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negüi♡°/ one smoky tendril wraps securely around ankles before lifting them upside down with ease, staring face to face . ❛ wanna feel how high I can toss you ? ❜

artemis feels the tentacle like appendage slide onto him , but he just lets it happen --- lets himself be lifted into the air without much thought or care . he’s felt worse in his entire time living . when eye’s meet eye , he shrugs . ` i guess . whatever makes you happy . `

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/goes for the knees

` HEY HEY HEY --- ARE YOU BETRAYING ME ? ! ` he’s extremely offended , but more than that , he’s ready to fight . he goes straight for the hair . ` IT’S OUR FRIENDSHIP , OR YOUR HAIR . `

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sugawara♡°/ ❛ Oh!! We're roomies!!!! ❜

` whoops , sorry --- wrong house . ` bokuto turns aways and goes back to look for another apartment to live in , maybe in another city this time .

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sugawara♡°/ makes a fake brain fall onto Bokuto by accident. ❛ I...oops . ❜

` BYE . ` and off he goes , into the distance .

[heartslight-a]

          maybe he can set things right. // sora. loved by sparky. personals do not reblog.

[wreckic]

i added two of my oc’s to my blog ! one’s an incubus , the other is mute .

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akaashi.♡/ ❝ Bokuto-san, would you like to join me ? I need to pick up a few things at the store . ❞ 

` yeah , why not ! ` comes his reply almost immediately , voice ringing with a burst of energy . who was he to refuse his setter and dear friend ? —- nobody , that’s who ( captain and ace positions aside ) . ` which store are we going to ? – are we going to the convenient store ? i’m running out of snacks . `

[wreckic]

me : i should slam akira on my blog me , 2 seconds later : nvm thats a bad idea

[wreckic]

❝ Ah! Bokuto ! Long time no see, I was working on collecting eyeballs, I have a lot by now would you like to see ? ❞ 

there are . . . a lot of things that take bokuto by surprise --- an endless amount of things to be really specific . he’s been taken aback by stolen specialty moves , questions on math tests , his favorite character on a t.v. show dying , and all of them had left him with a series of emotions that left him feeling distraught --- but this ? this is the kicker , the icing on the cake , the cherry on top of the triple chocolate fudge banana sundae -------

------- suga’s return .

and if he’s going to be honest , bokuto has learned through his mistakes . it might take another person or two to encourage him and lift his spirits , but he gets back up on his feet and push forward with everything he has . so of course ---- of-fucking-course his mind runs at 9000 miles per hour and has his body moving on pure animalistic instincts .

he whispers , ` my mom told me to never talk to strangers , ` and runs .

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owl-prince-bokuto.

Bokuto glanced around at the cafe, curious eyes roaming around and taking in his surroundings. It was his first time in a maid cafe so it was all very new to him. Should he have waited till Kuroo or Akaashi was with him? Probably. But in the end his curiosity had won and he had decided to go, figuring it wasn’t that much different than the owl cafes he frequented. He focused on the figure he hadn’t noticed in front of him as they began to speak to him. “Oh, yea it’s just me.” He said with a smile, taking a seat next to a window.

seven places a small menu on the table in front of the boy and resumes his hold on the silver tray in his arms ( which didn’t serve a purpose with the fact in mind that he was avoiding cleaning up every table that he could mange to avoid . he’s here for the getup and information , not the actual work . ) . ` may i start you off with something to drink ? --- or are you already to order ? `

[wreckic]

@owl-prince-bokuto

` welcome master ! ` he chimes and twirls around to face the door . ` are you by yourself today ? please take a seat . `

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heartslight.

      the urge to disagree rises and sora is quick to voice his thoughts. ❛  aladdin isn’t a bad guy ; he’s my friend !  ❜ and it really didn’t sit well with him to have his friends be talked about in such a way. ❛  who are you anyways ? aladdin has never mentioned someone like you before.  ❜

` he wouldn’t mention me unless he was looking for me , which i highly doubt he is . ` and judar would hope to avoid the boy in question for awhile , just enough for the heat to blow off . ` i was the midget’s acquaintance . he can get really annoying . `

[forestfoc-deactivated20180329]

 Ayy ,  could  you  please  LIKE  /  REBLOG  if  you’d  be  interested  in  interacting  with  an  OKUMURA  YUKIO  from  AO  NO  EXORCIST ,  as  portrayed  by  CHRIS ?  Thank  you  for  your  time  regardless  of  your  decision !!

[heartslight-a]

anyways, i said i was gonna make one and here it is. the graphic took me less than a minute but that’s fine because the graphic isn’t the important part. the important part is that despite how crazy last year for most of us, we all made it. we’re here. it’s a fresh new year, a fresh new start. honestly i can’t rmbr half of what happened in 2017 bc i have a bad memory but i do know i made some wonderful new friends, i gained confidence in myself and my portrayals. as shitty as 2017 was, you guys all made it worthwhile. so now — this is my thanks to you. to every single one of you who has shown interest in my characters, who sat through my ramblings. this is my thank you to all of you. you’re all my friends and i love you. but now i want to thank those who i talk to often, who really had to put up with all my shit. under the read more is my personal message to you guys and lemme warn you… it’s p fucking gay. 

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[locksfate]

2017  was.  .  .  Certainly  something.  During  this  year,  I’ve  unfortunately  become  sicker,  needed  more  medication  and  more  scheduled  visits  to  the  doctor  /  hospital,  I’ve  been  in  a  lot  of  drama ;  especially  on  tumblr  but  irl  too,  I’ve  lost  one  of  the  idols  who'd  been  “with  me”  since  about  5  years  ago,  I’ve  become  much  more  depressed  and  tired  with  life,  so  on  and  so  forth ;  but  I’ve  also  had  some  better  developments,  like  coming  out  to  some  people  and  being  accepted  by  them,  learning  to  speak  more  for  myself  &  not  sit  by  and  let  people  step  on  me,  I’ve  learned  to  be  truer  to  myself,  I’ve  started  being  more  independent  &  thoughtful  of  the  future,  I’ve  started  taking  some  important  matters  into  my  own  hands  and  SO  many  more  events  that  have  shaped  me  into  who  I  am  today. 

Personally,  I’m  sure  2018  will  have  its  bad  moments,  but  I  hope  the  good  ones  will  manage  to  outshine  them  &  that  we’re  all  finally  going  to  have  the  great  year  we’ve  been  waiting  for  ! 

       HAPPY  NEW  YEAR’S  &  THANK  YOU  FOR  1K+  !

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when he shows up to the bar ( however briefly ) this day, bokuto receives a gift that its bearer thinks he'll enjoy quite well. it's a simple hoodie, colored and decorated to model the feathers of an owl, designs of stiffened fabric jutting off the sides of the arms to give the appearance of wings as well. the hood is plain save for the patterned feathers, and overall it failed to detract from the gift. " didn't know how you celebrated it, bokuto, or even if you did, but uh. merry christmas? "

for him , the day continues as every other . he goes practice , class , practice once more , and trots off to another district of the city for a free glass of juice . the only thing that may have differed was the notification that lit up his phone during the train ride , all but telling him that there’s a bucket of fried chicken awaiting him at home .

the door chimes for him as he enters the bar and he’s quick to notice a few decorations here and there . the thought that runs through his mind is that kusanagi-san is always one to be extra . is he wrong ? bokuto’s yet to be proven otherwise . he takes a seat in front the bar counter and absentmindedly takes takes his free juice with thanks to the bartender . as expected , a friend he’s come to consider as close sidles up to him , but instead of starting their normal banter , she hands him a white paper bag .

` a present ? ` he asks while taking the bag and placing it onto his lap . fingers dive right in to pull out it’s contents . clothes , he muses as the item comes into sight , and he unfolds it for a pleasant surprise . ` oh -- oh this is SWEET ! takehiko-san , I GET TO BE A GREAT HORNED OWL !!! `

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homra-no-artemis.

          “Innocent people?”

          His words echoed briefly, and she dipped a piece of the cutlet into the provided sauce. “ ‘m not that cruel, nah…” The cutlet found its way into her mouth. “I never go after a person without sufficient reason, Bokuto.”

          “I have a vendetta, not some psychopathic urge to do harm to numerous people.”

` . . . as long as you don’t hurt civilians , i guess its fine . . . ` he stares at his own cutlet , hardly eaten and pushes it around on his plate . ` i mean ---- what was i expecting . homra is a gang , right ? i was just kinda slow on the uptake . ` he tries to laugh his own comment off , but as it dies down he decides to finally stuff his face with the food he’s been playing with .