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@yarifaita
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Hijikata: Stressed.
Sannan: Depressed.
Nagakura: Blessed.
Souji: Possessed.
Heisuke: Obsessed.
Saito: Impressed.
Harada: Chicken breast.
Everyone: …What?
Harada: I just wanted to join in
“Get off me!” //PIN HIM DOWN AND BEAT HIM UP. HI HONEY
“Absolutely not!” The red head shouted back using more strength to hold Souji’s hands down.
“Not until you apologize for taking my medicine!” And that of course, was his alcohol. It was unknown whether or not the ‘medicine’ was actually gone, but there was only one person in this compound who would be daring enough to take it, and he was staring at him.
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A look of seriousness fell over the red heads face, and he took a deep breath before responding. “Saito-san, I am very disappointed.” A shake of his head, and his frozen look almost turned into a smile. It was hard to Harada to remain serious when speaking such foolishness, but he wanted to know how far he could take his little joke. “I didn’t mean pregnant with real babies, I meant saliva babies. It’s possible, is it not?”
three word starters
“i’ll do it.”
“please just don’t.”
“i hate you.”
“i love you.”
“you love me?”
“please stop it.”
“i can’t breathe.”
“just go away.”
“you’re an ass.”
“you’re a bitch.”
“don’t leave me!”
“don’t walk away.”
“stay with me.”
“i’m begging you…”
“for fucks sake…”
“clean this up!”
“please kiss me.”
“get off me!”
“you are despicable.”
“are you okay!?”
“don’t do this.”
“please shut up.”
“are you drunk?”
“don’t forget me.”
“ I have been trying to get you to smile
since you got here,
you should do it more often,
it looks cute on you”
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“What good am I if I can’t even hold my god damn sword!?” He was so sick of it. The fake pleasantries, the transparent promises that he was still useful, the pitying motivational speeches. Okita didn’t want to hear a single one, not while he was such a useless heap on the ground. His own legs couldn’t even carry him, trembling and collapsing into the mud as pointlessly as his blade had. As if he needed help in being an embarrassment to himself, his own blood stains soils his clothing so deeply that no even the rain could fade them. His fist slammed into the ground, forcing mud to splash around him.
“Stop pitying me! Stop telling me I’m worth something. I’m not–!!” His words caught in his throat too late, his eyes refusing to meet the other’s as he registered the level of personal information he had offered to them. Okita had never meant to say such things out loud. All this self hatred was eating him alive, pulling at him so intensely that he was now letting it loose like a canon with its wick light. “…Kondou-san left me behind for a reason…don’t try to cheer me up with some half-assed words of camaraderie.”
Sanosuke watched with eyes that held worry, pity being an emotion that his mind could not conquer up. Never did the man once pity Souji, nor would he dare. Throughout all of the trials and tribulations faced, to include the ultimate fate of tuberculosis, he had stood strong. To see the man crumble suddenly, made Sano’s fate stay straight, but worry hide behind the amber hues. Mud stained his uniform, making it close to impossible to recognize, but Sano saw behind it. “Cheering you up is the last thing on my mind. I make jokes to cheer people up Souji-san. I don’t spit ‘fake words’ to make someone feel better, or cheer them up.”
Eyes scanned over the area, the sword lying in the mud, the look of defeat on the mans face. Eyes staring at the top of Souji’s head, waiting for the moment to be able to see the other mans eyes. “If you were worth nothing I wouldn’t sit here and tell you that you were worth something. Neither would Hijikata-san, neither would Saito-san, none of us would. Kondou-san did not leave us all, so that you could give up and stop fighting. All you’ve been doing is fighting Souji-san. Prove that the fight is still there. Prove it to not only me, but yourself dammit.”
“If I’m no use to the Shinsengumi…
my existence is worthless.”
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[[ Hey guys,
I know I have been very inactive lately, however, school and work and stress and sickness has been really kicking my ass lately. I’ve literally been sick for three and a half weeks now, on top of trying to deal with school, and going to work, coming online to Sano and even Shiranui has become nearly impossible.
As much as I hate to do this, and how much I wish I could be around more and come and see my loves and roleplay with my Sano, I unfortunately have to put myself on an indefinite Hiatus. I’m very much unaware of when I’ll be able to return regularly to roleplaying, and thank you so much for all of you who have stuck by me and stayed with me. My Skype is available upon request to mutuals to keep in touch, I’ll also be lurking on here through mobile every once in a while, so messages on here will get answered in due time.
I will try my best to come back as soon as I can. I love all of you guys, and I wouldn’t be where I am today with Sano if it wasn’t for all of my lovely followers and friends. This isn’t goodbye, but merely a prolonged absence.
I love you guys so much <33333333 ]]
-- With love, Sam.
[[ CASUALLY JUMPS IN FROM HER BUSY HOLIDAYS TO WISH ALL OF YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS / MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS BECAUSE I LOVE ALL OF YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAD A SPECTACULAR DAY AND WAS SURROUNDED BY LOVED ONES MERRY CHRISTMAS id also like to point out that uh it's almost the New Year and we all know what that means;))))) ]]
"Ow... I think I broke sonething."
Sanosuke rushed over to the young woman’s side, slowly looking over her body for signs of a break. His eyes landed on her ankles, and he softly touched it, looking Chizuru in the eyes. “Does it hurt here?”
“That’s a pretty bad bruise~"
“You would know, considering you’re the one who gave it to me.” Sano’s eyes narrowed at the shorter man as he covered the bruise on his arm. “Always a bully Souji-san.”
Your Majesty,
I, Prince Sanosuke Harada, wish to personally come to your residency to cordially invite you to the Harada family’s yearly Christmas event. It would be an honor to not only be in your presence, but to also have you join us in our festivities.
With Respect,
Prince Sanosuke Harada.
The letter had been written, and sent, only days before Sanosuke had to show up to the residency. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t nervous, it would be even more of a lie to say he would have no difficulties acting professionally around Izumi. As he sat in the carriage on route to the home, he could only come up with negative things that could happen during this visit. His father had barely allowed him to go without him, knowing the slight connection between him and Izumi.
The situation was tough, and the things Sano realized he had to do were even tougher, however, it was the only way he knew he would be able to convince the King to come, or at least allow Izumi to go. Which, as bad as it seemed, was what really mattered to him.
The carriage had arrived at the household, and Sano took a deep breath before his door was opened, and he climbed out, brushing himself off. His eyes meeting those of the Saigou household, as they slowly opened the doors for him. Sano, followed by his most trustworthy servants, made there way into the main entrance of the home.
“His Royal Highness, Prince Sanosuke Harada and company.”
They were introduced, and Sano’s heart jumped in his throat, as he walked through the doorway leading into living quarters, pausing beneath the stare of a man who was just about his height. “Your Majesty.” Sano respectfully bent his body into a bow, holding it for a few seconds, before rising himself back up slowly, watching as his servants followed suite before moving to the back corners of the room. Sano slowly searched the room, meeting the eyes of the King, his servants, and none other than the Princess herself. Her beautiful features making his breath hitch in his throat, before he finally lost eye contact and regained his composure, and met the eyes of the King once more.
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Swirling one of his dual swords in his hand, Mujaki plunges the large curved blade through the chest of a fury, then lifts his leg up, kicking the bloodthirsty monster away, it’s body thumping into the snow, arousing a white cloud. Spinning around, the male parries the incoming blow of a second fury with both blades, two others coming after the boy from different directions. Mujaki bears his teeth, pushing against the crazed creature who’s hair blends with the snow itself. Swiping one blade, he slices through the fury’s leg, and takes a few steps back, not realizing how close the other enemies had become, and runs right into one. He exclaims as he’s grabbed by two of them, one of their swords cutting across his cheek. He struggles, kicking his feet, and swinging his blades. Their strength is way beyond anything he’s ever fought.
“What the hell are you guys?!” He hisses. No reply, only the laughs of each being as their grip tightens. One sinks it’s teeth into Mujaki’s shoulder, causing him to yell out in surprise and pain. The third raises it’s sword with a loud cackle, and charges. The male utters a determined grunt as he pulls with all his might to raise his blades to protect himself, still struggling as he closes his eyes.
Sano will never be able to get rid of his perfect sense of timing, which, is always good for people he rescues. There had been a tip sent from Yamazaki about a fury attack somewhere in the town, and after listening for the sounds of fighting, he was led to this spot. Where he found someone in a very unfortunate situation. Sano, as quick as lightning, shot himself forward, swinging his spear skillfully into the monsters chest.
His eyes shot over to the man being held against his will, and moved to sweep at the back of the fury, before lunging his spear within the depths of the creatures body, and pulling it out, watching the monster release the boy, and fall to the ground. His eyes searched the area, only a few of the beasts remained, and he quickly moved to the side of the male. “Can you fight? If so I could really use your help here. I’ll answers your questions later.”