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So that new k.ny teaser huh

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[Logs on again] hey

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if he's being truthful -- there was no real poetry behind his comparison. stein was never the most poetic person, he was logic and facts. there was never anything beautiful under his words, just the truth. and what he said, to him, was the truth. spirit was like a pineapple, something that stung when there was an open wound (stein can't even say how many times he's eating something acidic after biting his lips too hard.)

spirit's comparison makes a small smile appear on his face. stein leans in (uncomfortably close, his favorite.) " you think i'm sweet? " it's a tease, what he's used too. but the compliment is taken and welcomed. it's his turn to bite into the fruit skewer -- a bit messier, pineapple juice dripping down his chin (he can't do anything in a normal way, it seemed.)

at the question, stein tilts his head to the side. " well, senpai, they do! they have a specific enzyme that digests protein, and because of that it literally tries to digest you before it gets digested -- our stomach acids manage to neutralize it before it can eat us to the bone. " twisted smile, slight laughter.

" but as for that last part -- " oh, he's still going.

@brdcge : you're sweet. prickly, but sweet. in an acidic sort of way. like a pineapple. / hehe stein @ spirit

"Thank...you?" Spirit furrows his eyebrows at the younger man in confusion, before reaching toward the edible arrangement sitting on the desk between them (With a handwritten card that said "Happy Death Scythe-iversary! Love, Shinigami! ♡")

He twirls the pineapple-and-cantaloupe flower skewer in his hand, staring down at it before popping the small balled piece of cantaloupe in his mouth, leaving only the pineapple petals of the flower.

"I guess if I had to pick one for you I'd say..." He speaks while chewing, and immediately takes a bite of the pineapple once the cantaloupe is swallowed.

"You're like...a pomegranate, maybe? You take a lot of work to get into, and you're...you're messy. But once you go through all that, you get something...a little tart, sure, but sweet, too. Plus, a lot of people think pomegranates kind of look like blood, and you love that sort of thing."

He finishes off the pineapple, now pointing a bare skewer in Stein's direction.

"Hey. Speaking of, you're a science guy, Kōhai." He hums, "Is it true pineapples eat you back? Did you say that with that in mind? Do you think I eat you back?" Spirit stares, blankly, before shaking his head. "No, forget that last part. Just answer the first thing I said."

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i cld also bring my twinverse for kats here...

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" kids i am begging you to let that go. " you forget to mute your phone one time ...

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Muses || Rules || Mun || Memes #rxdqueen, a multimuse ft eijiro kirishima, please read rules before interacting, follows from #arpeggiiosm

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coughs really loud

kinda wanna add vlad king

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Phantom Thief, you're the star!

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❛ㅤ 𝗪𝗘 𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗕𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗗, 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗦 𝗨𝗦 𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍 !! ️ㅤ ❜

#𝗖𝗛𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟    //   a  collection  of  my  favorite  muses  ft.  soul eater, boku no hero academia, jujutsu kaisen, and more.  written  by  fio,  mutuals  only,  highly  selective.

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idk i just know they were a nightmare as academy students

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this is stupid.

it felt stupid, anyway. there was something slightly .. embarrassing about the sight. akaza, a brutal guard dog -- upper three of the twelve kizuki -- was being taught to write. and he was kinda bad at it. a given, considering he needed to be taught to begin with. the worst part is that douma wasn't that terrible of a teacher. he should be furious, but he's not in the mood to do so. not when douma's chin rests on his head and golden eyes watch as he writes.

an inhale, an exhale. he stares down at the characters for a moment. " that's ... my name, right? "

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  the clattering call of a nightjar disturbs the relatively still air.     it's a nice enough evening and douma isn't expecting any human visitors,  so he leaves the  shoji  open to allow the breeze inside.     the  shoin  is empty and quiet except for his very disgruntled student,  who is begrudgingly but obediently here on  their master's  instruction.     the holy one would be lying if he didn't acknowledge the  GLEE  welling up inside him ;   he is a good teacher,  and he's more than happy to impart his knowledge to this  sorry soul.     and he does,  with his chin resting on the crown of akaza's hair and one clawed hand writing characters with his finest ground ink and infant-hair brush,  all the while idly chanting excerpts from the  lotus sutra  under his blood-stained breath.

i couldn't have dreamed up a more perfect night.

❝           now  akaza-dono,   can  you  tell  me  what  these  characters  spell? ❞

  the divine completes the final character with a flourish,  a smile that could be mistaken for  selfless  gracing his plush lips.     he's given him an easy place to start.

  猗窩座.

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@hitotsutoya said: ❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜ (Muzan to either Enmu or Akaza!!!)

enmu is what one would call ... obsessive. there was few he cared about, but when it came to muzan -- he was at attention. if she said jump, he asked how high. if she wanted hundreds dead, he wouldn't stop until he went above and beyond. anything for her praise, for her approval.

so of course, enmu feels grateful. he feels more than grateful as muzan holds out a hand. slowly, enmu lifts up muzan's hand to his lips to press a kiss to it. divine. she was divine.

" what have i done to earn such an honor? " he purrs, blue eyes glancing up at muzan -- cheshire like smile on his face.

OLD MEME. / not accepting!

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. SHE WILL BURN YOUR CITY DOWN / HE WILL SLAY YOU WITH HIS TONGUE / SMEARED WITH OIL, LIKE DAVIDS BOY --

. O LEI, O LAI, O LORD.

(wielded by fio, eurydice, and jinx.)

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scanlan can hardly retaliate against her. pike had that power to get whatever she wanted from him. all she'd have to do was ask (nicely or otherwise) and scanlan was at attention. some people would say he needs more of a backbone in this regard -- however, happy pike, happy life.

scanlan shifts to rest his chin atop her head, a sigh leaving his lips. honestly, yeah. he'd give up any day of adventuring for a day like this. for the warmth of her body next to his, the softness of their blankets, the calmness he feels. " oh, don't worry pikey, nothing could ever make me wanna leave --"

a rumble in his stomach. a pause. " ... maybe we should eat something, though. "

pike knows, she knows, that rest is not a thing that they are granted so easily - not them, not vox machina, not those who fight and bleed and die to save the world, over and over and over again. she knows that, she does, but that does not make it any less true that, some days, all the gnome wants to do is crawl into her bed and stay put all day long. which is exactly what she's determined to do today, and with company no less. the blanket shifts down as scanlan begins to stand and pike's hand shoots out to pull him back, curling into his side as he pulls the cover up over them again. " i'd sure hope not. " she murmurs in reply, half-muffled under the cover, " i'd have to up my game, then. "

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. SHE WILL BURN YOUR CITY DOWN / HE WILL SLAY YOU WITH HIS TONGUE / SMEARED WITH OIL, LIKE DAVIDS BOY --

. O LEI, O LAI, O LORD.

(wielded by fio, eurydice, and jinx.)

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@hitotsutoya said: " can i hold you ? " (From giyuu to kyo!!!!)

winter missions were always brutal. demons weren't as effected in the cold as they were. kyojuro was never usually cold, always radiating heat. but even she was finding this coming cold brutal. the wisteria house they had found themselves in had a place to warm up, thankfully. but kyojuro still found herself shivering, blanket wrapped around her tight.

giyuu seems to notice the shivering. a suggestion from his lips -- can i hold you? firey eyes blink. silently, she scoots closer. she rests her chin on giyuu's shoulders as his arms come to wrap around her. there's more warmth now -- a soft sigh leaving her lips as a smile comes onto her face.

" this is lovely, " she mumbles. " i may fall asleep here, as a fair warning. "

OLD MEME. / not accepting!

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you were thankful. most people you talk too (for a lighter or otherwise) get too scared and walk off. not that you blamed them, per say. you were an intimidating man asking for a lighter in an alleyway. you'd be more surprised if people weren't afraid. but you wanted a smoke, so you wouldn't question this kindness.

you allow him to approach, cigarette hanging in your mouth as he does. eyebrow raises as the lighter sparks to life and it's held out to you. normally, you'd rip the lighter out of the hands of anyone who tried this. but you chuckle, leaning forward a bit to make sure it's properly lit.

you inhale, immediately sighing in content as you lean back against the wall. smoke leaves through your nose -- a trick you learned when you were younger. you tilt your head towards him, smirk on your face.

" much better. " you reply. " feel like joinin' me? "

you watch his struggle with the lighter a bit amused. fingers try to get the spark wheel to ignite the flame but nothing happens, no fire is produced. must be low on fuel. or something. you're not sure, you wouldn't consider yourself an expert on the damn things or anything.

when addressed by the other, you raise an eyebrow and give a nod. yeah, you had a lighter. you tended to not smoke but there was always a pack of cigarettes (the box beaten and torn) and lighter in your pockets. something something you liked the option of smoking to be there even if you were attempting to quit. sometimes the stress gets to you and the only thing to take the edge off is truly a cigarette or two. you shove your hand into your pocket and fish out a lighter.

usually, you would simply hold it out for the other to take but this time .. you walk closer and spin the spark wheel, the flame put against the cigarette in his mouth to light it for him. a smirk is on lips as you stare at him amused. " how's that for ya, bud ? "