#Modern Kira

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@archerwhiterp

Continued from here.

His eyes cut down to slits as she casually rolled off his concern. A move he knew all too well. It worked on his brothers. It worked on the guys he worked with. He chuffed and pushed himself in closer, blocking the street light from above her head with his own. His arms crossed over his chest as he puffed more steam from his nostrils. "Another job go bad?" His voice growled low. It happened. This business was unpredictable. Unless you had a lot of manpower. And Smokes by himself was a lot of manpower. "Lemmie buy ya a drink an' you can tell me 'bout it." He leaned in closer.

Kira continues to tap away on her phone. Piano fingers dancing rapidly over keys, an email? A text? She notices his advancement further into her space but doesn't seem to acknowledge it.

Smokes, despite his scary appearance and current pissed off demeanor, was a good dog. She held very little fear of him. Perhaps it was foolish on her part to trust someone she barely knew like that. But he'd done her a favor or two before. He gave her all the reasons in the world to trust him.

A drink is mentioned and a 'send' button sound plinks through the air. Her amber eyes peer up at him through the swelling and the purple. Kira was beginning to drink a bit more whenever Smokes was around. His vibe was contagious. Maybe it was a pack mentality thing? Her trying to fit in?

"Not much to tell. Nothing so dramatic as last time. No need for the theatrics. Though I couldn't say no to a free drink, yannow?" She grins widely, warmly.

@archerwhiterp

[pixelatedraindrops]

“Well now, best we not waste this rare instance of generosity from them.”

I had some free time, so I attempted to try to make some art of @draconicsparkle’s Safe In The Nocturne fic. Obviously I’d only do one for Chapter 8… xD (considering I also ‘kinda’ took part in that lol)

Sorry that I couldn’t draw the rest of the agency. Just pretend they left and are waiting behind that door okay? X’D To give these two a moment alone.

I loved this scene the most. It’s just so sweet! 🥰Your new dad will take good care of you from now on Yuma~ 💕

Did my best to include all the stuff. The extra blanket, the water, the medicine, the soup, the ice pack, and of course, Munin is with him c:

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Kira, Great Glass-Spinner

Each spell is an intricate tapestry, and Kira is the great unraveler.

Artist: Kev Walker TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[starlightreign]

Sick of people on TikTok babying and infantizing Vladimir Makarov (the original not the shitty reboot version.) cause he's literally done all that's listed below :

Mass murder

Mass property damage

Genocide

Terrorism

Populicide

Conspiracy

Corruption

Incrimination

Torture

War crimes

Hate crimes

Human trafficking

Drug dealing

Drug trafficking

Arms trafficking

Theft

Treason

War instigation

Propaganda

Extortion

Blackmail

Kidnapping

Racketeering

Money laundering

Pollution

Arson

Forgery

Usurpation

Rape

Crimes against humanity

Bombings

Drugging

Assassination

Use of nuclear weapons

Torturing of prisoners of war

Murder of prisoners of war

(Reboot enjoyers not welcome on my blog cause the Reboot is a soulless cashgrab with a worse plot and OCS thrown in)

[the-black-bulls]

Yami, with Asta & Nero behind his back on one side while Gauche & Finral are on the other side: If ya have a problem with how my children are being raised, you talk to me!

Damnatio: Your squad members aren’t even your child—

Yami, unleashing his sword: I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!

[youngpettyqueen]

oh theyre allowed to say fuck in this one!

[doodling-doodle]

The Rose Gold Kings (CH.1)

The Kings of The Rose Gold Kingdom, John and Philllip Price. 

They were the Kings since they were in their early twenties, as John’s parents stepped down shortly after their wedding.

Their heirs for the throne was a easy choice, but a difficult situation.

Their son, Kyle Garrick Price, was only nineteen at the moment. They knew that his guard and head of the royal guard, Alex Keller, and he were in a relationship. Had been since they were children.

But as their son got older, they found themselves thinking about how they ended up with their child.

The first part of the royal au! I hope y'all enjoy

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“My love, you know when the next attack is planned, don’t you?” Phil asked as they got ready for the day.

“I do. Unfortunately, Alex will have to be sent on it.”

He nodded, “When do we tell Kyle that we know?”

“Not until we marry them.” He chuckled slightly, “he would panic, he and Alex both. I don’t want to do that to him. They don’t know that we’ve known for the last… four years, roughly. They don’t need to.”

Phil nodded, smiling softly, “I suppose thats true.”

He turned around, seeing Phil had just put his crown on, picking up the three Golden rose pins to go on his suit jacket collar. He smiled, slowly going up to him, “you just keep getting more and more beautiful every time you put this on.” he gently snaked his arms around Phil’s waist, resting his head in the crook of his neck, seeing him smile, pinning the roses on his suit

“So do you, John. That cape does need to get fixed, though.”

“I’ll get it taken care of. I have to go down to the village today anyway.”

Phil turned around to face him, resting his hands on his husband's chest, “shall we stay here longer or get our day going, my King?”

“Let’s go, my love.”

They walked to the dining hall, and they saw their guards, and Kyle's lady, Kaida, walking with him and Alex.

Kyle's braids were out, instead soft butterfly locs in their place. But it was too early in the morning for Kaida to have done that on him, carefully tied with three locs and low on his head to not hurt his head.

Alex had to have done it. He had always been doting on him, but, recently, threats to kidnap the Prince of the Rose Gold Kingdom had been pouring in, so Alex had gone to check on him earlier in the morning as of recent.

"Father! Papa!" Kyle called out as they saw them.

"Hello, my son." John replied as he ran up to them, hugging them, "your hair looks nice today."

"Thank you! Kaida was up early, she helped me with it."

Lie. But, they had gone through so much trouble to hide it. So, they decided to be quiet.

"You did well, Kaida." Phil said, smiling.

She curtsied to them, "it's no problem, my kings." 

And they turned to Alex as he bowed to them, "your majesty’s."

They'd give him credit on a million things he's done, but, one, even if he had known and been "Best friends" with the prince since they were little, he had always been very respectful towards everyone. He never felt privileged with his friendship with Kyle… His relationship with Kyle.

“Sir Alex.” Price replied, “Where might Madam Farah be?”

“Already at the Dining hall.”

“Ah, I see. Let’s go see them, shall we?”

They all nodded, and they walked to the dining hall. Normally, Kyle would be sitting across from his fathers, closest to the door, but, he had been sitting next to Alex for a while now. John could see the barely hidden joy in their face’s when they started doing that. It was for his safety.

“Madam Farah, Sir Alex, please come with us to the throne room.” John said, and they nodded, following behind Kyle.

Farah was a good friend of the Royal family, growing up with Kyle, Alex, and the rest of their friends. They suspected that she knew about their relationship, as she was around them more often then not, and redirected anyone looking for the prince while both he and Alex disappeared.

“What can we do for you, your majasty’s?” Alex asked.

“There’s a mission that we need you both to go on.” Phil replied, “You leave in a week.”

They both nodded, and John looked over at Kyle, who clearly was hiding his emotions. The sadness and shock.

“Where do we go?” Farah asked.

“One of Sheperd’s kingdoms.” John replied, “I’m not sure how… prepared they will be. But the threats to the Prince keep pouring in from there. We need to make sure they can’t take him.”

And they knew Alex wouldn’t turn that down, but he still glanced at Kyle.

“You leave in a week.” Phil said, “Prepare the Guard.”

“Yes, my king.” Alex said, bowing to them.

“Your both dismissed.” John said.

They both bowed before leaving the room, and John looked at Kyle, who looked a little nervous, but Kaida walked in.

“Your highness.” she said, bowing her head to all of them before looking at John.

She was only twenty, very young. But John knew her mothers for years, and trusted their child, as Mika was in the guard before she adopted Kaida, and she was very talented and amazing at what she was trained to do. She was an even better mother, along with her wife, Aimi, who used to be a nurse in the med bay. Kaida grew up to be a very kind, gentle, beautiful woman. Tan skin, dark brown hair, brown eyes.

“What might you need, my lady?” Kyle asked.

“I wanted to help you put your braids back in. If you're available?"

He looked at John and Phil, who nodded, and he stood, going down the stairs from his throne, and leaving the room with her.

John sighed. He would always remember how they got their little boy, no matter how long it had been.

…

They had to look over a destroyed village outside of their kingdom. They had only recently become the kings, John’s parents had stepped down. 

They had gotten to the destroyed village. Parts of it were still on fire. It was from one of their own enemies.

They checked through every home, finding very few survivors and getting them to their kingdom for medical treatment.

"This is just... cruelty." Phil whispered, going through a house, "There were children here. I hope they were safe..."

John sighed, walking through a room.

And they heard a small cry from a different room.

They looked at each other.

"Is that a child?" John whispered. 

They quickly went to that room. And they found a dead woman on the floor.

John saw a small jar floating slightly. And he got closer to the small sound to find a baby wrapped in a blanket in a basket. There was a note, covered in blood.

"They are going to kill me. Please, take care of him. His name is Kyle. He's a magic user. I was never sure what."

"Oh, my god..." He whispered, looking back at the jar. "Telekinesis."

"We have to take him, John." Phil said, tearing up.

"We are." He gently picked up Kyle, trying to calm him down and put him to sleep.

"You'll be alright, little one."

They quickly went back out, seeing the rest of the guard.

"Are there any other survivors?" Phil asked.

"No. We've checked every home- wait, that's-"

"A child. His mother his dead and the father is no where to be seen." Phil said, getting on his horse, reaching down to take Kyle from John's arms, making a sling out of the blanket to carry him.

"Get back to the kingdom, I'll be right behind you." John said, running to his own horse while phil quickly went off to their kingdom.

They had been half talking about kids anyway. They had to take care of Kyle.

And they would.

…

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Phil saying something.

“John?” 

He looked over, “Sorry, just… thinking.”

Phil nodded, “So am I.” He sighed, “Kyle won’t take this well.”

“No he won’t… but we must do what we have to. To keep him safe.” He stood. I have to go to the village. Will you be alright?”

“Yes, my love.”

He smiled, “I’ll return soon.”

He went down to the village, going to the seamstress to get his cape fixed.

"Oh! My king! What can I do for you?" 

"My cape was torn, unfortunately." He said, taking it off, "could you help?"

"Of course!" She took it from him, "I am already working on something, would you mind the extra wait? Neither should take me too long."

"I wouldn't mind at all." He smiled, and she nodded, going to the back of her shop with it.

He sat down, waiting for her to finish with the other garment before starting on his. 

He saw a little of it. A dark red dress with black lining. He knew who it was for.

And she walked in.

"Ah, your majesty." She said, bowing to him.

"Mika. It's been a while, hasn't it?" He asked as she sat down.

"It has, sadly. My daughter seems to be at the palace more and more as time goes by. I heard that the whole guard was leaving for the attack on one of Shepherd’s kingdoms?"

"Yes, sadly."

"How is Prince Kyle?"

He smiled, "he's doing great. It's really amazing how fast time went by… I feel like just yesterday I was holding him when he was scared of his magic getting stronger… it was nine years ago."

She sighed, "I feel the same with Kaida. I greatly appreciate what you've allowed my family's legacy to continue, but it feels like she is just… so young."

"She is. But she is a wonderful woman. And I thank you for letting her assist my child."

She smiled, "I am glad that she's done the job well."

"Ah! Mika, you're already here! Wonderful!" The seamstress said as she walked back out with the garment.

She smiled, standing, "thank you, Madam." She said as she took the dress, then turned back to John, bowing to him, "it was delightful to see you again, Your highness."

"You as well, Mika. Tell Aimi I said 'hello', would you?"

"Of course, my king. Enjoy the rest of the day."

She walked out, and he turned to the seamstress.

"I'll start on your cape now, my king." She said, walking back into her back room. 

He sighed, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes.

Once his cape was done, he went back to the palace, seeing Kyle with Alex and two friends of theirs in the guard, Simon and Johnny, though, they preferred to be called “Ghost” and “Soap”.

He felt his heart crack, looking at Kyle’s face. He looked distressed, upset. Alex nearly put his arm around him, if not for spotting John in the distance.

He just went back to the Palace, to his throne next to Phil’s.

…

It was now a little over a week since the day that the guard left. Kyle went right to Alex before they left, hugging him tight. When they thought they were alone, they were softly talking, softly and quickly kissing before having to leave.

Kyle’s face was down for so long

John and Phil had seen Kyle upset before. But not like this. 

He barely ate anything for days. He just silently sat with them before they went to the throne room.

Kyle had always been reserved to a degree. Alex and their friends had broken them out of that shell, and he rarely retracted. Only if Alex was away for a while.

“Kyle?” Phil asked, looking over at him.

“Yes?”

“What’s going on, little one?”

Kyle just stared down at his lap, “Just… worried about the Guards. We haven’t heard from them in… well, nearly eight days. I’m scared. I don’t know if their okay, and… it worries me.” 

Phil was about to reply, but Kaida ran in the room, screaming.

"Your majesty’s! Forgive me for barging in, but... the guards have returned!"

Kyle stood, running out of the room and to the village.

John followed after him, seeing him jump into Alex's arms, holding him tight, not caring that his suit and cape were getting soaked in blood and dust.

"My prince, your covered in blood." Alex said, almost touching his face before looking up and seeing John, moving his hand to Kyle’s back.

"I don't care. I missed you."

Alex smiled, taking his helmet off, "Come. Let's get you cleaned up." 

John smiled as they walked away, as Alex took Kyle to the castle, to the armory and his room.

He'd have to tell Phil. Their son was so deeply in love with the guard. And it was a good thing. 

They had four years before they could let Kyle get married to him... they were excited.

He walked back to the castle, seeing Alex taking Kyle to his room, they had both changed, and Kyle was still clinging to him.

He saw Phil running up, and he went up to him.

“They all seem unharmed.” He said, holding onto him.

Phil softly nodded, “Our child…?”

“He’s safe now. And he’s with Sir Alex.”

Phil chuckled, looking down the hall at Alex’s room, “Let’s just… let them be happy… maybe stay away from their room.”

John chuckled, looping an arm around Phil’s waist, “Leave them be. Let’s enjoy our own time.”

Phil smiled, letting John lead him through the castle, back to the throne room.

“The attack went flawlessly.” John said, “everyone is alive. Our child is a little safer… And he’s happier. We need to find a way to help him when Alex is gone.”

“Very much so…”

They would think about things they could do.

Until then, it was time for them to relax, knowing they were just a little safer. 

[in-pleasant-company]

Recently I learned that Kira is heavily inspired by Izzy Bee, a young Australian girl who works in koala rescue with her mother, a veterinarian. She has her own Netflix show, Izzy's Koala World.

[oasisr]

Also, I'm aware that using the term "delete" (as in, block and delete a man who doesn't put in effort) when it comes to dating makes us sound like the insane dude from death note who wanted to be like kira. And, he'd say, "delete" before he'd write people's names down.

Our modern cyber-speech is causing us to dehumanize one another.

Men and women are supposed to love one another and live in harmony together.

God bless you and have a good night. (I say as I remain awake, continuing to scroll down some more, while pondering modernity).

[malavera]

if y'all watch Modern Family from top to bottom, yall know that i have a chance to be Tom's young wife 😚 take notes from Jay and Gloria lmaoo 🤣

[fingertipsmp3]

This book I’m reading is so good I’m genuinely mad that I put off reading it

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@archerwhiterp

Continued from here.

Smokes had walked into the party halfway through. His cigar hung between his teeth while he assessed the situation. A back courtyard between a bunch of seedy businesses filled with overflowing dumpsters and puddles of what you hoped was just water. It was 5 against one. Not good odds, but she seemed to have held up her own much longer than he would have given her credit for. Now the real question was, was this ass kicking deserved or not? He grabbed one of the thugs by the shoulder and ripped him back. Halting most of the action. The others turned towards the wolf, seeing only a puff of smoke and the red burning tip of his cigar in the darkness. "Doc?" He asked her on the ground while he exhaled a dark cloud through both nostrils. A trick of the dim light as he seemed to be growing bigger, thicker.... furrier. His voice even grew darker and those canines sparkled in the light. "What's goin' on here?"

It wasn't the first time, and certainly it wouldn't be the last that someone was angry with her. Though, the five against such a slight young woman didn't seem all that fair. And though Kira could take a punch, it was obvious from the blood and bruises on her that there had been more than a few swings on their part.

Her face is angry and indignant. But mostly just tired. She shouldn't have left the club today. And certain clients were bad business. But their money was good.

Only when she hears a familiar voice does her golden eyes shine up at him from the dark in recognition.

"Why don'tcha piss off? This is between us an' this bitch."

Kira doesn't really seem to perk up much, but her eyes plead with him to help. They'll likely beat her to death if he doesn't. It was alot to ask of a stranger, but what else could she do?

"Paid her good money to fix up one of ours. An' where is he? Dead in the fuckin' ground. Don't be a fuckin' hero."

It's obvious that they think they have the upper hand in this scenario. One against five again. A vendetta. Some sort of revenge for a fallen comrade.

[mouseyear]

Odo/Kira Nerys

If curious see below

[namenoted]

❝ i don't normally do this, but we're sort of desperate at this point. i'm meeting you myself to establish some sort of trust here. i hope you understand. the npa likes to keep these sorts of things ... discreet. going to outside sources like this makes us look bad, frankly. ❞

yagami straightens his tie, quirking his head to the left as he observes her. she is rather beautiful, but, then again, many women are.

❝ meeting here makes it look like the two of us are just normal people out for lunch. hey — keep looking at me. ❞ he smiles. ❝ there we go. anyways, let's cut to the chase —— our entrees are almost here. ❞ he clears his throat, letting out a small chuckle should anyone be looking their way as if to indicate this woman is rather funny. in a way, she is. ❝ we need you to kill someone. ❞ ❝ you can do that, right?? ❞ // * @fauxwife liked for a starter !!

[starlightreign]

Nah this new Makarov sucks. He got a total of 13 minutes of screen time and he's not even as ruthless or memorable as og Makarov. I played the campaign giving this mw3 reboot a chance like I did the previous two and after ten hours I was left there with a foul taste in my mouth and a desire to play the original. He shot soap and then died like a pussy. No epic fight scene just him getting gunned down like a bitch. Oh and there's more micro transactions because all Activision cares about is money which is the whole reason they rebooted the MW trilogy. They're piggy backing off the memorability of the originals only to give us arguably worse campaigns while draining your wallets for skins and cod points or whatever the fuck else they wanna shove down our throats.

[kubinashi]

i’m so mad. i JUST realized that light yagami’s name uses the kanji 月 but is pronounced “raito”…….. because its a kira-kira name