#fightingthetides

[whiskeysmulti]

IC Dash Comm regarding this post!

The Lightning and Storm were as close as brothers and something to keep in mind about older brothers was the fact they were assholes sometimes. Gokudera had only wanted to trick the youngest Guardian and trick the cow, he had.

He reached into his pocket and handed over a grape jaw breaker as a peace offering. "They're kiwi berries, I thought you would have known the difference." If the candy wasn't enough, Gokudera would buy Lambo real grapes, it was the least he could do. Gokudera would one day be the reason Lambo had trust issues.

[lured-into-wonderland]

Continued from [x] with @fightingthetides

Since Ravein did not move from his place after she had waved to him, Nunnally assumed he was not interested to interact with her. As sad as it did make her, she was sure she would accept his decision and wouldn't invade his personal space. Nunnally didn't look in his direction anymore; instead she sat on the bench, her arms hugging her legs, she looked at the park and people passing by. Trying to imagine who they were. A funny thought suddenly hit her that they also might be looking at them. At Nunnally and Ravein. But none of them would have an idea of who they were. The former assassin and the mafia princess. They did not look for who they were. These names that life had given to them seemed like a title of a book (definitely a romantic novel). Or perhaps a movie. But not the reality. Right? Reality was not that ridiculous. But it was a reality and nothing could ever be done about it.

Deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice when her phone started to buzz when the message arrived. It only took another buzz (and another message; a lucky coincidence) to make Nunnally look at her phone. Her lips turned into a bright smile when she read the message from Ravein. But again she did not look in his direction. Her gaze locked at the screen she was trying to figure out if she knew the address. And if she’d be able to get there in about 25 minutes that were left. She knew – more or less – the area, but the actual address did not tell her much. She did not want to actually google it…it would leave some traces in her phone. Nunnally started to be really cautious about Ravein. Perhaps even paranoid? She could not tell, but in his situation, it’s better to overreact. At least that was what she agreed with herself and decided to follow as her personal rule. There was no-one who knew about her and Ravein (perhaps apart from Roberto), but he was not here and he did not know what she she was doing and how she was behaving. She was on her own.

When finally she looked at the bench, where Ravein had been sitting just a few moments ago, there was already no-one there. He probably went to their meeting place. The girl considered switching off her phone, but that probably was not the best idea. Perhaps he’d send her new directions? Change the meeting place? Paranoid! She was becoming paranoid. A bit perhaps but that was good paranoid? Right? She stood up and started to walk slowly out of the park. In the opposite direction than she expected Ravein to walk away. (“Nunnally stop it”) – she scolded herself internally – (“But I am just worried about a friend.”) – she replied to herself. As no matter the whole situation, the tensions and the misunderstanding, Nunnally considered Raven a friend. And someone she should protect.

It was not such a long walk. Ravein seemed to choose a place that Nunnally was able to get in time. Even if she was slow and her sense of directions was not the best. She got there just before the suggested time. She was not really sure what to do. The place looked abandoned. The door to the shop (but was it a shop) was locked. She probably should not wait there for too long as that would draw an unwanted attention to her. Even if there seemed to be no-one around. Neither she wanted to call his name or to look for him too intensively. She knelt to tie her shoe laces. She was just on time. If he was there, he’d probably approach her. Or perhaps she’d get another text. She just needed to be patient.  

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Papa's Home | Papa x Sessh

"Shame indeed."

Callous and disheartened, all that was left was to bask in the unyielding warmth of the mountain springs in solitude. It required no further debacle or empathic pleasantries to assuage the seemingly traitorous revelation among subjects that fell under his reign.

Opposition is always to be expected but to keep decorum among overlords of strength, skill, and temper can be dauntingly exhausting; particularly should it have been a week-long discourse with yet a common ground to stand.

Conflict is inevitable but combat is optional. Touga would have rather suffered through hours of constant disagreement and pettiness than have the need to wield blades among comrades and potential threats that would eventually lead to an injunction.

Another day of thought perhaps?

Touga gathered himself to proper robes and kept his armor dangling careless over his arm, which was latter received by the palace staff as he entered the quarters of their not-so humble abode. He thanked them; warm and gracious as he always does. Pardoning himself almost flirtatiously as he had been reprimanded by his wife for being too keen with commoners.

The sun had bid it's shy greeting behind amaranthine skies and the silence of the sleeping world. None but the soft creaking of wooden floor kept the daiyoukai company as he turned through corners and peered through the barely closed door that kept every reason of his existence.

"Are you awake, my little one?" Barely a whisper. "Papa's home."

[unladielike]

@fightingthetides — continued from here ;;

    Fortunately, her smile doesn't waver even one bit even after registering his subsequent queries. Why, as a matter of fact, one could say Vivian enjoyed socializing so much, she hardly minded his Japanese accent had bled through his English a little. "Oh, most do actually call me Vivi. Still, if you'd rather shorten it to Bia instead, then that's fine too!" Vivian reassures Mizumachi with her hand flashing him a thumbs-up to signify she was cool with whatever he ended up deciding.

    "Anyways... how are you liking it here so far? Did you already manage to get used to your own room or have you not yet finished packing?" she'll go on to question while lowering her arm back down along her side. Naturally, Vivian was curious if he had somehow finished sorting out all his stuff, because the most troublesome part about moving to a new place was organizing everything. Even so, she wouldn't judge him for not exactly having everything all neatly put away; after all, it took her two weeks to tidy up her room.

[voraxiia]

[ distance ] sender backs away from receiver, desperate to establish distance between them ((OOC: I get the image of Luca is muddy and Ravein is like oh no, don't get me dirty and runs)) 1oo﹕ sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out . ((OOC: Ehehe... I think i've asked for Haru before but not Ravein? I think so anyways?... Well... ehe! I wanna see Luca react))

 ㅤ⁺₊ ﹙ㅤaction prompts for leaning , 100 nonverbal prompts  //  @fightingthetidesㅤ﹚

ㅤㅤㅤif you were wondering where Luca went , dear Ravein , look up . see that figure in the distance , swaying ever so slightly as he’s approaching ? it’s not hard to see said someone had been through a tough fight , and that could very well be an understatement , dark red liquid soaking his uniform and the exposed skin of his hands and face , even dripping onto the ground with each weary step he took . 

ㅤㅤㅤhe sees you now , and you notice he’s picking up his pace . the blades in his hands could easily become a hazard should anyone come close , because he’s running now . towards you . at full speed . it's in your instincts to run too , but at this moment , you're no match for him .

ㅤㅤㅤluckily he drops them onto the ground with a clatter when he finally gets to you , so that he can practically throw himself onto you , knocking the wind out of your own wounded body before he clings to you so tightly something else might crack if you weren’t careful .

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ㅤ... i thought they killed you , so i killed everyone too .ㅤ❞ㅤand it was really , really hard work !

[vipermirage]

❝ would you like to go on a walk with me ? ❞ ((OOC: From Fon kek))

╰┈➤ DIALOGUE PROMPTS : Assorted accepting

"a walk." mammon repeated, "with you" they added on, to clarify that they weren't being offered two things that fell nicely in their hatelist right now. they let the silence sit between the pair, wondering if fon heard himself when he offered them that, to go on a walk, with him no less.

"no." they replied curtly, before going back to their stack of cash, counting it one by one, only to realise that their income that month was slightly under expectations. they sighed, before turning to fon, "for around three hundred bucks," they felt there wasn't a need for them to finish their sentence, as it was more than clear for fon what comes after.

[queenharumiura]

"Haru! You weren't supposed to say anything!" Lambo-san is embarrassed now, and the only course of action is to whine about it. She wasn't supposed to say anything and Lambo-san was supposed to just tease Gokudera about him being left in the dark about what's the deal with the stickers! (ooc: am I using my own blogs to do like an omake scene? Yes)

[Unprompted ask from me to me] referring to [x]

"Ehhh? Was it supposed to be a secret? Haru didn't know." She chuckles a little bit, knowing what Lambo had in mind... but she decided it was best to simply spoil the fun for once. It was better to just be outright and honest in these matters. Don't tease someone. "Haru's sorry, Lambo-chan, but see, you made him happy by knowing what the stickers are about. Sharing the happiness is better, don't you think?"

[liecoris]

what is the first thing they notice about a stranger?

how are they around animals? do they have pets?

What is their biggest mistake? one that they look out to never do again.

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what is the first thing they notice about a stranger?

— How they carry and present themselves, how they're dressed, and overall how kempt their appearance

how are they around animals? do they have pets?

— Mukuro loves animals, and they're generally alright with her, I think because even though she's an assassin and overall an "evil" person, animals could sense that she's not as bad as she portrays herself to be. She doesn't have any pets, even though she'd like to mainly because she fears that whenever she'd leave her home to do a job she might not come back and can't deal with the thought of leaving a pet behind.

What is their biggest mistake? one that they look out to never do again.

— Her biggest mistake is not being as stubborn as she should have been back with her late fiancé, maybe if she was a bit more adamant about him staying instead of taking that job that would ultimately kill him, he'd still be around. So now Mukuro will try and be more vocal when it comes to telling someone her gut feeling.

【 things to think about for characters 】 ♡ 【 accepting 】

[whiskeysmulti]

[ 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ] : sender has just found the receiver who's been missing for weeks. ((Ooc: this... feels very on brand for Hibari to just fuck off for weeks and be found later. For... whoever you think may be more fun to write this for? Randomizer, go!))

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝:- no longer accepting!

He hadn't heard anything from the other in so long it was relieving to run into Hibari now. Tsuna had always felt a sense of comfort having the Cloud close by. Though he knew he'd probably be bitten to death, Tsuna didn't care, a friend was still a friend to him and the one thing he could never stand to lose.

His eyes lit up with excitement as he waved, eager to see, even to hug the Cloud Guardian. An eager arm waved excitedly, "Hibari-san! Welcome back! Where have you been?!"

[lured-into-wonderland]

Continued from [x] with @fightingthetides

She knew she should not have left home that night. She had been warned that there were some tensions between the gangs, but Nunnally was the one to always assume things were better than they truly were. Or at least that was her way to lie to herself that she was not a part of a dirty world, illegal business and violence that was all part of her family. So, she went out. An obvious mistake. One that might turn out deadly. Stumbling across some morons from the competing gang put her probably in more danger than she thought. But then an unknown shadow came to her rescue.

A simple word – "okay" – was difficult to understand. She was lying on the pavement in the dirt with a streak of blood going down her cheek. She had hit herself when they pushed her on the wall. ( “Okay? Is he asking if I am not hurt…?) – she thought to herself.

“I…I think I am fine. But they really scared me. I…I am not sure what they wanted from me. Thank…thank you for saving me, Mr…” – she stood up still feeling dizzy. It was a dark alley, one that perhaps she should not be in, but there was enough light to see the man’s face. He was definitely s stranger, but a stranger that was bringing familiar vibes…

“Do…do we know each other?” – she asked, but Nunnally was sure it was her imagination bringing her some delusions. After all she hit her head and was bleeding. But the images would not go away…the sounds of shooting, the cries, the chase, her accidentally getting trapped in the middle of something…something she did not understand, a threat, a lie, a note, a small bunny doll, she still had it...

“I…I know who you are! I remember you…” – she suddenly screamed. But did she remember?

“I…I am sorry…” – she instantly apologized – “I am probably wrong, but are you the one that gave me a bunny doll?”

(“oh, now he’s definitely going to think I am insane.”)

[mcmcntomorii-later]

@fightingthetides

🐱 ((OOC: tho to be fair, i'm mostly intimidated by anyone so--)) 🐱 for moderately intimidating

— that's fair!! same here tbh lol but i'm a pretty chill person, sometimes i take super long to respond to IMs but that's because i'm just super spacey or i'm playing a game and got sidetracked lol but I do welcome getting messages whenever!!!

【 how intimidating am I? 】 ♡ 【 accepting 】

[unladielike]

Haven't interacted yet, but thought I'd let him have a go at it. Anything blue is what he agrees with. Orange is something he's unsure about because that's not something he can decide for Vivian. That's on her to decide if he has good hands or a nice laugh.

(He's been told his can be obnoxious though. )

In general he's a friendly and open guy. He's confident and assertive. A bit dumb. (read: himbo)

                    ARE YOU VIVIAN'S TYPE?

For a three dimensional man, Mizumachi sure happens to be an absolute hunk. Sure, dating might be out of the question at the moment, but she will stare... very respectfully, that is.

@fightingthetides

[voraxiia]

[ check ] sender checks receiver's temperature by placing the back of their hand against receiver's forehead, trying to see if they're sick ((OOC: I haven't forgotten Rav and Luca!))

ㅤ⁺₊ ﹙ comfortable intimacy ﹚

ㅤㅤㅤugh , he felt the worst , Luca and splitting headaches and heavy limbs never sat well together , but here he was , stuck with both , curled up in the corner like a vulnerable , overdefensive animal who had no fast feet or boundless energy he could rely on today . 

ㅤㅤㅤit just felt so warm and stuffy , yet cold enough to force shudders out of him in this horrible weather , maybe he had run in the freezing rain one too many times to be let off the hook so easily this time round , groggy and slow to even perk up when Ravein approached , reaching out to place a hand against his forehead to feel the burning temperature he was having . 

ㅤㅤㅤyet it did not stop Luca from nuzzling into the cool touch , unhappiness and discomfort spilling out of him in a whimper in place of a complaint against this terrible punishment he had been dealt with for never listening to Haru’s advice about the weather , leaning his weight against Ravein as he did so .

[ukigumos]

[ WORRY ]: the sender grabs the receiver by the shoulders to take a good look at them for any sign of harm or injury. ((OOC: Let's try this one from Yams? Seems fitting ))

UKIGUMOS - »❝浮雲❞« THE SHOULDER TOUCH.

Calloused hands grabbed at his shoulders, steadying his injured body. Kyouya noted the warmth— and it was foreign, and perhaps even slightly uncomfortable for his chest area. From this angle, he could see just how long those lashes were.

"Yamamoto Takeshi."

Kyouya was fine. Or, at least he thought he was. The unknown perpetrator had already vanished, leaving him with cuts and bruises. Blood trickled down his pale skin like droplets of rain traveling down glass. They stained his dress shirt with red. Adrenaline and willpower were the only things keeping him from collapsing.

With a scowl, Kyouya nudged a tonfa against Yamamoto Takeshi's side.

"Don't touch me."

[vipermirage]

❛ relationships are built on trust, and i trust you. ❜ ((ooc: Fon 83c))

&. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. accepting

gross. mammon did, did try their best from preventing any form of negative sentiments from showing up in their head, but this is one of those times they realised that keeping thoughts out of one's own head is very much harder than they give many others credit for. turning their head back to fon, they tried their best to subdue any harsh tones, negative words, or anything of the likes.

just don't let what people say about their short fuse be right.

"trust has many meanings, fon." they started, not too bad, not too hostile. "do i trust you not to backstab me? very much yes. do i trust you to have my best interest at heart? possibly, although i don't think i can agree to your idea of what is best and what isn't. can i trust you to pay the emotional compensation fee of this conversation? very much no."

they promise, they tried their best.

@fightingthetides

[queenharumiura]

◎ - "Heeehhhh I see the way you're looking at him. Do you like it when Aho-dera wears glasses?"

Send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it’s a secret. ||Accepting|| 

Haru bolts upright at hearing the voice right next to her. She was watching as the guys were doing-- whatever it was that they were doing. Probably some boy mafia things, honestly.

It was a very rare sight, but sometimes, Gokudera brought out his glasses and Haru inadvertently started staring. It was a nice look on him. Without his glasses on, he looked like a regular punk, but WITH them on? He had the look of an intellectual (punk).

"Well... yes... I do think they look nice on hi- HAHI! LAMBO-CHAN! GET BACK HERE!" Don't say a word of this to anyone!