horny reblogs, guitar erections and chill conversation. 🤙🏻
is that what my legacy is going to be like? 😂
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2.Can you do a handstand?
No...Sadly.
8. How many capital cities have you been to?
Uhm...Only two that I can remember.
12. A country you have no interest in visiting?
North Korea. I’m too much of a loud mouth so my ass would totally end up dead. Or in a prison camp.
18. How many languages can you count to ten in?
Uhm...Five? At least five.
23. Most common lie you tell?
Oh this is a rude one. The most common though is one I tell my family, and that it’s that Aleksi’s biological father is Japanese. They seem to take that easier than if I was to tell them he’s actually half Chinese. My family can be kind of shit.
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⚅ — @tokyowilderness asked: — ⚅
⚅ — A wild enby gremlin and their plush sidekick have appeared!
They're on the search for unexposed T O E S. — ⚅
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Hanekoma hides behind his counter and glares at them coldly. He's not going to play around today, and he certainly isn't going to change his shoes.
"Bite me, you little shit, and I'm gonna veto your chances at bein' Composer. And you, young lady, don't do crimes. Be good so I don't gotta worry aboutcha, a'ight?"
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Oh, the plushie is wielding the knife now. That’s kind of horrifying, especially since he’s seen it take down his prized knife roomba.
But it’s fine, how tough can a plush cat really be? Joshua lifts his hand and fires a beam of energy at Mr. Mew.
“You should know better than to pick a fight with a Composer, little kitty.”
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I have Miku and Mr. Mew to offer
incorrect quotes!
one:
Joshua: Miku...
Miku: Oh no, 'Miku' in b-flat.
Miku: You're disappointed.
two:
Joshua: *Gets down on one knee*
Mr. Mew: Oh my god, it’s finally happening.
Joshua: *Falls over*
Mr. Mew: The poison is kicking in.
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@tokyowilderness asked: 📖 *loudly ahems and looks at Twig + that one masked thief idea you had*
OMG YES!!!!
The idea comes from this quiz result! And this is going under a cut because this got pretty long.
Neku never really wanted to go to the ball. It sounded like it would be pretentious and stuffy and have far too many people for his liking. But as a top student studying magic in the capital, he received an invitation, so he found himself there anyway. No sooner had he stepped foot inside the palace than a mysterious figure, dressed in all black and hidden behind a mask, was bowing and leading him onto the dance floor. They danced one song together before he found his hand empty once more, his partner gone as quickly as they’d arrived.
The rest of the night was as miserable as he’d expected. He tried to avoid the crowds, wandering deeper into the palace, where the lights were low and he was alone with the paintings of long-dead nobility. It was there that he encountered his dance partner once more; they ran into him in their hurry, and as their sack clattered to the stone floor, he caught a glimpse of the crown jewels glittering in the candlelight.
They raised a finger to the lips of their mask as they recollected their spoils before disappearing back into the dark.
Afterward, Neku returned to his life, the only evidence of what he’d witnessed the obsidian and gold bangle he now always wore around his wrist and a thank-you note that he’d quickly burned. Why would he tell on them when that was the most exciting thing that had every happened to him? When they were the most interesting person he’d ever met, despite not having spoken a single word to him?
That’s why he wasn’t alarmed when he came back from classes one night to find them in his room, rummaging through his belongings. He knew it was them by the mask, though their clothes were much worse for wear. What had happened with the crown jewels they’d stolen--surely, they must be set for life, right? But here they were, disheveled and in his room, possibly because they knew he wouldn’t tell, possibly because they had nowhere else to go. But then they spoke for the first time, telling him about an ancient palace full of riches and magic, haunted by the vengeful spirits of its old inhabitants and rigged with traps to deter intruders. But what are some traps to a thief who had slipped the crown jewels out of the palace during the busiest night of the year?
When they asked him if he wanted to come along, Neku didn’t even hesitate. He’d always wanted adventure, something more than the mundanity of his life and the dull people who filled it--and, for the first time in years, he found himself interested in a person, as well.
So he said yes.
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@tokyowild EXCUSE ME
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@tokyowilderness you better watch out, you better watch out, you better watch out--
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Moving blogs!
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I felt that it was time to get a new blog for myself combining all my muses.
With this, I am moving to @tokyowilderness!
I ask that you give me a follow there as I set it up, and any threads you wish to continue can be taken there!
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@tokyowild took this picture.
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hot or not: wasabi
Hot. Literally. 😂
Thank you ✨
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Let me assign you a love language 🖤
a story that ends in blood
The world has always been unkind, and when you have turned to yourself for comfort you have come face to face with an empty pit which seems to be laughing. You don’t care if it kills you but once you find someone whom you love and who loves you back, you will make sure nothing happens to them. They are yours. You will make a tear in this world and create a new place for you and your love if it comes to that. Because it has always been about love, and it is how it always ends.
Tagged by: @tokyowild
Tagging: @xaa-haru @mizuki-sadie @yurei-yukio @piouspravitas @butterflyheartflutter
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⚅ — @tokyowilderness asked: — ⚅
⚅ —"I've been feeling out of place ever since I've been stuck here."
Twig is usually more of a silent type when it comes to her problems, often times even forgetting her own. But this time was an exception. So much of it seemed to be bottled up inside, and when she was pulled over to talk she seemed to break down within 2 minutes of it. "I don't feel like I'm me. I know this isn't me, and I wish it wasn't me forever. Sometimes I even forget who I am, sometimes I feel like the pain is all I am anymore. And I don't want to do any of this anymore.
I just want to be done. I’m tired. I’m so, so fucking tired."
〚Twig debut time :D Bolded the prompts I chose, GF helped me a bunch and I appreciate her for that〛— ⚅
Prompts for the Heavy Hearted
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Hanekoma watched her with a careful gaze, and he didn't start speaking until he was sure Twig was finished. "You've had a rough ride of it, haven't ya? Carrying all that on your shoulders... It can be difficult, and without someone to talk to... Well, you see the result, yeah? So, talk to me, boss. How did ya get in this position to begin with? What's gotcha feelin' so outta sorts?"
He got to work making up a cup of tea. A milky tea with a chamomile base, something soft and soothing to help her ease into a more comfortable feeling. Talking about one's emotional crisis was never easy or fun, but having a warm drink could often make things a little easier.
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*chanting* Stab the plush, stab the plush, stab the plush! (Mr. Mew)
Send 🗡to be stabbed by the muse
Mr. Mew is a very strange plush. Joshua's not even sure if it can actually die, so he takes a knife and stabs it into Mr. Mew's chest just to see what will happen.
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@tokyowilderness asked: * i hope hell is nice and warm when we get there.〚Coco time〛
Joshua giggles. “Sounds cozy!”
“Just remember to save me a good seat, mmkay?”
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@tokyowild u lil shit u could have just picked a couple kasjdksdj
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