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#Maybe I'll fix up this blog and make things more aesthetically pleasing. I miss my sweet cheese. He keeps calling for me... I can feel it.#❝ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰! ╏ ooc. ╏
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THIS COULD BE US... if you're in the market for a best friend in the form of a rough 'n tumble pirate with a heart of gold who may or may not also steal things from you. Give this post a like or reblog, and you, too, have the chance of being recruited to our crew!
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Well hi there! After ACCIDENTALLY deleting my original blog, we've finally returned to commit — I MEAN, SOLVE — more crimes. So be sure to hit that like or reblog button if you're interested in interacting with Persona 4's Tohru Adachi!! ✨
#hihi I know I've been dead here (and everywhere else) but I finally re-made Adachi so I'mma hang out with him for the time being ~#<3 <3 <3#❝ ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫... ╏ promos. ╏
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I've seen this going around, so I made V and me. hehehe.
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@cxrnxticn says...
[ fix ] mari treats v’s injury <3
A wound as tiny and insignificant as a mere papercut doesn't warrant such delicate care; and still, try as V might to protest, pull his injured hand from Mariko's own petite and worrisome pair, he's unable to do much but stare, and quietly so at that. Of course, the cut hadn't come without pain — it'd been met with a reaction typical of anyone who'd fallen victim to a most unfortunate slice of the skin via a sheet of paper. A pained little gasp, the quick shake of his hand soon following to ease the shock of it all...
Indeed, V would've left the accident at that, if not for his present company being so quick to take note of his injury. Just a mere papercut... and still, crimson seeps from the cut to stain his otherwise pale digits, and perhaps more upsetting, the pages of the book settled in his lap. It's a disappointing sight to see, and he makes that known with an irritated huff; but, with help on the way, he sooner takes comfort in Mariko's care.
"Oh? I see you came prepared..." He greets the sight of a bandage procured from what appears to be some sort of miniature first aid kit in her possession with an amused smirk. "This sort of thing often happens to you, too, hmm?" It comes with the territory of being a bookworm, he supposes. Once she's finished patching him up, he places his hands over hers, holding her there a moment as he offers her a grateful pat.
"For the record, I think you make an excellent nurse. You have my thanks."
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V told Dante “i’m baby” and this is how you carry babies
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"Ah... How unfortunate indeed," Time acts as his enemy, and what's even more unfortunate for him, is that he can't afford to let it continue to pass him by like this. There follows a disappointed 'tsk' of his tongue. It can't be helped, now, can it?
"Perhaps you`re right..."
"So long as you don`t mind our company, I`m not opposed to joining your journey."
“Directions…? Are you lost? Unfortunately I can’t help you much because… W-Well, I’m lost as well… I’m a tourist, you see.” Sarika turned around, her backpack hanging by one strap over her shoulder. “I was looking for the same place as well, actually - Perhaps we could look around together? I’m sure our combined efforts will get us there in no time.”
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To become so engrossed in the words before her, so easily lost in a daydream regardless of her far humbler surroundings — for a moment, he feels like he's looking into a mirror, unable to count on all fingers the amount of times he's done the same. He suppresses a chuckle, not helping but find amusement in her response. Ultimately, V settles with a polite smile. "Ah... You must be referring to our special for the day."
At least she has a little something for him to go off of.
"A slice of our raspberry cheesecake paired with a bold, black tea to compliment the dessert`s sweetness — Darjeeling is a good choice. Yes, I`m partial to that myself." Seeing that she's decided to abandon her menu already, he brings it close to his chest after reaching forth with a careful step forward. With this, he sneaks another glance towards the open pages of her book... So, she's a mutual fan of poetry. Interesting.
"If that`s not to your liking, I can certainly offer you something different."
Mariko's feet swung gleefully under the table as she got lost in the wonderful world of Wordsworth. She made sure to dress up extra nice for the occasion, hair done up in a bow, peachy floral tea dress with chocolate-brown Mary Janes. Being in a delightful place with a delightful book was her idea of paradise, and she couldn't ask for anything more. Well, save for something to satiate her sweet tooth, along with a cup of tea. She had her order in mind but that didn't last long as her thoughts drifted to the soulful words written on the pages in front of her.
That was why she was startled when her attention was called by a familiar voice. Where did he come from?!
"Oh! Sorry, I uh got a little sidetracked. I think I know what I want..." She picked up the menu and scanned all over, blinking cluelessly as she tried to recall her chosen order. Oh no... "I think it was a cheesecake of sorts but I dunno... What was it again...?"
Her mutterings grew anxious as the seconds passed, and in the end, she dropped the menu on the table before slumping over, and gazing up at the man with a shrug.
"Got any recommendations?"
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V …彼が笑顔で感想を話した ☺️
↳ : デビル メイ クライ DEVIL MAY CRY 5
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Shoutout to V for being a polite gentleman but still remains unwavering when it comes to roasting you to hell in the same breath, if need be.
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😘😭😫my poor baby…
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@cxrnxticn ♥'d!
"Pardon me... I don`t mean to interrupt you," While he stands beside the seated woman now, it's all too tempting for his own eyes to become lost in the book that's lain open on her table. Tempting, too, to ask what she's decided to read this time around. The fellow bookworm has long since garnered his attention, ever since he spotted her during what he presumes was her very first visit to this cozy little hole in the wall —
But, he doesn't want to be rude. Just as his semi - formal attire suggests (complete with a neatly ironed button down and slacks, tie, and of course his apron), there's no room to doubt how seriously he takes his work. And so, he'll save his curiosity for later.
"Have you decided on what you`d like to order?"
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V… ~雅やかな男 🌹
↳ : Secret Taunt “Ex Provocation” of V. This taunt cost 3 million orbs, but it’s worth it. To see his elegant dance, warm my heart so much~ I love you “Vergil” and I love your smooth underarm.
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word prompts compilation
complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME
ADD ++ FOR REVERSE
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention
[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine
[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning
[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
[ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine
[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room
[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer
[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s
[ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying
[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food
[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine
[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance
[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine
[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring
[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually
[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support
[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm
[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand
[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine
[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap
[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away
[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours
[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare
[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger
[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye
[ secrets ] my muse sharing/confiding a secret
[ bloody ] for your muse coming to my muse with blood stains
[ drunk ] your muse takes care of my very drunk muse
[ bed ] my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before
[ scream ] my muse hears your muse scream and runs to them
[ trail ] my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scars, asking them about it
[ piggyback ] my muse gives yours a piggyback ride
[ jump ] my muse holding yours up by their thighs
[ carry ] my muse carries your muse to their house
[ lighter ] my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette
[ shot ] my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses for aid
[ wound ] my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten
[ fight ] my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else
[ arrest ] your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs
[ hospital ] my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened
[ betrayal ] my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them and confronts them about it
[ nude ] my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked
[ karaoke ] for our muses to sing together
[ wet ] your muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for my muse to join them
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower
[ gift ] for my muse to surprise your muse with a gift
[ homemade gift ] for my muse to make your muse a gift
[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )
[ serenade ] for my muse to sing to your muse
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose
[ date ] for my muse to ask your muse to go on a date
[ confess ] for my muse to confess their feelings to your muse
[ sleepy ] for my muse to slowly fall alseep on your muse
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(๑꒪▿꒪)*
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@nexarerum says...
“ you’re a work of art. ” uwu
"A work of art? Me...?"
For all the things that make him whole, he still remains incomplete; much like a puzzle with half its pieces missing, and with little hope to be found. This is an undeniable fact, and one in which V himself will continue to use as an excuse to brush off sentiments like these. Perhaps now is just different, as he's bathed in moonlight, in a moment of respite, able to relax his otherwise tense muscles upon a feathery bed for some rest.
Here he'd been under the impression that showing himself in a state so vulnerable would turn her away; that his decaying body would, at the very least, concern her, if not disgust her in a way. And still, she's here admiring him like he truly is a work of art.
He ponders his choice of words quietly, gaze held onto his own outstretched hand. Considering his pallid skin has already begun to crack and crumble, he thinks he's more like an old, weathered painting from centuries prior that'd been left unfinished.
"I`m amazed you find beauty in someone like myself. I`m nothing special, really... After all, I`m but a shadow of my former self... Burdened with flesh and bones that will never cease to betray me. Not `til death. I`m nothing compared to the likes of you, Gabriella."
"Are you sure I`m worthy of such kind words...?"
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If his feathered companion happened to be around, he'd surely have a few things to say about this stranger. V himself stares back at the awestruck individual with a rather blank, unfeeling expression. It's just his luck that the help he'd quietly been wishing for is coming to him in the form of childlike wonderment. He breathes a particularly heavy sigh. "I`m afraid not," He dips his head down, partly out of embarrassment (what with being stared at so intensely; feeling his outward symptoms are being scrutinized), and partly out of providing himself some comfort from the sudden onset of dizziness —
"I suppose I..." I'm not used to this body just yet. "Well, quite frankly, I`m a bit famished. It`s been a while since I`ve last eaten... Since before yesterday, I believe?"
"WHOOOOAAA-" don't mind him! Or do, because he's ogling you. Well, specifically your tats. He came right on up to you from behind implying he had seen you hobbling around earlier but had realized too late that the incredible array of ink awash your tired, aching body was incredible! Expression beaming, Eve's bright red eyes were like fresh cherries and the tinge to his cheeks just as rosy. He grinned widely. "You look sick! I mean- you also kinda do look like shit. Are you okay?"
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