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"What do you want? Weed." (Independent multi-ship role-play blog for Takeru Totsuka from Kamigami no asobi. Feel free to come and say hi! ^^ I don't bite~ Track tag is godlyseaweedhead)
M!A: Deadly Insomniac, Muse cannot sleep until September 5th
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"Loki did...what...?" Cue the dark kings aura-
- Loki’s reaction when he touched Yui’s boob for the first time -
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The gods smile remained, as he returned the boy's embrace. He truly did care for him... and wanted to protect him no matter what- thus- he put those feelings into a physical item. The bracelet. There was no way... he'd let anything happen to him.
"I love you to, Blythe."
He looked I to the box and his eyes widened a bit. He was captivated by the way the gems gleaned. Looking up at Takeru his eyes filled with tears. “Takeru…” He threw his arms around him. “Thank you, for always looking out for me. I love you. I promise I’ll always wear it.”
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Inside the box, there appeared to be a tan wool woven bracelet with odd green gems woven into the fibers. They were small, and from a distance it looked almost like the gleam that is created when sunlight hits sea water.
"It's a protectant charm. Until we find a way to extend your life... I want you to wear that- it'll keep you safe in the event your life is at stake." He explained, taking the bracelet from him and securing it around his wrist for him.
He smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips, blushing bright. “Y-Yeah, it is. But either way, you’re all I could ever ask for.” Besides he was spoiled rotten by his parents and the servants. There wasn’t anything material he wanted or needed.
Nodding, the teen pulled away and took the box, opening it and peering inside curiously. He wondered what sort do gift a god would give him.
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"Yeah..." A small smile spread across the gods face. "It's the right thing to do, though." ...It was the right thing to do with humans- right- right?
"...Anyway- go ahead and open it."
Happy Birthday Blythe! || Closed
”I know it’s a little late…but…” The sea god held a small box out to the boy as he stood their. Awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn’t used to this kind of thing…
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Happy Birthday Blythe! || Closed
"I know it's a little late...but..." The sea god held a small box out to the boy as he stood their. Awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't used to this kind of thing...
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holy shit, japanese vines REALLY are next level
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She's been reading up on mythology again, and kind of just sits there, starring at him.
"W-what...?" She was giving him a strange look...
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Send ѻ and our muses will be handcuffed together, but the cuffs won't come off!
How do they handle this predicament?
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Title: The Miniature Garden’s Summer Dream
Artist: Kuromura Moto
Scans: Mitsu
Translation/Edited/Typeset: Spicy Diamond
With special thanks to kind—dead—corpses who helped QC and listened to me bitch about Gimp.
Longer than your average post so get it here:
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Kamigami family..please listen
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~Lurking~
Imma be lurking cause I need to finish Tokyo Ghoul AND I"VE BEEN PROCRASTINATING IT- C R I E S
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✦ / ✧
LSJDNFKJSNDFJSNDFSF WHY-? I CAN SEE THE HEDGEHOG BUT WHYE ME TO? ;_;
"...What?"
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Send a ✦ if you'd date the muse, Send a ✧ if you'd date the mun
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Tsukito put a hand on the person's shoulder, pulling them away from Takeru. "Please refrain from calling Takeru Totsuka a monster." He said, standing between Takeru and the insulter.
"Nii... It's alright. Their not worth it." Turning away from the stranger. The deity shoved his hands in his pockets, and merely started to walk away.
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