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shininginyourlight · 4 months
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@bellsliturgy liked for a starter!
Kiryu had insisted it was fine. A little walk, some quiet. The noise didn't often send Nishiki into a stressed out mess, but Kiryu knew how to diffuse things when it did. Some quiet time would do Nishiki some good, and hopefully come back feeling better by the time dinner was ready.
Even still, Nishiki felt guilty for leaving Kiryu and Haruka to handle the younger eight kids. Walking away, he couldn't help but wonder if he should still stay close, in case they needed the extra help. But, he would end up forcing himself to walk further down the road.
Eventually, he'd set up spot for himself on the beach not too far from the orphanage, but far enough that he couldn't easily hear the kids from where he was.
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Umbrella up, strong sun screen rubbed into his skin, and just taking in the ambient sounds of the beach, their neighborhood. Staring out into the sea, he was wondering if he was up for approaching it and getting a little wet. ...Nah. He really didn't want to bother with removing his prosthesis right now.
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sonxflight · 1 year
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♚! :>
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✧ Send me a ♚ if you like my writing ║ @bellsliturgy ✧
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prvtocol · 1 year
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@bellsliturgy ( V. ) : 🚬 - v (still with arasaka) lighting bri's cigarette uwu | misc action memes ( accepting )
A daily routine. Fifteen minute breaks between meetings in the morning, afternoon, and evening faithfully inserted into a hectic schedule. Just enough time for a jaunt down the hall and a lift up to the atrium to change the scenery, inhale more filtered oxygen, and complete a round of neuromotor relaxation exercises. Supposed to relieve stress or so says her life coach. Thankfully she has access to pharmaceuticals that work a bit better. Many employees seek the same on this level, but usually for a smoke.
Elbows lean against the glass banister, cold hands folded out front, a blank gaze peering down at the floor far below; corpos scurrying onto their next task like ants. Mind is definitely not relaxing. An offer of a cigarette from behind first turns her chin before optics give a quick scan for recognition. Bold move for a mid-tier to try and schmooze with another dept’s director. Motive is as of yet unclear but certainly there is one. “Very kind of you, but I don’t smoke.” A polite smile. Posture straightening to pin straight as she properly faces him. “You work under Jenkins, is that correct?”
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mjm5655 · 1 year
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@bellsliturgy // continued because beta broke.
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so he was somewhere in kamurocho at the very least. & by the doctor's words, he was likely around where the kazama family kept their headquarters. all had been forgiven after what majima set out to do all those years ago, as he went on a bloody rage, set on killing any that were in his path. kashiwagi almost had it with him.
as the other scolded him for smoking, majima took a look around for any no smoking signs in the clinic ... & well, there was none, this doctor dude held no grounds to tell him off for it, so he continued on, it wasn't like there was any dangerous equipment here that he could technically explode with the fumes, which the doctor so much confirmed to him.
❝ if it's not allowed, then put a bloody sign up. ❞
he didn't care if it was rude to continue smoking, but he needed this, he felt trapped in this clinic when he wanted to be out there beating a fucker's head in. he'll probably light a second one once this one ran done too ; it wasn't as if a no smoking sign would even deter him from it.
❝ man, ya heal me up, n' now ya wantin' my whole life story ... ❞
a sigh. it wasn't as if the other wanted his whole life story exactly, majima just hated personal questions like these, plus shouldn't it be obvious ? the other's worked on him, could clearly tell he's tattooed, didn't take a lot to know that meant he was likely yakuza to the other. with where this clinic was located too, the other had likely seen his fair share of yakuza coming through the doors.
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❝ i'm pretty confident ya already know i'm yakuza. how else do ya think i got stabbed ? got myself into a bit o' a fight, n' one o' my own men decided to take matters into his own hands, n' there ya go, i'm here now 'cause o' that fucker, ya gonna lemme go now ? ❞
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onimaji · 1 year
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ღ for kitsune rei and human rei? :0a
Inbox me a ‘ღ’ and I’ll rate you with the following: @bellsliturgy
kitsune ! rei
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"Hehehehee. . ."
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"Haw . . . ?"
human ! rei
Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme
this can always change, of course!
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soulgathered · 1 year
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if there is one thing hythlodaeus understands it is the painful absence of home and family - something that cannot ever be again and the gaping hole it leaves. he is not blind to the reaction solus had when they entered the reapers village. he had looked like he was searching for someone, a ghost long gone. 
with a sigh does he climb into bed, arms wrapped around solus and fingers looking for his to hold.
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“...do you want us to go back? just the two of us, leaving some flowers”
// @bellsliturgy​ .
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dcjimadragcn · 1 year
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@bellsliturgy, reijiro!
The adrenaline which had begun pumping steadily through his veins from the moment Kazama-san had been shot in the shoulder to the split-second decision to jump and crash through the closed window of a room to escape being killed to his eventual fight with that bastard, Shimano, himself, was finally beginning to slow down now that he was walking back through the territory of the Kazama Family.
However, with the wearing off of the adrenaline came the the aches, pain, and stinging sensations that he had been able to ignore when his body has basically been in Fight Mode.
Despite being an older man, Shimano still punched hard and had to be worn with some time like all of the other heavyweights he'd fought within the Tojo Clan. They hadn't gotten to where they were today by being weak.
Shit, he'd really put up a fight, too, if the pounding of his head was anything to go by.
He needed to see a doctor though, and soon...
However, seeing as doctor was usually risky if he wasn't in the right of the city, and with all the changes that had come about within the ten years he'd been locked away in prison, it was hard to say which establishments were around ... or were still safe for a yakuza to lay low even with being in the general area of Kazama Territory.
Keeping his head up and his gaze sharp, he walked tall as continued down the sidewalk, trying not to walk too quickly to alert any more attention than he usual did in his usual digs before his eyes spotted an unfamiliar clinic.
... ...
It would have to do.
Without another thought in mind, he circled the unfamiliar establishment, deciding to see if he could enter through a back entrance than the front.
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salveticn · 2 years
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@bellsliturgy​ asked : ♡ from apollo,,,,,,!
“ oh -- ?! ”   unexpected , out of the blue --- to be held so suddenly and oh so lovingly by a pair of familiar , caring arms made his heart flutter lightly within his chest , a certain warmth that elidibus could only describe as mundane lit up like a spark in his soul .   he turned his gaze , a softened smile curved his lips as he met apollo’s eyes ; he then shifted it to the arms wrapped around himself and convinced his slender arms to return the gesture , lithe hands clutching fondly , yet feebly , at the hems of the other’s robe .
the gesture itself caught him off-guard , yes , but it also came in a moment in which elidibus felt as though he NEEDED it , though unsure why . it felt good , it felt right .   his colorless soul pulsated weakly as a tranquil sensation rested in his heart . he exhaled peacefully and closed his eyes for just one second , stifling a soft squeal .
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“ alright ! ”   he exclaimed suddenly , giving apollo a gentle --- yet firm ! --- squeeze before pulling himself away .   and   ( believe you me )   it wasn’t easy , for his heart wished to nestle itself in the embrace a little longer . who cared if it lasted an eternity and a day ? his subconscious did , apparently .   “ i will not ask what it was for , but ... ”   ah , he could hardly even process words , his cheeks had begun flushing a warmer hue .   “ eh ... hmm ... d-do you need anything in particular , apollo ? ”
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“he’d walk in, slouching and all and then start lecturing us” amaya pauses before imitating a certain ascian’s walk and scowl and adding in a rather dramatic voice “‘oh woe me, I did not find out you people are gathering here so I had to teleport up the stairs! my poor, poor old body!’“ yes, that seemed quite accurate to their memories of emet-selch ( he did want them to remember, right? ) “so you see, this is why tataru and I are so concerned about your posture.”
// @bellsliturgy​ .
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sinnersalvation · 4 months
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"Alessa..."
What a way to make a horrible first impression. ...But to Claudia, Heather Mason will always be Alessa.
How could she forget the girl she held so dear to her heart? Sometimes, the memories of her are all that she has to keep her going. In that sense... it's horribly ironic, the fate that was written for them - the things Claudia did to hurt her can never be forgiven.
She seeks not forgiveness. But that doesn't mean she doesn't want it. ...However, servants of God must make sacrifices, and people do not always get what they want.
"I see you've made a new start for yourself." Distantly, Claudia realizes what a huge mistake she's made, just uttering that name. Perhaps Alessa may not even have recognized her otherwise, in this new, younger body - and perhaps now she's sealed her own fate, and Alessa will take her life where she stands. Who can say?
"...As have I. Although I doubt you were ever expecting to see me again."
@bellsliturgy ( starter for heather! )
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shininginyourlight · 1 year
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The unpredictability of Johnny’s mood swings had been commonplace back in 2023. In V’s head, though, he’d been strangely calm since that first initial dose of blockers. Nothing had set him off into a rage like that first one, or anything even close to it. He’d been snarky, or even downright jovial. Bored, annoyed. He hadn’t had a reason to get pissy since they’d decided to work together on all of this.
Today, though, V woke up to Johnny fuming with rage. For now, it didn’t seem like it’d been for much of any reason whatsoever. They didn’t exactly purposefully go snooping through each other’s thoughts, after all. So for now, there he was. In the back of V’s head, a cloud of rage swirling around them like a rain cloud.
“This place is such a fucking shit hole,” Johnny would finally utter after an hour or so of silence. “With how much this place has changed, it’s fucking infuriating to see how much it really hasn’t.
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ichihero · 5 months
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"nice bat," heather speaks up from behind the man. she's clearly a foreigner with a fluent grasp on japanese, but the slightest twinge of an accent rings in her lilting pronunciation, "are you the kind of guy who does good with it? or evil?" (from heather >:3c)
& @bellsliturgy ! Random encounter: YOUNG VETERAN OF HORROR
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❝ You like it? It's a hero bat. ❞ Well, a self-proclaimed hero bat, to be more exact. With a few more upgrades it's going to look even better, but Ichiban still has to gather some materials for that. Money, too. It's a work in progress. He turns around to take a better look at the stranger speaking to him, but he doesn't expect a foreigner. The words that follow perplex him even further. ❝ Evil? No, no, no, you got it all wrong. The hero is the good guy, no evil-doing here. Not on my watch, at least. ❞
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prvtocol · 1 year
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@bellsliturgy : i got bored one day and i put everything on a bagel. everything. (bri witnessing v become unhinged post-arasaka in real time) | everything everywhere all at once. ( selectively accepting!! )
The kitchen table is set with crisp white linen napkins, polished silverware, white porcelain teacups and saucers, a pot of brewed black tea, and a plate of freshly baked scones accompanied by clotted cream and strawberry jam. Serving one to her former coworker, Brianne offers a brief explanation of what she deems the correct layering of the two (clotted cream followed by jam). It sets V on a tangent, revealing that off-contract boredom (and unsettledness) got them reeling. 
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“Well, at least you’re eating.” The brightness in her voice is not without an undercurrent of the care she is known for. It’s been a few weeks since their last meeting and those weeks appear to have at least ushered some rest. Less sickly, less disheveled in dress, and modicum of steadfastness in the upkeep of his spine, but that’s not to say there isn’t a lingering shadow of hopelessness about him.
There is much she would ask as an update — Have you found a place to settle? Thought of work? Told your father? But the role of a listener is much kinder and perhaps more needed right now. “Well go on.” Placing a dollop of cream on her halved scone, Brianne encourages V to do the same. “And then you can tell me all about what works and doesn’t work on a bagel.”
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mjm5655 · 1 year
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if @cogiita adopts all of @bellsliturgy does that mean saejima, & yasuko become his children ?
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onimaji · 1 year
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On the ground below him, at his feet, was a single, unwrapped snack that a line of black ants were steadily marching towards.
". . . Haw?"
Lone eye peering up from the disappointing sight, the Oni stared for a moment at the Kitsune before shrugging his shoulders and settling back into a much more relaxed sitting position.
"Nah, I'll buy another one later, I guess. How'd ya find me? Have y' eye on me or somethin'?" / @bellsliturgy.
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soulgathered · 2 years
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sorry hermes but meteion is his kid now. he is taking full custody of her.....
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