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Life, or death?

Yin, or yang?

Fire, or water?

Creation..? or destruction?

((Welcome to Sei's blog~))

((Mun is of legal age, and willing to try her hand at rping anything, and so far has no specific rules))

wendythesurvivor:

becauseimrichandican:

I Swear This Is An RP Blog: A Musical 

Featuring such hits as

  • Maybe I’ll RP Today and its reprise No Wait Nevermind
  • What Was The Plot of This RP Again?
  • Fuck My Partner Deleted Their Blog

And the ever classic

  • I’m a Lazy Bastard

Starring everyone’s favourite 

  •  Nobody’s replied and its reprise Fuck everyone’s replied

gay-of-demonic-charm:

No but

Sei being super dominant when Mizuki stays at work late for a few days and Sei suddenly grabbing Mizuki as he walks through the door and taking him by surprise so he’s like “princess I’m sorry I jus-” but Sei shuts him up with a kiss and then, in a low predatorial voice Mizuki has never…


After Clear was taken away, I would frequently see him in my sleep. The dream was always the same - an ethereal scape similar to what I once saw inside his mind, the song he used to sing for me faintly echoing from an infinite distance. He would stand from afar with a flower crown on his head, looking my way ever so tenderly with his crystal ruby eyes. But the moment I tried to reach out for him, his porcelain skin would start to shred, under which revealing not wires and metal parts but plant roots and vines. 
Clear would then walk towards me, his limbs and body slowly falling apart with every step taken. As his feet crumbled, he plucked a white magnolia sprouting from his then exposed chest. Amidst my mute, desperate cry for him to stop, he would draw the hand holding that flower towards me. The last thing I remembered before waking up every time with burning tears in my eyes was Clear’s soft, gentle whisper that sounded like a fading memory from so long ago.
"Don’t cry, Aoba-san."  

After Clear was taken away, I would frequently see him in my sleep. The dream was always the same - an ethereal scape similar to what I once saw inside his mind, the song he used to sing for me faintly echoing from an infinite distance. He would stand from afar with a flower crown on his head, looking my way ever so tenderly with his crystal ruby eyes. But the moment I tried to reach out for him, his porcelain skin would start to shred, under which revealing not wires and metal parts but plant roots and vines.

Clear would then walk towards me, his limbs and body slowly falling apart with every step taken. As his feet crumbled, he plucked a white magnolia sprouting from his then exposed chest. Amidst my mute, desperate cry for him to stop, he would draw the hand holding that flower towards me. The last thing I remembered before waking up every time with burning tears in my eyes was Clear’s soft, gentle whisper that sounded like a fading memory from so long ago.

"Don’t cry, Aoba-san."  

epsee:

tween idle

dokuirezumi:

dyerdexter:

Ryuuhou and kid!Koujaku collab piece with akaneallupinyogrill.
My coloring, Mako’s drawing. 

Causal reminder: No one but me can use Ryuuhou in this picture as an icon as permission given by aikyoaka. Thank you.

dokuirezumi:

dyerdexter:

Ryuuhou and kid!Koujaku collab piece with akaneallupinyogrill.

My coloring, Mako’s drawing. 

Causal reminder: No one but me can use Ryuuhou in this picture as an icon as permission given by aikyoaka. Thank you.

askbox-dares:

(ノ⊙ヮ⊙)ノ — SENPAI

(ノ◕‿◕)ノ— I love your blog

(●﹏●✿) — I don’t talk to you, but stalk enjoying your blog from a distance

( ╹◡╹) — Want to be friends

(¬_¬) — Hate/Jealous of you/blog

(✖╭╮✖) — Dead to me

(≧▽≦) — You give me feels

(●ω●✿) — A starter, maybe?

morphinephoenix replied to your post “Three people Sei wants to bang other than Aoba (cuz we already know that)”

*goes bright red*

"M-Mizuki! It..it isn’t what- I mean, I- um…"