[sasu-babu]:
"S-Shut up will you."
Turning quickly to stare at his partner, his gaze more heavy than usual.
[ severedbond ]
❝It's been such a long time...! I strongly hope I'm not a stranger. ❞
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me on a spanish test: cómo se llama, bonita, mi casa, shakira shakira
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LOOK AT HIM
[Text] Are you seriously standing me up or are you really that late?
Text Prompts
[Text]: Sasuke! I’m so sorry! I’m stuck in traffic and someone just tried to shoot one of the train passengers! The co ps are her eand everyone is panicking! A lot of people ate trying to leave and it’s harbinger for me to type! Please wait just a little longer? I promise I’ll be there in a feet minutes!
[ severedbond ]
If When IchiRuki beomes canon, I'll look forward to this! | Source
*heavy breathing*
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rachnera
Text Prompts
[Text] I'm sorry, okay? An apology is what you wanted, right?
[Text] This is going to sound a little strange, but what's the best way to get blood stains out of clothes?
[Text] We need to talk. Call me.
[Text] Can you come pick me up? May have been drinking and may have also punched out a guy for talking shit.
[Text] I know it's late. Come meet me at the beach.
[Text] Where do you hide your spare key?
[Text] Are you seriously standing me up or are you really that late?
[Text] Help, I'm alone in a crowd and trying to look cool by texting you.
[Text] Wanna go on a coffee run for me?
[Text] I am never drinking that much again.
[Text] I'm pretty sure I left my underwear at your place.
[Text] I... think you sent that to the wrong person.
[Text] Shit, don't open that. I sent that to the wrong person.
[Text] Give me one more chance.
[Text] Come get Taco Bell with me. No, I don't care that it's three in the morning, I'm already outside your place.
[Text] Where are you? And why do you never tell me where you're going?
[Text] Saw VII or Paranormal Activity 4?
[Text] Report to my bedroom immediately for snuggles.
[Text] I need bail money.
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He clings to his hate so stubbornly, because once the hate is gone he’ll have no other choice but to deal with his pain.
(via pxrcelaintosteel)
This is a PSA to ANY of my followers.
TAG ME IN STUFF.
YOU’RE NOT ANNOYING ME.
SEEING STUFF IN MY TAG.
MAKES MY DAY.
LIKE SERIOUSLY.
YOU THOUGHT OF ME.
YOU INCLUDED ME IN YOUR POST.
YOU WANTED ME TO SEE SOMETHING.
BLESS YOUR SWEET SOUL.
BLESS.
YOUR.
SOUL.
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I got tagged by rhiichancellor
List 5 facts about the mun and then tag 10 followers/new followers.
- I love linguistics
and Ichigo Kurosaki {lemme just get that out of the way}! - I am still in my senior year of an exclusive CP high school, though I'm taking many college courses.
- I want to go to UC Berkeley and get two majors and a minor.
- I love travelling the world and meeting new people, and my career will be purely based off of this.
- I am half Chinese and a ton of European nationalities.
Tagging: hhhhhh freestxle / asami-h / severedbond / aquadruple / masrur-general / addictedinformant
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⊰♒⊱ - - - what a waste.
he watched with what may have been genuine upset as the store employee went about mopping up the mess. fish oil and bits of mackerel were scattered — strewn across the once clean tile. there were even specks plastered to the faces of other products on low lying shelves. but most of all…
on him. his shirt was ruined — it would likely stain now. and his trousers were a mess. his shoes hardly faired any better. there was some on her too but, not nearly enough to do any damage. but even in the wake of all this haruka declined.
"forget about it." he urged. "it’s not important."
his hands went to his own shirt — and in a few practiced motions his torso was bare. next were his trousers. with two deft flicks of the wrist, they were sliding down his legs. and beneath them — the familiar black and purple of his jammers.
"watch where you’re walking."
with his shirt and trousers slung over his forearm haruka turned to leave — before the nearest employee could scold him for undressing within the store. makoto would have likely thrown a fit. had he been there, of course.
--[ freestxle ]
Before she even had a chance to stop what was going on, it had already happened. Here this guy was, in a public shop, in front of a dozen others... and naked, save for his boxers, or whatever it was -- she dared not look for fear of her virgin eyes being scorched to a crisp.
A shrill shriek left her lips as she ripped her gaze away entirely, trying to focus on anything other than him. Instead, she found her eyes settled on a high shelf adjacent to her person, on a bag of extra cheesy cheese puffs that were marked down twenty percent for a sale. Mind racing, she tried to think of anything at all that would stop him from walking out that door as he was, only to be arrested in a few minutes for indecent exposure. But what could she do?! She didn't have any clo--
Her eyes snapped to the bag at her hip, and as soon as she could get her body to respond, she yanked open the zipper to display the contents inside. Today, she'd had gym. And thankfully enough, she hadn't done very much exercise at all. Reaching for the over-sized clothing, which would probably just be a tad too small for him, she turned to stop him before he was out the door. Not quite shoving the clothing toward him, but not being willy-nilly about the action either, she pushed it into his arms, keeping her eyes trained on his face.
❝ Please use this! ❞