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jxsticeprxvailed said:  @ all your muses, what is their fondest memories?

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Fondest memory? "Hm." Curls tugged at the corners of Sae's lips. That question brought back a FLOOD of happy memories, from the time before father ended up being KILLED IN ACTION. A time when she still let herself LOVE. A time where the crushing reality of this CRUEL & UNJUST WORLD came crashing in on Sae's already far too mature life. Letting a few seconds of MELANCHOLIC NOSTALGIA tick by, Sae finally replied with the one at the very forefront of her mind. "That would have to be the day Dad got Makoto her BELOVED Buchimaru-kun..." In a world of complicated ideas and complex emotion, that remained the SIMPLEST THING she'd ever witnessed. A broke father. Going above and beyond. To get his daughter. The one thing. She needed. To survive everything life had to offer... That had heard been the CORE ROOT of everything Sae had done since dinner father's passing in the line of duty. Oh, how far this OVERBEARING, OVERWHELMING world had derailed Sae... "You know I'd never seen someone light up more than when I saw dad get I that pencil case..." Still hadn't seen a moment and more MAGICAL -- And she lived as an arbiter that EXECUTED & LOCKED AWAY the worst nightmares of a TRAUMA-RIDDEN WORLD. Honestly, that may just have been the start of her PSYCHOPATHIC ADORATION of Makoto Niijima.

"My... Fondest memory?" Consider Weiss DUMBFOUNDED. "Why in the world would you ever care about that?" Seriously!! Had perplexed brows knitted together like NEVER before. The Schnee heiress prides herself on TALENT & INTELLECT. (After all it was the only thing her father AT ALL respected, and beneath false bravado lay an INSECURE BITCH.) "Then again..." Lips became a thin line, and then a POUT... Cold azure seas mellowing out into something SAD. "I... Don't really know the answer to that question..." Speaking of sad... That tone in her voice proved RARE... Maybe even NEW. "PTSD robbed me of a lot of my childhood..." An alcoholic mother, exigent sister, bully brother, hyper abusive FACE-SCARRING father, and a terrorist cell intent on tearing them all away from her -- YEAH, NO WONDER... “I assume it had something to do with Winter or Mother, or maybe even my Grandfather before he passed away...” They’d always been the CLOSEST TO COMFORT Weiss had ever come. “But like I said, I really couldn’t tell you for sure...” Balled up fists, folding arms, body twisting away -- HEAD HUNG LOW. “I...” Voice quivered and tears began to build up in those storm-blue hues. “I think I need to be alone for a while... Could you give me a minute?” When was the last time Weiss Schnee was TRULY HAPPY? Had she ever been? Honestly... She couldn’t say for sure...

Well, Natsuki had a very SHALLOW pool of experiences to choose, given how little REAL HAPPINESS she counted within her life. Thankfully, due to a... CERTAIN SOMEONE... Those few experiences within her HAPPY POOL were enriched beyond imagination and filled with such a DEEP SENSE OF JOY. “Oh, that’s EASY.” Though if you’d asked her a few months ago, or if the two seniors were MID-FIGHT, well... She might just have given you a DIFFERENT ANSWER. “It’s gotta be when Makoto found my secret stash of PARFAIT GIRLS.” Tinsy-winsy frame had wired itself up on discovery -- So expectant of the fall was Natsuki. So sure that Niijima would insult her things -- Call her CHILDISH, WASTEFUL, IMMATURE, STUPID, just like everyone else did. But, much to Natsuki’s surprise, that HADN’T happened as Makoto shared some manga from her OWN Guilty Secret before going in depth with Parfait Girls and even springboarding from THAT into asking Natsuki to BAKE for her. MOVE OVER CLOUD NINE -- NATSUKI’S RIDING CLOUD ELEVEN. “I’ve just honestly never felt more PROUD & VALIDATED in my things... And that’s probably when I let my guard down the most...” A DREADED PROSPECT IN & OF ITSELF -- Especially with the student council president inquiring about Natsuki’s father who remained a very REAL impending doom for BOTH OF THEM. “I have a lot I’m scared of... And sharing my things used to be even scarier than facing Papa when he came home drunk...” Just to put into perspective how important such a revelation was. “Maybe one day I can share my POETRY with her, too...

Reclined against the bed, one hand behind her head, the other flinging knives AIMLESSLY against the wall opposite. Well, not ENTIRELY aimless. After all, said wall DID hang the pictures of the very people who killed Akaguro Chizome. As the only human to EVER make her feel half-way normal regarding her own world view of what SHE needed to make herself happy, Toga held a deep-seated loathing for the human who struck him down. Had a blood-curdling sense that she MIGHT JUST BE NEXT. “Huh?” Yellows eyes flickered across at the question, and with another flick of her wrist, the last knife EMBEDDED itself in the concrete. “Whaddaya mean, fondest memory?” What a FOREIGN CONCEPT to the little psycho who had never been one to really consider what kind of path she’d cut to get here. “I, uh... Hmph.” Face twisted up in DEEP THOUGHT & THEATRICALITY,  and one more blade found its home decorating wallpaper. “I’d say...” Eyes snapped wide, tiny throat gasping out in BRAIN-EXPLODING SHOCK. “It ain’t got NOTHIN’ to do with you.” With a dance-like precision, Toga snatched up the final combat knife that lay on her mattress, floating across to hold it to the stranger’s throat. “And it’s best that ya LEAVE before I make another happy memory outta your ENTRAILS.” Wait... Why the FUCK wasn’t she just doing that anyway? “Nghh!! Yer really beginnin’ to ANNOY ME.” Left hand reached for the bedside drawer without missing a beat, pulling out some ROPE. “Jus’ for that imma tie you up REAL NICE, an’ when I get back, your gonna be a REAL GOOD REASON why I shouldn’t just CUT YA & KILL YA right now.” Something annoying in her gut told her that she was NEVER going to kill this human anyway... What the FUCK was going on with her?

                                                                    (MAKOTO...)

Oh. Oh, Cait didn’t like this question ONE BIT. Truth be told, she struggled with ANYTHING that drew MARRIAGE & LOVE into doubt within her own mind. Which... just happened to be EXACTLY what this question did... Because any small amount of time ago, Caitlyn would’ve SWORN that the happiest day of her life -- And ERGO her fondest memory -- Was that of WALKING DOWN THE AISLE TO MARRY JAYCE. But these days, something TWISTED her gut and CLOGGED her throat whenever she attempted to make such claims. And only one thing had changed in the mean time: MAKOTO NIIJIMA. Which... For all her breathless panic, racing organs, torturously damning thoughts, and her desire to RUN INTO THE WILD -- THE GREAT ESCAPE... Said gut also would never allow her to even CONSIDER Makoto being her FONDEST MEMORY. What a stupid, foolish, bizarre, and downright ludicrous idea that would be. They’d barely spoken before the rifle lessons, and what had happened since that could be worth REMEMBERING FONDLY? (CHEMISTRY...) Oh no, no, no. Caitlyn couldn’t ever do that. DENIAL WOULDN’T LET HER. “My twenty-first birthday. Daddy bought me my first custom-made rifle from a company called Hextech -- Said it was time I hunted with something that had a bit more KICK than the vintage rifle he’d passed down to me growing up.” A sign of her COMING OF AGE & PROVING HERSELF. Definitely one of her FONDEST MEMORIES, to be sure... Though it might just have been that vintage rifle that held the ones that were even fonder...

                                         ...................LIKE TEACHING MAKOTO TO SHOOT.......

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jxsticeprxvailed asked:

[ adventure ] for your muse to convince my muse to explore aimlessly with them.

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Natsuki hadn’t been ENTIRELY SURE what the plan would be. “So, umm, Niijima-san, I-I was wondering…” In fact, she hadn’t even woken up – Nor even LEFT THE HOUSE with such a damn near SUICIDAL idea on her brain. “If you were free… After school?” It wasn’t until she’d reached 2nd Street Boulevard – And the railway overpass – That it SNAPPED into place. “C-Cause I was thinking…” An impulsive intrusion. Unwelcome she CLAIMED. But oh how she’d OBSESSED over it… “Maybe I could break curfew. Just this once.” An obsession that was even more dangerous than Papa had preached her manga addiction to be. “I-It turns out that railway overpass by my house is closed for construction, so I gotta take a detour to and from school... And I was thinking… Maybe while taking that detour I get a LOST a little bit on my way home…” Hands were balled up in her skirt – Nerves were ON FIRE with anxiety. She was shuffling in place, biting at her nip. This would mark the first time NATSUKI had approached MAKOTO. It had always been the OTHER way around prior. And if Makoto said ‘no’, well… (((SHE COULD ALREADY FEEL HER HEART BREAKING…))) “Thinking… Maybe you could get lost with me?”

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         “I—” Light pout painted her lips & brow dented in FRUSTRATION – She was standing before the other in an oversized panda onesie. Buchimaru-kun inspired. Huge floppy hood with ears pulled over her head. It wasn’t as PROMISCUOUS as Ann’s (the blonde had sent pictures earlier), but it was still by definition a COSTUME. Pale cheeks flushed light pink & she glanced down at it, “I’ve never actually celebrated Halloween. Is there a prerequisite for costumes?” Niijima siblings didn’t celebrate most holidays. Apart from Hanukkah (Which was never as festive as other families). Sae & Makoto were success driven workaholics – Such TRIVIALITIES were looked down upon in their household.

     Christ. Yeah, she’d forgotten just how out of touch Makoto was at the best of times. Hadn’t meant to upset the poor girl, and surely Riley had. “I’m sorry. That sounded a little rough. It’s cute, and it looks cute on you. But the thing that you might not realize about wearin’ a full onesie like this? You overheat like nothin’, and it’s not like you can just pull it off. That, and there’s nowhere to put your phone or wallet.” The cambion paused, stuck her pen behind her ear to size up her student once more. Very cute.

   “That said, guess it depends what you plan on doin’ for Halloween. Does Shujin encourage students to dress up for the school day? Are you goin’ somewhere after school? If you know what you’re gettin’ into, where you’re gonna be hangin’ out, then by all means, go for it. But I certainly wouldn’t wanna wear that out t’where I’m goin’.”

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@jxsticeprxvailed || Icon meme – Still accepting~

[nirvanarth]

kissy sentence starters.

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“ ever kiss in the rain? ”

“ umm... ” she muttered out. pausing her reply to think about it for a moment. “ i don’t think i have, no. ” a slight pout with her words. it seems such a cute idea though. she wonders if it as romantic as the movies & tv shows make it seem to me.

[ficklepilferer]

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

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“Hm, really?” Haru mulled over Makoto’s words for a moment. Then a slow shake of her head. “I have to disagree. I think we met each other at just the right time.”

She hadn’t told anyone save for their leader, but Haru suspected Makoto wouldn’t have liked her very much had they had met during their first year of high school or even the year following.

“I don’t know what you were like before the Phantom Thieves, but...I was cold. I didn’t want people to talk to me or pretend to be nice or interested.”

In the past Haru had justified her lack of caring as a means to keep from getting hurt, all that time spent walled up and rejecting offers of friendship. Superficial or not, Haru now felt she was nearing adulthood without any genuine friendships, save for the ones with her fellow thieves.

“I probably would have gotten on your nerves a lot. Wanting to buy you presents or offer to take you somewhere nice, just until you were satisfied and didn’t need me anymore.” All of which was said in a light hearted tone as if this reveal didn’t effect her in the slightest.

Inside though, she was terrified. Why? Why couldn’t she just shut up already?

Leader had already left them for his hometown. The last thing she needed was to alienate yet another friend with emotional distance.

[keepermcge]

So it’s my Birthday the day before my Birthday whatcanisaynopatience and I wanna thank some peeps! For sticking around and supporting me and my Lann! This list won’t be super long! Cuz I’m not a popular blog and I’ve never been ashamed to admit that. I always think yeah, it’d be cool, but at the same time I’d rather have just a small group who support me than people who don’t. And anyone that just sticks around in my eyes is supporting me. Cuz I know I’m not a good RPer lol. Also I am not afraid to admit that, but! I have a lot of fun when I do get the chance every once in a while to write! And I love nothing more than screaming about my kid, Lann! Cuz I really care about him. It might seem a little wack to some people, but he’s just my fave fictional char of all time! And I’ve been establishing my Lann for almost three years now! We’re getting there at least at the end of February! Which isn’t that far away. I feel I’m probs not alone in the loving a fictional character! As much as I do that is! Maybe! But even if I am! I won’t ever stop loving my kid! Cuz someone has to! And that will always be me! I am the unofficial leader of his protection club, fight me I will fight for him. 

So I genuinely appreciate anyone who sticks around and especially those who like my posts and sends asks and do things even tho I suck. I really appreciate it and I wish I could be one of those; I envy you people who can write and work and do all their other hobbies on top of it, but I can’t. Most the time I’m sleeping kinda sad lol, I get annoyed at myself tbh cuz I have so much I wanna do here and games I wanna play, a thousand anime’s too watch and I don’t get shit done.

 Anyway, I was debating doing one of these, cuz lots of the times things happen, but! 

Imma! Do it! Anyway! 

I really appreciate everyone that is still here! A big big thank you to the people who support me and Lann a whole whole lot! Thank you for tagging me in things, or sending me asks, or just acknowledging I exist by liking my posts! 🥰 

@outcastredhair (Thank you so much for always showing me support, Alice, you’ve been with me a really long time with some of your past blogs and now Karin, and I always wanted to thank you so much. Sometimes when I feel pretty all alone in the world I think of you and how nice and just, lot’s of good things you are, and it helps, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart.) 

@hatake (Lala! Mogrich! The same goes for you! Thank you so much for always being just! I really appreciate you! I’m gonna start crying like a lameo but thank you! For being my friend! And sticking with me despite all my annoyingness and depression and mood shifts and everything, thanks for letting me be fully me around you and not running away, it means more to me than I can say in words! And you’re just one of the kindest people always trying to help others and I hope you get some cute pink crocs you deserve them! 

A special shoutout! To J! He’s no longer on tumbles, heck idk if he’ll see this! But thank you too for so much while you were here and now on my Twitter! Also thank you so much for being part of the protect Lann squad, and loving my kid too! It really made me so happy when I found out you love him a lot too! If you ever come back! I’ll welcome you with open arms! But! I’m glad you did what was best for you cuz you’re really an awesome guy! 

And thank you! Don’t think I’d forget you guys! For sticking around for so long and showing me support! 🥰 Whether that be in asks or rebooping my promos or just being here for so gosh dang long! Or just! Acknowledging my Lann! Thank you so much for all your support and for sticking around, it means more than these dumb words are conveying. 

@theamazingchickenman​ @rollinggirlrunahika @mizuiropearl @runexxknight @sakuraari @bondedbythesoul (I wasn’t sure which blog of yours to put!) @thewisekitsune @reynndiant (I’d give you your own section Sis, but! You know! Use your twin telepathy powers that are totally real xd) @memoryorus @vernades @bloodfcst @sunny-explosions @1stclasszackfair @fixryambiticn @stellafate​​ 

And I haven’t forgotten about you either! Nope! Thank you so much for following me and sticking around! And for showing me support! Again! Be it asks or reading my things or simply just sticking around, thank you legit from the bottom of my heart. 🥰 

@abxndonedd​ @floofiisms​ @cast-r​ @mottospewingmeerkat @fabulumn @blxe-skys-of-coxrage @dreadlymad @nirvanarth @jxsticeprxvailed @curvispugnator @ansem-riku @ardentpentatonicdevilry @adventurouswind​ @miracleofnorende @lunaesqua @gokucooper @dawnblxde @akumeis-hiatus @gxntil @infinemxndi @unoraptormon @universalcrossover @flava-proelium @theworldofmuses @unspokenchansons @armagem @gaiavowed @psychotheory @museofsolaris​​ @eyesofparoxysm​​ @floralcetra​​ @thanalanmonk​​ @maskedmuses​

It’s hard not to sound biased in these things, and hard to also list everyone as some people have been gone for a while, and for others I’m not sure if they would be uncomfortable cuz I don’t know ‘em that well, but I legit am so thankful for anyone that is still here, and thank you for all the support ❤️. 

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                         The words didn’t come easy for the beauty thief. Kissing was usually the last thing on her mind, but lately someone had sparked that kind of interest in her so, she was forced to ask. Makoto seemed the most reliable person as she usually had all the answers. Haru soon found herself horribly embarrassed when even Makoto couldn’t help her with her ridiculous request.

                      ❝ I’m sorry, Mako-chan. I figured you’d know best as you’re usually the most knowledgeable in our group! ❞ Haru’s arms waved upwards and downwards as she settled into her friend’s mattress, clearly defeated. Though, at the mention of trying anything, Haru’s face burst into the same shade of red as Makoto.  ❝ Ah! If y-you’d be comfortable with it! ❞

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jxsticeprxvailed said: “ they were flirting with you ” @ whichever

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FLIRTS never quite did it for Toga. Maybe because that STUPID BITCH back in high school BRUISED HER EGO. Pfft. NAHHH. The little psycho just found the easy bait BORING, much preferring a challenge... A CHASE. “He.He.He. If I didn’t know any betta I’d say y’were JEALOUS!!” More maniacal laughter followed as one arm slung itself RATHER VIOLENTLY around Makoto’s neck, Himiko hip-checking the senior and pulling her close. “Am I right, or am I right?” Toothed grin revealed itself once more, tongue swiping across rightmost canine. “S’okay to admit ya want me, ya know?” WINK. See? Her exact point right here. Some slut wanted her? Who cared? Bitch would only get SCARED the second she pulled the knife out anyway. And would probably just be BORING in the sack. No. No, no, no. She wanted THE NIIJIMA GIRL. Call it a fixation, but the sheer fact this BABE was even hanging around her made her TEN TIMES MORE CURIOUS than anyone else she’d ever met. Factor in her seeming... INDIFFERENCE? To Toga’s societally questionable kink. (Toga theorized it was MASKED SADISM on Makoto’s part.) And then add a PROSECUTOR of a sister, and playing HARD-TO-GET, and welp: Wasn’t that just a VERITABLE COCKTAIL OF FASCINATION? -- WHO COULD BLAME HER?! “Would ya slap her if I kissed her? If I bought ‘er a drink would ya throw it over ‘er?” Quick dip of her head, lips brushing Makoto’s ears. “D’ya want me to buy YOU a drink instead?”

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jxsticeprxvailed said: @Sae, how would you feel if your little sister was gay af for Caitlyn? (Working on replies on my end just so you know

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                                                            ...HATRED...                            ...BETRAYAL...                                                                       ...MALJUDGMENT...

Something twisted up around her heart like CHAINS WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE all the while it filled up with a deep sense of VOLATILE ACIDITY. Makoto... had... feelings? ...FOR HER -- OF ALL PEOPLE? The woman who belittled and attempted to SUPERSEDE & REPLACE HER? No longer content with screwing up Sae’s professional life, she now set sights on her own FAMILY? Throat felt clogged, canine’s lashing out to sink DEEP into her inner gum until blood spilled freely upon her tongue -- Relishing in the PAIN that drove back PURE MALICE. “Makoto knows better than to at all even spend time with that WASTED EXCUSE of a sheriff.” Words dripped with snarled lips and envenomed teeth. “What evidence have you of such a happenstance, anyway, or are you simply trying to MANUFACTURE CONFLICT where in fact none exists?” Still, doubts tangled her mind, the psychology of a PROSECUTOR screaming out for her to investigate the sheer possibility -- ...Something reflected in her eyes, even as she breathed out a threatening sigh, GROWLING at the back of her throat. “I may need to confront my sister with your claims, but that doesn’t mean that I BELIEVE YOU.” And yet, as she rose from her seat to take her leave, delicate fingers -- TIPPED WITH VIOLET PAINT -- Reached up to clutch at her forehead, eyes squeezing shut as a KILLER TENSION wracked her brain. She felt sick. She was gonna be sick...

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Jxsticeprxvailed said: ❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞ @ Sae (These are just from old memes some of em lol oh well)

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That... Was ODD. Call it INSTINCT or INSTUITION -- Or maybe just plain old PARANOIA -- But Sae had long learned to be ALERT & ATTUNED to every last word and action a human offered up. She would have been REMISS to not pick up on her OWN SISTER’S rather questionable wording. “Platonically?” The older Niijima began, brow furrowing as PIERCINGLY SHARP BLOODLETTERS pointed themselves straight at her younger sibling -- STUDYING COLD, like a psychopath with a cadaver  “However else would we be cuddling in your mind, sis?” Instant tension filled the air -- Sae’s body LOCKING UP... But... Speaking of those ASTUTE PERCEPTIONS conditioned into her through years of hard training to become the country’s BEST PROSECUTOR... Was that oft-familiar tightening of sinews across her skeleton the product of DEFENSIVENESS or...

            ��                                                      ....................SOMETHING ELSE??

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Frustrated growl rumbled DEEP in Weiss’s trachea, teething gritting and grinding as azure blues narrowed in on the object of her DISPLEASURE. “I’m sorry, but could you PLEASE tell me what’s WRONG WITH YOU?” Aggression underpinned the heiress’s every last action. “How DARE you declare that the Phantom Thieves are no threat to the SCHOOL, ITS STUDENTS OR THEIR FAMILIES.” Those hadn’t been Makoto’s exact words. “I suppose its EASY ENOUGH to make such bold claims when they cleaned up YOUR MESS.” After all, the Thieves wouldn’t have been needed to BEGIN WITH had Makoto done something about that disgusting pedofile -- RIGHT? (Maybe Weiss was letting her own personal feelings CLOUD HER JUDGMENT.) “Or when your entire family is so unnoteworthy that the Thieves would never even TRY to make villains of them.”

CURIOUS WORDING, and honestly reflective of the Schnee heiress’s thoughts. After all, it would be EASY for them to pin her entire family as HORRIFIC HUMANS in this war against that BORDERLINE TERRORIST group of so-called ‘activists’. Especially if they themselves fed false info to that SIMPLY LUDICROUS Phan-site. Did they even give ANYONE a fair trial? How did they test them? Thoughts got her heart CEASING in her chest... Winter & Mother were GENUINELY AMAZING people, struggling to find their way in life. And Whitley remained but a YOUNG BOY with plenty of room to grow. Then of course... There was HIM... Despite her father’s misgivings & wrongdoings... It still proved... SOMEWHAT DIFFICULT... To outright hate him. “Maybe you should focus more on MAKING SOMETHING of yourself rather than PLAYING DETECTIVE. Perhaps once you have something to LOSE, you’ll realize just why the Phantom Thieves CANNOT be allowed to continue their REIGN OF TERROR!!”

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jxsticeprxvailed said: "To be perfectly honest, I've never actually used a REAL gun before." (To Cait? Idk ahahah idea came to me but feel free to toss starters instead

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“Hm. Somehow, I’m not actually surprised...” Call her SHORT-SIGHTED & PETTY, but Cait had always struggled with the Niijima family. Heart went out to them for losses among family and friends, of course -- EMPATHY was not absent in the county sheriff. That being said, the duo would always be FOOLISH at best and LUCKY at worst. “Square your shoulders. Feet shoulder-width apart with your weak foot six inches behind your strong.” The NIIJIMAS had a propensity for seeking out trouble that they should’ve KNOWN BETTER than to dabble in, and that just seemed like an UNNECESSARY RISK for those who could avoid it. “Keep the buttstock near the center of your body, high up on your chest. Elbows down.” She didn’t MEAN to sound judgmental, and she supposed by this point, her own sacrifices were HER CHOICES -- No longer an UNFORTUNATE NECESSITY for a simple small games hunter. But it was the PRINCIPAL of the matter. “Center the nook between thumb and forefinger, gripping it high.” Reaching over, breasts pressed to Makoto’s spine, she helped the girl find her stance -- AT FIRST not quite realizing how... IMPROPER this may have seemed. Taking her other DAINTY hand, she guided it half way down the barrel. “Now...” Could the younger girl feel her BREATH against her ear and cheek? “Pressure your cheek to the side of the stock, align the front and rear sights, and take aim with your dominant eye so that your SIGHTS are sharp and the TARGET is blurry.” Or maybe Caitlyn just felt THREATENED by the two girls? After all, Makoto had routed out governmental conspiracy while she was still in high school, and Sae Niijima had taken down the BOSS of said conspiracy in court. Was winning really THAT important to the sheriff? It didn’t MATTER. Her hand reached out to clasp itself over Makoto’s -- Finger ghosting over finger. “Now slowly apply pressure to the front of the trigger until you start feeling resistance, and once there keep pressing the front of the trigger to the rear of the gun until you--” Why did she CARE so mu--

                                                                                             --BAM!!

                                                                  “ And there you go, Rookie. You finally fired a gun.”

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jxsticeprxvailed said: “That’s a lot of blood.” (To Toga - Batches of icons in Dropbox for the gals & yeah not sure which blog ur gonna use but just @ me

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SADISTIC LAUGHTER cut the air between the two late-teens, toothy grin revealing FRESHLY STAINED canines. “He.He.He. Call it a, uh...” Lips tangled and twisted, as golden PREDATOR eyes flickered upward, reflecting greater thought than one would DARE to assume. How did she put this in a way that wouldn’t IMMEDIATELY ruin the game? “KINK!!” Without missing a beat, her tongue slipped across teeth, wiping away remnant blood and SWALLOWING THEATRICALLY. “Ahh. See? NOTHIN’ gets my blood pumpin’ QUITE like that!” Quick feet tapped their way forward with all the precision of a DRUNKEN DANCER, arms draping around the strange girl’s shoulders, TREMULOUS ANTICIPATION underlying her tone. Oh, she did smell EXQUISITE. Crimson coated sweater pressed to vested school uniform. “You wouldn’t happen ta have a change a’ clothes though, would ya, sweetness?” Took all her CHILDISH STRENGTH to not squidge the other’s cheek. Okay. Maybe she did it anyway. (Shockingly, this was Toga at her MOST NORMAL -- And it was ENTIRELY REHEARSIVE.)

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jxsticeprxvailed said: @Sae, just admit it you want ur sister looking at ur tits. *Leaves house cuz I was told to lol*

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DEEP BLUSH, going hand-in-hand with a TWISTING HEAT in her stomach. Sae would claim it to be PURE NAUSEA at the mere idea, but without a doubt there was MORE TO IT THAN THAT. Her nausea didn’t come in response to the idea that she WANTED her own baby girl to look at her tits. Rather, it came in response to Sae’s INITIAL RESPONSE. (AROUSAL.) “That’s absolutely absurd! I’ve never heard such disgusting drivel in all my life.” LIAR. “What kind of a MONSTER could possibly want such a thing from her own FLESH & BLOOD?” With a roll of crimson eyes, the elder Niijima followed the other to the door, making sure to get the last word in -- “Don’t EVER accuse me of something so REVOLTING EVER AGAIN!!” And with that, she slammed the door shut, catching the latch with OBSESSIVE PRECISION before finally breathing out.

. . . . .

                                    ....................WINE IT WOULD BE, SHE GUESSED........

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Hands shook as they gripped BONE-WHITE against the handlebars of her motorcycle. Between chill air and a full moon, one might just consider this a CALM NIGHT... But not for the city’s Prosecutor... Not with such a truth that SANGUINE BLOODLETTERS had just observed. Everything made it hard to function -- All HITCHING BREATHS & HAMMERING HEARTS -- But she had to zero herself, calm herself. She couldn’t drive STUPID right now. One mistake could spell death on the road. So she squeezed eyes shut tight until TEARS bled from corners and took a page from father’s book: 4. 7. 8. Through the nose four seconds. Hold it seven. Out the mouth eight. With a quick gulp, blood tingling on tastebuds before coating her throat (apparently she’d leant on THAT compulsive coping mechanism as well...), Sae’s vice grip only increased, revving the engine before setting off. GIVING CHASE her traitorous sister. The stranger had been TELLING THE TRUTH. Well... At least, they had been correct with regards to Makoto SNEAKING OUT -- Whether she went to a GAY BAR remained to be seen. With a vast knowledge of Shibuya, and a history of weaving alleyways, it proved easy enough to STALK flesh & blood through the town. Question was... Where the FUCK was Makoto going? And what the FUCK did Sae do when they got there?