#canirandagi

[mentaltale]

Ci salutammo con un forte abbraccio, e fu in questo momento che aprì ancora di più il suo cuore.

Mi racconta di quanto sia sempre stata male in patria, in occidente, a vivere secondo dei dogmi già stabiliti, seguendo percorsi già tracciati, vivendo secondo stili di vita finti che non sentiva cuciti su misura.

Lei mi ha insegnato che dobbiamo avere il coraggio di seguire il nostro cuore, la nostra intuizione, poichè loro sanno cosa vogliamo realmente diventare.

Lei mi ha insegnato che tutto il resto è secondario e che non esiste una sola ragione per non seguire il nostro cuore. #viaggiare #avventura #scoperta #cambiamento #cultura #animali #canirandagi #solidarietà #volontariato #amoreperglianimali #nepal

#pancakesandpawn #cucinaolandese #beneficenza #sogniavverati #travel #adventure #discovery #change #culture #animals #straydogs #solidarity #volunteering #animallove #nepal #pancakesandpawn

#dutchcuisine #charity #dreamscometrue

https://www.mentaltale.com/2023/03/27/in-fuga-dal-mondo-occidentale-per-salvare-i-cani-randagi-in-nepal-la-storia-di-sophie-van-der-meer/

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@canirandagi​ continued from [X]

He doesn’t mean to panic so openly, he usually tries to hide such things from the children - but the news of the threat had arrived rather late and though he had yet to receive an image of any threats, he couldn’t help but feel slightly panicked over the safety of his children and partner. An arm was wrapped around the boys gently, the other reaching out for Murasaki’s hand, only to freeze with wipe eyes as he saw the image of her waters breaking, a few seconds before they did. Of all the times for the child to decide to come into the world. Maybe if they got away quick enough, he’d be able to get them to a hospital? “...shit. Saki, keep breathing...slow and deep... we’ll get to a hospital. I promise”, he turned back towards the children, all of whom looked more concerned than worried now, “We need to move quickly. Everyone, grab your bags and run to the car”, he paused to lift up his own - filled with the basic supplies needed for staying in the hospital too, before wrapping an arm around Murasaki and holding her gently against his side.

“It’s alright... we’ll get you to somewhere safe. It’s okay”.

[jikangai-a]

“ i could have lost you today! do you know what that would have done to me? ” (Oda @ Kuni)

ship w me || accepting

kunikida had always been the self sacrificing type. he couldn't even count on one hand the times he had tried to sacrifice himself or put himself in danger's way in order to protect or save others. he simply hadn't ever thought twice about it. what he wasn't used to, was having to come home and answer to those decisions to somebody. he wasn't used to someone waiting to make sure he got home safely. he supposed he had to be more careful now, all things considered.

' i-i'm sorry, i... ' oda seems mad, and he supposed it was rightfully so. having a partner who was constantly throwing themselves in the line of fire had to be stressful and upsetting.

' i wasn't thinking, i just... ' he moved without thought of his own safety. ' i'm sorry. i should have been more careful. '

[nemurisuna]

@canirandagi​ said : good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . (Saikaku)

At first being woken up like this was a surprise to Taku, seeing as it was something he never expected. Though by now, thanks to Saikaku, he had grown to accept it. To be honest the man doubted his days would start off the same if this particular ritual were to stop. It was always a little more meaningful after they had an ‘eventful’ night together as well. The blond reached out to pull his beloved close against himself before giving a kiss in return. “Good morning to you as well, Sai.. I hope you don’t have anything important this morning since I don’t quite feel like getting up yet~.”

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*; @canirandagi​  » liked the OC Exclusive Starter Call! (( Tousui for Saikaku perhaps? 👀 ))

Despite the area being somewhat under control of the Port Mafia, Tousui never felt quite comfortable walking these streets. The fact his face was among the regulars of the particular establishment he was headed was not making him any more comfortable either. The door opens and he is brought in to see who he came here for, Ihara Saikaku.

─── ❝ I know you have your hands full with your work but... do I always have to come here when exchanging information? Can’t you come to my office for a change? Or even better: E-Mail me? People are looking at me weird whenever I’m here... ❞

[cosmicdreamt]

💑 how was Neff as a child?

Ask the Parents (Accepting) || @canirandagi

"A little star, is how she was. Bright, smart, thoughtful, just enjoyed life." Felipe smiles, remembering the first few years of his daughter's life with fondness.

"She was more extroverted than she is now, as well. As a child she always had so much to say and had no issue saying it. She'd talk to anyone and everyone with such care. Sometimes quite boldly as well. She'd walk up to adults and tell them it wasn't nice to be mean if she heard something she didn't like."

Felipe can't help but laugh as it's mentioned, nodding with enthusiasm. "Such a good and funny little girl. We taught her well. Knew from an early age she was going to be someone that would challenge the world to make it better. She was a girl that always wanted to get to know people and understand them. Didn't want anyone to ever feel left out. I look at my daughter now and wonder where all those years went that she's not my little girl anymore. She's all grown up and going to do great things in this world, I know it."

[rexnubium]

‘ here, let me help you. ’ (Kuniko)

the suggestion is met with a surprised murmur from the mafioso. generally he might put up a little more resistance---after all, he's not weak, he's plenty capable of handling himself under... most circumstances. a few cuts and scrapes from battle are to be expected, and even some of his heavier injuries are nothing compared to what his own body might do to itself should he ever truly lose control.

and one can never be too careful with who they accept help from.

"you don't have to do that," chuuya says finally, but there isn't much force behind his reply. it's more of a gentle suggestion, should she have more pressing matters to attend to, but if she insists, he won't stop her.

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➤     :     @canirandagi​     ... 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘      「  𝑲𝒀𝑶𝒀𝑨  」 !

“     I heard you needed to speak with me ?    “    The male spoke out coolly , dark eyes settling on his fellow classmate . He was new in school , if he remembered correctly .  Rokuzo Taguchi , if he remembered correctly . Past the initial introduction upon his first arrival , and a few interactions here and there , they hadn’t really spoken . Not out of disinterest , but he was a busy person , so unless he had reasons to keep complete tabs on the other , there was no need to be as thorough as he typically would be . 

[diverse-hearts-moved]

@canirandagi​ asked:

🤰 – a kiss on a pregnant belly (Oda @ Murasaki)

Kiss Symbols

A life, filled with moments such as this, did not belong to a man like himself. As he looked up from his book to watch two of the children run up stairs, his gaze fell to the woman by his side, and to the bump that took up the majority of the space between them. There was a child to be born soon - their child. Of course, the five children that he’d adopted a few years ago were also his children and nothing would ever change that - but here was just some strange...warmth in knowing that he helped to create a new life. How he hoped that the world would be calm when they arrived. The chances of that were next to null, but they’d have the best siblings and mother that anyone could ask for - Oda too, of course, would do his very best as a father. He honestly found it difficult to think of himself as a father, and that was with the five orphans in his life.

“How’ve they been? Moving around a lot?”, he placed the book to one side, giving Murasaki a soft smile. Why she was with him, why she wished to have a family with him, was still a question that flashed through his mind. He saw himself as a rather boring figure. He honestly found it hard to understand how others saw him in such a different light.

Smiling though, he leaned over and gently placed a kiss against the bump that protected their child, waiting for the reward of a swift kick against his cheek before he’d crawl carefully over to give their mother a gentle kiss as well. He may not find it easy to understand how he’d fallen into this type of idealistic situation - but he would enjoy it. He loved this woman - a fact that carried both joy and fear. With the job he was in, losing loved ones was a very real threat.

“I love you - both of you”, he added, a small laugh escaping as the five orphans decided now was the perfect time for a love bomb, Oda just about managing to take their weight so as not to crush Muracaki, “Alright, alright, all of you! Get off”, he chuckled, the kids breaking into laughter as he carefully sat up, one of the boys still hanging from his back, “You’re all little monsters at times”

[nemurisuna]

@canirandagi​ said : “I’ll be the best you’ve ever had.” (Saikaku 👀)

How long had then game between them played on? Takuboku had tried to keep things professional, truly he did. Saikaku was an excellent source of information and he didn’t even have to get his hands dirty to obtain it. He even hired Takuboku for information as well and so it was a smooth business arrangement for them both. Though the man before him kept teasing him, testing him, when they would meet. Saikaku would toy around with easing some of his attire off and other such ways of teasing him. Though everyone had a limit and the blond had finally reached his own after their long time of dealings with one another.

Seeing Saikaku stretched out on the old couch like that, once again half exposed, was simply too much temptation this time around. In a flash, the blond had pinned the other against the soft surface as he loomed over him. Before the raven haired man could speak, Takuboku’s lips were firmly pressed against his own. His kiss spoke volumes of the hunger now taking over his focus, his self control. “I hope you’re prepared to back up those words, Sai.. I intend to fully find out just how good you are~.”

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(( *sends you all the love and support and positive vibes* just wanted to say hi and wish you a wonderful day, i hope you feel better soon! ❤ ))

*; OOC » Thank you Aspie, it is much appreciated. ❤

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@canirandagi​     mission    (    kyoya&rokuzo    )     :    OPEN

(   *     ❝     Please, help yourself to whatever you’d like. The Ootori family, as well as those of the Host Club, are in your debt.     ❞      There were a lot of personal information on his computer, and in the wrong hands, can ruin the reputation of the host club members. Not that there was anything scandalous, so to speak, but the information within his computer can easily be taken out of context—which it will be, if it reaches the media’s hands.

      Kyoya thought it’d be appropriate to speak with the younger somewhere away from the school, where anyone would over-hear them or interrupt them. So of course, he brought him to a classy. 5-Star restaurant away from town, in a private VIP Room.

      Once they were settled, he offered a kind smile and a gesture to the empty table before them.     ❝     How about we enjoy your meal first, discuss business after?      ❞     He suggested. While he may be used to discussing business over food, he knew that not everyone was. And, quite frankly, he was tired enough to simply just want to eat first.     )  

[cosmicdreamt]

Aya holds up a small, slightly misshapen bird figurine, offering it to Neff with an uncharacteristically shy smile "For you, Neff-neesan."

Random gifts were always quite the surprise to the older woman, even if she was someone who loved to give random gifts out herself. 

But it was rather cute how the young girl knew how important birds were to her, and the deformity of it added its own charm rather than made it unappealing to her. The psychology of why would be saved for another day, for now it was only important to accept the gift with a genuine smile.

“Why thank you! That’s very sweet of you. I love it~”

[rexnubium]

‘ that’s a lot of blood. ’ (Ranpo mayhaps?)

"'m fine. fuck off---" chuuya sighs heavily, the exhale giving way to a very not fine-sounding wet cough. it's enough of a chore to stay conscious and semi-alert, he could do without any curious detectives sticking their noses into his business. he already had to deal with dazai, anyway, didn't he?

hm. where did his gloves end up...?

after using corruption, he's effectively confined to the sidelines---annoying as hell, especially considering how much chuuya enjoys the buzz of a good battle, but he's not having much fun anymore at all. begrudgingly he raises an arm to wipe some of the blood on his face onto his coat and looks up at the detective still hovering over him. "can i help you?"

[chisupamoved]

👉👈 (this is totally anon i swear asdfghjkl)

Send 👉👈  on anon  if you want to ship together but are too shy to approach

OH I’m open to any ideas you have feel free to throw what ships you wanna do at me and we can go over something;; or feel free to send in THIS meme or THIS meme is always helpful as well ( :

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@canirandagi​​​ liked for a starter from Yōko!

Today really wasn’t her day, it was so much unlike her to be behind schedule. There was a lot going on for her, Yōko had spent weeks working on a painting and she had just finished it last night after letting off some steam about mounting pressure from her father. He had grown concerned about where she had gained employment due to how she was often exposed to the Port Mafia, if anything she was mostly worried about him forcing her to quit her job to seek another one. She had gotten out of bed later than usual, really only having time for a few things before she ran out into the rain without her umbrella just so that she could be on time. For goodness sakes, there was still paint all over her hands. The whole time she was on the train, she was tapping her foot, glancing at her watch every now and again. One thing was for sure, Kunikida would probably chew her out for being late, so she hope that it didn’t come down to that.

The rain wasn’t bad, actually, she quite liked Yokohama when it rained, it definitely gave the city character. For a brief second, she just stopped and snapped a picture on her phone. Next project worthy. No more time for that, she was back to running to the Agency’s office through the many rainy streets. Most days, she’d care about her appearance, but today she really couldn’t worry about it. So, if she ended up looking like an absolute wreck then that was fine. Everyone had their bad days anyway and she was no exception to this. After a few moments, she came rushing into the office - Perfectly on time, thank goodness for that. She at least saved herself from getting an ear full.

She hurried on over to her desk while shedding her jacket. The girl looked at the file sitting on her desk for a second then her eyes landed on the cup of hot chocolate that someone made her - Not to mention it was just the way she liked it. Jacket was hung on the back of her chair before reaching for the cup residing on her desk. It didn’t take long for her to put two and two together, there was only one person in the Agency that was overly familiar with how she started her mornings. Jun’ichirō seriously was too nice to her, he didn’t have to do this stuff for her. She put the file under her arm and walked over to his desk, setting her cup down before opening the file to take a look at it.

“Good morning, Jun’i,” Might as well have a nice morning conversation, “Thank you for the hot chocolate, but you really didn’t have to make it for me... I appreciate you thinking of me though.”