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SAME #ME IVE BEEN IN LOVE FOR 18 YEARS

( ooc ) AKJHGFADSGDFHGAFSADHFGASDHFGJH. It’ll be 12 years for me this year, I was introduced to One Piece on my birthday, I got the first two volumes from my parents and brother after a suggestion of a friend because I was deep into pirates at the time. It remains my favourite manga, hands down, it’s fun, it’s about pirates... I don’t need to say more. 

[conquiistador]

     @evildcers ,, continued . 

     She had an otherworldly vibe about her, and it enchanted him. As a man ( yes, in this moment, he was simply a man ) who was always looking for something which was above what was common, he found himself drawn to her. Had she not been more than human ( surely, she HAD to be ), he wouldn’t have allowed her lips to brush against his face. The touch was light. Cold. There was life in her giggle though, and the fact that she had been CHARMED by him only stated that neither of them belonged to THIS world. They were more. 

     ❝ Fu fu fu fu fu. ~ ❞ Deep and sweet did his chuckle repay hers, while his vacant hand found its way to her waist. If she wanted a WALTZ, he would oblige. Doflamingo, as any cultivated young man, knew how to dance. He found it to be one of the arts that he appreciated the MOST. It required physical strength, stamina, focus.  ❝ I have many talents. ❞ As did this woman, he was certain. Exactly where she was from or even what she was, he didn’t know. He could only tell that he found her interesting, and that the feelings were mutual. While her body was graceful, and her hair flowed in a magical way, it was her EYES that Doflamingo was drawn to more than anything. They were certainly seductive. 

     ❝ A waltz it is. ❞ His hold on her was delicate - she was a woman after all, there was no reason to be forceful. He would lead her onto the imaginary dance floor.

[tiivadvabadust]

@evildcers || xXx

His fists were tightly clenched, a glare fixated on both the man who he had encountered and the shovel he was supposed to be using. Anything to keep from looking at the dead bodies, or the hole that was already partially dug... He supposed this was what he got, for deciding to go out so late.

Now it was just a matter of what Kyou would do. Because, as much as he hated to say it, the man was right. If he was involved, he could get into just as much trouble.

“I said no,” Kyou finally said after a moment, speaking through clenched teeth. “I won’t tell anyone about what I saw, but I’m not helping you.” He wasn’t going to touch anything here. He wasn’t going to get involved. And if this guy tried anything, Kyou was going to run. Simple as that.

[askkav-archived]

evildcers replied to your post: @evildcers Please know, I love and will always...

WHATS THIS RANDOM LOVE WHAT DID I DO

What’s this? I don’t need a reason to love you and tell it to everyone. You’re an amazing writer, friend and a chill person. 100/10!!

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@evildcers (x)

“N-no I w-was... honestly looking f-for the bathroom....” he said in a panic.  His head was whirling, his breath coming in short pants.  He wasn’t sure if he could ever forget what he saw in that room... was pretty sure he never wanted to see anything like that again...

The man started explaining himself, as if somehow explaining that she was simply a vile creature without any other detail would accomplish anything... and Souji shrinked a bit, body trembling.  “...l-look... perhaps I’ll just... I promise not to say anything I just... maybe this was a mistake... y-you’re obviously busy w-with other things.....”

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@evildcers | continued from here

“ Princess ?! ” I am absolutely NOT one ! In any case, she’d prefer to be called queen.  Her temper flared as she began to label him as ignorant. Humiliation seeped down to her core. This is why I hate being so HONEST. 

She wanted to leave this concert immediately. I only came here because Mika had a free ticket. He BEGGED me to go. However, Mika, being her ride here, was no where in sight. “ For a ‘ r o c k s t a r ’, you sure let your EGO get to your head. You said you wanted to get to know your fans -- clearly you DON’T CARE. ” Wasn’t a fan to begin with ! 

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@evildcers

No one ever entered the church on the darkest of nights. That’s what made it a spectacular place for his killings. Yes, he was being cleansed of his sins once more; he was getting closer to his sense of catharsis. 

His victim, tied  to a chair; was barely conscious. Covered in blood, and covered in torturous wounds, a thin lipped smile was all that was present on the priest’s face. He had set up in front of the cross, a little touch to the cross was the small blood splatters upon it’s marble figure.

Wiping his hands with his white handkerchief, he tosses away the fabric - landing upon one of the chairs on the side. But his brow quirked when he heard the church doors creak open; he had locked it, and no one would dare to enter the church at this time.

Turning swiftly on his heel - he is grateful for the darkness as his victim nor himself were visible to the other, who stood at the doorway. The moonlight hit the priest’s face, and that was all - through coloured window mosaics. Staying silent for a few moments, he steps forward, to reveal his figure in the moonlight.

There was something off about this individual; and his eyes narrowed.

“...What do you require, my child? It is late. You should hurry along home.”

[white-reaper]

          Going out for hunts in the middle of the night only brings him so many novelties never experienced before [ and this one had been surely a spectacular one ]. He’s not the man to always outright attack, even if targets on hand would love to strike him down, would endeavour to overpower the Reaper, the human that had never truly been one, yet turned Ghoul [ turned into something so surely overbearing ]. No. If need be, he's a man to watch, to defend - overturn powers to his personal liking, turn it inside out with skill unmatched - but it never came to be, never came to fruition [ lucky, perhaps, knowledge in tales of folk and public only gave him so much insight ].

          It's the next morning, lights to shift along the horizon, leaving it empty and fresh off last night's terrors [ bloody, the both of them had been, but targets to not have laid upon one another ] that he sees and wanders past the same man again. Now different - more human, dare he say? - than the last nights dwindling visions would erupt from memory in his mind. "Excuse me." So he speaks to him, speaks in a voice that is merely heard while passing by, coming to a halt right beside this 'stranger' and still halting [ hopefully ] the very 'being' effectively in its tracks. 

          "We met last night---" So the Reaper begins with his explanation. "---I would have a few questions about it if you so please to entertain me."          || @evildcers

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evildcers replied to your post: evildcers replied to your post: ...

fucjkn but we should start something else because this thread is old and my inspiration is flaky on my op blogs :v

��� i support this tbh, im ready for all the new things with you

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starter call! || @evildcers​

          God, why did they get stuck providing distractions? Distracting people was boring—so very boring—and although they were good at it, there were a myriad of other things in their skillset set that they'd rather do.

         —but no. They were being paid to act as a distraction.

          The only solace they found in this situation was that they were allowed to use whatever means they deemed necessary to do their job. They weren’t given free reign to cayuse havoc ( as they would’ve liked ) but it was close enough. If they so wished, they could run this poor, unsuspecting man around in circles and they wouldn’t be “reprimanded” for causing unnecessary trouble.

         Maybe they’d do just that...

          Mikah cards their hands through their hair quickly, tucking a few stray locks on their right side behind their ear as they approach the diligent stranger. They’re half tempted to plaster on an “innocent” smile and see how long they’d last playing coy but they weren’t in the mood to keep that up. Not today. Instead, they settle for a simple, mischievous smirk.

        “Hey.” They make a point to project their voice to get his attention. They couldn’t have him ignoring them or pretending not to hear them. “How’s it going?”

[locum-magneticum-a-blog]

@evildcers || From here

     “That’s rich coming from you. I expected you to say something completely different, yet here you are, advising me to seek professional help.” The raven couldn’t help but chuckle, a grin on his face. “I hope you can see the irony, because I sure as hell can!”

[conquiistador]

     @evildcers ,, continued .

     It was rare that his advances were met with people pulling away. Doflamingo had a way about him that made people unable to back off from him, once he decided to give them the honor of his attention. And so it was with this man too. He remained calm, which was admirable. Doflamingo couldn’t say he wasn’t impressed when the other proceeded to practically sum up Doflamingo’s most recent years of life. The little ‘ speech ‘ rendered him both surprised and intrigued, which was a rare thing, especially so early on in an encounter. People always put their best foot forward, this was true, but that often made them dull. That sharp inhale told him that though he acted cool, he was anything but unaffected by Doflamingo’s close proximity. The proof came when he asked if he was interested in business or pleasure.

     ❝ Fu fu fu fu fu. ~ Why? Do you want to write my biography? ❞ What he’d been after was pleasure, that was certain. If he, on a later occasion, decided that he would like both, then he hardly doubted the man would deny him that. Doflamingo was a very difficult man to say ‘ no ‘ to. Not just because he was a master at manipulation, but because people WANTED to please him.  ❝ Indeed I am aware of who you are. I’m certain that you already know what I’m interested in. ❞ The setting ( an elevator ), and how close he was standing to the other, should speak for itself. Doflamingo looked down at him, lips resting in a smirk. He had never been with a mafia leader before. Surely, it would be exotic?

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Also me: Ships Mihawk and Kav? Ships Crocodile and Akane(scarlethaki)? Oc x Canon??? amazing. Who would have thought wow and i wasn't even pressured into it!! who would have thought!!!!

True, those ships are cute though like 100/10

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@ at you too!

For every @ I get, I have to tag someone I love/look up to!

@brynhildrofromantia : I literally just wrote up a starter for this beautiful mun and her amazing muse the other day. I can’t even begin to tell you how stoked I was when she liked a starter call of mine. I practically shrieked a bit! I’ve been watching her on my dash for quite some time and tumblr messed me up once because I had not seen her for a bit and when I went onto her page, tumblr had made me unfollow her and I was so upset! So, this is another blog that I stalk, you don’t realize how many you have til you are forced to think about it but such amazing talent and I am always pleased when I see them on my dash!!!!!

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evildcers replied to your post: my rpthreadtracker is here, incase anyone was...

im only linked to mine lmao

lmao, well incase you can't see it, i totally replied to our thread on enel's blog like forever ago and tumblr never told you xD

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@evildcers

Investigate this, investigate that. Starjun had to question Midora’s motivations sometimes, never in his presence though. The boss had more than enough to think about. Starjun didn’t want to worry him. Anyway, it didn’t matter because here was now, waiting around in silence and observing. He liked to think he was good at that. 

That was when a young woman appeared, talking to someone on a phone. He assumed she must work here. Maybe he could find out a little more from her. As it was he was basically working blind and that did bother him just a little. 

From his spot in the shadows, hands in his pockets, he gave the scientist a slight smile. “I’m not entirely sure myself. I’m going to cut right to the chase. I was sent here to observe…although I don’t know what.”