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              “You’re always cold, you can just use me as your person heater though.” Kissing the top of his head, Akihito did reach down to pull the blankets over the both of them so that he was covered.

[painxpacker]

‘ look at all those chickens ’

*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

    Eyebrows lifted only slightly, golden hues paying close attention to the several individuals whom seemed to be making a sorry attempt at escaping. It was pitiful really, with such sluggish speed it was obviously they didn’t stand a chance. Not that their chances would be any greater had the group attempted to prevent their theft here.

                             “You get the box I’ll sort the chickens.”

[mediknight]

‘ welcome back to me screaming ’

rip vine // accepting // @niightingcle

With dexterous precision, Leorio tossed everything from dish towels to old welcome mats onto the floor. Already, every bath towel, robe, rug, and even sock lined the tiles, but nothing was absorbent enough to soak up the torrent of water that continued to pour from the kitchen sink.

A pipe had burst early in the morning. The sound was akin to waves crashing against the hull of a boat, a noise unfavorably memorable to Leorio. Still, he’d awoken suddenly, having fallen asleep on the sofa, and when he found Miura standing in the kitchen, ankle-deep in floodwater, Leorio had reacted in the only way he could conceive.

Miura greeted him with apathetic panic, a subdued anguish housed in his eyes. His comment was hollow. Of course, the situation wasn’t quite catastrophic, but it certainly wasn’t the ideal thing to wake up to.

“Do you know where the water main is?” Leorio strung words together out of habit, piecing together what he thought was correct. “We should maybe shut that off.”

Only now did he think it wise to call someone. He patted the pockets of his pajama pants and found them empty.. His phone had vanished from the end table, likely toppled to the carpet in his frantic attempt to rise. Leorio considered grabbed the pipes in an attempt to contain the water, but as strong as he was, he reasoned the effort would ultimately be futile.

Defeated, he stood opposite Miura as cool water splashed onto his shins. “I’ll order pizza if you call the water company,” he offered. There was a place open late on the weekends, and he figured it was better to make the situation more bearable than suffer completely.

[verumaeternus]

Runs smack into a light pole zoning out at 2am.

                 He clutches the steel pole as it absorbs the shock of the other man more or less running directly into it. HARI peers down from his perch above the street before he creeps back to where the light means the pole itself, resting in the crevice snugly.

“That looked like it hurt.“

[herosname]

@niightingcle liked for a starter!

“Now let’s see....” Looking down, Izuku was reading a small piece of notebook paper with a list of things his classmate wanted. He drew the short straw, and was sent out to get snacks for the kitchen. Well, that was until he heard a loud ‘thunk’! Glancing up, he saw an older man on the ground, his forehead red sitting in front of a lamp post.

“Oh jeez!” Walking over, he knelled down, holding his hand out. “Are you alright, sir?”

[an-ordinary-roach]

"Merry Crisis"

“Marry Crisis! May misfortune and constant anxiety consider not bugging ya this time around!~” 

[rcsentful]

"I shower with my clothing on so I can do laundry and bathe at the same time. Since I don't have money for the laundromat.... "

     “Oh, you do that too? I always wash my clothes in the water when I sneak into the bathhouse, since it’s an easy way to save money.”

[kingxviper]

@niightingcle

He’d stare at the other ..... before sticking out his forked/split tongue. Yes, Muji. Showing off your tongue is how you talk to people.

[zcck]

@niightingcle || STARTER CALL

On the streets, it was early morning. Zack went into one of the alleys and looked at the sky. It was dawn and that was annoying, since that meant that there would be many people around the city. He did not care to find people, the problem was if someone told the police to see him with a weapon. Stupid people.

Maybe it was better to find a place to rest a bit, but he stopped when someone bumped into him. Zack did not move a centimeter, looking at the other man in a bad mood.

     ❝ What the F*CK is WRONG with YA? ❞

[ultimumsuperbia-blog]

"The... soaps at the big hotels are no chocolate. They put them on your pillow but they are not chocolate, they are soap. I am glad you do not deceive me in this way... I like it here." (aka he's eaten hotel soap before on accident) - for Tetsu

   ❝Uh…I dunno why anybody would put soap on a pillow in the first place,❞ Comes a reply ripe with perplexity, the hot springs worker made to scratch his head. This is the first time he’s received such a compliment regarding his family’s inn but any compliment, even a strange one, is highly appreciated all the same.

   ❝Western hotels must be really weird. I wonder how many people have eaten the soap by accident…❞ He ponders aloud, blissfully unaware of Miura’s trauma relating to the very subject in question. 

[springflute]

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@niightingcle

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❤️ - Hug my muse from behind

Touch Starved Meme | @niightingcle

            “Good morning Miura, how did you sleep?” The hugs didn’t surprise him anymore, in fact he was more surprised when his boyfriend didn’t find an excuse to hug him. 

[scarleteyeskurta-blog]

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Accepting : to each 🍷 sent my muse has to take a shot  ××  @niightingcle

Kurapika was no stranger to the concept of “drinking games”. He had witnessed his rowdy colleagues engage in what he regarded as silly, useless and annoying games more often than not. 

While he had little interest in such activities and disliked the idea of proving his worth to his peers through such means -what was it supposed to prove anyway ?- he couldn’t deny that his friends were right when they pointed out he could use some relaxing time in their company from time to time. Not to mention that he was also… A little curious. He admitted that much. What was the fun in this ? What did it feel like ? He could give it a try. At least once. 

And that was how Kurapika ended up facing a table, covered with bottles varying in sizes and colors, a glass filled to the brim with some golden, plum liquid someone poured for him when he wasn’t looking. 

Kurapika had drunk alcohol before. This was nothing new, no first experience, at least when it came to that part of the game, or so he told himself. So when Miura gave him his first penalty -a gentle one- Kurapika executed the task easily, not wasting time, telling himself that if that was all these games were all about, it really wasn’t worth all the fuss. 

[mediknight]

He is wearing all of his boyfriends sweaters. "I'm still cold, hug me."

soft sentence starters // accepting // @niightingcle

Leorio frowns with concern. “That shouldn’t be possible; I’d be melting in all that. Are you anemic?”

Before he can reach to assess Miura’s temperature (and ascertain whether the man is simply cold-blooded), he pauses, tilting his head in mild accusation.

“If you want a hug,” he says, opening his arms, “all you have to do is ask.”

[calamitouscyan]

gives him several gift cards to all you can eat buffets

　―Good, this is good. He’s so gonna make the best out of these. All you can eat? He’s going to eat it all.

[viciousbite]

“Excuse me, but you dropped this!”

First Meeting Starters ( @niightingcle )

A clumsy moment, take out one thing from his pocket and drop another thing while doing so. Tae’ji merely had pulled out his new silver colored phone from his pocket while a small picture of him and his twin had dropped down on the ground nearby. Nothing that precious, but it had been his twins idea to take the picture in the first place while Tae’ji rarely had the need to take such things.

“…Oh.” A pair of dark, nearly black, eyes shifted towards the stranger as the male stopped on his steps and lowered his phone down to his side while still holding onto it. “How sweet of you. Thank you.” A surprisingly polite reply came from Taeji as he held out his free right hand towards the male in the hopes of getting his picture back. Glad he had his wings and tail hidden away because he might have accidentally hit the stranger by simply turning around.

“My brother could have been quite annoyed if I lost that.” The main reason he even bothered to keep it around.