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[administrationaid]

"Here's your happy meal."

@rake-rake

[getsusekaii]

Standing behind (@rake-rake) Yuta

[ofglories]

|| @rake-rake Vortigern fighting the temptation to pinch his cheek

Vortigern is welcome to pinch his cheeks- if he's willing to risk the 50/50 of either being stared at with a tiny pout or getting his hand bitten.

[kakovoulos]

"Wake up, boy."

He wants to talk while the brat is asleep and not in the position to wrangle his body back from him.

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[incubabe]

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"..."

"I don't want to win this war anymore. You can go home."

[astrxthesiai]

“ How can I live, laugh, love in these conditions? ” unprompted, Vash for Roberto 💃

⇢✶Roberto wanted to swerve the dune buggy off the nearest cliff, but unfortunately, there were not many.  The nearest one was kilometers away, and besides, Vash would have to explain to Roberto’s family why Roberto would not be returning to them anytime soon.  He regretted Meryl talking him into following the very subject of their editorial around.  Vash was chaotic in his own way, and Roberto was sure he would get them both killed if they were not careful.  Live, laugh, love was not the motto he had in mind when it came to the walking human typhoon.

“You don’t,” Roberto deadpanned, grabbing the rearview mirror to adjust.  “As I said before, there are rules in the car whenever I’m driving.  One, the driver chooses the radio station.  Two, no ifs or buts about it.  Three, I’m never letting you try to drive a dune buggy ever again.  And Wolfwood drives like we’re all nearly indestructible like you both are.”

One does not simply travel through No Man’s Land either.  Vash, Roberto, and Wolfwood knew that better than anyone in the vehicle.  Perhaps, Meryl had an idea, but the girl was still green around the ears.

“Besides, ‘live, laugh, love’ is not something I’d associate with any of you denizens of No Man’s Land,” he continues.  Neither could he say that about his wife, who was a retired bounty hunter.  Still, the woman was the type to have a carving of ‘live, laugh, love’ in their household.  However, that was the subject of a drunken rant for another day...

[bhanshi]

" stop staring at me like that, you dumb hick. if you wanna say something, just say it. " @rake-rake :)

[sxnguinesxnctum]

o.......... okay....................

[duunswitch]

@rake-rake || i have a fae nip problem. it's me, i am the problem

"Gotta be honest here, Obe. I'm not sure about the bugs." Like they were cool and all or whatever, but while she was trying to eat lunch? "Can they like. Stay off the table at least?"

[maledictus-maleficus]

" I see no reason to humiliate you further. Merlin is performing his duties admirably. " She seems quite pleased. Why, she's even sparkling!

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[getsusekaii]

@rake-rake: MAI WAIT IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK

“not marrying any bitch huh? hmph!”

[ofglories]

|| @rake-rake He was wet under the rain and Vortigern picked him by the scruff

He feels vaguely offended, like he needs to bite his older brother right now.

[zinbu]

Song of the friendship. // @rake-rake

Soft steps whispered through the forgotten washitsu as Geto entered, a warm smile gently twisting his lips. His form shifted gracefully, and before a single ray of sunlight could caress his facade, the older man seated himself before the familiar figure, moving a chess piece with a low, contemplative hum.

"If you continue to visit so often, one of your students might notice. Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your image? Of being seen in this light? Ah, ah, ah --- forgive my manners—would you care for a cup of Nama-Cha?"

[musedriven]

@rake-rake said // "...Misa." Light's movements are fluid and steady, always in control, as he quietly extends his hand towards her. Palm upwards and fingers relaxed in an open, inviting gesture that doesn't cease to be careful, as though he was about to treat with an extremely fragile thing. He simply watches her, and awaits for her choice.

her god calls and she does not hesitate to answer. she looks at him with adoration as she places her own palm against his, ready to serve as she has always done in her life. his angel; the people's idol. how could she not come to worship his beliefs and how could she not fall in love with his conviction? her eyes are his, her life freely given if he requires it, anything to see that his new world comes to be. she was helpless against her heart. " yes, Light? " she breathes softly, eager to know what he wishes of her. eager to show herself worthy of his attention and determined to earn his affection.

serving him was as easy as breathing air. as natural as preforming upon her stage. she was made for this. to serve and be used as her superiors see fit. her agents had been doing it to her for as long as she could recall at this point. it was what she was good at; and now she had a real purpose to serve. a cause to support and a person to rely on. someone who was willing to use her for good and yet still saw her. how could she not fall even deeper each time he called her name?

[cannibalvillains]

@rake-rake asked ❛  i wish we had more time together.  ❜ Ume for Sukuna

" Are you feeling sentimental all of a sudden? " Sukuna had never taken Uraume for that type. Or at least if they were he wouldn't necessarily understand that sentiment. It was clear in the doubtful expression he gave his servant. " Either way. We can take as much time as we want. "

[soulgathered-archived]

✏️✏️ Roman & Oberon

Romani, admiring a sleeping Oberon: You’re so cute.

Oberon, sleepily: I could beat your ass.

Romani, lovingly: I know.

Oberon: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Romani: Aren't you forgetting something?

Oberon: Uuh...*hesitantly kisses Romani's forehead before running out.*

Romani: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

Oberon: How do you want your coffee?

Romani: Black, like my soul.

Oberon:

Oberon: Romani, your soul is a latte.

incorrect quotes ( accepting ) // @rake-rake .