#unshackled-instinct

[viceandmature]

Iori Yagami Laughing Gif That You Can Hear

[bravesung]

❛  hello,  welcome  to  hinamori!   ❜  namine,  the  hostess,  does  her  greeting  as  usual.  this  time,  however,  sachiko  was  approaching  to  brief  the  young  woman  on  the  restaurants  number  of  covers  for  the  night.  once  sachiko  saw  the  tall  redhead,  there’s  an  obvious  look  of  shock  that  crosses  her  features.  ❛ .  .  .  THE  mister  iori  yagami  is  here  in  .  .  .  ?!  ❜  trying  her  best  to  conceal  a  squeal  from  being  face  to  face  with  one  of  her  favourite  musicians,  she  quickly  regains  her  composure  and  bows  along  with  namine,   ❛  g-good  evening,  mister  yagami.  my  name  is  kanzaki  sachiko  and  I  am  the  owner  of  hinamori.  please  let  me  know  if  you  need  anything  and  thank  you  for  choosing  us  for  your  dining  experience.  namine  will  guide  you  to  your  seat.  ❜  upon  whispering  to  the  hostess  to  escort  him  to  the  garden  room  ––  also  known  as  hinamori’s  vip  suite  ––  she  heads  back  towards  the  bar  where  you  sat,  conversing  with  the  new  bartender,  evangeline.

❛  .  .  .  it’s  never  too  late  to  be  a  model,  miss  evangeline,  don’t  give  up  on  your  dreams!  ❜  you  enjoyed  talking  to  the  platinum  haired  woman  (  you  also  wondered  if  sachiko  also  hired  her  because  they  both  bore  striking  white  hair,  but  she  was  still  a  wonderful  asset,  regardless.  ).  as  evangeline  was  about  to  answer,  sachiko  excitedly  grabs  your  hand,  trying  her  best  to  speak.  ❛  hana  .  .  .  oh  my  goodness  .  .  .  y-you  will  never  guess  .  .  .  who  just  came  in!!  ❜  sachiko  sounded  as  though  she  was  on  the  verge  of  hyperventilation,  concerning  you.   ❛  sachi,  calm  down!  take  deep  breaths  .  .  .  who  just  walked  in  here?  ❜  you’re  looking  left  and  right,  attempting  to  identify  the  person  she  was  referring  to  visually.  leaning  closer,  sachiko  whispers,  ❛  iori.  yagami.  the  most  awesome  jazz  musician  to  ever  exist!  he’s  the  reason  I  got  those  limited-edition  vinyls!  ❜  when  you  heard  the  name,  your  eyes  widen  dramatically  ––  which  sachiko  seemed  to  has  mistook  for  your  being  just  as  excited.  oh,  how  wrong  she  was.  

❛  oh  .  .  .  u-uhm  .  .  .  I  see  .  .  .  ❜  you  were  not  sure  when  you’d  see  iori  next,  but  you  didn’t  think  it  would  be  in  shinjuku  and  in  your  best  friend’s  restaurant.  how,  exactly,  could  you  explain  to  sachiko  that  you  not  only  almost  beheaded  the  individual  while  training,  then  proceeded  to  get  into  an  argument  with  him?  you  were  about  to  speak  again,  but  this  time  evangeline  cuts  in.  ❛  hey,  boss  lady,  if  you  are  okay  with  it,  I  can  bring  something  special  to  the  table  as  a  gift  from  you.  back  at  my  old  job,  we  had  celebrities  come  in  all  the  time,  so  it  won’t  really  take  me  out  of  character  if  I  see  him.  ❜  she  suggests  nonchalantly,   ❛  is  he  a  whiskey  kind  of  guy?  most  guys  are,  but  I  don’t  want  to  assume.  probably  can  do  a  dessert  too,  yeah?  ❜   this  gave  you  an  idea,  ❛  miss  evangeline,  can  you  add  that  to  my  account  here?  i’ll  take  care  of  whatever  he  orders  tonight.  ❜  you  reasoned  that  as  an  apology,  you  can  cover  his  dinner  and  maybe  bring  over  a  fruit  basket  when  it’s  less  busy.  looking  back  towards  you,  sachiko  raises  an  eyebrow,  ❛  you’d  do  that,  hana?  that’s  really  sweet  of  you  .  .  .  but,  why?  I  didn’t  know  you  were  a  superfan  too!  ❜  in  turn,  you  smile  and  tap  sachiko’s  hand,  ❛  it’s  because  if  miss  evangeline  delivers  everything,  the  food  will  make  it  to  the  table  and  not  on  the  floor  because  you  fainted  in  attempt  to  tell  him.  ❜  (  nice  save,  right?  )

with  sachiko  in  agreement  (  and  a  slight,  jestful  push  to  you  ),  evangeline  clears  her  throat  then  leaves  the  bar  to  head  to  the  table,  but  not  before  you  whisper  something  in  her  ear.  evangeline  makes  a  face,  shrugs,  then  proceeds  to  walk  over  to  the  garden  room.  finding  his  table,  she  bows  then  smiles  to  iori.   ❛  mister  yagami,  I  wanted  to  let  you  know  that  your  dinner  has  been  comped  for  tonight.  a  hanamaru  kazama  has  asked  to  take  care  of  your  bill. ❜

@unshackled-instinct. / storyline continuation!

[codedred]

             ❛  what am I trying to accomplish? that  we  go  on  a  nice  romantic  walk  on  the  beach.   ❜  you  answer  sarcastically,  rolling  your  eyes.  ❛  I  told  you  already.  besides,  who  still  questions  and  complains  after  they’ve  been  told  they’re  being  treated  to  dinner?  ❜   shaking  your  head,  you  grab  the  rest  of  the  shopping  bags,  looking  in  the  window  of  another  department  store  to  see  if  the  red-bottoms  would  match  your  new  suit.  ❛  it  would  help  if  you  went  out  more  anyway,  get  some  fresh  air,  maybe  learn  to  smile  more,  it  won’t  hurt  you.   ❜    

@unshackled-instinct. / ask response continuation!

[immolatiism]

FIRST MEETING PROMPTS - accepting

unshackled-instinct asked: [ ABANDONED ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  in  an  abandoned  building 

The human world... was boring. It was full of weak, boring humans, leading meaningless, boring lives. And under Reikai's watchful eye, he wasn't allowed to mess with any of them. So Hiei tried to stay out of their way.

This in itself proved to be nearly impossible. There were just too damned many of them to avoid. Even in a place like this.

Hiei had thought the building was abandoned. It certainly appeared as if it wasn't being used for anything in particular, and there hadn't been anyone around the first time he'd circled the place. But by the time he'd settled himself down to rest in the shell of a boarded up window, he could hear the telltale sound of footsteps approaching.

He sighed. It would be a pain to find another location even remotely as deserted as this one. And so, knowing that it would give away his location to whatever idiot had decided to come in here after him, he called out instead.

" Go away, whoever you are. "

[thuganomxcs]

❝ poltergeist report: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃⚔️𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐕𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 | 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍: ⚔️ | client: @unshackled-instinct | 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.

Battle intro: "You feelin' okay chief?" Victory: "What kinda power was that? Screw it, we should really do this again sometime. Defeat: "Dammit..yer..too strong." Assist: "I got ya Haircut!!" Taunt: "What's the matter Haircut? Can't keep up?" Reacting to Taunt: "You..son of a bitch!!" Tie: "Damn you're a tough one aren't ya!?" perfect Victory: "Get up you friggin' novice, I'm not done kickin' your ass!"

[psiidol]

(unshackled-instinct)

✨️

@unshackled-instinct

If there was one thing about being an idol she didn't enjoy, it was performing outside, especially in warmer climates. The greatest period for outdoor events was in the spring, albeit spring does have some iffy weather. Thank god the air conditioners backstage were better than those on stage. The stage performers gave it their all, but there is only so much you can do when you're jumping, singing, moving, and dancing all at once.

the loud, never-ending audience clapping for her. Since she regrettably ran out of time for her customary encore, she waved to the audience one final time before leaving the stage and returning to the back. Since being perspirant was not on the agenda, she grabbed the closest piece of paper to fan herself off. After a while of standing there, she realized she had invited a very significant visitor!

She knocked on his door after fanning herself all the way to the dressing rooms. ❝Yagami? Are you still—❞ When she opened his door and saw him standing in front of an electric fan without a shirt on, she felt her cheeks start to heat up. Was he getting dressed at the moment? She abruptly burst in without giving him a chance to respond! She quickly turned her back on it and shut the door out of pure humiliation.

❝ S-Sorry! Please forgive me, I didn't know you were in the middle of changing! I'll just come back later! ❞

[viceandmature]

“Indeed, it would be lovely to mute those uncultured swines.” *Mature agreed with Iori and just as Vice was about to do a splashing pounce on that loud music blaster, Iori beat her to it by crushing the annoying device by his violence hating hands*

“Good riddance to that trash, ahahaha!” *Vice chuckled at the carnage while Mature filed her nails*

I don’t care how unfair things are in your life, put some goddamn headphones on in public

[burnxngslash]

message in the timeline: 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 | @unshackled-instinct : 🎭 (unshackled-instinct) For shits and giggles, you can do your best Iori impression (even if it will be rough on Rock's vocal cords). I 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

FIRST OF ALL he tried giving himself a pompador..as best as he could and ONCE that was done he allowed his chi to assimilate around the palm of his hand, allowing it to take the illusion of roaring flames, then he’d close his palm allowing the ‘flames’ to die before placing his head down. First change that occurs was his shoulders shaking and a quiet yet low sound of laughter began leaving him before raising his head, a single hand reaches to comb through his locks as he continued to laugh maniacally into the air before stopping to cough.  ❝   𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐰.   ❞

[touchyoudown]

@unshackled-instinct : continued from here.

         ❛ Nah, I'm fully aware of where I am. I just don't care. ❜

         The inhabitants of Santa Destroy weren't exactly known for their courteousness, however, it was rare that someone would interrupt a musical performance with their negative commentary in such a loud-mouthed manner that the band itself would pause and answer back to the offender.

         ❛ Y'all gonna wrap up soon or what ? I came here to enjoy a beer without all this extra racket. ❜

[sentofight]

-----------continue x \\ @unshackled-instinct

If he thinks that is going to make her shut up then he is mistakenly wrong. That only made her even more angry for losing her precious ice cream! Not even an apology! Big sister Whip said people should apologize when they drop your ice cream! (actually not ice cream per se but she understood it like that.)

"Beeehhh!!" she stuck out her tongue to the taller male. "You should've watched where you were going! I was carrying the ice cream! You move away from way!"

[bravesung]

white,  lots  of  white.  sterilization,  random  beeping,  and  faded  chatter.

you’re  in  a  hospital.

sitting  up  in  the  bed,  you  bring  your  hand  to  your  forehead.  places  on  your  body  felt  tender,  definitely  wounded.  opening  one  eye,  you  see  someone  you  never  thought  would  be  sitting  at  your  bedside,  countenance  still  aloof.  ❛  mister  .  .  .  yagami  .  .  .  ?  ❜  brow  arches  and  your  body  shifts  to  sit  up  in  the  hospital  bed  ━━   as  much  as  the  wires  attached  to  the  monitor  beside  you  would  allow.  ❛  what  happened  .  .  .  ?  did  .  .  .  did  you  bring  me  here?  ❜   the  question  was  asked  in  disbelief,  not  that  you  didn’t  welcome  his  help,  but  more  that  you  wouldn’t  expect  him  to  go  out  of  his  way  to  do  so.  while  you  still  needed  to  pick  up  the  pieces  as  to  what  happened,  you  still  gave  him  your  softest  smile.  ❛  thank  you  .  .  .  thank  you  so  much  .  .  .  ❜

you  were  right,  he  wasn’t  a  bad  person  after  all.       

@bravesung (for the "attacked and left for dead" meme.)

Upon seeing the unconscious Hana lying on the ground, Iori could see that she was badly wounded. She was bleeding heavily from a massive gash on her right side. Whatever the injury was, it came close to killing her.

Even with her luck, she was an idiot for getting herself into this situation in the first place. Iori knew Hana wouldn't be able to handle something like this. She wasn't good in combat, and it was very easy for her to be overwhelmed by a much stronger opponent.

Still, leaving Hana to die here was completely out of the question. Even if Iori was always annoyed by her lectures and did not appreciate her constantly prying into his life, he felt an obligation to get her out of this place as soon as possible.

With an irritated grunt, he carefully scooped Hana into his arms and looked for a means to take her to safety. He wasn't good with first aid, so a hospital will have to do in this situation.

[bravesung]

( unshackled-instinct. ) ━━━━ "I don't need your sympathy."

          ❛  mister  yagami,  I  know  you  don’t  need  the  sympathy  .  .  .  but  is  it  truly  a  crime  for  someone  to  still  want  to  extend  their  hand  to  help  you?  you  do  not  have  to  keep  avoiding  it.  you  may  not  want  to  believe  it,  but  I,  and  miss  evangeline,  are  in  your  corner.  ❜

[codedred]

Iori: *pushes Hana and leaves to smoke.* That should take care of that problem.

Evangeline, walking up: NOPE. WELCOME TO PART 2 MOTHERFUCKER.

[littledancingphoenix]

For @unshackled-instinct continued from here <3

"No, stop! What are you doing?!" She ran in front of Panda, holding her arms out to shield her. "Panda was just trying to protect me! Now you're just bullying an animal. Don't you have any shame?! And there are people starting to watch now, so good job with that too!"

[chadillacboseman]

Can't stop thinking about Makarov....

Makarov who sees you cuffed to a chair in a low-res photo sent to him by his intel officers. They all instinctively take a step back in earnest fear of his wrath.

Makarov who puts a bullet between the eyes of the men who were supposed to keep watch over you. But not before he makes them suffer. The others try to ignore the screams that come from the interrogation room.

Makarov who hunts down your captors like a predatory animal, blood staining his face, his fatigues, his hands. He looks less a human and more a visage of pure rage.

Makarov who watches the light fade from the eyes of the soldier guarding your cell, hands wound tightly around his neck. Then he's unshackling you quickly, blood-caked forehead touched to yours as he slips the metal rings from your wrists, rough hands massaging the indents left behind.

Makarov who washes the blood from your sore body, his own bloodied skin pressed against your back in the steam of the shower. His hands wander lower on you, calloused fingers brushing over your thighs, the curve your ass, all the while his mouth is on your neck or your ear, murmuring against your skin.

Oh the things he whispers.

He tells you how he killed for you. How he wrung the very life from every man who dared lay a finger on you. As the blood washes down the drain, he promises you he'd do it over and over to keep you safe.

[fantasyandshit]

The light and the dark

Type: series

Part: 3/?

Other parts here

Pairing: Azriel x Archeron sister reader

Summary: That was not expected.

Four guards open my cell yet again and unshackle me, roughly grabbing me. one stands in front of us, one behind, and one holding each arm. I struggle in the males grips, my clothes are ripped to shreds, my hair is so matted you couldn’t brush it, blood and dirt cake my skin from various cuts and bruises and I’m thin, much thinner than I was, but I’d made sure to keep whatever muscle I could. As I’m brought to the so-called ‘king’s’ room, I notice Elain and Nesta, both are a bit thinner, then again they always were and more pale but I was glad to see they had very minimal damage other than Nesta matted hair. I look around the room as I’m pulled forward and completely freeze when I see it…them.

Feyre and Azriel…with a bolt through his chest… I’m shoved to the ground and take this as my moment, twisting around and kicking one of the guards in the shins, then sweeping another’s legs from under him, grabbing the sword one dropped and stabbing it through one of the others abdomen, then. Finally, I tackle the other to the ground, the blade lodging in his skull. I stand up, my breath fast and shallow and turn, looking from Nesta and Elain to Feyre and her friends, then finally my gaze lands on Hybern, who’s slowly applauding.

“That was quite the show darling.” I almost vomit at the way the last word rolls from his mouth, the only other times he’d used it were when- god I can’t even think about it as I make my way in front of my human sisters. I know the fae can handle themselves, my only concern about them is Azriel who is uncharacteristically pale, and hold the sword in front of me, my arm latching around them. “Start with her.” Before I know what’s happening four men pick me up, snapping the wrist that holds the sword and im forced to drop it.

“Get off me!” I scream and claw with my good hand as I’m brought up the stairs and forced into the cauldron, my head pops up until it’s held under. The sensation is weird… to say the least.

It’s cold yet hot, agonizing yet peaceful, it brings sadness and joy, light and dark, life and death, before I can think anymore wise opposites I’m thrown to the floor, an unknown weight sitting on my back as I splutter, lifting my head and seeing shocked faces. What- My thought is cut off by the sound of a thump and Nesta is thrown beside me, then Elain. I notice it now, they’re different- they have pointed ears, limbs longer- They are fae. What the hell?

I slowly stand on shaky feet, stomach cramping and nearly falling to my back just before I see Hyberm raising his hand and instinctively I do just as Cassian does-I jump. I throw myself over my newly fae sisters and white hot agony flows over the unknown weight on my back and I don’t even realize I’m screaming till it’s all over and I collapse to the side.

I look over to check on my sister when I see it-them. Wings, wings attached to my body that are shredded beyond belief, blood pooling around them. Wings- no I couldn’t-I couldn’t have wings. I hear people shouting my name and a cold sensation envelopes me before it all goes dark.

I groan as I’m jostled before I’m placed in a cot, back up, wings. Wings-holy shit. Draping over the edges, i loom to my right to see Azriel and Cassian in the cots beside me and a voice-a voice I’ve fantasized about yells for me, over and over, begging me to stay awake but it’s just too hard so I close my eyes and peace washes over me finally.

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I know it’s short but I took medicine to sleep so I can’t write more tonight. I’ll give you more tomorrow. Love y’all!

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