Click the link and reblog yourself as kawaii

theserpentinecrescendo:

shikiandmrmew:

Make yourself mother fucking kawaii here.

eureka-thurston:

Make a female version of yourself, they said. You’ll have fun,they said.

Assholes.

I would totally hit that, I said.

(Source: allyouneedisathneed)

@Arithmophile

arithmophile:

shocahtoa:

Looks like it must’ve been one hell of a fight to subtract Joshua. Well worth it of course. Congrats by the way, Mister Composer.

[A grin. He could never be bitter of the accomplishments of another him. Even if it wasn’t him. He watches the fox for a moment before settling of the couch with a contented sigh, still looking around.]

Somehow yelling until I got what I wanted worked. Whatever, ‘s not my Shibuya anyways so.

Most certainly was. We’ve fixed up a lot of Shibuya, but we haven’t really gotten Central Street and on. …well, maybe teach’s gotten some more fixed from Cat Street on back. Eh, I dunno. Point is, she’s coming back 2gether.

And, thanks! This’ll B you 1 day, and hopefully soon.

[He shrugs, patting the other on his shoulder. It was an odd relief 2 see himself, really. Perhaps the simple knowledge he wasn’t the only 1 out there dealing with Taboo helped.]

Well, hey! Yelling can B pretty factoring effective.

[He plops down beside the other, patting his lap twice; the fox leaping over one mathematician, and into the Composer’s lap. He pets the head gently b4 it whips around, staring at the other.]

Oh, right… this is Yd. He tends not 2 talk when I’m with others. …I don’t understand why, some sorta weird shyness thing.

[A shrug, switching petting-hands and wrapping his free arm over the couch.]

So, what’s the plan? I really can’t leave the throneroom further than the Dead God’s Pad for long. I have a TV, a mostly-in tact foosball machine… I could send Yd 2 get us some chow, maybe.

Well, uh, pleased to meet you then Yd. [A brief nod to the fox. The bit of nervousness of another’s Taboo beginning to melt away a bit, feeling more at ease. Besides, he wasn’t a threat here and he was genuinely here on friendly means!]

We can do anything you want, really. I sure ain’t picky. Just being out of that Shibuya and being here is > what I expected to do tonight.

But, food, food is always a good start.

[Playing it cool for now, just hanging out, certainly not going to try and legitimately ask him…out…right away. Nah, course not.] 

Joshua/Konishi/anyone who thinks they could dominate me.

Just tossing that third one in there to switch things up a bit.

H yes. I’m still at least 90% sure he wants me dead and probably still has the power to do it. I’d just rather not factoring deal with him.

And Joshua? Not really. I mean, of what he can do, sure. That Holy power is not something to factoring mess with. But at the same time, he’s got my taint. And even with it barred off or factoring whatever, it won’t let it’s source get subtracted so easily.

And I think he likes me anyways.

Nightmare Coming True

tigrispunctualis:

“Hmph. Something tells me you were nowhere near close to that point with the Konishi from your world.” She pushed off the chair and strode over to him, circling around and closely eyeing the markings.

“No, you’ve always been an idiot. A dangerous idiot at least; it’d be rude to undervalue you. But whereas before, you were more of a danger to the order of the Game than the rest of us, and now you’ve clearly decided to make up for that.”

He was acting a lot more comfortable around her, now that he had started flirting - hopefully not enough to try and infect her. Her interest in the Taboo was only getting worse the more she looked at it, though, so she might as well test the waters. Besides, some of that joy in baiting him earlier was still swimming around in her head. While circling behind him, she slipped a hand across his shoulder, running from Taboo to skin.

“A certain will, hm?”

“So says you. Maybe I’m zetta slick and I was always in her panties making her slick before I got factoring stolen.”

He carefully watched her, idly running his tongue over his lips. She’d never been trustworthy back at home, and surely she was about the same here. Untrustworthy. But still, he was going to flirt and get, well, hopefully something out of this.She was competition, after all, he was going to aim to take over the top spot of this Shibuya and she was most likely going to get in the way and some point. Learn what he could now, he supposed.

Though his mind was thrown for a slight loop when she touched his shoulder. The Taboo would be like ice to her, but to him is set his skin on fire. The taint itself shifted and squirmed and it longed to jump to another host, but was unable to. Goosebumps sprang up over his arms, his whole body going a bit tense before he forced himself to relax, to try and show no (more) weakness in front of her.

“Yeah. It may wanna jump, but I’m the one who’s in control. I choose if I wanna divide it up and pass the remainders off to anyone else.”

(Source: shocahtoa)

You mean a female version of a man I know?

Weeeeeell.

Megumi would make a hot chick, I bet. He’s got some nice hips as is, probably even better once you add some more curves in.

777. He’s like the perfect build (besides mine, of course). Kariya’s leaness with a bit more muscle to him. And that neck. I just want to leave that pretty neck covered in bruises his collar can’t hide.

And Konishi. Zetta obviously. She’s got all the right curves. Perfect squares and all.

shikiandmrmew:

shocahtoa:

#/screams #stop being handsome

Never

….

Oh geez youwe’REN’TSUPPOSEDTOSEETHAT

I always read the tags.

Especially when they’re about me.

Let’s play ‘Tumblr 20 Questions’. The next 20 questions I get, I’ll answer honestly.

yourpatronsaintofdenial:

(Source: jazminle)

#/screams #stop being handsome

Never

(Source: atomic-lithium)

 tigrispunctualis replied to H’s post: Dean is like a perfect combo of H, Sho, and a…

His art is just trash, right? Sounds about right.

FUCK YOU

@Arithmophile

arithmophile:

[The old room mostly remained—though a red chair and TV replacing the length of the cream couches, a black ellipse for a rug, and alligator noise instead of piranhas noise lurking underneath. Even some alcohol remains, though mixed with soda bottles, a couple of mathbooks, and several unopened bags of lollipops. The mathematician double has hair’s slicked back, moving around various furniture pieces. He looks up when the other speaks, smirking widely.]

Sorry, she still ain’t in the best of shape. I think the couch is a futon, but I broke the last one… so we’ll just have 2 sit. …though I didn’t expect you 2 actually get here, 2b honest! Heheheh.

[A taboo fox pops out from behind the couch, staring quietly at him before very cautiously stepping up on the couch arm and lying down.]

Looks like it must’ve been one hell of a fight to subtract Joshua. Well worth it of course. Congrats by the way, Mister Composer.

[A grin. He could never be bitter of the accomplishments of another him. Even if it wasn’t him. He watches the fox for a moment before settling of the couch with a contented sigh, still looking around.]

Somehow yelling until I got what I wanted worked. Whatever, ‘s not my Shibuya anyways so.

(Source: shocahtoa)