Whoops. Forgot to pay his phone plan for a few months there.

// Hello. I will be trying to get this account running again. Let me know if you'd be interested in writing something.

Energy jelly hanging from his lips. This sustenance will have to last him for the whole day. Oh boy.

// I just lurk here once a month. I'm more active on my Secret Third Account.

// I'm sorry, I had to.

....Him?

Not to brag, but Seung-Yoon is Radiant tier in V*lorant.

@ainoslayings.bsky.social "Miss." He stopped her on the street, this imposing tower of ivory colored uniform. Intimidating...but not purposefully so. "...Sorry, do you have a permit for that?" He asked with a gloved finger pointing to the sword at her hip.

@intoning.bsky.social Yoon took a long drag of his cigarette, finding himself in with eyes easily wandering. Today's mission: People watching and information gathering. Particularly, a gaze lingering on a woman ...scent of blood yet dressed in a starch white. "Hey." He called out to her.

// Just small fyi i do prefer RP threads be in replies rather than QRTs.

// okay, tomorrow 💤

Pale green fluorescent lights flicker in an abandoned building, the last breaths of what once was. Now the nest of something horrific, a spindly human form of gaping maw and long claws. He walked with only the hum of electricity through tubes and his own footsteps as sound. Modern day hunting.

// y'all still want these?

// Yeah hi Mitsuri-mun

Checking his busted up phone, watching a graph showing the rise and fall in price of a certain graphics card... Why can't it just go on sale already...

// I'll write. Eventually.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ« 🅈𝕆𝕌 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆 ㅤㅤㅤ𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝕻𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ&•& ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ🄳𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕕 M̳𝐄, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏.ᐟ ㅤㅤ

❝ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs, ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ... sʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ. ❞ ︴︴︴✧ Goddess Of Death ︴︴✧ Mirrored Detail ︴✧ Mature Themes ⟳ ＆ ♥︎

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// jesus christ i hope that i make sure nazi shits NEVER follow me

noize For all of you who follow any of crazedhathobo's accounts, this is their writer account. An outright fucking nazi in the space. I will be blocking their accounts and alts, and unfollowing anyone who associates with them. We take the trash out, or the trash takes us. Your choice.

A dying dog still has its pride. Going off someplace hidden to spend its final moments, not wishing to disappoint its Masters.

° Final Fantasy XIV┆Warrior of Light ° Gpose + RP Account ° TL banter + interactions welcomed ° DMs open for plot┆interactions ┆etc. ° 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃⚠️𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 ⁑ #FFXIVRP #MVRP #FFRP #FFXIV ⁑

"Good point." Can't deny that he himself was pretty strange...not a lot of people would dare wear a black trenchcoat and long pants in this weather. "And if I said it was specially made for the weather?" He asked with a tilt of his head. "My name...I guess it might mean something. —

// Back for now. I'll throw out more starters later.

The gave a slow nod...learning, always good to get some practice in. "Then, I will gladly help you test your Korean." He expressed, shifting to her language of choice. "Frankly: Curiosity. I'm a meddler by nature, and there's stories of supernatural creatures roaming about." —

"It's no trouble. I just got paid." With that, he produces a whole 200 yen from his pocket in the form of twin coins. Into the vending machine it goes. "Black, latte, or mocha? And do you want hot or cold?"

"You're looking tired, [ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ]. Need some coffee?"

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He expressed with some quiet contemplation at those lighthearted words, as ethereal and gentle as the entirety of the Mage's nature... It was his direct contrast, in many ways. "Let's go with 'something else'. It might become a problem later down the line." He extended his hand, clad in leather--

He'll allow himself a little drink....just tonight.

// I'll do replies tomorrow, trust.

// Who want him.

𝗔 𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗗𝗖 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀. 𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜 ⟳ ʀᴛ / ♡ ʟɪᴋᴇ!