princessofplunder:

If it’s good enough, I’ll keep it.

murdered-hope:

see-you-later-kid:

SHOW YOUR LOVE FOR ENMA!! 

yourcreepyuncle:

if you’re sad just remember

imagine them coming for you

tackling you

licking your face

covering you in their excited puppy wiggles

imagine how fluffy that’d be

(Source: ectobiologist)

most-awkward-moments:

motherfkncreeper:

permanentlyfrozen:

THIS IS THAT SASSY DOG

Omfg. That’s just amazing.

Warning: this blog will give you a laugh-attack.

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blacklightening:

shirokurodream replied to your post: shirokurodream replied to your post: I tried that…

#YES PERFECT FOR THIS MOMENT #I FINALLY EARNED ONE OF THESE #WHY AM I PROUD OF THAT #IDEK

^{ooc; YOUR TAGS. /sobs and claps/}

centralmechanic:

Looking in the direction he was pointing, the ginger gave a nod and a small grunt of understanding. “Lovely.”

Returning her eyes to the male, Samantha’s freckled face split into a grin at the ‘my dear’ comment. “I’ve got th’ day off,” she explained, sliding her hands into her pockets. “First one in a while, and I figured I needed another hobby other than tearin’ appliances apart at ‘ome.”

^{The boy smiles at her accent.}

^{“I hope you don’t mind me asking but where are you from? Are you from around here? I’m very curious.” He giggles and folds his hands. “I’m sorry for being. I just crave knowing things. After all, I did read all these books.” He laughs. “You’re a master engineer, huh? That’s really cool. Can you repair anything?”}

(Source: shirokurodream)

m-a-s-a-o-m-i:

Its for something i’m doing or well i just need to see xD

(Source: gokuuderas)

akane—mizuki:

She set the teacup down on the table, preparing to listen to his story. The brief summary he gave her of the plot brought her interest up higher. He’s creative, that’s good. The story itself reminded her somewhat of a fable, but directly pointing out the lesson was a little tricky. Her mind felt hazy, like she was trying to sort her thoughts out through a fog. Why am I so sleepy all of the sudden? It couldn’t be because of the story; it was an interesting tale. Maybe the tea was a little too relaxing in the long run. 

A sensation of falling was shot through her bones before Leon caught her, helping her to a couch for her to lay down. The blankets felt warm over her already numbing body, sleep taking over slowly as she glanced back up at the child. Finally she drifted off, unaware of what was going to, or rather would could have, happen/happened to her while she was defenseless to him. Unknowing of her wariness having good reason, the girl breathed deeply, content in her sleep. For once she actually had a good dream.

Her eyes slipped open after some time, blinking dozily around. They spotted Leon, the realization she was still in his study occurring to her. Falling asleep in her host’s place…the ravenette felt a bit rude. Her legs slipped to the floor, sitting up fully as azure orbs peered at him. “Leon, are you okay?” He looked a little distressed with his face buried away in his hands, but he also appeared sleepy as well. “I-I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t mean to fall asleep while I was here.” Sheepish, Akane shifted on the couch, fidgeting. If he was angry she would understand. Hopefully he didn’t think it was because of his story she dozed off. 

“Um, how long was I out for?” It was hard to tell how late it was here, but she hoped not for too long. Her father and brother would worry if she didn’t show up at home without letting them know she was delayed. 

^{Leon nodded his head very slowly. He narrowed his eyes slightly. “It’s fine. You’re not the first.” He says a little irritated. Hopefully she didn’t find his anger to be offending. It was towards her. It was towards himself. The boy sat back in his chair and crossed his legs, placing his hands together in front of his ankles.}

^{“You were out for half an hour. That’s how long I put your tea sleep to last.” He says looking at her cautiously. “Also the stories gave it a sort of sleep push. Everytime I tell my history it causes a sleep spell. I’m sorry about that.” He watches as she become sleepy again. “I can tell you my life story but you’ll forget your memory. If you want to keep all your sanity, never come back to his bookshop. Rid yourself from what I said about dreams, okay?” He says filled with worry.} 

^{The enchantress will not lay her hands on this girl. She’s too nice. She’s done nothing. But what am I doing? I’ll forget a bit of my memory if I keep telling her about my curse. I think I told her enough.}

^{“So please. When you leave the store with your books, never come back again.” He gulped. He knew that telling her this would loose a customer and that would punishment from the enchantress. She wasn’t the first one he helped escape from the enchantress’ dreameaters.} 

^{The boy stared at the girl who was wide eyed now. He looked down ashamed of himself. He pierced his lips then looked up a bit. “I’m sorry to tell you but this bookshop was made to lure people in. I already told you my history. I cannot tell you anymore. I’m sorry to be so rude, but can you kindly leave?”}

(Source: shirokurodream)