[ text ] I’ve made this amazing blanket/pillow cocoon combo and I am set for life in here.
to: mahou shounenfrom: kaito
[ text ] whoa i want in[ text ] wait. question[ text ] are you hiding from your wife[ text ] or my tazed “”“husband”“”
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[ text ] I’ve made this amazing blanket/pillow cocoon combo and I am set for life in here.
to: mahou shounenfrom: kaito
[ text ] whoa i want in[ text ] wait. question[ text ] are you hiding from your wife[ text ] or my tazed “”“husband”“”

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[ text ] With a butt like mine I’ll never have to pay for Netflix again.
to: unlimited netflixfrom: kaito
[ text ] uh[ text ] that sounds handy[ text ] wow…[ text ] … can i check that just to make sure
[ text ] First and foremost you’re my friend, but you’re also a mistake I made when I was drunk
to: takano pigtailfrom: kaito
[ text ] wow. you can pick your nose but you can't pick your friends [ text ] lucky for you, you made a good mistake![ text ] also[ text ] what's the point in wearing spandex shorts when you're drunk![ text ] ruins all the fun[ text ] my fun at least
TFLN meme part 7.
[ text ] just found out I was kissing strangers at the bar last night. there’s photographic evidence. I know none of them. [ text ] i have your camera. you have 35 naked pictures of me. you’re welcome. [ text ] At the end of the night I was really thirsty and tied to a bedpost, how do you think it went? [ text ] Ok. I’m gonna smoke some weed and look at some elephants without you then. [ text ] I stole us four large rolls of toilet paper from the hotel carts. I feel like the breadwinner in this relationship. [ text ] TAKE DOWN THAT PHOTO OF ME IN THE NURSES COSTUME NOW. [ text ] I need you here. I need someone to glance at when other people inevitably annoy me. [ text ] First and foremost you’re my friend, but you’re also a mistake I made when I was drunk [ text ] That sucks about the drama. But hey, it’s always a good day when you see someone get tazed! [ text ] I broke my foot jumping out of YOUR window under YOUR watch. You failed me drunk guardian. You failed. [ text ] “What’s your dick like homie” is not really an acceptable thing to say out loud. [ text ] the police report says i screamed sanctuary from a jungle gym at the playground when they caught up with us, obviously they disregarded international law. [ text ] we’ll probably be arrested for having a cheetah in our apartment anyway, so i say go for it [ text ] another saturday, another 100 chicken nuggets. [ text ] i think i was propositioned by the lady behind the counter while getting us coffee. [ text ] Why can’t I hire someone to teach me how to be a decent human being? [ text ] wrestling for my wallet turned into us almost having sex in the middle of the hallway. [ text ] I’ve made this amazing blanket/pillow cocoon combo and I am set for life in here. [ text ] With a butt like mine I’ll never have to pay for Netflix again. [ text ] No - a douche bag is not a fashion accessory. They do not make Gucci Douchebags [ text ] One thing I hate, You don’t feel the same as I do. And that’s okay. I don’t mind it. Well, I mean I do. [ text ] If the universe is 14 billion years old, that means the universe is 14 billion light years in radius, 28 billion in diameter. According to this information, we can figure the volume of the universe. ((4/3)3.14(R))^3 - (4/3(3.14)82,299,008,400,000,000,000,000)^3. V = 2,334,922,213,664,553,855,065,890,099,491,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 M^3. We can fit roughly 2.2x10^48 Earth’s in the universe. We just explained how big the universe is in words, still impossible to fathom. [ text ] Even if something happened you would never loose me, we would always work things out. I could see us being together for a long time, because what we have is special and will never be broken. [ text ] You make me think hard and deep about things that most people never let cross their minds for longer than a second. [ text ] I don’t think I can stand to lose you again. Though I only lost you for an hour. It was the longest hour I have ever encountered in my life and I never want to feel like that again.
☆ it'll grow back | takane&kaito
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He’d most definitely fucked up, if he hadn’t been able to realize that from the likely eardrum penetrating shriek.. it would’ve been worrying. Takane was self conscious enough already and the fact that Kaito was able to pull a reaction like that out of her should’ve said plenty. She didn’t dare lift a hand to her head, though, worried about what she would actually feel.
This ‘trick' was way more than she'd bargained for. What a pain.
His retort makes Takane bristle a little and she gives him a look that could probably rival the nastiest look he’d seen before this, nostrils flaring just slightly. “Why’d you have to touch my hair? You should’ve said what kind of ‘trick’ it was!” The brunette nearly snarls in response, hands clenched into fists at her sides.
If she was tall enough to be in his face it was likely she would be, given how far forward she was leaning. She was practically on her tiptoes on this point anyway.
Watching him lay his hands all over her hair was disturbing though and her clearly pissed expression smoothed out a bit into something of mild disgusted.. tinted with annoyance. Ugh.
"Stop touching it like that, it’s still my hair even if it’s not.. attached.. right now.." she mutters before hearing his words, eyes narrowing somewhat, lips curling. At least he sort of thought ahead at this point, even if it was only to keep himself out of some pain.
"Fine, whatever. Just put it back!”
To be entirely fair, Takane's agreement was less than friendly, or agreeable, and more like she was settling for it at the moment. Indigo eyes narrowed, studying her expression for a few brief moments, but after acknowledging that it probably wouldn't switch from its irritable glare into something less intimidating, he decided he may as well just get it over with. He did give her pigtail another stroke, through, just because it bothered her. The wide grin he flashed made that very obvious.
His arm bent in a very particular way when he reached back down--up--over to her head, absent mindedly toying with the so called clasp of the pigtail before he fixed it in place. Kaito gave it a flick, letting the tasselled locks flutter against her neck to hint its reappearance, before he took three strides back, waved, and started down the hallway a little too fast for comfort.
Not his comfort, of course, but that might be disrupted should Takane actually check the condition of 'her' pigtail.
Did Kaito actually carry around multiple pigtails? Yeah, you never knew when you were going to have to use them, and he'd actually prepared for this trick before he met Takane. The poor unfortunate senpai just so happened to have black hair, otherwise he would have targetted a ginger instead - he liked obscene hair colours, after all.
Back to the point. Better get out of the hallway before she figured out her new pigtail was orange.

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legal registrations are meant to be broken | allen
Kaito had never heard of involuntary adoption, but he hadn't ever experienced arranged marriages up until now either, so he made a point of not being surprised when he found out he and Sal apparently had a kid. His initial reaction may have been something along the lines of 'what' and 'no way', but he returned to a stage of general teenage apathy by the time it had sunk in.
To begin with, he had no idea how to raise a kid, and he doubted that Sal did either, because between the two of them, there had been some establishment that the shark was the more adult of the two and Kaito, with his pranks and attempts to pursue danger like following a model train along the tracks, was the child. As much as he looked up to the figure of his father in the past and in every way attempted to replicate his greatness, parenthood had not been one of those things.
The waiting process had been a lot like expecting Sal, except the apparent bond was different. Truthfully, he never planned to pursue a romantic relationship with the man and he probably wouldn't want to assume a parental status to this person either – what Sal wanted to do was up to him. As far as Kaito was concerned, he was pretty used to breaking the law, so he had no qualms with breaking the forced pact made with the governing society of Iunctum to assume a family. Officially, yes, but emotionally, he just wasn't interested
But he liked kids. He enjoyed playing with them, appealing to them, making them smile, so he was weak to the thought. It was just a pity that glued together families here were eschew in many ways, and one was that the children in families were honestly not children anymore. They were mostly two or three years give and take apart from their so called parents, so he imagined that being friends with their counterfeit kin was the best option.
---- But meeting Allen did not follow this long, methodical train of thought. Frankly, he forgot about it until he came face to face with the albino at their front door after coming home from school, sharing a glance with silvery eyes. Nevertheless, he was quick to register things, but he could not help but seem awkwardly casual when he pointed to the entrance, swinging his bag about over his shoulder.
“You're living here now, right?”
take your tail back ok
So, as it goes, when you are a thief, you are expected to overcome a myriad of obstacles. More so than there are stars in the sky, because humans produced effusions of possibilities from will power alone, and he'd found the police were like stars ready to burst within a second of provocation. He never had any particular fear of heights, of breaking the law, of messing with people to the point of treating them like children in his daycare centre of chaos, therefore he took to the role he had so boisterously taken on quickly, constructing heists with a million little mess ups and a smaller amount of successes. To put it simply, Kaito was irrevocably good at sinking into the situation, he could sit in quick sand calmly (probably after a minor freak out) and figure out what he had to do to rope his way into safety, a sense of security, or a comfort zone. It was something he had been taught as a child, and he followed it closely.
Except, unlike flying solo or piloting a plane on pure intellectual whim, Kaito had never had to truly face one of the most irrational fears he had. It came across as not only strange to others, but even he could not understand where it had stemmed from, or why people found it so odd. The mystery behind the phobia was, naturally, an obstacle for recovery, and he'd never thus far been forced to accept or move on from it.
Until today, but as expected, the shrillest of shrieks rose from his loud mouth the moment he laid eyes on what he could only identify as a tail. If, for some awful and imperative reason he had to done the features of an animal, he probably wouldn't have minded something fluffier or fitting to his dog-like personality of adulation and self praise, but this-- no, this took the cake.
The next scream, no more than a few seconds after the first, took the form of his fiance's name, as if they were not just a few rooms away and Kaito had to call out to fire-fighters while trapped in a burning house. Certainly, he probably felt that way, the flames of inconsolable hysteria licking at him as he charged from the bathroom (he hadn't noticed it upon waking up, because either he was drowsy or the extra body parts were just as normal as an arm or a leg to the human body) to the hall, then back into the bathroom, and finally to Sal's room. Walking it off was not successful and, as privacy was not that big of a deal to the magician, he made no room for preservation the moment he entered the bedroom.
“Why--” He belted, grabbing at the tail protruding from the larger section above his backside, “--do I have this!?”
Touching it did not make him feel better. Squeamishly, he released the – whatever it was, and then looked down at it in horror. His lip pouted and aggravation overwhelmed him, before he gripped the end once more and tugged heavily, only making him wince like a little girl. Like that had somehow made a point and had not been an attempt at removing the spectacle, the brunet looked back at the “shark” with a look of betrayal.
one little, two little magicians [Closed|| Kaito]
"A shark? Is that even…legal?" He tried to wrap his mind around that. Mostly, he was just picturing Kaito wrapping his arm around a fishbowl with a shark popping out of it, flapping a fin to greet someone new. Or even worse—a shark in a tuxedo? He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or go into shock.
It didn’t help that Kaito kept adding fuel to the fire, either. Now this shark was a werewolf too? Possibly. A wereshark? When the full moon rose did it have a shark head, human body, and hairy paws for feet? Kaito’s fiance sounded like a freak of nature. A lab experiment gone wrong. And honestly Luca was better off not knowing because if he did know Sal he would have realized it was much worse than that.
"I’m afraid I don’t…follow…" he said slowly. No, this was not a language barrier. This was just Hydread at it’s very finest. "I’ve heard of people having an identity crisis, especially when they’re middle-aged and have grown children, but this just takes the pie." Cake, Luca. But good try.
Luca waved his hands about like he was wiping away the conversation. “I could just make you some bottles when I have enough if you want. I like making them in my spare time. It’s just… very dangerous to be fiddling around with if you haven’t studied the basics of alchemy.” Now that he was thinking it over again, it really wasn’t a good idea. He wasn’t doubting Kaito’s abilities, but alchemy was something mostly common in Regalo. Not even many people from the mainland knew it’s principles. But then there was Nordia…
"I…well, you could say that. It’s a hobby, and usually for children during festivals. And uh, you did a very good job back there, making me feel like I broke your hand off."
“No!” He began. “Yes--” He altered. “... Apparently.” He settled for.
Was it really legal? No doubt about it, he practically had to live with it! Luca's questioning only made him all the more aware of how strange it was from an outsider's view, because without visual reference, just hearing that someone was engaged to a sea creature was just the cherry on top of the chaotic ice cream tower. It had to be ice cream, because if it wasn't, it just wasn't worth it. There was a silver lining to everything, and his came in the form of having a reason to visit casinos on a regular basis.
If defeat had an onomatopoeia, Kaito would have made a song out of the single component. He just was not sure how to go about this anymore, and if the apparent alchemist couldn't understand his babbling, then maybe he wouldn't be able to make any sense from it either. Acceptance was the best shot he had at growing used to this world, and yet his worst fear was going home at the end of the day to find his husband-to-be occasionally donned a tail and a fin if he didn't warn him of his arrival.
(This sucked essentially because the thief liked to surprise people. There was no rush of satisfaction if the next thing he knew, he was screaming at his worst nightmare.)
Waving his hands back in a mirror-like manner, the brunet shook his head. “I don't really care about the dangers behind it! It sounds like fun, so I wanna try it.” One could probably electrocute him and he'd bounce back up from pure will power alone. Besides, from the sounds of things, this fellow was an entertainer too, so he would have to understand Kaito's interest in the arts, right? Speaking of those arm gestures.
“Oh, that.” A shrug. “It's nothing, I have to use it a lot when I get cuffed--”
Silence.
“As in, my gloves getting cuffed on things when I'm wearing them.”
Arte interest | Jude & Kaito
"Well, I guess those ones who have these abilities could take a chance and use them for something, right?" He gave a smile with a chuckle. Jude wasn’t only talking about him or only about doctors, but those ones who had abilities who could serve for a job. And he was sure he could find people with ‘magics’ that were totally different from what he had ever seen, and he was curious about what they would be.
"It’s not something unique for me. It’s…pretty normal, honestly." He replied to Kaito’s question. Of course it would be for someone whose world is full os the main element to cast artes.
Jude glanced at the other boy as he gives a check on his wrist. Jude could see it looked all right and that ointment did work fine.
"No need to do anything, it should be all healed now." Jude affirmed. "Isn’t magic a common thing for you?"
“You're right on that one, but it's pretty strange for some.” He pointed out, letting his wrist fall back to his hip and giving the question a little more thought. There was a thick line drawn between himself and the doctor, and yet a line that brought them together. Jude's idea of normal was Kaito's idea of odd, or unfamiliar, meanwhile what Kaito found normal was probably something Jude considered lacking. Yet the similarity between them was that their idea off normal had been skewed by the bundle of opportunities Iunctum brought.
For instance, the doctor had stated his type of magic was not unique to him, implying that wherever he was from had adapted this into their culture. It was probably just as ordinary as eating for them, right?
“Magic is common for me.” He accented particularly on his own person, because yes, the magician had in fact come into contact with witches and even his own set of skills fooled the eyes of others, but this was difficult. Although, he had no doubt Akako could heal someone should she feel the need to, but could Lucifer do that...?
“But where I'm from, your sort of magic doesn't – with exceptions – exist.” His fingers twitched and tickled around his previously unharmed wrist to create an ambience of sparkly sorcerous means. “We have other types, though! But only for entertainment, like so!” He then proceeded to remove his hand from his “socket”, leaving him with absolutely nothing after the wrist, or as far as you could see past his long sleeve.
☆ F-F-F-F― | sal&kaito
"Oh no no no, you must have misunderstood me. How would humans describe this? Ah. By your personality. You said it before, you enjoy entertaining people did you not?" He smiled walking along side Kaito as the shark managed to find his words to clarify his meaning behind his words.
"Everyone in the casino are very good talkers, we only aim to give the best night for our customers. People when they play long games of poker are often very tired of intense concentration so dealers must be very good at talking in order for the players to enjoy the game fully."
Or they would be led to rather serious and more darker methods to get the game over with, again he had no intention to speak any further about his ways to change their ways. "It isn’t a bad thing. It means people like your company as so I at the moment." But it also meant he would enjoy crumbling the boy’s impression of him, for the Kaito that was currently viewing of the ‘Sal’ that smiled sweetly to everyone around him. Falsely believing in the lies he fed into his mouth, until he could choke on the lies when his true face would show. Oh how wonderful the sight it would be,
'Y..You lied?' A familiar ring of tone that rang in his memory. Why he remembered Wadanohara's horrified face when it did, he doesn't know. Perhaps it was the fact he did love her to the very end, and even now he wondered. Why did he lose track of the purpose behind his actions? The thought that ran through his mind left a bitter taste of metal (must like his own blood), he truly was like his twin: a pitiful, foolish shark.
But at the notion of a challenge pulls Sal away from such thoughts. There was no time to think of sentmentals. And so Sal’s smile curls up into a rather mischievous one in response to Kaito’s words.. So this one was a rather playful type rather than calmly going along the notions of ‘getting along’ with a picnic? Now this was certainly nice to see he thinks as Sal shows a tad of his teeth in his smile. "I don’t see the harm in that. It would make a good way to see who has a better ‘poker face’. I’m not a very easy opponent though, please keep that in mind. I’m used to card trick in my job."
“Hoh...” After a noise of recognition, Kaito slumped his head to the side, caught in a moment of wonder before he spoke up again – louder than before, almost bordering obnoxious. “So that's why you're acting like that.”
Sal's behaviour was not new to the teen, in fact, he'd taken quite a liking to pulling such a routine whenever he could snake himself out of trouble. Previously before they had met, the magician had even entertained the thought, but discarded it for an honest approach (and really, how honest could displaying your worst fear upon sight get?). Truly, he could have persuaded the shark into a myriad of personalities by now, but the catch to wearing a mask was knowing how to spot one, and he'd pleasantly welcomed ignorance up until now. Then again, perhaps he was sceptical of his own paranoia and phobia, far too much to put a name to the albino's behaviour, but if he had to, it would be suspicious.
By the final curtain call, the deed had been appreciated. He would have rathered a clean, tasteless relationship at the beginning than something unreasonably messy, because first impressions could not be revoked. Even in the future, he would probably still remember Sal's pearly white smile and transparent intentions to fool him, but the visual aspect would rule out the mental impression. Kaito could calibrate it all day if he liked, but that was boring. As his father used to say, the stage is much like a warzone; you must read other's minds as if they were a textbook, but that didn't mean he couldn't have fun while he was at it. A grin flickered across his lips and he took great pride in the reception of his company, “You're not that bad yourself, fi~an~ce-san.” It came out like a song, the way he practically sang the relationship status.
But back to fun – man, he loved a challenge. There was nothing better than to hear someone with a bit of a bite in them: but then again, what did he expect from a shark? The dusky streets could barely contain his sunny composure at the reveal, because really, he just so happened to get engaged to a person with a rather good poker face. That would have to go some day, but it was definitely going to propose a heck of a time at a casino.
“Kekeke, so you say, but I'll bet you're no where near my level.” The sophomoric arrogance in his tone was reasonable to his own feel, “You're used to card tricks from regular men, but have you ever seen a magician's touch?” A snort, “Not that I'd cheat. I don't need that.”

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i've been so tired lately trying to fix my sleeping pattern for college, so i haven't got around to roleplaying at all! apologies for those waiting, this is my first week so i'm just used to sleeping normally again. i'll try to get to things ASAP, and hopefully establish more threads once i've settled!!
I am not threatening you. I simply asked if you wanted to talk about abuse, we can talk about abuse if you want to. It won’t be pretty, though.
... (Why. This is what I get for retaliating to a girl picking on my icons which so happen to be bare by the shoulders?)
I politely decline your offer! I haven't actually done anything harmful, so I'll be going noooow.
☆ it'll grow back | takane&kaito
She did have a personal bubble. Most people did, Takane’s was just much larger than most people’s. The brunette appreciated her personal space and when it was invaded, especially without permission, it was vaguely irritating. Not to mention embarrassing, under certain circumstances… those certain circumstances being a six foot tall crybaby but that really wasn’t the point here.
The point was that Takane really wasn’t appreciating this guy and whatever words were tumbling out of his mouth. Her feeling of ‘why did I ask’ only got worse and worse as he continued, got closer, brown eyes wary as his hand lifted.
Takane really didn’t like where this was going—
What.
She’d definitely felt the tug and though it wasn’t anything that would hurt, the brunette did jerk backwards in surprise, expression more unpleasant than before as she opened her mouth. “What the hell was that fo-” the words cut off.. or, well, choked.. at the sight of her? pigtail? in his hand?
What. What? What??
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" There wasn’t a person within a miles radius that wouldn’t have heard that. It was shrieked, to say the least. And she really wasn’t the type that liked to intentionally attract attention, but what would you do if you were in this situation.
"PUT IT BACK!"
Sometimes when Akako laughed, she'd hit a pitch only comparable to the sounds of crying gargoyles struggling in the pits of hell. Never in his life did he think that he would meet a girl who could surpass that, and yet here he was, covering his ears as the most wild shriek rose from such a small girl's lips, her once low-key personality more exuberant than ever. With the removal of one (1) pigtail, it seemed like her true form had just burst out of the oven, heated and raring to battle.
His smile remained, having frozen in shock.
It was in this moment that Kuroba Kaito decided he had fucked up.
-- Buuuut that didn't stop him from fighting back about the pain she had just inflicted on his ears, or the rest of the student body's hearing.
"What the hell!?" He retorted straight back at her, rubbing his poor lobes. "It's a magic trick, it's not like it's gone-- why'd you have to go screaming like that?!" Like every other teenager who hated being told to do things that they were already planning on doing, he felt as though he should just keep the ponytail! Maybe it would do for a nice earmuff in case she started screaming again like a siren! Did it look like he had a pair of scissors on him?!
"Geez." Yet he conceded defeat, straightening out the bundle of locks. There was nothing fun about making someone angry if they were going to become a personal hazard, and for starters, he hadn't even meant to upset her! Girls and their hair.
...
"Wait." Kaito paused. "Swear you won't punch me after I put it back."
… Do you want to talk about abuse, child?
... Now you're threatening me?!

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I can and will arrest you for talking back to me, boy.
That... is abuse of authority... I have a right to plead my innocence!
We do not condone the disappearance of clothes, boy.
Do not make me arrest you.
You can't press charges against me for #tags.
#accusations #threatened by cops #SOS