#raimpire

“Don’t know, man. Ya look like a snack ta me.”

“This place is notorious for its ‘haunting’ experiences. Because of me.” Like the other creature, Akaashi had his arms crossed. The odds of coming across a vampire of all beings... Wasn’t as entertaining as the centuries prior made them out to be. 

“Nothing much else to do. The cult that summoned me regretted their decision, so they cut ties. It was a good choice on their part.” Any supernatural being disliked getting disturbed the most due to these pesky humans. The lack of conviction to see their desires to the very end was pathetic cowardice. “And no one else seems to be interesting enough to follow around either.” 

Akaashi sat up from the floor, gazing out into the wilderness. He could blend into human society if he opted to. But somehow, he felt compelled to wait. Whether he had to wait for someone or something, he didn’t know. He had lived for who knows how long by the point. So, waiting for a few years wasn’t a big deal.

new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want

Did you know that cats are potentially way smarter than dogs?

The usual thought is that cats are less smart, however, the studies that calculated it are really old and dated, and were found to be false, but general public’s idea had already been cemented.

The study involved paintingg a red mark on the animal’s face and showing them their reflection to see their reaction, this was supposed to say if the animal could recognize its own reflection or not.

The cat didn’t react at all, like not even acting like it was its reflection, another animal or anything. And was written off as “less smart”.

The reality was that, the cat recognized its reflection but didn’t give a fuck at all, like if I’d show you, a human, your reflection and have no reaction because “why the fuck are you showing me that it’s just me” and continue your day.

        -- ❝ tetsu ! ❞ he calls out as soon as he closes the door of his room, striding towards where he knows he’d find him at-- the living room. it was ALWAYS the same in the evening, be it on the couch watching a documentary ( he once even caught him watching a shojou anime ), or studying on the nearby table, or whatever other thing the other did on his free time. as soon as he spots him sitting on the couch, a glove, TATTERED almost beyond recognition, is tossed on the ex-captain’s lap.  

rai, pastes a gold star on baku uwu

"You’re sweeter than icing. Dance with me among the stars forever, baby.” 

    ⟣ ☠⟢  ─────  Sitting in her leather armchair by the fire, the enchantress flipped through the pages of her latest prize, the grimoire of a high-level warlock. It pleased her greatly to see recipes and ideas that she had yet to accumulate. Looking at the cannibal that sat on the ground next to her, his dark eyes twinkled and showed how proud he was of retrieving this gift for his mistress. Closing the book with a loud snap, it floated away to be shelved on the nearest bookshelf.

    Reaching down, she ran her finger through her favorite pet’s hair giving him a hum of approval. Raimundo was so loyal, so obedient, and yet so wild. The witch enjoyed all those sides of him. Gripping his hair just tightly enough to lead him, she pulled him up towards her and leaned down slightly to whisper in his ear. He smelt good, like ashes and blood.