#redlineoffate

Tsunade for Jiraiya

valentine's day application

"Is this your way of asking me to fill it out too, Tsunade? You are such a tease as always!"

Deep within the confines of a castle, somewhere within Europe, it seemed that a meeting was stirring. The very essence of which could possibly change the very nature of the people coming into it - for it is said that when the moon is full that the dead often come walking.

But no man should ever have to face their demons like those that faced DIO.

He was simply waiting, in his throne, for the one that was fated to arrive - someone that he had long since forgotten but knew all the same.

redlineoffate asked: Hak hugged her and kissed her "I love you my princess"

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::~ Yona Squeaked a little with wide eyes as she blinked a few time and looked at her guard with a blushing face. "H-Hak...I..." Of course she loved him.. ever since time has gone on she realized it, it was the reason she was so protective of him, why she was willing to disobey her father and take upon a weapon lelarning day and night, all to protect him. If it wasn't for him she'd be.... no.. she shouldn't think of such things ... she was alive and well after all. The princess took a deep breath before looking up at him. "Hak,I love you.. I love you too so much too." She commented honestly her indigo hues glancing into his.

Ah, she loved being in the mall. The recent days had been calm for the Titans, so despite their usual training routines and patrols, there wasn't much to do. Of course, they always had to stay wary, but whenever multiple days went by without any trouble calling them, it was getting easier to let that wariness slip away.

Right now, Starfire wasn't really worried or wary at all. She was in the mall, together with Raven, and there were many people here. There was no need to be careful all that much when you had a friend with you and were among people. Currently, they had both tryed on some clothes in a new shop that had recently opened, and now were in their uniforms again after having decided on some things to take.

"kinda crazy to think about the fact that we're literally inside a key inside a turtle, huh?" mista leans back against one of the sofas, though he's sitting on the floor anyways. (who needs proper posture?) all the while, he looks to narancia.

"hey, are you feeling any better after that whole grateful dead thing? you look a lot better... a lot more, uh, hair and teeth. thank god. that was really giving me the creeps." though his concern for narancia is real, mista has his own ways of expressing it, that's for sure.

↳               ❛   i thought you’d like some company .   ❜   //    Polnareff

    sender :   @redlineoffate      /     source :   prompted     /     status :   open .

    it’s rare for kakyoin to be left alone in his hospital room .   his mother is sure to stop by for at least a few hours with each new sunrise ,   voicing her elation that his recovery has gone smoothly overall   &   offering small trinkets to remind him of the comforts of home ;   his handheld games ,   his favorite books ,   vhs tapes of films she thought he’d like .   &   when it wasn’t her by his side ,   it was jotaro ;   kakyoin finds immense comfort in his presence ,   whether they’re engaged in thoughtful conversation or sitting in comfortable silence .   it’s the warmth of friendship ,   a life - giving light he’d been certain he would never experience a mere amount months ago ,   only for it to find him at   rock bottom   &   blossom through cracks in concrete   &   stone .

his heart aches at the thought of mr. avdol   &   iggy   &   the devastating reality that he will never see them again .   though the lofty likelihood of death had not been lost on any one of them as they sought out that   great evil   in the heart of the desert ,   that awareness had not made the grave reality any easier to accept   ━━━━   even more so for kakyoin ,   who had so narrowly managed to slip free from the clutches of his own demise .   what does it mean that he survived   &   they didn’t ??   how can he truly cherish the second chance fate had graciously offered him ,   but heartlessly withheld from his beloved comrades ?? 

mr. joestar urged him not to think that way ,   the few times he’d visited .   fate cannot be personified ,   cannot embody human attributes   ━━━━   it is a phenomenon beyond the bounds of even the vastest intellects ;   a   faceless ,   nameless deity   that rejects the perception of any prying eyes seeking to decipher its true nature .   but when kakyoin lies on the stark white sheets of this bed ,   cloaked in the depth of the night   &   left with only his thoughts as company ,   he cannot help but ask these unanswerable questions .   had their lives been given for his ,   somehow ??   is it fair that he will live the rest of his life while they remain frozen in time ,   at the   eternal end   of some tragic story ?? 

the late morning light spills through undrawn drapes ,   casting a beam of white warmth over his abdomen .   he opens his eyes just as the door to his room swings on its hinge ,   &   a half - curtained gaze doubles in width as a familiar figure crosses into the room ,   filling kakyoin’s vision like some kind of holy figure as daylight catches in his silvery hair .

“   polnareff ??   ”   he asks through a stolen breath ,   though no answer is needed .   sitting up nigh on ninety - degrees ,   a mountain of pillows tumbling down his straightened back ,   kakyoin reaches out for his friend almost instinctively ,   the intravenous tube burrowed into his arm swinging like a loose rope .   in an image that might be shocking to any who witnessed how sourly kakyoin behaved toward polnareff for the bulk of their shared journey ,   his   true regard   for him shines through ,   the glow of a campfire beneath the blackened desert sky ;   kakyoin is smiling wide ,    his dimples on full display as the whites of his teeth fill the space between rosy lips .