krsgrd

[krsgrd]

i want to write sauce or nic from gangsta so bad but the current me don’t think i can manage running two or three blogs simultaneously. sweats. or or or. . . souma from SnS too.

AaAaAaaAaAAaAHhHhHhhhHHHhHHHhH ------ !! oh well, time to nap. ehet 

edit: nevermind. i’ll ducking make one. hmp

#— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. && ᶦ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᵃⁿ ᶦⁿᶠᶦⁿᶦᵗᵉ ᵛᵒʷ（ ᵒᵒᶜ ʳᵃᵐᵇˡᶦⁿᵍˢ.）; #daily ooc thoughts

[krsgrd]

request granted | @ketsuekki.  

unperturbed hues of amber caught sight of swirling flames && ebony cloak,  causing a soft hum of interest that slipped past the infamous reaper’s lips.  hanging upside down at one of the large limbs of a tree;  there he stood without an ounce of care -- emitting chakra from his soles as to keep himself from falling,  arms crossed && all in a lackadaisical manner.   

“ . . . heh, so that’s your target - eh? ” said with nonchalance evident in his tone,  gaze fixated on a small book found in her palm.  though normally in charge of obliterating threats, criminals of varying misdeeds or high ranking officials;  he finds himself bored at the lack of thrill by tailing a person - he suspects - to be part of a famed organization from his reports.

“ you got yourself a nice catch, i must say. ” he opted for a nod, eyeing the data displayed on the pages as if it was the most normal thing to do for someone of his rank, not really minding whether or not his actions might be deemed as peculiar. 

#ketsuekki #— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᶦˡᵉᵈ && ˢʷᵒʳᵈ（ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ.）; #— † ᵛ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵉ. && ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᶦⁿ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ ᶦ'ᵐ ˡᵒˢᶦⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ ᶦᵗ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃˢᵏ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᶦᵈᵉˢ; ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰᶦⁿ.（ ʸᵒᵘᵗʰ ᶦⁿ

[krsgrd]

request granted | @acontract. 

an awkward chuckle && a scratch to the hair,  he lets his gaze fall elsewhere as if to avoid all sorts of contact.  it wasn’t intentional after all,  to have himself get caught in the middle of god knows what.  “ --- I uh, . . . I didn’t see anything. ” or so he says,  backing himself away ever so slowly, avoiding any more complications as it is.  “ please, err . . . continue?  ”

#acontract #— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᶦˡᵉᵈ && ˢʷᵒʳᵈ（ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ.）; #— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ && ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵖˡᵃʸᵉᵈ ᶦᵗˢ ᵗᵘⁿᵉ（ᵘⁿᵈᵉᵗᵉʳᵐᶦⁿᵉᵈ.）; #hope this is alright. thanks

[krsgrd]

index finger pointing to himself,  a practiced grin marred his features the instant she questioned him of his identity.    “ hal’s just a normal wandering pretty boy・ﾟ✧ ” he claims, playing along her little roundabout antics.  “  does hal look like one? ehe ~  ”

@krsgrd ♥ FOR A STARTER

“ Well, you LOOK like a NINJA for sure unless your a WANNA BE. Well ARE you one~? “ She asked, teasing the male before GIGGLING as she fanned herself just to hide her small laughter. 

#uindomasutac #— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵗʰᵉᶦʳ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ && ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵖˡᵃʸᵉᵈ ᶦᵗˢ ᵗᵘⁿᵉ（ᵘⁿᵈᵉᵗᵉʳᵐᶦⁿᵉᵈ.）;

[krsgrd]

 all ears he has given as the other prattles on && about of things he thought merely as trivial; nodding along at the topic of friends,  names  -- and how it is perceived as girly ( as it is common ) by a small fraction of masses.  although he had his fair share of childish goading back in the days, truth be told,  he never really give it much thought nor he cared enough to let it affect him.  

. “ That’s . . . ah, yes. I kind of understand where you’re coming from. Boys with feminine given names are indeed considered strange back then. ”   he agrees, silently reminiscing old memories he had long forgotten. “ years sure do fly by. ”

however, he stops his pace at the mention of clothes && what his intentions were for coming to such place, “ eh --- i was just invited over by an old acquaintance, i guess? ” said with a casual lift of his shoulder, “ heard there was an event coming of that sort, was told it’s fun so i hopped along. ” he then broked into a mischievous grin. “ i take no offense, don’t worry. i guessed i overdid it with this styling, this time. ” 

#sydneyreturn #— † ᵛ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵉ. ˡᶦᶠᵉ ˢᵒ ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵉᵈᵉˡᶦᶜ ⁻ ˡᶦᵛᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ʷᵉ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁿᵒᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵃʳ（ ᵐᵒᵈᵉʳⁿ.）;

[krsgrd]

“ they call me hal. ”  he chirps,  folds of flesh curved into a smile so faint as he offers a palm in her direction rather than a bow to which he thought of as common.   he figures,  though uncertain, it was the easiest way to befriend someone.   a closure of some sort - kinda.

                                                            no harm done, right? “ and you? ”

#yxtsukado #— † ᵛ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵉ. ᵈᵉᵃʳ ᵐʸ ˡᵒᵃᵗʰˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ⁽ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ⁾ ᶦ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖᵒᵉᵐ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃʳᵉʷᵉˡˡ;（ ᵐᵃᶦⁿ.）;

[krsgrd]

like for a starter, maybe? 

#— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᶦˡᵉᵈ && ˢʷᵒʳᵈ（ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ.）; #( i feel like doing one ) #( will start after napping )

[krsgrd]

                   I will not be COMMANDED.

                                 I will not be CONTROLLED. 

#— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ᵃ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ᶠᶦˡˡᵉᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳᶦⁿᵍ ᵒᶠ ʷʰᶦᶜʰ ʷᵉ ᵍʳᶦᵉᵛᵉ ᵗʰ��ᵗ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᶦᵉˢ ᵒᵘᵗ（ ᵐᵘˢᶦⁿᵍˢ ）; #tagged as ( queue );

[krsgrd]

tsubasa haruka ( shiroyuki 白結城 ) voice sample:

japanse v/a: tachibana shinnosuke ( sample 01. / sample 02. / sample 03. ) english v/a:  vic mignogna ( sample 01. / sample 02. )

#— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ⁿᵒ ˡᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶦⁿˢᶦᵈᵉ ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃ（ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ）ᵒᶠ ᶜʰᵃᵒˢ（ ᵈᵃᵗᵃᵇᵒᵒᵏ ） ; #voices that i think would match hal #legit kept thinking about this all night #aAAaaaAAaahHhhHHh #sample 03 is hal @ 15-18

[krsgrd]

“It certainly sounds as if you do.” She huffs. “Why do we not just forget the whole thing?” 

“ ara ---- ? ” he keeps a flowery-like smile. “ fufu~ alright, if you say so ♥ ”

#yuukoro #— †（ t e x t. short replies.）;

[krsgrd]

#— † ᵗᵃᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᵃˢ. ᶜᵒᵐᵉ && ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵈʳᶦᶠᵗ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ᵃ ˢᶜᵉⁿᵉʳʸ ᵒᶠ ʷᶦᵗʰᵉʳᶦⁿᵍ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ（ᵛᵃⁿᶦᵗʸ.）;

[krsgrd]

i kinda missed rp’ing sasuke. . . and kakashi. sighs.

#— †（ t e x t. ooc posts.）; #daily ooc thoughts #( to be deleted. )

[krsgrd]

This  is  quite an  odd  personality  but  somehow  it  is  funny  as  well.  Rin  does  not  hide  the  smile  and  then  lowers  himself to  pick  up  one  of  the  bags.  A  little  overly  dramatic from  the  other  but  he  will  be  okay  to  live  with  it.  

‘Let’s  go  so  we  get  your  stuff  safely  to  it.’  A  soft  hum  leaves  the  lips  of  the  swimmer  when  he  just  begins  to  head somewhere,  considering  it  might  be  a good  way to  get  him  talking  where  to  go.

He  should be  fine  showing up  a  little  later  elsewhere,  though.  Once  he  drops  the  stuff  down,  he  will  send  him  a  text.  'I’m  Rin,  by  the  way.’

                  he tilts his head sideways,   curiosity piqued at the sight of the stranger carrying one of his stuff.  wasn’t he the one who claimed to be in a rush not too long  ago?  he mused though in silence, brows furrowing ever so slightly.  

well, whatever. “ suit yourself.  ” he commented briefly after his previous thoughts, a shrug followed suit as he begun walking at their intended direction.  eyes darting to && fro,    his gaze softens up at the place he wasn’t so familiar with,  admiration swelled inside of him as he embraces the vivid colors surrounding him.

he listens despite showing no sign of it beforehand, && abruptly turns   his head as he looked at the redhaired lad.   “ ---- haruka. ”  he replies,                “ . . . tsubasa haruka. ” lazily, hal offers a hand towards him.

#sydneyreturn #— † ᵛ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵉ. ˡᶦᶠᵉ ˢᵒ ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵉᵈᵉˡᶦᶜ ⁻ ˡᶦᵛᶦⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ʷᵉ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁿᵒᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵃʳ（ ᵐᵒᵈᵉʳⁿ.）;

[krsgrd]

earlier than expected came his short lived late night strolling; amber clashes with  cerulean in an instant,   bright pearls then greeted silhouette not far from where he stood. damning the stranger silently for ever ruining his evening of solitude.

                           tranquility persisted, however, instead of a frown;   letting his eyes  travel back towards an infinite darkness where diamonds twinkled ever so brightly, though in silence he admires its radiance.  still ----- her presence was regarded by him despite his divided attention. “ it’s a beautiful night, ” he addresses with a  light hearted chuckle. “  it’s a waste not to cherish little things such as this. don’t you think? ” perhaps his ripened age was to blame for his sentimental ramblings? 

ears perked at the sound of paper,  finally his gaze shifts back in her direction.             there he sees a photo clasped in her hand;  a person whom he thought was  familiar as far as his memory goes.  he was aware they had met their demise earlier than most, he recalls, from the documents he read awhile back in the  tower’s archives.  “ . . . no. ” he answers with a shake of his head. 

though true he knew them by the book,  he wasn’t really one to witness their death, && with that, he feigned ignorance. 

“ i don’t think i have. why? ” after all, he’s just a normal villager now.

|| @krsgrd

    “Isn’t it a bit late to be wandering about?” Kasumi hadn’t expected to see anyone at the time of night outside of Konoha, not even the person she had been tracking over the last few days. She knew she had no need to express her suspicion, this man obviously wasn’t her target, and if anything she was just as suspicious for walking around at the same time asking strangers questions. Yet her curiosity could possible aide her mission if her comment didn’t cause any hostility. She decided to take the chance and slipped out a small, tightly folded photo from the bird skull attached to the front of her skirt.

   “You wouldn’t have perhaps seen anyone that looks like this, have you?”

#xfthemist #— † ᵛ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵉ. ᵈᵉᵃʳ ᵐʸ ˡᵒᵃᵗʰˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ⁽ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ⁾ ᶦ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵖᵒᵉᵐ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃʳᵉʷᵉˡˡ;（ ᵐᵃᶦⁿ.）; #( assuming this was about kisame && your muse not knowing about his death ) #( do correct me if im wrong though! xD )

[krsgrd]

@yxtsukado | cont.

calloused digits lightly brushes against soft strands of umber;   amusement flickered though brief from a pair of golden hues,   his lips curled ever so slightly at the sight of crimson that  reminded him so strongly of burning flames that peeks  underneath the vast darkened sky. had he gone too far?                                                  “ there you go. ” he tucks a few strands behind her ear as he greets her with a smile, his composure remained ever so calm.

“ ---- as i thought, they’re really lovely. ” he stated without a hint of shame, fully satisfied at the deed he just committed.  like that of a cute little puppy.   realizing their proximity, he finally pries himself away from her warmth.                                                                  chuckles.  “ sorry, i got carried away ❤ ”

#yxtsukado #tagged as ( queue ); #— †（ v e r s e. undetermined.）; #i hope you dont mind ;3;

[krsgrd]

“ nothing in particular? I guess. ” shrugs. “ do I even need one? ”

#yuukoro #— †（ t e x t. short replies.）;

[krsgrd]

im on the brink of giving up. sweats. my lazy arse can’t keep up w/ oc’ing.  ....stares at half-done pile of junk. im amazed at people doing this w/o a problem.

#— †（ t e x t. ooc posts.）; #how do you even oc properly #911 need a friend askdllskj;; #anw.. goodnight uwu