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</description><title>Why that's a b s u r d ;</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ecchi-ebisu-sensei)</generator><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/</link><item><title>send me a symbol to recieve the following from my muse</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ✆ for a &lt;strong&gt;morning text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class="post_body"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ♔ for an &lt;strong&gt;angry text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ♠ for a &lt;strong&gt;drunk text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ☏ for a &lt;strong&gt;vague text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ⁇ for a &lt;strong&gt;worried text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ♣ for a &lt;strong&gt;text not meant for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ✺for a &lt;strong&gt;saucy text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send √ for a &lt;strong&gt;long winded confessing text &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ☠ for &lt;strong&gt;misguided advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ☢ for a &lt;strong&gt;desperate text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Send ☼ for a &lt;strong&gt;congratulatory text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109113999818</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109113999818</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2015 12:02:34 -0500</pubDate><category>( queue it like it's hot )</category><category>prompt</category></item><item><title>The Blacklist Sentence Meme</title><description>"I don't know, [name]. From where I'm sitting, you look like the bitch to me."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I need information, not advice."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Are you gonna cooperate? Please say no."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"As a rule, I consider jealousy to be a base emotion, but in this case it's quite endearing."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Your safety is of great concern to me."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Some people aren't wired to handle stress."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Try a grapefruit gusher. It's just like you today, a little sour."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Value loyalty above all else."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Hear that? It's the sound of your checks bouncing."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Revenge isn't a passion. It's a disease."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Life is far too important to talk about seriously."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I'm not a monster. Do you really think I'd harm a dog? You on the other hand."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I guess we're stuck with each other."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"We're done. I'm done. This ends right now. You're a monster."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"My enemy is your enemy."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"These 'friends' you mention, the ones whispering in the shadows -- tell them from me -- shut the hell up."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I told you that I was in love with her, because that is exactly what I'm supposed to be. That is my job."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"You have me. And I'm not going to let anything happen to you."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"[Name], if you don’t stop yammering, I’m going to have to shoot through this door. Which will be a shame, because I won't have any idea what I'm shooting at." &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Don't look so stricken. The first shot will kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I'm not a bubble gum machine, [name]. You don't get to just twist the handle whenever you want a treat."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Perhaps this day can be salvaged after all."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I don't understand why you would do any of this. Go to Hell."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I can only lead you to the truth. I can't make you believe it." &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"That's funny. I was just about to say the same thing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Obviously good cop bad cop isn't working here. So let's try bad cop worse cop." &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"How's the arm? It looks painful."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"You're not telling us everything."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Let me put your mind at ease. I'm never telling you everything."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I was wrong about you. You're not perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"What if I were to tell you that all the things you come to believe about yourself are a lie."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"This is gonna be a gas."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"What is it with you and hotel rooms and pens in people's necks?"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"You're not as smart as [Name] says. My friend is always so obsessed with you. I'm not sure why."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Oh. I think you're very special."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"You have my attention".&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Were you wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"I was wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"There is nothing that can take the pain away. But eventually, you will find a way to live with it. There will be nightmares. And everyday when you wake up, it will be the first thing you think about. Until one day, it’s the second.“&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
"Yeah. Well, we'll see about that."&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
 ”Let’s call it The Blacklist. That sounds exciting.”&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
”I think she’s having some trouble at home.”&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
 "I'll have to take a raincheck, but it smells delicious!"</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109071005305</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109071005305</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2015 23:32:20 -0500</pubDate><category>prompt</category></item><item><title>PSST.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt; &lt;figure data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100"&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/73038d84c0aad698b477f292a62cd260/52105c90efb188c7-05/s540x810/ac078cd61e05ab754a13fe19be73e60661c1a6ee.png" data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;  Pssst, Guys. &lt;br/&gt;    It&amp;rsquo;s Ebisu-mun here,&lt;br/&gt;    Hanna is back with the longest post ever&lt;br/&gt;    that you should probably read under the&lt;br/&gt;    cut. Do it. I promise it&amp;rsquo;ll be worth your while.&lt;br/&gt;    Actually by law i don&amp;rsquo;t think I can promise that,&lt;br/&gt;    but you should listen to me because I&amp;rsquo;ve been &lt;br/&gt;    a part of the Naruto rp fandom for over 2 years&lt;br/&gt;    now, including my inactive time. SO, yeah. A&lt;br/&gt;    long post&amp;hellip;That you should read&amp;hellip;incoming.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;      There was a time not long ago that I did technically come back online with this roleplay account guys, but then the infamous ending of the Naruto manga happened. And I was so annoyed by even the fight of anything Naruto related I almost decided to quit the fandom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;     But overall, I think that the really really really bad ending of Naruto can&amp;rsquo;t actually keep me away. I have other roleplay blogs, but Ebisu means a lot to me, so i&amp;rsquo;m going to quietly revive this blog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;    I&amp;rsquo;m aware that it&amp;rsquo;s here mostly as a form of comedic relief in most peoples eyes, and though this fact annoys me because i do believe Ebisu has the potential to be a much more serious and great character than just the man who nosebleeds a lot, I am fine with doing man comedic threads.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;     So please welcome me back into Naruto fandom roleplaying. I don&amp;rsquo;t think this is going to be an easy comeback. I am aware that it&amp;rsquo;s very difficult to get back into this rp fandom, because people often ignore smaller, or quieter blogs, and taking a break does shift you off of peoples radar, so i know i probably won&amp;rsquo;t get many asks or thread requests, but i do hope to make a return.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;     I do love roleplaying as Ebisu, I care about him very much and in spite of the shitty ending, I will continue to love Naruto.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;     So yeah. That&amp;rsquo;s it. I&amp;rsquo;d appreciate it if all u senpais noticed me again thanx.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109069000165</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/109069000165</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2015 23:06:26 -0500</pubDate><category>update: GUESS WHOS BACK?!?!?</category><category>eminem beat plays quietly in the distance</category><category>HANNY IS BACK GUYS</category><category>EBISU IS BACK</category><category>ooc</category><category>[non-ebisu]</category></item><item><title>
Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/980412263971dc8f87ed536041f869af/tumblr_nabqgehR8g1sjwwano1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d35c04060ff605a6e73735034f5d46ac/tumblr_nabqgehR8g1sjwwano2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/52c298daca51614155aea69aee8098a6/tumblr_nabqgehR8g1sjwwano3_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.  —- &lt;strong&gt;Anais Nin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/95926900160</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/95926900160</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2014 14:04:52 -0400</pubDate><category>okay but this edit is deep</category><category>like</category><category>her expression</category><category>the worlds that each one of them gave her</category><category>were very different kinds of worlds</category><category>and these pictures represent their relationships really well</category><category>narusaku</category><category>btw</category><category>otp</category><category>for life</category><category>MAN</category></item><item><title>asumas-gaiden:

Don’t leave me.
</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/e24f0380defcbc8b3c81300511243736/tumblr_n6m21ydB711sjwwano1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/07a9158fe75a9db1d507f1a81638d112/tumblr_n6m21ydB711sjwwano2_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/dbd7eeb65dfe4afe40c2a4d1159be01a/tumblr_n6m21ydB711sjwwano3_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/ad19955db58e4210fc9f54368dcf72a6/tumblr_n6m21ydB711sjwwano5_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="https://asumas-gaiden.tumblr.com/post/87727167851" target="_blank"&gt;asumas-gaiden&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;Don’t leave me.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/93204375285</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/93204375285</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2014 07:53:06 -0400</pubDate><category>the sadness</category><category>is real</category></item><item><title>guy:

who the fuck chooses the actors in infomercials
</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/fde942055768a5d45b61c6f2f863d34b/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo1_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/6e1309a3cbfc22da9782cc5c07885a20/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo2_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/de2252c3220ba9dcc4f135708285a6c0/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo3_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/03372ddb269d450b07968596002c989e/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo4_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/03039547d38aad4fc6c713fc634aed68/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo5_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/3026bebc40e82a0c25d58c4b77af2a2b/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo6_250.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/232a507b130171d84f05f0a53cec2f2c/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo7_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d54b16ab909636cfe277551dbba0ec6d/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo8_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/519dfd0758e0f7f9fd25f35906e381a7/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo9_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/52e57d0e7dc8c5ba96c5c3f9924e1c63/tumblr_n3u9so6mdv1rkthauo10_400.gifv"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; guy.tumblr.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://envycamacho.com/post/82337518265/who-the-fuck-chooses-the-actors-in-infomercials" target="_blank"&gt;guy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;who the fuck chooses the actors in infomercials&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86476637730</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86476637730</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2014 00:41:29 -0400</pubDate><category>funnies</category><category>shenanigans</category><category>Nonebisu</category></item><item><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;☏: Our muses talking on the phone about (&lt;strike&gt;You may choose)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Maito Gai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                   ”No, I don’t really think that counts, Ebisu.” &lt;br/&gt;     There was a long, exhaustive sigh on the other end of the line that made Asuma nearly laugh out loud.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;                                 ”I understand that he’s a ‘loser’ as you say, but no matter what, you &lt;br/&gt;                                  can’t get out of the mission.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Asuma paused to listen to Ebisu’s counter argument for why he should, in fact, not be forced into a mission with Gai.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                 ”Yes—Yes—- I know that you’ve been his teammate for 20 years.—-&lt;br/&gt;                                                  Yes I am aware of how you feel about that.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                 Only Ebisu— King of the dramatic— would be this worked up about something like this. Of course, Asuma knew he was mostly overrating and putting on a show. He knew that the man truly cared for Gai just as much as anyone cared for their teammates.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;               ”I guess you’ll just have to put up with it then, won’t ya?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                                 A pause.&lt;br/&gt;                         ”Ehh—Don’t be like that Ebisu——Ebisu?—-Ebisu?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                                        It had been a long time since he’d been hung upon.&lt;br/&gt; Well damn.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/934d78c5eb708fe55de56c34147d3036/tumblr_inline_n5yjxkNMaH1sndswe.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86476487015</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86476487015</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2014 00:39:25 -0400</pubDate><category>too good</category><category>tooooo goooood</category><category>asumasgaiden</category><category>king of dorks</category></item><item><title>papabay:

Maybe it follows after my last TemTen piece...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/0bcdc5bd57fdb925c4295caf86e26586/tumblr_n0mw2kyzeE1slkit3o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://papabay.tumblr.com/post/75904594948/maybe-it-follows-after-my-last-temten-piece" target="_blank"&gt;papabay&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe it follows after my last TemTen piece &gt;.&gt;…&lt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471838385</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471838385</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 23:40:22 -0400</pubDate><category>things ebisu likes</category><category>mmm</category><category>buns and fans</category></item><item><title>PSA. Selective RP'ing.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="https://biochemisted.tumblr.com/post/80775411959" target="_blank"&gt;biochemisted&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;okay so i’m going to just make a post about being a &lt;strong&gt;selective RP’er &lt;/strong&gt;and if you’re going to be judgmental and offensive about it i suggest you get the fuck out. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so not only have i seen (and received) an influx in anon hate i’ve also the primary reason for it being because RP’ers are stating they’re ‘selective’ okay so let me just give you a few reasons why they say this.&lt;br/&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;people like you back them worried and only want to &lt;br/&gt;              RP with the people they know well and trust/have &lt;br/&gt;              RP’ed with for a while.&lt;br/&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;have anxiety, dislike a busy dash, prefer to keep their &lt;br/&gt;               RP partners to a minimum for easier and more&lt;br/&gt;               enjoyable times.&lt;br/&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;mass followers and are physically unable to RP with &lt;br/&gt;               them all so only reply to a few of their opens due to &lt;br/&gt;               simplicity. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But what gets me the most is that im actually having to make this post in the first place. RP’ing &lt;strong&gt;should be fun. &lt;/strong&gt;People shouldn’t have to explain their reasons for choosing to RP in a certain way. And at the end of the day it’s the people to complain about them being ‘stuck up’ and ‘rude’ and ‘make others feel bad and shitty’ that cause so many people to be selective. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It isn’t because we think we’re better. It isn’t because we hate anyone. It isn’t because we dislike their character. It’s purely because we want to make RP’ing an enjoyable and nice experience which lately isn’t happening. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If you get anon hate or anyone telling you what you’re doing is wrong, ignore it. Blank it out, turn anon off. Because it isn’t worth it. RP’ing is for &lt;em&gt;your enjoyment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471763810</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471763810</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 23:39:28 -0400</pubDate><category>facts</category></item><item><title>Reblog if you Skype as your muse</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://al-jilani-asks.tumblr.com/post/80120596838/reblog-if-you-skype-as-your-muse" target="_blank"&gt;al-jilani-asks&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and you’re willing to RP over Skype if a partner drops you an ask :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-height="128" data-orig-width="128" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c6ced68bb527f2b3cb94bfef3381eb7f/tumblr_inline_n2pn6z41Bi1su63v2.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c6ced68bb527f2b3cb94bfef3381eb7f/tumblr_inline_p7ou9fjXZz1ssgwif_540.png" data-orig-height="128" data-orig-width="128" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/c6ced68bb527f2b3cb94bfef3381eb7f/tumblr_inline_n2pn6z41Bi1su63v2.png"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471467410</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86471467410</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 23:35:54 -0400</pubDate><category>yep</category><category>Nonebisu</category><category>facts</category></item><item><title>


                          {         I made myself a new tumblr icon thing guise.       }

       ...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d1c2f2e63947f9ed5ff44ff7b7688569/tumblr_inline_n37sz6VfsV1suuiq8.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d1c2f2e63947f9ed5ff44ff7b7688569/tumblr_inline_p7ou9fOJXI1ssgwif_540.png" data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d1c2f2e63947f9ed5ff44ff7b7688569/tumblr_inline_n37sz6VfsV1suuiq8.png"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                          {         I made myself a new tumblr icon thing guise.       }&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="300" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/400c73b93a232523b0cc6a32c3da652f/tumblr_inline_n5wui8Z0Ll1ssgwif.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/400c73b93a232523b0cc6a32c3da652f/tumblr_inline_p7ou9gB9Fa1ssgwif_540.png" data-orig-height="300" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/400c73b93a232523b0cc6a32c3da652f/tumblr_inline_n5wui8Z0Ll1ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                               {        ain&amp;rsquo;t he precious~  my muse is beaut.      }&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86385600620</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86385600620</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 02:11:00 -0400</pubDate><category>nonebisu</category><category>what a beautiful guy</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;Write me a TBH&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/caa1c71d20acc5ee8aa308dc74342224/tumblr_inline_mpza6xLqRx1qz4rgp.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                               [EEP]          OMG. BUT UR LIKE MORE PERFECT&lt;br/&gt;                                                   THAN A BANANA AND PEANUT BUTTER&lt;br/&gt;                                                   SANDWICH TBH. HOW CAN U FEEL THAT&lt;br/&gt;                                                   WAY ABOUT SOMEONE LIKE ME OF ALL PPL?!&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86385435355</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86385435355</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 02:08:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Nonebisu</category><category>canariae</category><category>you're precious</category><category>ok</category><category>I love you</category><category>PB&amp;B</category></item><item><title>Write me a TBH (To be Honest), stating an honest fact or thought you feel about me. Or just something honest you wanna say to me. Start the sentence off with "Tbh".</title><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86384180560</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86384180560</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 01:46:48 -0400</pubDate><category>I'll do this</category><category>because ooc memes</category><category>are good too</category><category>though I doubt I'll get any</category></item><item><title>CAN THERE PLS BE A KONOHAMARU BLOG GOD.


</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;CAN THERE PLS BE A KONOHAMARU BLOG GOD.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;figure data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100"&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/d7e2b2e0461528d47ed5a04440312b86/0b044293844fc755-6b/s540x810/cf5b022bb319d52030a8b79f319ed69eb8f2749d.png" data-orig-height="100" data-orig-width="100"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86384045080</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86384045080</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 01:44:31 -0400</pubDate><category>sdlfkjsdf</category><category>Nonebisu</category><category>GEEz</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;BREAK THE ICE; HAVE OUR MUSES INTERACT!&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;“How long have you been there?”&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/72a42290a76242d7a291efac47bb1e31/tumblr_inline_n5wsbtfQe91ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;      &lt;sup&gt;「 ☆ &lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup&gt;」  &lt;/sup&gt;          His expression was a picture of innocence; of absolute normalcy.&lt;br/&gt;                              He looked as though it were any other day, and other question, in&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                              general, slightly offended by her accusation as though she’d said&lt;br/&gt;                              that she has seen him drop a pencil.&lt;br/&gt;                                         &lt;br/&gt;                     Which was somewhat far from reality, unfortunately.&lt;br/&gt;                                                         Because he had not planned to get caught staring;&lt;br/&gt;                                                         tracing her steps, following her down the hall and &lt;br/&gt;                                                         perching at her back like he was.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;           So at her words, his expression turned sour and he frowned at her.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                     ❝&lt;strong&gt; Only a mere moment! Why do you ask? &lt;/strong&gt;❞&lt;br/&gt;                              No need to push buttons where they didn’t need to be pushed.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86383071645</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86383071645</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 01:28:00 -0400</pubDate><category>ankachan</category><category>hellllllllllo</category><category>you have a great muse</category><category>she purdy</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;calming starter sentences&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;“Do you want to talk about it?” &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="toggle_inline_image inline_image constrained_image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/cfcaaced6d33aa57b920181f3036d1b2/tumblr_inline_n5wr6vX40D1ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;      &lt;sup&gt;「 烜 &lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup&gt;」  &lt;/sup&gt;          Did he really?—— &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;                                        No, he most certainly did not.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                                        He did not want to talk about anything, in general, nothing.&lt;br/&gt;                                        &lt;em&gt;Especially&lt;/em&gt; personal things. Ebisu was an extremely private&lt;br/&gt;                                        person. He would never simply come out and tell someone&lt;br/&gt;                                        how he &lt;strong&gt;felt&lt;/strong&gt;; that was just again his personal code.&lt;br/&gt;                                         &lt;br/&gt;                      His eyes landed on the girl before him; simple eyes, messy hair, and&lt;br/&gt;                                       her general expectations shining in those dusty brown eyes;&lt;br/&gt;                                       and he truthfully wanted to run for the hills; Straight as far away&lt;br/&gt;                                       from Maito Gai’s student as possible— because somehow she&lt;br/&gt;                                       reminded him of his old teammate; even though they were &lt;br/&gt;                                       not a thing alike.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;           He fought the urge to snort at her; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                     ❝&lt;strong&gt; No—I believe I do not wish to speak about it. &lt;/strong&gt;❞&lt;br/&gt;       He brought up a hand to brush away invisible lint from his cotton shinobi shirt.&lt;br/&gt;                                 Perhaps one day she would &lt;em&gt;learn&lt;/em&gt; about him.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86382430195</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86382430195</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 01:18:00 -0400</pubDate><category>bukijutsuser</category><category>hiiiiii</category><category>a tenten</category><category>lovely</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;calming starter sentences&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;“You don’t have to be alone.”&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/cfcaaced6d33aa57b920181f3036d1b2/tumblr_inline_n5wr6vX40D1ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;      &lt;sup&gt;「 宝 &lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup&gt;」  &lt;/sup&gt;          He wished she could see his eyes;&lt;br/&gt;                                        Often he wished for things like this. It was too early for that&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                                        of course; His glasses were a kind of barrier, a sort of wall&lt;br/&gt;                                        to keep people from gazing into his true meaning. Without &lt;br/&gt;                                        them, all the lies he told on a daily basis, all the things he &lt;br/&gt;                                        didn’t want others to know would never pass without notice.&lt;br/&gt;                                         &lt;br/&gt;                       And Colette— she was far too sweet, too beautiful to be a part of that&lt;br/&gt;                                                         cycle; he didn’t want to subject her to that just yet.&lt;br/&gt;                                                         His eyelids, from their place behind his dark rims,&lt;br/&gt;                                                         flickered closed over his iris’s; a frown pulling his &lt;br/&gt;                                                         lips and denting lines between his brows. &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;           He didn’t know for certain that he could give her what she needed; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                     ❝&lt;strong&gt; Yes; perhaps, however I think it’s where I belong.&lt;/strong&gt;❞&lt;br/&gt;       Mostly, he wanted her not to touch on such a subject;&lt;br/&gt;                                  One that { &lt;strong&gt;H U R T&lt;/strong&gt; } so much.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86381506940</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86381506940</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 01:04:00 -0400</pubDate><category>straight angst yo</category><category>HELLO</category><category>IT'S A COLETTE WELCOME WOW</category><category>I LOVE YOU</category><category>answer</category><category>AU</category><category>canariae</category></item><item><title>fish–boy:

bb
</title><description>&lt;img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/52c952e517f46e54a09de56dbead1180/tumblr_n4zs7rsGZK1qaygwao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fish--boy.tumblr.com/post/84602286445/bb" target="_blank"&gt;fish–boy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bb&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86380851245</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86380851245</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 00:55:36 -0400</pubDate><category>ebisu fc</category><category>fc</category><category>oh boy</category><category>look at that face</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;calming starter sentences&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;“Everything is okay.”&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/6bc9c61039ed5981615640a65d99be1c/tumblr_inline_n5wqhbYMTl1ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;      &lt;sup&gt;「 ✔ &lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup&gt;」  &lt;/sup&gt;          Yes;&lt;br/&gt;                                        He peered at the shoulders before him, dull greenish &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                                        fabric stretched around her torso, her chest hovering &lt;br/&gt;                                        over him— hands moving back and forth over his body&lt;br/&gt;                                        as though he was a temple, and she was praying to his&lt;br/&gt;                                        limbs.&lt;br/&gt;                                         &lt;br/&gt;                       He couldn’t remember the last time he had been in so much pain;&lt;br/&gt;                                     not that it truly mattered; Pein was no longer invading their   &lt;br/&gt;                                     peaceful village; Konohamaru wasn’t in danger; the villagers&lt;br/&gt;                                     were not in danger; Naruto was not in danger. &lt;br/&gt;                                                         Ebisu did not have any fear any longer; any regret.&lt;br/&gt;                                                         He did not have a care that his body hurt; because&lt;br/&gt;                                                         gazing up at the Hokage who was leaning over him&lt;br/&gt;                                                         paying her respects, her attention, to his body; he&lt;br/&gt;                                                         couldn’t seem to recall why he would ever worry &lt;br/&gt;                                                         about anything like that in the first place. &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;           Giving his body for his village, sacrificing himself so that he could pay his &lt;br/&gt;           debt to Naruto— Naruto who he owed so much to right the wrong that he &lt;br/&gt;           he serviced that boy so many years ago… &lt;br/&gt;                                                    &lt;em&gt;Underestimating him. Calling him so many names.&lt;br/&gt;                          &lt;/em&gt;He recognized now that they were incorrect. He valued some part&lt;br/&gt;                          of Naruto now, recognized the worth, and even if he would never &lt;br/&gt;                          admit it out loud, he would die for that child, or any other child in &lt;br/&gt;                          the village he called home.&lt;br/&gt;          He gazed up at Tsunade from behind somewhat bent, chipped in one place, &lt;br/&gt;          glasses and gave her the slightest of grins.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                     ❝&lt;strong&gt; Thank you Godaime Hokage-sama. &lt;/strong&gt;❞&lt;br/&gt;        And he truly meant that.&lt;br/&gt;                                  — In every way possible.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86380617350</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86380617350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 00:52:00 -0400</pubDate><category>drinkingwiththehokage</category><category>thank you for the ask</category><category>It's YOU</category><category>wow</category><category>answer</category><category>the feels r real</category></item><item><description>&lt;pre&gt;calming starter sentences&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;“I’m okay, you’re okay, we’re okay.”&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/6df0cdcfece0cd465827f8ca94ffc1fa/tumblr_inline_n5wozxVDlF1ssgwif.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;      &lt;sup&gt;「 ✖&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;sup&gt;」  &lt;/sup&gt;          And he truly wanted to believe that; &lt;em&gt;    so      &lt;strong&gt;v e r y&lt;/strong&gt;      much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                                              It seemed to him that Iruka, of all people, wouldn’t&lt;br/&gt;                                              say it if it wasn’t true. &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup&gt;   &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                                              He couldn’t remember a time in which Iruka wasn’t&lt;br/&gt;                                              someone he could trust.             &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;           But as his fingers dipped into the startlingly painless, gaping wound at&lt;br/&gt;           his chest, he felt something surprisingly doubting. He felt an absence &lt;br/&gt;           within him as when he tried to think of hope; &lt;br/&gt;                                                                                   &lt;em&gt; Iruka is right; I will survive this.&lt;br/&gt;                                                                                        {        &lt;/em&gt;there was none of that.     }&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;                     ❝&lt;strong&gt; Yes; I believe you. &lt;/strong&gt;❞&lt;br/&gt;        He didn’t; yet another lie he would tell Iruka. Another lie that he was certain&lt;br/&gt;        he couldn’t quite make up for.&lt;br/&gt;                                  — and this wasn’t the harmless kind; the kind he would tell &lt;br/&gt;                                       about Konohamaru. It was deeper than that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                       He didn’t dare glance down at his hands which felt slimy as he rubbed&lt;br/&gt;                       his fingers together, didn’t dare reach up to use them to pull away his &lt;br/&gt;                       glasses like he so desperately wanted to; to not only gaze into someone&lt;br/&gt;                       elses eyes, but to actually have them consciously gaze back.&lt;br/&gt;                                              It was an experience he deserpately needed in his life;&lt;br/&gt;                                                                &lt;strong&gt;  |||  &lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;    H U M A N    C O N N E C T I O N        |||&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;                                                               &lt;/strong&gt;He didn’t believe he would receive it today either.&lt;br/&gt;                          Shame he wouldn’t be able to say goodbye to Konohamaru either; he&lt;br/&gt;                          gave Iruka a neutral sort of expression; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;                                                                                                   ❝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Yes.  &lt;/strong&gt;❞ &lt;/strong&gt;He repeated.&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86378224215</link><guid>http://ecchisensei.co.vu/post/86378224215</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2014 00:20:00 -0400</pubDate><category>irukas</category><category>HELP</category><category>I NEED A LIFE RAFT</category><category>WHAT IS THIS ANGST</category><category>but damn it it was fun</category><category>answer</category><category>WOW</category><category>WRITING THIS TOOK A LOT OUT OF ME</category></item></channel></rss>
