Entry tags:
- !public: accidental,
- + video,
- animus creepin',
- animus doin' creepy shit,
- brb flailing forever,
- brb hiding forever,
- dammit cats :|,
- dreaming about hubby,
- gonna die of embarrassment from this,
- i hate my pcd,
- i'm gonna be nagged for this,
- ohshi--,
- sdkl;jflsdjf,
- ✉ alphonse elric,
- ✉ hitsugaya toushirou,
- ✉ kanzeon bosattsu,
- ✉ kite,
- ✉ mitarashi anko,
- ✉ uchiha itachi,
- ✉ ukitake jyuushirou,
- ✉ unohana retsu,
- ✉ uzumaki naruto,
- ✉ vincent valentine,
- ✉ yakushi kabuto
五十三
[The feed clicks on and a mischievous Mouko can be seen pawing at the screen gently before letting out a soft meow and moving away from the PCD. Sasuke's in bed, asleep on his stomach with arms wrapped around a pillow. Shadow's on the windowsill above, sleeping as well.
After a few moments of this showing, Sasuke just smiles in his sleep. What's he dreaming about that no one can see? The family bonding event, of course.]
Toushirou...
[It's mumbled, barely picked up by the PCD.]
Cute when you huff...
[A moment later, there's a flash of lightning, followed by a loud clap of thunder seconds later, jolting Sasuke awake. He jumps at the sound, and Shadow is seen quickly getting off of the windowsill to safety. Sasuke pushes himself up slightly, glancing sleepily up at the window and outside.
He sighs, then moves to lay back down before stopping, noticing that the PCD is recording. He stares at it for a moment, blinking sleepily. Then it clicks, and a flush quickly makes itself known.]
Shit!
[Scrambling, and the feed ends.]
After a few moments of this showing, Sasuke just smiles in his sleep. What's he dreaming about that no one can see? The family bonding event, of course.]
Toushirou...
[It's mumbled, barely picked up by the PCD.]
Cute when you huff...
[A moment later, there's a flash of lightning, followed by a loud clap of thunder seconds later, jolting Sasuke awake. He jumps at the sound, and Shadow is seen quickly getting off of the windowsill to safety. Sasuke pushes himself up slightly, glancing sleepily up at the window and outside.
He sighs, then moves to lay back down before stopping, noticing that the PCD is recording. He stares at it for a moment, blinking sleepily. Then it clicks, and a flush quickly makes itself known.]
Shit!
[Scrambling, and the feed ends.]