Kusa-reader-Mei
That's it, that's the post.
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Go ahead and delete my last two asks and use this one
The song I showed from EPIC: The Musical is one of the few songs I like singing aloud.
Done and done!
And icic! I shall listen :3
While foing my work because i may be a tad bit behind in my.maths class...
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@ofcrossroads asked: “Be honest… If I said I love you, would you say it back?” (Tsurugi to Mikuni)
F u c k
No, seriously, what the hell was he going to say? Heart stopped, breath frozen, he stared unblinking at Tsurugi. 'I love you'? 'I love you'!? Was he capable of that? He loved Misono, he knew that much. But that was different. That wasn't the kind of love Tsurugi was asking him about.
That kind of love was... Was what? A lie? A fairytale? Something one used on another to claim their attention? What did he believe? Had he ever believed in the word 'love'? Had he ever witnessed it in his lifetime? Real 'love'?
Mikuni didn't know the answer. He'd never let himself deep enough down the rabbit hole of that word to understand its reality, or lack thereof. That path was dark, terrifying. Living without that word on his tongue was comfortable, familiar. Never thinking he'd encounter it, never have to think too hard about it.
But the question required an answer. Would he say it? Would he let the toxin lacing that word burn his tongue? Let it slip into old open wounds and bones. No, say no... Damnit, why can't he say no?
No. No thoughts, no word, no pain, no fear, no loss, no 'no'."
A war. Shots fired from a loaded gun. Echoing off his chest and piercing heart. His mind and his heart, body and thoughts disagreeing on every front. The ultimate battle for his soul, raging all on the edge of that word.
He had goals, ideals. Plans that had been building for ages. Pawns and knights on a board that were his to control. How then was Tsurugi able to put him in check with a checker? This was his game! Yet no matter what he did Tsurugi rewrote the rules behind him.
"I would... say..." No, yes, how, why.
His lips were dry. Torso tight from held breaths. Yet a quivering tickled his chest. A mirthless laugh welling up from his throat. Weighing down on his figure until he sunk to his knees from the pressure. Hands gripping thighs with trembling force.
"Damn it!"
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The internet has decreed it is time for me to leave. :T
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if anyone is interested in hearing what i have for my new oc so far-
hyena motif hyena motif
took inspiration from denji csm in wanting a normal life and always something to eat
absolutely insatiable, ALWAYS hungry
nervous? smiles. angry? smiles. happy? smiles.
was found by this "waste disposal" company (aka crime cleanup squad for gangsters/mafia/general bad folk) in the middle of a crime scene eating the bodies
he was hired on the spot. it made their life much easier and he got fed.
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Don't be shy, drop the fics/j
Lemme see some ID for that there bottle of alcohol
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Telling myself I won't go there
Oh, but I know that I won't care
Tryna wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share
Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
There's darkness in the distance
From the way that I've been livin'
But I know I can't resist it
Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
You and I drink the poison from the same vine
Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
Hidin' all of our sins from the daylight
From the daylight, runnin' from the daylight
From the daylight, runnin' from the daylight
Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
Tellin' myself it's the last time
Can you spare any mercy that you might find
If I'm down on my knees again?
Deep down, way down, Lord, I try
Try to follow your light, but it's night time
Please, don't leave me in the end
There's darkness in the distance
I'm beggin' for forgiveness (ooh)
But I know I might resist it, oh
@galaeus
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I forgot how pretty he is wait eait wait oh no not my rimuru sjmp era oh no
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The two sides of being nearsighted af and thus when without glasses-
a) oh fuck aaa what is THAT- oh it's a bit of my own hair on the shower tiles
b) that blob by my foot is probably a cat toy- fucking FUCK IT MOVED
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