The guardian spirit

I made…… Helheim Fruit Cake Pops!

REBLOG IF YOU WANT A LOVE LETTER FROM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR ASK BOX NOW

'Tell me about you' why did he want to know about him? His eyes closed a little as if a glare to try to study him to figure out what his game was. He almost felt better just logging onto the computer for him than try to think of how to describe himself. Honestly talking about himself in such an informal way he wasn't sure exactly how he do it..

Plus he’d probably end up sharing stuff found in his history anyway..

☁︎ — A dream (or nightmare) about your muse.

⌖ — My muse’s reaction to accidentally shooting your muse.

(I’ll just combine it)

A surreal surrounding distracted him from what he was about to do. There were vines of helheim in neon colours, with fruits he never saw before. He was eben able to smell them but he wasn’t sure what it was. Sweet? Not exactly. Some kind of bitter taste while he inhaled to define the smile better and the ground felt soft yet bony. It drove him crazy that he wasn’t able to catch a certain feeling about this situation and there was barely a thing that he hated more than not being able to have control. But then something else catches his attention. Voices? Kouta? He wanted to move but this very moment he found himself entangled within those vines with thorns but the places where they scratched his skins he felt like he were tickled and at the same time he felt a strange sensation of pain. "Kazuraba?" Even his voice sounded strange and the next thing he saw was his favorite enemy right in front of him in budou arms. He was able to see right into the barrels of this silly gun he usually bade fun of.»Die, Inves.« "KAZURABA?!" His voice was full of panic and just with  much concentration and self-monitoring he was able to free his leg to at least kick and made him fall back a step or two… but too late. He was able to feel the bullet…. he felt everything…. When it entered his skin to tear it apart, when it run through the flesh of his upper leg and even when it stopped after crushing half of his bone… he winded in pain and suddenly the weird vines instead… felt like a warm embrace.Shit.

"I’m in the way, Micchy is in the way, Jounichi, Oren-San, Takatora, Peco, Zack… Is there honestly nobody that isn’t!?"

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Kaito’s phone vibrated and emitted the ring tone associated with Peach herself, there was a message along with it that read as follows:

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Kaito’s phone vibrated and emitted the ring tone associated with Peach herself, there was a message along with it that read as follows: