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@cutiesoldiermukuro
“Christmas... is tomorrow...”

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{{Maybe it’ll work… at least as well as you can get it to work on an elitist “I’m rich and therefore superior to you in every way” asshole like Byakuya. At the very least, he may grow to respect Naegi more than he ever will my main group of DR muses…}}
We’ll have to see, Makoto is friendly and a little naive so even when Byakuya acts like that Makoto would still try lbr he’s kind of a push over.
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supercykes:
“Oh, that’s… interesting I suppose…” Athena wasn’t sure how to respond to Mukuro revealing what she did in her life. But Athena thought her cold demeanor and the noise in her heart when she talked about friendship were understandable.
“I mean, so that’s why you’re troubled about Naegi getting close to you.”
“Oh, and by the way, I hope you’re not trying to blackmail me for my protection. That’s not what friends do!”
“Hmm... so you’re saying I shouldn’t give you that offer...? I guess I could just... turn any contract down if it involved a friend...” Mukuro thought that was weird but she didn’t feel like arguing about it at all, especially not with Athena.
“Naegi-kun... I don’t understand him. He’s always so positive... even with what he knows about me. Maybe he has some kind of mental illness...?” Mukuro had so little self worth when it came to anything but her combat skills that she couldn’t comprehend a boy being so kind to her.
That boy was the first person who smiled at me.
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supercykes:
“But you mentioned he means well, didn’t you?” Athena didn’t want to speak so much about a person she had never met, but she believed he was as nice as Mukuro described. It seemed to Athena that Mukuro liked being called a friend by this classmate. That was the impression she got at this moment, at any rate. Jumping to conclusions wasn’t wise, but she learned to trust her intuition when it came to listening to emotions.
“I... suppose. But that’s why I call him an idiot...” Mukuro let out a heavy sigh and crossed her arms as if that might protect her from opening up more. “I’m a soldier... a mercenary. I kill for money and not for good reasons either. It baffles me that anyone would want to be friends with someone like that.”
“If someone paid me to kill you then I would... hmm.” Mukuro paused for a moment, considering the hypothetical situation. While it may have been a ‘weak’ friendship she still had nothing personal against the lawyer and in fact had a good opinion of her. “I guess if you paid me instead then I could refuse that kind of request... and tell them that I’d go after them if they tried to hire anyone else.” In the soldier’s mind, that was the ‘best’ option she could come up with.
supercykes:
“Aren’t you being too hard on him?” Athena asked. The discord was even stronger now, and Athena couldn’t help but take notice. However, she couldn’t pinpoint anything specific in those statements intertwined with the multitude of emotions she was picking up. Instead, Athena focused on the words that Mukuro emphasized. It felt like the path of least resistance. Perhaps there was a simple explanation behind this discord.
Mukuro flushed red, glancing down as she tried to think about it from someone else’s perspective. “I... don’t know. It’s just strange that he keeps calling us... friends.” While there was discord in her heart over that last word, one of the emotions stood a head above the rest as for whatever reason the idea of being friends with Makoto made her happy beyond belief. “That’s why I keep my distace from him... I know I’ll say something that will make him feel bad.”
*: ・゚✧ sherlock starters ( season one episode one.)
“ you just wrote ‘still has trust issues.’”
“ it’s going to take you a while to adjust to civilian life.”
“ nothing happens to me.”
“ get a cab.”
“ i never get cabs.”
“ is there any chance that these are murders?”
“ is this the work of a serial killer?”
“ we are all as safe as we want to be.”
“ you’re making us look like idiots.”
“ what happened?”
“ i got shot.”
“ come on, who’d want me for a flatmate?”
“ so, bad day, was it?”
“ you’re wearing lipstick. you weren’t wearing lipstick before.”
“ sorry, you were saying?”
“ i was wondering if you’d like to have coffee?”
“ bit different from my day.”
“ can i borrow your phone? there’s no signal on mine.”
“ what happened to the lipstick?”
“ really? i thought it was a big improvement.”
“ your mouth is too small now.”
“ how do you feel about the ___?”
“ sometimes i don’t talk for days on end.”
“ would that bother you?”
“ potential flatmates should know the worst about each other.”
“ who said anything about flatmates?”
“ we ought to be able to afford it.”
“ we’ve only just met and we’re going to go and look at a flat?”
“ problem?”
“ we don’t know a thing about each other.”
“ i don’t know where we’re meeting.”
“ i don’t even know your name.”
“ well, this could be very nice. very nice, indeed. soon as we get this rubbish cleaned up.”
“ well, obviously i can straighten things up a bit.”
“ that’s a skull.”
“ friend of mine. when i say ‘friend…’”
“ what do you think, then?”
“ oh, ___! the mess you’ve made!”
“ i looked you up on the internet last night.”
“ what’s new about this one?”
“ you wouldn’t have come to me otherwise.”
“ you know how they never leave notes? this one did.”
“ i need an assistant.”
“ brilliant! yes! four serial suicides and now a note. oh, it’s christmas!”
“ i’m your landlady/lord, dear, not your housekeeper.”
“ have a cup of tea, make yourself at home.”
“ but you’re more the sitting-down type. i can tell.”
“ just this once, dear, i’m not your housekeeper.”
“ want to see some more?”
“ no point sitting at home when there’s finally something fun going on!”
“ look at you, all happy. it’s not decent.”
“ who cares about decent? the game is on!”
“ ok, you’ve got questions.”
“ where are we going?”
“ who are you? what do you do?”
“ what do you think?”
“ only one in the world. i invented the job.”
“ what does that mean?”
“ there you go, you were right.”
“ i was right? right about what?”
“ that was amazing.”
“ it was extraordinary. quite extraordinary.”
“ that’s not what people normally say.”
“ what do people normally say?”
“ piss off.”
“ did i get anything wrong?”
“ spot on then. i didn’t expect to be right about everything.”
“ what exactly am i supposed to be doing here?”
“ i was invited.”
“ your deodorant told me that.”
“ shut up.”
“ i didn’t say anything.”
“ you were thinking. it’s annoying.”
“ yes, thank you for your input.”
“ i’m breaking every rule letting you in here.”
“ yes, because you need me.”
“ this is more fun.”
“ fun? there’s a wo/man lying dead.”
“ dear god, what’s it like in your funny little brains? must be so boring.”
“ do you know you do that out loud?”

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I should definitely make a social link type thing for Mukuro.
May i request mukuro bridal carrying makoto ? Future foundation please ?
tadaaa~ i hope this is okay, Naegi is quite the princess in need lol
By @blarglefush !
Dont worry Mukuro she’s not like Junko !
you're one of the few who draw mukuro and your art style is A+++ so can i ask for some mukuroxnaegi? unless it's your notp then just more mukuro is fine too
Thank you so much! I ship everything so it’s all good! for the the two anons who requested Mukuro and Naegi:
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Show me what it's like To be the last one standing And teach me wrong from right And I'll show you what I can be And say it for me, say it to me And I'll leave this life behind me Say it if it's worth saving me, hurry, I'm fallin'

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supercykes:
“A lottery to determine luck? That sounds interesting.” Athena decided not to prod Mukuro’s feelings on her upperclassman. It wasn’t just her normal demeanor - which Athena felt Mukuro couldn’t help - it was a plain dislike.
On the other hand, Athena heard some unexpected discord in the soldier’s voice when she talked about her own classmate. However, rather than pry into that, Athena focused on the the next comment, which was just as interesting.
“How is he unlucky?”
“He’s... unluckily lucky?” Mukuro wasn’t sure how to describe it as she frowned slightly and glance away from Athena. “He’ll be put in a life threatening situations but end up getting out of it fine through some dumb luck.”
“I’ve definitely had to save that idiot a few times.” Mukuro could only exaplain away Makoto’s kindness to her with the idea that he was an idiot and she didn’t hesitate to call him that. “He’s the most normal person at the school though. Naegi-kun isn’t smart or great at anything other than his luck. If anything, he’s too nice.”
Frustration, confusion, anger, longing, they all echoed through her voice as the discord in her heart screamed out. Sure she had certain feelings of anger or hatred when it came to other classmates but with the exception of Junko, he was the only one that caused so many conflicting emotions within her.
@cutiesoldiermukuro
Athena listened intently to Mukuro explain her class in high school. She was fascinated by the diverse range of talents her classmates possessed. The attorney even secretly wondered if she could have been accepted, if she was still attending high school, herself. One talent, however, stood out as more unusual than the rest to her.
“Wait, luck is a talent? The school thinks so?”
Mukuro let out a small sigh as she glanced away from Athena. “Yeah... they do. They pick that person from a lottery each year and their luck.. varies.” As she spoke there was a duality in her speech as she thought about two different people. “The guy in the year above me is... weird.” Mukuro really disliked her upperclassman and it showed painfully in her voice.
“The one in my class... is an idiot.” Even though she spoke so harshly about him, her voice cried out with pining and desire for him. Despite the longing that was hidden within her speech, Mukuro kept her cold demeanor as she looked back at Athena. “He’s more unlucky if you ask me...”