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post honju neutralization s2ep8
missing kn8 like a mother fucker
How Bokuto got through college is beyond me, but I’d still like to think he did His Very Best ™️

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what chess piece represents you?
LINK: you are the black rook. as a piece that can move inwards and outwards, you're a master of self-reflection. being the black piece, you hide an inner beast within you. perhaps you're one to rush headfirst into trouble, was it for a friend's sake? or your own? are you the overprotective type? did you know your grip was that tight around someone's neck? for all your protectiveness and deliberate planning, you can't wash the blood off your hands that easily.
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❝ goodnight darling! ❞
❛ smell ya later dude! ❜
❝ could you be happy here with me? ❞ ( from @puppetrys / vincent kim, to salem. )
it probably wasn't his intention, but the words leave salem over analyzing the last thirty minutes spent together. had she done something to give the impression of dissatisfaction? had her eyes wandered one too many times towards the window, wistfully watching the sunbeams dance behind the clouds? was she wearing an expression that yearned for something more / matched with the sigh one makes before settling within the grave? but surely vincent knew the blame was never to be cast onto him— an insatiable soul never knows true finality, which is pretty ironic when you consider the company she keeps! but did that equate to unhappiness?
the question remained: could she be happy here, with him? truthfully, she could be happy anywhere— so long as there was another soul nestled between the walls. the endless wailing that rings between her ears had grown into fantastic company, a welcomed torment on more lonelier nights. and vincent was a much more pleasant haunt, casting shadows of love against a decrepit house.
the question remained: could she be happy here, with him? with an unsteady heart and a haunted mind / with the gardens decorated in the flowers of the departed and graveyard bones littered in the basement as the bodies swing in attic rafters. the sunlight filters in but it is cold air that hits her hands, as she reaches out to where vincent rests.
the answer remained: who else could love a haunted house?
he tastes the way she imagines solace in death would taste; traces of a lingering comfort drowned in a cold that nearly blisters upon contact. the sigh that leaves her now is blissful in nature at the consolation found within the quiet numbing of fingers and lips. buried under the weight of what must be love, she turns away from the window to sink deeper into the arms of death.
❛ i could be happy here, forever. ❜
in love with this dynamic they have actually
❝ am i not good enough? ❞ ( from @windbreakes / akihiko nirei, to haruka sakura. )
it's a comforting feeling, the violence that floods him. knives slice against his gums / shred up the tissues of his throat as he swallows them before any cut is made against nirei; there is no reason that he should be the target of his anger. but where else was his destruction meant to go? there was no seat left standing within their class, nor desk remaining upright / knuckles long battered against the impression of betrayal made against the halls of furin. violence does little against the ghosts of tarnished memories, but what else was haruka meant to do? suo had ruined everything with his departure.
another snap of his jaws keeps the brutality at bay, but nirei shrinking back at the sight works to temper the rage. it settles only briefly before another roar threatens to engulf at the reminder that it was suo's conscious choice that had ruined—— everything. ❛ it wasn't your fault. ❜ and there is peace in that. every darkening scrape hidden behind a bandage is proof that he didn't simply let him walk away— haruka can find peace with that. ❛ he already had his choice made. ❜ that much was evident in how he'd left nirei for them to find, a message written in different shades of blues and purples. ❛ you did what you could. it isn't your fault. ❜

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❝ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❞ ( from @blessifys / mipha, to link. )
heavy is the taste of metal upon the biting of his tongue. cursed by the goddess he must be, for his folly with the spoken word to be so immediate within the first sentence offered in their conversation. were he a few years younger, the displeasure would be harder to conceal; evident in scowling lips and a rotting attitude. instead, head bows in a poor attempt at an apology— he hadn't meant for his words to carry such a weight. he hadn't meant for this to be point of finality in their conversation.
but the goddess had bestowed upon him the gift of a sword and not much more, so his head bows deeper in penance. if it was mipha, maybe she would understand— but the memory of scornful stares keeps him in place. i'm sorry, it wasn't my intention is stuck in the muscles of his throat, uncomfortable even as they're swallowed back down. of course this wouldn't be their last meeting. but the responsibilities of an appointed knight come before the yearnings of a childish heart; and so he bows in apology for everything he couldn't say.
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“ am i not good enough? ”
“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”
“ why did you help me? ”
“ who do you fight for? ”
“ why do you hate me? ”
“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”
“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ where do you think you’re going? ”
“ how long have i been asleep? ”
“ are you going to kill me? ”
“ why can’t i come with you? ”
“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”
“ did you want to be alone? ”
“ why should i trust you? ”
“ wait. did you hear that? ”
“ promise me? ”
“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”
“ do you remember anything at all? ”
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”
“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”
“ may i have this dance? ”
“ can i ask… what happened? ”
“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”
“ do you ever hear yourself? ”
“ would you run away with me? ”
“ could you be happy here with me? ”
“ you can’t or you won’t? ”
“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”
“ well, how do i look? ”
“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”
“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”
“ what did they do to you? ”
“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”
“ where have you been? ”
“ why are you looking at me like that? ”
“ why did you come? ”
“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”
“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”
“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”
“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”
“ can you forgive me? ”
“ what if i never see you again? ”
“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”
“ how about a little midnight snack? ”
“ are you… smelling me? ”
“ how did you get this scar? ”
“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”
“ what did you want to tell me? ”
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