#aequitss

bless her

  “You’re interested in them too.” The Aburame said to the lady who was bent over a bushel of lilies. It was a silent maneuver, appearing at her side. He didn’t kneel with her but she was obviously researching the insects and it perked his interest. “Nice to know I’m not the only one who appreciates their beauty.”

Hands within his green trench coat, as his features lay hidden beneath the coat’s hood. Rapid moving eyes peering through dark shades, the forest was alive. Birds flying overhead and critters scurrying across the ground, his favored insect floating down onto the array of bugs; the rhinoceros beetle. A creature unmatched in strength relative to body size and with great exoskeleton defenses. Such a beautiful bug.

a game of thrones sentence meme (accepting)

“is that a warning or a threat?”

hide doesn’t look up from his coffee.  it’s early in the morning--easily five, long before hide needs to be up to go in for work--and as such, he’s only in boxers and an undershirt, his prosthetic arm isn’t on, and for once, neither is his binder.

somehow, he doesn’t completely feel exposed yet.

Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.

His body feels numb, even as someone helps carry him out of the sewers.  Vaguely, Hide can hear someone yelling for a med team to get over here, but none of it registers as actually happening to him.

Hide’s mind is still playing back his smile, his plea to just go home already.  For a moment, he could have sworn that Kaneki would have listened to reason--to have dropped this suicidal mission, and just gone home with Hide.  Hide would have been good, would have done everything in his power to keep Kaneki safe but--

For a long moment, Hide isn’t sure who’s screaming and crying.  It can’t be him making those sounds--it can’t be him shrieking like he’s had a limb eating, and his heart gouged out, and ran through a meat grinder, and then shoved back into his chest and stitched up with cheap wires, and told to make do.

That’s not how Hide works.  He doesn’t cry.  He doesn’t scream.  He smiles, and he makes people feel better.  But that sounds like his voice shrieking for Kaneki, those are his legs kicking out, even as he hears his father moving to hug him, to help hold Hide still as a mask moves to cover Hide’s mouth, to help him breathe, Hide can’t believe it.