#gcdcfdeath

What the fuck did you just fucking say to me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Demonology academy, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on demons, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in parascience warfare and I’m the top paranormal investigator in the entirety of pokearth. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this planet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of parascientists across the world and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, demon. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in anti-demon combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Unovan Association of Parascientists and Demonologists, and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.

He had to destroy this book. No, it couldn’t be that easy... the thing would probably just pop up again somewhere else if he burned it. Rin would have to hide it until he could figure out how to permanently get rid of the thing. The half-demon quickly stuffed the notebook into his book bag with shaking hands, glancing around the area nervously.

“No. No, no, no please. Please. Don’t. Leave her alone. Please leave her alone.”

“Indeed. Rainbows and unicorns, as well.”

                         The notebook and its rules made the blonde rather curious... She had to sleep on it for a couple of nights before she wanted to test it.. Could someone REALLY die from writing their name in this? The blonde girl let out a little sigh, shifting at her desk before she picked up a pen and started to write the name of one of her father’s creepy business partners.

“...you’re the one who gave me that Death Note thing, aren’t you?” There was no other possible answer; he’d been following her around for a while by now, and after countless instances of just barely seeing him out of the corner of her eye... there he was. “What the hell even are you?”

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).