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@imyang​ said: ❛  we’ve just been fooling ourselves. this never was what it should’ve been.  ❜ kazui to fuuta- its not his sin to carry :(

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-- hm. Fuuta rolls his eye. he doesn’t know. he was so sure that it might not be his fault, that, that, it’s not. that he can’t be at fault for what happened. ( what about them? weren’t they all having fun? why was it just him? ) he crosses his arms, pressing his lips together.

-- “ easy to say. “ he gazes off. “ when you got forgiven. “ when all Fuuta needed was reassurance. that what he did wasn’t that bad. that he isn’t irredeemable and terrible and all of things his brain keeps telling him now.

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🐷🍜  //  imyang asked:  📝+ wukong!!

“  well  to  put  it  simply ,  he’s  a   manipulative  jerk .  ”  says  the  pig ,  a  twinge  of  irritation  in  his  brow .    familiarity  didn’t  mean  it  would  cleanse  all  feelings  of  resentment ;  it  was  much  better  now  of  course ,  and  pigsy  couldn’t  help  but  feel  like  as  of  now  the  stone  monkey  had  a  place  in  their  odd  little  sonder--  

but . . . 

“  . . .  but  he’s   our   manipulative  jerk  now ,  i  guess .  ”   the  boar  groans  tiredly ,  giving  in .   

“  look--  i  don’t   hate   him .  he’s  a  real  riot ,  i’ll  tell  you’s  that .  ”   he  blows  hot  air  out  of  his  nostrils ,   rolling  his  eyes .   “  i  just--   can’t  help  worryin’  about  the  kid . . .   we’ve  been  over  this .  ”   

She slowly approached the demon, scooting towards him with little steps and shimmies, arms swaying at her aside as she eyed her unsuspecting victim.

1...2...3!

Rising from the shadows the monkey grinned, taking away the overflowing bowl of noodles from the bookworm's hands, replacing it with himself as Macaque grinned.

"Hello there smart guy, missed me? You know I understand that Pigman's noodles are top of the town but, you really oughta try to eat a little more fruit and vegetables.

Just a thought."

Poofing out if existence again he allowed the bowl of noodles to safely land within Tang's hands.

"What about this one? It's not too flashy but still holds a presence."

She gave a little sway, emerald dress gliding over the floor as the speed demon stood up on a podium in front of a rotating mirror base.

"I need to keep everyone's attention on me, Mk's cool and all but he's not exactly a monkey trained to go to social events. Great for clubs and partying your socks off but, not this."

She was thankful of course!

Though Mei hoped he kept his promise to behave. No need to give her parents any more reasons to not like him.

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 imyang: gasp...... 8 years.... my goodness....