#sperukiii

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one tol bitter boy comin’ up !

manami vc; >:(

don’t ask how, but he’s suddenly halfway into jiki’s bedroom by means of ragdolling over her windowsill. he still has his signature helmet on, though his lower half seems to be sporting some kind of factory-made zombie costume. in one hand he has two pillow cases, from one of them he pulls a very tiny ninja costume.

     She was wrapped around his little finger. As he regaled her with stories on him slaughtering lives, extinguishing any sense of opposition in his years of conquest. But as Manami sat there on his lap, listening to everything he had to say to fulfill her enamored desires, without even a peep of objection, that he was the menace all along.

    All for One almost wished it was a tad more challenging. To really work for her affections, but she proved to him it was all to easy. A smile was well placed on his features, when her small arms wrapped around his frame with a warmth that was foreign to the monstrous facade of a human being.

    It took only a few more moments before he returned it, easily enveloping her in his arms and tightening the embrace to keep up the play he so masterfully acted for her.