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denied

     How could he deny even a silent request. Of course now he’s found out about this curious game, one used as an excuse for intimate moments. Rashoumon can’t complain though, any moment with his love is better than the last.

     The little stick of chocolate is perfect. Nothing too sweet or overbearing for his Ryuu’s more limited palette. He wouldn’t want to overwhelm before the big finale. Little nibbles, placed between two sets of lips with a slow movement. That patience that only the void’s love could hope to bring. Never recalling eating something so slow and poignantly. 

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{ Ⱶ }       Let it never be said the egg wasn’t appreciative of fluidity in language and thought. The politeness despite the disagreement, crisp and succinct holds a beauty in it’s own way.

        And yet, there’s an irritation that stems from this action. Not deliberate in any sense of the word, for no one would or could know the truth behind such colorful introductions. His sense of beauty appreciates the calm, his sense of self and of his own intentions, does not.

                “Goddess, no, no.” Feigned exasperation beginning to reach levels of truth. “Can one refuse the light of the setting sun? Deny the colors of every hue from shining down as sky change to night? The moon does not deny the sun’s luminous glow placed upon her surface, nor could she try.”

        Against chest where heart may lay placed gloved hand in solemn bow. The rosy strands that cascade in similar radiance falling forwards with the greeting. Only to accentuate their existence with the flash of color. Raising to full height.

   It was late. Gin was silent coming in to the house, a task that was easy for a skilled assassin such as herself. The Mafia had her working late, as was to be expected of such an assassin, and there was no doubt that her brother would be trying to sleep when she came home. 

   Thus, her silence was justified. Her carefulness to close and relock the door without a sound, shoes easily removed from her feet before she stepped into the living room. The mask that typically covered her face had been tucked away long ago, the only visual sign of her work being the hair tie that had been slid onto her wrist during the walk home. 

   She carefully made her way towards her bedroom, careful not to make a sound that could potentially wake her brother. It was the reality of their current work situation; she would return home while he was asleep, and the two of them would hardly ever get a chance to see each other. 

   Tonight appeared that it would be different from that, her eyes quickly noticing the light shining beneath the door of her brother’s bedroom. Perhaps he was up this late writing? Or maybe he had worked late, as well-- She didn’t know. Nonetheless, she paused for a short moment before softly tapping a knock on the door that was between the two of them. “Are you awake?” A simple question to accompany her action, as well as alert her brother of her presence. She didn’t wish to enter without permission, and it was also a possibility that he had fallen asleep at his desk. 

‘ You  know  if  you’re  ugly  people  won’t  care  about  you!  ’   Slimy, oozing, pus like words were ejected from his mouth like vomit. They made no sense to most anyone besides himself. Everything he said was repulsive and carried an air of superiority while simultaneously being utter nonsense. How could anyone think such things? Such morbid things, sad things, inane things. IT WAS A RIOT!! THIS CHILD FROM THE TRASH HEAP BORN INTO A WORLD THAT HATES HIM THINKS HE MEANS SOMETHING!! Trivial as it was the boy found them speaking to a stranger without much hesitation despite their bewildering presence. ‘ Do  you  think  it’s  kinda  sad?  That  people  don’t  care  about  you? ’

sheb talks about ships 

☜ —  a ship I have:

ChuuAtsu with @ruinneux. excuse me but!!???? pm!atsushi & chuuya’s dynamic & friendship is everything???? it was the platonic ship I didn’t know I needed but now love so much. 

SSKK with @terreor. okay now here me out. akutagawa & atsushi’s bond but as brothers. bickering brothers. the: if you come within five feet of me i will skewer you. but still somewhat understand each other.

have you heard of the holy grail OTP called AtsuGin with @misercndvs. because once again!!! it was the ship I didn’t know I needed in my life & now its on my lap and its one of my favorites???? I love these two so much and the world needs to see it for the perfection that it is.