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22. Punch them in the face
YOU CAN'T DECIDE FOR ME YOU ASS
"Bel. I have a proposition for you. You punch me in the face, as HARD as you can. I won't try to block it or even step away. But after you punch me we have to have a conversation, so I can get to know you. Does that sound fair?"
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☤ - a memory of death/loss
The Shepherds were gathered at the center of the broken, decaying courtyard. All eyes were on the Exalt, who stood far above them. Ricken could feel the blood pounding in his ears, unsure of what was happening. Emmeryn, the Exalt, had spoken and begged for peace.
And then her monologue ended. A selfless act? What was she talking about?
Chrom shouted, and the Mage looked at the prince, who had suddenly broken out into a sprint.
"Emm, no! No!"
Confused, Ricken looked back at the cliff, only to gasp. Gold, green, and yellow quickly fell, toppling towards the ground at a devilish speed. Beside him, Lissa screamed.
This couldn’t be happening— there was no way that this was real—
Crunch.
His stomach twisted into knots.
This was unreal.
there can only be one prince | bel & miko
Ah, the city lights. They were somewhat intoxicating, especially for someone who had never seen such a sight. This is the outside, huh? Sure is. Surprisingly, Miko's eyes adjusted quickly. It was quite pleasant, a slight breeze building, the pavement hard, cold. Perhaps one should indulge in sneakers later. Maybe a tracksuit? Perfect weather for a job. But at the moment, the necessity was to buy some groceries. While the crown prince hadn't even bothered to meet her roommates, she was extremely convinced that their opinion was not necessary nor needed.
Miko knew what was good for them. Obviously. Her shopping list was a simple one: eggs, chips, cilantro, lettuce, rice, some pots, pudding, pasta, soy sauce, tomatoes and the favorite: instant ramen, chicken flavor. She poured over it over and over again proudly. Surely, all bases were covered! Miko was pleased. Well, for a moment.
There was a mop walking the opposite sidewalk. The crown prince couldn't help but glare. For some reason, that thing seemed rather disgusting. Get a fucking haircut, bro.
also a reserve for ryuk from death note for @izayaorihara it is still 1/25, probably
Reserved!
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this is belphegor from katekyo hitman reborn! and reserving izaya (hairyleg) orihara from durarara!! for @izayaorihara and L(oser) from death note for @snoringbean it is 1/25 and ur a loser
Welcome to Hope's Peak, Belphegor!
You will be roomed in apartment #100 with your new roommates Izaya Orihara and Armin Arlert. Don't think about escaping the city because you never will, upupu!
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Darkness. Another night weaving between food stands, pipe in hand, awaiting anyone who dare trespass within TEAM 6 territory. It's not like he can go on the offensive in such a state, though he's definitely healed a bit since the day he practically crawled from the mirror house, so he's been here during the entirety of the peculiar calm, alternating between rest and guard duty.
He's not expecting to hear the shuffle of footsteps in the dead of night, not with the lull in this crappy Gnome War. Dean comes to a halt in the middle of the path, the tip of his pipe resting gently against the ground. Brow furrows. He listens intently, once again hearing another noise off to the side.
"Hey!" He calls out, rough voice cutting through the silence of the evening, "Who's out there?" A pause. "You got exactly five seconds to get your ass out where I can see it."
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