milfioso

*   gah im so inconsistent >.<,  happy new year guys!!  cb n specify!

hellslyrics

“you’re   hurt,      don’t   move.”         kneeling  afore  the  female,     cain   inspected   her  wounds,     staring   with   fingers   probing   the  flesh   of   her  ankle,  “how   did   you   get  hurt?”      HE  KNEW   HOW  AND   WHY  SHE’D  GOTTEN  HURT,   BUT  HE  REMAINED  ..     silent,     wanting   to   know  ..   if   she  caught  sight  of  how  he’d   slaughtered   ..   two    men   just  as  she’d   walked   in   the  room   with   his    wings  ..   shimmering    with    blinding   light,   and  an  excalibur   clutched   in   his  right   hand   with  seeping  blood.   BUT  THAT  MOMENT  HAD  ONLY  LASTED  FOR   A  SPLIT  SECOND  AFORE   HE  DISGUISED  HIMSELF,       and  made  everything  ..   disappear,     along   with   his   massive   white   wings,     and   the   slaughtered   mortals.    the  act   of  having   shown   his  true   powers   for   a  second,        resulted   in   a  wave    of   wind  bursting   through   the windows,   and  the   glass  to   shatter   as   the  room  took   an  immense   impact.

milfioso

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*     hi boner boys,   its CHRIMAS TIME to cb for chuuya in the holiday spirit (buying shit for like half the mafia)

milfioso

ID.    @suicidism     ,           dazai,   please...    listen   to   me.     you're    amazing    and    you    shouldn't    suffer    through    all    this.
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milfioso

ID.    @suicidism     ,            you've    managed    to    survive   a    decade    in    the    port    mafia.    you're   probably    one    of    the    smart    people    in    yokohama,    and    you've    made    it    /this/   far     despite    the   cards    you've    been    delt.     [   his    voice    was    hushed,    but    sheer    determination    lined    every    word.    because    he    meant    it.   ]     don't    sell    yourself    short.
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ID.   @suicidism    ,         [     every    sob,   every   gasp,    felt    like   nails    on   a  chalkboard.     the    grating    sound,   unnerving    and    foreign,   made   chuuya    wince.    a   small   hand   circled    dazai's   back.    ]     you're    so    strong,   dazai.    so   brave.
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dazai...?       [    bright    eyes    would   squint,    attempting    to    adjust    to    the    thick    darkness.    it    was    late    at    night,    and   chuuya    looked..  frazzled,    to    say   the    least.    ]      the    fuck    is    up     with    you?
          
          @suicidism   ;       im literally gonna cry + they did know eachother b4 this, bc they met at 15 and oda died when dazai was 18

mortavi

are   you   drunk   or   are   you   always   like   this?
          
          || ur picked ur chosen

milfioso

ID.     @BlTCHESBREW     ,         [    sharp   eyes    would    flicker    from    the   glass    to    the    stranger,    dutifully.   suspicious.    he'd    squint,    dipping   his    pinkie   into   the   glass,    waiting   a    few    moments    before    chugging   it.    ]     ...thank    you.
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mortavi

@milfioso 
            
            mhm.     [     pursing her lips, a glass filled with a clear liquid slid across the countertop— water.     ]     here   you   are.
            
            || mwah mwah
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milfioso

ID.       @BlTCHESBREW      ,          i'm..    barely    tipsy.     [    an    obvious    lie,   his    slow    speech    and    glossy    eyes    being    a    telltale    sign.    ]
            
            *    im honored :]
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