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/ doing a halfassed bio bc I'm lazy? Yes. 

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   /  &.  * too late.  im dead. *
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          	  / I asked you to make it hoe-
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rremissionem

❝ ada - there you are -! ❞

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❝ yeah.  but i'm your weirdo. ❞  he smiled into the kiss, a small, quiet laugh leaving him.  ❝ because i'm your darling angel, ❞  he hummed, arms running up adagio's sides before wrapping his arms around adagio's neck.  ❝ and i have wooed you with my wonderful voice. ❞
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            He sighed dramatically, as if he was asked some taxing task. " and I repeat, you're so fucking weird , " he said before pressing a kiss against his Angel's lips. "  why do I love you again? "
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❝ and yet we got together and not with anyone else here. ❞  he opened his eyes and, a bit childishly, stuck his tongue out up at adagio.  ❝ maybe i'll just die if you don't kiss me - ❞
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AU: ABO
          
          escaping.  fuck--/freedom/.  it was a gasp of free air, filling his lungs im their entirety.  he loved it.  everything--it all seemed new.  joyous.  adrenaline, though, pumped through him.  his sense had majorly been drowned out as he had ran with 056 out of the facility, from the guards, from their bullets.  and.. now, he was /free/.  yes, he was free with the fucker 056, but he was /free/.
          
          the though was exhilarating.  well, it was, at least, until the adrenaline wore down, and there was a familiar feeling starting to creep its way to him.
          
          /fuck/.
          
          he stopped mid slowdown, whatever dumb ranting coming from 056 becoming useless, white noise as panic rose within him.  his heat--oh, /fuck/, his /heat/!  nocturne couldn't help the whine that slipped past his lips, and he practically slapped his hand to his mouth, biting down hard on his skin, shakily taking a step backwards, away from 056.  oh, god.  056 was going to fucking kill him once he found out he was going into fucking heat not even an /hour/ after they'd escaped, no less before they separated.  /fuck/!

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❝ i disagree.  dreams are illusive, stand alone, and decided by the mind. ❞  he was illusive from others, stood alone, and made choices by his mind, not his heart.  his heart.. it was something that he'd stopped caring about ages ago.  ❝ depends on which i do.  the procedure of physically taking it out.. a few minutes.  the pill.. it's necessary for you to be there, but i.. i would not enjoy enduring the pain in my current residency. ❞  he cleared his throat, averting his eyes.  alone--he also didn't want to be alone with the pain, but he wouldn't admit it.  not to 056.  ❝ but, playing.  you play instruments? ❞
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            He snorted. " Dreamy isn't exactly the word I would use, " he said dryly, his lips curling into a slight smirk. " But you got the dark and dreary part down pact that's for sure. " Huh. 056 didn't even know that the omega / knew / how to play the piano, but to be fair he didn't really know anything about him. Like he said, 092 was known to keeping to himself. Not that 056 was any better. " fuck speaking of playing- how long will this shit take? If I have to call off of work, then I rather know now. "
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❝ it's meaning. ❞  was his answer, quiet for a moment before he delved into it.  ❝ "a short composition of a romantic or dreamy character suggestive of night, typically for piano."  i.. in a way, can be a dreamy person, and the night?  ha.  well, that should be obvious.  the nighttime is a time of isolation, akin to my life at the facility.  i.. enjoy the night.  the sky, the stars, the moon.  all of it.  my insomnia only helps my love for the night, anyways, and.. the piano is comforting.  my favorite instrument to play. ❞
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the phonecall.  /fuck/.  there was no plan in his mind--so uncharacteristic of nocturne--as he ran, letting his phone be the gps, the map for him, it calling out turns when needed, yet it was almost drowned out by the blood roaring in nocturne's ears.
          
          /ada.  ada.  ada.  ada./
          
          on repeat, on a loop, /save ada/.  and, so, when the building appeared--an old, worn-down warehouse--he barreled forward, slamming open the door and hit a note, too panicked to care if it was leaning more to a scream than it was a note, knowing damn well that /he/ was the siren, and his call wasn't one anyone besides adagio would be able to resist, unable to do anything other than what he commanded.  for now, he had those lying in wake of ambushing stay where they were, absently staring into nothingness as his eyes searched the room, looking for--/adagio/.  a choked sob left him as he ran over, not even bothering to run to adagio's front as he ran over, practically collapsing onto adagio's back, sobs escaping him as he tightly hugged his ada, face pressed into the nape of adagio's neck. 

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❝ shut up, you asshole! ❞  nocturne cried out, knowing adagio couldn't hear him.  it was a struggle, trying to decide between telling adagio to just shut the fuck up or, instead, yell out that he /should/ be sorry.  that if he hadn't been so fucking stupid, that this shit wouldn't have happened.  in the end, the shut up had won and.. and now they needed to get up.  /fuck/.  ❝ we've gotta move, ada. ❞  he knew his words fell on unhearing ears, but, nonetheless, he slowly started into get up, hoping adagio got the message. 
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            Something wet splashed onto the ridge of his brow before skating sideways into his hairline. His jaw clenched. He did it again. Fuck. What was the point of coming back into Nocturne's life if he did but nothing cause him pain , but he... he would be lying if he wasn't taking comfort in his presence. His grip tightened in the fabric under his hands as he realized that Noc, Noc " responded ". "I'm sorry , " he said, " I'm so sorry. " He knew that even if he couldn't hear them , the words would still reach Noc's ears. He hoped that they reached his heart as well. 
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breathing--it felt difficult to breathe.  fuck.  fuck!  it was the same feeling that haunted him when adagio was taken from him.  the same feeling when he turned into 056.  couldn't they--/why couldn't they just stop hurting his adagio/?  unfair.  so fucking unfair.  sobs continued to escape him.  fucking--he'd fucking kill them /all/.  all of those fuckers.  every last god damn one.  he'd make sure they'd die for doing this to his adagio.  burn in fucking hell.  he'd--adagio placing a hand over his heart broke him from his rage, his breath hitching.  he knew what adagio was looking for, and, god, it hurt.  ❝ i'm here.  i'm here. ❞  words--they seemed meaningless now.  so, he gave adagio a tight squeeze, symbolizing he heard adagio.  oh, god. 
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such a stupid thing to get in a fight for.  did nocturne have to be all the brains between the two?  fight, fight, and fight some fucking more--that's all adagio did.  all brawn, no brain.  it was irritating--no, /infuriating/.
          
          how did adagio win over his heart again?
          
          ❝ adagio. ❞  the tone of his voice would betray those who didn't know him well enough.  calm.  monotone, it seemed.  as if nothing was wrong.  the undercurrent in his voice, though, held nothing but anger.  the anger shown in his eyes.  the anger shown in his stiff posture.  a muscle in his jaw twitched, as though restrains words he wished to say, wished to yell out.  so, instead, he simply said, ❝ you're more of an idiot than i thought you were. ❞  there was a bite to his words, an edge.  more than a teen of nocturne's age should possess, but one matures fast in the circumstances he'd been given. 

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            " yes , " he breathed , just a side of absent as he took in everything that was Nocturne. Soft gaze, sweeping over him as if he had been starved of him. Everything that he had been missing all this time. Everything that he had almost lost just because he had to be a fucking idiot. " I'm sorry. So fucking sorry. Love you so fucking much. Never again. " 
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❝ y-you better be fucking s-sorry! ❞  nocturne cried out, his grip on adagio tightening as his body started to shake.  if he could cry right now, he'd be sobbing.  he bowed down, face burying into the top of adagio's head, feeling the familiar softness of his hair and--no, it wasn't fucking weird--smell.  completely adagio, completely his, and he was completely adagio's. 
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            He gasped at his touch, honestly not expecting that in the slightest, but fuck did it feel good. To be able to touch him again after so long. Adagio reached out , ready to embrace Nocturne just as tightly before he hesitated and pulled his hands back to his chest. These hands didn't deserve to touch Instead he leaned into Nocturne's hold , being grateful for that much. " I'm sorry ," he muttered, squeezing his eyes tightly shut. " I'm sorry. I just got so fucking angry.."
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melodicforay

adagio--he always knew what song he sang.  his perfect partner.  his.. no.  adagio was perfect in himself entirely.  if nocturne was an angel, he'd gladly fall from heaven for adagio and cut off his wings.  what good would wings be, when adagio already made him feel as though he were soaring?  love--that's what the term was called.  nocturne was sure of it.  sure, he felt some connection to the others in the facility, but adagio.. adagio was different.  so different.  and so, he began, corners of his lips tilted up in a smile.  ❝ besame, besame mucho ~ como si fuera ésta noche, la última vez ~ ❞

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❝ but you'd still love me all the same, no? ❞  he teased, smile bright on his face.  love--such a beautiful concept, one they shared.  and, yes, it was ironic they'd been taught the words and then told not to use them.  what's the point of learning, then?  sure, if they were mistakes, it'd be fine, but they were just words, so who gave a damn?  ❝ you, you jerk. ❞  he huffed as he was nipped at once again.  rude, much?  not that nocturne minded, anyways.  he stuck out his tongue--childish, yes, he knew--as the other walked off, gaze tracking adagio, awaiting for his return.  the smile that'd been eroded from the tongue being stuck out was now back, a warm laugh coming from him as he was pulled in closer, a gasp coming from him adagio placed a new kiss onto the side of his neck.  ❝ j-jeez- ❞  as if he wasn't enjoying it.  a blush rose again in his cheeks, eyes closing as he tilted his neck, giving the other better access. 
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            He rolled his eyes at the language comment. " You sound like those old fucks, " he muttered, referring to their professors and occasionally the scientists. Which was hypocritical if you asked him. They were the ones who taught him the "foul words". Fucking idiots. " Who the hell you calling a dumbass, dumbass ? " he said , giving the male another nip out of spite before drawing away , only going to put away his instrument and then returned , pleased to be able to properly pull Nocturne into his arms. " Now what were you saying about more pleasurable? " he rumbled , leaning down and brushing his nose against the junction between his neck and jaw before he pressed his kiss against the skin followed by a slick tongue.
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❝ language ~ ❞  nocturne hummed, teasing.  oh, he knew damn well adagio want the hardass he showed himself to be all the time.  sometimes, he'd amuse himself in thinking of scenarios where he told the others how much of a softie he definitely /wasn't/.  well, technically, he had a few times, because he /had/ to call adagio out on his bullshit.  always, the results were hilarious.  but, oh, if the others had seen what'd just transpired- he was snapped out of his thoughts as adagio nipped at his cheek.  a blush flushed out onto his cheek--dumbass.  ❝ the professor said biting was more pleasurable on the neck, not cheeks, dumbass- ❞  he corrected the other, giving a small huff, perhaps.. suggesting a way for this to continue. 
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musicallyunhinged

/ doing a halfassed bio bc I'm lazy? Yes. 

melodicforay

   /  &.  * too late.  im dead. *
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quietIyaIone

could a being that doesn't need to breathe have her breath be hitched ? well , to clarify things first , breathing is only a necessity for talking . such as her kind do not actually need to breathe as it is only an act for the living . so how could such creature's breath be hitched upon landing sight of the strange . . .  species .
          
          this was a human , smelled like one , had the vibe of one . however , it did not look too humane at all .
          
          could it even talk ? only one way to find out . " hello ," she uttered, stepping closer to the figure that had just been there , spiking her curiosity and poking her fear . But moreso the former .

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            " right ," she scoffed with a roll of her eyes . disrespectful creature , stupid disrepectful motherfucker . needless to say , she didn't like him . she was starting to despise him so much . " as if you didn't just panic at the mention of a certain name . you seemed so ready to kill me too , and how foolish of an act . perhaps it hasn't come to your attention that i cannot be killed by the likes of you ," she said . " perhaps walking up to you was a bad idea , you looked lonely so i tried to be friendly , but it appears you're best left dwelling alone you skeez ."
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            It was almost funny , watching her get so angry. Still , it was a lot of fuss coming from such a little piece of shit " oh I'm sorry, did I fucking stutter? Should I say slower so you can understand? " he said in faux concern before clearing his throat. " fuck. off. Your 'claim' means nothing to me. " The grin was from gone from his face , his expression set into a hard glare. Funny or not , she was nothing but an annoyance. 
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" SHRIMP?! " she muttered out in fury , moreso being caught off by the last part of his harsh statement . " shit?! Are you accusing me of making this up ?" she asked , clenching her fists at the obnoxious sound that came from him . laughter was supposed to be a beautiful feat , but hearing it from this . . .  CREATURE , it sure sounded horrifying and almost drove nightmares into her brain .  " are you doubting my claim ?"
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quietIyaIone

.⸙ d a z z l e !

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            .⸙ I— oh alright then, as if i don't stay up too :") aight, imma drop something soon brb little beano!
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            / sleep is for the weak- 
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quietIyaIone

.⸙ if you know someone by the name of Nyx, then I have come to sociali(z)e—

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            .⸙ r i g h t . . . . . . . . . b y e . . .
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            / that's not terrifying at all
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            .⸙ i'm onto you -.- but eh ,, imma make you a friend so doesn't matter >:3
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