strongshields
:: I’m Batman
wickedlows
elegantripple
daddy
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it had been raining for the past few days. listening to the distant patter the beads of water made against the window had grown into lorene’s past time. when he was gone. she would create scenarios in her mind, tucked away in the safety of the cold bedsheets. there was still a space for him. a sigh escaped her lips, turning away from the window.
his time away turned from months to weeks, to now days. that was good, but each day spent away lorene couldn’t help but miss him. on certain days she’d sleep on his side of the bed as he was off to take care of business and give her a break. it was much deserved, but she thought it would be better spent with her. still, she couldn’t sleep…not without him. hours would pass as the night lingered and lorene was growing heavy and weary. stay awake just a little longer…just in case, she thought to herself. lorene turned to face that window yet again as the rain had long subsided. if one was quiet enough, the sounds of crickets and such could be heard faintly.
the sounds were her comfort for the time being as she grew more and more drowsy with each minute. just was she was about to close her eyes, the bed seemingly bounced as someone else had joined her…geto— lorene turned to face him, immediately pulling him into her lukewarm embrace. “..mm..it’s late geto..”
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lorene wanted this unspoken thing to be spoken, yet that was a bit difficult. what if he wasn’t ready? now that couldn’t be true. she could see the way he talked to her, he looked at her, how he held her. she was never one to admit when she cared but for him… “ i care about you. a lot and i won’t sit here and pretend i don’t. you and i both know this.” this was her just trying. trying to be honest and open for once. to be vulnerable.
she moved back over so that she was fully facing him, gently tugging at his arm for him to sit with her. “…i just want to know what this is.”
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“ is that what you go do and can’t take me anymore?” her voice was faint, as if she was reminding herself about his tendencies. “ hm. you know i don’t sleep.” that embrace grew limp, her arms retreating to their sides as her head rested in his hands. lorene was at a point where she unknowingly longed for his touch. it put her at ease. sometimes she would imagine a different life for them, maybe one that was much more simplistic…away from the killings. something she would think about when she was a soldier and death loomed everywhere. back when tomorrow wasn’t promised and the idea of not waking up to see the sun rise used to engulf her. what was it now?
lorene leaned away from his touch, propping herself to sit against the headboard as those hazel hues wondered off away from him. “ you’ve grown more reckless. is that why you were gone for months? ” tinges of pain laced those words. was murder and chasing an idea more valuable than the person who stood there and cared for you as well as your children ? she had already done that for her commander when the survival of humanity was it’s top priority. how long would it take before she completely lost him…? “ i looked for you. ” lorene’s eyes panned back over to meet his, “ what happened that made you leave (me) that long?” she said.
it was clear, nothing could hide the pain his absence caused but that was due to their /unspoken thing/. they deeply cared for one another and those months were growing close to years. his kids could see what lorene and suguru hesitated to grow towards. her hand slid over to hold his. she wasn’t angry or upset…no. lorene was worried. she did not want to lose him. not ever.
(1/2)
immuniitys
“Dad. Open your gift >:(“
wickedlows
memories were hard to tame, but it's possible. shoved-at-the-back-of-your-head, deep-in-the-trenches-of-visuals-that-you-don't-want-to-remember kind of possible. hard to do, but - again - possible. but humans were harder to track. predict. they have their own will - something geto feels shouldn't have been present especially with the way they choose to live their lives, but that's neither here nor there - and it comes in the way of how geto wants to live / his / life.
/ she / was a prime example; standing in front of him in all her glory, strength, and pride. not an ounce of regret tailing her. geto was the same; or so he likes to think.
he greets her with a smile; practiced. smooth. clean. one usually reserved for victims of his methods. "have time been so unkind to you that you choose to call me by surname now?" he doesn't hold back the venom in his voice when his smile grows bigger. "what happened to / suguru /, my love?" the pet name was an added touch. some salt to the wound. he doesn't hold back because all this time, she could have protected lilly from becoming part of the family she was about to be married to, and yet she didn't.
and he / resents / her for it.
﹕@cursedbladess
strongshields
… where have you been.
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part of her didn’t want to look at him. then again that wasn’t her true feeling. “ you could’ve said goodbye at least.” her words feeling forced, but more so because she needed to say something. after all this time, all this planning of what to say and now was the time to speak…but she really couldn’t.
“ everyone thought you were dead. even lily. but i know you far better than that…funny enough i told her the same thing. you’d be off fighting something. i know you.” now she was fighting not to look at him because if lorene looked at him, even for a second she knew the feelings she had pushed down would rise up. it was time to be cool and collected.
when she did look at him however, it felt more like the episodes where she would hallucinate and see him. that was due to post traumatic stress. “ i missed you, too. a lot. kind of fighting the urge to not yell or hit you…” for once lorene was honest and direct. she couldn’t bring herself to hit him even if she wanted. if anything, lorene pulled him into her arms. she had been longing for his embrace, this real touch. he was there, finally. her arms basically coiled around him in a tight grip, lorene’s face embedding itself into his chest. he was real…he was here…”geto..”
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his gaze travels to the side and if it weren't for the fact he was / ashamed / for leaving her with all the work of their business he would be barking back ( a familiar back and forth with someone who doesn't really hold back from him either ). shame comes to him in different ways, but the most prominent he feels was the heat at the back of his head as he swallows down his pride to answer her, softly, "i needed time." he doesn't know how to tell her that he had been having trouble with himself, caught up in his own demons and figured it was best to sort it out.
literally.
with blood and bile, sweat and tears.
he clears his throat when he faces her this time, and his eyes looked clearer now. like they've found purpose once more. and he feels more grounded with himself. "i'd say i missed you, but seems like an inappropriate greeting." ( 'when i'm the one who left.' )
﹕@concealedwrath
wickedlows
: maybe cb for geto starters while i reevaluate my friendship over the two fuckers who say they miss geto and not yours truly. like honestly why miss geto when I'M here ya feel?
strongshields
:: first of all, give, second of all your mom, third of all I SAID I MISSED YOU PISS FART
immuniitys
“Daddy… I-I… I miss him. So.. much.”
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Lilly looked over at her father with her red and puffy eyes from crying for the past week. That’s all she could do. Cry. Barely sleep. Barely eat. Just cry and hope this is some sort of nightmare.
“H-how do you know that?” She sniffled. “Sukuna is strong. No one can defeat him.” That’s when the tears started again, but this time she hiccuped a sob. “I just want him bad. The dreams I’m having are just getting worse and worse-“
Lilly understood why her father put her in hiding. Sukuna could literally kill her in a snap of a finger. She wasn’t stupid. She listened to itadori. She knows he wants her to run and never look back. Hell, she didn’t even know if any of her friends were alive. This was a personally hell for her.
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'him' comes in the shape of bright eyes and sunshine smiles that could rival the sun, but 'him' had also taken form of a curse that could destroy an entire city with just a single flick of his wrist. geto didn't risk it. some would say it for him to be hypocritical; but geto killed his parents for the reason they aren't / his / people.
protecting lilly came as an instinct. he can't help it even if he tried. so saving her came first when everything went to shit down at shibuya and her boyfriend became the king of curses.
so here they were. in hiding. because lilly was a priority. / his / priority. and the plan would fall into place should his people follow his plan. "he'll come through." he tells her, though remorse was far from the tone of his voice. he doesn't regret taking her away from him. she should understand that.
﹕@smallcurses
strongshields
:: ILL BELIEVE THAT WHEN YOU STOP CALLING YOUR CAT UGGY
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:: MF ILL KILL YOU