PRIDE.

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&. flamefought:

                      the smile on his lips was irreplaceable when it came to HOMRA, his friends, his family.  the people who actually took him or himself rather than NOTHING AT ALL.  laughter bubbling from his stomach, the guys were being assholes again but in the fun way and not the  ‘i really wanna punch you in the face’  way.  OR NOT.

                    ❛    what, no way, man !  i can totally do that, let’s bet on it, assholes !    ❜        grabbing his board from beside the door as he spoke loudly.  fingers curling around the door handle for a second before throwing it open, cursing.  stupid eric and his stupid mouth and saying stupid things.  he’ll show him.

                        raising an arm to try & block out some of the sun, saruhiko took a moment to look around himself -- unsure if it was EXCITEMENT or ANXIETY bubbling in the pit of his stomach. how nice it must have been to be able to act so carefree, without a worry in the world. how easily he’d been REPLACED. from across the road, blue opals stared as the other flipped his board; his smile as bright as the sun in the sky. BLINDING.

                                                                                     ❛     ---- .... idiot.      ❜

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&. flamefought:

                     ❛    what now ?    ❜

                           ❛    if you think this is funny ----- it’s not.    ❜

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                                                   GET WILD.

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                           ❛    ---.... you bastard.    ❜      stuffing his fridge full of veggies. traitor.

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i’m in such a dancing mood omfg, i’m just blasting music & screaming lyrics!

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&. gooselullaby:

She had been tugging for a minute now. Perhaps the man in the uniform couldn’t feel her? She didn’t want to tug any harder at him, she didn’t want to accidentally rip it. But someone told her that if she needed help, to ask the people in the uniforms! So why wasn’t he answering her?

“!!!”

When he finally did turn to look at her, she couldn’t help but step back. She was feeling a little shy now. At the same time however, she needed help. Nanako couldn’t just walk away from him now! Carefully tugging now at the edges of her pink and red dress to calm her nerves, she stared right up at him.

“I–I can’t find my Big Bro. We were walking together. But then we got separated.”

                         regardless of it being somewhat in his field, he couldn’t help but feel as though                          he’d been tossed to the sharks on this one. how simple, yet she reflected worry                          in those chestnut eyes ---- another sigh escaping him as easily as he’d breathed                          it in. turning himself around to her fully, bending down on one knee to try & seem                          less intimidating; not that he really cared.

                         ❛    where did you get separated...? better yet, do you know his cell number?    ❜ 

                         if he could contact her brother he wouldn’t have to go searching, it was too hot                          to walk a million miles in search for someone he couldn’t give HOMRA’S ass                          about. if he’d just left the girl here, he would be scolded like no tomorrow ----                          something he’d rather not waste his time with. 

                                                                                            ❛    .... follow me.    ❜

[shiruba-tsuki]

He’s simple-minded, stupid, ignorant, and doesn’t get a thing… And yet somehow he’s able to come up with the perfect answer…

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                        it’s quiet, rain falling from the sky is the only sound that surrounds him; burying                         his footsteps as he strides through the park. he’s in no rush to escape the cold                         prison that clings to his skin; frames covered in droplets to mask himself. RED                         is all he see’s from the corner of his optics, turning himself towards it; the corner                         of his lip twitches, trying to draw back the nostalgia. 

                                                                   ❛    --...you’ll catch a cold.    ❜ hypocrite.   

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                            it wasn’t that he HATED them, he just wasn’t that fond of --- no. perhaps                             it was just that he couldn’t be bothered to CARE. with this child tugging at                             the bottom of his uniform, darkened brows seemed to knit together in                             annoyance. why did it have to be him of all people, a sigh leaving through                             his nose as he turned to face her; bright eyes staring into his more lazed                             ones.

                                                                                  ❛    ... what is it that you want?    ❜

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                             collaboration would be required to get the job done today, & a DETECTIVE                              agency had been contacted to work alongside scepter four for this mission                              --- regardless of how he felt, he would be partnered up & forced to work                              along side them. with a meet up time, saruhiko found himself on the bridge                              twenty minutes early, his eyes staring out at the vast waters below him ----                              a pause as opals widened to the male as he hung just below; the only thing                              holding him up was a rope tied to his ankle & a loosely made knot to the                              bridge. 

                                                           ❛    -------- ......  detective dazai, i presume...?   ❜

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                         he finds himself surrounded by tree’s, sitting in the grass with a hand placed                          under his jacket; blood oozing through his fingertips from the wound just on                          the left side of his stomach to stain both his gray vest & white shirt. ‘it hurts’                          he can’t help but think, although his face makes no emotion; he’s sweating                          ---- finding himself gazing around for some form of HELP. a voice calls to him,                          although he can’t seem to make out who it is; faded visions & drowned out                          sounds as he gazes toward them, his body falling to rest himself in the grass.

                                                                                 ❛    m--........misaki---- ?    ❜

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                               THE DAY YOU COME TO UNDERSTAND ME WILL NEVER COME.

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                          behind a computer screen, slender fingers tapped away at the keys; the only                           thing to illuminate the room was the white light beaming from his laptop --                           his pale face making its way through the darkness. blue optics flicked to the                           girl sitting at the desk before him; her fingers playing with small objects on                           his desk --- gazing upon pencils & erasers as if she’d never seen them before.                           only to further his confusion was her ridiculous claim.

                          ❛    -------- ‘ALTEA’ isn’t on any map... where did you say it was again...?    ❜

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                        he stands before the other, shoulders relaxed regardless of how tightly he’d                         held the hilt of his blade; its point shafted toward the others neck --- arm                         outstretched as he stared through solid frames. the boys strength was                         enough to snap his blade in two if he’d wished as such. although with his                         power it seemed he’d had limitations; a broken finger for starters, blue                         optics gazing toward the twisted digit with no reflected emotion. 

                                                                 ❛    --- what KING to you serve under...?    ❜

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                        through crowded streets, the commotion & sway of people seemed to                         move about him. his ears empty of sound, mind filled with past thoughts                         he would rather soon forget ------ DROWN OUT THE PAIN. 

                        a constant reminder that he still breathed, that his humanity remained                         --- how ALONE he really was. with distracted optics downcast, saruhiko                         walked the streets; stopping himself before a familiar bar. gazing at it                         with warmth bubbling in his stomach, from the sign that hung above him                         he could hear HIS laughter melting in his ear. 

                                                                            ❛    ----- ... HOW STUPID.    ❜                                                       [ @flamefought liked  ♕ ]

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                                     ❛    did you forget that this mark is a symbol of our PRIDE?!    ❜                                                    ❛    ----- there goes your PRIDE, misaki...    ❜    

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                              ** mutuals only, if we are in different fandom’s i will most likely im you for verse reasons.