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[enchainednomad]

noiz-narcoticz:

       He barely spared the other a glance, blonde eyebrows furrowing at the given notice. He hadn’t realized his own injury just as he’d been oblivious to several before, though he suspected it’d been the result of an earlier argument. The teen merely shrugged and thin fingers took soaked fabric between themselves to rip the already ruined sleeve the rest of the way off. Nevermind how deep of a cut it’d been, the blood was getting annoying.

       —— “Unimportant.”

A snort, the distance enough for it remain unheard by the younger, as he crossed his arms. It was none of his business to the matters of how the maniac came to be injured and he really COULDN'T bring himself to care. He does wonder why a cut that draws so much blood can be deemed unimportant. It at least deserves a tie to keep it from dripping on concrete. 

But he speaks no further, turning away from the teen to allow him his business alone. 

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aoriiyu:

        DIFFICULT it was to even imagine Mink looking forward to celebrating         Christmas like he is. No, he didn’t mean it as an insult, but considering         his stoic nature, surely anyone would naturally find it hard to picture.          “Hope you don’t mind us celebrating it now though.” he replied with         a sweet tone, before letting his grin widen when Mink answered his         question. 

        ALL the more excited he was that the other didn’t know what the plant is,         since it will make the surprise all the more worthwhile. “It’s a mistletoe.         It’s popular in Christmas, though its purpose does seem to be more         suiting for Valentines. And do you know why~?” 

        OBVIOUSLY, Aoba himself would answer that question. “Since mistletoes         are usually found on ceilings or generally above us. If two people meet         under a mistletoe, they would have to…” And with each word he slowly         inched closer to Mink, standing on his toes while hanging the plant above         them as he does so. “Kiss.” 

Not at all one to favor celebrations as much as his partner, he seemed to keep an ear for Aoba’s explanations. And he tossed occasional glances to the mistletoe as his lover padded closer with such a saccharine smile. He couldn’t really comprehend why a plant of all things could enrapture the attention of many -- even the blue haired male. 

And once the reason for it is told, he gave a hum. 

“Is that so?”

And a bit of curiosity and bemusement seems to touch his voice then, lips curving in a near unseen smile as he looks to the other. A fleeting look to the mistletoe once more, a tilt of the the head so lips were a shorter distance. 

What a tradition to cling to. 

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ooc; where’d all these followers come from ??

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aoriiyu:

        “IT’S just a little holly~” Aoba sang, voice laced with child-like excitement as         he hanged said plant on the front of the door. “Come on, don’t tell me you         don’t know about Christmas as well?” 

        VALENTINES? He’d be understanding. He can’t imagine it being such a         popular practice around here, now that he thinks about it. But Christmas is a         holiday taught around the world, right? One way or another, however, he wishes         to celebrate it even here. 

        DON’T judge him; Christmas is just the one holiday he is extremely giddy about. 

        “SEE?” he pointed to the small wreath of green that’s moderately decorated with         red. “It’s not that big a deal.” No, Mink wasn’t being a grump; Aoba was just         being a little too enthusiastic. Then Aoba took another plant (of a light and lush         green), lightly waving it in front of the other. “You know what this is?” 

“I do know. I just never bothered celebrating it.”

After all, most of his years comprised of things that had nothing to do with the cheer and joy and warmth that the holiday contained. Now that he had the time to enjoy the little things, the thought of Christmas never really crossed his mind. He never had anyone to celebrate with and the thought was... pleasant at best.

And with Aoba standing in front of him with a bright smile and a plant to dangle had him give second thoughts. He couldn’t help but look at the green and red with a slight arch of the brow, tongue clucking no sooner as he shook his head. 

What was with that anyways?

“No. What is it?” 

[enchainednomad]

❛ i am sorry for the trouble , i suppose . ❜

“Really now?”

He didn’t believe her, but he’s past acting as sharp as he usually did much less shoving past her. He crossed his arms as he gave a simple roll of the eyes, barely noticed but still there. 

“What are you doing here?”

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hellagayblueberry:

“Aww, you wound me.”

He presses a hand to his chest, fake hurt showing on his face, but it didn’t last long. He was right there in stride with Mink.

“Well then, I guess my reason would be seeing you.”

“That reason has no good intentions.” He replies, a sigh leaving him no sooner. While he did provide some sort of cause, it didn’t contain anything of need and he knew the other had desires that Mink wanted no part in. 

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feignedblood:

  “Well wouldn’t you if someone came along and killed your paycheck along with all the nice things that come with it? Like, say, a room at an inn and hot meal instead of camping and dried meat? I’ll admit, I am a tad annoyed.”

  “After all, it’s not very nice to steal someones only source of income”

    He noticed the way the warrior was eyeing him. It didn’t seem to phase him much, he was used to various warrior types looking at him distrustfully. It was all part of being a dark mage. No one trusted his kind but he was okay with that. It made working on his own easier and he usually preferred it that way.

    The dead bandits had pouches of money and semi-valuable items they had stolen from various travelers, and Aoba knew if it came down to it he could scavenge from them. But was he truly that down on his luck that he needed to steal from the dead? If it came to that he would of course, but he’d rather not if he had a choice.

“If you want the money and valuables, take them.” 

He speaks of this so simply as he rose to his feet once more, kicking a corpse for good measure. He had no interest in their trinkets and the money they handled. He was walking about, they blocked his way and tried to attack, they paid the ultimate price since they drew weapons first in harming intent. Nothing more or less. He had no desire to bring further shame to the dead by reaping their cadavers of expenses. 

“That solves the issue of your ‘source of income’, doesn’t it?”

He hefts his ax over his shoulder, brow arched once more as he eyed the mage. If that was all, he could traverse as promised without interruptions. 

[enchainednomad]

"Is it bothersome when others show you kindness? I don't mean to offend- only to give others the benefit of the doubt."

“Not every person you run into has good intentions. Kindness itself doesn’t bother me, though it’s unneeded.” He notes with a glance to the side, hand burrowing into the pocket of his coat. 

[agneschaos]

(=ↀωↀ=)✧ awwwwww~ ♥

[guccimermaid]

Imagine if Aoba did slap Mink’s ass though. Good lord Mink would be speechless.

[madelezabeth]

If someone told Aoba to go fuck himself, would he just go to Ren?

[cinnamon-toast-bara-deactivated]

do you think mink is sexually attracted to Aoba?

Short answer: Yes

Long-winded-I-tell-ya-h’what answer: 

At first there isn’t much attraction between the two. Mink just sees Aoba as a means to get revenge. Mink is fully consumed by rage, and his route clearly shows us that. Yes, those scenes are tough to watch, but they show us how desperate Mink was for both control over his situation and, by extension, control over Aoba.  

After the other Aoba comes to surface, Mink comes to realize his misjudgment and his mistakes. Old, hidden feelings of sorrow are probably mixed with new feelings of regret. At this point, Mink most likely starts to understand where he is in life and what he’s done. Mink does start to care for Aoba, but he also feels shame and remorse. We get a glimpse of Mink’s ability to be attentive and tender here:

I believe Scrap opened up some emotional doors for Mink. Aoba reaching a point of Mink’s conscience that is heavily guarded forms a connection. After the fall of Oval Tour, the weight of revenge is replaced by the weight of guilt. Mink comes back to America to face his past, but that doesn’t mean he’s escaped any feelings he has for Aoba.

Throughout Reconnect we see Mink trying to come to terms with his feelings. The type of attraction and emotions that Mink is experiencing are foreign to him. He could never imagine living to this point. He is coming face-to-face with his consequences. Due to his actions, Mink probably feels unworthy of Aoba. But there are times where his feelings do emerge from his stoic personality. 

So yes, I do think that Mink is sexually attracted to Aoba.

(I’m not condoning his actions, by the way. What Mink did was wrong and inexcusable. Over time, he does face his shortcomings in an attempt redeem himself for both his tribe and Aoba.) 

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@dmmd--noiz

“And if I say no, what will you do?”

Such a challenging glance to the younger, a loft of the brow as he viewed the blond with bare casualty. He found no threat in the brat. What he could do was no more than the bother of a bug on his shoulder, easy to brush off. 

[devouriing-blog]

      If only someone could              L O V E          a monster like you                                                    -Written by Sii

[enchainednomad]

❛ why are you shaking your head ? ❜

“You’re too nice. Too trusting. You hardly know me at all and yet you’re smiling like I’m an old friend.”

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feignedblood:

    Running across bandits was such a common thing these days that Aoba was honestly more surprised on the days he didn’t meet them. So it didn’t shock him at all to see a band of the vultures attacking a single warrior. The only part that did surprise him was that the warrior survived with all his limbs intact and the bandits all at his feet sufficiently… disarmed, as it were.

  “Oh my, I had wondered what was causing the sounds of battle. And here I find you, killing off my targets and depriving me of my pay.”

    The dark mage didn’t appear to be bothered by the bloodstained ground he was stepping into, robes dragging through the muck. If anything he looked impressed by how easily the other had dispatched the bandits in question.

“You have a problem with that?”

Those men were the ones who thought it well to launch themselves at him, demanding his money and whatever other valuables he had upon his body. The moment one had reached for his ax, he disposed of them quickly and had no qualms in wiping off the blood from his weapon as he cracked his neck. 

He does eye the mage warily however, not trusting that aura, that air of destruction and death that hung around him like the sweetened perfume of a royal lady. 

[enchainednomad]

❛ I’m never ready . ❜

“You’re the one who said you wanted to get ‘up close’ with the animals.”

A brow had arched as he faced the other, viewing him carefully as he shifted the basket in his hand. His free hand so casually rests at his waist as he heard Aoba speak up. There weren’t any flora or fauna in Midorijima so he supposed he understood this.