~Deception~

“Lying is my forte, you know?” “But I’m not so good at being honest…” “It’s kinda funny, actually… My truest tales sound the most false!” *Independent Kano Shuuya roleplay blog* ooc = outoftalltales I Track: Mendaciousoptics M!A: none *Multiship/multiverse*

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i'm gonna dump headcanons bc i have writers block but i always have ideas. most of these are more funny things omg 

kano's fave fe:a character would be Chrom hands down all hail the nerd lord 

He really likes gummy bears like a lot like actually 

he's not too fond of spicy food like at all 

is he had a tumblr blog it'd be a lot of shitposting memes but also aesthetic stuff and cats and the occasional fandom stuff but it wouldn't rly be much of a fandom blog besides maybe pokemon and some stuff. 

whenever the dan watches a scary movie he makes an excuse to go somewhere to go to his room for something then say he "got distracted" after they ask where he was the whole time. But this is with even slightly scary movies like....he could hardly handle the first Scream film rip him 

He's the type of person who would send you the shrek is love shrek is life video with no context

he mains as pikachu in smash lol

once he bought a snap-back and wore it but kido and seto laughed at him so hard he never wore it again lol rip what a dork 

[nisemomo]

get along, kiddos

[fuyuyuu]

Kano babeeeee!!!!

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KANO-SAN KANO-SAN what if you never met your siblings huh huh

(>>) The answer was simple, really. He'd be alone, quite possibly still in foster care. Either that, or he'd be six feet under because he would have given up a long time ago if it weren't for his siblings. It was actually pathetic just how much he depended on them, and even more so considering the fact that they were all moving on with their lives. In the end, he probably wouldn't be alive if he didn't have anybody worth fighting for, because there wasn't a chance in hell he would have stuck around if he was only in it for himself. 

"Ah, anon, that would definitely be...unfortunate on my end." 

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❤ kissuuuu

"Even my twin thinks i’m hot." 

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((ww i got fire emblem awakening today and it's the most fun thing ever))

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((aah i'm really tired so i'm going to sleep, i'll get to everything tomorrow! ww)

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Send "❤" For my muse to kiss yours.

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Please reblog if you are an OC/OC friendly rp blog

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Being an OC is like being a peasant sometimes.

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what if your mother never died

(>>) The question was shocking to say the least, but it wasn't like he'd never thought about it beforehand. The idea of his mother still being alive to this very day, and what would have become of him in that scenario had crossed his mind countless times. For starters, he likely wouldn't have achieved the 'lying eyes' he loathes so much. Then again, he mother was never warm--not to him, anyway. What sort of face would he have if he were still living under the same roof of his mother at age sixteen? 

Even so, if his mother had not died, he never would have been hauled off to an orphanage. He never would have met Tsubomi or Kousuke, and he definitely would have never come into contact with Ayano Tateyama. 

Then again, he wouldn't be trapped in an endless game of life and death that repeated itself like a broken record whenever it so pleased. 

In the end, it was fate that his mother didn't survive past his childhood, and though it seemed like the gods themselves were bent on betraying him, he was given an ability that became both his greatest strength and his Achilles heel. It was destiny that he ended up a monster. 

So really, what if his mother never died? Maybe another version of 'Kano' will find out. 

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whatifwhatif digital virus kano ehehe

"Does that mean I get to go through all of Shintaro-kun’s personal files and downloaded images? Y’know what Danchou? I like the way you think you’re hired." 

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Send Me "What If" and a scenario and my character will respond to it

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Things u should know about Kano 

kinda shy

bi

tries not to cry

(still cries tho)

has cat eyes

watches his friends die

doesn't understand why (kinda tho)

snakes, puns, and messy hair oh my (dirty)

probably just wants french fries 

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"I wish things were that simple!"

(») Oh? The blond clutched at the fabric of the couch to the point in which his knuckles began turning a ghostly white hue. He’d been reclining there relatively peacefully until the raven had stormed into the room, apparently looking to start an argument with him. Ah, he really wasn’t in the mood for this sort of thing, and he would have rather choked up blood than lay eyes on the disgusting, callous boy who tore his sister away from him. 

Simple? In a world as cruel as the one he resided in, there was no such thing. No, everything was painfully, agonizingly complex to the point where his head was spinning and the incessant noise and the blistering heat became far too much for him to bear. At this point, crimson hues were searing with a familiar pain he’d known since childhood and his heart was pounding in his ears like a hammer against wood and all he wanted was for everything to just stop. Just for once, he wanted this repulsive, despicable world to stop teetering on it’s rusted out hinges and for everything to cease and become silent. 

"—Hmm?Is that so, Shintaro-kun?” He murmured, his gaze finally locking with the raven’s. “And yet here you are, completely unbidden, trying to start a fight…”

                      [It’s all your f a u l t] 

"You say things aren’t simple enough around here? Well now, whose fault is that?" 

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"I couldn’t hate you. I used up all my hatred on myself."

He had never hated a person, ever. Only the things people did. He hated that he and Kano, up till now, could never be in a room together without volleying hurtful truths back and forth and tearing into one another with reckless abandon and malice that shouldn’t have even existed in people as young as they were. He hated that everything that had ever happened to Kano infected him from the inside out, spilling over in hateful words or stubborn silence.

Or this, though he a million times preferred this over Kano’s usual method of coping. At least this way he could help.

He lowered them both to the floor as carefully as he could bearing the weight of two people, pulling the smaller blonde into his lap. To anyone else, it probably looked all shades of wrong, but Shintaro honestly couldn’t bring himself to give a shit. His hand moved to card through messy blonde waves, then to rub abstract patterns in the space between his shoulders, as he stared off at a point on the opposite wall and rested his cheek on the top of Kano’s head so they wouldn’t have to make eye contact just yet.

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(>>) Affection was horrifying to say the least. Past experience told him that affection was the sort of thing he shouldn't allow himself to get used to. It was like a fleeting promise just waiting to be broken-- to be torn away from those who held it dear to them. When Shuuya Kano was involved, promises tended to break, and any type of affection, regardless of who it came from, would cease eventually. Usually,  this was because that person would die, taking a chunk of his sanity with them. 

Affection was to Kano as the alluring song of a siren was to a homesick traveler--False hope. 

Then again, perhaps he'd never learned his lesson because he was letting Shintaro Kisaragi, a boy he couldn't stand the sight of just this morning, display more affection than anybody ever has before. Of course, it could be purely situational that the raven pulled the blonde into his lap, causing his cheeks to heat up rather noticeably. In fact, this whole ordeal was the result of increased tension between the two of them. If this were a spur of the moment type of thing, then surely the older would never show any signs of endearment again. 

But there was a nagging sensation deep within him that was slowly rising to the surface and taking over his sense of self to the point where he couldn't hide it for much longer. Though he'd never be able to admit it verbally, Kano needed this. He needed somebody to be the calm before the storm, and Shintaro was doing just that. Really, the thought of this being purely the heat of the moment was equally as terrifying as it being something more permanent. 

He let out a shaky sigh and let his muscles relax a bit. Whether he deserved it or not, he decided he'd let himself give way to the calming feeling of fingers gently running through his hair. He decided that this was, in fact, the result of an odd interaction that would likely never happen again in his lifetime, so he could accept this, just for a little while at least. It won't last for long, anyway.      

                           In spite of it all, a quiet, hardly recognizable laugh escaped his lips."Heh, well, I guess that makes two of us, Shin."      

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((tbh i'm worried some of u thought i was dead or something no i am very much alive (i think?) i just have been busy i am sorry [/rolls] 

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([/floats in] okay u h i'm so sorry..okay long story short i've been working on christmas fics for the last month for like 16 people and i'm not done but here is my writing blog for proof of this u h i plan on coming back legit right after christmas i don't get off on break until the day before christmas eve omg i am so sorry but i am here i can't reply to anything rn bc all my teachers planned quizzes and tests for tomorrow and i have hw to do but i apologize for my absence and i want you all to know that i'm coming back soon!! :D ) 

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"Kano? You good?" Oh, look at that--Shintaro actually came to check on him.

(») Upon hearing the raven’s voice his heart skipped a beat and his thin fingers that were ghosting over a novel page just seconds before came to a halt. The boy’s check-ups were becoming more and more frequent, and really, he didn’t mind it. Perhaps it was selfish, but like some foolish child with a playground crush, he wanted Shintaro to pay attention to him. 

No, No, it was definitely selfish. 

He had spent far too long loathing the boy with ever fiber of his being. Not to mention that fact that he unarguably ruined his life, causing him to lock himself up in his bedroom and waste away for two years.  

But Shintaro forgave him. He simply ruffled his hair and told him it wasn’t a big deal. He had even offered his support and in turn Kano plastered on a grin—a grin they both knew was nothing more than a front—a grin he wore so the older wouldn’t see the tears dripping down scarred cheeks onto the hardwood of the apartment floor. 

[How pathetic]

"Yeah…Yeah I’m good." His voice ended up sounding more forced than he intended, but the chances of Shintaro noticing were slim. Or, so he hoped.