Your Blood Will Be The Sugar In My Tea.

Insane!Nero Anyverse, Freeverse, Multiship Bring on the trigger warnings, Anything goes. NSFW/NSFL

[nerothepitchblack]

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[papa--monkey-deactivated2015020]

And here's one more cake for you all.

[nerothepitchblack]

The line in his jaw set and his lip twitched up but it was no smirk that played across his face. “You fail to understand, Sir,”   he hissed the word, vermillion eyes becoming even more so narrowed with frustration. “The demonstration is not necessary because it will become a reality without my ushering. If I cannot contain it, then you are currently sitting in its very epicenter.”  His speech grew languorous and deliberate with anger, and the sound of it within the closed room was enough to remind himself of his need to remain calm.  

"…My apologies." He raised a hand to cradle his cheek, taking a moment to breath and letting his gaze fall away to focus on nothing in particular. He wished that he still had the barrier of the mask between him and the other man in the room.  ”There would be very little left of your city. I do not know what would become of me, but I have reason to want to survive as mentally intact as possible and thus avoid this all together."   Nero shifted from one foot to the other, and his eyes flicked back to Rufus. "DeepGround is no more, and I have no access to anything close enough to the purity used to counteract it."  

His tone went flat, a subconscious effort to remove any signs of desperation.  "I understand there is a price to be paid for everything."

[bloodiedrequiem]

"I understand that just fine," Rufus commented, watching the other. He closed his eyes calmly, as though thinking. "What I do not understand is why you are still here talking to me when you know what is needed to prevent such destruction. If you know well how to prevent yourself from getting sucked into the void, why are you badgering me? Clearly, due to my….conditions with Mako, I do not carry any on my person, nor do I have access to any remaining refineries."

He chuckled, shaking his head.

"Should you not secure yourself and your sanity before challenging another? Or is that all apart of the game?"

He finally stood up, but he turned away from Nero, looking out the window. His gaze did remain watching Nero’s reflection, however.

"Get what you want, or take everyone with you. A notable strategy, but not like you. What is it you are really looking for, Nero the Sable? Justice? Answers I do not have? Revenge?"

He glanced over his shoulder.

"Everyone has a price. But the price only matters if both parties have what is necessary to give."

[nerothepitchblack]

There was a groan from the former Tsviet and his fingers moved to rub at his temples. This is going nowhere. "There is no game and the threat, however real, is null when it comes to my intentions. I would not lower myself to you if I was not in need." He took a step forward, his eyes narrowing on the back turned on him. It had been so long since someone disregarded him so blatantly. Rosso, he remembered. She would turn her back on him with a slow wave of the hand, a twist of the wrist, and each time it drove him mad. But he was not one to retaliate when only his pride was wounded. The way Rufus did it was reminiscent and just as irritating, Nero knew that people only did these sort of stupid things when they did not think he would attack them from behind, or they were testing his patience. It grated on his nerves, but Nero took a seat in the chair.

Resting his elbows on his knees and steepling his fingers in front of his lips, he closed his eyes. "Revenge on whom? The Restrictors are dead. The maggot that took my brother is dead. Revenge on you would have no substance, you knew nothing of my own existence as I have come to learn. All those that I could have want for revenge on are already dead."   He snorted, taking long enough to take breath before speaking again, his tone weary and full of bitterness. "Really President, Justice? For what would I have use for justice? What could this world have to offer me in terms of Justice?"  "No, none of that. I only wish to survive now. Your...condition..Keeps you from being close to it. It does not follow that your condition keeps you from the information on how to get it or from whom. You have your lackeys. "

[honourablemonster]

A Different Sort of 'Roommate'

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[honourablemonster]

Compliments were a strange concept for Angeal. He’d spent his life prior to degradation taking very few to heart and forwarding the rest on to Genesis or Sephiroth, as he believed people gave him too much credit, but that alone had kept him content. After his degradation, though, that had changed, and accepting compliments had turned to a poison, because he could never believe them. There was a reason Angeal spent very little time in front of mirrors- he couldn’t bear to look himself in the eye, even now.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, Angeal straightened his posture once Nero had slipped down off his back, rolling his shoulders. He chuckled softly, reaching out to run a hand through dark locks of hair, “If you wish to accompany me, you’re more than welcome, Nero. I always got the impression you’d rather not join me on my trips to town, perhaps because I’m a trifle too social with the shopkeepers.”

[nerothepitchblack]

He knew that much to be true in both himself and the other. Angeal was never unreasonably late, but even simple errands had to account for the time that the soldier would stand around listening to idle chitchat for the sake of being polite. He sighed and leaned into the hand, closing his eyes. "Perhaps...."  was the reluctant acknowledgment that he was quite the shut-in himself, no extra effort from Angeal needed. He made up his mind then, "I'll go with you....If only to put faces to these people who keep you from me." 

[nerothepitchblack]

☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard?

Nero has very, very little regard for his own safety, but will preserve himself for Weiss's sake. He has a facade of a superiority complex to the common race, but the idea that he was made impure--of corrupt lifestream--while Weiss is pure, heavily eats at his self-concept. He is most consciously aware about his self-inflicted wounds and also the large scar that lies across his shoulder and down across his collarbone. ]]

[nerothepitchblack]

via bloodiedrequiem: Stay safe hun, and do as you need to. Put our rp on the back burner if ya need it. Best of luck!

[[Oi, no worries. No big conflicts, just typical divorce stuff between my parents. If you don't want to continue, that's one thing, I did sort of just throw that at you But if all's good on your end, I'm all good lolAs a note to everyone else, starting up on drafts now]]

[emperor-immaculate]

((How do I still even have followers?

((Wow… Anyway… DADDY’S HOME… Due to some random not-even-prodding from one of the local Neroes.))

[nerothepitchblack]

daaaadddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[bloodyknucklxs-deactivated20150]

                   if you want a                    m o n s t e r,                    i  can  show                    you             a                    f  u  c  k i n g                     ( MONSTER  )

[oeste-archived]

[reglissenoire-blog]

Primadonna head of state likes to shag his chief bodyguard on company time. 

[albedosoyna]

Prissy poetry reading mad man betrays honor addled hulk.

[twocatstailoring]

Treehugger Tits McGee and Big Industry’s Brute Force beat the fuck out of each other and like it.

[redheadedrookie-blog]

Two red heads who like to fuck in between trying to beat the shit out of one another just to prove who’s better.

[tseng-san]

Mister Turkey and Mister Cat-man have too little free time, but too much work to keep them working in their offices well into the night. Sometimes together. Intentionally. 

[igotanairship]

Beauty and the Beast, where Beast is always right and Beauty is always making some goddamn tea.

[blackvvidower-deactivated201702]

Cat enthusiast widower has a first time gay relationship with his cooperate hound widower friend from the past. 

[nerothepitchblack]

Plant man has predictable loneliness and guilt complexes while flamboyantly homosexual death incarnate likes bread and beefy arms.   ALT: Sexy business man has a dark past and a stalker-turned-lover via Stockholm syndrome. They have lots of sneaky secks.

[nerothepitchblack]

OOC: about my absence/lack of replies

Sorry, Had to make an semi-emergency day trip out to see the boyfriend yesterday, and the two days before that was just a lot of in fighting at the house...Today I have to pick up a friend from the airport and show him around Chicago, so I might be able to get a round of replies but no promises. Tomorrow will be all good though.   Stilllllll free to hit me up for RP's...Just send me an ask.

[honourablemonster]

Deliberate Belligerance || nerothepitchblack || College AU

Genesis had come down the hall talking a mile a minute, complaining in harsh tones about a student in his class having the gall to lock him out of his own classroom. With a sigh, the dean had followed him back, unlocking the door and leading the young man back to his office once the professor was back in his element.

Gesturing to the chair across from his, Angeal sat down at his desk and steepled his fingers, letting out yet another long-suffering sigh.

        “In an attempt to be fair, I’m going to let you speak first.                 Did you have a reason for locking Professor Rhapsodos out?”

[nerothepitchblack]

Nero took his place in the chair, lacing his fingers in mimicry of the Dean's. He took note of the room with his peripherals, while scanning the man's features up and down. "If this esteemed establishment is going to hire someone to teach literature, I would expect them to teach at the appropriate level for a college level course," he said with a tone that half pantomimed sincerity. He leaned on an elbow and looked from the name plate on the desk to the blue eyes waiting for a 'proper' answer. "Romeo and Juliet was beneath me in high school. I put his book where it belonged--Outside. In the trash, where it belonged." He smiled at himself, in spite of the trouble he knew he'd get for it. " Only natural that he'd follow."

[nerothepitchblack]

"Hey, Nero, long time no see. Miss me?" (I sure as hell missed you Jet!)

Before Reno could react, Sable slapped the old collar and leash around the redhead’s neck and then promptly sat on him. His only answer was a curl of a lips and a glare in his direction. 

[renothe]

"I just wanted to talk honestly. I’ve missed just talking with you." He set the Tsviet down so they could scale the fire escape together unhindered. "Where do you wanna drive to?" It had been long enough since they’d seen each other that Reno really just wanted to get to know his shadow again.

[nerothepitchblack]

He pat Reno's face, looking him in the eye, hoping to assuage him that everything was well.  "I know, love. I suppose I miss the stars. Perhaps other sights as well.."He descended the escape with no haste, but also without allowing the redhead chance to get a word in. When his feet touched the ground, he looked up to Reno and stepped aside, smiling faintly. 

[nerothepitchblack]

{/Casually leaves my url here.}

Rosso. We grew alongside one another, testing each other. Like a feral cat, she used me as a scratching post to sharpen her claws. But she too, would learn the chill of death.Her abilities are catastrophic and DeepGround succeeded in everything they aimed her to be but...The only thing I have greater than my despise for her ....

...Is my pity. 

[thyoutcastangel-deactivated2015]

[wiiiink] ☠

"And just who might you be?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. His eyes never left the smaller man who was clad nearly in all black.

[thyoutcastangel-deactivated2015]

There was disgust in his eyes as Nero spoke about their origins. Sephiroth hated to think of how he and his friends came to be. “What do you want with me? I do not like to speak about how we came to be.” 

[nerothepitchblack]

He found himself getting curiouser and curiouser with the rising levels of agitation in his senior. “Easy, General.” Nero looked at the man from the corner of his eye. “I need nothing, I desire nothing. I only want company.” He coaxed, trying to calm him. Somehow, he didn’t think this would be an easy task.

[thyoutcastangel-deactivated2015]

Sephiroth arched an eyebrow at Nero and shook his head. “I am not the right man for such a task. I am not the most interesting person.”

[nerothepitchblack]

"Every man has a secret or two worth knowing, you'll find. Even if you chose to be 'not the most interesting person,' I'm curious. Perhaps a round of Q and A?"

[nethport-deactivated20160731]

compliment the person you reblog this from in the tags

[thyoutcastangel-deactivated2015]

[wiiiink] ☠

"And just who might you be?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. His eyes never left the smaller man who was clad nearly in all black.

[thyoutcastangel-deactivated2015]

There was disgust in his eyes as Nero spoke about their origins. Sephiroth hated to think of how he and his friends came to be. “What do you want with me? I do not like to speak about how we came to be.” 

[nerothepitchblack]

He found himself getting curiouser and curiouser with the rising levels of agitation in his senior. "Easy, General." Nero looked at the man from the corner of his eye. "I need nothing, I desire nothing. I only want company." He coaxed, trying to calm him. Somehow, he didn't think this would be an easy task.

[ruxas]

Can a skeleton die?

No. It skelecant.

[nerothepitchblack]

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