Nothing could go wrong.

Mukuro Ikusaba.

[ghost-yon]

I haven’t been on some of my rp blogs in a while and I feel bad about it

sorry people I roleplay with

sorry

[shslfenrir-blog]

I kind of miss coming on here

but specifically

I miss flirting with ibuki

sigh

[movedto-heishichihiro-blog]

hinatas big secret revealed

[superhighschoollevel-perfection]

Togami remained curled up within the corner of his office. His bed was pushed rather lazily against the door. Truthfully if someone tried to enter it would be a fairly easy task only with some light pushing- the cot wasn’t exceptionally heavy on it’s own. His eyes just stared blankly at the wall before him. He allowed himself to continue blinking. He hadn’t slept all night. Every time he closed his eyes he kept seeing… her. And the reality of what he’d done…. it was too much. 

He didn’t try to read. He didn’t try to make his patch on the floor any more comfortable. The heir simply kept his eyes focused on the dingy greyish-white hospital wall before him. He didn’t even care that his hair and clothes could be dirtied from the floor. A pillow would be logical… but he didn’t even care.

It was his birthday. But he wouldn’t address it. He wasn’t even intending to go out or speak with anyone today. After all- there always was the chance he’d run into Fukawa or Syo… and that was simply something he couldn’t risk doing. No. He would stay in this corner. And he would wait. For what, he didn’t know. But he simply knew that at the moment, he couldn’t walk about the hospital calmly.

[shslfenrir-blog]

Mukuro frowned down at the box in her hands. It was slightly damp on the bottom, stained red. Maybe she shouldn't have put it in there so quickly... oh well. Memories of her last interaction with Togami flashed through her mind, unfortunately. She had messed up. Badly. 

He told her to get the hell out, and so she did. She had things to think about on her own, anyway. But, when she realized that today was the boy's birthday, she had to return. After all, wasn't there a promise she had to fulfill? 

And so, she stood in front of his office. He likely wanted nothing to do with her right now, but he was one of her only friends -- if she could even call him that anymore. It was important to make it up to him. Mukuro knocked on his door, not lightly, but not too loudly. 

[nurseful-deactivated20150713]

by あめこ

[nurseful-deactivated20150713]

by amber389

[kakurenbonola-deactivated201504]

“Right now Japan needs hope. Makoto Naegi is Super High School-Level Good Luck.”

[velvetvial-deactivated20240303]

so i heard u like mukuro ikusaba (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

[sonozakis-deactivated20130429]

[♥]

[nurseful-deactivated20150713]

by きたおーじ

[shslfenrir-blog]

Sorry about not being active, everyone. I've been awake at odd times and I just haven't been feeling it. I've also been kind of running around on my other blogs, which are a nakamura and a genderbent shinji 

[hanashuu]

ネタバレ注意

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by Y字路

[shslfenrir-blog]

Sorry I haven't been on here lately. I'm bad at maintaining multiple muses and motivation. 

[madokakanamemoved]

by まけいぬ

[swellpup]

mukuro as junko was really interesting like, she actually talked a lot about herself

[thequeenof-liars-deactivated201]

shslfenrir replied to your post: Confession: I always wanted to try on your drill hair.

Does this mean I may?

♣—; I suppose it’d be alright.

{She unclipped her drills.}

Do be careful.

[shslfenrir-blog]

She could never get over how much the girl looked like herself with her hair off. Mukuro took the drills of hair, trying to clip them into her own to the best of her abilities. Of course, it didn't look nearly as good as Celes made it look given her lack of experience with cosmetics, but she tried. 

"Like this?"