#combaat

[king-zetsubou]

“You know I get you’re busy with your excuse of a life and all, but that’s no excuse to leave without saying goodbye. You got your little brother all worried and sick about you, Nee-san~”

@combaat

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//Fite me

FIGHT

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//I am not a weeb my good sir

((blocked blocked BLOCKED u will NEVER be freed from ur weeb sins...))

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combaat​ liked for a starter!

“...” Makoto was the type of person who’d try to have a friendly relationship with everyone. and while that was true for his classmates, he never managed to get more than a “Hello.” from Mukuro Ikusaba...just what goes on in her head, he wondered.

“I wonder...if we’ll talk today...” Makoto looked back up from his table and as soon as he did, He saw Mukuro standing right there. 

He had nothing to lose, so why doesn’t he try to start a conversation?

“A-Ah! M-Mukuro-san!” Well, he blew it. Good job

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Gee, Makoto. How come your mom let you have TWO Mukuros?

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combaat​

» ღ « “H-Hm...e-excuse me...” » ღ « Low and vague, her voice broke the silence in the almost empty hall. » ღ « “I -I think y-you dropped this...” » ღ « Resting in the nurse`s palm was a small pen. Obviously it didn`t belonged to her, but the nurse was sure who was the owner.

[gontxkerusu]

♎♓ (Because why not)

Send me a symbol for a Mythical Creature/Monster AU: ♓ Mermaid ♎ Siren

Not very often, Takemichi had the chance to get away. Far from home, from his problematic house, from his vicious lifestyle, from his reality. Aproximately once a year, the Crazy Diamonds made a drive out to the sea. A brief stay in the beach, sharing expenses for cheap hotel rooms and sleeping as many men as possible in the same room. They always found a way to make it work, and it was a well deserved break from their wars and encounters with enemy gangs.

It gave the little guard the opportunity to be alone too. In this place, he didn’t have to be constantly on alert, ever watchful and present beside both his leaders. Come early morning, while the night sky was only hinting with a slightly brighter blue, he’d sneak out between the many strewn men about and leave. Out onto the beach, in an to an old rickety pier no one really used anymore.

The surrounding reefs made it so the waves were all but dead, nothing but soft laps of water against the soaked wood of the pier. The blond took a deep breath, letting the clensing scent of sea and salt fill him before sighing. He sat, feet hanging from the pier as he waited quietly for the sunrise in an empty shore.