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me, shoving tulips into my mouth like a horse: its an all you can eat bouquet

#╳ ¦ ❛ god speaks ❜#ignisxsicarius #deathlyacupuncture #mirajane-midorinome #[ im immortalizing this joke ]#[ o my crub ]

"Who did this to you?" [ ;3 ]

——-♜ “Who did this to me?” Eyes shake and voice trembles, as if they were on a high up place with a strong wind. Or a bumpy car ride. Though, there’s a tightness to the words, a thick feeling in Killua’s throat as he looks upon his brother and wonders how he has the audacity to ask such a thing.

“Y-You can’t honestly be asking that can you…?” Locks of white hair become messier as pale hands move to grip at the strands. Fingers moving against his head and holding it as he thinks and thinks on just how messed up this is. Just another one of Illumi’s games, something to make him question who he is and what he can be. There’s a deep breath, air finally reaching his lungs ( albeit it’s not enough due to the sheer panic he was feeling earlier ).

“I’m… only like this because of you! You’re the one who did this all to me!” Granted… maybe Illumi was the way he was because of their parents, and they were the way they were because of his grand parents… and so on and so forth. Were they all destined to be monsters, no matter what? Had none of them never had a thought like this, never wanted to make a friend or be something other than what they told they were? “I just wanted to be normal, you know? Why couldn’t you just accept that!” There was no way he’d ever be normal though, Killua is slowly coming to terms with that.

“It’s all your fault. I hate you, I absolutely hate you.” Except he didn’t, he couldn’t. No matter how infuriated Killua felt, how hurt and lost and downright terrified he’d feel. Illumi was, for better or for worse, his brother. He’d sing him lullabies to get him to sleep when he was small, would help patch him up after training. Even with all his feelings that wouldn’t just go away. Despite how much Killua wished it would. It’d be so much easier if Killua didn’t have an emotional attachment. “I hate you.” He repeats, once more just for the dramatics. Though maybe it’s also just to hide the slight sob, distract Illumi from the tears that were filling his eyes because he knows he wasn’t trained to cry.

Killua only asked to be normal.

#deathlyacupuncture #{ask box}#{answered}#in my stupor i realized i forgot to add the meme and tag u #but u kno what it's ok #{ v; ??? }

@deathlyacupuncture - [from here]

[ ♤ ] A wide smirk lifts the corners of his lips while he shifts his posture to be able to poke the other more comfortably. It’s too much fun to annoy Illumi to just give up like that.

#deathlyacupuncture #This rampant chaos your reality ~ ic #[seems you managed to get him to wake up]#[it's a miracle]

Fuck off Killua I'm telling mom you ate all the frootloops again

pls don’t

#he lIKES FROOTLOOPS #deathlyacupuncture #{ask box}#{answered}

problematic / closed

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For once, she is at a loss for words. The initial panic has all but gone, replaced by a mix of confusion and uncertainty.

Five thousand years of messing around and, sure, Ryoko hadn’t always been careful. There had been scares before, but that’s all they were: scares. She hasn’t felt herself for the past few weeks, lethargic and more than a little ill. Without her mother around to run a proper diagnostic on her, there was only one thing she could think of and the pair of blue lines now staring her in the face? Not a scare.

It is terrifying.

And Ryoko? She is a n g r y.

She catches sight of herself in the bathroom mirror, cattish eyes glowering and lips drawn together in a thin line. No, no, she isn’t just angry. Ryoko hurls the test forcefully at the mirror, hard enough with her enhanced strength to shatter the shards of glass in a cacophony that would undoubtedly send her lover wandering in to check on her.

Knowing him he is probably already waiting by the door. She flings it open to look him in his stupid pale face, rearing back and punching him square in the jaw. His dark eyes widen in surprise, clearly not anticipating the sudden display of violence.

❝ I’m going to k i l l you! ❞ The she-devil doesn’t give him a chance to ask before she’s clutching at the fabric of his shirt and pushing him roughly against the wall.

#deathlyacupuncture #au tbt #idk boo i just had an urge ilu

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im sixk you can’t sya this too me wtf u bu l ly

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