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“Not you. You’re disqualified.”

#decepteur #; HOW DID I KNOW WHEN YOU FOLLOWED ME THERE WOULD BE SHENANIGANS #; fuk u clown man /s #↪ ic — divine left hand

Que culero se siente llegar a pensar que cualquier wey puede quererte más que la persona de la que estás muy enamorada.

#decepción #deception #decepteur #depresion #low self confidence #low self worth

boo.

#✧ﾟ･ 🍒 | ( ooc )#✧ﾟ･ 🍒 | ( asks )#tbd.#decepteur #animal death //#You dare come back here? What makes you think you have the right? You break the fence. You insult my wife. You push my child in a ditch. An

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The carnage laying around him is something straight out of a horror novelization- body parts, carcasses disfigured beyond recognition. In the middle of it all sits Illumi. It is out of character for the stoic assassin, someone who detests having to get his hands dirty and doesn’t like up close and personal missions. Claws are still present, blood is up to both elbows, splattered on his face, gore covers his clothes, his shoes are soaked through with blood.

Illumi isn’t a pretty crier. He’s ugly in all the wrong ways, he shakes, his eyes become red, nose snotty- it isn’t a pretty affair and he never lets someone see him this way. So consumed in his own grief he does not realize the perfect usage of nen to dampen footsteps until a hand is on his chin, turning his face up. A gasped sob- he hits Hisoka’s hands away only to break down a moment later. His face gets hidden in Hisoka’s chest. Illumi is not accustomed to dealing with his emotions, when he becomes overwhelmed with them he completely shuts down. His sobs wrack his body, making him shake against the transmuter for a few more minutes until it seems he’s calmed down.

Snot and drool are wiped off on his arm as he pulls back, only giving a red smear to the lower half of his face. His voice is soft and hoarse as he looks up at Hisoka, eyes are so wide and dark and hurt; a gore stained broken china doll.

Tears still roll down his cheeks as he looks up at him and finally is able to speak. “Killua..... left. Father let him leave again.” Brows crease and a shaky exhale comes out- he remembers the results of Killua leaving the first time; the heir would never see the carnage he left behind, he never did. How proud Kikyo was only to turn that pride into a rage at her eldest on his failure to keep Killua at the manor. The violence turning on him, the whispers all in the manor; a consensus that it was his fault. He manages to exhale, get himself under control, at least he thinks so as more tears roll down his cheeks. This was not the freshest wound, no. Instead, he relents and lets the rest of the story out. “K-Kalluto left too.” Both of his brothers left, did not apologize for their leaving, thought that they could just do as they pleased- neither of them cared about the repercussions and the havoc they wreaked on the ones that they left behind.

“They both left me.”

#meme response #answered correspondence #tw: gore #decepteur