i'm mod kirumi! you can find all my rules & more about me in the about section <3
my main is liberty-bell!
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The girl dashes frantically through the corridors, a half chewed pen leakes, staining her crisp white blazer. The journey has dislodged her copper hair from it’s tight bun leaving it whipping out behind her. She hurdles around the corner, narrowly avoiding unsuspecting workers, before bursting into an office. I can see her slight frame heaving with uncrontrollable gasps before the doors slams, blocking my view.
I’m still writing my veles taxi story however, I’ve not gotten too much done which is making me feel a little guilty. Hopefully it’ll be out fairly soon. I was planning on writing a few chapters before posting but I was way too excited. 😅
Being held at gunpoint (not really) by a server to write so here we go.
Everything is under the cut.
It’s about how Ko goes to subway and gets a handful of Tuna.
- 🍀 Mod Nagito
It was a busy day, cars and all the such sounded off close to where Nagito was heading. He walked the pavement, listening to what he could as he heard small crackles and popping from underneath his shoes as he stepped on small pebbles that were left from whoever had walked last. He fixed his coat and evened his strings as he walked almost carefree into the Subway.
He looked around, no one else was in his sight from what he could tell. He felt himself get a normal smile on and approached the counter, he felt a tinge of annoyance as there was no one behind the counter. He put his hands in his pockets and gave a soft but noticeable whistle. There was a shuffle in the back with someone yelling ‘ get the stepstool! ‘ which was followed by an annoyed groan and the squeak of something being dragged on the floor.
Nagito stood there, waiting, bouncing on his heels as two of his former classmates came out. He raised an eyebrow at them as Souda dragged a step stool for Teruteru to get on so he could work. He tilted his head and pointed his finger, opening his mouth but not saying anything. He had a confused expression as he slightly moved his finger in circles at them. Souda just shook his head and mumbled something. He then looked up at the camera and coughed.
“ Hello, uh, Komaeda. “ Souda looked him up and down and took out a notepad, waving his pencil at him. “ What do you want? Teruteru will prepare it for you and i’ll just ring everything up. “
Komaeda thought, and with a calm smile, he replied. “ Tuna. “
“ Oh, never saw you like the tuna type of guy, Teruteru one tuna sandwic- “ Before Souda could finish his sentence Komaeda interrupted.
“ No, just tuna. “ Nagito continued on, smiling without care. Souda looked at him, his face almost completely and utterly terrified.
“ J-Just Tuna? Man, what the HELL are you joking with us?! “ Souda held his head, completely agast from Nagito’s choice of words. He just replied in a small chuckle.
“ If you are too good for me... I suppose I could go elsewhere. “ Nagito put on a sad expression, looking at the ground. Teruteru piped up.
“ Whatever whatever just, sure you gotta pay full price. Want anything on it? Sauce? Pepper? “
“ Just the tuna. “ Nagito replied with a smile. Teruteru shook his head but then nodded.
He grabbed one of the wrappers meant for the footlongs and such, putting on a glove. He watched the tuna compartment like it was going to eat his hand whole, He took a deep breath and grabbed a fist full of tuna. He waved his hand trying to ward off the unpleasant smell of the tuna. He plopped it onto the wrapper and took off his glove, muttering something about ‘washing the spoons’ and getting down.
Souda mumbled a few curses as he began wrapping the tuna up, wrapping it in another wrapper to make sure it didn’t leak. He slid his hands under it and picked it up and put it on the counter. He began ringing up Nagito’s order. Nagito took the wobbly wrapper with both of his hands and thoughtfully paid. Leaving a tip for both.
He waved off and left, satisfied with his purchase.
For @frostbite-aesthetics! I hope you enjoy!! I’m not very good at this, so I apologize if it isn’t very good
Story under the cut!
WARNING: Blood, death, and sharp objects
"Hey, get up already!" A worried Ouma yelled, shaking Himiko.
Her body was splattered with blood, and the source was from a knife lodged into her chest.
Ouma had been the first one to find the body, and he bolted towards her.
The tears in his eyes were burning, but he blinked them away, hiding his worry.
"I said get up! Wake up already!" He knew that she was to far gone, as her body was cold, but he couldn't accept that.
He kept shaking her, until the announcement finally came on.
It didnt take a trained eye to see that he was shaking, and that there were tears brimming from his eyes. However, he held it all back, still trying to act like he didnt care.
"Please....don't do this..." Was the last thing he said before the others came in.
She was gone.
He had to find the culprit.
He had to do it for her.
