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(( b a k a Σ(゚∀´(┗┐ヽ(・∀・ )ノ ))
ships with fushimisbitch
"Aaaah? Is that so...~" Saru likes.
shih
"...?"
you are my gateway to hell
Aromas of bakeries and the chirps of birds had filled the air, sounds of children laughing and people doing the occasional socialization they needed every single day—unless if it was Fushimi we're talking about. Conversations only led to bonds, which were, in his azure optics, useless and meaningless. Life could go on better if he hadn't made that single mistake that led up to where he was now, though perhaps it wasn't necessarily the worse choice he had ever made. After all, power was obtained and it surged throughout his body, onto the very hands he had once saw as weak. The pain and misery he had gone through had proven to be worth it, survival no longer being difficult to go through. It was all just a series of intertwining chains, fate deciding if the one you're on should fall to the ground, the path no longer open to the rest of humanity.
Humanity. Being human wasn't necessarily something he liked either, but it couldn't be helped. Which is exactly why this mere mortal with dark blue locks roamed aimlessly around the crowded streets of Shizume, obvious looks of no care in the world upon his expression. That was something you expected to see of him everyday, though if you looked closely you could see subtle hints of irritation. Irritated with the fact he was surrounded by people he couldn't understand, people he didn't care about.
He did care one time, but that just proved to be a pain in the ass later on.
Still, walking around alone was better than hanging around with a group of imbeciles that just teared him apart piece by piece, the grasps of sanity he had slipping in between his fingers.
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((You're my a bitch so I'm gonna use Kurosaki against you.If you didn't send me one I was gonna smack you in the face but oh look your face is saved. (8 ))
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TO: M i s a k i
FROM: F u s h i m i
[11:O2:12PM] MISAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKIIIII[11:O2:23PM] yOU weren't pic k gin up yor p hone[11:O2:38PM] Is miSAki cheaaaaaaating on me ag i n a?[11:O2:51PM] Matbe I shuld te ach the chi bi dou tei a lesun~
do you know fushimisbitch in real life or what?
((We're both forty-year old men who enjoy eating pasta with Alfredo and we constantly choke each other to death.jkjKJKJKJKjkj not in real life no but hAH LET'S N OT GO TH ERE EE E she's senpai okaY AN D A FUCKING C HI BI D OUT EI))
[ALFREDO.]
not my type | alright | cute | adorable | hot | sexy | LORD MERCY | ALL OVER YOUR PASTA
((Now get out of here 83 ))