#heavcnalone

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I don’t think Arita even likes coffee. They think it’s too bitter! So Arita ends up putting a bunch of sugar in it to drink it. @heavcnalone

[cunninglingos-blog]

@heavcnalone

wow sandy your crib is whack

[transiens]

bitch

[jixiangs-blog]

❝ long way from home, aren’t you? ❞

the god of war ( 2018 ) starters. | @heavcnalone

     “indeed. it seems like i have travelled way too far from where i’m actually from.” he blew off a smoke, cold and white–like a cold fresh morning mist. with an obvious glance on those majestic eight dove-like wings behind the youth’s back, he can immediately tell he’s facing off against a not… your regular human. obviously a deity, just like him.

       “so, obviously i have a question for thee–where am i now?”

[nambutruth-blog]

' There's something about you that radiates a strong, powerful energy, like a beast ready to break free from its cage. '

          ❛   like a … beast ready to break free from its cage, you say?   ❜

          Lies … the words nearly fell like a torturing mantra that’s impossible to ignore. it felt keen to those former words she heard being whispered at the police station. all the adults who spoke an unfortunate truth of being nothing more than a CHILD ——— maybe there’s some manner of ‘beast within’. yet the detective does so desperately wish to conceal it, suppress it until the matter resolves in her time of prime. someone who could become an ideal detective and grow up … but even that won’t change the truth. still she remains ever neglectful to admit the reality surrounding her and lives on with this regret. she could cling to those mysteries, the time when people required her services, and her grandfather’s study to look up mystery novels until sunset. that was her life though why did those words made her … question this routine? it shouldn’t be enough to provoke this reaction that nearly unnerves this ‘heartless’ expression she carried. a saddened complexion showed within those grey hues along with an exhaled sigh. ( i have … grown tired of hiding … but even so … i … )

          For the sake of being a SHIROGANE DETECTIVE, she’ll hold back to bring a great name among her family. the tears the sleuth shed would be enough to unleash this beast he speaks of. no one else would see underneath a painful expression she displayed. finally resuming her response, there’s slight hesitation through each word. ❛   i beg your pardon but i find your accusation to hold … plenty of fallacies. i don’t believe i resemble any form of power or beast that resonates within me. by any chance, why would you say such a thing?   ❜

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[gamenu]

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yes, please, and thank you

         “I was kiddin’. I ain’ givin’ youse none o’ my bitterness. How else would I tell people off?”

[maestrocity]

Slowly pulls him into an embrace, wings enveloping him protectively.

Hiding his startled self behind a smile, the mage will close his eyes, leaning into the embrace. Was he shaking? Perhaps he was--he couldn’t remember the last time he’d allowed anyone to initiate this. Usually it was him doing the hugs, but...it felt different to know that someone in the world wanted to do this to him. 

Never had he ever felt so small...so...protected. 

     “Sandalphon...? Heh, hey, hey--you don’t hate me, right? I kept pushing and pushing, pushing your buttons and making you uncomfortable. I held your hand just to fluster you and...”

His words will trail off, tumbling over each other in a tangled mess, cheeks stained in pink. 

     “Is this what it feels like...? To have someone care? It feels strange. Haah...why does my chest hurt so much? Are...you in pain, too? If so...”

Frail arms would wrap around the other, completing the embrace. 

     “You’re not alone either.”

[maestrocity]

brrrrr

Stroking the other’s hair, the mage would relish in how soft the feeling was, a small smile playing upon his lips. The other certainly had been through a lot, but they were similar...they both craved this type of touch, a gentle affection that would make them feel less like monsters...and more like living people. 

     “Heh...hey, hey...do you like this that much? You’re really cute...when you’re like this. Hehe--even when you’re angry you still look like a little sparrow...soft and warm.”