[1964]
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[1964]
Dream should pay for my spa treatment I need a massage and a day at the sauna after that
HE OWES US ALL A SALOON VISIT.
@eclipsemuses
Protests build up in his throat, caught before they can slip between his teeth. He wants to argue back but it’s a moot point, isn’t it? Their opinions on this ‘gift’ were far too different. All For One may call it pride or virtue but Toshinori would never see it as anything other than the humanity that he would be losing and no matter the damage already done to himself, this he would hold onto for as long as he could.
He wants to say it isn’t the same but bites his tongue, if he couldn’t see by his own example just what was wrong with it then no amount of trying to explain that would work. ‘Us’ he keeps saying like Toshinori will ever be in this with him. There was a lot that Toshinori could endure. He could toss aside himself for just about anyone else but this he couldn’t see as a life to be proud of. He wasn’t invested in All For One like he was in Toshinori.
Briefly Toshinori thinks about leaving again. He knows now just how long he can go and he’d sooner starve or take drastic measures against himself than pose a risk to anyone. The residual shame and the unwillingness to harm another, he could use that as a grounding point, right? He refuses to be stuck swinging between a life in hatred together or worrying of the risk he poses. Pain jabs at his temple, emotionally exhausted by all of it. These uncertainties fester but sooner or later he would have to take that leap. One thing was for certain however, eternity or not, All For One picked the wrong person to force this gift upon.
Toshinori keeps quiet, waits until All For One is done and gone. Waits until he can hear the click of the door before he kneels to pick up the broken shards, not caring if All For One could or couldn’t hear the soft sharp clinks or scraping of porcelain as they shifted in his palm. The blood he couldn’t do much about but he could at least do this.
He sighs, full frame deflating with the exhale. Even if he was able to make it on his own, All For One would be at the root of whatever he did with this not-life unless figure out how to make it his own. Not for the first time and certainly not for the last, Toshinori silently curses All For One.
I like to write shitty fanfics and save them to my tumblr drafts but im so fucking paranoid that someday i accidentally post something and dont notice it until someone sees it.
1’m always so here for lus11post1ng... we gotta apprec1ate the sh1t outta our respect1ve crazy beasts. so h1t me w1th some deets! 1 wanna hear all about those freak1sh symb1ot1c shenan1gans...
I was going to talk about my arm situation like the last time i was here i didnt like post a picture of my arm situation but you know... sometimes you forget things... lol!
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