#infxrus

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infxrus​

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                                         Poor boy.

                                    Poor boy.

                                    Such a poor, poor boy.

     Eyes. He could see them up close now as he intended to for a bit of time. Eyes that just screamed those very words.

                                    Poor boy.

    He felt no pity for the young man. Hades could see such an amount of things in this young man. Which is why he made his confront, each step he made out from the shadows, quiet. As if he were shadow only extending itself into the moonlight. Red luminescent eyes, staring with only partial examination. Study. But not at the whole. Still into those eyes he burned the fire of his gaze into. And on reaction, right as he did so, he couldn't stop it. Slowly, a smile began to grow across his face. For reason.

     "... Lovely night. Isn't it?"

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infxrus replied to your photo:me tbh

i shouldnt have cut the image where i did… it just looks like—

Jesus christ

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And the award for the best person ever goes to Ce, everybody.

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me tbh

[hopefulwill]

Fallen || Closed RP || infxrus

          【✭】    When had he collapsed on the ground? He just couldn't remember. His breathing was getting heavy and his sight was blurred. Sounds of the surrounding city life swirled within his ears. Was this an affect of not finding any spirits to kill? Was his magic wearing out due to the lack of battles? This was bad. Without the magic, he was certain he could die. He wasn't ready... He didn't want to die yet.

              Shakily, he tried to regain his strength to stand, but nothing was working. He had lost all feeling in his body. Maybe he was overthinking just how bad this situation was, but it was all too scary for him to think straight, "...H....Help.... Someo--ne... P-Please..."

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casually swings by and loves on

"yooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOO—”

"Hey you, Kaneki! How long are you going to skip class, you jerk?"

"Put yourself in my shoes! When rabbits get lonely, they can die! And what’s with the eye patch? You tryin’ a new style? Aish, You were gone for so long that the boredom took over, and before you knew it I joined the school’s festive committee. The people in charge of that sure didn’t think that over very well. I know you wouldn’t be interested because you have committeephobia but it turns out that it’s actually fun. You should come some time. Then after we can— Hey! Are you even listening to me, Kaneki?”

"I hope you’re remembering to eat right! Don’t think that just because you’re home alone that you can just go around and neglect your health. Missing phone calls is one thing, but don’t miss a meal. It’s important for your health. Eat some junk food or something. Get a drink of water. Hell, I’ll pay for your food myself if I have to. Just get something into your system so you don’t look so pale."

"…Anyhow, I have to go see that upperclassman with the sharp tongue so I can borrow some material from him. Wanna come along?"

Leans against you. I’m glad you’re back.

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infxrus like your post for a starter

He cursed under his breath. His body was exhausted and he felt it mentally as well. He felt it in his bones how badly he wished to just disappear from existence. 20 years of memory erased except for a voice that refused to die.

"Go away." 

Not now. He didn't want it to come back now. Why now? When he was so tired and didn't feel like drowning it out. "I'm Sasaki Haise. I'm Sasaki Haise." Despite not wanting to or feeling like it, he repeated those words in a whisper, trying to grasp onto reality until he finally fell asleep. Or until the voice went away.

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infxrus:

           報復——;;  ”That’s exactly my intention.” The multi-haired investigator stated, stuffing his hands into his coat pockets. It had grown colder as the sun began to gradually sink below the horizon. Soon, ghouls would be roaming freely and his mission would commence. “For my occupation, you work side by side with your fears.” Being afraid was something that had to be forced from his mind; he needed to be calm, have a clear conscience- if he didn’t, there would be casualties. 

                        And those casualties would rest on his shoulders.

☆ — “A dove—” his immediate reaction is one of shock and fear, because by any means Kaneki couldn’t necessarily be labeled as stupid or dense, he recognized the threat this stranger posed. He cleared his throat, inhaling a deep breath to try and regain his normal composure, “Er, sorry, I didn’t realize, I guess I’m not very keen at identifying CCG workers,” even if the briefcase should’ve given it away.

“… your plan is to… kill them when you find them? If you’re trained, I suppose I can trust you, I guess I’m worrying too much about strangers, huh?” and maybe Kaneki might be the target, the very idea making his heart race.