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YES I SURE DO KNOW u mean the only person who knows he’s dying, i’m not emo about it YOU ARE
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💚 💙💜 💛 ❤ you already know LMAO
YES I SURE DO KNOW u mean the only person who knows he’s dying, i’m not emo about it YOU ARE
💚 - friendship💙 - kinship ( blood or symbolic familial bond )💔 - past relationship💜 - hateship ( they hate each other but can’t stay away )💛 - hateship ( enemies )💟 - friends with benefits❤ - romantic relationship everything on both blogs
Shipping Call | Accepting
ALL THE SHIPS!!!!!!!!
@logicusage asked:
"i can't have you on my conscience." ( pm!ranpo, ada!chuuya, they're a secret. )
"Getting cold feet all of a sudden?"
Chuuya's tone is light as if he were joking or teasing Ranpo, but the look in his eyes is serious as it can be. He knows Ranpo is worried about him, worried about them. It's not easy, being in a relationship when you're from opposing factions, after all...
"I'll be alright, Ranpo. I can handle myself just fine, I promise." Chuuya says softly, one gloved hand moving to cup Ranpo's cheek, thumb stroking it gently "The Port Mafia's been after me since way before we gave dating each other a shot, whether we're together or not won't change it. And like I said, I can handle myself just fine. So don't you worry, alright? I'm sure you've got enough things to worry about already, no need to add your secret boyfriend to it all."
@logicusage asked: ‘ we’re at a graveyard late at night , what did you think was going to happen ? ‘ ( why are they in a graveyard? your pick: spooky investigation or trap )
↳ unprompted.
「 ★ 」 ⋮ 𝐀 𝐍 𝐀 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐌 𝐀 . ⋮ ━━ This was their OWN FAULT; they had practically doomed themselves the second they even heard about this investigation. WHY would they even want to tag along with the detective ? WHY would they even want to go to a graveyard of all things ? ! Most children would have CRIED at the very idea ! And yet, little Yumeno Kyusaku so desperately wanted to go. What for ? They just wanted to help ! Not to mention, wasn’t this the PERFECT time of year to visit someplace so SPOOKY.
But that was the very problem. This place was SPOOKY. And though they were trying to show that they weren’t just a BIT nervous; they couldn’t help but linger close to the man.
‘ I’m pretty sure I saw a SHADOW or something ! Do you think that was a ghost ? Do you think there’s GHOSTS here ? Maybe a nice, angry ghost that can HAUNT the Port Mafia forever and ever ? ‘
"Eat my eye witness, and I'll make sure you never have a decent meal again." ( Yeets PM!Ranpo at the bork )
Those familiar pangs itched at him. Ones that knew fresh meat. That lined fangs with dripping saliva. Ones that eyed the captured figured in the next room with malicious intent.
The creature gave a huff. One arm folding over the other. Only further leaning back against the wall and trying not to give his present companion the time of day. Though it just couldn’t be helped, a threat was a threat and a treat was a treat.
“Yea, yea. You owe me a dinner then.”
"let go of those empty dreams."
“I wish I could...”
Legs crossed, eyes focused, the younger woman wonders what it is that brought this on from her companion. Then again, Ranpo always was a bit of an enigma. Cunning, intelligent, terrifyingly so to the point most everyone would seek caution around him.
Neff, however? Well...honesty was more her thing. It wasn’t like he wouldn’t be able to figure it out anyway.
“These empty dreams of mine are all I have left. The ‘what could have been’, the ‘what was within my grasp’, the ‘what was taken away from me’, all of those empty dreams are the only reason I’m still here. I live, I work, and I exist out of spite. I refuse to be broken, and instead I use those broken dreams to inspire me to keep going. They want to ‘remind’ me that my life is not my own anymore, but I like to remind them that as long as I’m still alive, no matter what they throw at me, I am the only one in control of my life. And if what I do ends up causing my downfall, then it’s still by my own terms. The moment I surrender is the moment I’ve lost myself. I’m sure you out of anyone here could understand.”
@logicusage :“ i’m one call away , okay ? just one call. “
random starters | accepting
And maybe it was because of the bond they shared, but it was strange how he could tell something was wrong with just a glance. The realization of that was enough to lift the weight that he was alone; Someone who could understand him---
When his confidence wasn’t enough to hide insecurities, or mask his doubt, it just made sense the other could see through him and read him like a book. The two of the,, after all, were one in the same. Brilliant. Maybe to some, something like that would have been considered a curse, but to him? Nothing of the sort. And yet, despite knowing this. Despite feeling hopeful that there was someone else in the world who saw things in the same way he did, his stubborn nature refuses to back down as easily.
“Of course you are! I have you on speed dial in case of an emergency. Otherwise you wouldn’t let me live it down. Would you, brother?”
"You're driving me nuts. Go away, Clown-kun." ( quirkless detective is Tired Of Gogol's Shit. ://// )
“I have done NOTHING wrong in my ENTIRE life~!!!!”