#micaprintesa

[takuminati]

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[bowstrong-blog]

       @micaprintesa I miss your insults. pls come step on me.

[luxamorte-blog]

💓

National Kissing Day, you say? Send a 💓 if you’d like a kiss from my muse.

        “Ummm---.....”

 {♚}  Quickly thinking of what to do, Lux remembered how Nobles would greet her and decided to do the same. Quickly taking Noir’s hand she planted a kiss on the back of it before running off. 

[luxamorte-blog]

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[bowstrong-blog]

“I felt the urge to protect you. This is… the first time that’s ever happened."

       “Hey…” Her calloused hand brushed against his cheek, worn from wielding her Yato, Noir’s shaky fingers smearing her own blood across his skin. Takumi caught her hand and held on tightly, as if that would help keep her in this world a little bit longer – just a little longer, GODS, please. Hadn’t they taken enough away from him?

       Takumi held her fast while he worked to stop the bleeding in her chest, her blood pouring from her wound like droplets of rubies. They were so far from the others, he wasn’t sure if a healer would find them in time and he was afraid that if he tried to move Noir it would only make her injuries worse. The enemy’s ax jutted out of her chest, its sharp blade wedged in her ribcage ( it would be a miracle if it hadn’t punctured a lung ), and blood seeped from the edges where the weapon had buried itself in her armor. Takumi knew better than to pull the blade out. She would bleed out in a matter of minutes if he did so, and yet –

       “You can’t leave me too… don’t leave me… Damnit, Noir! Please – just stay awake!”

       Why did it have to be her? How was he supposed to tell Kiragi and Kana that their mother had died protecting him? The war had taken many lives, but none as precious to the prince as his wife. Takumi tried to cradle her to himself as best as he was able ( the ax sticking out of her chest making it difficult ), and he was left clinging to Noir’s ever-fading presence. Only when his own guilt consumed him and he held her lifeless corpse in his arms did the first few tears fall before his vision blurred and all he could see was the RED that covered her body.

       He had lost her once before and had vowed he wouldn’t lose her again.

       Bending down, Takumi pressed his mouth to her hair. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.”

[bowstrong-blog]

@micaprintesa

       LAY ALL YOUR LOVE ON ME!

[bowstrong-blog]

trashkumi: i just wanted to reblog this post on takumi that says “dont tell me to calm down i’ll throw a fucking desk at your face” bUT TUMBLR WONT LET ME IM CRY - - - あいしてるよ - - - ♔: tumblr: calm down trashkumi Tabby - MariChat Trash: oh my god - - - あいしてるよ - - - ♔: *trashkumi throws a fcuking desk at tumblr* Tabby - MariChat Trash: do it takumi trashkumi: my child is full of rage and it cannot be contained