Okay, so now there's three of us.
I can't call you both "other Jungo". What do.

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Okay, so now there's three of us.
I can't call you both "other Jungo". What do.
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http://almadeldevilsurvivor2.tumblr.com/post/66086841861/clears-be-song Link to that song. It's from my main blog. I've to go now.
Always
It's been you
Always
don't be scared
Always
I'll fix you
Always
beside me
Always
you're beautiful
Always
you'll stay
Forever Frozen in my dream.
It's a Jungo Out There [FeMorgan || Jungo]
Once again, her wandering feet took her to the monolithic Gate. Again and again, she found herself here, almost a habit she had settled into. When she was younger, she would've been long since bored of this location, so familiar was it to her now. There were so many curiosities yet left in Ylisse and beyond; why waste her time in a place where she was beginning to know every ilm of land? A part of her knew the answer. A part of her didn't want to acknowledge the first.
But there were memories here. The various Outrealmers she had met, Shinjirou chief amongst them (when one barely survives a Risen attack with naught but an Outrealmer as an ally, their presence brands themselves quite vividly into one's mind). It was here that she had first encountered them, first spake with them. In a sense, they brought their own curiosities simply by being before her. What was their world like? What existed and didn't exist in their world? Did they have friends, family? What sort of occupation filled their time? What were the traditions of their people? So many questions to answer, each new face giving rise to them with renewed novelty.
Sapphire optics lifted upward to gaze at the monolithic gateway before her. The Outrealms Gate. Situated on an island a short distance away from the mainland of Ylisse, Morgan realized it was another reason she had made its isle her frequent sojourn. It was isolated, and away from the people she knew. Here, she could be herself. Here, she could be Morgan, not the Morgan with no memories of her life prior to arriving in the past, but Morgan broken by the brand and blood of her forfeited future. Morgan, who remembered vividly the faces of her dearly departed friends and family. Morgan, tainted with the blood and influence of the Fell Dragon, whose hands and soul were stained with the stolen lives of her boon-sister, her brother, her mentors, her dearest friends... her sun and stars, the moon of her life. Everything she had ever known and loved and cared about - gone. Destroyed. Murdered.
All because she was a weak and cursed child.
With a sigh, Morgan sat down beside one of the colossal weather-worn stones that formed the frame of the Gate, leaning her back against it. Gerome, ever loyal, crawled onto her lap and curled up there, stretching his small wings. Time to herself. There was little to think about, though; ever were her thoughts the same when she was alone. The past, what it could have been, how she could have done better, how much she had failed, how much it had cost. Hindsight truly was perfect--
A sudden wind and telltale thrum from behind her caused the ravenette to twirl around. The Gate was open, but there wasn't anyone to enter it. Another Outrealmer was arriving? Whom was it? A familiar face? A new one? Excited, nervous, the petite tactician rose from her place, barely registering the now familiar tug on her clothing as her young dragon clambered up onto his perch on her shoulder. Who would come through the Gate this time...?
outofangstwagon;; Time to write that starter for Jungo-mun.
Also I'm trying to find a way to implement the tag "thermal crystal polisher".
outofangstwagon;; JUNGO-MUN IT WORKED
IT CLEARLY ISN'T SHOWING THE POST THAT YOU CLEARLY TAGGED ME IN BUT IT WORKED
KIND OF
BLESS THANK FRIEND
-squishes your cheeks-
Jungo? owo)
OTP:
Jungo/Airi
BrOTP:
Jungo/Hibiki
OT3:
Don't have one~
NOTP:
Mmm...Jungo/Keita I guess? I like them best as friends/acquaintances.
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☮ - Friendship headcanon
((I felt like I have done this before. Oh well.))
Keita once had a friend who he prefered to left unnamed since said friend was private in nature. They don’t talk to one another much at first, but somehow, they became friends.
It was one of Keita’s happier moments. Unfortunately…
He died in between the time Nicaea surfaced and the Septentriones invaded, so he is permanently dead regardless of what which path he chose as time was rewinded to the first day of the Septentrione’s invasion.
He was the only person that Keita truly confides in. No one else have this level of trust, not even those he met during the Septentrione’s invasion and certainly not Hibiki nor Jungo despite how different he acts when he first met them.
When his friend died, the opportunity to bring Keita out of asociality is dead as well, until Hibiki and Jungo arrived and reminded him the value of friendship.
But even then, it was like a mirror. Once shattered, it’ll never fully be repaired. No matter how well repaired, the cracks are still visible.