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[one-eyed-queen-eto]

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“...The path to isolation, is littered with dreams that lay destroyed.” Not the best statement to start an interview with, and she quite disliked non-sequiturs, but one had to suspend a certain degree of sanity when taking notes on a serial killer. After all -- it took one to know one.

[hhemeraa-a]

He’s got a type.

[miragefactory]

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Your stuff is in the drive way.

“Could you please man up? I love you a lot but you’re always so dramatic.”

[starswrit-archive]

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There was concern about B, that much was certain even prior to being informed of it directly upon L’s return to Wammy’s House. The word odd was utilized, though presumably not with the intention of merely portraying B as idiosyncratic; no, in this case, it was uttered with a tinge of alarm. In truth, he remained wary of his own capabilities to discern where B’s nature resided despite Watari’s apparent belief that he would be successful in doing so. As it was, he hardly considered himself the pinnacle of normal or proper methodology in conduct. That thought remained embedded in L’s mind as he entered the greenhouse ( one of the initial locations it was suggested he might find B ). The assumption proved a correct one, as his gaze settled upon a boy possessing only slightly fewer years than he did a few feet from the entrance.

Awkward in his approach, due in part to his own predisposition to the anti-social yet exacerbated by the disagreeable sensation of wearing shoes, he closed the space between them before shoving his hands in his pockets. “Roger said that you spend a lot of time out here. I can see why.”

[one-eyed-queen-eto]

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💘 What was their most serious relationship?

Kishou Arima. Regardless of whether her feelings are returned or not, the man ghouls fear as the White Reaper has in truth held Eto’s heart since she was fourteen years old. He was the first person (aside from her fathers, but that goes without saying) to see and accept and value her for all that she was, all that she had ever been, and all that she could ever become. He was her first friend, the person she can talk to about anything. He is her partner in all things – well, in all things that matter unlike her feelings for him. He is her best friend, her love, her other half, her King. He is her be-all end-all, the sun in her sky and the air that she breathes, the flesh and blood and bone she requires to survive.

((This of course is just the “default setting” for the blog, the way she feels for all Arimas across the board, whether she says anything about it or not. There are other serious relationships in Eto’s life, but those are specific to certain muns/muses.))

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[miragefactory]

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Malachite eyes stared at his slumped figure. She had allowed him to sleep away during the lecture, especially when nudging him awake the first two times had not worked... and besides, he looked like he could use the sleep. She had seen him just the other day, but it was only now she could fully appreciate that he may be losing weight. His cheekbones looked even more sharp and prominent today and dark shadows lay heavily under his bloodshot eyes. Ino furrowed a brow and quickly pulled out her phone, selecting her most favoured app on it before she poked the boy awake again.

“I've called an Uber for you. It'll be here in two minutes. You're going home.”

Obviously Ino's declaration left no room for an argument. But she was worried about him. He looked so ill.

“I'll get the rest of the notes, Beyond-San. You should get some medicine and try to get some rest.”

[miragefactory]

Ino: You don't always make it easy to love you, Beyond.

Beyond Birthday: And yet you are obstinate in your desire to do so.

[hhemeraa-a]

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