Taka's (initial) fall to despair in Fallen Leaves, watching his lover being (seemingly) tortured to death while he's literally paralyzed and unable to do anything.
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Taka's (initial) fall to despair in Fallen Leaves, watching his lover being (seemingly) tortured to death while he's literally paralyzed and unable to do anything.
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jxsticeprxvailed said: @Sae, how would you feel if your little sister was gay af for Caitlyn? (Working on replies on my end just so you know
@jxsticeprxvailed
...HATRED... ...BETRAYAL... ...MALJUDGMENT...
Something twisted up around her heart like CHAINS WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE all the while it filled up with a deep sense of VOLATILE ACIDITY. Makoto... had... feelings? ...FOR HER -- OF ALL PEOPLE? The woman who belittled and attempted to SUPERSEDE & REPLACE HER? No longer content with screwing up Sae’s professional life, she now set sights on her own FAMILY? Throat felt clogged, canine’s lashing out to sink DEEP into her inner gum until blood spilled freely upon her tongue -- Relishing in the PAIN that drove back PURE MALICE. “Makoto knows better than to at all even spend time with that WASTED EXCUSE of a sheriff.” Words dripped with snarled lips and envenomed teeth. “What evidence have you of such a happenstance, anyway, or are you simply trying to MANUFACTURE CONFLICT where in fact none exists?” Still, doubts tangled her mind, the psychology of a PROSECUTOR screaming out for her to investigate the sheer possibility -- ...Something reflected in her eyes, even as she breathed out a threatening sigh, GROWLING at the back of her throat. “I may need to confront my sister with your claims, but that doesn’t mean that I BELIEVE YOU.” And yet, as she rose from her seat to take her leave, delicate fingers -- TIPPED WITH VIOLET PAINT -- Reached up to clutch at her forehead, eyes squeezing shut as a KILLER TENSION wracked her brain. She felt sick. She was gonna be sick...
swamback: makoto vc: guess i’ll die
❝ if you die, who will i kiss then? ❞
“I don’t have a dog, so I like to take my axe out for walks.”
Probably Haru Okumura
When the whole squad starts roasting someone else so all you can do is pray for em
Can’t be cheated on if you don’t date anyone for 20 yrs.
Leans into mic.
“Goodbye, you little shit.”