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@sinwrote​  ━━    ♡ ’ d for a surprise  .​

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .    fall was around the corner  ,    leaves were slowly losing their color tainting them all shades of reddish hues ━━    as if splattered with blood  ,    he noted with morbid humor  ,    before succumbing to the harsh weather  .    it was mayhem.    the millefiore had grown exponentially in the matter of weeks and had launched their attack of the vongola bases shortly after the gesso and the giglio nero had merged  .    while most were appalled that the second in command of the millefiore  ,    once the boss of an allied family  ,    dared to betray the vongola  ,    yet sawada had felt the shift in the balance of power  ,    in the trinisette  ,    the second it happened  .    in that moment  ,    the bitter realisation of their limited options settled in  .

❝     gokudera - kun . . .    it is time  .   we need to engage  ,    today  .     i know it’s too much to ask . . .    but would you come with me  ?    ❞

[igniferous]

“it’s  dark  in  here.”  From yuuri

█▐  @sinwrote    | ✖ |   prompt

               〝  I  NEVER  WOULD  HAVE  NOTICED.  〞      Tone  drier  than  the  stagnant  air  filling  the  hollow  darkness  around  them  meets  such  an  astute  observation.   Par  for  the  course  with  their  injudicious  Majesty,  who  never  could  take  silence  for  what  it  was  and  sought  to  insert  inane  commentary  even  at  the  most  senseless  of  times,  as  though  his  very  life  may  have  well  depended  on  it. 

Unfortunately,  Wolfram  adores  the  fool  with  all  his  blazing  heart.   Certainly  enough  for  an  arm  to  shoot  out  in  blind  pursuit,  swinging  and  grappling  about  in  thin  air  for  a  brief  disoriented  moment,  before  making  contact  with  companion’s  shoulder.      〝  Hold  on,  Yuuri,  I  should  go  first.   I  won’t  be  held  responsible  should  our  king  trip  over  some  loose  brick  in  the  floor  and  fall  while  under  my  caAAre——  〞

Someone  does  so  promptly  trip  over  a  loose  brick  in  the  floor  and  fall.

[stellavis]

“  a-albedo  !!     𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆  𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒂𝒓𝒆           ”    the  hydro  mage  waves  her  arm,    eyes  s h i m m e r i n g   that  she  had  long  last  managed  to  find  him.    “  you  are  exceptionally  difficult  to  track  down,  @sinwrote​          i’m  so  glad  you’re  here. ”      (   sc.  ) .•*:｡ ✩

[digilcve]

✧ ──── ♡  ❪ @sinwrote​​  ❛ please leave me alone. i can’t come back. i just … can’t, okay? ❜   

Brows furrow almost instantly. It wasn’t that Sora couldn’t take no for an answer. It’s that she wouldn’t not from him. He was their backbone, their LEADER. Who but Tai could lead them home &&. he was coming whether he wanted to or not. ❛ Taichi. . .

His name is softly spoken against her lips, scared to break the silence that had fallen between them. It wasn’t often that she was left so speechless but it was the PAIN that laced his words; if they’d been spoken anymore would’ve cut through her like a knife. What had he done ? What was so bad that it wasn’t worth coming back from. 

There wasn’t ANYTHING that they couldn’t fix if they faced it together, he didn’t have to do this ALONE &&. Sora would never let him. 

Stubborn as always she knew his weakness, the ( soft spot ) that Tai had. It was his friends. 

 That he would put himself in harms way but would never let anyone touch a single hair on her head &&.  so with that she takes a seat right next to him. Legs crossed as hazel hues narrow in on his facade. 

❛  Biyomon, please tell the others we aren’t coming. —  Not yet anyways.  

I’m not leaving you Tai. 

She was serious, she would sit hours, days if that’s what it took. 

❛  Don’t do this, I’ve always been here for you. Don’t push me away.  Besides don’t you think the ‘lone wolf’ thing is more Matt ? 

There is a slight smile to grace lips in hopes of lighting the mood. She doesn’t know what’s gotten into him all of a sudden but one thing was certain neither of them were leaving till she found out. Stubbornness was the Sora trait after all … remember when she didn’t talk to him for days on end because of her beanie? Yeah exactly. 

[biskael]

wiggles my yaoi hands at you

wiggles my even bigger yaoi hands at you in return 8^)

[mafiabrat]

「     “you define yourself by being angry at other people. it’s not healthy.” Near abt to get his ass beat   」        @sinwrote​ QUICKSILVER: NO SURRENDER

“   What the fuck do YOU know ?   What makes you think you have ANY RIGHT to judge ME ?   ”   Mello’s quick to go from mere irritation to a what was almost a rage, inches away from becoming a fit. His voice raises with each word. As much as he tried to remain calm, Near’s presence always seemed to bring out the worst in him. Near had become, to Mello, a symbol of his own inadequacy. A standing, breathing, living representation of his short comings, all of the things he tried so hard to accomplish   &   forever fell short of.

“   What makes you think YOU can judge ME ?   ”   He says again.   “   For what, for being expressive ?   Acting like a fucking person ?   What, does it make you insecure to see me doing shit you won’t, what’s your problem ?   I’ve seen you smile maybe three times in my whole fuckin’ life,   &   you wanna say something about ME ?   YOU KNOW, as fucking CHILDISH as you are, playing with you’re fuckin’ toys like you’re still 7 years old, but when's the last time YOU felt something, huh ?   You’re like a god damn robot, Jesus man, throw a tantrum or something. LAUGH, you stoic, monotonous fuckin’ WORM.  ” 

[specialgels]

16﹕ sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . RAMUDICE TIME

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .

@sinwrote

Indignation flows to shock flows to disbelief, but the weight in the kiss that’s pressed against Ramuda’s lips prove that this can only be a reality. Dice steals his voice so easily, and the gambler doesn’t even look ashamed, only proud like a well-fed stray.

“Is...” His fingers curl into the worn fabric of Dice’s coat, as he finds his voice again. “Is this a prank, Dice?” Even as he speaks, his eyes are wide and searching for any hint of deception in Dice’s features. A useless task, because he knows full well that Dice is by far the most honest out of his posse, and he would never stoop so low to do... this as a prank. But the alternative is also impossible, or so he had always led himself to believe.

“Why would you--how could you--” --look at him and see that there’s anything worth loving in this broken-down puppet who makes a mockery of himself in order to play at being human? But--Dice doesn’t know, does he? That’s the only explanation that Ramuda can think of, because... because--

--He doesn’t want to think about it.

But even though he should know better (he doesn’t want to be betrayed again, he doesn’t want to betray Dice--), he still reaches to grasp the flickering hope that Dice so eagerly offers to him.

“Do... you really like me...?”

[cryoexorcist]

@sinwrote​ - ♡ 

“i went to investigate that tip you gave me, but there was nothing there, only a few anemo slimes. i really was hoping for a different outcome this time. could you come with me next time so i can make sure i’m going to the right spots?”