#starrkthread

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dead discovery

Meme [Here] || @alma-astillada

It simply wasn’t everyday that Tsukishima came across a dead body that he could truthfully say he knew nothing about. Most of Xcution would have assumed that it was his work. But he wasn’t the only deadly thing with a blade. The dead woman sprawled before him - in the middle of his favorite place to train - was proof of that.

Tsukishima snapped his book shut and let one long finger tap against the spine as he considered the scene before him. Slowly, he circled the relatively fresh corpse. 

“Tsk,” he murmured in disapproval at what he could see of the sloppily made wounds. “You, my dear, are probably the victim of a very unoriginal murder of passion. But what to do about you now?”

Tsukishima was crouching a short distance from the body - still thinking through potential options - when he felt a presence behind him. A very non-human presence. He didn’t move.

“It’s such a pity,” Tsukishima said conversationally, tilting his head slightly to speak over his shoulder at the unknown individual. “Was this your work, I wonder?”

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[Sunlight Chasers, with a twist. I'm one of the monsters, somehow. primero-lobo]

Starter here || @primero-lobo

The Sacred Flame flickered in its travel brazier, sending warmth and light against Tsukishima’s back.

His shadow fell before him, darkness upon darkness hiding the beast who had taken out his partner. 

Peering forward, the spear he had been given for protection gripped in a loose hand, Tsukishima waited. After a moment of tense silence, he sighed.

“I know you’re there, so if you’re going to attack, you may as well go ahead.” He shook his head, a sardonic smile forming. “While I may be curious about the darkness of the Abyss, I can’t say I want to experience it for myself, so please, take your chances.”

The shadows flickered, the brazier’s flame licking against the side of it’s bowl, too heavy to carry by himself. 

Humanity was probably screwed.

Shit. 

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“You’ve mistaken me for someone who is merciful.” (primero-lobo)

For this meme @primero-lobo

Tsukishima shrugged his shoulder, the fresh wound seeping blood into the torn fabric of his shirt. And then, he smiled, nose scrunched up at the burning pain, his eyes gleaming at the challenge. The restraints chaffed, but it didn’t stop him from shifting into the most casual position he could assume.

“You think I’m the one who is mistaken, huh?” Slowly Tsukishima’s head tilted to the side to regard the other man with amusement. “But you see, I don’t remember saying anything about looking for mercy.”