#stultumadiutor

[bloodsplatteredmoon]

@stultumadiutor

[~☪~] “Theo, Theo, no, stop!”

[skullmother]

@stultumadiutor replied to your post: “You are Mr. Sakamotor's mother are you not? May I say you have given...”:

"A-ah, have I upset you? Please do not cry!"

“A-am I cryin’? I’m s-sorry... I’m j-just so happy and proud o’my boy for impressin’ ya...”

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Two-wheeled contraption, well this guy was certainly a little odd compared to the twins. But Akira could handle this guy better than them. With a huff Akira walked over to the bicycle and held it still. The guy was stiff as a board and it was making Akira nervous.

“Do you want to get off? I can show you how it works, since it doesn’t have training wheels you might have a harder time.”

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@stultumadiutor

       ❝ it’s so cute, look! one of them has a bear on it. ❞ and it’s flashy. very, very, flashy. “you’d look nice in it, theo!” how much persuasion will it take for him to wear this relatively ugly pink coat for her?

[bloodsplatteredmoon]

@stultumadiutor

[~☪~] “Of all the things for you to do while I’m at work...” He mumbled, as he was holding Theodore’s arm carefully, and cleaning up the cuts and bruises he sustained from his fight against Margaret.

“Why would the words ‘Fuck you’ sound like something you would say at your older sibling and expect a good thing to happen?”

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"Hm? Have I done something amusing?"

“Yep, and adorable in its own means!”

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Words found themselves difficult to come by as widened hues bore the brunt of this heartfelt outburst. What could he say? Preventing a soul from ushering forth with such a look of desperate, such a point of knitted resolve, it’d feel resolve than any crime of robbing a distorted heart. Enough common sense was thankfully tucked into Skull in order to not allow this man to take another reckless step forward. After all. Who knew better of that desperation to help those you care for most? He’d softly gnash his teeth together as he collected the mettle to keep his foot down on the decision.

“Not like this man.. ya can’t- not when there’s a shot you..” The unspoken lines hinted enough of potential risk Theo may face if he tears past. A pained sigh spills past the delinquent’s lips, uncertainty strong in how to actually comfort the guy. Catching the hints of crystalline spilling down, compassion caused his chest to tighten. Of course the blond’s wild heart would know mind cracking helplessness that failure could usher in. Soon he’d reach out, a hand of understanding placed on the attendant’s shoulder as he sank down onto a knee as well.

“This fight ain’t over yet.”

”And the last damn thing we need is for ya to be beating yourself up so bad. Whoever these assholes are, they’ve done enough of that..” It wasn’t the most eloquently put, yet, his words carried a brutal sense of honest that wished to connect with this guy. Enough lessons spent with his fellow thieves and his own mistakes taught him enough. It was time to get him settled down in order to get him patched up.

@stultumadiutor

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stultumadiutor started following you

“Mmmm....” [Saito was incapable of recalling what happened within the last few hours. Was it the last few hours? He couldn’t recall. All he remembered was being at Marble and drinking. The detective couldn’t recall if he stopped or if he went all in with the drinks. Even then, Mama would’ve stopped him.]

[His vision was blurry, and he was unable to determine his current location. Where... was this, exactly? It wasn’t his home, that’s for sure, and it certainly wasn’t Marble. Mama would’ve placed him on a booth seat or something.] “Where... am I...?”