“Oh, this is hilarious. Keep this up and no demon in Hell will turn a blind eye to you Ta-ta-ra. Though that whole taking what’s mine can be scratched because you will be a laughing stock before you even reach Hell.”
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“Oh, this is hilarious. Keep this up and no demon in Hell will turn a blind eye to you Ta-ta-ra. Though that whole taking what’s mine can be scratched because you will be a laughing stock before you even reach Hell.”
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What is Reina's favorite part of being a mother? What would she like liang to call her?
// Sorry I didn’t get to this last night!
“Watching him grow,” she answered, but it was more than that. It was the way that she could have a childhood again, through her son. She could give him everything that she could not have, could watch what would be considered childhood wonders explode in front of his eyes. What she did to accrue such good karma was beyond her. For once in her life, her need to be beautiful was eclipsed by the beauty of her offspring. As for what she wanted Liang to call her…. “Mother, mom, or mommy would suffice,” she answered with a swift nod of her head, her previous thoughts a startling revelation to her, drawing her off into more brooding thoughts.
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lol it’s kind of like that sealed their alliance or something. sealing it with a smooch. it is terribly ironic. I love medieval shit tbh. But what happens in modern day Tokyo while drunk stays in modern day Tokyo lmao
kajsehfajkshf they kissed to cement that they won’t try to kill each other and will work together going forward. honestly??? sounds about right for drunk shuu at least. he’s an emotional and clingy drunk sooo
So he listens and even more watches [ attentive eyes, directed towards the smallest trickles of emotion bestowed by that faithful Knight of his ] for whatever Tatara would want to offer him. Words mean little to nothing and had no effect on whatever the Reaper would think - as it was logical. To keep hidden what one was to cherish the most in life - and no displeasure would ever rise about these revelations coming to light. How cruel of a leader would one want to think him to be? Within these obvious slivers of trembling honour, fighting themselves in intelligent mind back and forth. How despicable of a King, could he truly be to those that look up to him? For a hundred different ones before, they would have slain for such an obvious neglect [ but Arima was not like all those basking in the disaster of their ancestors' rule ].
And so he waits. For an explanation and for final questions uttered while eyes were unmoving for a few instances more [ and still a mite more gentle. the softness of acceptance spiralling in the depths of silver shining gaze ]. Thoughts then spoken, offered within the stark calm of voice. "Why should it anger me, Tatara." And the way he announces, the way words were strung together by picked out and aligned syllables, it all but fell a tone just short, of being a true question alike. It's not. A mere presentation of a fact. Soft and low and with the ever soothing intonation of an even baritone. He stands and all but watches, with the minute raise of an eyebrow as well---
---it's curious nearly.
"There is nothing of such. I understand your desire to strive for safety for your child and for your partner as well." Whoever said partner was? It mattered not for him right now. A later topic, a minute thought, perhaps shared over a low silver moon's night. Not now, not when he sees his subordinate’s paranoia settling so deeply in the shining red of reverent eyes [ knows, knows just as well so much ]. "Quite the opposite. My congratulations to your family - alas they might be months late in being due." Another question nagging on consciousness, reeling its head like a snake ready to bite [ the CCG? no, not right ], finally would need an answer as well. "Rumours. Ghouls talk just as much as humans always do - alas, I rather speak out a truth when it is presented as all but a veiled and concealed lie. Quite frankly, I was guessing a try of what I had heard---” And he says it with no short feel of a small humorous delight. “--- a 'no' from your side, could just as much have been an answer."
Truths spoken by the Reaper himself, when all but lies, but falsehoods and the jealousy of someone else's luck remain [ how pitiful so many around him could sometimes truly be, with denying another's future for their own wrong expectations to continue in life ]. || @tataraxx | cont. ♡
@tataraxx | starter call.
“Oy. Why’s it that every time I see ya, you’re actin’ like an ass?”
“Ya don’t always havta be like that, y’know.”
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💎 for a trait my muse finds attractive in yours!
Uta rather likes Tatara’s voice~ (wink wonk)
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tatara and shuu are kaneki’s new parents now apparently