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❝ Oi, oi, oi the only way you’ll get that last piece of pizza is if you RIPPED it from my cold life less body. ❞
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🍕 because why not?
Send “🍕” for our muses to fight over the last slice of pizza.
longhairedexcorcist
❝ Oi, oi, oi the only way you’ll get that last piece of pizza is if you RIPPED it from my cold life less body. ❞
I ᴀᴍ ᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘᴜʟsɪᴠᴇ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀ
Means, that I am more creative with random threads which can turn in whichever direction and develop in any possible way. To stick to a plotline can limit me in my creative writing and I am far more fond of surprising changes in situations/conversations, also love to see what happens when our muses don’t have to follow a line we muns have planned for them.
There are sure some things that must be discussed beforehand, but I can write more and get more inspired when we both can surprise each other during a thread.
A random meme or starter can become a long and beautiful story without us knowing it before. I love letting my muse react the way he wants to without taking much care of a strict plotline that we have to follow. Inspirational for character development, too.
Don’t mind him. Just mind your step so you don’t trip over him.
Oh no not again.
However, he’d be lying if he didn’t admit there was some amusement he saw through this whole thing. With slow and careful steps, Lavi stepped around the other so he was positioned on the side of Alma,
❝ Oi, you’re kinda a FIRE HAZARD, Alma. ❞
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1: "I used to think I meant something to you."
2: I just don't feel the same way anymore."
3: "I wanted to make this work...but I don't think you do."
4: "I don't love you anymore."
5: "You're like a stranger to me now."
6: "If I leave now I doubt you'd even notice."
7: "Why do you have nothing to say?"
8: "Why did you leave?"
9: "Please don't go."
10: "Someday's you act like you love me...and then someday's you don't."
11: "Tell me how you really feel! Don't let me suffer not knowing..."
12: "Is this how we say goodbye?"
13: "I still love you, but I can't do this."
14: "I think it's just time we move on."
15: "I trusted you and you betrayed me."
16: "Don't leave me like everyone else did."
17: "Even after everything that's happened I'd still die for you...but you wouldn't even care."
18: "You disgust me."
19: "I never want to see your face again."
20: "There is no such things as happy endings."
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send me ‘ ♣︎ ‘ and i’ll generate a number between 1 - 110 for what my muse will say to yours. - [ unsympathizing. please and thank you. i'm a sideblog! ]
82. “there’s a mysterious white mark on your trouser leg”
❝ Robin, it touches my heart that you care so much. ❞
Lavi wiped the fake tear that formed at the corner of his eye and he quickly draped himself over her smaller frame, ❝ Oh, Robin~ Would you wait for me if they even come and take me away to God only knows where? ❞ A snicker left his mouth as he continued his daily tease, but what she said was concerning and true. If he were
a General or part of the Central, he’d try to make a real difference…
but you’re a Bookman.
“Of course I would?” She cocked her head, not entirely sure what he might have been playing at. “We’re friends, why wouldn’t I?”
“Speaking of those goons, have you noticed that there seem to be more of them here than their used to be? I’ve seen some in the training hall, all dressed in red, they give me a bad feeling. It’s almost like the feeling I get from other akuma.”
A small chuckle left his lips from hearing Robin’s reply, ❝ Thanks, ❞ he replied as he sat up and stopped leaning against the girl. Sure ,he’s noticed it, but a small part of him is indifferent towards it, it only concerns the exorcists, right? But for the sake of the conversation he feigned interest.
❝ I have! They’re crawling around every nook and cranny, they don’t even leave Gramps and me alone, ❞ he replied, ❝ I really wish they would leave, it would definitely help with this heavy tension you can sorta feel. ❞
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A grin broke out on his face, and being as silent as a mice, he quickly closed the distance between the two. From behind, Lavi wrapped arms around the other’s waist,
❝ Oh, Yuu with his hair down? What a treat!~ ❞
Yuu’s eyes widened. “What the hell are you doing?”
❝ Aww, don’t be like that, Yuu. Can’t I just greet my favorite person in the world? ❞
Lavi loosened his arms around his waist and craned his next around the other exorcist’s head and flashed him a quick smile, ❝ That’s you if you didn’t catch on.~ ❞
“I’m not crying, you jerk!” [ tsk tsk you made your twin cry v.v unysmpathizing ]
Send “I’m not crying, you jerk!” for My Muse’s reaction to having made Your Muse cry…
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All he wanted to do was exercise the ability to be a little separate. Yet they gave it a try, and then Lavi had gotten frustrated and yelled at Deak–making it seem as though it was his twin’s fault for coming up with this idea when it’d been Lavi himself. He grinds his teeth, deciding that he should take credit where credit is due when he sees the tears in his twin’s eyes.
He reaches forward and puts a hand on Deak’s neck, trying to be as comforting as possible as he says, “I'm sorry Deak. I really am, I just--... it's hard trying to decide what to do being a twin, you know? I thought I was... SORTA ready for some independence…” But he’d been grossly wrong.
The smile turned into one of genuine happiness, ❝ Great!~ Let’s gooo, ❞ he lead the way and pulled Lavi along by the hand, “ Let’s go home, and hmmm … If you want I can ask our maids set up some tea or coffee. “
Whatever to help you feel better, he thought to himself. Deak knew the two of them had to separate at some point, but that took time especially since they have such a strong bond together.
You just can’t get over it in a school day Lavi, he stole a quick glance behind him before concentrating on their road home again.
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Sometimes Lavi is honestly surprised at how easy it is to be forgiven. This time he should’ve expected Deak to at LEAST yell at him back for trying to blame him for doing something almost alike to going cold-turkey. It makes him squeeze his twin’s hand, slightly afraid for when the younger realizes he deserves more, and for the day that they really WOULDN’T be as close.
"Ah... coffee... coffee with sugar. That’d be good.“ It’s not that he needs to calm down–that’s what tea is for–but mainly that he needs to rejuvenate his mind, eye staring at the ground and unable to see his brother glance back at him. ”Maybe we can drink it in our room.“
❝ Mmhhhm.~ ❞
He responded by giving his twin a reassuring squeeze of the hand their little argument already forgiven and forgotten. At the end of the day the two only had each other to rely on and it was going to be the two of them till the very end, if they started holding grudges for each other at such an early age it would make living harder.
Deak walked in silence, too worn out to from the day to safely form coherent thoughts and sentences, but he knew they were close and that perked his mood just a smidgen.
❝ I can’t wait to get back hooome, how about you, Lavi? ❞
Ouran me to Valhalla |:| Closed
Deak laughs, a somewhat transparent cover for his annoyance, ❝ Y’know you should at least admit that you’re lazy, big brother, ❞ he gave his twin a playful push but complied nonetheless, ❝ Fine, fine I’ll go. ❞
❝ But it’s not my fault if she learns how much of lazy-butt you are. ❞
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“Oh, I AM lazy, little brother! Everyone knows this already~!” Lavi calls after his little brother with unnecessary pride. “Love ya!”
The eldest twin chortles to himself as he leans back against the couch, legs splaying out before him as he leans his head back, VERY proud of himself in all actuality as he waits for the pocky.
A soft sigh left the younger’s lips but he didn’t particular mind, Lavi WAS the elder brother ( even if his behavior doesn’t always show that ). He pushed himself against the couch, ❝ I’ll be back, okay?~ ❞
Getting the Pocky wouldn’t be the problem, in under half an hour he had a box of chocolate flavored pocky in his hands and he was walking back to where him brother was waiting for him.
❝ Neh, Lavi, I’m baaack. Ready to make girls go crazy? ❞
???
The redhead let out a nervous laugh, ❝ You’re probably right, but I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you, y’know, ❞ he replied.
His eye carefully trailed the girl’s bow until it was safely pointed away from his face ❝ Ah, thanks again, for not killing me and all. ❞
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❝Ah ha ha~ ❞ She laughs sheepishly, unwinding the cord and safely sheathing her arrow back in it’s quiver. Bow now strapped to her back, she raises her weapon-free hands. ❝ My apologies, but again, wasn’t my intention to frighten you. Now what were you doing getting in the crossfire anyway? Didn’t see me? ❞
A slight shift under his coat signaled a shrug and the sheepish grin that grew over his face signaled his embarrassment, ❝ Not at all, else why would’ve I gotten in your way? ❞
Like the stranger, Lavi had questions too, such as what was she doing with a bow and arrow in the first place? His mind concluded the worst possible possibility and it made his stomach churn to think that she was intent on killing someone.
Oh gosh what have I gotten myself into???
❝ Soooo, bows and arrows, that an everyday thing or what’s up with that? ❞
"Gosh, you're burning up!" [ unsympathizing ]
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‘’Am I?’’ Alexis asked and tilted her head. She did feel a little hot and tired. ‘’Must have been because of last night’s rain.’’ she just shrugged as if it were nothing.
A faint surfaced on his face,❝ Aha, no problem, Lex, ❞ he replied giving her a light pat on the back before she pulled away. Even if she was sick, he wouldn’t mind getting sick from her.
He cleared his throat and nodded thoughtfully, ❝ However don’t do anything too crazy.❞
She chuckled and grinned. ‘’When have I done anything too crazy? I’m a good girl after all.’’
She kept the smile on her lips as she said that.
❝ You’re probably right, too much a good person, right? ❞
He gave her a playful push, ❝ But I’ma be following you around, okay? I don’t want you go fainting on the randoms streets. ❞
❝ Hmmm… well are you done now? ❞ he asked, taking in the amount of work around them, meh, not that bad, ❝ Why don’t you take a little break. ❞
And by little break Lavi probably meant something along the lines of a weeks adventure in God knows where, but at least it would be better than doing what the Gramps had him do. Plus what would happen if there were two Lavi around the Black Order?
He smiled and nodded. “Yep! Just finished. A break would be awesome! What did ya have in mind?” If the other actually had anything in mind. Though if he didn’t, they would be able to come up with something to do rather quickly.
❝ Wanna go out into town? Not much to do here.~❞
A irresponsible suggestion, really, they could train, but maybe that wasn’t appealing to the redhead. He seems more immature than Bookman jr and Exorcist combined. Nonetheless, Lavi seemed to be beaming at the other, like a little puppy dog waiting for the reply of their owner.
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❝ Don’t give me that look, I’m on my break and I thought I’d visit my favorite Italian.~ ❞
The only Italian that you know, Lavi ( or at least that he’s aware of ). His curious green eye wondered around the Bistro, and a thought occurred to him, ❝ Hey, why have I never visited where you work but your always see me in my natural habitat? ❞
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Oh, he’s receiving a look alright. Emilio knows damn well the other is trying to escape responsibility–and apparently shove his break in Emilio’s face who’s more-or-less working.
“Pfft, it’s because I always finish work before you. And my hours aren’t always the same. And I get bored and go visit. Not MY fault you work too much.” The Italian takes off the apron covered with spots of flour and slides over the counter and beside the redhead. “Oye, I say I’m done. Are you up for a round of games? I’m in the mood to beat someone.”
If you consider sitting on your butt, constantly reading and filing to be working then YES the redhead was always and constantly working. The pay was okay, the people got on his nerves at times, but he loved being an librarian. Of course, he wouldn’t mind the smell of food wafting around the library like the way it’s wafting around the bistro.
A grin broke out on his face and his eye landed on his friend, ❝ Beat someone? Y’mean yourself, right? Cause, I don’t see any chance of you beating me. ❞
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❝ Wait, what the HECK? ❞
Did that person just? Did that really just happen?
She looked to the man as he had seen her wings of white disappear. She walked to him planning on deleting his memories.
Instinct made him cautious and training made his hand reach for his anit-aukma weapon that was strapped to the side of his leg, but it was common sense that made him hesitant to use it in public with so many people.
Your a Bookman first, not an exorcist, observe and record.
He took a cautionary step back, but kept his sights on her, what the Hell is her problem?