Isn't it wonderful, being like a monster?

you asked for too much and now you p a y for your ↱sins↲ ! [ indie kuroha -- HIATUS! ] relationship status: eternally attached.

[auruginis-blog]

          Shintaro and Takane fight a lot because they’re just full of unresolved sexual tension and they not-so-secretly wanna fuck on Tateyama-sensei’s desk using Ayano’s scarf as bondage.

[auruginis-blog]

     … I’ll leave then, I guess. It’s better for one of us to not be stubborn than both.

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            Suit yourself. I won't lose any sleep from seeing you leave, but I will sure find entertainment in those petty friends of yours.

[auruginis-blog]

Please just go away.

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           Go away, huh? It's tempting to stop seeing your pitiful face once and for all, but it's even more fun to see it twist -- so no.

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i'll be remaking this blog tbh as in leave this one as an archive and make a new one that's fully private and for friends only. i'll do it tomorrow and give the url to my homodachis.

[scarletheoryofhappiness-blog]

"You're so in love with Kuroha, it's obvious."

Send my muse “You’re so in love with _____, it’s obvious” for their reaction.

It is a ridiculous, such ridiculous question.

A carefree and gentle laugh escapes her lips as the words float in middle of the air, the delicate features of the female showing a thoughtfulness that erases all the childish and naïve traces from her youthful appearance.

Yet, she does have to admit, it sparkles her interest, and makes her wonder where that inquiry comes from because, perhaps, she has grown attached to the creature that is labelled as her opposite, since he is the ‘villain’ and she is the ‘hero’.

Besides, when she thinks of what is known as ‘love’, the silhouette of ebony hues and jet black hair comes like a summer breeze, cold and harsh words piercing her accompanied with clumsy and nervous gestures.

Is she fond of that in the way one wants to spend their life time as long as they live or is it merely because she clings to the pretense of innocence? That’s a question she’ll think later, right now, the present question is what matters.

“Am I?” Rethorical is useful, since she has never been someone known for her honesty, that is one trait that makes her known as a liar, along with Shuuya. “When does the line of attachment and love start, I wonder?”

For a brief, concise moment, the naïve and cheerful façade she has adopted since her departure from the Never Ending World is dropped to show her the colors of the so called ‘hero’ of the tragedy. Chocolate hues are tainted into red scarlet a single eyebrow raised as a mischievous smile graces over her lips.

Subtle words that show repugnance from the snake and taunting from the human, each encounter in this abyss always leading to a confrontation, yet one that is favoring in a bizarre and inexplicable way, showing the similarity of the other. As she told him once, she does not hate him, what is ironically amusing is she has grown attached to his presence.

“That I wish closure does not mean I’ll break down in tears for not having him mock me.”

What a wonderful liar, surely, Shuuya must have learn a few tricks from her.

[auruginis-blog]

NEARLY HAS A HEART ATTACK LOOKING AT THIS MESS.

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           Do go ahead and have a heart attack, please.

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hello i am sie and i am absolute kuroaya trash

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[scarletheoryofhappiness-blog]

Come and dance.

Send me "Come and dance" for my muse's reaction to yours taking their hands and pulling them onto the dance floor

It is truly a surprise but then again, everything is such a game for the snake.

The words —command, her mind reminds her— of ‘Come and dance’ are in his typical husky, elegant and mocking voice as he leans his mouth towards her ear. By now, she is used to his methods of trying to break herself by being too close to her personal space, yet this is the game they play since the beginning of everything.

“Truly, what is what you have on mind now?” She asks with a gentle smile but her red eyes are curious, ready to enter into his scheme of subtle attacks with her own.

She is the ‘hero’ and he is the ‘villain’ but that’s a façade. What they are in reality is nothing more than tools of the wishes they must carry. She with her ebony and red colors that are her signature and he with his amber and ebony colors, they are pieces of this game of chess.

What she represents and what he represents, they are not so different at all. But if someone hears this coming from the lips of the so known kind girl that loved the word ‘happiness’ they would believe she has lost her sanity in this world of unreality. Perhaps, she has, or perhaps not. She has begun to see everything with a difference face. The dumb, naïve and stupid traces of her old self are the only reminder of those summer days.

What she is now is another silhouette of the Haze that dances in compass with a snake in mischief. The hands that take hers are cold but slim, as if it were of a predator that can simulate being a prey only to twist immediately in the way it wants. This is merely fate and she won’t go against it, there’s nothing wrong in doing this.

“Or is that you are bored again?”

Either way, she shakes her head with a soft but amused smile before bowing her head and letting herself be carried in this bizarre dance in this world in which time does not pass. Because nothing is as simple as fairytales, they are not either the ‘villain’ or the ‘hero’ of this never ending tragedy. If someone thinks different then, they are too blind.

[scarletheoryofhappiness-blog]

“Who knows, the end of a journey is the beginning of another.” Irony, it feels more like a eternal farewell.

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   ❝Are you trying to say, perhaps,          that you hope to cross paths with me again,          miss hero? How f l a t t e r i n g -- !

         ----Or it should be, I suppose, but I can't say       I'm fond of your repugnant presence, you see.❞

      ( And he knows the only journey awaiting for him      was one he could feel nothing but detest towards. )

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fuhaishita replied to your post:                 ❝We’re through.❞ There’s your...

"go back into the trashcan where you belong kuroha"

              ❝I'll make sure to greet your                  parents while I'm in there.❞

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                 ❝We're through.❞ There's your closure.

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             ❝Happy 4th of July, guys!❞ Proceeds to kill everyone because it's a free country and therefore he can do whatever he wants.

[koukankanou-deactivated20151107]

Hums innocently. Also punches you in the gut.

      Single hiss absconds as air lunges forward from beneath his       palate ( the sudden hit in stomach knocks it out. ), and vein      pops out at his temple coloured by an annoyed tinge.       ( Again?! this guy… )

      「 Hey, what the hell— what’s your damn problem? 」

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Time for plan b.

[saaniyasha]

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