#๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ is an animanga blog mainly dedicated to revisit series that have a special place in my heart. a feel - good, cozy corner kind of spot.
01.ย ย ย ย ย this is an independent and private multi muse blog containing characters from various animanga. i will only be interacting withย mutualsย so my activity feed won't get too cluttered nor too chaotic.ย
02.ย ย ย ย ย i don't care nor mind what your writing style is, whether or not you format it and use icons. i don't make my text small anymore & i rarely, if ever, use icons. the only thing i'd want is for you to cut your posts, so my dash won't be filled by one thread consisting of 20+ responses.
03.ย ย ย ย ย i am aware that drama and call-outs make their way around, but honestly, please do keep it to a minimum. i'm here for fun and to write like majority of you. if i see you vaguing about someone numerous times, chances are you will be (soft)blocked. while i will keep call-outs in mind when they pass my dash, the chances are small i will reblog any of those unless i feel like it's an absolute necessity to make other mutuals aware.
04.ย ย ย ย ย i do not condone pedophilia, homophobia, sexism, xenophobia, incest or any of the general no-go's we're all more than familiar with by now. i also amย firmly anti AI.
05.ย ย ย ย ย english isย notย my native language. please keep that in mind when writing with me.
06.ย ย ย ย ย please be aware that this blog might contain mature themes due to the nature of the series.
07.ย ย ย ย ย shipping is something i absolutely adore, though i will require chemistry to happen before i will consider it when it comes to romantic ships. friends, enemies, familial and romantical ships areย allย adored and beloved, and certainly welcome here. i do practice ship exclusivity however.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย NOTE: smut is very unlikely to happen here, mainly due to the age of majority of my muses ( they're brats ) but also since i simply rarely write it. if it ever happens, it will never be with an underage muse & they won't be aged up for it either.
08.ย ย ย ย ย last but not least, lets have some fun while writing! i know these rules make me seem stoic, but i'm honestly a shy person behind the screen. feel free to approach for either chatting, discussing or writing!
it's difficult for suzaku. to be before the man who's responsible for the death of euphemia. at times it is hard for him to see through the fog before his eyes, blinded by the hatred and anger and immense sadness of his โ no, all of britannia's loss, even if the country believes she is a wicked princess who lied and betrayed them.
yet now, now that lelouch is before him and he is given the chance to end it all, he cannot will his hand to raise his gun he subconciously grasps. cannot bring himself to end his life just like how he ended hers.
he still remembers holding her bleeding body, remembers the paleness of her skin and the exhaustion in her eyes โ a clear display of her trauma, of how it killed and drained her to have given the order and be responsible for thousands of deaths.
" accidental ", suzaku repeats with contempt in his voice, as if it will make him believe those words. " nothing about the execution seemed accidental to me, zero. " it is difficult, suzaku notices. so very difficult to see him differently than the childhood friend he'd grown up with. lelouch and zero overlap, unable to differentiate between the two at times โ even if the two are far from alike.
" do you know how it felt when she asked me if they were happy? if the japanese were happy with the piece of land she'd given them? not elevens. japanese. do you know how awful it was, having to lie to her face and pretend she didn't massacre everyone? just so she could... so she could pass away without any guilt? "
he isn't certain which version of his friend he's talking to. but for a moment, the man before him reminds him of lelouch. of his friend. " you're right ", he admits, " but first.. i want to know why. you claim it's for nunnally, but what you've been doing is unnecessary. you went about everything the wrong way, lelouch. "
" that's so lame ", ikuto mockingly says with a bored expression, cat ears twitching atop his head. he bends over with his hands stuffed within the pockets of his pants, a nearly mocking grin plastered on his lips. he's that much taller than her, requiring him to bend down if he wants to make eyecontact with her.
" i always thought you seemed like the most interesting out of your little group sailors. but honestly? kinda sad and disappointing you're a goody- two shoes like them. think being 'good' is that fun? " honestly, ikuto isn't even certain which sailor scout he was talking to โ had the luck to not bump into them before, until now. all he knows about them is how they are all dressed similarly and, well, are on the opposite of him.
" you should try joining the bad and have some fun, you might like it ", a near whisper, as if meant solely for @cresenshi 's ears to hear. with those words, he leans back, tail swishing as he awaits her reaction โ wanting to see if his attempt to either charm or ( annoy ) tease her is working.
it wasn't much: just one glance is all he got. but it was enough to see someone skipping from lelouch's room. one can easily assume it's a new member of the student council, or maybe even a friend or family member.
but suzaku knows lelouch. knows majority of the people going in and out of the place: not because he is keeping an eye on him, but mainly because as a member of the student council, he is oft found lingering in the building ( that is, if his work doesn't call him away ). and one thing is for sure: that person isn't a member, nor family. which only means one thing..
" just curious ", he admits with a smile, trying not to scare the other. he got lucky catching the other outside of lelouch's room, not often seeing them. it's hard to describe @bishonenprince : pretty and elegant, both feminine and masculine traits. it leaves suzaku speechless for a second, uncertain how to even adress the other. " um, you're.. a friend of lelouch, right? " well, he doesn't want to assume things straight away, though it is rather odd to see the stranger coming straight from the other's room.
if he has to be honest: he feels conflicted. he hates lelouch, despises him even โ enough so that he oft feels that what whatever friendship the two once had, it would never return. but so often, when he feels like he has the opportunity to bring it all to an end: he staggers. a hidden sense of care crawling back up along his spine, causing him to shiver. a feeling he wishes to forget, to bury, to mask over with hatred and to harden himself more and more until he is an unbreakable wall of stone.
a veil of hate is drawn before his eyes, though it sometimes fails to keep his view obstructed by it. but right now, however, he sees lelouch through a dripping crimson lens.
" lelouch ", he says, his tone bitter and venom. " or do you prefer zero more? " he nearly spits out @vancreux 's self-imposed name in obvious disgust.
" are you happy, now? " his brows are furrowed, jaw and fists clenching. " do you feel joy everytime you look at me, knowing you took away the one thing i desire? ", it was but one of the many things that causes him to hate the other, but so far, this has been the worst.
Any ends gained through contemptible means
aren't worth anything.
a love letter to animanga from the past, to those forgotten and lingering in the back of your mind. currently featuring a small cast with characters such as suzaku kururugi from code geass & ikuto tsukiyomi from shugo chara.