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            ──  no strong person has an easy past. ❜

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웃웃 for theGentleAvenger if you want to! It's ok if you don't tho ;;

send me 웃웃 and I’ll make a dual promo for our blogs

omg sure I want!! ♥ it took me a moment, but dooone finally ;3;

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              ──   my DEMONS are begging me to open up my mouth         I need them mechanically make the words come out                       they fight me, vigorous and angry, watch them pounce ;;                  ignite me, licking up the flames they bring about.   ❜

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so as I mentioned in my last post, because of the mess this blog became in a year I’m moving to the new one (yup, I’m keeping the old url) ;;

feel free to follow me there if you still wanna interact, yet it’s also possible I’ll do it myself soon; as for now though, Imma rest, since working on the new theme was pretty exhausting :”D 

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Dearest ;;

      Mukuro began to chew the inside of her lip as she caught sight of another forced smile from him。  Almost hearing the words I’m not sweet, echo in her head。 When he told her to switch positions she silently did so, pulling down the short skirt of her dress as she shifted with his aid。 Thankfully the new position allowed her to wrap her good arm around Jack, allowing herself to have a good hold of him as he drove。

     As he took off, Mukuro’s arm tightened around him, mainly to secure herself but also due to the wind hitting the exposed wounds on her hands more pain shot through her body。 Not wanting to let out a verbal indicator at the pain that course through her again, Mukuro resorted to gritting her teeth and moved her hand so that the wind didn’t effect her as much。 But the movements from the ride still agitated the wounds。

     Her heart raced as he drove, if the situation of this ride were different, Mukuro was sure that the accelerated heartbeat would be because of excitement and not out of pain。 Thank god that the drive wouldn’t be long and that there was basically no traffic, so the pain she’d go through would be short lived。 Until it was time to clean and bandage it, but at least she had some strong pain killers back at her place。

       As he drove, Mukuro’s eyes took note of how red Jack’s coat sleeve had gotten。 A frown began to pull on her lips she looked at the sleeve, after all this she’ll insist on replacing the garment。

   Since he’d parked the motorcycle, everything had been happening oddly quickly, or it was just his mind – too many thoughts, all in a whirl, and Jack didn’t even half remembered his actions; the details faded as he acted nearly automatically: helped her get off, carefully lead to the door and then upwards to her apartment. His arm loosely wrapped around Mukuro’s waist, in order to support her while walking.

   It was so quiet. The silence interrupted only by the sounds of their footsteps --- or his rather, Mukuro’s remained so delicate, the obvious effect of having no shoes on. “We’re almost there,” he muttered; nothing she didn’t know, but at least in Jack’s mind such words sounded kinda comforting. “I’ll put you to bed, prepare you something to drink and take care of the wounds, and you’ll tell me what happened, all right?”

   There must have been some wounds; he still pretended that paid no attention to the blood on his own clothes. It didn’t matter, after all, and he wasn’t going to give Mukuro even more concern. His nervousness was definitely enough for them both, yet he didn’t have to be some sort of a master at mind reading to notice that unfortunately he was not alone in that state.

   Jack opened the door – ready to relieve Mukuro at anything – and let her through. After entering the apartment, turned the lights on, finally able to examine the girl’s injuries.

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I am a weapon my words are knives and my touch is poison and I am not the kind you save.

stop me, stop me

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Dearest ;;

    Doing as he instructed and scooted forward on the bike, her lips maintained their curvature as his lips pressed against the top of her head, 「you’re so sweet。」 She whispered while giving him a comforted gaze, greatly appreciating the smile he gave her, despite it being somewhat forced。

    Mukuro was about to question the whereabouts of a second helmet but was silenced when he placed the one he was wearing on her, 「Jack。。。」She breathed and gently placed her good hand on his arm and gave it a gentle squeeze。 Sure, it wasn’t a long drive but still。。。 millions of what if scenarios began playing in her head。 Hopefully the both of them would get to her place safely。

    However, Mukuro didn’t say anything else and instead positioned her body so she felt as though she wouldn’t slip around as he drove。 As well as allowing him to drive with both hands instead of one around her waist。 Sitting in front of on a motorcycle as a passenger was unfamiliar to her, so she couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward as she tried to figure out how to exactly sit。

   He was not sweet. Nervous, confusing, scared – indeed, but nothing around cuteness. But at the moment Jack lacked either energy and will to deny; and, for fuck’s sake, probably even Mukuro found his only reaction, another forced smile, rather odd.

   “That’s fine,” he mumbled when her hand moved onto his arm. It wasn’t the first time of him riding with no helmet on, but even if, at the moment it would have been the last thing he could fear. She was much more important, and nothing, yet her health and safety took priority for him.

   Riding with a person in front, instead of behind him was going to be a completely new experience. In fact, Jack wasn’t too sure how he should manage it; no exact idea came to his mind until Mukuro tried to induce him to use both hands. “Sideways,” Jack muttered, and carefully helped the girl shift herself a little bit. Seemed like this way he could both use two hands and take care of her. 

   The engine started off, wind stroking his face and hair as Jack drove on. Quite exciting feeling he almost forgot, although the biggest contentedness was caused by the fact of leaving that dark alley eventually. In the middle of the night, the traffic was negligible. No distinct sound audible amongst the empty streets, except for the loud murmur of the motorcycle as Jack accelerated.

   Sometime soon  they should have a similar drive, the thought crossed his mind, but as quickly as it appeared, also faded away. It was impossible for him to enjoy it with Mukuro constantly bleeding; Jack noticed his coat’s sleeve got red, too. A big contrast it was, blood on the white fabric.

   Jack’s heart pounded again.

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Dearest ;;

      Mukuro rest her head against him as he carried her the short distance, letting her muscles relax fully in his arms。Knowing that he wouldn’t do anything to further damage her。Closing her eyes for the brief trip, Mukuro let out a quiet and comforted exhale。 As she was sat down onto the motorcycle’s seat, her eyes opened once more as she turned her attention towards him。

      She gave a small nod, 「I’ll be able to hold onto you, it’ll hurt like hell but the ride won’t be that long。」She gave him a tiny smile with her reply, her gaze drift away from him and to her injured hand。 「I’m a tough girl。。。 I’ll survive。」Mukuro whispered as she clenched her injured hand slightly before turning back to look at him, following his gaze towards her feet, 「okay。」She breathed, the small and sad smile still on her face。

    「Unless you’d be more comfortable with me in front。It’s really whatever you decided, you’re the driver here, dear。」With her good hand, Mukuro gently pressed her fingers under her nose, checking to see if her nose had stopped bleeding by now。 「I must look like a right mess at the moment, huh？」She half-jokingly asked, as she moved her hand away from her nose and towards her hair, attempting to re-pin up what strands of hair had fallen from her up-do she had done earlier in the night before heading out

   First off, he almost agreed to let her stay behind him; after all, Mukuro was right – the way wasn’t long, and considering his rush to finally take her home, they’d got there in a short moment. On the other hand though, he was terrified at the very thought of causing more pain to her. Maybe he didn’t know what exactly had happened, yet from her appearance could easily concluded that all she needed right now was relax and as much comfort as possible.

   “Move forward,” he commanded, though in a soft, quiet voice. “You are tough girl. My tough girl, and I’m gonna take care of you,” after the last word Jack placed a tender kiss upon her head.

   Although he didn’t tend to kid in such moments, even to loosen up the atmosphere and set mind at ease. This time though, he attempted to send Mukuro a comforting smile, not matter how small and fake it could be. “You are a beautiful mess,” he muttered. Good if he at least managed to calm her down – in his case it was not possible, not for now... but Jack doubted in helping Mukuro, too.

   Having kissed her one more time, he placed himself on the seat, right behind her. Realised that in this whole mess totally forgotten to take one more helmet, yet didn’t hesitate to put that only one on Mukuro’s head; so in fact all that fixing hair wasn’t necessary. Jack encircled the girl’s waist with his arm, and pulled her close. Wordlessly, he was praying to whoever up there was listening to him to get Mukuro home and find out her bad state was nothing serious.

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HAPPY B DAY~!!!!!! { SHOWERS U IN PRESENTS AND CONFETTI }

this is kinda late, but THANK YOU SO MUCH !! :3

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   so for the first time in like forever I spent almost whole day outside, and because I get tired very easily as of late – now I’m exhausted. however, I’ll try to do at least a few replies, but since tomorrow I’m home all day long ( minus receiving results of blood tests ), I’ll do more stuff, and finally reblog some sentence starters !!   👌 💯 👌 ✔ 👀 ✔ 👀 👀 👌👌 ✔