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your chest is aching. teeth sink deep, cutting away at your skin and flesh. blood bubbles, and all you can think about is the feelings you’re missing out on. how do you grieve the future you don’t have? how do you grieve the people you won’t meet? there isn’t even time to answer those questions- the man looking you in the eyes is fading from sight- everything is, now.

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by Masahisa Fukase / 深瀬昌久 From the book: Ravens / 鴉 (1986)

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this side character is a Side Character and will not become a main character, i say, collecting bits of trivia and affection and stuffing them into my pockets like a goblin hoarder

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Mairu and Kururi | Durarara!!x2 Ten episode 8

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Initial Impressions Starters

“Weird, is how someone might describe you.”

“I’m not the most familiar to these kinds of things, I’ll be honest.”

“Is that just, a normal thing? That happens often?”

“Call me impressed, and I won’t respond.”

“Shudder at the thought of what you may do next.”

“Bad feelings and ominous tendencies. That the usual MO?”

“You wouldn’t happen to be that latest rumour going around, would you?”

“I fail to see how this might give me pause.”

“Given the circumstances… I’d like to return them.”

“How did you do that just now? That was… I don’t even know.”

“You’re a stranger that’s only getting stranger.”

“I have to admit… that was… grand.”

“Have you not met me, or my reputation before?”

“I know everyone like the back of my hand, and you’re a new spot on it.”

“Uhg… couldn’t have gotten anyone better?”

“So the expert on all of this is… you?”

“I’m beginning to think there is doubt stirring between us.”

“There isn’t full confidence here. Maybe, half full confidence. Two thirds at most.”

“Well this certainly has me blown away.”

“Don’t you look exotic and fun.”

“Elegant and stunning… do go on, tell me more!”

“You could do it better… I think. Try again?”

“I beg of your most pardons?! Care to repeat that?”

“I didn’t insult you! I only said something and I didn’t know the consequences of!”

“Care to help a bit? It’s a bit of a mess…”

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Moscow, Russia - February 2024

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egor: picks up severed head with his hand in his pocket

he’s still so cute

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Her eyes flitzed to the head that had rolled past her, some blood having splattered against the asphalt in the process. Her powder blues then settled themselves back on him, her expression unchanging.

”Perhaps it was, once.”

❝ That's my version of it. ⸻ Why didn't you catch it? 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞. Even if it is no longer attached to a body, it is still a pretty little thing, isn't it? ❞

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Я схожу с ума, мне мало-мало-мало Мне мало-мало-мало тебя Знаю я сама, мне мало-мало-мало Мне мало-мало-мало тебя

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"That's not how you play tag..."

❝ Catch ! ⸻ Now you are it. Ah, I'd run if I were you. ❞

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She had heard about the man called "Orihara Izaya". She can remember Shingen telling her about him, about his status as an information broker and him being the one to currently possess the dullahan's head. Yana also knows he is the older brother to the twins, a pair of unusual girls she had grown rather fond of. She had heard of his deep-reaching roots in the underworld and mental instability, and so, to avoid unnecessary complications, intended not to enter his web.

At least, she initially believed it was him. She remembers the photo Shingen had showed her. She recalls the (likely unwilling) snapshots of their brother at odd corners that Mairu showed her. The man not far away from her and the man in the photo did not look terribly different. However, there were discernible differences the closer she got. Could it be a twin? An impersonator? A cosplayer...?

"…"

It doesn't concern her. She knows that. It's odd for someone like herself to feel concern for matters outside herself or her missions. The blonde blamed it on the growing affection she's developed for the two girls she's come to know. She didn't want them to get hurt, if they were to get involved with whoever this person was or what they might be planning. But that alone was jumping to conclusions.

For the first time in a long time to have her heart be the one to guide her, the tall woman made her way through the crowds, setting a hand on the shoulder of the young man to catch his attention.

"Excuse me," she said, offering him a polite smile. "I would like to have a chat with you, if that's alright."

@ammaranthine

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“Is he really dangerous? This man named Yodogiri?”

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spotted these nerds (egor and shingen) for 00,01 seconds in the opening

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The pain is blinding, every second feels like an hour, but a week has gone by so fast. You ache, and everything is dark. What time is it? It’s black and silent, and your heartbeat echoes in your ears.