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       ❝ oh, mother fucker ! ❞ come with me, luka said. we’ll be fine, he said ! yeah, of course they are ! they aren’t running for their damn lives at the moment, no, not at all ! ❝ this is why i wanted to say inside, god dammit ! if we die here, i swear to god, luka ! ❞ they couldn’t run into the nice little slimes people talked about, could they ? they just had to run into a damn monster. love it, wow, just aoi’s stupid luck. ❝ fuck, fuck, fuck — ! ❞ // @redgravejournals

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       a part of him is amused, clearly indicated by the raise of his brow and smirk upon his lips. ❝ sure thought long and hard ‘bout this slime stuff, huh ? ❞ though, with how foreign the concept of magic is to aoi, perhaps he’s thought long and hard about it too. things like actual spells ? sure looks like he’s in some fairytale sort of place. ❝ i’m more curious about this mirror thing the message mentioned... ❞ aoi shrugs soon enough, arms crossing with a sigh. ❝  well, not like it’s any of my business. i sure as hell ain’t going out there to get killed. ❞ // @heartdetector

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       ❝ i can’t do shit, man. ❞ his hand waves, other hand swirling his glass. maybe if he were prepared and truly knew the situation, he could attempt to fix it, but... well, all he has is his sister’s picture in an ugly frame and a phone to his name. no weapon, no nothing. not even his patron sage can do anything ! all he’s got is a little protection from the cold, after all. ❝ think it’s better to leave it to people that’re more willing, ya’ know ? ❞ // @sleptsin

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       ❝ you’re good at fetch quests, right ? ❞ his tone is flat as he asks, expression clearly saying look, i really don’t wanna be out there. if you’re good at it, why am i being asked ? ❝ i’m sure lotsa other people would want to go with you, hedge. ❞ holding up his empty hands, aoi shakes his head, leaning back into his chair with a frown. ❝ i can’t do shit if we get into trouble. you’re better off askin’ someone else. ❞ though he says that, if they push hard enough, he’ll eventually crack... probably, anyway. man can’t protect himself, and that’s what’s making him just a tad reluctant is all ! // @hedgebud

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       his face twists as their surroundings suddenly become just a tad brighter, aoi turning to glance at the taller in annoyance. he’s already peeved light insisted on leaving the comforts of their apartment complex to ‘end a little blackout’ ( and he said it with a smile too, the bastard ), and now what does the man do ? constantly flicker his newfound power like he’s a child ! 

    ❝ knock that shit off, light, ❞ aoi hisses, wishing just for a moment that light could see the daggers he’s throwing at him ( though, if he can feel it ? even better ). ❝ if i have to tell you one more god damn time... i don’t need you to keep doing that. i have a fuckin’ phone. ❞ // @clairvisions

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       ❝ look, i’m not mad. ❞ he says it softly and calmly as he kneels down before her, the gentleness to his voice seemingly out of place. he’d very much so like to mind his own business while in terra ( especially with this damn eternal night they’ve got going on ), but that big brother in him can’t just abandon a kid. besides, leslie seemed a little lost anyway. he’s a bastard, sure, but not a heartless one. 

    he doesn’t try to soothe her with a pat, his arms remaining atop his knees as he peers up at her. a small smile forms, shoulders shrugging as he glances around. ❝ lots of scary stuff out here, you know ? you should be staying inside. kids like you’ll be curious, but leave figuring things out to the adults. ❞ // @onlyindarkness

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@clairvisions​ said: would you still love me if i was a worm?

       he massages his temples before running his hands down his face, palms slowly revealing his pinched expression of confused annoyance. what does that mean ? what the fuck does that mean ? the quick no dies on his tongue because he knows if he answers so swiftly, the teasing of oh, so you’d love me otherwise would come. if there’s someone that loves anything, it’s how light loves to do that: nitpick anything he says and it drives aoi insane. it’s not even a matter of winning or losing, it’s just the fact that light speaks with that distinct smugness that makes the shorter man either want to swing or groan in frustration ( though, it’s usually the latter rather than the former ). 

    ❝ i... ❞ the sigh carries the clear what the fuck he’d usually say to fill in his lack of words, but instead he just shakes his head. ❝ get the hell out of my apartment, light. ❞ 

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order41205‌.

Even with Aoi’s clearly less than thrilled reaction, Date only rolls his eyes. First of all, he’s not that old, and second of all, he’d like this permanent night bullshit to end as soon as possible. It’s bad enough that his body refuses to sleep when it’s actually night; he doesn’t have time to deal with what he’s sure will become even worse insomnia.

“You’re the one who agreed to come with me, so stop being a baby about it.”

He takes a sip of his drink (water, but if you asked he would say it’s vodka), looking at the aforementioned locals, most of whom aren’t paying the slightest bit of attention to them. 

“The bartender said the disappearances have all been around the Eastern Gate, right? I’m not going to pretend I understand how anything works around here, but maybe there’s some mystical moon power bullshit going on. We could check the library–that’s safe enough, isn’t it?”

      aoi’s nose wrinkles at the very fact that yes, he did tag along and yes, they’re sitting in the very bar where whispers of information can be obtained. does that mean aoi actually wants to venture any farther than he has to ? nope. when shit hits the fan, sometimes a chill place is needed, though clearly date had different plans. was it because he was a detective ? damn him. 

    ❝ just thought you wanted to hang. ❞ he says it with a shrug, the joke veiled thinly with the sigh he lets out. as sad as it is to say, the man’s used to being dragged along for whatever the hell life has in store. and what was on the agenda ? getting eaten by monsters of the dark. haha, fun. he picks up his glass at the rim ( also water, because they weren’t here for enjoyment and apparently a sober mind was needed ), taking a thoughtful sip. 

    ❝ what, you figure reading up on this place’s history might give a clue about what’s going on ? ❞ a pause. ❝ i guess that’s better then actually going to the gate and getting fucked up by whatever’s out there. ❞ and now aoi’s shuddering, head shaking. ❝ as big as my brain is, can’t use that shit in a fight, so if something comes running, i’m hauling ass whether you can keep up or not. ❞ 

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ybetweenx‌.

“Yes. Of course. I did.” Each word pushed out with as much venom and dripping with as much sarcasm as Phi could inject into it. She was smiling, but there lacked any warmth behind it as she leaned forward ever so slightly.

Not quite threatening, but Phi’s patience was certainly being tested. Her hands, gripped behind her back, was clenching and unclenching as she listened to him speak.

“I didn’t realize you hated your sister that much, don’t worry I’ll take that off your hand.” And in saying so, she reached forward towards his picture.

       he glares at her, nose up in the air as the photo is pulled back out of her reach. he hates the damn frame, but the picture inside is still his most prized possession ( clearly, considering aoi still keeps it on his person even if the bump of a hard corner when he reaches into his pockets annoys him ). ❝ shut the hell up; you know that’s not what i meant. ❞ he sniffs as it’s shoved into his back pocket, free hand running through his locks, nails scratching at his scalp. 

    he isn’t so dense as to miss her hostility, and considering how heated he is over their predicament, not like he can fault her... even if it does irritate him. however, there’s more pressing matters than arguing with each other, and while he is one to easily throw himself into a fight, he opts to tap at his temple instead. ❝ have you tried shifting your way out of this ? ❞ 

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       aoi drags his hands down his face, irritation building oh, so clearly. ❝ it’s a foam weapon... ❞ it comes softly at first, then he’s groaning and glaring. ❝ it’s a foam fuckin’ weapon ! it’s not gonna do shit, byleth ! ❞ used to be a teacher, they said ! don’t teachers require brains ? ❝ i don’t give a fuck about how strong you are, but bonking anything with a foam weapon’s gonna just make things irritated at you, not actually kill them ! ❞ oh, the sounds of a man desperately trying to talk sense into someone so ready to take monsters head on. well, between the two of them, only aoi isn’t used to actual combat, so that’s probably why ( poor guy ). // @flamepledge

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       a scowl stretches across his features as he practically stomps along, a clear i don’t want to be here aura radiating off of him. normally, he’d mind his own business, sit back and just nature take its course... but he isn’t surrounded by adults that can take care of themselves and even shittier ones that’d screw everyone else over if they could survive. aoi can be a prick, but he’s not heartless ( though, he did wish people had common sense: ex. the girl he’s so keen on not letting out of his sight ). ❝ if this shit doesn’t work, i’m expecting you to haul ass, got it ? ❞ // @ulti1up

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       he rolls his eyes, body leaning forward to point a finger at the man, head shaking. aoi likes to know things, that’s for sure, but sticking his nose into whatever the hell is going on ? uh, yeah. no thanks. ❝ hah ? have you taken a look outside ? even the locals are scared shitless. ❞ aoi’s raised hand gestures to their surroundings, the murmuring buzzing in his ears. ❝ and you want to go see what’s up ? hey, getting older’s hard ‘n all, but keep me outta your death wishes, date. ❞ // @order41205

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( santa to a bunch of japanese people ) any of you chumps know japanese? well san means three--

curses. a lot. even casually he just drops the f-bomb.

surprisingly chill ! ... you know, when he’s not letting the stress of being away from home and not seeing his sister and god hope she doesn’t get into anything stupid while he’s unwillingly gone !

is an esper. technically. not right now though because of sage powers ( and that’s just adding to his stress )

yes he wears platform boots yes they give him extra height no you can’t know how high they are ( they give him 3 inches )

currently very pissed off about the state of the precious polaroid of his sister is in. will take any opportunity he can to complain about it because what the f-- ( it’s just in a very ugly picture frame and how dare they do that to her ).

can be quick to snap, but he’s actually just very tired.

will big brother the shit out of younger characters if they get on his good side

hallo it’s me again ( reina. hi. <3 she/her ) i also write kotone ( @celesnite​ ) for the group ! if i’m not there and you want a starter from her, just lmk ( and vice versa! ) naturally, this blog will be littered with zero escape spoilers, and i’m begging you to play it... i currently only have gif icons and won’t use them because i don’t wanna make more. as always, if you’d like to plot something, feel free to ask for my discord! alternatively, you can always chat with me on my twitter! i only talk abt tma + ffxiv these days like a clown ( honks )

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“it’s the same? really? with the voidsent and the, um–” they have to scramble for the word for a moment; “ascians?” in hedge’s defense, they just tend to call them mask guys. “if you need a hero too then i can come and help once i finish up everything in the source, and…”

they blink, registering his question, and then grin at him with the kind of reckless confidence that only comes from not understanding your own mortality. “well if i see a dragon i just stand really far away!” obviously, aoi.

       oh, that sure got a laugh out of him. he doesn’t laugh condescendingly though  — in fact, aoi is genuinely amused ( and truly amazed ).  they’ve already got their own problems and now they want to help with his ? talk about selfless. however, after dedicating nearly all of his life following along with whatever his sister’s seen... well, asking for outside help seems more trouble than it’s worth. they’ve been fine... mostly, anyway. ❝ nah, i think we got shit handled... probably. ❞ 

    but that’s enough talking about ends of worlds and people to chase down. what really catches aoi’s attention is how confident hedge is in simply ‘standing far away.’ ❝ but, for real ? you really think that’d work ? what if it comes barreling towards you ? you’re fuckin’ tiny hedge. i dunno how fast you can run, but that shit’d close the gap in like two steps. ❞ 

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      ❝ s’not so bad, ❞ he shrugs, hands finding their way into his pockets. ❝ ever heard about dorms and all that at during high school ? same thing. ❞ he pauses briefly, sniffing as he shakes his head. ❝ worse thing, your roommate’s a loud high school kid, but hey, that’s youth or whatever old people’ll say. ❞ the tease is obviously there for kasumi’s upperclassman, the joke punctuated with a small chuckle. ❝ anyway, like i said before ? a good smack with your, pfft, foam rapier thing’ll do the trick if anyone bothers you. ❞ // @cinderillxn​ ( s.c ) 

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       he looks thoughtful as the younger holds up her crossbow for him to inspect, a hand upon his chin as he nods. ❝ a whole ass crossbow... it’s real too ? shit. ❞ not like he cares if whether or not she knows how to use it ( or why she can use one, for that matter. he’s seen and heard about a lot of stuff in his day. a kid knowing how to use a weapon ? whatever, honestly ). if anything, aoi seems genuinely impressed. ❝ pretty cool. got anythin’ else ? i heard there was some crazy thing that comes out at night. if anything, more’s better than less. ❞ he says as he only has a picture and the blessing to not get cold. which is more useful is debatable, honestly. // @harxmakis ( s.c )

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       his face is in his hands as he continues to mumble, feeling frumpkin nuzzling against his bare arm. ❝ yeah, so fuckin’... there’s a jellyfish... it’s called turritopsis dohrnii... lives forever or some shit... it’s super small too. like... ❞ he scrubs at his face with a sigh, leaning back against the bench, opting to raise his pinkie finger. ❝ ‘pparently only grows as big as our pinkie nails. insane, right ? like what the hell... ❞ someone seems exhausted. the stress and fit he had earlier must have simply eaten away at his energy ( though, perhaps caleb prefers this quieter aoi rather than the initial yelling and cursing one ). // @firewebs ( s.c. )