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[snowmoonwrites]

Your soul on my lips

Tokyo Debunker fic. Pairing: Mizuki Rui x Reader

Sad, Angst, Sad ending-ish, Major Character death, Not the babyboy tho, so it doesn't matter

It was supposed to be an easy mission. No deaths, just Darkwick's insistance that there might be an anomaly involved. Yet, as usual, nothing was as easy as the academy wanted. It was supposed to be easy. So easy that two people were enough for the field work. Of course, that meant that Rui was the first to propose a case solving date with his precious inspector.

Which he already regretted. As you were walking next to him, oh so close but still far away, smiling at his flirting he thought this might be the best day of his life. But nothing ever was so easy for him. And especially so since he got cursed. With the night falling around the two of you he let himself believe he might see you like this, smiling at him fondly, for the rest of his life. If someone asked him, he would give the smoothest lines about what your existence meant to him. But he knew, even if he tried to write it into poems he still wouldn’t be close to the truth. You were like the moon, shining light in his night. The stars, unattainable but guiding his way. The star, so warm but untouchable. What wouldn’t he have given to be able to take your hand in that moment. But he was afraid. A sliver of touch and he would never see you again. He was willing to suffer next to you, basking in your warmth and affection he was surer by the day you felt towards him, yet never getting too close, hiding in the dark if you got within reaching distance.

By the time you've arrived at the docks, where the report wanted you two to head, the moon lit up your way.

It made Rui's hair shine golden, reminding you of the days you saw him in the garden, tending to the plants with such care. Soft eyes looking up at you as you walked closer but never close enough to touch, you knew better. It hurt you to see him so touchstarved, keeping up his bravado by flirting, hiding the way his life was made miserable. You never could look away from him since then, wanting to reach out to him but fearing you might hurt him even more.

Even while working on the case, one sweet line was all it took to take your mind away from your surrondings. And what a grave mistake was that. In devoting your attention to him, you inavertedly will deprive him of his light in this world.

The mission so easily turned to tragedy. The anomaly previously thought to be docile proved to be an ambusher type. There was only one reason there were no deaths recorded. It failed so far. But not on this night. One second of inattention. Only one was all it took. You looked down, feeling the pain immediately, seeing the horror on Rui's face as he too umderstood. Even as his hands grabbed it, even as it shrieked before dying. Even so... The harm was done.

He could do nothing as you fell to the ground. Couldn't try to break your fall lest he damage you more. He couldn't fathom the idea that maybe it wouldn’t have mattered, that it was naught either way.

As you looked up at him, bloody and straying farther from the living by the seconds, he panicked. You could see it in his eyes, as he looked around you both for an answer to materialize. You heard him mutter to himself about hospotals, ambulances, the time, the academy. But you didn't care for any of those.

You remembered your first meeting. Running away from Darkwick just in time to meet your curse-twin as he called himself. Or your soulmate as you also started referring to him the longer you spent together. The precious days that you helped out in his bar, even if his idea of helping was closer to being a pampered proncess. The day you saved the schoolgirl together. The countless joke dates he proposed. All of which you made sure to keep in your heart, be they jokes or not. You, at least, hoped that he was serious at those times.

As he slowly sank down next to you, you knew he realised. You were too far away from any help to arrive in time, normal hospitals wouldn’t even be able to help you anyways.

You could do nothing and neither could he. He could only beg you to stay awake, stay there with him. Amd he did. But you knew. It was a plea you were unable to heed. As time flew, the farther away everything seemed, the more tears were fllowing down his face.

You didn't want to leave him like this. You didn't want to leave him at all. But especially like this. In front of him, unable to do anything. But that wasn't true. Anything would have been better than dying in agony. And maybe, he could do something for you in the end. It would also fulfill one of your greatest wishes nowadays. But, that would be cruel to him, wouldn't it? Did it matter though? It might have mattered more had you years to spend together not the seconds, minutes you had left in your weakening body.

Thus, you mustered every miniscule strength left in your mauled body to call out for him.

"Rui... can you... do something... for me?" The words were weak, testament to the loss of blood.

"Anything. Anything for you," came the reply, nearly as weak as yours with his tears in the way. You could only imagine the feelings going through his heart. Perhaps you really were cruel.

"Could you... kiss me?"

"But! You will die!" He instantly retorted, then fell silent. He knew that was inevitable at this point. He had a choice to make here. None of the options were kind. Could he just sit there and watch you bleed out? Or should he choose to do as you ask? Rob you of the last minutes of your life? For what? His own selfish need to at least steal a kiss he shall never have otherwise?

But, if you asked for it. Surely, it meant sonething for you too. He knew you were kind. You wouldn't ask for something you didn't also want. Perhaps both of you can be selfish one last time in your life. If this is all that fate allowed you two to have. He wouldn't dare to reject it. He couldn't live with the regret of letting you die in pain. As much as he will never forgive himself for this whole scenario. Or the way he will live on with your energy fuelling him after. How he will steal away the last seconds of your life. Being your killer might still be better than just watching you suffer, right?

He steeled himself, you could see his resolve. Seeing it was like a tide, washing away all your concerns. All that remained was a painful happiness. Even if it is just like this, he shall claim you as his.

"Please don't hate me," he whispered as he leaned in. Breaths away from touching you.

"I would never... I love you.... Be happy enough for the both of us," you mustered all your strength to say so. Hoping to alleviate some of his pain going forward, as you know he would, were he the one in peril. You were the one to close the gap between your lips.

As his lips finally touched yours, claiming your soul with the shinigami's curse. As his tears ran down your cheeks. Your last thought was not about regrets, of all the things you couldn't do in the end. It was of him. Your cursed lover. Your soulmate, who would have to live on with nothing left of you but memories. Of a last first kiss which could never become more. Your soul ached for him.

Maybe if you wished hard enough with your dying breath, the shinigami will let your soul linger. Linger around him in the ways the breeze combs through his hair. In the sunlight that blinds him for a second as he looks into it. In the water as it touches his lips. Maybe you can touch him so now, without reservation and fear. Maybe god shall let you become one with his cursed soul, elevating some of his hardships.

Just maybe... But neither of you would ever know even if it worked. The dead can tell nothing. And so the living have to go on. Rui has to go on, with the heavy burden on his heart, with the regret. With the pictures of an imaginary future which can never be true now. With the conviction that he destroyed which was most precious to him.

[unapologetically-tawdry]

i,ntimidatingly sweet, ! 😵‍💫

Is that so? Hopefully intimidating in the good way? I'm only scary when someone wants me to be, or when I have to be. Promise 💕

[takethebodymarc]

bad being invisible is so fucking cool lol

[bratdotcom]

Do u guys care abt me enough to hear me yap abt songs that I think remind me of invincible characters

[burnandblind]

I feel like if everyone had the house they wanted, the amount of work/life balance they wanted, the life enrichment they needed and whatever is like really really good sex

Then mf would be chill

Maybe mind their own business

Stop being so.. racist and Anti-Scientific?

We could be living in a solarpunk fantasy and..

What? 1% of the wealth should be hoarded? We should keep having wars over the same shit?

Keep hiding whatever technology/information the governments of the world have been hiding about UFOs?

The jig is up.

Isn't it time to go Ape Shit?

[miniatureketchupbottles]

Should I make yet another tumblr for my meme reblogs bc they look so ugly on my blog they clutter my pretty space

[lifeisarageroom]

*me having a horrible idea.*

"should I do it?"

(others) - "no bro what the hell haha. Horrible idea."

(me). Ah hell I fuck around dude. That's what I do.

[mjfass]

I don’t know why I find the idea of Luchasaurus winning a singles title in AEW before Jungle Boy so funny, but I’ve been cackling non stop since the bell rang 😭😂

[kleyamarki]

no because what if i fucked around and applied to that academic librarian job

i’m not ~~~technically~~~ qualified yet but like………..I only have 2 semesters of school left…….I’m smart, I’m willing to learn, I want it SO BAD, I am an excellent schmoozer, and I literally already know the reference manager and have had great library convos with her already

it’s extremely extremely tempting

[snapeysister]

Thinking about it today... Moody's "Constant Vigilance" state of mind is a very difficult one to live with.

And while in "Harry Potter" this unmerciful imperative was directed at the reality of war in the Wizarding World, the real world's current social atmosphere and the increasingly hostile interactions between people even without being in a state of war - religiously, ideologically, politically, sexually motivated - make my ears ring with Moody's "advice". No matter if it is a friend or a foe I must deal with, I feel that without being constantly on alert to watch out so that no one may hurt or harm me, withiut holding the steering wheel firmly in my hands, I will lose myself to others. The innocence of the early years of childhood and teenage years is definitely gone.

This is, if anything, one of the central points where I identify with Severus Snape (and hence hold on to this fandom, as an escape while not actually being one, since it reflects much of my inner reality). One doesn't have to walk the same path to understand how it feels to lose one's innocent outlook on life and others, to lose trust, to experience gut-wrenching failure to the extent of wishing one's own existence away, to know what it's like to be betrayed, and used and left behind. And still cling to some sort of hope or at least, redemption...

[aramora]

No bc now I'm scared that the last show will be mostly new songs. I don't think I can handle that

[dashcon-two]

Prepare yourself.

[tododeku-or-bust]

Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

[noodles-and-tea]

Last one from the archives

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[grand-theft-carbohydrates]

stop using chatgpt!!!! take a bronze pin and carve your questions onto an ox scapula, then toss it into the fire!!!! use the cracks to divine the gods answer!!!!