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⠀ < ・・・ I, VENGEANCE, LOVER OF SOLITUDE —— HAITANI RAN TRRP | BONTEN/30 YR OLD | AU: rendered mute by gunshot wound to the throat WARNINGS: depiction of unhealthy relationships graphic violence do not follow with ease. ⠀
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( why, of course... that's because he has been covered in them all day. ^^ without a further word, ran sets arata's small figure in the crook of his elbow, carrying them like a small child. ) I think you are due for a trip in the laundromat. ^^
( they roll their eyes, and in retaliation - pushes against him again before whispering: you smell like blood and gunpowder, ranny. ✨
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( well, it's hard to guarantee, with how annoying these little bugs can be; but he supposed it is his role as bonten top brass to be quick and efficient. it's too much work to say all that aloud, anyway, so he simply bows lower, acquiescing with a simple "yes". )
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well... would you like to see the results of my work? ^^
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( arata takes on the role of a plush toy for the moment. ran presses their cheeks close together, and whispers: my dear... you smell entirely of soot and dust. ^^
( WAAAAAH-- OOF! ) ( immediately cuddles into him. ) MY BEAUITFUL RANNNYYY~
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( dodges to the side~ clotheslines(?) them in the stomach while doing so~ and scoops them up and swings them around~ Arataaaaaaaa~~~~ 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 )
( BODY SLAMS ) RAAAAANNNYYYY!
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×| my favoirite joke on earth is that ran is a man who should have been a woman *not a joke *we had a storyline for this *it was a 1 in a 5 million chance good end storyline
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^^ 🌸 ( opens his arms wide. come. )
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( very formal and polite bow, one hand cordially folded behind his back, the other in front of his stomach. in an airy, voiceless whisper: taking care of business. I was late; my sincerest apologies, leader.
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・・・ 碎花乱 retweeted
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I WATCH MY GUARDIAN ANGEL LEAVE THE BUILDING. I AM MY ONLY FRIEND.
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×| let me get serious ab remaking izana hoo boy
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^^🌸 and, pray tell, what might they be?
you have nothing to laugh at
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rather——what sins, do you think, are hefty enough for me to pay?
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( Laughs! He owes them a lot, indeed. Weeks have gone by in that hospital room... and before that, hours shaved away by that improper thing he calls 'work', which he loves and loathes, the latter only because it takes time away from his only other love. He would've been quite
That sounds really nice, actually. We can be just Arata and Ran. No work... no stress... ( The closeness is loved, and all they can do is smile. Even if they're cold, Ran warms them with ease. ) You owe me a lot of hours, stickbug!
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content living the way he does. But, with Arata in the hospital, away from the safety of their home, he has to contend with his absence... ) Hey, calling me names is not going to do you favours... 🌸 ( Kisses them on their lips. Jesting, of course. ) I'll do you so well you
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forget the concept of time. ♡
( Arata's hands are cold, but that is something he is well-accustomed to now. His little lover, always cold, searching for warmth... ) We were talking about a cabin, right? We can stick to that... A corner of the world nobody can touch... ♡ ( He leans close, touching their
( Wiping their hands off after throwing the items away, Arata sits back down, obviously giddy. Hands reach out to grab Ran's long, thin fingers, letting them interlock together. ) Aaaand... he said I can go out and travel. Just no swimming yet! So... Can we go back to
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foreheads together. The brim of the plastic shield brushes his eyelashes. ) We'll get to make up for lost time too. Doing what we do best. 🌸