Staring back at you Staring back at me Inside of our own closed off world Mukuro Estraneo stayed under the tree, away from the chattering crowd. He watched as a certain brunette laughed innocently and joyously with his friends. The brunette suddenly turned around, as if feeling his presence, and looked at him. For a […]
Requested by curlyhairflip Nonoo really loved his grandson. So when he saw Tsuna crying due to having been bullied on his fifteenth birthday, he decided to share something to him. By the time I was your age, I’d give anything To fall in love truly, was all I could think “When I was your age, […]
It supposed to be a joke. A simple prank. Now look at her. She’s suffering over her loss. The loss of her lover. And I caused it. I went to her and patted her head gently. She looked up at me with tears. She said, “Brother…” I love her. I know its a sin–loving her […]
I flop down on the bed and sigh. Today was tiring. My teacher got mad at me for something stupid. Too many requirements. My friends are slowly leaving me alone. My parents too. My heart…feels cold. I felt the cold air and shivered. I got the comforter and quickly curled myself up. I was alone […]
I looked around my surroundings. The sky was a deep red, the blue sky that we all know was gone forever. The trees and flowers were practically burnt; black and brown, and seemingly hanging from a thread; dying. No one was around me. No one alive. In the middle of the restless city Stopped by […]
Silence. That was what was hanging in the air. It was so suffocating. No words, no sounds, just staring. Staring into a pair of eyes that belong to someone that you love. At least, used to love. It all happened awhile ago. He walked in on them hugging, on a bed, half naked. In silence. […]
My Beloved Doll (La mia bambola amata) Byakuran was happy. Very happy. Happy that he got what he wanted. Sawada Tsunayoshi. Yes, he wanted the Vongola Decimo. He wanted him to become his doll. His plaything. His toy. His property. He wanted him because he wanted a plaything to break. And he was the perfect […]
6,927. That’s how many times Mukuro has been hurt. May it be stabbed, sliced, punched, kicked,and shot. Yet nothing could compare to the number of times Sawada Tsunayoshi has hurt him. Twice. A small number, is it not? Yet, these two times hurt Mukuro so much more than being stabbed or shot. After all, he […]
Sequel to “Oyasumi.” Beep. Beep. Beep. These sounds. The beeping sound coming from the machines. He hates it. Those sounds are a reminder to him. It reminds him that it’s keeping him alive. Making sure he doesn’t die. Dying. He still can’t wrap his head around that fact. He’s dying. Leaving. Eternally asleep. Gone forever. […]
Beep. Beep. Beep. The machines keeping him alive beeped nonstop, as if reminding him that he’s dying. Dying. He can’t seem to wrap his head around that fact. He was dying. Leaving. Never coming back. Never ending sleep. Gone forever. He can’t. He just can’t accept it. The omnivore can’t die. He’s strong. He is […]
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