manjiro "street gang conflict" sano (
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(catch-all/open) seas would rise when i gave the word;
Who: manjiro sano
Where: a cliff near the sea, forest, and lupin!
What: just a catch-all to soothe my brainworms, during the blackout
Warnings: language, underage drinking, violence maybe
Where: a cliff near the sea, forest, and lupin!
What: just a catch-all to soothe my brainworms, during the blackout
Warnings: language, underage drinking, violence maybe
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'i'm going to be bigger than you, bro.'
and so, that's who he is. a violent man, who sets wars, wages them, protects his people through kicks and punches and blood, and yet, at most times, he yearns to be a kid. the cross he feels both fits just right on his back, but it also drags him down, combined with all the other burdens he feels are only his own. here, in aldrip, he's both these people, and now, on his own, nobody at all. he'd never stop waving the tokyo manji flag - all their fights, burdens, lives were given to manjiro. he can't take that lightly, and that's where he believes true strength lies. he can take, and he can take, and take a little bit more...
but then, he falters. his mind detaches, and he can't control himself, a fog of darkness comes clouds his vision, his feet move on their own, and he doesn't hate it. he needs it. like this, he can't falter, can't disappoint, can't be stopped... and it's horrifying, as much as he craves it.
yet, everyone is too good. yu is too good.
perhaps it's better if takemichi isn't here. god knows manjiro's hurt him enough. perhaps, just perhaps, it's better if he never sees anyone from home again. the things manjiro'd do to keep people safe from himself are nearly unspeakable. he doesn't want to. but if anyone would ever just see, without him having to talk it out, beg--
he can hold on a little longer. sleep listening to the heartbeat of a loved one, trying to commit it to memory for a lullaby when he leaves.
just a little longer. he can do that.)
Let's go home, Yuchin.
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And he sees the distance in the other boy's eyes, watches him looking far into the future, waiting for something to catch up to him.
So what happens when it does? He, Yu, would try to protect his friends. He went into the TV world alone to confront Adachi; he'd do it again, even if he knows it wouldn't be right. Yosuke would sacrifice himself to save a friend. And Mikey? Would he leave them all behind, or stay and fight?... the answer seems clear, but he'd be a fool to think anyone else would allow it.
Maybe this was what Izanami meant, when she said he represented "hope." The constant need to see the best in everyone; the blind determination to look at everything as a surmountable obstacle. The obnoxious inability to give up and leave things the hell alone, as he's sure Adachi would say.
Yu watches the horizon for a few quiet moments. And yet somehow, unlike Mikey, he's looking not into the distance but at things right here and now. Let's go home. He exhales, squeezing his arms around the other boy tighter for a moment before letting go. He can't see the future and he can't get lost in the past. All he can do is deal with the things right in front of him. Be in the moment, as they say.]
Yeah. Let's go.
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'when i killed the first time, i didn't feel anything and i thought that the difficulties of this world can be fixed with murder. all is well when you eliminate those who get in your way', he said, in a future that will most likely never happen. a future he would hate, a future he would fear. a future he gave in completely.
he doesn't want to here. he has a glimpse of what he can do, and he prefers to fight it on his on accord. very, very far away, so that doesn't happen. so, before they go, mikey's lips meet yu's in a kiss as breath-taking as the sunset behind them, like it could be the last.
every kiss is going to taste so bittersweet now.)
Stop getting distracted.
(bitch you kissed him)