. . . . . . . . @necaautnecare.bsky.social He’s amused.

Another self-important little brat. Just what we need. Hmm. Reminds me of my childhood.

sometimes when i look in the mirror , i still see your face resting on my shoulder

Maybe he could learn to love him again, to love him as he is now and not cling to who he used to be.

In this universe, it’s not a coincidence that I’ve met myself. I know now why the waving flowers bloom.

I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,

you've been known to obsess over the future. do you think you'll ever get away from the past?

do you think even the worst person can change ?

Raises brow?

and this urge to run away from what i love is a sort of sadism i no longer pretend to understand

As my memory rests but never forgets what I lost

…. Why sweets. Why is he craving sweets. He doesn’t even fucking like sweets——

☆ : Just wanted to check notifs real quick before talking some time to unwind from work and…. Is that…. A Durin account I see….

☆ : Cracks back and dies

If Ajax wasn’t holding a knife, he’d be jabbing a finger into his side for the dramatics— But, for now, he’s settling with rolling his eyes, reaching up to give that blond streak a tug and leaving it at just that. He could see it, could expect it— And wouldn’t end up accidentally hurting himself +

He’s just…. Staring at @necaautnecare.bsky.social from where he was for a moment before eventually shuffling over and kicking (nudging) half-heartedly at the side of the ginger’s foot. An invitation in hand, raising a brow at him. “Did you get anything like this?”

…. …….. This shouldn’t be 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥. Ajax being able to just— 𝘋𝘰 that to him isn’t allowed. If his annoyed frown turned into something more petulant, less irritated and sharp with his frustration, don’t say a word to him. It has to be the hormones and the way that he feels not quite right in his +

it lives and breathes and it insists that is something

I'm a heartless puppet. Just moving around until I break.

“Scare them a little, maybe.” Now that’s his irritation still talking— But Ajax talking to him and offering to do it was making him relax, little by little, much to his surprise. Frowning slightly, sighing from through his nose before crossing his arms against his chest. “…. I probably know who +

He’s still…. Staring at him. Lips pressed together for a moment as he considered whether or not he should believe that. For now, he won’t press. “…. People were going to find out anyways. I just want to wring whoever’s neck who did it.”

…. The way Ajax reacted to this and responded isn’t sitting quite right— Pausing to stare, eyes narrowing slightly as he did. “What’s got 𝘺𝘰𝘶 bothered?”

“That’s how THEY’RE saying it, not me. I also didn’t say that’s what I wanted? I would’ve just preferred it to be private for longer and not have it being fucking blasted across Sumeru City’s gossip boards.”

“Someone found out about my checkups. And now the news is spreading across the Akademiya like wildfire—“

“I don’t know, maybe I will. Depends on if someone else from the Akademiya comments on my condition or not.”

“I know when you’re around, Buer.”

if you want me, come and steal me.

“What?”

“I could get away with murder again if I really wanted and yet here I am, not taking the easy opportunity to do it despite my own fucking sanity.”

don't you have a human heart? / no. it was taken from me.

the floor seemed wonderfully solid. it was comforting to know i had fallen and could fall no farther.

i am a creation both haunted and holy

Both brows immediately went up at that— Snorting a bit loudly, arms crossing and head tilting to the side. “…. So I’m standing in front of you and your first instinct is to look down at yourself? I’m not going to question that.”

. . . . He’s just— Going to stay quiet on that one. Side eyeing him.

“You didn’t have to say it out loud. Your face did all the talking for you. I saw it——“

.

“I’m not the one who called me short just now.”

Like he said. Temporary solution. The goal is to ‘take them out’, not take them out. Difference—

Well, now he definitely can’t if he tried. Unless he wants to lose the scarf to the hands of an annoyed Inazuman for an undetermined amount of time, that is. The look he was giving him was unimpressed, brow raised and arms crossing as he let Ajax fuss a bit, still holding onto the end of it as +

…. He knows you’re there, Buer.

You know what would fix it? Taking out his kneecaps.

…. No explanation? Seriously? That’s fucking rude. Wrinkles his nose a bit at him, head tipping slightly with the gentle pressure of it and huffing. He’s reaching out to grab at his scarf and tug at it— Just to make sure he doesn’t try walking away. “Are you going to explain why you’re dropping +

☆ : No one talk to me I’m mad (/lh) at Gjohn rn

…….. ……..…….. Oh, the little—— Wanderer’s attention was fully on her now with that explanation. Brows furrowed together as what she said sank in, mulling it over and starting to frown a bit now. With this, she…. Had a point. And something about how the little Goddess was still holding onto his +

Good. Don’t. But he’ll at least bite at whatever Ajax is trying to tell him with saying that, though. “…. No, I didn’t.”

He’s just staring down at her. Letter tilted slightly so that he could see past it, lips pressed together and brow raised as she tried to explain her reasons and why she’d want him there- the corners of them pulling slightly as they pressed into a thin-lipped line now. Attention flickering briefly +

“Aren’t you as old as I am?” The snark was almost immediate— Snorting a little as he silently took the letter to read it over, crossing one arm against his chest as his nose slowly wrinkled at seeing it’s in Fontaine, turning it over to see if there was anything else on it. Lips pressing together +