hinamori

greyscale closeup from bleach manga of momo hinamori



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    His insides burn, hot and scathing like the cigarettes the bullies pressed into his skin. He shakes his head and leans into Mahito’s touch. The man’s icy hand runs up and down his spine, spreading goosebumps.

    “You know, I never ask humans how they feel afterwards, but it’s not like they could answer,” says Mahito, laughing again. Junpei is in too much pain to respond, but Mahito pulls him up to rest his head on his shoulder.

    “You’re different though, Junpei,” Mahito whispers, breath tickling his temple. “You’re incredible.”

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    Junpei doesn't run after Mahito after the incident in Kinema Cinema. Too bad Mahito runs after him.

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    01 Jul 2021

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    “There is something…familiar about her,” Jeritza said to him one day when they both found themselves waiting outside the dining hall. They each shared a preference for the solitude that came later, after most of the students and faculty had eaten and only a guard or two, often quietly drunk, remained at the tables.

    Jeritza spoke clearly, as always, but the softness in his tone was the closest Byleth had ever heard of hesitation from him. He wasn’t sure how to respond—if the swordmaster was even fully aware of his presence, if the words were meant more for the wind than his own ears.

    And there is something familiar about you, he wanted to say but didn't.

    Byleth notices Jeritza's interest in Mercedes. He begins to wonder about his own connection to Jeritza.
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    05 Apr 2021

  3. Public Bookmark 37

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    Byleth’s memories before the events of Imperial Year 1180 are vague at best and nonexistent at worse, but he does remember a few things. Once, when he was younger, he had been curious enough to poke around in Father’s things while he wasn’t looking; when Father suddenly called and asked what he was holding, Byleth replied, “A knife,” and then ran off before Father could grab it from him. He has no recollection of what happened after that, only that it probably hadn’t ended well for anyone involved.

    He’s reminded of this now as he holds the training lance behind him, backed up against the wall as he is. “I am not letting you train our child in the lance, for the love of—”

    Byleth, Jeritza, and life after the war.
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    08 Mar 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 24

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    Byleth presses a hand to his chest, feels the thing that he held, kissed, ate, racing beneath his palm. “Your heart tasted like iron.”

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    Jeritza wants Byleth to take his life, his soul, the very heart that beats in his chest.

    Byleth, with the help of his Divine Pulse, does it.

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    23 Sep 2020

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    Canute does whatever he can to keep Thorfinn, though it might cost him everything.

    “You want to kill me now.”

    The words steal his breath with their truth. Thorfinn looks at him, from under his filthy bangs, eyes piercing and bruised. Something in Canute’s chest flips over at that look, at how wounded he is. He’s broken. He’s been broken from the first moment they met, but now he’s lost even Askeladd to hold his pieces together.

    “But if you fight me like this, it’s not fair. You have to wait until I get stronger. Be my guard until then, and I’ll duel you, warrior to warrior.”

    Thorfinn’s gaze is unflinching. Canute reaches behind him and pulls the dagger from the folds of his fur-lined cloak. The blade is a part of Thorfinn, like the crown is a part of Canute, now. He hands it over, hilt first.

    “Or, you can kill me today. Right now, right here.”

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    20 Aug 2020