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expiationlogs2024-04-01 04:57 pm
invinciblemikey) wrote in expiationlogs2024-04-01 04:57 pm
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(open & closed) broken hearts are made for two, one for me and one for you
Who: manjiro & you
Where: through aldrip for the month of april
What: it's the moment previous to his snapping, enjoy him semi-sane in here...
Warnings: violence, murder, dissociation, blood, more dissociation, ego death, existential shit thanks
i hope you make it out alive. ♪
Where: through aldrip for the month of april
What: it's the moment previous to his snapping, enjoy him semi-sane in here...
Warnings: violence, murder, dissociation, blood, more dissociation, ego death, existential shit thanks
i hope you make it out alive. ♪
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(how can a leader show this sort of weakness? will it change what his people think of him once he comes out asking for help? how hopeless are they if their leader's head isn't in the right place? if he's vulnerable like this, if he's weak. mikey'd rather die than do what he is about to tell yu to do, but nevertheless, manjiro can't help. he wasn't there to sort through what he thinks, what truly went down.
but yosuke was.)
... But you have to talk to Yosuke, if you're not trusting your own mind. He was there, wasn't he? He should be able to tell you what happened.
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Here is where the two of them differ: Mikey's tendency to obscure the truth, to present his strength and hide the rest, versus Yu's commitment to his own honesty. He trusts his team with his life, Yosuke most of all, and while they've never seen the ugly yellow-eyed side of him that he's sure exists, they've all seen him at his very weakest, at the moments of his deepest hurt. To be so vulnerable like this is uncomfortable, and it makes his soul squirm to be seen. But he knows, he knows, that this is where his true strength comes from, and that hiding himself away means he would never be able to access it.]
I will. Just, [His head hurts, all the thoughts and problems in it, and it's exhausting, and he's here, now. And in the end, it doesn't matter if it'll actually fix anything -- everything has been going and going and going, happening so much at a frenetic pace that, for now, he just needs to stop.
He tips his head, resting it on the other boy's shoulder.] --in a little while.
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manjiro gets his strength from how his people get his strength from him. he's a force of nature, a presence that is too great to be ignored, and one who picks at each issue, each burden, and makes them his own - but his burdens are his alone. in fact, after this, he'll find his memories around this house, and quietly sit and cement them in his poor, fragmented brain. alone, or with yu for company, but either way, he has never asked for help from nothing, no one - and his heart breaks a little that yu is in this situation right now, even if they see it differently.
so, all he can do is press the gentlest kiss to the top of the other's head, pulling him closer into an embrace.)
I got you for this little while.
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It's those three little words that finally get him to relax, though he'd never admit it aloud; in a way, it's hard to tell whether he consciously knows that it's those words that finally ease the resistances in him. They are both so fragmented right now, and it's so selfish to lean on him right now, Yu knows that, but--
--flatlining. she never did anything wrong, and yet in the end it's her small hand that's gone cold, and they all part with the fewest words possible because the scar of that loss is so deep, and he's not sure if he can bear to set foot in that little town ever again--
--but right now it hurts so much just to think.
Eventually, he'll have to sort it all out. And he will. He always does, somehow. But the shock is too fresh, so for right now--]
Thanks.
[He leans into the embrace, knowing full well that that one small words doesn't even come close to encompassing the gratitude he has for the other boy, right now.]
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perhaps all yu needs is for him to be there, and he won't go anywhere for now. his small hand caresses yu's short strands, as he gives a little sigh.
he couldn't ever shoot this man, could he?)