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look what you've done
you're to blame for her losing herself
rose gone black
she knew it would go downhill eventually
we're not all saints
but you should've been there
when she bled out
you're to blame for her losing herself
rose gone black
she knew it would go downhill eventually
we're not all saints
but you should've been there
when she bled out
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Rin Okumura x Reader - Bittersweet Goodbye
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He was reluctant to let go of her.
The only woman he ever loved.
And who loved him in return.
But as fate would have it, the two would not be meant to be.
/-/-/-/
It was a beautiful summer morning. The inchoate sun stretching out into the sky; a glittering jewel of fantastic light. It dawned ever so majestically over Asiyah.
And then there was something not so majestic. Or rather someone.
The half-demonling sprawled in his sleep, snoring loudly. Light beams emanating from the sun graced his closed eyelids. He groaned and shielded his tiresome eyes with a pillow.
"Rise and shine Rin," his bright and e
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Rin Okumura x Reader - Bittersweet Goodbye [2]
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Rin wanted to clear the air. He truly wanted to. So much so that it drove him mad. However, he didn't know how to go about it. No matter how much he practiced, the words sounded insufficient. "Hey [Y/n], sorry about my dick move, you know, when you kissed me that time." Rin's chagrin was unabated. "At least I'm not Yukio. He's a guilty heart breaker."
"What about me, Rin?" The younger Okumura asked ominously. He gave his trademark "glasses glare of doom."
"Hahaha nothing Yukio." 'That face is so damn creepy.'
"That's what I thought. I hope you are prepared for today's exam."
"Is it a steep curb?"
"Yes."
"In that
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Anchor || Rin Okumura
[Rin Okumura x reader]
The library was quiet, allowing him to have a moment of peace. At the very beginning, Rin had loathed that place; always associated with boredom, the boy had dreaded the times his brother had forced him into spending time there. However, as times changed, he had come to enjoy the silence that always pervaded in it. It was the only place in the world where he could breathe without having someone flinch, where his yawns didn’t cause a commotion.
Whispers followed everywhere he went, and he was always assaulted with stares of utter fright and disdain.
As he thought about it, he wondered just how
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Because keeping grudges is like breathing nitrous oxide.