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“Sakura-san, are you… okay?" Nirei hesitantly questions. Perhaps it’s out of formality, because it’s quite evident that no, Sakura isn’t okay, because all he wanted to do was eat his stupid breakfast with his stupid friends in peace before the very person who ruined his life decided to waltz into Pothos like that, and it’s none other than—
“My father. That man… was my father.”or; A “special” visitor happens to show up at Sakura’s favorite restaurant one day… how will he finally deal with the darkest shadow of his past?
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“We’ve known each other for years. From training under the same master to our promotion as officers. Even if you two argue all the time, I know Rakta still cares for you. You care for him too, right Bacchus?”
The man in question stills. A beat passes, then two, after Sunfei voices his doubt. Then:
“…Yeah. I do.” Bacchus can admit this, at least. No matter the grievances he harbors towards his sworn brother, no matter how annoyed he gets, Bacchus undoubtedly cares for him. It’d be silly for him not to, no? He cares for and trusts him and Sunfei so much—so much so that Bacchus wishes he could simply be a bit more at ease around Rakta.
or; TFW when you (Bacchus) have two sworn brothers who are emotionally constipated but the one your age is less so than the youngest. Even if he annoys you to death. Even when you harbor feelings that go beyond the bond of sworn siblings. There may or may not be questionable tea involved (and drunk) to confront your stalemate with him.
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i’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck by nijikas
Fandoms: Wind Breaker - にいさとる | Nii Satoru (Manga)
31 Aug 2025
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Above all, he’s always wanted to fight someone strong. And Suo is strong—terrifyingly so.
Shelving most of his personal desires away, Sakura sets his proposition forth.
“Fight me.” he blurts.
“No.” Suo bluntly responds.
or; in which Suo absconds from Bofurin, and Sakura attempts to drag him back.
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She pulls down her shirt and draws the gaze to her neck. They could just do what they used to do.
There is a bite there right after, something she had to cover up when they were so young and so in love. She could feel her skin splitting, warmth overspilling onto her shirt, dying it a brilliant red. Ah, so angels still bleed.
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25 Dec 2024