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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    Makoto rescues a – snarky, pain-in-the-ass – cat from a tree. Who rescues him right back.

    For Daxii’s perfect prompt: Makoto and Haru meet at a Halloween party. Makoto’s a fireman and Haru’s a cat. Go.

    THANK YOU DEAR <3

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    26 Aug 2015

  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    “Boys are stupid.”

    Her mother stops folding her dress midway, blinking twice at her, and then she cocks her head. “Stupid, you say? Does that mean your father is stupid too?”

    Haku frowns at the question. Her father isn’t a boy, he is a father and an adult, completely different.

    “No, he isn’t,” she replies nonetheless. “Only the ones I fight.”

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    26 Aug 2015

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    Haru is the personification of death - a reaper, sent to earth to harvest the souls of the dead.

    Makoto is a dying sailor with a resilient soul, who Haru has come to reap.

    But all Haru wants is to be free.

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    24 Aug 2015

  4. Public Bookmark 23

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    Makoto didn't know what it was about himself that gave people the wrong idea, but everyone he told always seemed so surprised when they learned how much he disliked Valentine's Day.

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    Something sweet and sappy, given the day that is in it.

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    17 Aug 2015

  5. Public Bookmark 8

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    It caused cheeks to blush and speech to stammer and a small fire to churn in the pit of stomachs. It was an itch, or a craving, to see the other, to reach out and touch for longer than the half seconds from before, to feel more.

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    16 Aug 2015

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