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@mizuki-exe.bsky.social

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"You look like you're doing really well," he pours various liquors into the cocktail shaker, along with some ice. Putting all the components together, he caps it off and shakes it. Sly really did look like a princess, huh... "I'm glad that you're feeling better. You deserve a break."

𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ̖́-‬@rhymaticdesires.bsky.social · 3w ago

he climbs up on a stool because short king. sitting up straight and batting his eyes like he is a princess. "err, good question. I don't even know myself. hahah~" a short pause there, maybe he feels genuinely happy but doesn't know the words to express it.

Mizuki stares at Hersha's hand. A part of him wants to react violently, and another part wants to seek information—what did Hersha do? Is Virus a part of it, too? One hand balls into a fist, but the other actually clasps Hersha's. "I don't believe you." A deadpan stare.

𝓗ersha.@serpentallmate.bsky.social · 3w ago

ㅤ “ Do I look like I'm joking? Perhaps they're from Dry Juice? What do you think? Want to find out? ”ㅤHe holds out his clawed hand. As if he's going to guide him like he's a child. ㅤ

"I hope you'll like it," Mizuki smiles softly at Sly as he moves behind the counter, fetching a fresh glass and a few of the bottled ingredients for the drink. "Besides all this today, how have you been feeling? You seem a lot more excited than usual."

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𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ̖́-‬@rhymaticdesires.bsky.social · 3w ago

"new recipe? alright i could be the first to try it~!" he swoons, exiting through the door and following right behind his lover to the bar.

"Your reputation and your health shouldn't ever mix, Sly," concern laces Mizuki's voice, but quickly fades whenever he sees how spry and energetic his partner was after the mention of drinks. "I got a new recipe in mind that you might like," he grins, washing his hands once more before heading ->

𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ̖́-‬@rhymaticdesires.bsky.social · 4w ago

the glimmer on his eyes shining at the mention of drinks! fucking finally. "yeah! go all out and surprise me. show me what you got baby." he quickly sits up like a corpse being revived via the shock pads. aaaand leaping off into his feet. yet, forgetting to put his shirt and jacket back on.

Wiping down some parts of the countertop, Mizuki looks up past a pair of patrons before spotting Majora—was not hard to miss him due to his height. "Ah, welcome in." He wipes his hands with the cloth, observing the man before him. He was. . strangely familiar.

Majjy@mujuraofchaos.bsky.social · 4w ago

@mizuki-exe.bsky.social A familiar tall man would saunter into the Black Needle. He was searching for a certain man he’d only seen once. The one Desire nearly killed.

Mizuki was handcuffed to a banister in some decrepit alleyway of Midorijima, facing off with a man in a black hoodie, a terrible familiar logo on the breast—Morphine. Glowering up from the ground, lip busted and eye swollen shut, Mizuki bore his bloody teeth at the hoodied man. "Go fuck 'yerself,"->

𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ̖́-‬@rhymaticdesires.bsky.social · 4w ago

i can relax.. ugh-" an exasperated sigh, sly mans up and leaves his house and begins on the search for his partner.

"Five years," Mizuki echoes, hands fidgeting in his lap. "Sounds like he's been dealt some really shitty hand of cards." Glancing out through the hospital window, Mizuki sighs, ruffling a hand through burgundy hair. "I just wish he hadn't taken it out on me—the guys at Dry Juice's ->

𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 ̖́-‬@rhymaticdesires.bsky.social · 4w ago

clicks his tongue, searching for an appropriate response to the question. "he's been doing fine. actually, been sober for the first time in... five years."