

RisksHe doesnt even remember whose idea it was to sleep in the same bed. Under the same covers. On the same mattress. On the same pillow. Alone.Risks
Remus Lupin likes his bed. He likes being able to let his arm roam left and his leg take up the right so hes sprawled across the bed like a gargantuan human X, taking up as much room as possible and not worrying about whacking someones nose broken in his sleep. Or yanking away the sheets so theyre all his and hes securely wrapped up in them like a burrito. Or accidentally hugging a torso that resembled the squishiness of a well-fluffed pillow. At night, all memor


HumanDespite contrary belief, Beyond Birthday had gotten what he wanted.Human
And he was perfectly happy suffering in a cell because of it. For every bit of happiness he gained, he had to give something in return, like a twisted, pessimistic bargain with life. But Beyond didnt mind. As long as he got what he wanted.
And what he had wanted was attention from L Lawliet.
Playing the game of capturing someones attentiveness, capturing their eyes, capturing their respect, was one that needed to be tailored individually. If L had made the unorthodox choice to engage in a profession such as a fireman, Beyond


He Had Looked HappyThere was a very good chance that Sena wouldnt make it through the rest of the evening.He Had Looked Happy
After almost falling asleep on Suzunas shoulder, Sena knew that the exhaustion of the game would have him sleeping until noon the next day, if only he could. But if there was one place he could go that would have him dancing on eggshells all night long and not even consider taking a peaceful nap, it was on the other side of the door he was facing.
He had heard from Monta that it was a friendly water party but Sena had enough sense to figure that after Hiruma had sauntered in with kegs of who-knew-what, the


Which Is WhyRui Habashira was a master of pain.Which Is Why
He knew what it felt like to endure it, to give it, and how to avoid it. He wouldnt necessarily call himself an expert of torture, but if he was by any instance plucked from his current body and thrown into one of a feared commander in the Civil War, he knew he could learn the tricks of amputating and whips just as quickly.
While he never paid attention in anatomy class, Rui knew perfectly well where pressure points were. As human beings, natural instinct taught all creatures that in times of distress, an adrenaline-pumped punch could save them. Bringing pain was in the habit