{"id":2025,"date":"2014-11-29T04:09:57","date_gmt":"2014-11-29T04:09:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/2014\/11\/29\/haunt-me\/"},"modified":"2014-11-29T04:09:57","modified_gmt":"2014-11-29T04:09:57","slug":"haunt-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/2014\/11\/29\/haunt-me\/","title":{"rendered":"Haunt me."},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote>\n<p><span>Leave a \u201c<\/span><span>Haunt Me<\/span><span>\u201d in my ask, and I\u2019ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours<\/span><em>[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify<\/em><span>.]<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><span><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/31.media.tumblr.com\/d4818d35761029a914fd28ec5af6c742\/tumblr_inline_nfs85tJLko1rms2iz.jpg\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p>It was highly unlikely, Hakuba thought, that anyone knew that he was still around. But so many things had become clear to him now that he was dead that the once-detective was not, in any way, surprised. He hadn&rsquo;t been a fool to believe in ghosts while he&rsquo;d lived, and now, trapped in this miserable existence, he only wished he could tell them how wrong they had been.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Not that it would have mattered. It certainly didn&rsquo;t for Janus, he thought, observing the killer&rsquo;s actions day-to-day, lurking from whatever shadows he found most comfortable. The man lived like he&rsquo;d been haunted all his life, why would adding another spectral spectator be any different at all? It wasn&rsquo;t as if Hakuba could talk to the others, anyway&hellip; so many spirits, drifting uselessly behind the Osakan, trailing after what tastes of energy they could scrounge up, latently trying to survive.<\/p>\n<p>That&rsquo;s really all that they did&hellip; survive. No one had enjoyed being killed, but the damned assassin had been so good that most, Hakuba thought, hadn&rsquo;t even known it was coming. Hadn&rsquo;t even had enough time to be upset at being murdered, much less at whoever had done it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He, though&hellip; he knew exactly who had done it, though the reason still baffled him. Hadn&rsquo;t they been in love? That&rsquo;s what the other had said, anyway. That&rsquo;s what he&rsquo;d thought that ring had meant. But all of those promises meant nothing once his own blood had been washed down the drain, hadn&rsquo;t it?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Miserable&hellip; they were both miserable, caught in a constant spiral of hate and regret. Hate for themselves, hate for others. Regret for what they&rsquo;d done, regret for what they hadn&rsquo;t. Did it even matter? Had it all been pointless?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Some days he thought of nothing but revenge&hellip; trying to cause his former lover pain. Perhaps, if he had, it would somehow make up for ending his life. But no&hellip; no, it really was useless. Janus was nothing\u00a0<em>but<\/em> pain already, and even though he hated him with every immaterial piece of his being, he knew that, deep down, he should have seen it coming&hellip; that he&#8217;d\u00a0<em>known<\/em> it would happen&hellip;<\/p>\n<p>&hellip;and that he loved him, still, anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Leave a \u201cHaunt Me\u201d in my ask, and I\u2019ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours[as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.] It was highly unlikely, Hakuba thought, that anyone knew that he was still around. But so many things had become clear to him now that [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[825,1606,1607],"class_list":["post-2025","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-answers","tag-drabbles","tag-osakansax"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2025"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2025\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2025"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2025"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/archive.gabapple.com\/tumblr\/whiteknighthakuba\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2025"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}