#thinking about that one thang in chapter 3 with the little guy and the sword and kris and susie

[creaturizms]

My eyes are opening to see beyond the veil. I am learning of the existence of hues beyond my wildest imagination. I can see through the eyes of a crustacean

[transsexualhamlet]

ok girl this is for the thang. I know you haven't read yuumori in over a year but do liam for 13 & 23, hannibal for 20 & 27 n atsushi for 3 & 24 have fun!

answering this because i now have reblogged the ask game a second time... i forgor

ask game

Liam:

13. Your favorite friendship they have

Can I say him and Bond because I know they have barely spoken to each other in canon but in my mind they are besties and Bond tells Liam to "slay" and he gets all teary eyed and looks at his sword and bond is like IM SORRY

23. Future headcanon

Yeah the thing about this is that I'm not super caught up on the manga and the last chapter I read had barely started the current arc. So I'm not sure what's going on or what the situation even is but I sure do know the faggots live together. I think they just kind of safely fade into obscurity exactly how they want to except for when sherlock is a fucking attention whore but well, if they've made up their minds to live in fuckin america (sigh) when they're middle aged and prohibition is going on and there's a whole gay scene and everything I think they do VERY well for themselves. Liam will be just a well behaved little guy at the underground gay bar and sherlock will just drop "oh yeah liam used to kill people way back when it was pretty hot. you know how it is with [insert zodiac sign]" and twenty people and the drag king singing will go WHAT

Hannibal:

20. A weird headcanon

I think Hannibal gets invited to the Met Gala. Once. They do not appreciate his dedication to the craft and the theme by sewing a "flower suit" exclusively out of 1600s silks gotten by bribing museums and ethically sourced human skin from hospitals which is actively growing, you have to admit, really stunning flowers. They do not invite him again yet somehow this garners absolutely no suspicion

27. If they could meet a character from another show/movie/etc, who would be the most fun for them to meet?

I forgot this was for hannibal and was about to answer I would love to see liam meet light yagami because it would be HORRIBLE however this is in fact hannibal and I can actually be serious. god hmm. I honestly think I need to see him meet Melkor? It would be. A very interesting experience. I am imagining him smiling sitting cross legged at a fancy table inside of a comically large cage as Melkor studies him like a bug and watches as the bloodied and beaten corpses he shoves in get magically transformed into five course meals. Needless to say I think they would hit it off disgustingly well. And even if it didn't, Hannibal is just too hard to torture because he'll just be into it. Good situation for Hannibal no matter what like? Get to have a thoughtful correspondence with a spiteful, gory eldritch mass of a god for the low low price of Mairon poking at you like a dead animal a little bit

Atsushi:

3. A song that reminds me of them

Pinkish by Gerard Way and Sorry About Your Parents by Icon For Hire. The former because god. I really don't know how to explain it I have emotions. It's kind of about him and Akutagawa and it's kind of just about him and himself. And Sorry About Your Parents is just yeah that ones about Akutagawa lmao.

24. What do you think is a secret they have that they never told anyone?

Atsushi once accidentally witnessed Dazai sucking Fyodor off and well. Couldn't bring himself to bring it to the attention of the ADA because well how fucking could you . How would you bring that up. He's decided he just needs to stay silent forever

[owl-quill]

“I told you two it was a bad idea,” Senesh said for maybe the hundreth time since Pare had returned from the human world empty-handed and out of breath.

Pare ignored him. He agreed, but had let Sunny talk him into going for a first run before sunset. And now the little guy was possibly dead.

Looking from the gate, a patch of air that looked like a thin film of iridescent fog, to the other direction, where they’d sent a runner for help, Pare bit his lip. The Princess Marianne had been here, and ordered them to not follow before going to rescue Sunny herself. How much trouble would they be in if the Princess didn’t come back?

The next time he turned to the Fortress, a few pieces of the sunset sky seemed to be hurtling right towards him. The missile resolved itself to the shape of Princess Dawn, light blue dress and peach-coloured wings and, just then, wide, scared eyes. “Where’s Sunny is it true he was taken?!”

“Yes”

“Marianne?”

“Went to fetch him.” Pare pointed towards the gate.

Princess Dawn righted herself and squared her shoulders, taking a few breaths, each deeper and slower than the one before. That looked reassuring.

“I’ll help!”

“Princess, w–” Before Pare could finish, there was merely a ripple in the gate left of her. He dropped the hand that had gestured in her direction. “Oh dear.”

“So. They’re our princesses. Shouldn’t we go help?”

“They’re Royals, and one of ‘em gave us an order to stay here. royal orders are royal orders.”

“There comes the guard, let’s hear what they say.”

Dawn caught herself once she had crossed the gate. She was not familiar with the area, and nearly collided with a wooden fence. At its base there was a small hole where the ground was lower. A paw bigger than Dawn’s head appeared and scratches away more of the dry soil, prompting Dawn to a barely concealed squeak. Before she lost her nerve, she strained her wings to carry her straight up, over the fence and into the garden.

“Sunny? Sunny?” Dawn wanted to scream, but whispered instead, fluttering through the hedge and looking for any sign of him.

“Thang! Thang, come back here!”

Dawn ducked behind the broad leaves of a maple tree and tried to get closer to the source of that voice without being seen. It helped that she was well over the human’s eye level. Presumed human’s, anyway. Dawn hadn’t known humans came with blue hair.

He human walked back towards the hole in the fence - and the gate!

Dawn fluttered to and fro in a panic, undecided between trying to find Sunny and going back and warning folks or doing something, but before she decided on a course of action, the human came back, a hairy little beast in tow.

“Come on in, you bothered enough small creatures today,” she said to it.

Dawn went through with her idea as soon as it occurred: she flew up behind the human and held on to her hair. It was strangely coarse and scratchy, and it reeked, but despite of that Dawn furled her wings as tightly as she could and crawled into one of the huge, exaggerated curls. She bit her lip to keep quiet when the human raised a hand to her hair, but the human barely touched it.

Holding on to a thin strand of hair, as if that made the swaying any better, Dawn watched the scenery receeding behind them, trying not to wonder if that had been a good idea. They passed the little clump of forest, and orderly vegetable beds, and a veranda, before they went inside the human house.

“Bog, I got them!” The human closed the door behind her.

Dawn swallowed. She would have to find another way out. After finding Sunny.

“Thanks, Aura,” a deeper voice sounded from another room. That person kept talking more quietly, the words become more intellegible as Aura stepped through a doorway. “So, we’re finished for today, right?”

“Right.”

Dawn recognised that voice. She threw herself out of her hiding spot and flew up, yelling “Marianne!?” She just screamed in surprise when something pulled her back down and she fell on top of Aura’s head. A strand of air had wrapped itself around her ankle.

“What’s happening? What’s happening?”

“Hold still!” the other human snapped.

Aura did stop moving, but shot back, “Answer my question!”

Marianne appeared in Dawn’s field of vision, sword put away. That was reassuring.

“You’ve got a fairy stuck in your hair.”

“Really?” Aura sounded far too delighted. “Ohhh, can you take a photo?”

“No!” yelled two fairies in unison. And Dawn thought there was a third voice.

“Aw. Right, the Masquerade. Poo.”

“Marianne, what’s going on?”

“Everything’s all right, apart from you being stuck. What were you thinking, just rushing in here?” Marianne sure sounded peeved, like she had any reason to.

“I was following you!”

“Ugh, just let’s get you out of this.”

“Need any help?”

Dawn looked up at the other human. Way up. How tall did those crazy people grow?

“Thanks, I think I have it,” answered Marianne, who was fiddling with the hair wrapped around Dawn’s ankle.

Still baffled by the whole situation, Dawn waved at the taller human. “Um. Hi!”

“Hi.” Reading such a big face should have been easy, but it wasn’t.

“Dawn? Is that you? Is that Dawn?”

“Sunny?” Dawn beat her wings, and thanks to Marianne’s efforts slipped free of the strangely tacky hair.

Ignoring her sister, and the humans she was talking to (Marianne made a disgusted noise. “What did you do to your hair?” “Dye and hairspray?”), Dawn circled briefly before she spotted Sunny and made a beeline for him, ending with her alighting on the table and picking him up for a hug. “Sunny! Are you all right?”

“Yeah, fine, well, mostly, but–”

“What were you thinking, going off like that?! There’s a protocol for a reason!”

The elf’s ears drooped. “I just wanted to help.”

“It’s not helpful when you get killed! Got that?” Dawn was close to tears.

“OK, right, I’m sorry I scared you.”

“Oh, they’re such a cute couple,” Aura cooed.

Marianne rolled her eyes. If only the two of them would notice, maybe something could be done about it. Maybe. She sailed down to Aura’s shoulder and spoke quietly. “Fairy princess and elf commoner would be tricky to make work. There are even people wrinkling their noses at Sunny being our friend.”

“Oh! Some people… ugh”

“Hm.” Marianne raised her voice. “We should get back before anybody else shows up to rescue us.”

“Right!” Dawn grabbed Sunny’s hands and took off, visibly straining.

Sunny gave a startled yelp when they dropped a few centimetres before Dawn’s wings caught the air again, followed by a yelp when Bog scooped them out of the air.

“I think I can take you. Higher carrying capacity, as long as no-one expects me to fly.”

Dawn stood in his palm while Sunny stayed seated, and brushed off her dress. She looked up at Bog with a bright smile. “Thank you!”

Marianne concealed a sigh. They should not give the humans any more information about the gate, but this was the most practical solution. “All right, then. Let’s go!”