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On BSD’s Poe and The Cask of Amontillado — methodical violence

For all that Poe is characterized as soft (and rightfully so) I’ve always thought it was curious how easily he is given to violence, especially as it relates to Ranpo.

For the below analysis of Poe, I will be comparing Poe to the narrator of the Cask of Amontillado, Ranpo to Fortunado, and Poe’s novel to specific part of the catacombs where Fortunado was walled in.

1. The Motive

Poe spent 6 years plotting the murder of a man who beat him in a detective competition, which I’m fairly certain is a reference to the narrator in Cask of Amontillado (abbreviated hence as Cask)

when [Fortunado] ventured upon insult I vowed revenge

Fortunado is the man the narrator kills, and for a similar reason to which Poe wanted to kill Ranpo (humiliation). In fact, this entire first paragraph delves into reasoning that Poe follows in his revenge against Ranpo. Notably:

[A wrong] is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.

And Poe makes it very clear to Ranpo that he felt humiliated by Ranpo, and what he felt humiliated by. He tries to make himself felt to Ranpo, and we see this with how he tries to remind the detective of their history.

2. The Identity and Treatment of the Victim

Both Ranpo and Fortunado are:

1. Better than and are arrogant about a skill which the narrator also takes pride in. Ranpo is astonishingly brilliant (moreso than Poe) while Fortunado is someone who “prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine” and the narrator is also “skilful in the Italian vintage”. Ranpo also repeatedly brags about his intelligence/super-deduction and calls other people stupid, just like Fortunado insists that he is the better expert on wine than the other people the narrator brings up, and calls one of them “an ignoramus”.

2. Killed (or attempted to be killed) by in a test of the aforementioned, shared skill. Ranpo is lured into a mystery novel while Fortunado is lured into a cellar to taste wine.

3. People who will be missed, “unlike” the killer. Ranpo is the agency’s pillar while Poe works for the guild which is all “money and violence”. Poe even remarks that he envied Ranpo’s praise, and that he himself cannot stomach the world much. Fortunado was said by the narrator to be “rich, respected, admired, beloved; you are happy, as once I was. You are a man to be missed”.

4. “Lucky” people. Poe viewed Ranpo as lucky for being the holder of glory and praise and for being blessed with the super deduction ability, unlike the “disgraced” Poe. Fortunado’s name literally means fortunate.

5. Locked in a place to die where others have already died. As the novel’s murderer, Ranpo likely would’ve been one of if not the last person to die, and when he did he’d have died among corpses, much like Fortunado died in the catacombs.

6. Meant to be slowly killed. Since again, Ranpo(‘s character) would’ve probably outlasted everyone else it’s likely that it would’ve taken a while for him to die, while Fortunado is literally walled into the cellar and presumably died of dehydration/starvation/suffocation/etc. It’s also possible that has Ranpo not figured out the killer, he would’ve died of the same cause (since, who knows if there was food in that novel).

3. Method of Madness — fair and escapable, up to a point

To me, the above similarities that Poe is like the narrator as well. This in mind, and considering canon actions, I do think that Poe is intensely and easily given to violence when moved to be. However, I also think this happens only in regard to Ranpo.

However, I also think he is principled and intentional about this violence. He gives Ranpo a fair chance. He has all the Guild’s resources at his disposal and probably could’ve done more to kill the man of all he wanted to do was kill, but no—he wanted to beat Ranpo at his own game. He wanted to redress the insult he suffered as the narrator of Cask did when he lured Fortunado into a game.

The narrator of Cask of Amontillado invited (did not force, only perhaps poke the ego of) Fortunado gave Fortunado plenty of chances to leave, even offered multiple times to take him back out when he began to cough / show ill health (though depending on interpretation, these may have been done to goad Fortunado into continuing). Similarly, Poe gave Ranpo a challenge (which he willingly took) and every chance to back out before he entered the book.

However, as Fortunado’s desire to prove his skill in wine tasting led him to be walled into the catacombs, Ranpo’s desire for the Guild info led him into the book. From there, both of their situations were escapable (or at least they were meant to be).

Also, if you’re wondering why I think the novel is specifically the part of the catacombs that Fortunado was walled into (and not the trip down to the catacombs itself), just look at this image:

Bricked in, much like Fortunado.

All of this leads me to believe that to Poe, revenge was not about the ends, but the method. The ends had no meaning of the method did not address his revenge appropriately. Poe himself suggests this as well when he mentions that the Guild’s violence bores him. The Guild’s violence is just violence, but Poe’s violence towards Ranpo is methodical, intentional, meaningful, and cruel. This leads me into…

4. Blasé Regard of Violence

Take this scene from the Cask:

“Enough,” he said; “the cough is a mere nothing; it will not kill me. I shall not die of a cough.”

“True — true,

And this scene from chapter 32:

It’s a bit subtle, but both killers reference that their victim is going to die. The narrator in Cask says “true” because indeed Fortunado would not die of a cough, but of whatever killed him in the catacombs. And in Poe’s eyes (since he believed he would successfully kill Ranpo), Ranpo would “practically die to secure that info”.

Neither of them feel guilt, or even give a thought about feeling guilt, for what they’re doing.

I also want to note that I don’t think either the narrator in Cask nor Poe necessarily enjoy the inflicting of violence. They just… do it. The violence is not blood or pain to relish in, but the vector of their revenge. When Yosano “dies” in the novel and Ranpo is anguished, Poe does not shout about delighting in Ranpo’s misery, but rather is just glad to have beaten him.

The violence is part of these two killers’ method, and the method does matter to them (more than the outcome, even), but the violence is not the part of the method that matters. It is an avenue through which the method is delivered.

As a closing note, I also leave with you the observation that we only get the name of the narrator of The Cask of Amontillado, Montresor, at the very end of the story (when Fortunado has been almost completely walled in), just as Ranpo only claims to remember Poe after he’s gotten out of the novel.

My personal thoughts on Poe’s relationship to Ranpo (IE, not analysis of Poe and Cask) will be below the cut.

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Personal RanPoe Thoughts

Poe is a little insane.

I really do like thinking about his desire to take violent revenge on Ranpo without actually caring about the violence part is a super cool thing to explore.

I also, again, think that this disposition to violence is Ranpo-specific; that Poe would not be as violent towards anyone other than Ranpo or unless Ranpo was involved. Ranpo and all his arrogance and brilliance. Ranpo as the loved, praised man he is.

I also do not think Poe wants to hurt Ranpo anymore, just for the record (and again I don’t think it was ever about causing harm, just satisfying his own vengeance), neither do I view him as possessive (I mean, we see him happily cheering for Ranpo’s intellectual prowess being recognized during the Perfect Crime arc).

What I do think is that Poe is willing to do just about anything for Ranpo, and to extremes. We see that he easily bets on Guild secrets away—screwing over the group that pays him an unholy amount of money—in order to have Ranpo’s attention and that he’ll write entire books on Ranpo’s whims (I haven’t counted the number of books Ranpo’s used throughout the manga but it’s not a small number of entire novels written in what I assume was less than a year). And while we haven’t seen Poe be violent again, I do think it’s possible.

This is all to say, if you wanna know where my brain has been today, it’s been thinking up scenes like this:

It was plain to see that Ranpo was made to be loved. His voice was loud, his grins were broad, and no better was there ever a moment to celebrate than when he snatched up his glasses and declared,

“Now, my super-deduction will reveal the truth behind this case!”

To deny Ranpo the right to be loved by the public was to deny who Ranpo was. Poe would have nothing else but the whole of him locked at the forefront of his mind.

I think this interpretation is also neat to think about in regards to the recent arc, but I didn’t have the brain space to write something like that today.

I have more RanPoe thoughts, but those will have to wait until a later post (as this is meant to specifically be focused on Poe, The Cask of Amontillado, and violence). Soon, soon.

To be explored in the future… Ranpo’s and Poe’s relationships to feelings of alienation.

[justyuuko]

Drawing yuu’s/ ocs in outfits I’ve worn part 2/2

Part one

!!Likes do nothing, Reblog instead!!

Vizzie: @twistedwonderlandshenanigans

Ashi: @ashipiko

Suzuanne: @carameldansan

Yuulis: @tartppola

Draven: @justm3di0cr3

Juno: @ai-kan1

comments are more than appreciated. but reblogs help the content reach more people so please reblog if you want to like<3 likes do nothing. Seriously, don’t like, reblog.

[justyuuko]

Question

More of a question for the bsd community of Tumblr. What character work do you find the least ? Which character would you like to see more in writings and drawings? Solely for them or reader interactives. Anything honestly.

I'm hyperfixating on Bungou stray dogs so much and want to actively commit to character studies and write for them, either X readers (what I focus on mostly) or just character things or ships, Rare-pairs (as long as they're legal), anything, really.

Though, I'd put forward, I love tragedic choices, if I could, I'd love to make you cry in any way possible. And another point, The only ship I am not very insistent on writing is SSK. It's because that ship has so much media coverage that no one really needs another person to cover that bit.

So, Yeah. What's something you would like to see more of ? It can be anything, from ships to character write ups, even drawings (I'd love to draw any one of them, I've drawn Sigma and Atsushi once before. They're my babies.). Please tell me.

(Once in a blue moon post.... College's keeping me busier than I've expected.)

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✧. *ೃ༄ Not now, not ever.

༄ "Ah... How I wish to apologise to you for not conveying sooner. Yet, Izumi... There isn't enough courage in the world that would make me speak out... I'll meet you soon. Some sunny day perhaps."

T.W: Character death, Bad ending.

…. Ah, how bitter was the feeling that filled their heart. How their lungs would squeeze, unable to pass on a breath, their eyes would avert away from them. How… bitter. Their tongue tastes sour, their gaze seems to not be able to take in such a bright picture. Call them selfish but they're human, aren't they meant to be selfish ?

[Name] never thought that would fill their head each time they saw the little couple. They never thought… their chest would have, blue- blue and red dripping from their mouth. They never thought they'd be filled with such bitterness, one that didn't seem to leave their tongue and neither their mind. Bitter it was but could they hate the two…? Izumi finally looked happy, he finally looked like he belonged and it was with Hori. Not them. It was not with their cowardly self who just mulled in resentment, letting their heart fill with that thick bitter liquid.

Rain pattered on their window as they awaited the arrival of their friends, the lovely couple they… They adored yet couldn't help themselves from hating. Was it their human nature compelling them to feel guilt towards them every time they saw the two together ? Or was it just them, them and their utter selfishness that made them yearn for a love they clearly knew they wouldn't be able to attain… They couldn't tell, they wished they could've though.

A bell rang throughout the hallways, their attention diverting from the droplets of rain falling upon their window. How the droplets would chase one another to make a whole, would they ever be able to experience something such as that ? Something so pure that it looked mesmerising to the human eye. They didn't think they would. Why ? Because they were a fool. A fool in love going on a path forward to their demise.

Much like the rain, [Name]'s footsteps too rang along the hallway, pitter-patter little steps as they made their way to the front door. A smile that reached their eyes blooming on their face instantly when they opened it to greet Hori and Izumi. How ugly, their mind would supply. How ugly and vile were they, their thoughts to have sought out someone who was clearly already in love with someone else. Someone better, someone capable, someone who did not run away from her emotions.

Someone who was deserving of him unlike them.

"Come in! What are you waiting for idiots, it's raining too heavily." Their voice melodious, without a hint of the turmoil they felt inside. It was on these days they felt worse. It was on these days it hurt to breathe, they felt suffocated. They couldn't decipher if it was emotional… Or physical. It was hard to.

[Name] stepped aside, inviting their two friends inside their house. They were happy for them, that much was obvious, if they weren't they wouldn't have been entertaining Izumi or Hori by relentlessly teasing about their relationship. He cut his hair, They think he looks different. Not just in looks but he… He seems different. It was a positive change, one they couldn't bring in him even after being with him for longer than her. Yet she did, that's why they'd never be the best for him.

The trio talked, gossiped, [Name] even made sure to tease them and note down their little secrets. If they asked [Name] why ? They'd answer with a simple, "Blackmail." after sticking their tongue out at them. They'd sighed, their chest filled with an amalgamation of emotions, ones that [Name] did not want to acknowledge. One that… They were ignoring in this pleasant moment. But one of them was prominent or was it becoming something of importance ?

They pardoned themself from the two, a hot- searing pain filling their lungs as their feet tapped against the wooden floorboards. Their feet leading them to the bathroom they locked themselves in, hunching over the sink.

Blue, there's too much blue and then the red trickles down their chin, pouring out of their lips as they hacked and coughed. They felt suffocated, it hurt to breath as petals after petals fell upon their sink, blood dripping down on the white ceramic. [Name] could feel themself shaking, their fingers tight holding onto the sink. It had only gotten worse since then, their feelings, their health and these goddamn flowers.

They leaned over the sink, their head felt light as if someone had filled it with cotton, it also felt clogged. Their lungs felt heavy, their eyes dull as they saw the black at the end of their vision, they coughed again, blue rose petals dropping out of their lips with difficulty. A rose, full bloomed, poured out of their mouth, coated in red, their red. Their eyes wide with realisation, yet they couldn't grasp what they were feeling. Relief, that they wouldn't have to suffer anymore ? That they wouldn't have to… To deem themselves cowardly ? Or envy, because it was not fair. How dare it be them who was walking on a path of destruction. How dare they not get a choice except death.

How…. Dare they fall for Miyamura Izumi even with so many choices out there in this world. Why did it have to be him, why did it have to be them….

Alas, they couldn't do anything about it. They could do nothing about it as the door to their bathroom opened, Izumi and Hori looked concerned, their eyes flying open as they landed on the sink filled with blue petals and their blood, some still dripping down their chin.

[Name] could see the dread fill their expression, could see the look of panic in them as they took notice of his eyes that didn't seem to lose that dullness.

The look of horror when they noticed that their breathing only got slower.

The look of…. Fear on their faces, fear for [Name]'s life as they swayed forward, collapsing onto the floor.

The blue rose remained on the sink, exposed to the world as the petals stole the life [Name] had in them. They couldn't hear Izumi, they couldn't hear Hori, all they could hear was a static filling his ears. Hori and Izumi seemed to be screaming, the girl was stepping out of the bathroom to make a call. Through eyes filled with haze, [Name] assumed it was an ambulance.

Izumi clutched [Name] close to himself, they saw the tears in his eyes. And oh…. How unfair of them, how cruel of them to do this to him. To the one they deemed as perfect. Bloodied fingers caressed Miyamura's cheek, a weak smile dancing on their lips as they coughed again. Their breathing caught in their throat.

"I-zu-mi-.... I love you…"

And wasn't that just cruel of them, wasn't that just…. Selfish ? Izumi knew now, but their love would never be requited, because his heart belonged to Hori and no one else. But when their eyes shut down from exhaustion, they couldn't help but notice the look of despair filling his face… [Name] thinks it doesn't suit him.

Ah…. How peaceful this was, even with the lump growing on their throat, only peace filled their body. How peaceful it was to die in the arms of someone they loved…. But how cruel, they apologise, Izumi. They couldn't stay any longer with him and Hori, they couldn't see his journey.

After all, even through death, they were still a coward. A coward who was only able to admit it because it was their last moment…. There was no possibility of this ruining their friendship, one that they treasured more than their bonds with their family. There was…. No possibility of betraying Hori and Izumi, so, they said it. Because they were selfish, because they were a coward and because in their final moments…. They needed him to know how much they adored him.

When the ambulance arrived, blue, vibrant roses were around Izumi and [Name]. Izumi, who was now holding onto his dead friend, he looked horrified, tears left his eyes rapidly. Horrified of their words, horrified of their death…. Horrified that they didn't notice sooner, that he didn't notice sooner that [Name] was leading himself through a path of self destruction.

A single full bloom remained over [Name]'s lips, a drop of red on its petal….

I'm sorry, Izumi. They'd have whispered if they could have. But they couldn't because they were dead.

@plusea @liewastooshort @metazurials @syyyy4ever Hahaha.... Haha, This was in my drafts for so long. Sorry about the delay ! Enjoy....!

[justyuuko]

no amount of bird posts i make can ever capture how truly strange bitterns are

[justyuuko]

You're too nice wjddbj, Also did NOT expect the Aroace flag but let's goooo !

Sorry for the intrusion, I just wanted to see what flag you can make from my pfp and banner...? If it's no problem of course. Hope you have a nice day!

I don't mind,

just for the record y'all never need to apologize to me for anything I don't care lol.

[justyuuko]

So, for the second choice. They don't get together but Miyamura finds out, The reader will, i assure you, die in both the second and third one but in the first one.... Ehe— If you didn't know, I do love me some angst <33.

So, Dear readers. What's gonna be your verdict ? Find out in a week ! Probably.

[justyuuko]

I'm feeling impulsive right now folks. What do you say about a fockin' twisted wonderland themed account. Of course I'll still try to run dis (nuts) one cause .... It's still kinda dead.

Also, did you know, Our grade had been given investigatory projects. And my group was given the task to search for hundred local medicinal plants, yeah ? I for real did not know we even HAD that many plants with medicinal benefits. IT BLEW MY MIND WHEN MY MUM DROVE US THROUGH STOPPING AT PLACES GOING, "oh, that's one. You should click a picture. It's called sotiyona. Ah there's one, that's bihlangani. Ah, There is one to-"

Pine, the, the one with pinecones, they have health benefits. They,

Pine is used for upper and lower respiratory tract swelling (inflammation), stuffy nose, hoarseness, common cold, cough or bronchitis, fevers, tendency towards infection, and blood pressure problems. Some people apply pine directly to the skin for mild muscle pain and nerve pain.

I did not know that. (Credits to Google, I'd love to applaud that website. It found out actual plants from my bs names-)

This week has been mind blowing, cause me, being me, and being influenced by my parents and stuff. Thought that you should not! have sour things in your periods. Myth, it's not true, You can have sour food. It's good, enriched in vitamin C. And your body needs that vitamin.

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✧. *ೃ༄ Maybe in another life....

༄ "Perhaps in another life. We'll meet again. And this once, I'll have the courage to face my yearn for you."

It was fairly well known that Miyamura and Hori were in a relationship. A new budding couple among the numerous other ones of school ! In instances to onlookers it might've looked crazy but the both were happy and that was enough. They were ecstatic to be in the presence of each other. The awkward Izumi who could act bold when push came to shove and the bold Kyoko who was ready to fend anyone off who would try to intimidate her, also someone with weird kinks.... They were a perfect couple through a through ! Adorable and full of love for each other, even in the eyes of [Name].

[Name] who was a coward, someone who liked Miyamura since the beginning of High school but could not bring themselves to ask for the sacred love from such an innocent boy, they were simply undeserving by their self made standards. Thought themselves to be tainted for him to love. It was a weird thought, not something a middle schooler should have. But, They didn't think of themselves as very normal!— Or thought they fit societal standards. Even if they'd been albeit weird, they were still the main supporter of Horimiya. A backbone which always made sure the two were protected and safe from negativity. "Negativity begone!—" Is what they'd say.

But that did not mean they weren't jealous.... They were ! And that made them feel more selfish. Why couldn't they just be happy for the newfound couple...? Why did it sting seeing them even if they knew they wouldn't even be close enough to Miyamura....

But what if they were indeed close enough... What if they could've been happy with him too...? What would've happened if they didn't remain a coward. Now, they could never know. Never ever. Now they had to face that they would never know what it felt like to be seen with such gentle eyes that melted their heart. They'd never know how it felt to be loved.

It had been a rainy day, not one of those which were peaceful and calming, the one which would bring the perfect time to nap. Nope! Instead it had been one of those annoying days, the rain had been pouring for so long that it became irritating. The pitter patter no longer calm. Most students had left the school premises before it started pouring again at the small interval. The ones left were the lovebirds and their best friend, Hori, Miyamura and [Name].

The conversation had been Hori's weird kinks, as per Miyamura's words. Hori was towering over Izumi with a pout, "They're not weird!! I just find them hot." She spoke, justifying how masochism/degradation was a thing that she was into just by a little bit. [Name] slurped on their juice eyeing the couple thoughtlessly with a chuckle, it was weird how many of their conversations were little talks that seemed oh so romantic yet affectionate. "Calm down Hori-San, Izumi-Kun, Do remember everyone has their own preferences. Make sure you please your girlfriend Kay ?" [Name] to the rescue, they spoke as he smiled leisurely. Leaning onto a pole on the entrance the three stood at. Waiting for the rain to stop.

It did not look like it would.

Miyamura sighed with an awkward smile as he nodded, "Yes, Hori-San, [Name]-San." Hori smiled triumphantly.

The rain began pouring even harder. Perhaps one of them should begin to search for an umbrella because it seemed like none of the three had it. "I'll... Look for an umbrella. Enjoy your lone time!~" [Name] teased as they left by the door, an ache resonating in their chest as they remembered the affectionate smile Miyamura showed Hori. It wasn't like he didn't smile at them, he did, but it was never romantic. [Name] always wished them well even through a heart that hurt, they still believed they weren't the one who deserved Izumi. It was Hori. As soon as they'd found two umbrellas, [Name] walked out grinning at the two lovebirds. The two weren't looking at each other, mild red dusting their cheeks. "Oho?~ Why are our lovers so shy right now ? Don't tell me.... You kissed?!?!" [Name] asked with pretended shock, what surprised them was that their faces flared up even more. Perhaps they did.

The friend handed the two one umbrella, stating that it was romantic to share an umbrella with a grin and a wink while he kept the other one. Behind the couple, with a fond smile, [Name] made his way out of the school gates. The rain dropping against the umbrella covering him. The roads were almost empty except the occasional cars, not many people walking by. It felt... Peaceful even with the repeated rain.

[Name] peered onto the couple who talked among themselves, as they'd stated that they would be just trailing behind. The stinging feeling still evident in their chest. [Name] sighed, a cough leaving their throats. They covered their mouth with their hands as they hacked vigorously, left behind by the two moving before. As they looked down on their hands, there they saw,

Petals splattered around on their delicate palm.

[Name]'s eyes widened.

"Maybe in another life.... I'd be courageous enough Mura-Kun.. Maybe then... I'd survive. I love you Izumi. I hope you have a great life with Hori."

@musafatima Heree you go !- I hope you'd like it ^^. Apologies for the tag,,

They smiled, as they continued their walk. Re-approaching the couple.

Second part.

[justyuuko]

Goodness gracious, I'm sorry for dying on people.

Dead/Going To Die

You're just a little too likable to live. From the moment you were introduced, we all knew you were a goner, not matter how many wanted to keep you. You are the subject of so, so, so many fix-it fics written by crying fans who just want their blorbo back, but you're still dead in cannon.

I do nooot wish to tag anyone other then @rome-alone

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

[justyuuko]

Oh my, got tagged it seems! Also tagging @shikaistired @rome-alone today~

HOW WOULD THE FANDOM SEE YOU AS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER?

i found this quiz and thought it was super fun hehe i fr be blushing at my result 😚

tags [no pressure ofc but i wanna see yalls results too >:)]: @7km @qium @sanoinc + anyone else

[justyuuko]

Thank you for the tag dear- Senju and me in the end. I am not gonna tag anyone-

You do look like a smug bastard though ngl

This is so cute me and South

Source

Tagging

@ushitoshiii @bontensucker @sleepy3 @bubble4u @drakenlvr @anticapitalistclown

[justyuuko]

I had fun making her ^^. I don't have or need to tag anyone so just have this—

thank you for the tag @arlertbabe ♡ !!!! everyone try out this build-a-mermaid picrew it’s super cute & pretty hehe <33

tagging : @qrtmin @suget @kentoangel @harufilms @pradadoie @explicitlyfine @hyeque @iwaizumeanie @soushswag @festive @reinaphoria @fvshguro @midioriya @novaresque @kazuwhora @nymphtual @mid-night-blossoms @p-antomime + anyone else ♡

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Quick Reminder: I am not a professional writer and these stories are just for practice so I apologise if there are mistakes. Correct me on them.

✧. *ೃ༄ "His brother ?! Yeah no shit Sherlock."

༄"It all started with a meet up. Nothing more nothing less— Well, not really-"

In the heat of the summer afternoon you could see a little boy whining to his big brother about the plans that the big doofus had spoiled by saying a simple, "I dOn'T HaVe TimE !" That was bullshit even in the eyes of little Y/N who had been patiently waiting for the weekends to go to the amusement park with his big brother, Kisaki Tetta. "Look, Ani, I wouldn't be throwing a tantrum if you just kept your promise and took me to the amusement park like you said. But no, My big ass brother has stuff to deal with. Well, WHAT ABOUT ME YOU BOZO ?!- I should be the first and foremost shit you have to deal with everyday. Instead it's me dealing with yours.", Y/N bites back to the previous reply his brother had given him. Kisaki rubs his eyes and furrows his already furrowed eyebrows, "Y/N, I'm sorry but Mikey asked me to come with him today. I won't be able to spend time with you. You know how important this is to me." The taller blondie took off his specs and kept them on top of his head, "How about this, if, only IF you agree to not go today I'll get you the game you had always wanted." The little s/c boy seemed to ponder because of that deal, the whines stopping….

And that is how Y/N ended up in the children's park's swing ALONE, With no brother, just for a game. "Well, who would say no to games? Could not be me." The boy licks his ice cream, which Kisaki had given him as a cherry on top to keep him from whining no more. "Well, He never said I couldn't follow him ! Dumb Ani, Nishishishishi, You forgot to mention something that important to this hunk of a man yet again. So, Mission: 'Search for your brother and spoil his plans back' Commence !" The h/c got up from the swing and out into the battlefield known as society, cars and roads. ".... Where did he go though….", But what this boy forgot was he didn't know Kisaki Tetta's location at all. Only knew that some bitch ass probably rat looking person named 'Mikey' had stolen his brother from him.

Y/N embarked on his journey to find his brother. He looked like a lost puppy in other's eyes cause he stuck to walls, no one being there with him. "Ani… You'll pay for making me suffer." He clenched his fists and closed his eyes. Finally letting go of that poor wall. Y/N moved forward trying to figure shit out by himself. We stan an independent 'man'. The child tried hard not to get distracted by anything and to keep track on where the fuck he was but like any protagonist would Y/N got distracted by a fluffy and cute dog barking at him and chasing him down. After running from that dog constantly for more than five minutes our little Y/N huffed, trying to breath steady. "Fucking… Dogs… Always…. After me. Why—……." What crucial thing he forgot was to take note of where he was. So now, Y/N was unfortunately lost in a maze of alleys. He blinks, his expression a smile with no hope as if someone had just ruined someone's family jewels.

Takemichi, the dumbass who got involved in almost everything, was heading to the Musashi Shrine because of a Tōman meeting. He didn't even realise when he bumped into a poor kid and tumbled down the steeped road, "OI!- Why are you crouched between a road ?!— Someone could seriously get hurt, you know !" He screamed getting up from that uncomfortable pose to look at the child. That was when he took in the child's appearance, The child looked…. Hopeless ? (Nagito would be sad.) "I- Kid you okay ?!- Did you get lost or something ? Did you hit your head ? Where are your parents ?!" The kid picked his ears with a fake wince and glared at the blondie, "Not everyone has punishments in the form of privileges named parents, you know blondie ?" Takemichi stood stuck because he didn't expect that response. "Anyways, I am lost because a big dog chased me while I was searching for my brother. I'm Y/N by the way." The little boy, now known as Y/N by the crybaby hero, says with a pout, folding his hands and looking away.

Y/N sighed, flailing his arms. "Mr. Blondie, could you help me ?" The blonde corrected Y/N, "It's takemichi." "Okay blondie." The blondie gave up. "Yeah I could, What's your brother's name ?" Y/N smiled brightly at Takemichi. The blondie i.e Takemichi looked like an angel who would help him in his eyes. "It's Kisaki !" Takemichi wasn't a mind reader. He obviously couldn't guess what the full name of the guy even was forgetting the awfully familiar antagonist. "Full name Y/N-Kun." "Kisaki Tetta !" The child says with innocence, as if he didn't have a clue on the shit his brother got involved in.

"Wait- WAIT— KISAKI TETTA ?!- KISAKI HAD A BROTHER ?!" Takemichi expressed his newfound shock in the form of screams which made little Y/N throw his shoe on Michi's face. "Shut the fuck up blondie ! You're too loud !" Y/N glares at the fallen takemichi. "Whatever, He said he was going to meet someone named fucking Mikey. Like why Mikey ? Was he trying to imitate Mickey Mouse ? I bet his ass is as short as me." The blonde couldn't help but gasp in shock, "I-I-I- Y/N-Kun- I don't think you should say that when you're in front of Mikey-Kun-" The kid clearly irritated looked at Takemichi right in the eyes, "Why's that ? Like I do not have anything against the name Mikey but the one who stole my brother on our brother's weekend just sucks ass for me." Y/N speaks with no remorse, no regret on his face whatsoever. Takemichi who had now given up yet again, just sighs, "I'm heading to Mikey…. Come on, I'll take you there."

Y/N got on Takemichi's back because he was tired from all the running while the blondie headed up the stairs of the Shrine, "Yo Takemicchi ! You're late. We already introduced a new member." A short blonde with a pretty cute haircut spoke while pointing to the person Y/N refers to as Kisaki or his brother.

"We have a new member ?—". "Yes, He'd be of good help because of his numbers." A tall teen with a dragon tattoo walks up to the two who were talking. "Hey Takemicchi." Mikey perked his head to the little figure on Takemichi's back, "Oh, by the way. Who's that kid on your back ?" He asks with a raised brow. "Ah, Mikey-Kun this is—" Y/N quickly got off Takemichi's hand as soon as he heard the name Mikey. And let me tell you, Mikey was taller than Y/N which did not make Y/N happy. "So you are the small ass child who stole my brother." Kisaki's head turned towards the voice so fast that Hanma was worried for that neck's wellbeing.

"Hah ? Normally I don't hit kids but you disrespected me and accused me. So get ready." Mikey cracked his knuckles and glared at Y/N. "I did not- You puny ass blondie. You stole away the time I could have had with my brother ! YOU MEANIE-" Kisaki was as fast as flash, grabbing Y/N by his mouth and pulling him towards himself. "You- WHY ARE YOU HERE-DIDN'T WE HAVE A DEAL-" Y/N said something but it was muffled, "Yes, we had a deal but the deal didn't say I couldn't follow you Ani." The cheeky kid spoke with a successful grin, a grin that screamed, 'Ha ! BEAT THAT !'

"Heh ? You brought a kid to a meeting this important ? You're a fucking dumbass." A long black haired guy punched Takemichi for something he was not even responsible for- "I- Whooo, He went flying. Emotional damage !" Y/N yelled with a grin, currently on his brother's shoulder. He didn't even care that there were so many gang members in front of him. "Hahaha, I like this kid." Hanma, A lanky and tall ass teen says with a 'sweet' grin. "Oi Baji ! Don't hit him. The kid's Kisaki's brother." Draken says stopping the pyromaniac from hitting the blondie again when they heard a laugh from the demon himself.

"Yo!— Brother stealing people, I am the great conqueror Y/N, REMEMBER ME—" On that fateful night, the Tōman met the demon child.

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It does, doesn't it ? Bagel cult-

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✧. *ೃ༄Hello ! I'm yuuko, and I'm new to Tumblr. I made this account to write stuff and make

one-shots of plots I like, just to make my writing

skills more flexible.

*ೃ༄ I mostly write for fun and these are some times I'm willing and am interested to write.

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༄ Anime character scenarios

༄ Anime and reader (Any type, Mostly nb.) one-shots

༄ Character and character one-shots

༄ Requests are always open !~

*ೃ༄ A few ideas I currently have.

༄ 'I'm magic.' — Nagisa Shiota x Male reader (Platonic)

༄ 'Hm ? They're no one.' — Hanma Shuji x Male Reader

༄ 'Hey hey hey !!' — Ayanokoji x NB! Reader

༄ 'Maybe in another life.' — Miyamura Izumi x NB! Reader [✓]

༄ 'I did love you, but now ?' — Manipulative NB! Reader x Chifuyu Matsuno

༄ 'Yeah, he's a twink.' — Rimuru Tempest x Fem! Reader

༄ 'I do not, cannot and will not see.' — Hyun Cha x Fem! Reader

༄ 'Not what I imagined.' — Euntae Lee (Vasco) x NB! Reader

༄ 'Yo ! My man.' — Mammon x Sleep deprived teenage reader (Platonic)

༄ 'I would like to be your wife !' — Belphegore x Male reader

*ೃ༄ Not teenage no more, though i still do not know how to write explicit stuff and I do still like to write Platonic pairings !

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