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starlightofdream​:

With the new information they just learned, Kunikida was trying to think of who the man was talking about. Another person who was ordering him around, someone who was more dangerous and wanted to know how he and Chuuya would work together. But why? And who? Both the mafia and the armed detective agency had too many common enemies. Common enemies that constantly try to attack Yokohama. But why only go after him and Chuuya? While the agency and mafia worked together often, this is the first time both he and Chuuya worked together directly.

As Chuuya growled and added more weight against the man. His face turned into an expression of pain as he tried to hold back any painful sounds. Instead, he laughed.

“You seem to be more hot-tempered than the detective. If you are trying to get the answer out from me like this, you are not going to get anything.” He paused, closing his eyes as if he had accepted his fate. Then, he chuckled, “But as much as I like to see you be frustrated over the lack of an answer, I would like to see you in fear when you know who it is. If you really want to know, his name is…”

There was a pause before he smiled as if he knew something they didn’t.

 Kunikida suddenly realized there was a ticking sound that can only be heard now. A bomb…

“Fyodor.”

The room exploded and Kunikida immediately threw himself at Chuuya, hoping to protect him from the blast. If he was not going to survive this, the important thing was that Chuuya didn’t die from this explosion. It was against his ideal to have anyone else die in front of him again.

The redhead froze...ticking. He heard ticking. What the hell was that..?? He only had a split second to think about what it was before he realized it. A bomb. They were going to blow up every single person in this building.!! Cerulean orbs darted at Kunikida as realization hit them both.

He almost didn’t hear the man when he answered the question. At that point, Chuuya had released him and was trying to think about how to get out of here, his mind running a mile a minute. No windows...no escape. “Take cov--” but he couldn’t finish the sentence before the bomb went off. 

It was a good thing he had allowed his ability to come back, for right at that second he activated For The Tainted Sorrow. Chuuya made a nearby desk fly towards them and cover Kunikida and himself, a small protection from the explosion but with his gravity ability, it was enough to save their lives. When the explosion ended, Chuuya slowly tried to open his eyes but everything was bright and fuzzy. He couldn’t hear anything...just a loud ringing in his ears. His body ached, but he was alive...he was fairly sure, at least.

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@diverse-hearts inquired: ‘ you want a better story . who wouldn’t ? ’ Childe/Lia

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“...where are you going from this?” Lia didn’t even bother trying to hide her distrust as she glared at the man. He was being nice to her, trying to see her side and why she left. What was his game.?? Lia knew Ajax too well to fall for a trick, and it seemed like he had only grown more strength-hungry as the years went by... he couldn’t be trusted, even though seeing his face brought back so many feelings and emotions she thought were forever dormant. 

They had known each other since they were young, and the feelings came not too long afterwards. Her first love, her closest friend... all these emotions resurfaced just by looking at him. But she had to hide these feelings. He said it himself... they were enemies now. So what goal did he have in seeing her side of this issue..??

“I didn’t want to be a pawn for a battle I wanted no part in...our lives meant nothing to the Tsaritsa. We were items to be thrown away when deemed worthless... I didn’t want that to be the rest of my life. I’m surprised you haven’t done the same...Mondstadt is free of the weight of an archon watching over the people. I... I think your family would be happy here.”

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@diverse-hearts inquired: ‘ i would rather break the world than lose you . ’ - Diluc/Jean

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Lips parted in surprise as she stared at the redhead. His words shook her to her very core... she knew this to be true deep down inside, as she felt the same way, but hearing that be said out loud felt different. There was that ache in her chest again... that desire to be with him, to be more than what they were, to be by each other’s side until the very end. 

But it hurt... All this tugging back and forth with her heart made her mind and soul ache. She desperately wanted to be more than close friends, to mean something more to him than just an old companion, but it was impossible to read Diluc. What did he want from her.?? He could say such a thing as that, kiss her even, and then turn around and shut her out again. It hurt... she hated the pain, she hated the confusion. 

“...I’m strong, Diluc,” she said, deciding to take his words in the sense that he wouldn’t want her to lose her life, not her love. “I can handle whatever it is that comes my way. You... you won’t lose me.”

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@diverse-hearts inquired: ‘ you are not broken . ’ - Venti/Xiao

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The Yaksha swallowed, his eyes of topaz and rich amber seeming dull as he stared down at his lap. His gloved fists tightly gripped the fabric of his pants, clips of the past flashing before his eyes. Venti was wrong about him... somehow, this archon could see the good in a man who had lost any sense of purity. His hands were forever stained by the blood of those fallen from his blade...

And yet, he still tried to tell Xiao that he wasn’t broken.?? That there was good in him.?? How could that possibly be so?? Countless souls had perished from the blade of his spear, each death eating away at his own tainted soul. He had been broken for centuries now... no, for two thousand years. The madness constantly consumed him, an ever constant battle with himself.

And the only reason he had not met his demise from his own demons was due to the archon before him. Xiao turned his gaze up to look at Venti, for once allowing himself to show the pain and emotion behind his eyes. “You’re wrong,” he whispered out, his voice no louder than a night breeze. “I can’t be repaired...”

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smol-sirens-garden​:

He was happy in the moment. Nothing beat time with his fiance. He knew what day it was. He knew the event today but he wasn’t about to bring it up. He knew it was a touchy subject for him. He still made dinner for the other at the very least. A dinner that was still in the oven as they decided to just make out on the couch.

He giggled as he was pulled closer, catching his breath a small moment. “Is this a hint at things to come later tonight?” He hummed, kissing him again, hands going around his neck and slipping down his coat. 

He smiled, one arm coming down so his hand could rest on his chest. “So what is our fully plan for tonight? Just dinner, movie, more of this? I am leaving it all up to you.”

“Maybe...” Ryunosuke murmured before going in for another kiss. He shivered slightly as hands ran down his coat, prompting him to slip it off of his shoulders--after all, there was no need to wear his signature coat inside his own apartment. When the kiss broke again so that Chuuya could speak, the hellhound opened his grey orbs.

“...nothing special,” he told his fiancé, his pale fingers reach up from Chuuya’s waist to idly toy with a strand of copper hair. “Just a normal night. Nothing more...” With that, he met his lips with Chuuya’s once more for another heated kiss.

His answer was obvious, even though his words didn’t make it so: a movie and dinner was fine, as there wasn’t really anything special about that. No party, just a night with his lover...and the kiss proved that he would like more of ‘this’.

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@smol-sirens-garden inquired: ‘ please , one more kiss in the library before we turn the lights off . ’~JeanLisa

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The Acting Grand Master chuckled at her lover’s request. There was always so much more to do... work for the knights, work for Mondstadt, and the telltale promise of a good night’s sleep... all of which needed to be done as soon as possible or else another sleepless night would surely come Jean’s way.

But... a kiss didn’t take long. A kiss was quick, simple, easy to accomplish, right..? It was one thing Jean could do without wasting more time that she could be working. With that said, what reason did she have not to give Lisa a kiss before they part ways for the night?

“Just one,” Jean responded, partially telling herself this as it was so easy to get carried away and lose track of time. With that, the knight set her hands on her lover’s hips and held her close as she placed a warm kiss to Lisa’s lips.

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starlightofdream​:

That was unfortunate, Regulus wanted to tell everyone about this. This was adorable and funny not to! But if Atsushi asked him not to, then he won’t unless someone pressured him to tell or if they bribed him to.

Regulus chuckled, “Sure, it will be our secret.”

The two started collecting all the fishes. This was a lot of fishes which was good. If Dazai asked them how they got this many fishes, he would just tell him they had a fun contest.

“If you wanted to keep what happens a secret, we wouldn’t be telling Dazai that some of these fishes were in your mouth… wait, a bear?!” Regulus couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous at what Atsushi said. “Nobody is going to believe that! How about a fox tried to steal our fishes?…” Regulus stared at the bite marks on the fishes. It didn’t look like a fox bit into it. “A very big fox?” Would Dazai even believe that? Definitely not. “I am not sure how we are going to lie to Dazai about this but if you want to tell him a bear bite into these fishes, go ahead. He most likely won’t believe you.”

At this rate, he would have more fun watching Atsushi trying to get out of this embarrassing situation.

“Fiiiine, a fox then...” Atsushi mumbled as he began to walk back to their camp with the lot of fish he had picked up. In all honesty, he had never even seen a bear before in his life... nor had he seen a fox, for that matter. He had no idea what would make sense or not... but Regulus would know, so Atsushi accepted his answer.

The weretiger looked at one of the bitten fish in question and stuck his tongue out in disgust. Ugh...that was actually in his mouth...After dealing with Shibusawa and his ability fog, Atsushi had grown to be connected with his ability and accepted it. However...this made him annoyed with his ability all over again. Perhaps to a lesser extent, of course, but still.

Atsushi cleared his throat, hoping to change the subject... this was so embarrassing, after all. “Anyway...how do you think we should get Dazai to talk about his feelings for Kunikida-san?”

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@diverse-hearts inquired: ‘ i’ll find you again , wherever we end up next . ’ - diluc/Jean

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A smile formed on Jean’s lips, that same tug pulling at her heartstrings as it did that day in the tavern... That was the story of their lives, wasn’t it? Weren’t they supposed to be separated when Diluc left the knights.? Never to cross paths again, and yet, here they were. They always seemed to find each other when the odds seemed against them...

“Be careful, Diluc,” she said, purposefully calling him just by his name...just like friends, like when they were younger. She knew he was going to take on some of the abyss mages close to Mondstadt... Jean wanted to help him, but of course he wouldn’t let her. She pushed the thought away.

“I’ll count on you to find me again... and that means you must return.” The smallest of kisses was pressed to his warm cheek, the gesture trying to be only friendly...but who were they kidding at this point?

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wolfvirago​:

Robin didn’t seem to even notice or care when Tanjiro made an appearance within her vision. Right now, all she cared about was staying alive long enough to help Nezuko survive as well. Everybody had their reason for fighting demons. The slayer wouldn’t judge Nezuko for hers.

“We’ll have to find a way to come back.” The blonde growled, frustrated that she couldn’t get a job done. They needed to hurry, and her grievances with the larger demon could wait.

Taking ahold of Nezuko’s arm, she began picking her way through the rubble, only to stop, turn, and slash at the serpentine demon as it had tried to wage a quick, sneaky attack against them.

“GO!” Robin shouted out. If she went the same time the demon struck, then maybe she could meet it halfway and slice it down.

Everything was moving too fast... The poison was growing nearer, Nezuko could smell it. If the two of them don’t leave soon, it will surely kill them... The demon slayer in pink tried to follow behind her partner, but she continued to look around to try and spot her brother. He would be alright...she had to convince herself of that. Especially since looking for him was slowing her down.

Nezuko gasped when the demon attacked, Robin’s reflexes faster than hers in this instance. She blamed it on her trying to search for her brother... She had to put faith in him, trust that he will be careful. Tanjiro couldn’t go outside with her because of the sun... She would have to trust that he will be fine.

"Be careful!!” Nezuko called out to Robin, and partially to her brother, as she followed the other’s instructions. Nezuko took off running towards the exit, trusting that Robin will get out in time... 

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@jinxo inquired: "Happy Birthday Ryuunosuke!" The weretiger smiled at the other male, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to the Port Mafia Executive's cheek. He pressed a small wrapped box into the other's hands; inside the box was a simple, hand-made phone strap with their initials. He had the same one on his own phone.

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A gift... Akutagawa didn’t care much for his own day of birth, believing it to be no more special than any other day of the year. Another year older. Another year closer to death, as he thought. Regardless, Gin always got him something despite his complaints...and so did Atsushi, as it seemed.

He was about to object to the gift, say that he didn’t need some material item for this day, but he looked inside the bag regardless. His grey orbs widened just slightly in surprise as he pulled the phone strap out of the bag.

“Did you make this?” he asked as he looked at the strap. And their initials... just discreet enough to not let the Port Mafia or Armed Detective Agency know about their relationship, but just enough for them to remember. The smallest of smiles tugged at his lips. “...thank you.”

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starlightofdream​:

As if Kunikida was going to believe that. To be a good liar was to have good control over one’s emotions and not allow their emotions to show. However, he remained quiet and did not say anything about it.

“I do have a mentor and I am also a mentor too. So I understand both perspectives. As a mentee, I understand the desire to please your mentor. But you need to understand two things. First, Dazai is no longer the same man that you knew of when he was in the mafia. I don’t know how he was like when he was in the mafia but he is a different man now, one who is better than he was before. He found Atsushi when he was in the Armed Detective Agency. He treated Atsushi better, that is just a testament of how he had changed from the past.”

Why was he telling Akutagawa all of this? This should be Dazai’s mistake to fix. It should be Dazai apologizing and explaining things to Akutagawa.

“I am not making excuses for Dazai. How he treated you in the past was not right.” Kunikida sighed. He was definitely going to have a word with his partner.

“Second of all, when he left the mafia, he left everything behind.” That included Akutagawa as well. “He isn’t your mentor anymore… Perhaps, he deemed that you are strong enough to stand and fight on your own. Atsushi is still inexperienced and needs a mentor while you seem to be more experienced than him. The mentor’s job is to help the mentee grow stronger, wiser, better to the point that they no longer need their mentor’s guidance, to the point that they can be independent. Perhaps, Dazai believes that you are already strong enough.”

“Do not talk to me about things you do not understand!” the hellhound barked out, feeling that he was being backed into a corner. He didn’t want to talk about his feelings...he didn’t want to be told he was wrong. He wanted all this anger and resentment to fester so he could use it to defeat that damn weretiger!

Kunikida surely had no idea what he was talking about, right.?? He was wrong about Akutagawa. If Dazai left him and moved on because he was “already strong enough”, then why the hell did the damn weretiger beat him every time they fought?? 

He was weaker than Atsushi...less desirable...just a failed student tossed aside when a better candidate walked by. He took it personally that Dazai left. If he was a better student, maybe he wouldn’t have left... maybe he would still be his teacher. He was a bad man, true, but at least he was one of the two people who actually gave a damn about Ryunosuke one way or another. In the end, the hellhound was just a weak, lonely child deep down inside...and he hated that. He hated that more than anything.

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—It is important to draw wisdom from different places. If you take it from only one place it become rigid and stale. Understanding others, the other elements, the other nations, will help you become whole. It is the combination of the four elements in one person that makes the Avatar so powerful. But it can make you more powerful too. 

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@diverse-hearts​ inquired: A soft melody is carried by the winds, towards a certain inn, the player of the flute sitting on rocks near the bottom of the grand inn, seemingly lost in the tune that he played, his heart placed in each and every note ~ Venti to Xiao :)

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That melody... he knew that melody. The adeptus walked to the edge of the balcony and looked over at the ground, surveying the area to try and find just who was playing such a song. Amber orbs landed on the bard sitting among the rocks, the smallest of smiles tugging at his lips.

Venti... of course. Every time he found himself slipping back into his madness, his eternal loneliness, the anemo archon always seemed to know when and where to find him. And that song... it was the most beautiful melody he had ever heard. Venti always knew what to play for him.

Xiao leaned on the railing of the balcony, gazing down at the musician with a tiny curve of his lips. How foolish, wasting so much time playing a simple song down below... but song made him feel free from his shackles. And the bard who played such a melody owned his heart.