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happy birthday ichika !!

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“I’m glad…you’re putting a lot of thought into this but…usually don’t you give condoms to men, not women?”

“Ichika-chan, what if the man doesn’t have any condoms on him and you’re ready to go? Wouldn’t you be disappointed that he couldn’t deliver safely? I’m just looking out for you with my gracious gift~~~ Although... I did get a backup gift after seeing it in Mineo-kun’s magazines! They call it ‘The Virgin Killer’ Sweater. Ta-daaaaa~~”

Kei, completely having no shame, shows off the revealing sweater that popped out of nowhere in broad daylight,

“It’s... probably best to wear this indoors since it’s getting cold out now... buuuuuuut~ You should wear it in front of Mineo-kun and tell me how he reacts, okay~~?”

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My Precious 岡崎 契(CV:梶 裕貴) / Okazaki Kei (CV: Kaji Yuki)

Kanji/Romanji lyrics to Okazaki Kei’s Character Song.  Thank you so much to my dear friend @ofrosesandmemories for transcribing this for me!~ ILU

My Precious 岡崎 契(CV:梶 裕貴) / Okazaki Kei (CV: Kaji Yuki)

モノクロの街で ひとり 光を探していた 心に 降り積もる粉雪が 痛みを隠して Monokuro no machi de hitori Hikari wo sagashiteita Kokoro ni furitsumoru konayuki ga Itami wo kakushite

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I love the way she looks at me. I love the way she smiles that reminds me of fall. I love the way she holds my hand. I love the way she kisses my hand which is so romantic. We’re both depressed and messed up. But then we watch horror movies and then everything is okay. She calls me her sunshine and I call her my moon. And then we kiss to remind each other that everything is okay. It’s her and I against all the worlds, both of us creating perfect days.

Juansen Dizon, Thursdays With Gab (via juansendizon)

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But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.

Albert Camus  (via adonischosen)

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Examine! me ;)))))))))))))))))))))))

EXAMINE  ! - PERSON OF INTEREST: KEI OKAZAKI ( @okanyaki )

Kei Okazaki-san, previously called simply “Neighbor-san” by you. Twenty-sixyears old. He’s a special police officer… he said, something like a professionalbodyguard, in simpler terms, which explains to you why he’s rarely home. That’sa dangerous job, isn’t it? Something you could never be capable of, nor wouldever be suited for.

But youthink that makes him amazing, holding a title like that, working to protectJapan’s most important people. That… makes him important too, doesn’t it? Youthink it does, but maybe it’s because that’s how you feel about him.

You… don’tknow a lot, that much you know. And maybe you never will. But to you, he isfriendly. You find him warm. Is he searching for something, like you are?Is it a place? A home like you? Is he just distantly nearby? No… is that evenright? You aren’t… You aren’t sure…

Andreally… he’s pretty… wait, is the better word handsome? Really, pretty handsome…Oh,that jumble of words might make him laugh too…

That’s okay though. The sound of his laugh… you like it a lot. It feels close, welcoming. It may be small, but for you, every little thing adds up and means something special. Like the times he takes your hand… Every single action… you… are sure this is a way you can see life, because that’s just it, he makes you want to know more. About him, about living. 

Maybe, maybe that’s the scariest part… when you know about a job like his. Even if it’s a valiant… gallant… b-brave job, where life and death really go hand-in-hand, you… 

…you are driven by instinct. So often, you don’t think things through, questions, your innocent, insatiable curiosity often getting you in trouble, but everything being so simple, so readable, you hope, makes each little thing you do come off as genuine. Okazaki-san, you think, please… 

There’s still so much I’ve yet… to hear from you… 

That’s it. Maybe you’re overstepping boundaries, or maybe he anticipated it, as your arms wrap around him. There’s nothing too sure. You’re thinking hard on this, why he’s okay with an empty home, even if he doesn’t go there often. Wouldn’t it be… lonely? 

How would you feel, if death was inches away? Afraid to die… no… maybe scared of the threat… but your desire to keep breathing would probably make you forget other things. That’s what makes you so… anxious about the mere thought of those you know and care for going away too though… 

Life is fun… Life is beautiful, and you like… love? where yours is now, where it’s leading. 

How does his conviction and devotion to his job coincides with his attitude? He works so much… so long… He can do almost anything, you’re sure… Is he eating enough? Will everything be fine? You… You trust him, and the other officers, and how much everyone has worked to sort out and prevent X-Day. 

But… steam has probably risen from you just by how much you’ve thought. 

The day you met (perhaps formally and finally met could be the better way to describe it)… It was fun, despite how hectic it actually had been, and despite the fact that, in the end, roomba-san never did come home… 

Names hadn’t really been shared that day,no, he simply smiled and nicknamed you. Usagi-san, youremember it very well. How could you forget, even if other things slipby sometimes? It was cute, really cute, and it’s something just so fond to you. This comes back to you within your motions. 

You release him and quickly apologize, heat reddening your cheeks as you try to get something out… No, actually, your words are fine, but they still feel jumbled. You aren’t so good with words, but you still have to give it a shot, so your hands then move to try to grab his own. Don’t let these hands grow cold, not today. 

What do you want in your life? What does he want his? Will you ever know? Can you ever know?

“I’m sorry but I… You’ll keep coming back, won’t you?”

“I want… to… see you smile… bright and real…” again and again. More and more, who is Kei Okazaki? What will you be allowed to discover? Is there anything more? How can you, the one who hardly understands herself and her world sometimes, be allowed to… 

He’s mysterious and teases you to no end. But… despite that, you want to stay near him, if he’ll let you… if he’s okay with you.

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                                      in an endlessly revolving dream                                           i danced with you again

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                                           ɪ  ᴄ ᴀ ɴ ’ ᴛ  s ᴀ ᴠ ᴇ  ʏ ᴏ ᴜ                                         ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ

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Comission of my Collar x Malice OT3: Kei, Ichika & Yanagi 

Art by: @dysah

Thank you so much. I can’t express how much I love this!

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O TOMAte KARAMARI FD ARIGA TOU SOSHITE OMEDETOU; ; ;; ;;;;; 

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Collar X Malice -Unlimited-

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Hideaki Yoshinari’s review of various snacks (that Kei Okazaki probably shoved in his mouth).

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[ usagi-san~ ]

Is he crying? He is, isn’t he..?! Then she’s really glad she offered to help, because someone being that sad… that doesn’t sit right with her. She’s never liked to be alone, or more, well, the concept of being for sure alone, since that… she doesn’t think life would be very fun secluded, or away from people to learn from, to have experiences with…

She’s not really taking precautions, like she should and like she’s been warned to, but it slips her mind, honestly, due to just how desperate… no, that’s not the word… upset he seems to be. Of course, this is a roomba they’re going to be looking for, but the same principle applies! Or ends up applying, since her neighbor seems to treating his roomba so closely like a pet, she ends up disregarding the difference. She’d certainly look high and low for Caesar if he ended up running off..!

“Please, you don’t have to thank me..! I…” she bites her lip, eyes clearly showing genuine worry for him and the fate of his roomba, “really do want to help you, Neighbor-san. Let’s do our best to bring roomba-san home!”

Fuka then does her best to puff herself out and try to appear as confident as she can, because they have to stay positive! For whatever reason the roomba ran away (even if the practical reason is, well, an issue with the owner, not the robotic vacuum), it would still have to looked for and hopefully saved! Who knows what hands it could have found itself in if it turned the wrong corner. 

Somehow, that thought might have been more relevant to Fuka herself, but she’s too focused on what’s right in front of her… who’s right in front of her. 

If roomba-san is scared… and lonely… she thinks for a moment, finding herself amidst these thoughts, trying to process everything she could about the situation (as if it would help her solve the mystery of a where a roomba could run off to), when he grabs her hand and sways it, just a bit. “E-Eh..?” And it does take her by surprise, her neighbor is so… friendly..! His smile, warm as it is, is making this even easier to go along with. She does feel… safe is how she would put it, and he seems so happy that she’s willing to help, and that in turn makes Fuka feel rather joyful.

This is something she can do!

“O-Okay!” Fuka says, quickly stepping fully out of her doorway, closing the door with a soft, “Caesar-san, I’ll be going out!” but her pet dog doesn’t give any confirmation that he heard her. Sleeping..? Fuka briefly wonders, but the search is on, so she doesn’t dwell on it! She can’t!

Just as they are about to leave, his step halts just fast enough that she, also in midstep, almost bumps right into him. Her enthusiasm is truly going! But his name… nickname for her, rather, certain doesn’t go unmissed. Usagi-san… she repeats, cute! That’s really… cute…

Clearly, she doesn’t mind it, at all, by the smile on her face, everything amounting to determination in her eyes and a flush of her cheeks. In fact, with that and everything else, she too doesn’t even take the time to ask for names. It’ll be fine! When steps return, she’s practically marching, making no effort to separate their hands, but still… it’s good to make conversation, isn’t it? Even if she’s looking all about her, her lips part and she begins speaking without really thinking it through. She has questions and concerns that must be stated! 

“I hope roomba-san isn’t in any trouble… There’s a lot of danger around lately… What if a bad person got to it..? O-Oh but, I think they only target people… unless roomba-san could have made them angry somehow…” She frowns, slightly. Needless to say, this search was going to be tough! “It should be okay… it hasn’t been away for long, right? Then… Then no matter what, it should still be fine. We’ve just got to look all around, Neighbor-san!”

Kei made no comments at her absolute willingness to come along, saying goodbye to her beloved pet as she went ahead and followed Kei's lead. No, he couldn't have when his thoughts were filled about possible locations roombas would run off to --- would they try to cleanse every bit of dirt they encountered as if they were in an RPG? But the entire streets were covered with various amounts of things a roomba would enjoy eating for dinner --- it wasn't as if he could simply narrow down the position.

That, and it was highly possible someone, in fact, took his poor, innocent roomba as it wandered around, lost, seeking its owner. Humanity could be so cruel.

They didn't make much progress --- having just went down a floor of the apartment complex with no roomba sightings confirmed --- but the sound of her inquires caught Kei's attention as he glanced at her with an expression of slight surprise. Oh, right. He was currently holding her hand! He was so into his thoughts that he... almost forgot he was with someone. oops. Invading personal space was so natural for Kei to the point he didn't register he was actually doing so.

Regardless, Fuka did bring up a valid point that Kei hadn't considered. What if Adonis got to his roomba? It wasn't as if the police knew anything about their headquarters, or even had any clues to try and follow on. If they did... his roomba was as good as gone. This brought a pout to Kei's lips, hand entwined with hers tightening just slightly in their grip at the thought,

"That... would be bad. Roomba-san can be quite aggressive," meaning it's prone to accidentally run over his foot when he isn't paying attention, "They probably wouldn't like Roomba-san trying to cleanse japan of dirt. They'd consider it competition, wouldn't they?" a silly idea to be sure, but now Kei was standing here seriously contemplating it thanks to Fuka. You know, she might really be onto something here. Was this more than a mere lost Roomba? Were they experiencing the beginnings of uncovering a kidnapping case? Was he merely just escalating the situation to cure his boredom? Only time will tell.

Although, he did appreciate her enthusiasm and determination not to let any potential bad news get to her. Considering how... open and free she seemed to be from first impressions alone, that was a good quality to possess. The polar opposite of Kei's inner thoughts, of course, but she didn't need to know that,

"You're right, though~~ I just took a nap with the door open and..." er. How long did he nap for again? That was probably something he should of considered before venturing off to find his roomba. Kei was notorious for taking as many naps as possible whenever he could, after all, "it was gone when I woke up! Roomba-san.... I miss it already..." his voice was filled with longing as his brows furrowed, escorting Fuka to ground-level. From all the brief glances around their general vicinity during their conversation, it was clear that the roomba was no longer within the apartment complex of their wing,

"Roomba-san isn't experienced enough to climb stairs just yet, so I don't think we'll find it around here. I'm worried... what if a bad guy found it~~? What if it's crying, begging for its owner while at the hands of the bad person? Usagi-san... we must find it..."

Kei, as always, notches up his theatrics. If he was with any of Yanagi's crew sans Ichika or Kageyuki, any of them wouldn't bother putting up with it. Fuka, on the other hand...

Well, playing the victim card even if the actual victim was roomba-san for having an owner like Kei brought enough amusement for him.

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Collar×Malice + Glasses

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Collar x Malice Stellaworth Tokuten clear file 

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[ cardia-chan~~ ]

@okanyaki  ( collar x malice verse ! ) 

She was a person of interest, wasn’t she? After being taken from her father’s hideout, Cardia was watched closely by different people. Honestly, she didn’t mind. After all, she was a monster — not a human being who could easily smile and be happy. She didn’t deserve happiness. People died because of her. They suffered because of her. So… seeing a new person as her guard (or a watch? or a possible killer?) only made her look down, an aura of sadness and grief was surrounding her as she nodded at his appearance.

         “Yes… My name is Cardia… Cardia Beckford,”  her soft introduction was all she could do at that exact moment. The thoughts of him being yet another person who will avoid her filled her mind, so she didn’t even try to say that it was ‘nice to meet you’ because she thought that this will be yet another person who will see her as a suspect when she did not even remember her father’s face. Only his voice and his name.

The woman finally looked up just to steal a glance of the SP. She heard that she was allowed to go outside since there was no connection between her and Adonis as of now nor she was contacted. Seemed like she could walk around and learn more things about this city. After all, she spent all those three years in a mansion without being able to go outside nor see things further than the garden around the mansion.  

         “Who… are you?”  She still asked the question to be polite or start a conversation. Everything to learn if she will be ignored or not. She was under suspicious, after all. She couldn’t blame anyone.

It was Kei's turn to guard the person of interest --- Cardia Beckford, suspected of having ties with Adonis due to her father, yet during their investigation the police wasn't able to find anything satisfactory to confirm these suspicions, as there was nothing connecting her to them. Familial bonds or not, it seems as if Cardia was purposefully oblivious to anything her father is up to.

Unfortunate for the police, of course, especially since the X-Day countdown places a pile of stress and expectations on everyone's shoulders, but for a simple SP officer like Kei, his goals didn't exactly align with the police's. Sure, he wants to do anything he can to help the police stop X-Day, but his place wasn't in investigations. His priority was to protect potential targets, and the woman alongside him right now was one of them.

Of course, he inquired about her name --- even if he already knew it, having read everything the police has inquired on both her and her background before being tasked to guard her. It was their hopes that Kei would be able to discover more about the female while guarding her; regardless, he decided to put on a charade of ignorance both to help her feel more comfortable and just for the sake of being polite,

"Cardia-chan, huh? That's a pretty name," he commented, tone sounding as if he was speaking a complete fact, giving her one of his friendly smiles that told absolutely nothing of his inner thoughts, "I'm Kei Okazaki, your newest invasion of privacy and personal bubble! No need to thank me." While it was obvious he was joking, from the overly-friendly tone he radiated, one couldn't be too sure,

"I'm here to annoyingly cling onto you as you explore the city, for your own safety of course~~~ who knows what pesky gangs would try and pick on you? I can't allow that at all~~" He gave her a glance, briefly observing her body language and expressions on her face, in her voice, just about any tell to signify her thoughts,

"Ne, where do you want to go? While the streets are more sparse, there's plenty to do around here!" He raised his fingers and proceeded counting, as if he didn't he'd lose track of the activities the quarantined city still offered, "Like... let's see... eating, watching a movie, going to the park..." His voice trailed off as he listed random, mundane activities while moving his fingers, both hands raised as he reached all ten,

"This many things to do! Surely there's one you're interested in, right Cardia-chan~~~?"