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This was funnier in my head really

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"From the Past" (Behold the Vilulf event)

IthaReim (Ithaqua x Reimei)

"You haven't done the story have you?" She shakes her head. No. "Well, I can tell you this," Ithaqua lets out a curt and sarcastic laugh, "Things do go bad," "…Did it hurt you?" "Did…" Ithaqua stares at her dumfoundedly, the question barely registering in his mind before he could even answer. Reimei doesn't look at him, only keeps her eyes fixated on the mask.

"You're being weird," Ithaqua says, motioning a shoo motion with his hand at her, his eyes almost squinting, "More than usual,"

Reimei tilts her head to the side but doesn't budge from her spot. She chews on her lip, eyes strained as she scans his current get-up. The new Survivor, Brynhldr, had just arrived in the manor, and while Reimei had only seen her once, it seemed like a Miss Nightingale prepared a story for her presence. That story also included Ithaqua's participation, and it was there that she found out from the others (certain chatty Hunters Robbie and Luchino) that she had ties to his past. Ithaqua received a new set of clothes for it too: "Nevermore". It featured his usual costume, but instead of his a usual dirty royal blue colours, this time the outfit was dyed a deep, almost haunting green and blue hue. But more than that, what catches her attention was the stainmarks on his mask.

It unnerved her, especially with how casual he was acting.

"Can I…" She starts, pauses, then adjusts her grip on her messenger bag. Reluctantly, she points at him, at his mask, but he doesn't respond, "Can I see that?"

This time it was Ithaqua's turn to tilt his head. "What? Why?"

"It just looks different, that's all."

There was an awkward silence for a while, with Ithaqua gauging her expression, and Reimei almost internally combusting from being scrutinized on the spot. Finally, Ithaqua sighs, dramatically so, and Reimei may had been too familiar with that tone that she started walking over before he could even say "Fine."

She sits down beside him in one of their usual spot in the circus public map— beneath one of the trees in the green corner (which was also previously the skating rink corner during winter time). The event had ended a few days ago already so nobody is really exploring this place as usual, but that doesn't mean they weren't allowed to. Sometimes Reimei would go here when she's not in her room, and sometimes she'd catch Ithaqua here too, preferring this place now that it's emptied and the sounds of the rides have been turned off.

Ithaqua hands her his mask, and Reimei carefully accepts it with a quick glance at him. He rarely takes off his mask but plenty of others already had seen his face here and there. It wasn't like he's hiding his face purposely. He does so when he pleases and wouldn't really care if anyone sees or not. What he doesn't like though was being asked to show it.

He blinks, a lazy smirk creeping on his expression as he huffs, "Not everyone gets a close-up, you know."

"Oh, okay…" Reimei mirrors the blinking, almost owlishly as she nods at his words, "You have pretty lashes,"

"I— wha…" Ithaqua's expression immediately scrunches up, "See that? Weirder than usual,"

Reimei hums in return. She focuses on her attention back to his mask as Ithaqua shuffles to lean back against the tree trunk, clearly not entertaining her anymore. She traces the outline of the mask, feeling it somewhat similar to his original mask, except this one is rougher, almost as if it was carved by an unsharpened knife. She stops short at the edge of the stain marks, observing it's deep crimson hue, almost black from under the shade of the trees. Slowly, she feels it through as well. It has no particular texture, as if it had seeped into the mask itself, or perhaps it was part of it to begin with. Now that she could observe it more closely, she swears she could almost mistake it for something drawn on by an oil paint or crayon if it weren't for it's bold hue.

"Why are you even checking it?" Ithaqua asks.

Reimei stares at the mask a bit more, "I thought something bad happened in the story…" Atleast the marks weren't recent enough to imply the bad things she was thinking of. Perhaps it was just Miss Nightingale's cruel design choice-- looking like blood splatters.

Ithaqua barks a laugh, "You haven't done the story have you? That's a first."

Reimei is surprised too. She normally do find comfort in a change of pace from the manor's games, hence why stories woven by the illusive Director of the manor intrigues her. But somehow, in this new event, she felt almost reluctant to begin reading the first page. Perhaps it was because it touched on hints of Ithaqua's past. Perhaps there was a tinge of envy to the newcomer who seemingly has woven herself so effortlessly into Ithaqua's circle.

She shakes her head. No.

"Well, I can tell you this," Ithaqua lets out a curt and sarcastic laugh, "Things do go bad,"

"…Did it hurt you?"

"Did…" Ithaqua stares at her dumfoundedly, the question barely registering in his mind before he could even answer. Reimei doesn't look at him, only keeps her eyes fixated on the mask. Her expression looked forlorn, and her eyes were lightless as if she wasn't there.

His brows furrowed. "As if I care about that,"

This time Reimei does blink and look up at him.

"The past behind me is all but a blizzard." He says slowly, noting in the way she was finally paying attention, before he goes back to leaning on the tree, eyes looking up at the cloudy skies, "What's the point of trudging back to it? Let it be whited out for all I care."

"… So it did hurt you,"

He hears shuffling from his side, but he doesn't bother to look. Instead he closes his eyes. Her presence settles beside him, ever so quiet. He hears her fingertips scraping lightly on his mask, tracing circles and patterns that it lulls him almost. He breaths in slowly, pauses, and then exhales. He didn't even need to open his eyes to know that she was looking at him.

"…She looked like Mother."

"Oh…"

"That's all."

"… Okay."

He feels hand on his face, and the weight of the mask being fastened back. The warmth of her fingertips lingered a bit longer, trailing across his cheeks deliberately, brushing away the strands of his hair to let the mask settle in place.

"I'm glad you're okay though,"

He almost wanted to give a huff, something scornful to dismiss her. But all he could do was whisper, "Stop being weird," and then let the comfortable silence settle in once again.

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"Something Blooming" (Sprouting Nocturne event)

IthaReim (Ithaqua x Reimei)

"The flowers they brought along were beautiful. I've never seen anything like them," "They're all the same," Ithaqua says off-handedly in a tone that made Reimei think she's not supposed to hear it. But she did, so she steals a glance at him. "Were there no flowers where you grew up?"

The new map was sprawling with greenery and cut-out wooden decorations. Sunlight touched every corner, and Reimei had to close her eyes so she could adjust to the bright atmosphere. It was already a big contrast to the winter map from before where the sky had been a night time scenery and it was the lights from the Christmas decors that contributed to its festive atmosphere.

From the corner of her eyes, she sees the other survivors chatting amongst themselves as they walked past the entrance. The new story put out by Miss Nightingale had been interesting and it told them to continue the event here.

Reimei decided to walk along the map's edges, away from the usual route of people, though she still had to pass by the fishing game and ring toss stall. She waved politely at Mike who offered her a couple of rings for the game.

"Maybe next time," She said. She wasn't really good at these type of games— she's pretty nearsighted without her glasses.

She noticed an area along the back that was opened up. It was the same area where the ice rink was before, but because it was sunny out, she could see grass and trees on it instead. Many were already flocking to it. It seems like this was the event area.

"Bon!" Came the robotic voice the moment she stepped in.

Guard 26— affectionately named Bonbon— was the mascot of this event. His rusted and mossy appearance told a story.

"H—hello…" She wasn't really sure where to start, but at least she got her answer in the form of Bonbon holding out an… Accessory of some kind. It was a glass-like pot, carefully wrapped in vines that gave it a little handle to hold on to. And within it was a tiny sprout packed in loose soil.

"Bon!" Help each other in collecting energy for these plants.

So it was that cooperation kind of event… When she looked around, it seems that many were already doing the activity— Hunter and Survivor alike. Some where loitering around the tree, picking up the leaves that falls from it. It seems that this was a source of energy for their little sprouts. Underneath the tree's shade were a couple of others— Lucky, Emma, Robbie, Bane, and Emily who seemed to be listening to 'Memory' talk animatedly. On the bench just beside them was Orpheus, giving subtle nods here and there. Others were watering each other's plants.

It's moments like this that haunts her.

The scenes of innocence and curiosity… Animosity and betrayal almost a foreign concept… Just people— souls— sharing a moment of respite from the cruelty behind the manor doors. It reminded her of peaceful times…

She catches herself and shakes her head. So much for relaxing… With a little word of gratitude to the little robot, she excused herself from the place. The event still had plenty of days left, so she could do it when it's less… Crowded

When she rounds the next corner, away from the event area and towards the more secluded area of the ferris wheel , she swears she felt his presence before she could even see him.

"Hmmm? Not gonna do that?"

Ithaqua sits on one of the benches, weapon beside him, arms crossed behind his head. He looks relaxed as he could be, if not for the way Reimei felt stuffy just from looking at the layers of his clothes under this already bright and sweltering sunlight. He looked out of place.

"I don't see you doing it," Reimei replies. It's a split second decision and she makes her way towards him. Luckily, the place he sat on had two benches side by side, so she took a respectable seat a space away from him. "The event runs pretty long anyways,"

He hums off-handedly, not once sparing a glance at where she had seated herself. There's nothing of interest in the view infront of them, just the park's decorations and some balloons, and while the event venue was just a ways off to their left, it seems that everyone's to preoccupied with it to even explore the rest of this already familiar map. Reimei's shoulders finally relaxes, not even realizing she had been tense the entire time. He didn't have to see that.

"Still," She starts, instantly regretting it. She wasn't good at small talk, but she noticed she's been doing so around him more often than not, "The flowers they brought along were beautiful. I've never seen anything like them,"

"They're all the same," Ithaqua says off-handedly in a tone that made Reimei think she's not supposed to hear it. But she did, so she steals a glance at him.

The way night looked like it cloaked him to the bone and the way snow looked like it perpetually clung to his clothes made her think. Perhaps it was only by her knowledge of his skills as a Hunter, but she had an idea what he could mean.

"Were there no flowers where you grew up?"

Immediately, it felt like she had stepped on a landmine with the way his eyes immediately glanced at her, not even turning his head. His demeanor shifted to something more hostile— almost like he was backed against a wall.

"I…" She tried to keep her voice steady, but her volume betrayed her. Still, she tried to speak again, slower this time because she wasn't sure if the panic is going to ruin her choice of words, "Where I lived, there… There were no flowers… Seeing them even felt like they were luxury. To me, they were all just flowers… it was only later when i started traveling that I started to appreciate each of their identities… F-for example!"

She brought out the notebook that was given to them for the event, and she shows him a picture on a page, "Did you know that the rock rose, aside from symbolizing resilience and endurance, is actually a plant known to bloom only after wildfires?" She brings out her pencil and starts sketching on the page, drawing a small seed and a circle around it, "Their seeds have a coating that is waterproof and keeps them dormant for a looooong while until a wildfire actually breaks down the seedcoat and they can finally bloom once they get rain."

Ithaqua by this point had actually turned to look at her, the expression behind his mask indecipherable. Reimei flushes and draws back a bit, "They're all flowers, yes. But there's something unique to each of them… That's all,"

Ithaqua hums. At least he was listening. And at least she doesn't feel that frigid air around him anymore, just the usual stillness. Despite all the time they've bumped into each other, most of their interactions were filled with silence, only usually interupted by the sound of Reimei's tinkering or humming. It's actually more comforting than she realized.

"I wonder what this one will grow into,"

The Hunter huffs, "If you want to know, then you should go about asking for the green energy or whatever,"

"But there's so many people…"

"Isn't that the point of the event?"

She could almost hear him rolling his eyes. She all but internally sighs in relief. A brief idea catches her off guard, and she hoped this time it was a better one, "Yeah… Then do you want to water mine?"

"What?"

"Can you please? You just have to manifest the weird energy thing and I'll be at least one step closer to it!"

Reimei shifts in her seat, holding out the glass vase in between them. Ithaqua's expression looks annoyed, but he hasn't moved away, so she must hold her ground. With a long drawled out sigh, he finally sits up properly, his stilts scraping the ground momentarily.

(That sound hurt her brain much more than she realized)

He holds out his hand, and a green glow emerged. It didn't form a leaf symbol like the ones she saw in the event area, but when Ithaqua moves his hand over the vase, the green glow immediately twirled and followed a path towards the sprout

And then, the sprout grew. Another leaf formed as the stem lifted itself higher off the soil. It was only an inch, but the event of it happening infront of them made Reimei gasp.

"Oh…" She whispers, eyes wide in excitement, lifting the vase up to her face, "Oh wow! Did… Did you see that, Itha?"

Ithaqua almost gave her another annoyed reprimand on calling him that. Almost. The exhasperated warning died down in his throat when he sees her widened eyes, sparkling with interest, and the blush on her cheek that all but gave away her elation. She holds out the vase infront of him, almost bouncing on her seat.

"It— it grew! Just like that!" Her voice was an octave higher, louder even, and Ithaqua could only give a quick "yeah" in response.

She seemed satisfied with that answer nonetheless, enthusiasm not once dying down as she sits back down, gazing at the plant on her lap with a soft smile, "That was… Beautiful," she chuckles, "It felt like my heart skipped a beat,"

Ithaqua is quiet only for a moment, eyes flickering between her face and the plant, before he shifts on his seat and resumes his original lazy position, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

This time though, he tilts his head at her, scrutinizing the sprout from her blind spot, "Well? Any idea what it's gonna be?"

She laughs, "it's still just a small shoot. There's no way I could figure out immediately,"

"What? You can't taste the leaf and figure out if it's a fruit or poison?"

Reimei's laughter continues, and he almost wanted to recoil when it was directed to him, her amber eyes glinting with both confusion and amusement at his comments. Her hand came up to caress the glass vase, gentle, almost cradling.

"I'll… I'll tell you about it when it grows,"

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The plant grew later on: beautiful pink lotuses, with stems reaching high past the vase. She placed the intricate vase in her room, adding a beautiful pop of color amidst its monochromatic hues. With careful hands, she cuts a healthy looking flower from its stem, quickly placing it in a smaller vase she filled up with sand and water. Hopefully she'll run into him somewhere in the garden, or in the halls of the Hunters' wing. The nervousness she usually felt in their area was replaced with excitement as she left her room. The flower may not last long in this tiny home, but atleast she can let him see the product of his help.

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"The Fallen Lingers..."

Ithaqua x Reimei: MorningHarbinger / HelelReim

"He is gone," She replies, "There's no reason for us to stay here anymore, Morningstar," The tower has fallen, and so did the 'false gods' and the 'demon' who once claimed it.

The moon paints the sky an eerie red, and the silhouette of the high tower crumbles before it.

Once, it was the home of the nobility, touched and graced by 'God'. It had been built with the blood and sweat of the commonfolk who could do nothing but to follow like ants. As they toiled away in the shadow of the structure, resentment and scourge festered in their minds.

And then came the 'demon', leading the 'Eclipse' into the fray. He who stood over them bearing the temptation of salvation, the truth about the false gods… and the promise of chaos. He who rallied them to destroy the tower reaching for divine fortune.

He who cared nothing of the means, for he had only one goal in mind: to make this brother suffer.

"Can you stand?"

A hoarse voice pulls him out of his trance. He looks up, fragments of his mask falls, giving him a clearer view of the owner of that voice. "The Harbinger" looks worse for wear, her hair tousled, blood and grime stuck on her form. Her mask has long been destroyed, and only a singular horn remains on her head. Even when the night and flames casted harsh shadows on them, her indigo eyes remained bright, glossy even.

"We… we can't stay here. It will be painful, but I have to pull you aside.."

There's an arm around him, pulling him up slowly from his crumpled position against the tower walls. The pain was everywhere at once and he pulls back, a hollowed laugh on his lips even when his body protested at this. She sets him down again, worried and impatient. His voice was quiet, "Is he gone?"

She knew immediately who he meant: Their prisoner kept in chains at the highest floor of the tower. The 'brother' he so detested. The dead body she had found in the rubble while she was looking for him.

"He is gone," She replies, "There's no reason for us to stay here anymore, Morningstar,"

Not after the neighboring cities have invaded, bringing with them advanced weapons and the teachings of yet another divine being. This land has long since fractured from chaos, and its people were too far gone to be welcomed in societies. To others, there was no other choice… but to elliminate foreign, untamable threats.

The tower has fallen, and so did the 'false gods' and the 'demon'.

Morningstar drops his head back, a forced smile on his lips, "How cruel for the 'Gods' to take him away from me before I could get my revenge," He laughs, painfully, somberly, regretfully, as if there was no more threads holding him together. As if he didn't already spend the past years enacted the said revenge to the captive in the chambers.

And yet, there was a hand on his arm, tugging him carefully, and a cracked voice whispering close to him, "Please," Harbinger says, "Please, we have to leave this place,"

A pause, his laugh slowing down. Even an exhale pained him, but he still forced himself to look to his side as the last remaining remnants of his crowned mask falls pitifully to the floor. He raises a shaky hand, and The Harbinger takes it in both of hers. He hadn't realized he's been cold until he feels her warmth.

"Don't cry,"

"Then please, get up Helel,"

Morningstar-- Helel-- closes his eyes. In the bowels of the decrepit tower, it was only them, but beyond that, what awaits them is the sound of the crackling of flames and the distant screams of the villagers and their pursuers. She sniffles beside him, and finally he sets aside the mask he had worn for so long. With his remaining strength, he cups her cheek, pulling her close so he could see the tears lining her lashes.

"Don't…" Her hands move from his arms to either side of his head, holding herself from the wall to avoid pressing against his already agonized form.

Helel brushes his lips at her temple, "Reimei," He whispers, softly, painfully, tugging at her closer. Reimei relents, bleary eyes gazing up at him, tears fully falling now. His own voided silver eyes soften as he presses another kiss against her cheek, "My harbinger,"

"Helel, please…"

"Do not let this chaos claim you," He breaths. He wraps his fingers on her hair, caressing them through matted blood and dirt, his gaze holding her before him. "Not the world, not the light nor flames, nor the gods above and below,"

Helel closes his eyes, letting himself be consumed by this feeling that the blinding pain could not compare to. He could feel the weight of Reimei's tears on his chest, like one stone after another, choking him, as he presses a kiss on her lips. Fleeting, impermanent. Unbound, yet eternal.

When the first light of dawn spread across the horizon, only but stones and ashes remained. The gods have looked away for there were no more ants to worship them, and the tower is but a tombstone for those who once ruled within. Deep in the shadows of the forest, The Harbinger's shadow retreats with no more stories to tell.

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"Hair Braiding"

IthaReim (Ithaqua x Reimei)

"It's my first time seeing Morningstar in the match." "Moving around it is quite troublesome," Ithaqua replies, stopping just short by the edge of the shadows in the clearing, "But it works wonders in distracting the survivors,"

"It's my first time seeing Morningstar in the match."

He hears her say, even before she sees him emerge from the thicket. Leaves scrunch beneath his stilts, adding a layer of sound to the otherwise silent night. The crickets have long since stayed silent in their presence.

"Moving around it is quite troublesome," Ithaqua replies, stopping just short by the edge of the shadows in the clearing, "But it works wonders in distracting the survivors,"

He chuckles.

"Seems like you were distracted too, hmm?"

Reimei looks at him with a scrunch of her eyebrow, "I escaped, didn't I? It wasn't anything from your pity," A pause, her eyes scanning him. His gaze lingers back, intrigued, "I was just thinking about how it showed more of your hair. The braids were cute,"

"It's what the game gave," He said it so flippantly, but he couldn't help but raise his free hand to touch his hair visible from the hood, "… Very distracting,"

And yet moments later, with much persuasion and a promise of an exciting match, he found himself stepping out into the moonlight. Her amber-tinted eyes glinted in triumph, and with a quick bounce on the sole of her feet, she turned around.

Exhasperated, he lays his weapon against the tree trunk and positioned himself just beside the worn down tree that Reimei was sitting at. He took her hair in his hands. Under the cold hue of the moon, her hair looked like the needles of the pinetree, the colors of evergreen burried under the snow.

"Just like the ones you had?" She tilts her head a bit, but he stops her short by holding her hair in place.

"Too much work. I'll just braid it once,"

With practiced fingers, he wove each strand of hair around each other, up, between, below, repeat. Reimei hums quietly, swaying side to side in small motions, mindful of tugging at his progress.

"When I get my next skin, would you braid my hair like this too?"

He makes a low noise. Not really a yes or no, but she doesn't push further. Perhaps if she shows up in that new costume, he'll be the first one to (judge) see it.

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Ithaqua x Reimei (OC) / IthaReim

He got his little evergreen for the match~ (she got terrorshocked)

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They ranked for hours straight because it was Rakurai's birthday wish U_U

[ 6/01 Happy Birthday, Rakurai Hatsuho~! ]

Another year full of love and appreciation to our matcha boy~!! He's grown so much more thanks to the environment that truly lets him~!

Plus here's a little matcha treat for him~!

A little look-back at his previous birthday arts:

2024

2023

2022

2020

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[ 6/01 Happy Birthday, Rakurai Hatsuho~! ]

Another year full of love and appreciation to our matcha boy~!! He's grown so much more thanks to the environment that truly lets him~!

Plus here's a little matcha treat for him~!

A little look-back at his previous birthday arts:

2024

2023

2022

2020

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Zebui's evolution line

Tzonitru- Tonitru"Thunder"

Zevulmen- Fulmen "Lightning"

Zaltus- Altus "High/Above"

Zenebri- Tenebris "Darkness"

Zanguis- Sanguis "Blood"

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Kuva Yasuhiro

——– PARALLEL AU - ——-

Background

Birthday: December 12 Origin: ==== Occupation: Mercenary, Marksman, Reaper Height: 179cm Weight: 63kg Family members: younger brother Tatsuno, Mother and Grandmother. Element: Dark/Ice Preferred weapon: Scythe, Sniper Rifle Specialties: Cryokinesis, Sense Manipulation, Camouflage, Soul Reading, Intel gathering

PERSONALITY:

N/A

TIMELINE:

Born during the Border States War.

Age 11: separated from his family. Was taken in as a captive by traveling mercenaries. Because of his wit and age, they took pity on him and let him tag along if he could keep up

Proved to be very useful as a scout and bait (his choice of words). Expressed interest in firearms and was surprisingly adept at handling them.

Age 14: Arrived in the Mercenaries' main base where Kuva meets Rakurai (age 13), a survivor who also got the group to take him in because of Rakurai's unique electric skills at such a young age. Because they were near each other's ages, they naturally fell into each other's company and became partners.

Age 15: Awakened his prowess in the ice element. Because of Kuva and Raku's synergy and new skill set, they were slowly being deployed for more and more dangerous missions.

Age 18: The mercenaries grew in power and size. Kuva and Rakurai became a formidable team, known for their flawless and quick execution of plans— Rakurai being the front assault proficient in close quarters combat, and Kuva being a terrifyingly lethal shot with his sniper.

Age 19: Was sent on a suicide mission. He and Rakurai's team was supposed to break the city's line of fire from the south walls, instead were met by a squadron that surrounded them on all sides. Rakurai, seeing the death of his comrades, was unable to control his rampage. Kuva was fatally injured trying to stop Rakurai.

In his dying moments in the battlefield, Kuva meets the Favorkeepers. Zeignaua takes interest in his tenacity and offers him a second chance for a price. (At this point, he is deemed a Chronos Touched)

Kuva takes it with no question. In exchange for giving him renewed life, Kuva's soul is no longer allowed in the afterlife. He is to help ferry dying souls by becoming a vessel for them. This gives Kuva's left eye the ability to discern a person's closeness to death. He is essentially a reaper.

He disliked the fancy inscription on his skin (he doesn't like tattoos) so he started wearing a blindfold.

Luckily, Zeignaua is more than generous, if not questionable. Zeignaua occasionally visits Kuva to retrieve the souls from him instead of letting the souls fill up and consume him. (Zeignaua is curious with mortals and Kuva helps in keeping him entertained) (imagine being bros with a deity)

Age 19-22: Travels the war-torn country, with the war having ended (outcome? he doesn't care at this point). He's ferrying souls while searching for traces of Rakurai's whereabouts. Finds his family but does not reveal himself to them: His father had died during during the family's evacuation. Mother and Tatsuno had moved in to their grandmother's home in the countryside.

Age 22: Meets Rakurai again— Rakurai was escorting a group crosscountry to safety when they were attacked. Kuva assists them and later on tagged along so he could say hi to Rakurai again.

Kuva was a prick at this time— jokingly bringing up their last moments together and how it felt like to die. Rakurai finds this extremely triggering and resented Kuva for being flippant on Rakurai's feelings— having to go through the guilt and trauma of killing his best friend.

Age 23: a bit of a better relation with Rakurai, though Raku is still very stern with him. Kuva doesn't mind honestly. Settled in a small town because Rakurai apparently was taking care of kids by this time ("you have children?!" , "they're not mine damnit!"). Decided to just be the local gossiper.

Age 25: Zeignaua summons for him to participate as a Sentinel, a precaution for the impending opening of a Fractura (in which corrupted souls manifest in the real world). At this point, Kuva forgot (?) to tell Rakurai that he was blessed by the Favorkeepers, causing Rakurai to explode at him again.

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Kuva Yasuhiro

——– MODERN AU ——–

BACKGROUND:

Birthday: December 12 Origin: Yokohama Occupation: Forensic Science, band member, net streamer Height: 179cm Weight: 63kg Family members: .... Tatsuno (Younger brother), Toffee (pet Dameranian) .... Himari (Mother), Grandmother Likes: FPS games, ice cream, Pokemon, Rakurai Hobbies: gaming, urban exploring, drums, firearm assembly Dislikes: anyone who dislikes Raku, bananas, Cha, flashing lights

Preferences: City fashion (oversized polos, shirts, casual button-ups), Badtz-maru, Eevee, fox coded (silver fox, bat-eared fox), assassin / sniper / scythe weilder RPG, ice/dark element

MBTI: ESFP-A

PERSONALITY:

Appearing to most as a friendly, laid back, amiable, and boisterous guy, he hides a sly, scheming, and borderline manipulative side that he developed during his years of strife. He cares deeply for Rakurai and will do anything and everything to stay by his side. He is easy going and seeks fun everywhere, usually dragging his friends along with him to try out new things. His unassuming demeanor allows him to get close to many people but never truly be part of a single circle. When irked however, he is an unnerving presence. Kuva is fully capable of orchestrating full scenarios by predicting people's behavior and setting them up accordingly.

MODERN AU TIMELINE:

born in Yokohama. Mother: Himari, works as a salesclerk.

Age 3: grew up there for a while, and his younger brother, Tatsuno was born.

Age 7: Father left without warning. Implied that the father was cheating, and has incurred debt.

Age 8: befriended the new classmate of the elementary class, Rakurai, sensing that they were both from a troubled family situation. Became inseparable, and Kuva cherished the little solace of this friendship.

Age 10: Debt collectors stormed their house when they were away. Fearing for their lives, the mother abruptly pulled them away from school and moved to a different city.

Age 11-14: They moved around a bit more. Two cities and a few areas within them. Held back by a year.

Age 14-18: After much persuasion, Himari finally moved her family to the countryside with her grandparents.

Age 19: Returns to Yokohama for college, much to the dismay of his mother. Meets Rakurai again, after years of radio silence. The relationship was strained, and Kuva was not the best at communicating what had happened, playing it off too lightly that it pissed off Rakurai, who was trying to be patient with him.

(COLLEGE YEARS) Lives in a shared apartment with his Akasa, a 2nd year who goes to the same school. Tatsuno later shares the apartment too.

Has a pet dog named (Sir) Waffles, a Pomeranian. Waffles got sick in Kuva's 4th year of college and later on passed away. Kuva later on adopted a dameranian (Dachsund/Pomeranian mix) named Toffee.

Majors in Forensic Science.

Part of a band: Lock!!On (with Rakurai and Zevy)

Very much enjoyed his time pursuing the same interests (music) as Rakurai.

Part time job in a CD store. Very friendly with the owner. Got tons of connection in there.

Above average grades. Excels at anthropology and toxicology. Likes to sit in random classes if he's not noticed. Memorized Raku's schedule so he could drop by. FUTURE TIMELINE:

Works as a forensic scientist.

Works in the same lab sector that Rakurai is acquainted with. Rakurai's personal call whenever he needs opinion on cases

Youngest in the lab. Social butterfly. Chief likes him but wonders why everyone is seemingly unnerved by him.

Very good eye for scene analysis (jokingly says it's because of his farsightedness) and is quick with reenacting possible scenarios. Unfortunately this makes him prone to missing small details that his colleagues have to pick up on. Distasteful dark humour.

Surprisingly athletic. Trains with Rakurai during Saturdays while they're catching up.

Unfortunately gets himself involved in cases Rakurai is handling. Like. Physically there. Just because.

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Art with LOCK!!on's three members!! Rakurai Hatsuho (Vocalist. Guitar. Songwriter) Kuva Yasuhiro (Drum. Keyboard. Processing.) Zevy Redacted (Bassist. Producer. Promoter)

(+ Kuva's pet Dameranian named Toffee)

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RAKURAI HATSUHO

(incoming sentimental thoughts up ahead)

My pride and joy… my precious son… The OC who went through everything our sadistic sides threw at him and emerged stronger and more loved than before.

Rakurai started off in the RP as the loud, angry guy who kept bossing everyone around. All of them were thrown in a world they didn't know, but the first thing he did was keep everyone in line. He threw curses left and right and threatened to throw punches at anyone who got in his way, so they just followed him.

But I'm the middle of the story, they realized it was Rakurai who was keeping everyone alive. If someone was in trouble, he'd go his way to save them. When the group was split, he was by all means finding ways to figure out where everyone was, going head to head with some of the most dangerous people in the story even. He would tear through a town just to make sure each and everyone was safe.

Rakurai lost comrades. Rakurai was backstabbed by even more of who he thought were on his side. But through all these, he was stubborn. He didn't need to trust anyone– he just wanted them to trust him. He hated relying on others, so he sought to be the one who does it all.

He wants a purpose. He wants people to protect. He wants to see people alive and well and happy around him. He's empty and lonely, a hollow can just finding something to fill himself with…

Now he's loved. He has his adoptive little sisters. He has Kotik and Cha who loves him for everything he is. He has Kuva who never once left his side. And he's melted to the core and just… Loved.

Sure he's still got a short fuse, curses like it's part of his vocabulary, maybe can still pick a fight with just his glare, but he's learned more to life than just throwing himself blindly at every challenge he sees. He appreciates himself more thanks to Kotik and Cha..

He can finally think "I do deserve this happiness," without feeling guilty or inadequate. He relies on others and can finally let his guard down enough to relax on everyone's company..

This development just meant so much to me… I'm so emotional right now over Rakurai because I feel like his OC life story is the most fulfilling thing I've ever done and witnessed. Despite everything we threw at him, how many deaths and suffering in different AUs he had to endure–

It still stands that the most canon ending that he obtained is the happiest ending ever for all of them. He's living his life surrounded by the people he loves and loves him back. I'm just so happy thinking about it that my heart swells with pride when I draw Raku.

(I remember that time Edme was talking about putting someone in grave danger, and I was ready to make Raku spring into action to save them, but she said something along the lines of 'We have to kill Raku bcuz he's the head of the group" and honestly??That made me realize all these))

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY RAKU TALK. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND HE DESERVES THE HAPPINESS

Rakurai Hatsuho

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AU notes: He was first created as a character for the "Dead&Dying" (2019) Roleplay event from the BSD Big Bang server. This version of him is the ORIGINAL and CANON timeline, that is later on mirrored into the modern AU story.

Background

Birthday: June 1 Origin: ==== Occupation: Mercenary, Mafia intel Height: 178cm Weight: 67kg Family members: adopted sisters Ophelia and Shikayo, Spouses Kotik and Cha Element: Electric Preferred weapon: Daggers Specialties: Elektrokinesis, close-quarters combat, cold weaponry, stealth

Personality

Brash and aggressive with mouth of a sailor. Impulsive, but wth sharp intuition to follow up on his moves. Dislikes a chaotic environment, so if nobody is leading, he takes charge to keep everything and everyone in order. In combat, he is as silent and as fast as his blades. He deals with problems and enemies with lethal efficiency. Now in his peaceful life, Rakurai's explosive temper has mellowed down. He doesn't yell as much but still ends up cursing. His usually glaring expression only hides the fact that he is a curious and healing soul. He is also very much new to affection and struggles to accept and express it. Unfotunately, the ashes of war is still lingering in the corners of his eyes, leaving him with aversion to sudden noise and touches. His senses are still subconsciously high. Only when he is around his loved ones does he let his guard down, and enjoy the moment as it is.

Notable Timeline

- Forced to become a child soldier in a lossing force - Met Kuva Yasuhiro in the camp - Became mercenaries after the siege. - Helped lead a party to safety in the midst of a chaotic continent - Rescued the sisters Ophelia and Shikayo from an abusive home. - Settled down with a family

Trivia

- He was originally created as an OC for a Bungou Stray Dogs roleplay event "Dead&Dying (2019)", from the BSD Big Bang server. - His last name Hatsuho is similar to that of Hatsuho Naito, author of 'Thunder Gods', a book recollecting experiences of survivors of the Kamikaze missions. Taking this last name is a homage to the BSD casts having real life inspirations. - He and Kuva are partners in every universe. - His name "Rakurai" is the Japanese name of the Pokemon Electrike, but he has been compared to a Pikachu most of the time instead. - Emoji: ⚡🍵

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RAKURAI HATSUHO but it's art from others~!!!

Because I love him in every style... and I look at these works fondly. I love them soooo so much!!!

Credits (most handles are from Twitter)

Art 1-4: Ele (@/bebeckwe) Art 5-8: Haru (@/etsukiharu) Art 9-10: Commissioned by Neph Art 11: From Leo Art 12: from Jinx (@pocketsizedJinx) Art 13: Art trade with @/abyssmxx Art 14: From @/AeraZeni Art 15: From Bagel (@/aitsukipi)

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Rakurai Hatsuho

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AU notes: He was first created as a character for the "Dead&Dying" (2019) Roleplay event from the BSD Big Bang server. This version of him is the ORIGINAL and CANON timeline, that is later on mirrored into the modern AU story.

BACKGROUND:

Birthday: June 1 Origin: ==== Occupation: Mercenary, Mafia intel Height: 178cm Weight: 67kg Family members: adopted sisters Ophelia and Shikayo, Spouses Kotik and Cha Element: Electric Preferred weapon: Daggers Specialties: Elektrokinesis, close-quarters combat, cold weaponry, Stealth, Tracking

PERSONALITY:

Brash and aggressive with mouth of a sailor. Impulsive, but wth sharp intuition to follow up on his moves. Dislikes a chaotic environment, so if nobody is leading, he takes charge to keep everything and everyone in order. In combat, he is as silent and as fast as his blades. He deals with problems and enemies with lethal efficiency. Now in his peaceful life, Rakurai's explosive temper has mellowed down. He doesn't yell as much but still ends up cursing. His usually glaring expression only hides the fact that he is a curious and healing soul. He is also very much new to affection and struggles to accept and express it. Unfotunately, the ashes of war is still lingering in the corners of his eyes, leaving him with aversion to sudden noise and touches. His senses are still subconsciously high. Only when he is around his loved ones does he let his guard down, and enjoy the moment as it is.

PARALLEL AU TIMELINE:

born during the Border States War.

Orphaned very early. Grew up with a traveling Mercenary group after they had scavenged (and "rescued" him) from a nearby town. Rakurai was later on trained in their ways and believing in the unending war around him

Age 11: Awakened his electric prowess, giving him a new importance in the group. Was rigourously trained to master his capabilities very early.

Age 13: meets Kuva after another subgroup of the mercenaries regrouped with them in their base. Being nearly the same age (Kuva was 14yo), they immediately became friends.

Age 15: Kuva awakened his ice powers. Their synergy immediately became a lethal weapon against their enemies, and because of this, the Mercenary group started to prepare them for more dangerous missions. Rakurai was trained in different types of combat and frontal infiltration and assaults, meanwhile Kuva was trained in espionage, negotiation, and firearms.

Age 16: Started seeing the damages they were causing when he had stumbled upon displaced families hiding in a shelter. Rakurai was told to leave as his job is now done and the higher ups will be handling them. Rakurai asks Kuva about this, but Kuva dismissed it.

Age 19: "The Siege" operation was now in effect, in which they were to take control of a major city to put out their demands to the Central city. Unfortunately, Rakurai and Kuva's team were only sent on a suicide mission for an underhanded scheme, and plenty of Rakurai's comrades fell because of the misinformation that was fed to them. It turns out that Rakurai and Kuva were going to be traded in exchange for safe passage in the city, among other benefits.

Rakurai was unable to control his emotions and went berserk, harming allies, foes and civilians alike. In order to stop Rakurai from burning himself out, Kuva stepped in and was fatally wounded as a result. Rakurai snapped out of it and only witnessed Kuva's fall before Rakurai was eventually subdued by the enemy. Rakurai was thrown to prison was scheduled to be executed.

Age 20: Escaped prison and went to take revenge on the Mercenary group— tracking their main leaders and killing them.

Age 21-22: Travelled while laying low. It was during this traveling that he picked up Ophelia and Shikayo, who also lost their parents and were struggling to keep themselves well. Rakurai brought them to a safer town and started working small and quick jobs to give them their necessities and a small room to stay in.

Age 22: Took the job offer of a small escort mission to the next town over when he runs into trouble. What he did not expect was Kuva— seemingly alive and changed— appearing again. Learns that Kuva didn't die and recovered from his wound. Their clashing personalities and point of view of that time in the past made their reunion very strained. After the escort mission, he was favoured very well by the couple in the group and was offered a place to stay where he can bring Ophelia and Shikayo along.

Age 23: moved in with the couple (Kotik and Cha) in another town where Rakurai started working around their restaurant. He was able to send the sisters over for basic schooling too. Kuva decided to stick around and become the local gossiper (he has a job but nobody knows what it is).

The Border States War has also ended by now, and related entities (Mercenary group, Governing state groups) have been disbanded. Though plenty of investigation was done, many were left unchecked, including Rakurai's whereabouts and punishment.

Age 25: finds out Kuva is going to become a Sentinel— a chosen person by the Favorkeepers to assist them in combatting corruptive entities in the world. Rakurai is pissed yet again because Kuva withold another story of what happened when he supposedly died. Despite his initial disdain for this, Rakurai wanted to join Kuva, and this issued a challenge to a Favorkeeper to become a Sentinel.

request was continuously denied, making Rakurai frustrated. Decided to make an independent organization where he started training others.

TRIVIA:

- He was originally created as an OC for a Bungou Stray Dogs roleplay event "Dead&Dying (2019)", from the BSD Big Bang server. - His last name Hatsuho is similar to that of Hatsuho Naito, author of 'Thunder Gods', a book recollecting experiences of survivors of the Kamikaze missions. Taking this last name is a homage to the BSD casts having real life inspirations. - He and Kuva are partners in every universe. - His name "Rakurai" is the Japanese name of the Pokemon Electrike, but he has been compared to a Pikachu most of the time instead. - Emoji: ⚡🍵

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Rakurai Hatsuho

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BACKGROUND:

Birthday: June 1 Origin: Yokohama Occupation: Criminology major , part time barista at Valse Scherzo , musician and singer, (Modern AU future) Special Investigations team. Height: 178cm Weight: 67kg Family members: Younger sisters Ophelia and Shikayo. Romantic polyamorous relationship with with Kotik and Cha. Likes: matcha, Pokemon, cold weapons, J-rock, Hobbies: gym training, music, long walks, rock climbing Dislikes: dark cramped rooms, loud noises, swindlers

Preferences: techwear, casual sporty, Pochacco, Pikachu, rogue/assassin RPG, electric element

MBTI: ISFJ-T

PERSONALITY:

Rakurai onstage comes off as a brash, aggressive and confident performer. His agility, stamina and strength that comes from years of physical labor, coupled with lightning intuition allows him to move with ease on set. Meanwhile his rough yet flexible voice commands a powerful charisma on stage that draws many to their performances.Offstage, Rakura's originally explosive temper has mellowed down. He acts more than he speaks. Even though his expression may seem like he's always angry, he is constantly looking out for others and isn't afraid to put himself out there for them. His unwavering loyalty is won by very few people.

MODERN AU TIMELINE:

Born in Yokohama. Orphaned at a young age. Grew up in Kiyoshi House, an orphanage. Loud, sharp, and upfront; the other children see him as the leader (even if he's not the oldest). Despite his unruly personality, he is very studious and the elderly Director (Lilian Kiyoshi) took a liking to him. He was given a chance to go to school.

Age 8: befriended Kuva. Fought with him first though— with a punch to Kuva's face for being so touchy on Raku's things. Rakurai got scolded by the teacher and it reached the Director. Luckily for him, Kuva happened to visit and apologize. Questionable friends since then (Kuva followed him around)

Age 10: Kuva disappears. Rakurai has no idea how to contact him and noone to ask about this so he couldn't do anything but continue on.

Age 15: Saved Ophelia and Shikayo. He happened to pass by a house where he heard shouting and loud crashing. He decided to intrude and witnessed a drunken father being aggressive, and two sisters huddled in the corner crying and bruised. Rakurai stepped in to save them and fight the man. Obviously got very beaten up, but it allowed the girls to run and call for help. The sisters were taken into custody and the father was charged for multiple counts of abuse (as well as some shadier things after background checks). The sisters did not like the adults around them and naturally gravitated to Rakurai. This led to them being put in the orphanage too.

Age 16: Learned guitar from Elias, the Director's grandson. Meets Zevy for the first time too— she volunteers to meet the kids and read to them and teach them basic studies. Rakurai then started doing small jobs around the neighborhood. Reliable, punctual, very hands-on, although seemingly unapproachable because of his permanent scowl. Gives his earnings to the Orphanage to help the fund for schooling more children (particularly Shikayo and Ophelia).

Age 17: Becomes a small cover singer online under the name RaikuR. Elias once posted a video of Rakurai singing and it went viral. Raku then finds out that he can get donations from it so he starts a channel where he can post his performances.

Age 18: Graduated high school.

(COLLEGE YEARS)Studies Criminology. Hoping to be a police officer.

Meets Zevy again— Questions why it always seems like she's everywhere at once, but decides against it since she's just vibing along.

Meets Kuva again. Very strained meeting. Almost escalated into a fight because of their clashing personalities, if it weren't for Zevy interfering.

Dislikes Kuva's flippant attitude. Dislikes Kuva constantly spinning stories to downplay the radio silence between them. Rakurai was worried— always had been— and he really wanted to understand after all these years, but Kuva's actions and words were very crude nonetheless. Took nearly 7 months for Rakurai to even tolerate Kuva's presence around him.

In the end they both wanted to start over so they started a band— Lock!!On— under Zevy's suggestion. Rakurai was immediately recognized by others to be the singer Raikur, which helped them get popular immediately.

Works part time in Cafe Valse Scherzo to help fund his college needs, where he has piqued the interest of the owners. They regard him very fondly. Future Timeline:

Rakurai moves out of the orphanage and in with Kotik and Cha, the owners of Cafe Valse Scherzo. They have also helped fill out papers to adopt Shikayo and Ophelia with them.

Very implied that Rakurai is in a polyamorous relationship with Kotik and Cha. Though many do not ask him about it (courtesy of his unapproachable glaring).

had to stop being in the band for a while, but still posts covers in his channel. Lock!!On still holds small online lives when schedule permits it.

Part of the police force for a year before he was involved with a national case. His tactical resolution of the case and fierceness in the ensuing combat led him to be recruited for the SIT (Special Investigation Teams), where he was trained for years before officially becoming a member.

unfortunately finds out that the division he returns to is the same one Kuva has been working for too.

Considerably mellows down that his glare has become a pokerface instead. He is still a blunt and action-first type of guy, but he has garnered respect from his colleagues.

TRIVIA:

- Surprisingly good with children - He does curse a lot, but he's starting to catch himself. - Loves matcha. Can only make matcha themed deserts in the cafe - Basic fashion. Efficiency and comfort over appearance. Needs so many people to help him fill his wardrobe with pleasing clothes. - Main aesthetic: casual, urban street style, techwear, military - Scent: lime, galbanum, leaf note - Voice claim/s: Nobuhiko Okamoto (Accelerator ver.), Megatera Zero/ Whale Taylor, Akugetsu - Emoji: ⚡🍵