#★. ic ask

[starsburned]

✏️ -also shirase and dazai

@memoryextrction pulled dazai from the fire.

Shirase: BWWAAAAAAAAAA! Oh, you hear that? That's the wrong opinion alarm. Dazai: That is not something you actually have installed. Shirase: Sorry, say again? I couldn't hear you over my alarm that YOU SET OFF with your WRONG-ASS OPINION.

[theircurse]

╰ ☆ ✧ — Anonymous asked: Yumeno~ which side of your hair is dyed a different colour? Do you have white hair or dark hair naturally?

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted. ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤIt's NATURAL ! I don't think the Mafia would give me hair dye even if I asked for it !ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤBut I'm kinda glad because if I had ALL WHITE hair, I'd look too much like that weird tiger which is gross ! And if I had ALL DARK hair, I'd look too much like Dazai - san which is even more GROSS !ㅤ❜

[bbina]

as a wave voter i want to issue out a formal apology to all the pill voters cuz i initially thought pill meant yn was gonna overdose and d word or something and i was like noo that's too tragic😭😭🙏 drowning in the tears of my regret rn please extract my wave vote away

YALL WANT YN GONE OMFGGFFFGGGG LMFAOOOOOOOIIOOOOOOOOOOO

[unboundpower]

❝ Why do I play this game again? ❞

[galacticbaseballbatter]

trailblazer. . .we meet once again

the plum-haired woman pushes a small button which "boops" the gray haired trash loving woman

@emanator-of-nihility

Stelle waves at Acheron, it hasn’t been a long time since they last saw each other. “Hey Acheron! I-”

Stelle is taken aback by the sudden boop. “Wait, did you just boop me?” Stelle is confused, on why Acheron booped here through what seems like a…button?

[ncvabcrn]

"god, she wants me so bad it makes her look stupid."

[doueegezh]

(≖ ͜ʖ≖)

@anvevennad [ i'm gonna cancel u ]

(ಠ⌣ಠ) （╬ಠ益ಠ)

[braveburned]

Gregory's when's the last time you drunk a decent amount of water....or got decent sleep ?

★ — Don't mind the incredibly suspicious look he gives in return for the question. The answer is not nearly recent enough to both!

" ... sorry, I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." ( little shit ).

[00sgoth]

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── MIA SLAUGHTER. | | | | | | @freakl3ash.

the idea had manifested in the middle of the candy aisle only a few hours prior —— a romantic gestured joke hatched and born alongside never ending hallmark holiday reminders , and boxes of those disgusting chalky hearts as the only witnesses. it only makes sense to begin your shopping days in advance [ ... ] before the shelves were ransacked by last minute husbands scrambling after work to return home with a box of chocolates in tow. even ian knew better. it was only a coincidence that his own sweet tooth decided to rear its head and push him there to begin with. but now he could barely keep composure —— practically giggling like a kid with a new toy during the drive to her house. he has jokes ; plenty of them , and it's a shame that she would be the one constantly forced to endure them all.

❛❛ mia elizabeth palladino— ❜❜ government name issued to show that he meant business , despite the goofy smile rabidly attempting to claw its way across his features [ ... ] and he lowers himself before her to situate himself comfortably on one knee. ignoring the crinkling sound of a wrapper tucked away in his back pocket while doing so. ❛❛ you're the freak to my leash... my butterfly sugar baby— ❜❜ gaze flutters upwards and face scrunches in thought —— he's trying to remember the rest of the references he'd thought of on the ride here. and it only takes a moment to come to him before he once again finds eye contact.

❛❛ —my last resort. and i should'a asked you this like.... a week ago. but , ❜❜ reaching into his pocket —— he reveals the slick packaging of the finest ring pop in town [ ... ] one that will surely stain lips and tongue an electric shade of blue. ❛❛ will you be my valentine? ❜❜ chipped painted nails are already working on ripping the corner to pull the candy from its wrapper and offer it out towards her. ❛❛ and share this with me? 'cause i only bought one. ❜❜

[unprocione]

𝗔𝗗𝗔 𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗚 ( @greenherb ) spoke: " a force of nature, huh leon? " a long purr of approval deep in her chest, slipping through the fine silk blouse cut low, " yeah... i like that. "

❝  with a bodycount to match.  ❞ spoken with a hollow sense of humor, like an echo from the bottom of a bottle he's yet to crawl out of, chased with a thin-pressed and lemon-bitter smile that doesn't reach his, briefly downcast, gaze. ❝  seems like you.. packed light. aren't you cold?  ❞

[dojimakaichou]

SENT FROM @akiiyamashun​ ―   ( unprompted / always accepting )

For the past few days, Akiyama had been more absent than usual from Daigo's apartment; he had told his boyfriend that he had some urgent matters to attend to at Sky Finance, and that with Hana soon to be married and moving away from Tokyo, he had been swamped with work and other administrative matters. The fact that the loan shark had never been the most organized person in terms of office affairs also justified the extra time away. When he finally got everything in order, it was very late in the afternoon - with the sun still on the sky, Daigo was looking no better than a corpse, immovable on his bed and in the room submerged into darkness. Akiyama knew the pathway to the vampire by heart - even as his eyes adjusted to the lack of light, his feet was already impressively trained to arrive at the intended destination. The younger male climbed onto the mattress, and then claimed his place - he leaned on his side and embraced the creature's form, an arm keeping him close even if the chances of Daigo moving were minimal. With such proximity, he could hear the faint heartbeat that lingered within the immortal's chest - the residual effect of the last feeding, a reminder that he was a living man despite all arguments to the contrary. Akiyama wouldn't dispute the biological certainty of death - but he refused to acknowledge a vampire as some sort of hollow shell. Particularly when he had made his mind to become one himself. It was only when Daigo stirred and regained consciousness that the loan shark followed suit, giving him room to stretch his limbs; an old habit preserved up to that moment, and one that made Akiyama smile. Although he could see the room now with much more clarity, it was the pair of red, shining orbs that he focused on - his lover was awake, and pleased to find him there; he knew Sky Finance had been demanding more time than usual. ...But only because he was organizing all his affairs, using the last days following Hana's departure to structure and plan what would be his post-mortem empire; he was going to leave his own humanity behind, but he wouldn't abandon mankind at all. His mission, perhaps, was just beginning. "Hey," the moneylender said softly, lips curving when the other moved to envelop him in a hug, face hiding in the curve of the loan shark's neck. It was not even that Daigo necessarily needed to feed - it was just that it had become one of their favorite ways to show affection and to translate their bond. Akiyama had once clung to Daigo for dear life - he was happy to be a literal lifeline to the other now, although that was about to be cut short. "I wanted to tell you something," Akiyama said, a hand going up to move through the older one's hair, fingers carding through raven-like tresses with tenderness; the fact that his breathing and heartbeat did not go out of control demonstrated just how certain he was, and the fact that the loan shark had finally come to a decision that left his mind at peace, "I decided to join you - in eternity, I mean," he pressed his lips against the top of Daigo's head then, almost as if that soft kiss sealed some sort of promise. "I want to be turned, Daigo - I've made preparations, I've seen that Hana is well-looked after, I've settled everything over at Sky Finance, Elise and the other places... I'm ready for this," a pause, and Akiyama closed his eyes, "I want this, if you'll have me."

★. ―

Daigo missed him. It was a fact as true as his inability to face sunlight or swallow water. The vampire had grown used to having Akiyama close  ―  as a lover, as a source of food, as an impromptu protector when other supernatural entities chose to appear. However, when Sky Finance demanded his boyfriend’s attention, Daigo didn’t argue. Akiyama’s work was important to him and his impact in Kamurocho was impossible to ignore. Daigo needed his lifeline, yes, but their beloved home depended on him even more. 

          ―  and, having mated  .    .    .  Daigo knew that Akiyama was alright. A little stressed, perhaps, or tired given what his company asked of him ( and being none the wiser, the creature assumed it was merely several requests for loans at once or more elaborate tests that needed planning ). Now that Daigo had a word, a definition for the thoughts in the back of his mind that weren’t his own, the entire affair was much clearer. He couldn’t help the pang of guilt he felt whenever he reflected on what Melissa and Azumi told them ; in many ways, Daigo’s unconscious decision to take Akiyama as his lifelong partner read to the ex - yakuza like him fastening a ball and chain to Akiyama’s ankle. Daigo believed what the mysterious figures that served as his instructors said : without the loan shark, he would have no desire to find other sources of blood and would likely perish out of grief. It was impossible to give words to the depth of his emotions in a way that Akiyama or any mortal would understand, but they mirrored what Melissa and Azumi described. 

          There were nights that he wanted that : to have Akiyama understand what his fumbling description ( or their teachers’ eloquent explanations ) attempted to share. Daigo knew it was selfish of him, though, and he would never ask Akiyama to experience it merely for his sake. To do so would mean becoming the same monster as Daigo, to give up a life that would one day end in peace. The creature had promised Akiyama that the decision would remain firmly in his hands and that he would do nothing to persuade it. Daigo was determined to hold to his word.

          The vampire knew his mate entered his inner sanctum long before Akiyama’s arm slipped over his cold frame. It was because of that bond, half - formed as it may have been then ; Daigo recognized in the midst of his sleep that his lover was returned to him through the emotions stirring in his being. His dreams softened and grew more peaceful at Akiyama’s arrival. A small smile, hidden by hair and darkness, came to his countenance despite his body’s obstinate desire to remain at rest. Daigo was FULL AND HAPPY. There was no reason for him to will his corpse up or his eyes open yet. The sun lingered in the sky, and he was naturally inclined to stay exactly as he was. The resting corpse of a monster being cuddled by a living man would read as blasphemous on the surface for the greater population, but to Daigo these precious moments were pure bliss. 

          Once night began to creep into the edges of the world, Daigo stirred. A sort of life returned to him, a mimicry of what he used to be. His stretch and light groan were not needed ( he hadn’t felt the ache of an aging body or uncomfortable scars in years ) but gave Daigo satisfaction nonetheless. The instincts that brought his features against Akiyama’s neck, however, were entirely vampiric  ―  to seek comfort in the pulse and warmth of a living creature and hide away in the paradise formed by their scent and skin were wholly inhuman desires. Daigo nuzzled into his favorite place, strong arms folding around Akiyama, and issued a deep, pleased noise from his throat.

          He listened to Akiyama in a haze. Thusly, the weight and meaning of his statements didn’t register to the vampire until a minute after. Akiyama continued to stroke his locks, awaiting the realization to come to his lover. A stiffening of Daigo’s limbs announced when the loan shark’s request finally sank in, as did the pausing of the quiet intonations passed from his thin lips. The moneylender opened his eyes as Daigo slid away from him. Akiyama moved with Daigo, following his unspoken requests.

          The creature rolled Akiyama onto his back gently and rose over him. He swung a leg across Akiyama effortlessly, hands pressed flat to either side of him, and gazed down at him with brilliant red eyes. Daigo’s mouth hovered open. His brow was furrowed. Akiyama’s fingers reached up to cup the vampire’s cheek reassuringly. The heel of his palm landed at the edge of Daigo’s lips. 

          There was no question in Daigo’s mind of Akiyama’s conviction ; he could sense only peace in the connection he shared with the human beneath him. That the younger man’s heartbeat and breathing remained so steady, as well, reinforced his surety. 

           “Of course I would have you,” Daigo murmured, nestling into Akiyama’s touch. “  ―  you’re  .    .    .  everything to me. I want nothing more.” His stare narrowed, and the creature’s expression took on an amused quality. “Your ‘ preparations ’  ―  that’s what you were doing recently.” As Daigo spoke through the information, the pieces fell together. To understand that Akiyama had evidently planned for this gave him comfort, too. 

           Daigo turned his face slightly and nipped affectionately at the base of Akiyama’s hand. The loan shark chuckled. He was accustomed to the fleeting feeling of his skin splitting. Daigo didn’t draw blood all of the time ; when he was inclined to behaving lovingly or playfully, he would merely scrape his fang(s) against the uppermost layer of Akiyama’s flesh and tear it lightly.

            “Mm - hm. I had to get everything ready,” Akiyama confirmed.

           Daigo moved his mate’s hand from his cheek to join its fellow on the bed. It did not go unoccupied for long : the vampire curled his frigid fingers into Akiyama’s hands and held them tight. He lowered himself down in order to kiss the loan shark deeply. He smiled at the sound of Akiyama’s breath catching.

          “I love you, Shun,” the creature said quietly. 

[starsburned]

✏️ Shithead #1 and Shithead #2 obv

@frost-eyed-autumn pulled dazai from the fire.

Chuuya: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Dazai! Dazai: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

[theircurse]

╰ ☆ ✧ — @gravltas asked: " can i wash your arms? " kohaku is curious. oh so curious. another hidden away port mafia secret. they sneak up to the bars of q's prison? room? it's hard to tell the difference when you're not really allowed to leave. " i know you probably don't want to be touched there but you don't deserve to get your arms infected. "

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted. ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕; especially from an UNFAMILIAR KID; slightly older than them but a child nonetheless. Who were they ? Just how much did they know about them ? When one was shut away from the world, it was difficult to tell what was all connected to what. Seeing another child wrapped up in the throes of the Port Mafia thoughㅤ—ㅤit was definitely disheartening; perhaps even TERRIFYING.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤDid they trust the other child with such a delicate act ? They weren't certain. But they knew one thing; a child would do a MUCH better job than any of these adults around here. And a child was FAR more trustworthy than an adult.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThere was a slight hesitance before they would pull up their sleeves; revealing a mess of BLOOD, DIRTY BANDAGES, and some stray RAZORS the last person that had attempted to clean up had forgotten to remove. Not a pretty sightㅤ—ㅤbut it was what they had to live with along with that stupid ABILITY of theirs.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤYeah ! Just be careful ! It kinda HURTS !ㅤ❜

[cagcdlxve]

Question Starters ⋆˙⟡ Accepting ⋆˙⟡

@brokeassgoing "How did this happen?"

That was a question she wasn't sure how to answer. It was a wonderful restaurant with wonderful people. She'd been given a very peculiar drink ( she wasn't able to discern if she liked the taste ) and soon the poor thing had drunk the whole thing. No one really paid much attention, after all, she was an adult.

Her head was swimming in what she felt was very thick water. There were multiple times that she found herself giggling at absolutely nothing at all, but she was oh so happy!! More than that she was lightheaded. She couldn't hold a thought for longer than 3 seconds really.

"B-Badou!!" She nearly shouts, followed by a hiccup "Oh- It's... I'm- how did, hhuh happen?" she giggled some more, holding the beverage up to show him. It was an empty glass of what used to be Toasted Perlberry Rum. "H're have some!!"

Poor thing had never had a drink before.

[unboundpower]

❝ What the hell is going on? ❞

[galacticbaseballbatter]

Stelle’s so bad at confessing that Dr Ratio had to do it for you 😂

Stelle places a hand on her hip, while smiling in a rather narcissistic way. “Well for your information, I had already confessed to March 7th wayyyy before he even did this.”

She then adds, while giving a smug smile. “You should actually be saying this to Dr. Ratio because dude is too scared to confess to Aventurine.”

She finally says her final statement, smiling proudly with both hands placed on her hips. As if this was already official. “I’m already dating March and Dan Heng!”