#kanda the butterfly

[lovelywritinglady]

Can I request HC and reaction for Allen, Lavi and Kanda meeting an mythology/cryptid/monster/were/etc female Reader. They met Reader, when they were saving someone, destroying Akuma and dodge/run from danger in true form, while using magic that not belong to neither Noah side, nor Order side.

D.Gray-Men reacting to a mythical creature

Characters: Lavi Bookman, Allen Walker, and Yu Kanda.

Fem!Reader, Violence, cursing, reader is not human. Using 3 different mythical creature descriptions for each boy.

Lavi Bookman-

Lavi pov

“These damn Akuma!” I screamed out feeling overwhelmed by the sheer amount. It felt like I had been here for hours.

“Help!” A small child screamed in the distance. I dashed to save them.

“Big hammer little hammer, grow, grow, grow!” I exclaimed ready to take out the nasty akuma.

A loud whooshing sound flew past me with speed that I had never seen before. They slayed the akuma with a strange power blast coming from her fingertip, saving the small child. After the dust cleared, I noticed it was a woman, and a beautiful woman at that. However, with closer inspection, I noticed that she definitely wasn’t human. She was glowing f/c with f/c butterfly wings attracted to her back. She looked ethereal and I felt my knees going weak. I guess she noticed me and set the child down flapping her wings up in the air.

“No wait!” I exclaimed wanting to talk to her

She turned her head as she kept herself in the air. Now I had a perfect view of her. Her mesmerizing e/c eyes were sparkling and her hair looked like it was in water. She was stunning.

“Who are you?” I asked trying my best not to scare her away.

“Y/n.” She responded simply looking into my eye. She then descended turning into a human?“You?” She asked with a confused by look on her face as her new form shone in the moonlight.

“Oh me! I’m Lavi Bookman! It’s nice to meet ya, y/n!” I spoke excitedly as a furious blush erupted in my face.

“You as well.” She whispered, turing back into her previous form and going back into the sky.

“Come down!” I asked her

“I’m sorry, I need to go.” She responded flying away much to my disappointment.

“Wait!” I examined running slightly after her. But she was too fast and the most beautiful woman I had ever seen flew away.

“I know I’ll see you again.” I whispered into the night. I then sighed turning around to make sure the child she saved was okay as I thought to ask Panda what she was knowing full well that that power she used wasn’t innocence or anything else I had ever seen.

“She was so pretty.” The child spoke looking up at where she flew off.

“Yeah, yeah she is.” I whispered.

Yu Kanda-

Kanda Pov

“Now Mugen go!” I yelled slaying three akuma that were laying waste to a small town.

I jumped in the air once more trying to attack more akuma. Just was I was about to attack a sudden blast from a level 2 Akuma was sent my way. I blocked the attack just in time but it sent me flying back into a stone wall. The air was knocked out of my lungs making me cough. The same akuma came lunging forward and I tried to fight but my body wouldn’t move like I wanted it to. Just as I grasped my sword something grabbed it. Vines?

“What the hell?” I muttered getting up ready to face whatever was next.

“Die, scum.” A mysterious voice spat crushing the akuma with its vines.

A forest green vine like creature with e/c eyes and the body of a woman took out a level 2 akuma like it was nothing. She looked at it with the same look that I’ve seen so many others make before except I had never seen such a power before. She wasn’t human in fact I’m not even sure what she was.

She then looked at me and the angry look in her eyes faded showing a softer look. She gave me a small smile before turning back and walking towards the woods.

“Hey, wait. Who are you?” I whispered as my voice was horse.

She stopped without looking at me and spoke in a voice so soft that any normal person wouldn’t have been able hear. And then to my surprise, changed her shape into a human like one.

“Y/n.” Was all she spoke before changing back and disappearing into the forest.

After I regained my strength, I battled every last akuma. I fought until it was dawn until the last one was slain just as the sun peaked through the horizon, completing my mission. The remaining towns folk thanked me as I made my way back to the Black Order, desperate for some answers. All the while my mind couldn’t get rid of her. How she liked, how quickly and easily she killed a level 2, and how soft her voice was. I needed answers and most importantly…

“I know I’ll see you again, y/n.” I spoke aloud as a strange sensation filled my chest.

Allen Walker-

Allen pov

“Tim-campy, go notify the nearest exorcist that I need some backup.” I shouted at tim.

There were too many of them, even for me. And I desperately needed to save the people of this town. Too many have already died due to many high level akuma terrorizing them. I wish Lavi or Kanda were here to give me support.

“Shit.” I exclaimed as I noticed an akuma just about to kill a small family.

I leapt to destroy it and save the soul trapped inside. However, I was shoved back by an akuma attack. I flew back into the ground coughing from impact. I tried getting up but more akumas began surround me and the small family. I began to panic a little, feeling overwhelmed and frustrated with the situation at hand.

“Dammit, I need help.” I spoke to no one in particular.

I killed the three akuma that were before be as they were blocking my path to the family. I acted as quickly as I could manage. Just as I was about to reach the family that was screaming for their lives, I say fir?

The figure swooped in slashing all of the akuma ;that surrounded the family, saving them. I was awestruck by the sight. It like a wolf but it was standing on its hides legs. It looked at me and I noticed it had yellow eyes and grayish hair. It was a scary, but interesting sight. However, it turned to the family and I worried that it might attack them. So, I rushed at it knocking it out of the way. I heard it whimper and I felt a small pang in my heart at the noise.

“Are you all alright?” I asked the family as they all nodded still in shock at the events that happened tonight.

I looked at the creature only to find the body of a beautiful woman getting up instead. I was shocked by her. How in the hell can she do that? Was it innocence? I couldn’t have been as she wasn’t wearing any clothes nor did I see the familiar innocence green. She looked at me and I could tell she was pissed. I couldn’t blame her considering how hard I had hit her.

“Are you okay, what’s your name? Are you okay?” I asked her feeling really bad for hitting her. She gave me a blank stare looking into my eyes with uncertainty and confusion.

“Y/n. That’s my name.” She stated

“Nice to meet you. I’m Allen Walker.” I told her stepping forward trying to greet her.

However, that only scared her as she immediately ran at an incredible speed truing back into her previous form.

“Wait, please! I just want to talk to you. I’m so sorry for earlier!” I pleated with her feeling disheartened.

She was gone. I shook my head forcing myself to refocus on the task at hand. It seemed that with her help, all of the akuma were slain. I smiled to myself thinking about her. She was pretty, maybe the prettiest girl I’d ever seen.

“I’ll see you again y/n, I know I will. Take care.” I whispered before going back to tend to the family and by others that were wounded in the village.

Thank you so much for reading ! 💜 I’ll definitely write more Head Cannons and more D. Gray-Man fic in the future. Thanks to the person who requested this! I hope you like it(it’s my first time writing these) I put my own twist on this.

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[eichips]

oc intro

rie yuehira (月蝶 り江) [cv sayaka kanda | img color #5e5eab]

main

17-18 in ! era and 18-19 in !!, graduated from yumenosaki in the regular course. does idol work sporadically. mainly does backstage for starpro as well as helping out with costumes/props.

member of FLAVOUR and Dramatica. she likes collecting tea tags as stickers

personality & trivia

although seemingly friendly and soft-spoken, she's known for being somewhat detached with most people unless she takes a particular interest in them. she claims to have a short fuse and terrible patience but she's always seen trying to mediate first thing should a fight break out, her way of handling such situations contradicting her words. rie has also claimed to lack a sense of self thus her interest in theater.

etymology

The “江” in Rie’s first name means river. Her first name is spelled with different characters but she has claimed to “find it incredibly boring” and “prefer to use katakana instead” “Yue” (月) means moon and “Hira”(蝶) means butterfly.

-💟-

[animeyanderetalker]

Adam knows how to knit and loves it, so he enjoys making clothes for his child

Komui first thought about naming twins was after him and Linalee

Kanda calling his child a bean

Tyki calling his child a little koi

Allen's child born with his pre-trauma hair colour and someone once asked him if child was really his (Allen was hella pissed)

Lavi's kid snatched his eyepatch of his face few times

Adam would probably be sappy enough to make fitting sweaters for his darling, his daughter and himself and is going to beg you to wear them all whilst he has forced his little girl into one already.

Lenalee would absolutely kick Komui the moment he so much as suggested to name the twins after him and herself before apologising to you that you are stuck with an idiot like him. Komui is shedding tears in the background.

Yu would be secretly so awkward around his child because he doesn't know how to act around the little boy but refuses to show it.

Tyki on the other hand has a mostly smooth relationship with his son. The only slight problem is that as a toddler his child constantly tries to eat the Teez and he constantly has to rescue his son from choking on one of the flesh-eating butterflies.

Allen would be extremely protective of his son due to him looking very much like a mini version of himself when he was still young. He gets genuinely mad when someone questions if the boy is really his and it is an interesting sight for you because you rarely see him mad.

Lavi's kid, especially as a smaller child, would constantly yank the eyepatch away from his face and then waddle away with it on her little legs. Honestly, he tries to be angry but he is much too smitten with his daughter to stay angry for too long so he ends up just begging her to hand it back to her.

[fallstreakfeathers]

Name: Enkai Yamauchi

Age: 19

Occupation: Swordsmith

Charlotte Ainsley-Kanda's weaponsmith.

An odd, but friendly man. He has many friends despite his partial muteness.

Enkai has had his strange hair color from birth, along with his pale gold eyes.

It's rumored that his mother swallowed starlight during her pregnancy and that's the cause of his unusual features, but others believe he is the child of a yokai.

His skill and creativity in weaponry means that he's well-respected either way.

Because of his easily recognized hair color, he must keep it hidden when outside the village, though he rarely ties it away when home.

His hair always seems to be floating about, which has led it to being lit ablaze multiple times as he works, since it's impossible to keep all of it contained.

He no longer flinches at fire in his hair, terrifying any who happen to pass by, and it's not uncommon to hear another smithy shouting in alarm about it and for a nonplussed reply to be called in return.

Enkai's body is littered with horrific torture scars from his capture by a female demon when he was 15 years old.

The demon thought he had a pretty face, and so that's the only thing she let be as she tried to squeeze information from him.

When Enkai realized that his will was breaking and that he would soon spill the secrets of the Swordsmith Village, he bit out his own tongue.

This leaves him often unable to speak properly, though he can still pronounce simple words that don't require use of a tongue.

To combat this, his body gestures can be rather animated, and he occasionally just writes down what he wants to say- meaning that he has to have an interpreter available when speaking to Charlie since she can't read Japanese well.

His mask belonged to his father, who was killed and eaten by a low-rank demon.

Instead of throwing the mask away, he repaired it with molten gold and now uses it himself.

Ironically, Enkai injured his face years ago in almost the exact area the mask had been broken- so perhaps it was fate that he was able to acquire it.

He is extremely selective in his cliental, as he refuses to forge katana- stating that such an art is 'boring' and that there are plenty other smiths to do that.

This refusal nearly got him kicked out of the village as a child.

The guy completely refuses to create anything that doesn't have imagination in it, so he is well known for more... odd weaponry.

So attached is he to 'his' Slayer that when his last was killed, Enkai became distraught, falling into a deep depression where he refused to forge anything, or even leave his bed.

This depression continued for months until he received word of a young woman restrained at the Butterfly Mansion who had, apparently, been raised and trained by a demon.

Upon seeing Charlie's unique fighting style, Enkai immediately went to work drafting a weapon as special as she is.

Enkai breaks code the first night he speaks with Charlie, removing his mask as a gesture of trust and friendliness that was maintained throughout their relationship.

Trivia:

- despite often drinking tea, Enkai CANNOT drink coffee. The caffeine levels cause him to go loony-toons level of bouncing off the walls.

- If Charlie never met Urogi/Hantengu, then there would be a strong chance that Enkai would have ended up breaking code, again, and furthering his relationship with her

- trained to be able to fight enough to defend himself, refusing to allow himself to die the way his father had, or to be captured again

- He is able to fight off low-rank demons and was able to destroy several of the fish-demons that Gyokko had created during his assault on the village

- He does survive that night, but Charlie is never told and presumes him dead for weeks until, after she flee's the Corps, she finds the stash of (comparatively) simple glaives he'd been ordered by Kagaya to create for her- along with a personal farewell note.

[crumbingmask]

Honey & Glass (Yullen, Rated T)

Chapter 2; I don't think you owe me much at all.

AO3

The days bleed into each other down here. Central sends in someone new everyday but they all ask the same things.

Where is Kanda Yu?

Allen will never tell them, he’s hidden them far out of the Order reach. It’s all he can do for them now, and it’s a secret that will die with him.

What did you do with Alma Karma?

Freed them; hopefully.

—

Allen has seen the tortured souls of the Akuma for six years now. He had sworn his life to fight them, to serve the Order.

The Black Order dedicated to stopping the Earl and eradicating the Akuma.

Kanda isn’t an Akuma but his creation was so much like one. A tragedy, a soul forcefully given new life.

—

It’s dark and musty in the cell he’s placed in. He hadn't even known the Order had jail cells.

With his sense of direction and the size of the new Headquarters maybe he would’ve found them under different circumstances.

His arms ache, bound together for days now with the seals from the Crows. He leans heavily against Timcanpy’s large form. Allen remembers when he was younger and slept against Tim like this all the time.

He’s glad that with the golem here, he isn’t alone.

Especially since Tim has tried to bite anyone attempting to move the golem out.

—

They bring in meals. His stomach aches and howls loudly for food, but Allen still refuses to eat.

He doesn’t trust what measures they’ll take to get him to talk.

Where is Kanda Yu?

He doesn’t know. He really doesn’t know.

—

Sometimes when Allen dreams, when Mana isn’t cheerfully tugging him along a long narrow road, calling him by a name he can never remember. Though Allen is certain it is not his own.

He doesn’t like those dreams.

No, sometimes he sees Alma and a woman whose name he doesn’t know.

They sit in a pond, the calm water spanning with of infinite reach. He stands at the edge of water. Lotus blooms swaying as they call for him to join them while they wait, their beckoning is so welcoming.

Whenever he wakes, he always wants to cry. He doesn’t understand.

Where is Kanda Yu?

He’s gone. I’m so sorry. —

He never stays in one place long, Allen can't risk getting detected. Not by the Akuma or The Order.

Inhale.

He’s so fucking exhausted, his feet have been numb for an hour. He wonders if it’s sweat in his shoes or blood this time.

Exhale.

Too many innocent people will get hurt if they get too close to him, Apocryphos will do anything to get to him.

He has to keep walking. —

The moment Allen’s eyes landed on Kanda, several thoughts and confusing emotions occurred simultaneously.

First, the disbelief. The heart-stopping shock, paralyzing him.

Which is then followed by one of the most intensely nauseating floods of butterflies that begin fluttering in his stomach.

Because Kanda was right there! He was okay, as surly and beautiful as always.

Then following quickly behind that was anger.

Why the fuck is Kanda wearing that uniform? He’d survived, and went back?! Is he stupid?

Scratch that, Allen knows Kanda is stupid. He’d just thought he would’ve at least had more sense than this.

He had been free, he had the love of his lives returned to him. Yet, there he stood just mere feet away. It made no sense at all.

And fuck, he definitely can’t let Kanda know it’s him if he’s with the Order. He is a “fucking Noah” now, as Kanda had so eloquently stated during their last battle.

—

“What did I just say about being too rough!!” Johnny shouts at him and Walker yelps in discomfort, Kanda just tunes them out as he forcefully scrubs away the chalky white face paint. He doesn’t want to dare to hope. That it’s really Allen and not the imposter daring to wear his skin.

Until Walker swings his leg up, cracking Kanda in the back of the head with it. The impact of it is strong, but he remains above the brat, and keeps him pinned against the cobblestone.

“Are you trying to rub my face off, Kanda, you jerk!!” Stupid beansprout’s stupid fucking flexible legs. Pain spider-webs out from where Allen’s knee connected against his skull. It exacerbates that hangover that is slowly chipping away his brain.

Kanda stares down at Allen. His eyes are a brilliant silver, and so clearly irritated. Smeared paint covering his face. His mouth is stained red.

And all Kanda can think is. It’s you. It’s really you.

—

When Allen wakes up next the moon is high in the sky, the room he’s in is dark and quiet. The only sound is the slow sleeping breath of his two unexpected companions.

Johnny is in the bed across from his own, he has fallen asleep with his glasses on just like Allen used to see him do when he’d stop by the science division sometimes. He snores every once and while.

Kanda is on the couch, his elbow propped on the armrest, his head resting against his hand. Mugen is placed across his lap, like he’s in a position to be alert quickly.

He’s happy Kanda’s alive, but looking at him..hurts. Allen is used to looking at Kanda and feeling conflicted to say the least, but now seeing him here is extra bittersweet.

Because Kanda is fragile now. Allen knows he can die, realizes that fact and feels it in a visceral way.

So, Allen takes this moment to look at Kanda. Like really look at him while he’s got the opportunity.

Kanda’s hair has been returned to its original inky black, now neatly tied back into a low ponytail.

There’s no trace of the cracks that once made him look like a dilapidated statue.

Allen has always held a begrudging respect, even admiration for him. Though he’d never admit that to the bastard’s face. Kanda has always been a person Allen has seen as not needing his protection, he was more than capable of taking care of himself.

Allen remembers when Kanda had been teaching him to sword fight, after he’d first learned to summon the ark. Kanda had seemed so untouchable to him back then.

He always sneered in the face of danger, absolutely fearless and always came out on top. Strong and prideful, ready for a fight at any moment.

But those parts of Kanda no longer seem like a strength that he feels he should aspire towards.

Not when he knows exactly how Kanda even came to be the person he is now. When he knows intimately the pain and countless guilty, blood stained hands that made up Kanda Yu's very existence.

How many times has Kanda fought himself into the grave, just to piece himself back together than get up to do it all over again?

He had been curious once, just how Kanda could heal so quickly. Thinking about it now makes him feel sick. He hates knowing that a place he once thought of as home could be capable of such horrid things. Though Allen supposes that it was always the people that had felt like home, not the place.

Not like that matters anymore. It’s not like he'll be going back there. He’s not even sure he’d want to.

“It’s creepy to stare at people while they're sleeping, Walker.” Kanda says, “Shouldn’t you be asleep anyways?”

He jolts at the unexpected voice, “Motherfuc-“ Allen catches himself before he can finish the curse. Flicking his eyes over Johnny first to make sure he hadn’t woken him with his outburst.

He hears the huff of breath through Kanda’s nose, the closest approximation to amusement he ever gets to hear from him.

Then he looks back to meet Kanda’s now open eyes this time.

Allen doesn’t think he’s ever heard Kanda laugh, like actually laugh. At least, not this Kanda, he doesn’t want to count the younger Kanda he saw in Rhode’s trap. Those memories with Alma were never his to touch in the first place.

“Shut up..” Allen grumbled, embarrassed to be caught mooning over his apparently not actually sleeping companion. He flops backward onto the inn bed, but tilts his head to continue to look at Kanda sitting across from him.

“Is there a reason why you look like you were thinking so hard you were going to pop a blood vessel?” Kanda pauses for a moment, considering. “Either burst a vein or start crying like a baby.”

“I wasn’t going to cry!” Allen says affronted. Because he definitely can not tell this jerk how just looking at his stupid pretty face tore his heart up into bits.

“Well, you do have a history of being a crybaby.” Kanda says, looking unimpressed.

He feels familiar irritation flaring up at the comment. “I do not!” Allen says in a harsh whisper.

Because he’s not! Allen cries when it is reasonable! And when you deal with such tragedies as an exorcist, of course he's going to cry!

“God...I can’t believe I almost actually missed your shitty attitude.” Allen muttered. It’s the closest admission he can ever give to how much it had hurt to think he’d never see Kanda again. It would’ve been worth it, for him and Alma to have been happy together finally. That didn’t mean it hadn’t made him sad.

Kanda scoffs at him, "You're still too soft, you know.” but he isn’t scowling.

Instead when Kanda says it this time, it doesn’t feel so mean-spirited. Not like it was that first time in Mater. Now, it’s almost fond. Like when he’d said he was glad Allen had been there, when everything went to shit with Alma. It catches him off guard, and Allen tries and fails to not let that mean too much to him.

Allen Walker hasn’t ever loved anything in a way that didn’t hurt. Why should this be any different?

—

Allen is too silent, yet his misery is still an oppressive presence. He doesn’t cry. He stares forward, empty and hollowed out. At least back in Mater he’d cried over that stupid broken doll.

Kanda wishes he would react. Wants him to scream, lash out, and blame him. It’s partly his fault the golem is dust now anyways, right? Since it intervened with Apocryphos because of him.

Kanda wants to say something to comfort him, anything.

But because he’s Allen goddamn Walker, the single most infuriating and stupid fucking idiot martyr to have ever existed.

He pulls shit like this.

Walker finally looks up at him as the ark gate summons below him. Allen sounds truly apologetic when says he couldn’t tell him anything, and then he smiles, that pathetic fake smile with his sad silver eyes.

A fury flares explosive under his skin, because no fucking way Walker.

The Black Order, death and Alma had not been able to stop Kanda from following Allen Walker into hell.

You’re not weaseling away that easily, you little clown bastard.

—

Kanda doesn’t even like him. Why can’t he just make this one thing easy for Allen, and get away from him.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone?” Allen doesn’t understand why he’s being so persistent.

If he won’t leave, then Allen will make him.

They have done this before, strike for strike, barb for barb. He may not be in the best condition to match Kanda in combat but Allen can be just as venomous as Kanda in words.

Kanda has always had a way of getting a rise out of him. Dragging out an unwilling and ugly honesty in him that he can’t stand.

And Allen is more than well versed in getting under Kanda’s skin in return.

“What’s it matter to you?! I’m just a fucking Noah, anyway right?! It’s not like you care!”

“You’re not a fucking—“ Kanda had been near shouting until he pauses and Allen is almost certain Mugen was about to make an appearance. But instead, Kanda closed his eyes briefly, breathing deep and pressed the heel of palm to his temple.

When Kanda opened his eyes again, his gaze was intense. But he didn’t seem angry at him, per say. Which was surprising, Kanda could always find a reason to be mad at him.

“You’re Allen Walker, an exorcist no matter what, that’s what you told Lenalee.” As he speaks Kanda takes a step towards him, and Allen steps back. “And you told me that you wanted to be a destroyer who could save.”

Kanda takes another step toward but before Allen can back away this time, Kanda snitches the lapel of his coat and drags him in close.

Kanda's eyes were burning as he glared hard at Allen. His breath is warm where it brushes his face. Allen glares right back, there’s nothing Kanda could do to intimidate him.

The thing about Kanda is that his eyes are the most expressive part of him.

And right now, he looks so fucking sad. Allen hates it. When people look at him like that.

“You’ve never given up on a fight before.” Kanda says, “Why should the Fourteenth be any different?” He almost sounds disappointed in him.

If Kanda hadn’t had a grip on him, Allen feels like he would’ve physically recoiled at that.

”You were the one who said—“

”I know what I fucking said, Walker! And I was wrong, okay!?” The hands that grip Allen’s lapels are shaking. “Cut the shit, sprout. I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s not gonna work.” His breathing is quick, panicking. Why is Kanda looking at him like that? It hurts. “Get it through your thick goddamn skull, I’m not leaving just because you love acting like you can handle everything on your own.”

“I don’t even want you here!” Allen’s voice is strangled, the lie dying in his throat. Leaving only the faltering protest behind.

Allen doesn’t know how to let him stay, because that’s just the first step of having to watch him leave for real. Maybe not today or even next month but Kanda will leave. Either in death or once he realizes that there’s no saving Allen.

“And you expect me to believe that?” Kanda tsked, “Usually you’re a better liar, Allen.”

He is stunned silent when Kanda calls him out so blatantly. Even more surprising though, is when Kanda uses the back of his semi-gloved hand to swipe under his eyes. Wiping the tears away with a gentleness Allen hadn’t conceived that Kanda was capable of.

Or at least, capable of showing to Allen. But in retrospect of everything he’s learned he doesn’t know about Kanda, maybe he should start preparing to continue to be surprised by him.

“Wow, even Bakanda can be sweet sometimes. It’s shocking, really.” He says. Mostly because he doesn’t know how else to respond to the way Kanda is looking at him. Allen averts his eyes, unsure of this unfamiliar kindness. He feels far warmer than the weather around should allow. This is terrible.

“Who the fuck are you calling sweet, crybaby.” Kanda scoffed, still more amused than truly annoyed.

“Am not!” Allen insisted, crossing his arms. “You just gave me a motivational speech about not giving up and you’re not even going to let me enjoy it, are you?”

Kanda steps away from him, ”You not giving up will literally help stop the hostile takeover of whatever brain you’ve got left.” He says, reaching out enough to flick the star that scars Allen’s forehead.

Allen reaches up to touch the cursed mark, frowning at Kanda. “See, that’s exactly what I meant. You’re no fun.”

“Shut the fuck up, Walker.”

“Aw, c’mon! At least call me Allen again. That’s much nicer.”

“I can stab you again at any time, you know.”

“Of course, you could. But BaKanda wouldn’t that be the opposite of helping protect me? And when we find him again, I’ll tell Johnny you’ve been bullying me.”

“God, you’re so annoying.” Kanda grumbled at him. “..Might be worth it, if it means you’ll stop talking, you brat.”

“Let it be known, most people find me incredibly charming.” Then obviously, to prove his point, Allen sticks tongue out at him.

Kanda looks at him, seeming very unimpressed and raises an eyebrow at him. “Right, and that’s definitely helping your case.”

—

Alma, would it be wrong to want to stay with him just a little longer?

Allen doesn’t want to be selfish but he just doesn’t think he can take it alone any longer. Alma would understand that better than anyone, wouldn’t he? Would understand all the love Allen keeps trying to smother before it can blossom out of his tender heart.

Please, Alma. Don’t hate me for this, Allen prays.

—

The train platform is crowded. He’s terrified to look anyone in the face too long. His eye hasn’t picked up any Akuma yet. That’s just making the anticipation worse. Allen knows they’ll come. The Akuma, the Noah.

Inhale. It hurts to breathe. Exhale. Is he blacking out? Oh fuck. He’s so overwhelmed with everything that’s happened.

Apocryphos, The Order, The Earl...Mana. Not to forget the demon clawing its way out from inside.

And then, someone grabs his hand. “Allen. Look at me.”

Inhale. It hurts.

Allen feels like he’s going to be sick.

Exhale. Allen looks at him.

“Take another breath, sprout.” Kanda says, squeezing tightly once. "You're going to pass out like that.”

Everything closing in to snuff Allen Walker out. Yet, Kanda Yu has remained.

This is the closest extended contact he’s had with someone that wasn’t trying to kill him lately. He doesn’t know what to do with his arms. He remembers when Kanda refused to shake hands with a cursed person like him.

Should he move away? He should let his hand go.

Inhale.

“Just breathe like me.” Another squeeze.

Allen is touched and also continuously confused by this softer side Kanda keeps showing to him. Before Alma, Allen wouldn’t have thought Kanda was capable of such things but now...it’s something.

Exhale.

He can’t say it to his face but he does need Kanda to know how much this means to him. Allen rests his forehead on Kanda's shoulder. Kanda tenses for a moment, his posture rigid and Allen is almost certain he was going to move away. But he relaxes instead, allowing Allen to cling to him.

His hair is soft against his cheek, and it smells clean. Maybe a little like flowers. He feels his heart beat a little harder in his chest.

“I’m really glad that you’re here.” Allen mutters from his hiding place against Kanda’s chest.

—

He sometimes wishes Timcanpy or Johnny were here too, then at least he could’ve pretended that this was just another mission. Missions with Kanda had been normal, not...whatever this is.

Running away together to..save him?

Allen’s eyes trace over the black lines down Kanda's arm from his own curse mark. He had removed the Order's coat once they’d settled on the train. Does he know that Allen despises seeing him in that uniform?

Kanda isn’t turned toward him, his gaze is following the scenery flying past. Kanda is still gently holding his clawed hand.

Exhausted, he finally shuts his eyes. Kanda will take care of him.

—

Awareness comes back to him slowly, creeping in gradually like the morning sun.

He’s so warm. It’s nice, after all the time he’d spent sleeping in alleyways dodging Apocryphos.

He hadn’t dreamt at all. Allen doesn’t even recall the last time that happened because even in his sleep he’s pursued by the Fourteenth’s fractured memories.

It really feels like the first time he’s truly slept in years.

Beside him, Kanda is still asleep. He has one arm propped on the train seat arm, like he had at the inn the other night. Which feels like a lifetime ago now.

His other arm is tucked behind Allen’s back. Kanda’s hand rests upon the place he had stabbed Allen in his rampage to fight Alma. The heat of his palm soothes the sharp ache of the healing wound on his hip.

Allen is somewhat surprised that he’s awake before Kanda. But then again, in between Allen’s consciousness being..inconsistent and Johnny definitely hadn’t been a fighter. It had been Kanda’s job alone to be on the defensive. He’d probably been just as exhausted as Allen himself.

Kanda’s face is relaxed in a way it never is when he’s awake. His breathing is slow and rhythmic, reminiscent of how he breathes when he’s meditating. Or guiding Allen though another panic attack.

Allen reaches up to brush the hair away from Kanda’s face, tucking the stray hair behind his ear.

Kanda catches Allen’s cursed hand before he can pull it away pressing it to his cheek, and when Allen looks up to meet his gaze, Kanda’s eyes seem unfocused like he’s still half asleep. Still dreaming.

“You’re still Allen..that’s good.” His voice is rough from disuse, but gentle in tone nonetheless.

“Y-yeah, I’m..still me.” Allen can feel his face heating up fast against his will, he will not blush just because of Kanda using his name like a person should. Absolutely not.

The grip on his hand slackens after that, and the heat that sweetly hums under Allen’s skin fills him with the urge to run, run away right now. Away from Kanda and whatever trouble this feeling is bound to get them into.

He’s already tried that though, and thus far has failed to shake Kanda off. Devoted as Kanda seems to be to making sure Allen is always in his line of sight these days.

Allen knows exactly how that feels. He's not exactly eager to let Kanda go again either. So instead, Allen tightens his grasp in return.

Running away together to save each other, maybe.

That’s how Allen likes to think of it anyway.

[melodihujan]

Steal Someone's Heart

I can't remember the last time I had butterflies flying in my stomach, maybe a long time ago. Terakhir saya memiliki hubungan serius dengan seorang wanita adalah 2 atau 3 tahun yang lalu dan berakhir kandas. Sebuah pengkhianatan tidak bisa saya toleri, apalagi orang yang saya sayang merusak kepercayaan yang saya beri. Kalaupun memang sudah tidak mau bersama dengan saya, katakan saja yang sejujurnya, toh, saya tidak akan memaksa. Karena saya tidak mau menjalin suatu hubungan dengan keterpaksaan dari salah satu pihak.

Saya kembali fokus pada ombak yang sedang bergulung di belakang sana, menyiapkan posisi untuk menaklukan kembali gulungan ombak tersebut. Sudah 3 hari saya berada di Pulau Dewata karena urusan pekerjaan dan hari ini saya memutuskan untuk extend hari karena sudah lumayan penat merasakan hiruk pikuk ibukota. Papan surfing yang saya naiki dengan mulus mengikuti gerakan ombak yang lumayan tinggi dan menepi dengan sempurna di sisi pantai. Karena sudah cukup lama bermain surfing, saya memutuskan untuk kembali ke pantai dan berencana menikmati matahari yang sebentar lagi akan terbenam. Sambil menenteng satu cup ice americano dan papan surfing, saya berjalan menyusuri pantai yang tidak terlalu ramai ini untuk menentukan tempat berisitrahat sembari menyaksikan sunset.

Tuhan sepertinya ingin memberikan saya kejutan. Saya bertemu kembali dengan Abigail, wanita yang menyita perhatian saya saat acara seminar dulu. Sebelumnya saya tidak sempat untuk mencari tau lagi tentang wanita tersebut, namun Tuhan ternyata punya jalan lain untuk saya mempertemukan kembali dengan wanita itu. And Surprisingly, she accepted my invitation for dinner. Saya cukup senang mengetahui bahwa malam ini saya akan menghabiskan waktu makan malam dengan wanita yang mencuri perhatian saya.

"Ini beneran gak apa - apa makan steak?" Saya berjalan bersisian dengannya menyusuri pantai

Dia tertawa, "Kamu udah nanyain ini dua kali, nanti kalau nanya lagi saya kasih piring cantik loh!" Candanya

"Saya beneran bosen makan seafood jadi gak apa - apa kita sekarang makan steak aja." Sambungnya lagi

"Alright, saya mau mandi dan ganti baju dulu ya sebelum kita makan malam gak enak habis main air laut kalau gak mandi." Ujar saya kepada wanita yang sedang memainkan pasir dengan kakinya itu

Dia menganggukan kepala, "Silahkan Mas, saya juga kayaknya mau ganti baju dulu."

"Kamu nginep dimana, Bi?"

Dia menunjuk hotel yang tidak jauh dari pantai yang sedang kami susuri ini. "Disitu, Mas, biar deket kalau pengen ke pantai."

Saya terkejut menemukan fakta berikutnya yang membuat saya senang bahwa hotel yang saya inapi sama dengan hotel yang wanita ini tempati. "Abi, saya juga nginep di hotel itu."

"Hahh?! wahh kebetulan banget sih ini, Mas." Sahutnya dengan wajah kebingungan tapi justru membuatnya makin lucu

Makan malam kali ini menjadi lebih seru karena suara Abigail yang asyik mengomentari rasa daging wagyu a5 yang baru saja dia cicipi itu. Saya gak nyangka wanita dihadapan saya ini adalah sosok dengan wawasan yang luas bahkan disaat saya membicarakan tentang otomotif dia dengan luwesnya menanggapi cerita saya. Tuhan, kalau kayak gini saya jadi makin suka sama perempuan dihadapan saya ini.

Selesai menghabiskan semua makanan, Abi meminta segelas wine untuk menemani obrolan kita berdua yang saya tebak mungkin masih akan berlangsung lama.

"Jadi, sebenarnya kamu ini kabur ke Bali, Bi?" Tanya saya setelah mendengar ceritanya tentang masalah yang sedang dia hadapi.

Jujur saya kaget juga denger Abi tiba - tiba dengan santainya menceritakan masalah yang membuat dia lari dari Ibukota. Apa karena pengaruh wine yang membuat dia menjadi lebih relax? atau memang dia butuh teman curhat. Saya gak tahu.

Abi terlihat mengangguk, "Saya pusing banget diem terus di Jakarta, mana setiap minggu saya diteror sama ibu saya lagi."

"Mas, kamu mau gak pura - pura jadi pacar saya? sampai saya kenalin ke orang tua saya, terus gak lama nanti saya bilang aja kita putus karena gak cocok." Sambungnya lagi yang membuat saya tersedak dan meringis karena tersedak cairan alhokol yang sedang saya minum.

Wanita ajaib. Pikir saya setelah berhasil meredakan batuk dan keterkejutan saya.

"Kamu mabuk, Abi. Sebaiknya kita sekarang pulang, ayo, saya antar kamu sampai ke depan kamarmu." Balas saya

Saya memang menyukai perempuan disamping saya ini, yang sekarang sedang berjalan sedikit terhuyung menandakan bahwa dia sedikit mabuk. Namun, saya tidak mau mengambil kesempatan dalam kesempitan. Saya tidak mau main - main dengan suatu hubungan, sudah bukan umur saya untuk terlibat dengan suatu drama dan kebohongan. Lagipula, saya juga gak yakin dengan apa yang Abigail inginkan karena wanita itu tidak sepenuhnya sadar dengan apa yang dia ucapkan.

"Mas, permintaan saya serius. Kamu gak mau nolong saya? nanti saya bantu ngomong ke Pak Dirut biar perusahaan kamu bisa masuk bursa klien kami lagi. Ya ya yaaa?" Ucap Abi setelah sampai di depan hotel yang kami tempati.

God, wanita ini benar - benar!

"Saya gak perlu bantuan kamu, Abi, untuk masuk ke bursa klien perusahaan kalian."

Abigail berdecak dengan mulut mencebik, bikin saya penasaran apa rasanya bibir wanita yang sedang berusaha merayu saya ini. Oke, Jo mari bersihkan pikiran kotormu itu!

"Kamu jahat! saya males ketemu kamu lagi!" Serunya sambil menghentakan kaki lalu berjalan terhuyung ke arah lift

Saya buru - buru mengejar dia dan membantunya untuk berdiri dengan benar. "Kamu mabuk, Abi, Besok kita bicarakan lagi tentang semua ini. Deal?" Tawar saya

"Deal." Sahutnya terdiam cukup lama dengan mata tertutup. Padahal sebelumnya dia mengatakan malas bertemu saya.

Saya tersenyum seraya merapihkan helaian rambut yang menutupi wajahnya. "Kamar kamu lantai berapa, Abi?"

"508"

Setelah dia menyebutkan nomor kamarnya saya langsung mengarahkan jari menekan tombol angka 5 di lift untuk mengantarkan wanita itu sampai depan kamarnya. Saya bertanggung jawab mengantarkan wanita ini sampai kamar hotelnya dengan selamat. Namun, saya tidak pernah menyangka bahwa niat baik saya itu malah membawa saya kedalam sebuah hubungan yang tidak saya sangka sebelumnya.

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DOON KANDAS MARIAH CARREY BUTTERFLY

[icharchivist]

I heard you have an exam (or had an exam?) I hope it turns out well!! You can do it :3

aaaah thank you so much omg this is very sweet <333

I just came out of it like, just now!

it.... it... went... i guess... it was on classes i really dislike so i’m at a point i’m... thankful i did anything i guess?

But thanks FLKJFDLKFd I appreciate the nice words and cheers <3

i’m free until the 10th of January at least so oof! time to rest a bit yay!

thank youuuu <33333333 take care!! hope you’re doing well!!

[animeyanderetalker]

I just imagined, that if Allen, Kanda, Komui and Tyki (Idk if Noah can reproduce, but this imagine is for funnies) have a child and the minute the father isn't looking, their toddler snatching flying near them Timcampy (Allen) or Teez (Tiky) or personal flying Order golem (Kanda and Komui) and starts chewing and licking it

Allen would probably have the most nervous reaction to it as he is worried that his baby may accidentally choke on Timcampy as well as worried about his little golem friend who is obviously not happy about being reduced to a chewing toy for Allen's toddler. He'd apologise later on profoundly to his golden friend.

Komui's reaction would be a tad bit more comedical as he'd just stand there for a few moments before taking off his glasses and taking another look again as if initially not quite understanding what he sees. As soon as it has clicked in his mind he's instantly marching over to his baby and quickly takes the golem away from them, promising his baby as soon as they start crying that he'll buy them a ton of other chewing gums.

Kanda would most likely make his baby cry by accident. Even if he is more reclusive with his feelings he is very dedicated to protecting his darling and now also his baby. Especially his baby since they are tiny and can't even properly walk yet so as soon as he sees them chewing on his golem he storms over and snatches the thing quickly and a bit too roughly out of their little hands, scaring them in the process.

Tyki would be initially a bit alarmed as he knows best what his Teez can do to other people. He uses those butterfly golems to torture and devour people and for a short moment he feels a cold chill running down his spine when imagining how easily those butterflies could remove a little baby. He quickly calms down though as he knows that those golems listen to him, not to mention that even the golems seem to sense that the baby is someone they mustn't hurt. He'd let his baby continue playing with his butterflies but he'd still try to stop them from chewing on them because he wouldn't want his child to accidentally swallow and choke on them.

[fallstreakfeathers]

(Info needs updated!)

Name:

 Charlotte Lee Ainsley (later, Ainsley-Kanda)

Nicknames:

“Charlie”(most people), ‘the Silver Phoenix’ (because her glaive is silver, and she sometimes appears to rise from fire like the phoenix does), “gift from the sea” (Akihiko only!!), “brat”, “devil/demon” (derogatory), ‘foreigner/outlander’, 'pretty/little demon killer' (Urogi)

Ethnicity:

Irish/European-American

Age: 

Physical Age: 24

Personality:

Strong-willed, childish, fancies herself a comedian, a bit of a brat. Snarky. Quick to forgive, and rarely means ill towards anyone. Gets attached to people easily- even those she really shouldn’t! A bit of a dumbass. Will say offensive/out of pocket things when the opportunity arises because it is funny.

Though she tries, she never really seems to be able to fit in with Japanese society. She always feels a bit outcast, even among friends.

Low physical self-esteem, because people tend to call her unattractive or think she’s dirty because of her freckles. Always scrubs herself real hard in the bath, hoping one day they’ll disappear.

Relies on her heart, except in battle where she thinks logically and quickly, and has a strong sense of honor taught by Akihiko. Would never attack an opponent’s back or betray an ally.

Shockingly wise at times.

Frequently cooks her friends' favorite meals.

Was a hell-raiser when brought to the Corps before she settled in.

She’s a guardian at heart, and won’t ever hesitate to help someone in need, even those who are prejudiced towards her.

History:

A foreigner from North America, Charlotte arrived in Japan at 13 years old purely by misfortune.

In a bout of mischief, she became a stowaway on a cargo ship and unintentionally fell asleep. Hours later, she found herself alone in the middle of the ocean with nobody except the crew that she continued to hide from in fear.

When she was eventually discovered, the ship was too far out to return to port.

A freak storm blew the ship far off course, before an underwater demon attacked, sinking the ship and leaving Charlotte floating on the wreckage only because the sun had begun to shine through the waters.

Shortly after surviving the shipwreck, she is attacked yet again by another yokai whilst stranded on the mainland. She is saved by Akihiko Kanda, the demon who eats demons. While she initially was very frightened by him, and even raised a makeshift weapon in defense, she quickly came to like the man.

Akihiko takes young Charlie under his wing, stating that “if she’s going to do stupid things, she may as well know how to defend herself properly.”

This set her on the path of becoming a strong warrior, though she used two makeshift spears (sticks, really, with broken nichirin blades attached to the ends).

She eventually comes to befriend two yokai who further her abilities- a kappa under the command of Akihiko, who teaches her how to slip around land as easily as in water, and an old Inugami who imparts various knowledge and wisdoms to her.

Several years in the future, but before the canon storyline, Akihiko and Charlie are found by members of the Demon Slayer Corp. Akihiko flees, unwilling to kill humans, and he leaves Charlie in their care.

Charlie is brought, against her will, to the Butterfly Mansion where she is interrogated as a potential spy for Muzan. She fights ferally to attempt an escape but is ultimately captured again.

Sanemi, who wants to simply kill her, is stopped by Giyu who offers Charlie a choice: spar with him, and if Charlie wins then she can go. If Giyu wins, then Charlie must join the corps.

After a fierce battle, where Charlie’s initial skill is clear, she is defeated by the Water Hashira, who then helps her to her feet (both earning her respect and friendship).

Charlotte has frequent interactions with most Hashira due to her unique circumstances but is not anyone's Tsuguko. 

Rank:

Charlie was assigned Kanoto rank shortly after her acceptance into the corps, along with special permission to skip Final Selection due to her circumstances, as she had proven her ability to survive and had slain several demons already.

This, however, means that some slayers in the corps don’t consider Charlie a true member…

Breath Style: Oil Breathing

Originally mistaken as an offset of Water Breathing before it was quickly discovered as a breath derived from Flame.

Charlotte Ainsley-Kanda is its creator, having seen a man using Flame breathing to kill a demon at a young age. She had difficulty replicating Flame breathing itself and created a new style.

Oil breathing can be used with a standard Nichirin Katana, but was created with Charlie’s two glaives in mind and therefore is best suited to a polearm, or two weapons.

Oil Breathing is a dance filled with not only movement, but power. It requires a lithe, flexible user to be able to reach its full potential.

Users of Oil Breathing can largely benefit from learning swordsmanship from Water Breathing users.

Charlie also is adept with a slingshot and will use it to fling wisteria-filled smoke bombs across the battlefield.

Hobbies:

Bird-watching

Cooking

Collects trophies from demons she slays, as a memorial more than anything else. Akihiko thinks this habit is barbaric and frequently chides her for it.

Often plays the shinobue flute Akihiko gifted her years ago.

Irritating Sanemi

Can frequently be seen dancing in her spare time. If she sees a close friend, they might be dragged into it. She’s made Giyu dance with her several times, in private for his sake.

Mitsuri is also a frequent dance partner.

Special Skills

Having been trained by an Oni from a teen, Charlotte does have several abilities not seen by most other humans.

- Immunity to nightshade.

Akihiko was adamant that Charlie grow resistant to this popular poison, knowing how dangerous the world is and also that associating herself with him would make her a target. 

- Muscle Density

Like Mitsuri, Charlie has a shocking amount of muscle- though hers is from physically sparring with a demon.

- Breath Expulsion

Charlie has extraordinarily powerful lungs, and so is able to (aside from holding her breath for 15 minutes) briefly inhale her wisteria incense and shoot a blast of wisteria-infused smoke from her mouth as a poisonous cloud.

Usually used in dire circumstances to give herself an edge, or to save an ally.

She tends to wheeze for a while afterward.

- Walking demon deterrent

Charlie’s room is covered in wisteria incense cones, and she’s usually seen hanging around inside the wisteria trees that surround the Butterfly Estate. Therefore, the scent of wisteria is usually quite heavy on her, and she can be used as a natural deterrent against low-level oni and yokai.

- Flame Cloak

Charlie has been able to learn how to use her oil breathing to coat herself in the liquid, and then ignite it, covering herself in fire. The oil protects her flesh and clothes until it burns out, and the fire dissipates with it.

This ability is psychologically effective to most opponents, demon and human alike.

Other Trivia:

Much more fluent in Japanese than English, but she cannot read well in either language. Akihiko was much more concerned with making sure Charlie could understand what people were saying than what they wrote.

Tends to openly state her emotions, as a habit from when Akihiko first began teaching her to speak Japanese- when she’s overwhelmed with positive feelings, she sometimes forgets the correct words, so she’ll shorten it to “happy!” with a big smile.

Charlie’s crow assigned himself to her by immediately landing on her head after Giyu and Charlie’s sparring.

Charlie willingly gave her blood to Akihiko on a regular basis, extracting it with fresh syringes. She had no qualms about it, and Akihiko always made sure she only gave him a small amount.

Giyu gifted her blue hair pins a year after they met, and she always wears them or keeps them with her. Also keeps several gifts from her friends on her (earrings from Tengen, a good luck charm from Mitsuri), but secretly values the hairpins more due to her relationship with Giyu

Due to frequent nightmares, Charlie keeps a small Baku totem under her pillow at all times.

Charlie's relationship with Urogi was entirely an accident.

Has a large burn scar covering her back from when she was starting to learn how to cloak herself in flame. It was a valuable lesson, and one she wears without shame.

Does not hate Sanemi, but thinks it’s funny to anger him and also thinks he deserves it after he tried to kill her

Always greets her friends when they return home.

Her physical flexibility rivals Inosuke’s

Charlie has a burning anger toward infidelity- anyone who she knows to be cheating on their partner

Because she has low physical self esteem, she’s easily attached to anyone who genuinely compliments her appearance

She was stillborn

Theme Songs:

Forokururu (Monster Hunter) *

Kulve Taroth (Monster Hunter) *

What Do You Know (Annihilation)

Rowdy Rumble (Kingdom Hearts)

Empty Crown (Yas)

[hyper-drive-muses]

The halls all bled together, the damages all looking the same or similar enough, and it was incredibly frustrating. Kanda really hated that this stupid innocence was toying with them so effectively. It made his blood boil. He hadn't dealt with an innocence this frustrating in months.

Careful steps over and around the rubble they passed, Kanda did not give a single second look. He didn't even react when that annoying Teez shot past him. He growled and looked over at Tyki, before not sparing a second glance and continuing on.

That is, until he heard the Noah clear his throat. He turned now to face him, a scowl on his face. "What?" He snapped, only to see the Teez now settled on Tyki's finger. And then the other man motioned the exorcist to take it? What was he thinking?! "I'm not taking that."

He held steadfast for just a moment before he grumbled and sighed. "If this attempts to kill me, I'm killing it, then you." He warned as he reached out and gently took the living weapon onto his own finger.

And when the damned butterfly didn't immediately attack, but instead tell him information from a lost seeker, Kanda actually relaxed just a fraction to listen. The Innocence was meant to work to protect the owner from threats. That made sense. It was creating a labyrinth to do so. Obviously. When things settled and the threat was minimized, things became more understandable. Oh.

He turned to Tyki. He actually had to work with this man. Actually had to make a temporary truce. They had the wrong man for this job. Truces were not Kanda's specialty. But... "I'll behave if you do. I recognize the importance of us getting out of here, and one of us getting this innocence."

Pain fractured up like lightning through the Noah's jaw as his advance was met with its inevitable repercussion. Holding his mouth, Tyki staggered a few steps back, the heavy metallic taste of blood on his tongue. But with what space Kanda had created, the exorcist filled it right up again with his own threats. Golden eyes glowered, drinking in every venomous line as though it were the ichor of the gods themselves. With a sickening crunch, he forced his jaw back into place so that it could smile in that impossibly wide way, even if it was clearly still painful, the way the dark blood trickled from the corners, how his lip quivered in a grimace. Broken, for now. And he could only laugh from the back of his throat until it healed enough to speak again. Lucky bastard. Lucky, but right at least about one thing. The moment humans became complacent was the moment they became inferior to the Noah. It was always refreshing to see one struggle and writhe against the flow of their own kind. Who knew? Maybe it would wake one day within the exorcist. There was a vacancy, afterall. For a time, the Noah merely followed the exorcist in their newfound direction. Wandering was wandering afterall, whether it was over here or over there. More halls... more damaged walls. In fact, Tyki came to an abrupt halt when Teez shot out from within the rubble towards him, frantic and fluttering, upset in having been left behind. It also relayed quite the fascinating bits of information. Well, this was awkward now, wasn't it? Tyki played with his jaw a little bit to see if it had gotten far enough along to talk again. Not quite, but he did clear his throat to get the exorcist's attention. This time, when he approached, it was slowly, like one might a feral cat. On the extension of his pointer finger, the Teez slowly opened and closed its wings. He offered it expectantly, a different sort of smile on his face now. His skin had in fact lightened from its blueish-gray and his demeanor was not nearly so stiff or egotistical. There was a certain earnestness there as he nodded encouragingly for the exorcist to take the creature which had ravaged his insides on more than one occasion.

It seemed that his bloodlust had cooled for now, those darker memories having gone to sleep ever since the Teez had shown him what it saw.

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here’s where my tags go! i finally got around to doing them!

[bayside-smoking-blues]

Top 5 HypMic songs? :3c

01. Yokohama Walker02. Shinogi (Dead Pools)03. Ore ga Ichiro04. The Champion05. Tigridia / Sensenfukoku (depends on my mood lmao)

Thank you!!

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here’s where my tags go! i finally got around to doing them!