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[tenebriism]

SOMEONE PLEASE COME SAVE HIM.

[lcstkey]

❝ We might cause a stir, ❞ said the detective who had a grin from ear to ear, as if thrilled by the prospect of having to deal with a small swarm of angry thugs on their way out. ( From here ! )

@kodapi As Said by Emmrich Volkarin - Party Banter

"Don't tell me you've egged them on on purpose," Detective Wolfsong hisses, frowning as if silently reminding him that they were not supposed to be making a scene.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" She asked, with an exasperated sigh before mentally preparing herself for a fight. Well, if it's a fight they want, it's a fight they'll get.

[procksecutor]

BEEP! ( From this meme! )

@kodapi

29.

Sometimes it's difficult to not get all happy, valuing those around oneself. He was so used to being constantly surrounded by people, that now when there's less people? He can value those important to him easier. But sometimes it's like he can't control himself. Sometimes he sends texts that are quite sentimental. Filled with emotion.

[I'm actually really happy I know you.....Like. This happiness is like I'm feeling it for the first time and it's 24/7. It's very crazy to me and unreal but I know one day you're not gonna be here. I'm never going to beg, crawl or cry about keeping you around because you should decide whatever and whoever you want to keep around plus I can't control whatever happens. But I wouldn't blame you for not wanting to be around me. I'm a very emotional person so I wouldn't blame you if you said "down boy" to me. Because. It's that reminder that I need to calm down! I'm not a dog though don't think of me as one.]

[Idk man at this point I'm just typing with no clear direction and it's probably not a good idea to keep going. But I feel like I'm a really horrible person to you. I promise I wish I wasn't like this I don't want to BE like this. But I've been like this for so long and I don't think I can be like anything else.]

Klavier sighed, soon pulling a face of disgust as he read through the messages. Oh why wasn't he stopped! That's a bit too far!!

[Ewewewew actually ignore that EW!! Cringe......Instead I'll send you some videos of Firefighters saving people in reverse it'll make you laugh I promise]

[thetwistedronin]

❝ When do you think you began putting your guard up so much? ❞ ‹ the detective asked with complete nonchalance in between sips of his coffee. Round, curious eyes focused on Simon as he waited for an answer, if any were forthcoming. ›

[ From the "90 Loaded Questions" ask meme! ]

*: ･ﾟ✧ 90 loaded questions / interview the muse.

"'Tis a habit formed when my mentor began teaching me the art of swordsmanship. One must never let down their guard as they study the blade."

If the way he's being stared at unnerves Simon in any way, he doesn't show it. He also seems completely unbothered by such a question.

[bonescribes]

a part of simon feels suddenly tempted to check in on his greatest enemy -- see if the phantom has somehow managed a prison break in the last few days . or maybe he could just deconstruct why the prospect of someone wanting to be friendly with him is so frightening ? no . no , he'll stop by the penitentiary on his way into work tomorrow . that's much easier . ( well , at least if he's going to be paranoid , he can be funny about it in his internal monologue . )

" you don't believe in my reputation , and yet would seek me out because of it . how peculiar . " the smirk he wears is hard to decipher . wry , maybe ? untrusting , certainly . perhaps the inscrutability is the point . " my reputation is well - earned . unless you're interested in my tales from the clink , i have no conversation to offer you . "

his dark eyes haven't left shuuji .

    ❝ That's exactly why I want to speak to you over everyone else, ❞ ‹ Shuuji would reply with a small nod towards the other. › ❝ You would have the most interesting things to say, and wouldn't just agree with me for the sake of it. ❞

     ‹ That small feeling in the back of his skull, however, was definitely another reason that ran parallel to his dangerous curiosity and kept him there. The faintest hints of a memory sat in the fog beyond his reach, with eyes so similar to those watching from the safety of obscurity; the ones he remembered felt much more gentle, though, almost welcoming. These ones he looked to now only seemed to want him to disappear. ›

    ❝ If an ulterior motive would help, though, I guess we can just chalk it up to me having quite the self-destructive curiosity. I always was equated to a cat, after all, so that phrase feels fitting. ❞ ‹ Both of the detective's hands would come to rest on his hips as his eyes left Simon's face to observe the sheets of rain that washed down the floor-to-ceiling windows like the relentless waves of an excited ocean. ›

    ❝ And, I guess because a part of me doesn't believe in those talks about your reputation. I won't push beyond what is willingly given though; this isn't some interrogation, or some desire to prove anything as a kind of gotchya or whatever. I'm just a weirdo who likes company similar to yours. ❞

[xdeerlybelovedx]

Commission for @kodapi for Shuuji's LotL AU !! He's a carbonado with some implanted aquamarine, and he is precious ♡ I had a lot of fun making him shine and sparkle ✨ Thank you for commissioning me!

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[bloodxhound]

— 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑 ?

        the sacrifice. you die saving the thing you love. maybe it is family, friends, perhaps even a cause. they will carry your face with them for the rest of their lives, and every milestone they pass will make them think of you. it does not matter because you won't be there to experience it with them. years down the line, they will meet people who do not even know the weight of your name upon their skin. this is what your selflessness gets you in the end.

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[procksecutor]

"I'll be fine for now." Klavier said, raising a hand very slightly as if to surrender the current situation. If Shuuji has to be somewhere now, Klavier certainly won't hold him any longer than needs be. He didn't know what was on that phone, but he certainly won't let up any possibility. It could be something bad, could be something worse then bad. Or it could be something good. He wouldn't know.

Although it's nice to have respite from a demanding work life as well, to have silly little chats about whatever is currently of interest, it's also incredibly important to get back to work. It's what makes these moments most memorable, and rather enjoyable. Klavier enjoyed chatting with Shuuji.

"Hey- Shuuji. Just don't forget my face, ja? I certainly won't forget your's." Klavier grinned as he stood up, holding a hand out for Shuuji to shake. Of course, he meant that in a pleasant way. In a way which he hopes they may see each other again, albeit under better, less stress inducing terms.

"Honestly I don't think I'd ever need to use it." He supposes he really shouldn't try it, either. To try it sounds like a test, and that wouldn't be so great to do, considering there's other people out there who may not need to test it and genuinely use it. But if he did need to use it, well - he'll keep it in mind. But as he said he doesn't think he'll ever need to use it.

He seemed to relax himself now too, crossing one leg over the other as he rested his chin in the palm of his hand. A casually relaxed gesture, really. He got information that he wanted to know, so there's no need to push any further, so back to normal he goes!

"Hm?" Klavier raised a brow, soon giving a quick ah and a nod, "Feeling much better. Less tense, more relaxed - what you'd expect by now. What about you?" After all, offering the question as a rebuttal one is the ordinary. And although it may seem dismissive, he truly did feel much better, especially considering the previously tense situation he'd been put in.

[tenebriism]

❝ I swear, if you even think of getting out of that bed… ❞

Shuuji's eyes were cast down to meet Aymeric's own, the Warrior of Light having sped to his side after one of his attendants snuck a call in regards to the Lord Commander insisting on his work despite his condition slowly worsening. They had figured if anyone had the pull to keep the man in line ( and in this case, also in bed ) then it would be the one who equal parts doted on, mother henned, and aided Aymeric going on years now.

That same Shuuji who now sat next to Aymeric's bed like a guard dog, arms crossed, a playful grin on his lips despite his words. He'd keep the other down, oh yes, but he'd have some fun doing it if that's what it took to keep his beloved resting.

Caring for the Sick Prompts - [ ACCEPTING ] ;;

The Lord Commander did not detest formal events, as most may. Even those USED to them seem to mark them as something worth disdain, and yet, Aymeric finds them a welcome distraction from the woes awaiting him just outside the grand ballroom doors.

Yet, with any social event with a large list of attendees, 'tis common for some manner of illness or other to be passed around betwixt some unlucky few. As much as Aymeric makes his presence and warmth known to every single guest in attendance, 'tis a wonder he does not go down more oft. Rather, there are surely times he has suffered the odd sniffle, here and there, yet he perseveres and works through it, mindful enough of those around him to QUARANTINE, but nothing shall keep him from the almost DESPERATE need for productivity and progress.

Even... gods above, whatever this is that misfortunate has served him this time.

The text on the pages, he swears, has begun to move--- worse so that it looks so small and illegible that he wonders if he has truly, finally, gone mad. Figuring he can shift his attentions to a DIFFERENT task that doesn't require so much eyestrain and brain power, he'd managed to organize a few of the archive's books back into their rightful places before the room began to spin and he'd been forced back down from the platform ladder he'd been clinging to for dear life. One of the attendants finds him slumped against a pillar not long thereafter, with a forehead so flushed and heated it could melt the snow around them. She'd gripped him by the shoulders and beseeched him to go rest, yet he'd waved her off with a gentle smile and continued on, managing a few steps before crumbling to the floor and catching the beginnings of a shrill of PANIC.

When he awakens some few hours later, armor and robes shed in exchange for far looser, more comfortable clothing, and a damp, folded rag sat atop his forehead ( cool, fresh... likely replaced recently ), he sluggishly blinks from where he lay in his bed and attempts to recall how he'd ended up here. To even conjure up the energy to THINK is more than enough to leave him exhausted all over again, but despite the holes in his recent memory and the obviously PITIFUL state of his body, he still has the audacity to attempt to pull himself up.

❝ I swear, if you even think of getting out of that bed… ❞

" --- S-Shuuji? " He winces at the airiness of his voice, raising a hand to splay fingers flat across his chest as he clears his throat before returning 'neath the blanket again.

Paltry attempt, truly, to make himself SOUND put together; the famed Warrior of Light would likely not have gotten this far with his LIFE still intact were astute observational skills not amongst his many, MANY talents. " When did you... arrive? I thought you occupied some distant territory away? " Or has Aymeric TRULY been out that long? The thought alone worries him, that itch to throw off the covers and throw himself back into his work near torturous by this point. 'Tis only somewhat soothed by his company, whom he smiles softly at, an embarrassed flush joining the consequences of his less than ideal sense of self preservation. " Trust that I am fine, my love; you need not sit at my bedside when I am certain there is much and more that requires your attention elsewhere, as... lovely... as it is to see you. "

Though hidden, there is movement 'neath the covers--- fidgeting fingers that, so desperately, wish to innocently reach out and seek whatever of Shuuji's is within reach from his bed. The fear of spreading GERMS and forcing this ailment upon the already addled Warrior of Light is something Aymeric cannot quite IGNORE in favor of his own selfish needs, and so he suffers in silence and bows his head, sighing.

" That expression you wear tells me my efforts to sway you are futile even before I've gathered the wherewithal to attempt. Ah, I should have known better. " Aymeric chuckles in amusement, put swiftly in his place by a nasty round of coughs, but his smile still remains bright even after he is done curling in on himself, his composure regained. " Yes, I relent, then; I am poorly, but that I've the fortune to awaken to you admittedly has me feeling weightless and rejuvenated. I... should like to be selfish and request your company for a tinge longer, long as you keep your distance. It would not do well for you to fall ill, too. "

" ... is... that alright? "

@kodapi ;;

[lcstkey]

❝ If you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? ❞ ( from the In Case You Didn't Know meme! )

@kodapi In Case You Didn't Know Prompts

Selena suspected the private investigator knew she had been living inside her vehicle with her dog despite her attempts to keep herself under the radar. Parking on different streets, the back of supermarket parking lots, and dark alleyways, the student reckoned that she knew the city like the back of her hand and which least suspect gas stations had the best prices per gallon.

After walking to the coffee shop Selena frequented, she wasn't surprised to see him there. They had spoken before, a chance encounter that ended with her getting a warning not to park overnight. But then, they kept in contact. The student had presumed that their meeting was a coincidence. Selena should have known better.

His offer caught her off guard, and the student pulled her hood down to hide the embarrassment reddening her skin and shame sinking into the pit of her stomach.

"I'll think about it..." Selena mumbles, hearing her name called. Then she collects her coffee and takes a sip. This year's winter felt harsher than usual, and she could feel the warmth of the drink reaching her bones.

[procksecutor]

🎤 [ From: here ] [ I sure as hell ain't gonna miss the chance for Klavi to belt out something potentially embarrassing around Shuuji u vu ]

@kodapi

Catch him singing!!

Klavier had his head rested against the table, fingers drumming against it as his earbuds were tucked neatly into his ears, any other sound nullifying. He looked...At peace, strangely. Maybe it was the focus, or maybe it was the unusual beats he had made blaring into his ears. His fingers against wood were a testament to that melody, feeling the vibrations of the taps against his face.

"Preventing an overflow of chromatic perception,

A choice is to be made-

To maintain the golden ratio - this disorder is unnatural."

Three consecutive taps, as if repeating the unnatural part as natural. After all - natural has three syllables - na-tu-ral. He has to map that out to get the beat steadied and weaved perfectly.

Then, as if a surge of energy came to him (or rather, Drama King here is getting to - quote unquote - the good part of the song) he sat up straight so he could make his voice more dominating - loud. More Klavier, and yet it sounded just as dull as prior, no doubt intentionally. A crude mix, even. And to time himself, he hit the table. Which must have hurt, because he didn't move his hand!

"The grapes that grow on vines-

A crystal that is so polished and smooth!

This pure World Order is an achromatic encore!

Go high and conquer!

Just wait- an' wait and cease that chaotic treachery!"

And after finishing that obvious chorus, he gave a heavy exhale, slumping in the chair as he leaned back against it. He shook his head, feeling the air against his scalp. He soon pulled his phone out as he adjusted his hair drill, pausing the instrumental before tugging his earbuds out. He glanced critically at his phone, as if acknowledging something is amiss.

Not with being unknowingly caught in his musical daze - but with the instrumental, of course.

[legalbrats]

Klavier giggled, beyond happy with Shuuji's reciprocating of words and accepting of his gestures.

To have someone allowing him his antics... It was beyond Klavier could ever ask for. And add all the sweet things Shuuji wanted to do for him? What a perfect man.

He ought to repay him.

Klavier let the detective finish speaking before pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I think..." he started after pulling away, but lingering close to Shuuji's face, "A little trip up the mountain would be perfect to awaken my appetite."

'Enjoy you more privately'? 'Cooking for you and making a lovely dessert to with it'? 'A beautiful spot up on the mountainside'?

Cupid was real and he had just shot Klavier three times right into his heart. Klavier demonstrated it by locking his hands over where his heart should be and falling into Shuuji's shoulder. Though, 'fall' was too strong of a word for it. He very dramatically leaned on him. He didn't put all his weight into it, but he did gasp and sigh to add to the performance.

"Liebling! Every word you say makes me fall for you even harder than before!" He chuckled, putting just a bit more weight on the detective. "I just have to kiss you."

[edgelord-dl6]

continued creepily from here - with master of terror @kodapi !

[ Welcome to the House Of Horrors || Event: Chills & Thrills ]

  Miles hated the thought of staying up all night for anything other than a particularly tough work night, but, somehow, Franziska had convinced him to accompany her to this...fête. She didn’t want to spend her first American Halloween by her lonesome, and besides, that eccentric investigator she knew her brother was fond of had some hand in this incredibly showy display of seasonal imagination...

    Thus, the siblings found themselves in the quiet foyer, each presented with an identical pamphlet. They knew, because they immediately compared, scrutinizing each paragraph of text.

    “No clear order, then...”

    “No. It appears we have our lay of the land. With the Finale being, of course--”

    “Of course. And so, where shall we go first...?”

    Elbow to elbow, the two peruse their pamphlets twice-over, as the clock ticks ominously...interrupted by a snicker from Franziska.

    “The Lover’s Forest. ‘She yearns to finally tie that knot, even if it means bringing you with her.’ With two-on-one, we should be able to resist, no? Besides, there’s no way she will pursue a man in a cravat--”

    “Now, now - perhaps she prefers loud and ornery women--”

    “WELL. We’ll never know if we do not see for ourselves. Shall we, Miles Edgeworth?”

    A sigh. “After you, Franziska.”

[bindingties]

“Is anyone there?” [ Please feel free to choose whichever muse you'd like to use the most! ]

Charley swung himself off the couch he’d been draped over, dozing.  A few magic props fell from precarious perches at the movement and Charley winced even as he held out a hand to the newcomer in the Wright Anything Agency.

He was a tall, lanky, tanned skin individual, teetering on forty, covered in floral tattoos.  A green crop top proclaimed ‘Good Chives Only’ in bold font.  His hands were rough and calloused, with long fingers, though his grip was firm and jovial. 

“Charley Stricta, nice to meet ya!  What can the Wright Anything Agency do for you?”  Really they should hire a receptionist for this sort of thing, but it was rare that no one else was in the office and it wasn’t like he couldn’t handle fielding clients and inquiries.

[legalbrats]

starter for @kodapi

This case was really a mess. Although, it was mostly messy because the entire police department seemed to be busy with messy cases and detectives were running around like crazy. Similarly, prosecutors seemed as stressed and as impatient as ever. The least thing they wanted was to come to court less prepared than the defence.

Klavier, personally, had nothing against being on the same level with the defence in that regard. But when the same level meant that neither of the two sides knew enough... it’s a nein on that one. 

Thus, he found himself looking for help from the private investigator. He checked the time before knocking on the door. Time was something very precious right now.

[hyaciiintho]

He loves him... SO much...