#╰ (✪∀<) ~ *:･ﾟ✧ I was raised in a deep and dark hole; a prisoner with no parole. *ੈ✩ IC.

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @thecursivelegends / Kaimen asked: " okay now keep your eyes closed" kaimen whispered as he guided the youngest crew with their eyes closed

↳ -: ☆ ( Yumeno's Birthday 2025 ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑮𝒆𝒆𝒛, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 ? The reality was that Captain Kaimen had only been guiding them around for a few minutesㅤ—ㅤbut it felt like FOREVER ! And a child like them was definitely bound to be impatient.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤIf I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to PUSH ME off the plank !ㅤ❜

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @petalbound asked: Kyouka - for the sender’s muse to step between the receiver’s muse and a threat to protect them .

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒊��𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 always happened in their line of work. Being pitted against GROWN ADULTS twice their age and height all for the sake of OTHER grown adults. This was nothing but an every day occurrence for them ( or at least, every day the Boss decided to pull them out of their cell for some reason or another ).

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤBut today, they find themselves having TROUBLE. It already took enough effort to break into the place and take what the Boss had wanted ( just more stupid grown up stuff that had nothing to do with them ). Yet, they find themselves CORNERED by gang members that they had obviously UPSET a great deal with their act of theft.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThey could just CURSE EVERYONE HERE. All it would take was spilling some of their own blood. It was always a pain to get themselves hurt — but if they could see the people that HURT THEM suffer and AVOID PUNISHMENT from the mafia, it was worth it.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤBefore they or the other men could take any action though, they find a figure donning a FAMILIAR RED KIMONO obscuring their view of their would - be assailants.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤKyouka - san ? What are YOU doing here ?ㅤ❜

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˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑨 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 ? They didn't know much about thatㅤ—ㅤbut they've seen people drive their OWN cars ! Was that what she meant by personal driver ? It must have been ! After all, the act of driving YOURSELF somewhere was very personal !

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤWellㅤ—ㅤdo YOU have a car ? You can use THAT ! You have a whole bunch of MONEY so I'm sure you have a car !ㅤ❜

Huh?

"You mean a taxi? They do exist. But I do pay my drivers for driving me around. It's their job after all.", she noted, realizing that she might made it sound like she had none, when such was far from the truth. In worst case she always had her assistant who could drive her - it was him after all, who banned her from the driver's seat (which might sounded weird, after all she was his boss, but it truly was for everyone's and her own health).

"You know, I have always wondered about why people use taxis though. I mean, everyone has a personal driver for sure. They aren't that expensive. Perhaps its because else there wouldn't be enough? After all not everyone wants to do that job for sure.".

And once again it showed that she had absolutely no clue about those who were not of wealth.

[angelwings-crossbowstrings]

And It’s Like the Sky is New

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader (pre-relationship)

Warnings: None

Summary: “All at once, everything looks different.”

A/N: Just needed to get something out. I feel like I’m falling behind and letting people down. Dedicated to @shadowcitrine who always lets me know when I’m doing too much. 🩵

gif by @daryl-dixon-daydreams

“Doin’ too much.”

You looked over your shoulder to find Daryl in the doorway, fingers busy fiddling with the tip of a bolt. You were so tired that you hadn’t even heard him come inside. “No. No, I’m not doing enough.” You disputed quietly, blowing your hair out of your face before turning back to your project, pulling the thread taut and pushing the needle through again. The prison community had grown tenfold and the kids outgrew clothes so fast. Hand-me-downs were necessary. The least you could do is hand them down with less holes.

“Not what I mean.” You heard him push himself off the frame and then his boots as he approached. His knees protested the descent to the concrete floor, but if it bothered him, he never said. “Not all this.”

You narrowed your eyes at the hand that gestured toward the projects you had scattered about: sewing, medical journals, dirty laundry for washing, and the list went on. “If you’ve got a point, Daryl, make it.” You didn’t snap at him. You were too weary for the energy that would require.

His expression remained neutral. “Doin’ plenty out here.” When he leaned in, you nearly reeled, but found you neither had the energy nor the true desire. His hand raised, his index finger tapping the middle of your forehead. “Doin’ too much in here.”

Your eyes followed his hand as he retracted it, letting it drop onto his thigh. He was right, of course. You had been thinking of everyone else for so long that you had forgotten what it even felt like to think of yourself. “Oh? What do you suggest?” You finally replied, placing the sewing on top of the pile.

One side of Daryl’s mouth lifted. “C’mon with me.”

The weather was cool, summer shifting into fall with all of its quiet and colors. The night air felt refreshing on your skin, having been cooped up for days with your projects. Your mind needed to be constantly occupied, lest you fall into the what ifs that consistently hung in the air. You’d be consumed by them, forgetting that you could be more than alive but actually still live.

The night sky was clear, stars twinkling. An entire universe was beyond the hell on earth and you couldn’t help but wonder if somewhere out there, there were other people; another planet where lives were happily moving forward. It was odd to feel jealousy toward something that may not even exist.

“Hey.”

“Hmm?” You answered a little too quickly, rolling your head toward the sound of Daryl’s voice. His gaze remained on the sky.

He inhaled deeply, folding his arms behind his head. “Where’d ya go?”

“Nowhere bad.” The stars acted as sparkling magnets and pulled your eyes back toward the sky. “Mostly.” A hum resonated beside you, so deep that you could almost feel it in your own chest. “Do you ever wonder what else is out there?” Your hand came up in a lazy gesture toward the incomplete darkness with its pinpricks of celestial light.

“Nah.” He answered immediately. It was almost insulting how little care he gave the reply. “Ain’t no need when there’s still so much—good right here.”

You laughed at this, turning your head to meet his indignant glare. “What’s so good about here? There’s the threat of—of death around every corner.” Daryl’s expression never wavered, his eyes searching your face. “What’s so good, Daryl?”

His eyes narrowed before he blinked and looked upward. “Them stars. They’re good.” You choked down another laugh. “Nights like this’un. They’re good.” He continued. “Family. That’s good.” Then there was silence. It wasn’t exactly uncomfortable; simply unexpected.

“I guess you’re—”

“You.” His head lolled back toward you. “You’re a good thing.” You only managed the first chuckle of a laugh before realizing there was not even a single hint of humor in the way he gazed at you. The expression may have appeared stoic to anyone else but you—you could see the fondness just below the surface, the sincerity, the truth. Your heart leapt into a somersault when you felt his finger graze the side of your hand.

“You, uh—” You swallowed hard, bearing witness to the moonlight catching in his eyes, making them almost silver under its influence. “You’re a good thing too.” Daryl stared at you a little longer before returning his attention to the sky, simultaneously lacing his fingers through yours. You, however, couldn’t seem to look away.

You’re not a good thing, Daryl. You’re the best thing.

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˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑫𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 the absolutely wild crime spree they went on in the name of CHRISTMAS.

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⊹ ✦ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ✴ * : ★ 【 @dreadmorgue 】 ★ : * ✴ ‧ ⁺ ꙳✦ ⊹

╰ ★ cont. from 「 X 」

╰  ★  █║  ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ       𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 was that the child saw the red substance ALL the time. Coming from the bodies of those who dared to oppose the mafia, coming from the bodies from the mafia members, coming from their own body ... and it was USUALLY a far greater amount than that tiny little cut on the man's palm. The sight that the man probably thought would be upsetting HARDLY fazed them.

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child stands there; wondering if they should do or say anything else. Moments later, their own hands would slip into their pockets; only to pull out a rather CUTESY looking Hello Kitty bandage. Probably a bit silly for the older man's tastes but they hold the bandage out to him anyway.

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ Will THIS help ? ❜

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs / Annastacia asked: come with me. i will answer whatever questions you have when we are somewhere more private. - Annastacia

↳ -: ☆ ( warrior of darkness starters. ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤThis BETTER be good ! That store was perfect to steal from ! There's no one even in it !ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 ! There was not a single soul in that toy store and the door was wide open ! They could have so EASILY walked in, grabbed a bunch of toys, and walked out ! Too bad this woman just HAD to stop them ! What could have been more important than toys ? !

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤWhat I don't get is why you think this more important than TOYS ? !ㅤ❜

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @lunargifted asked: Atsushi took a deep breath as he smiles down at Q, sure they were still enemies but even the mafia deserves a gift too. "here you go, Yumeno. it's for you!"

↳ -: ☆ ( Christmas 2023 ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 before it morphs into that of SUSPICION. Gingerly, their hands would shake the box; trying to assess just what lie beneath its cardboard barriers.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤWhatever's IN here isn't going to kill me, is it ?ㅤ❜

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˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤFor my BIRTHDAY, I am going to break EVERY single window in the mafia headquarters and pretend I didn't do it !ㅤ❜

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˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒑 and glued one of those weird puffballs to their head. They were probably SHORT ENOUGH to pass as a Pepeshi still. It certainly would have made things a lot easier on them. There would have been less bewildered looks and weird discussions like this !

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤI'm about as REAL as everyone else here ! But are YOU real ?ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤNow, they were just purposely MESSING with her. It was only fair after all; she didn't HAVE to interrogate them on their age and their ability to manage a shop ! Sure, it may have been a little shady but what fun would it have been if it were a COMPELTELY honest business ?

A slim brow was raised at the child's assertion. Kira glanced at the top of their head; no puffball antenna, so they weren't a Pepeshi. She had already learned that she needed to be careful about her assumptions around those people... But the person in front of her wasn't one of the Pepeshi, meaning they were literally just a child. So... Definitely not old enough to run a shop.

Not that kids didn't work on Belobog. In the Underworld, shields and food were hard to come by. Many kids took up work just so their families could survive. And that's how you had kids working as vagrants or in the mines; it was one of the few things Kira felt genuine pity for while she lived in the Underworld. But Penacony wasn't Belobog. They were wealthy here, so why were these kids running this shop??

" You're the manager of this shop? " she asked. They did say they ran the place... Ugh, Penacony was so hard to understand, it gave her headaches. " Are you...real? " That's right, she was in a dream. Technically speaking, at least. For all she knew, this whole shop and everyone working inside were just figments of the dream. Like all of the dancing instruments and the other weird things she has come across.

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @neardeathdetective asked: ‍"My....you have quite the funeral procession behind you." Vivia hadn't entirely meant to voice his thoughts, but perhaps it was just the surprise at the amount of malicious spirits following this child around. Were they called here by them? Or were they attracted to them for some reason? Vivia couldn't be sure with the little information he had.

"Doesn't it get tiring, to carry around all of that burden?"

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted. ) ☆ :-

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑨𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 at this so - called ' funeral possession ' that appeared behind them today. It was as if they had known exactly where to look; as if this was NOT the first time that something so SUPERNATURAL and BEYOND REASONING had happened to them before. Some spirits they recognized, some they vaguely remembered, and some they didn't even recall at all. They were all probably victims of their abilityㅤ—ㅤor perhaps something even WORSE.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤWhat they were most surprised about was that someone ELSE could see the dead. No one else ever could beforeㅤ—ㅤthey had always dismissed those spirits as HALLUCINATIONS and nothing more.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤHmmmㅤ—ㅤyeah ! They're really creepy and they're hard to get away from ! But I didn't think you'd be able to SEE them too !ㅤ❜

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs / Garth asked: "Ahhhh! I can't take it any more...fuck it. I'm going to kill him" - Garth

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted. ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤHOW MANY times have you said that in the past month alone ?ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 they may or may not have been fantasizing about their OWN murderous thoughts. Their words may not have made it obvious that they were on the same page as himㅤ—ㅤbut the drawing of a CERTAIN OLD MAN along with some of his other dumb friends lying in a pool of red certainly did ! The problem wasㅤ—ㅤno one ever really FOLLOWED THROUGH.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤIf you're going to kill him, just KILL HIM already !ㅤ❜

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╰ ☆ ✧ — @puppetmuseum asked: ‍surprise you now have a rabid dog u mean— medicine pocket with yumeno’s doll in their mouth and shaking it around as if it was a dog’s chew toy. Have fun with that.

↳ -: ☆ ( Unprompted. ) ☆ :-

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒈 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐ㅤ—ㅤand yet somehow, it was a LOT less charming. Dogs were cut and fluffyㅤ—ㅤand most of the time, they didn't even know better ! What dog WOULDN'T be enticed by a doll momentarily left unattended and mistake it for a chew toy ?

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThisㅤ—ㅤwas CLEARLY not a dog. This was a full grown adult with their doll caught between their jaws.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThey weren't QUITE sure what to make of the situationㅤ—ㅤbut this person was INSANE. And that was coming from them.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤHEY ! Give that back, you creep !ㅤ❜

[theircurse]

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅. Moreso, it was a fear of death and the beyond. Maybe there was a little hope in there and maybe that's why they kept trying so hard in their OWN life to escape their OWN maze. But she probably didn't know that. She probably just thought this was an overly - deep conversation that MAYBE a grown woman and a thirteen year old shouldn't be having.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤYeah ! I don't know, I just think it'd be kind of sad if you likeㅤ—ㅤdid that and suddenly there IS an exit ! I'd be pretty upset, at least !ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThis was such a weird discussion though; so weird that they had to ask ONE thing.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤDo YOU feel like you're trapped in a maze ?ㅤ❜

﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  SHARPENED by life like a blade on a whetstone , the answer was obvious to her yet reconsidered upon hearing their words filled with nothing but what could almost be described as HOPE : optimism that an outcome beyond imprisonment was possible for the metaphorically TRAPPED. Who was she to deny them that ?

❝ Though ... as you said ... never giving up is likely a better option . ❞

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✦ . 　⁺ 【 @charlotte-liddel / STARTER CALL. 】 ⁺ 　 . ✦

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤI wouldn't really DO that if I were you !ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚 to the woman about to walk into the police station. Judging with how much of a TRAIN WRECK the city of Yokohama could be though, they were entirely right ! The lady would have only been wasting her time. And that DETECTIVE AGENCY was even worse !

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤThey're not going to really DO anything ! You're probably better off taking care of whatever problem you have YOURSELF !ㅤ❜

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⊹ ✦ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ✴ * : ★ 【 @yearningxhearts ( Ukyo ) 】 ★ : * ✴ ‧ ⁺ ꙳✦ ⊹

╰ ★ cont. from 「 X 」

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ' 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 'ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂. Perhaps if this conversation took place many years prior, the child would have said that they and the BANDAGED MAN were friends. But now, they were older and wiserㅤ—ㅤand they knew that the relationship they had once treasured was a LIE all along.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤNope ! We're NOT friends ! He's kind of mean and REALLY dumb !ㅤ❜

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThe child chimes; tone cheery as they brush off the incident as if were NOTHING. Rather than focus on someone so stupid; all of their attention fell onto the mysterious man that their ' Onii - san ' had harassed.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤI think you look like a man ! He's just STUPID !ㅤ❜