#kamipyre

[geniusimogene]

{ @kamipyre }

It's...good to be back. Sure, vacation was nice and all, but most of the time she just kept thinking about all the work that must have been piling up back at the precinct...

She's right back in her element though, and even seems a little bit more cheerful? Maybe she needed that break more than she thought.

But she's actually smiling more and greeting familiar faces as she passes them by!

"Oh-! Good...good morning, Miss Suki..!"

[bloodxhound]

*gives his mom an origami sunflower and tells her ray needs to eat more vegetables* 😀😀😀

     𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 tend to draw attention. A circumstance that could’ve been avoided with a smaller workload or a more cooperative suspect. As lunchtime crept around the corner, the detective has remained tied up inside the interrogation room, prying for a confession, while his mother took it upon herself to acquaint herself with his workplace and anyone not too busy for a little chat. 

     And would you look at that; she sure has found the perfect candidate. Ray makes a face at the sight awaiting him at his desk.

     ❛❛ For me? You’re too kind. This is a beautiful work of art, ❜❜  beams the woman, twirling the paper flower between her fingers to admire its intricate design, from stem to petals.  ❛❛ Sunflowers are my favorite. Did Ray tell you that? ❜❜  Noticing her son’s arrival, she shifts a little to invite him into the conversation.  ❛❛ There you are! Isn’t this just adorable? ❜❜  She shows off her present with a smile.  ❛❛ Your friend is delightful. And so talented. ❜❜

     ❛❛ Uh-huh. ❜❜  He regards the origami with barely hidden disdain. What is this, if not some sort of ploy to worm her way into his mother’s heart and get her to spill all sorts of stories? So soon after an interrogation he’s not looking for another one. Time to cut this meeting short.  ❛❛ Anyway. Sorry I’m late. Took longer than I planned. Can we go. ❜❜

     Mrs. Barlowe exchanges a look with Suki, one that seems to apologize for her son’s lack of tact. Surprisingly, the forensic doesn’t appear at all fazed by his nonchalance though, taking it in stride and happily quipping back. There are some insights to be gleaned from this interaction. Why, she figures they must be quite close.  ❛❛ Is that true? I do keep telling him he cannot live off meat and raw eggs alone. ❜❜

     ❛❛ Yeah, ❜❜  he affirms halfheartedly, sensing an easy exit.  ❛❛ An’ since I’m so malnourished it’s high time we bolted, Mom. ❜❜  Hand laid on her upper back, he begins to steer her into the opposite direction, throwing Suki a furtive, spiteful grin. Nice try!  ❛❛ So long— ❜❜  he bids her, but his mother harbors different intentions.

     ❛❛ Would you like to accompany us? ❜❜

     ❛❛ She can’t. Real shame but she burned all her money on paper. ❜❜

     ❛❛ Please allow me to treat you. We would love to have you. ❜❜

     Stopping dead in his tracks, dumbfounded and alarmed, he mouths a say no to Suki. It goes ignored. Gleefully so, as he wagers. Robbed of any recourse, he resigns himself to the unavoidable, lunch with his nosy co-worker and his talkative mom. 

[velvetineblue]

🚢 ( sending this in!! for suki 🥲 )

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon ( i am PRETTY sure they would work very well as a romantic ship (for tai at least), because i love suki & tai's dynamic as friends!!! and for tai, all potential romantic partners have to also be his friend. above all else, even. for him, a partner is very much just like a Best Friend with some extra ( mostly less important ) 'benefits' on the side, lmao. ... bUT there's always that small chance we try it and they're like 'naaaaah'. idk. characters are weird and have minds and hearts of their own, lmao. )

would i like to ship with you?: yes!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S FRANKLY A TRAVESTY THAT WE DO NOT ALREADY WRITE A (romantic) SHIP lmao. but I also completely get it and respect it, because neither of us want to force anything that feels ooc!! < 3 | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: ( meaning these are the types i could see writing riGHT NOW... others? possibly later ehehe. ) childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance ( i mostly checked this one because... sure... why not. KJAHDJHSH it could be long distance in the sense that he does travel a lot in the verses where he and Suki interact, and also?? i could potentially see it being a way that they slowly realize they have feelings for each other, because they realize they miss each other when apart... and if they were crushing or dating while apart, I think that would almost kind of give them time to get used to the idea of like 'omg wait do i have roMANTIC feelings for this person?!?! O SHIT--' lmao because they've been platonic friends for so long, lmao. IDK!! it's just a possibility/hypothetical/thought, heh. ) | online relationship | just dating I don't think Suki is the casual dating type, if I understood posts about her feelings on romance correctly?? and I know Tai wouldn't want to 'casually' date her. he already feels somewhat 'close' to her... like they're not EXTREMELY emotionally intimate, but he feels a certain close-ness with her: being that they're long-term friends... so it would be really really hard for him to keep a 'casual' relationship with her... if that makes sense ??? if their friendship is more than casual, then so too would be their romantic relationship, I guess is kind of another way to put it?? lmao, idk... but yea-- it's much more likely that if he realized he has romantic feelings, he'd want to DATE-date her. not necessarily jumping head-first into something SERIOUS-- just that he wouldn't treat her like a 'coffee dates, lets get to know each other, while still exploring our options' kinda thing, YOU KNOW??? if he gets with suki, he's WITH suki and committed to it and committed to making it work, I think!! | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits I think he would get too emotionally attached to be fwb. aksjjk. so I mean, technically yes they could be this, for awhile..... but it would end up with him almost-certainly wanting more 😭😭 akjdajj that could be kind of an interesting, messy plot, too, tho-- SO SURE, WHY NOT CHECK THAT ONE ALSO AKJDHAJKJ

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers ( only enemies when it comes to crocs..... even then, Tai is pretty much an ally to the crocs Cause-- Suki just doesn't feel he's doing ENOUGH for the cause, I think adxkjahsjkj ) | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine neither is consistently grumpy enough for that, are they?? lmao | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship ( idk why they would have to be a secret. I can't think of any reason tai would have to keep suki a secret lmao. but idk-- the idea just sounded kinda interested. if she wants a secret bf... he's down aksjaj ) | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( I'm pretty much open for any of those!! I'm definitely intrigued by the idea of Suki/Tai now hehe. they have a good amount of development, and I think they've always had really good chemistry!!

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter ( I'm not in a random-unplotted-starter-creating mode at the moment 😭 akdjhakj but I'm sure I can come up with some eventually!! : D at the moment, though, my brain just isn't cooperating with the idea lmao. I could reply to anything tho !! :3 )

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: I still love the idea of them living in the same apartment building, if you're still okay with that ! : D so so many cute and fun scenarios can come from that, hehehe

[kataskopeia]

@kamipyre continued from here.

"... i made mine when he was still alive." he steps toward the lifeless body, suffocates the pitiful remainder of his smoldering cigarette in a dull pocket ashtray, and slides gloves over his hands. "but generally speaking ... if you're the first to sign up for an engagement post-mortem, you should be the one to print the queue list and attach it to the morgue slab." long fingers flex underneath latex before diving into the dead man's mouth to forcefully remove a gleaming molar tooth ( muffled cracking noise included ). "paper has performative power. you should give it a try and see how many people are willing to stand in line."

[edgelord-dl6]

@kamipyre asked: It's sudden and fast, but when there's only the two of them in the hallway, Suki tugs him by the frills to her height and gives him a kiss. A moment later, she takes a step back, both hands wrapped around the evidence file. "...I'll meet you at the crime scene, sir." ( 2day is international kissing day so edgeworth, please take a kiss from suki sjfklsjdfklj <3 )

it's a miracle this kind of thing isn't exploited more often - his big frilly ostentatious cravat hangs there just before one of the most vulnerable points on the human body, like a great target. to most people, perhaps, it's like the ornament of some poisonous animal - so colorful and obvious and ridiculous that it simply must mean 'stay away!'

but to Suki - wonderful, surprising, resourceful, Suki Nakamura - it's a tool to send him a message that short circuits his brain. their lips press together with quick insistence, and Miles' eyes pop open unromantically. his heart nearly pops, too, and all he can do is nod dumbly after her, clear his throat, absently pass his tongue over his bottom lip...

was today a special occasion or something? he'll wrack his brain over it en route.

[sinsolucion]

     ❝ are you considering… a career change? ❞ follows faux gasp, soren's hand to collarbone amidst the shock.   ❝ or a training regime? i could help with either or… ❞   it was one thing to hear genuine intrigue lilting within his words, the bubbling desire to assist boiling vehemently to surface. 'twas another that it accompanied a devilish grin, perhaps unknowingly, subconsciously.

❝ nah. well. kinda. ❞   he allows himself a covered snicker, overshadowed by narrow, suspicious eyes tracking towards the left.   ❝ using the proper knives make a difference in cooking. they've gotta be sharp too. ❞   a flick of his wrist dispels an ominous gleam from his being, softening with her newfound sanctuary.   ❝ well, he's your coworker! he should be happy to assist you in your time of need. i'm sure he'd love a break from his assignment, anywho. ❞  

though whether or not he was any more partial to this being the substitute was anyone's guess.

                                     ﹙ @kamipyre ⎯⎯ ✎ ﹚

[mythvoiced]

@kamipyre | ♥

"I tried to dabble in forensics myself," for a creature so adamant on claiming he hates the mere notion of leaving a mark, Patrick sure can't keep from touching. Small grazes along surfaces, the innocent nudge of his forefinger against an object on a desk to have it turn and reveal a different side of itself, never picking something up, never disturbing the positioning, but grazing, dragging, gaining a feel for being alive in the same room as whatever he's surrounded by.

The only thing he picks up freely are pamphlets.

This one is boring.

Graphic design may be someone's passion here, but the LAPD certainly wasn't, or they would have come up with something more... engaging.

He lifts his head, smiles. Gentle and miles from the perpetrator, hunter of his past. Miss Nakamura is no threat, no prey, a woman with a glint in her eyes that reveals whatever reasons he might have had to step into her shoes will never burn as brightly as hers.

The kind of people who have gotten really good at living with their shadows, chains, weights, past.

Or who think they have.

Up to debate, she'll portray it soon enough.

"Though I imagine for the wrong reasons, compared to yours...?" an open-ended question, a request to peek minutely into her mind. Just because.

Because he can't help it, because he'll always care, and fight against it.

He returns the pamphlet.

[chimonai]

        The door opens for the umpteenth time today, heavy and slow, with a low creak that has given rise to a headache, revealing a woman Dahlia hasn’t talked to before, but whose arrival she was notified of in advance. Suki Nakamura, from the forensic department. Pink and girlish, she stands out against the dull, ashen-hued backdrop of this interrogation room, an attention-grabber amidst the monotonous flood of grey, black, blue suits that have washed in and out of here. None have been met with much cooperation, this visitor would fare no better. 

          Dahlia has burned her bridges. Against the advice of her defense attorney, she has abandoned the role she had performed all her life. Angel no more. She refuses to surrender her catharsis in favor of the slim chance to receive a lighter sentence if she were to feign a troubled conscience.

          Manicured nails tap the steel table she’s seated at in an impatient rhythm.  “I have to say... Compared to that drab-looking, good-for-nothing detective you’re not much of an improvement.”  The ring finger of her idle hand brushes against her cheek, which is soft and unblemished. Her visitor’s face might’ve been inoffensive to look at had it not been marred by the touch of fire.  “Whatever could you want from me? Haven’t I answered enough pointless questions?” / @kamipyre​

[lcstkey]

@kamipyre​ sent  👫 

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship  

Whenever Selena receives paperwork in the form of origami, she feels a bit of guilt for undoing the intricated folds that sculpted it, especially if the origami is in the shape of a wolf or other canines.

The one time Sel participates in the precinct’s secret Santa, she ended up with Investigator Nakamura who would receive some decorative origami paper and a pretty tin of sencha tea that year. If anything Suki has criticized Selena’s absolutely terrible gift wrapping skills and may try to teach her to at least fold the gift wrapping better if she figured out who the secret Santa is.

Being the questionable influence that she is, Sel will teach Suki basics on picking locks and computer coding.

One day she’ll work up the courage to ask Suki for assistance with the Night-Light Reads fire. While the scene itself may be compromised due to time and weather, Selena still has an urn of what has been claimed to be her stepmother’s ashes. Selena has never been convinced that she’s dead or that the cause of the fire is faulty wiring.

[recitedemise]

33﹕sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ( HI DEAN IT'S BEEN A WHILE :DD - for either of his modern verses if you're still accepting? )

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺: still accepting. | 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task.

It isn't like she needs his help. With a keen eye in forensics, she's as razored as a blade. That said, no detail can escape her and no lumbering secret can languish in the dark. Under Suki, every sordid reality can froth to the surface...unless, gods bless her, the truth comes soaked in petrol. Dribbling. The air so suddenly smells of smoke.

But Gale, peering over his glasses, shares in no such trouble sat at his desk. It's dreary out, his office clock thunking a late-night ten. He's ought to be in bed or perhaps savoring some whiskey in his empty home, but it seems the pair of them tonight are insomniacs both -- or if anything, she like him is plagued by nightmares. Still, Gale won't deny her this visit, fond as he is of her curious mind. At any rate, looking over her clues, this is an exciting hour. He flips the bag about, the ripples of spell tickling at his skin, and aiding in a case is rivetingly new. He makes a sound. On his desk, his little candle lights away.

"The starter is lightning. Clean, sparkling, and a twinge autumnal... I've reason to believe your arsonist is a mage -- and by the look of things, that you're a mite overworked." Pot calling the kettle black, is that it? Looking up past his shoulder, he meets her eyes. "Last I checked, It's ten at night on a Friday. Fire may burn itself out, but you've the thought you're inexhaustible."

[eternasci]

💌🎉

SYMBOLS FOR THE MUN ★

     💌 I just think you’re amazing      🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

BANGING ON YOUR DOOR BANGING ON YOUR DOOR BANGING ON YOUR DOOR

YOU ARE ONE TO TALK... you have so many interesting muses and im [rattles cage] too slow to get to meet them all...... i crave ur variety... also knowing you are a Professional :tm: in writing is the coolest...... i am so blessed..... kisses ur knuckles.... i am coming for ALL ur faves so we can plot development w/ em bc on god... i have SO many ideas due to your chars' many facets... yummy...

[bloodxhound]

"Look, look!" She's shouting as she shoves a menu into his face- it's for the newly opened steakhouse in the area and this month, they've gone with a Moozilla theme! She points to the special in the center: a Wagyu steak special named after the very mascot. "We should eat here for lunch today!" ( time to find out what moozy tastes like she says jfklsdjfklsj )

     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄, regarding her with a knowing, defiant look.   ❛❛ You mean I should invite you there. ❜❜   Any other pending remark is lost once the depiction of Moozilla seizes his attention.    ❛❛ Hold on, what— ❜❜   Brusquely, he snags the menu from her hands, scanning its contents before succumbing to a look of utter disbelief, brows knit together, jaw slack.   ❛❛ A Moozilla special? ❜❜   It strikes him as macabre ( and completely lore-unfriendly ! ) to portray his favorite kaiju as part of the human food chain, as if he were mere livestock, fit for the slaughterhouse. It goes completely against what the movies so painstakingly established — the subversion of prey into an apex predator.   ❛❛ Who green-lighted this? Society has reached a new low. ❜❜   He pushes himself off his report-laden desk, grabbing his jacket in one smooth movement.

     ❛❛ Let’s go right now. ❜❜   It’s 8.14 a.m.   ❛❛ I need to investigate this crime myself. ❜❜

[velvetineblue]

For his birthday, she brought a very special set of crocs…is it meant to an olive branch for a war that isn’t actually being waged? The world may never know, however for her friend nemesis’ birthday Suki also has folded for Taiyang a paper set of a fish tank. And she used pretty blue kami for it too! “…This is a truce." Or so she says. And then she marches inside his apartment set both of her gifts on the table. “Now let’s go to the bakery; I need to get you a shortcake.”

( pls also have suki....confusing him as per usual <3 )

" now this . . . is the best pair of Crocs I've ever seen, " he declares, almost in awe of the blue-grey slides, holding them up to examine under the light like a piece of fine jewelry, being appraised. his eyes widen when giving the same treatment to the origami fish tank. " wow... " he's audibly impressed at the detail Suki's managed to carve out with only paper and her patience . . . " you get better at these everyday. . . " he carefully touches one of the fish, like his craft-clumsy hands would destroy it upon contact. " this is really cool; thanks, Suki. I'm gonna put this next to Mudkip. friends he won't eat, " he happily explains. the carnivorous little salamander wouldn't be a good friend to living fish, but these ones would make the perfect pairing. he has assessed the gifts as a very WORTHY trade, offering out his hand for a shake. " truce accepted. " he'd accept the invite to the bakery, too, but first he waves her over to Mudkip's aquarium, to visit the little critter that was watching them with it's big, blank eyes. " tell Suki thanks for the present, " he jokingly ordered of the very-silent amphibian. ( despite it's total lack of reaction, Tai insists to Suki that she is Mudkip's favorite of all his friends & family. how can you tell? any sane person asks. but HE JUST KNOWS, Tai says with certainty. )

[edgelord-dl6]

|| happy belated valentine’s day to the 2 most oblivious people on the planet <3

[sinsolucion]

     ❝ guess you've got me there. ❞   a soft chuckle follows warm, closed eyes. it's a fair argument, one he had anticipated when initiating the conversation. that being said, he believed their reasons varied, and his piqued curiosity questioned to what extent it did.

making himself comfortable at the edge of a desktop, soren leans back and crosses his arms.   ❝ too much origami? ❞   he teases, cheeks warming when pearly whites spread wide.   ❝ or... are you working yourself too hard? ❞   slouching along the table, shoulder pillaring his upper body, he sighs before continuing.   ❝ me? well... i'm reading up on our serial killer. their pattern's a shitshow, so i wanted to stay where i wouldn't be distracted. could help one another, if you don't mind? ❞  

                                    ﹙ @kamipyre, from here. ﹚

[mythvoiced]

@kamipyre | ♥

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“It’s the incessant disinterest and constant expectations.”

Zagreus eats nothing but junk food. You’d think with the amount of fat and calories he keeps so enthusiastically shoving into his mouth, he wouldn’t have the chipper physique of a late 20s bachelor who’d only ever cared about getting a sports scholarship and a concussion.

Alas, Zagreus didn’t care much about the kind of sports that would have gotten him a scholarship back in the day. And he’s not exactly a bachelor.

The rest is... pretty much on point.

Right down to the concussion.

Which is the thing he’s pretty sure he’s sporting right now. All while shoving yet another fry into his mouth, grotesquely salted and without a drop of ketchup. His mixed accent spills only after the potato had already been chewed, a polite man who eats with his elbows on the table.

He grabs another fry and begins gesticulating. A napkin would help here, but he’d already pushed his own towards the forensic, case she’d like to transform it into a shape more magnificent than his greasy fingers could ever hope to dream of.

It’s probably not a good thing that he’s this familiar with someone from law enforcement solely because he keeps getting dragged into the nearest station after getting his ass ceremoniously handed to him by his boyfriend’s brother.

No amount of ‘but officer, it was consensual, we were sparring!’ would convince the questioner, especially once you took a look at Zagreus’ state and the complete lack of impairment on Charon’s anything.

To be fair, though, the reason he’s actually in any way familiar with this member of the LAPD is because he’d asked about the origami littering so many desks, and not because he'd fucked up enough to have to involve forensics.

“You’d think having only one child you have actual direct communicative access to would make him more likely to expend a minute amount of care towards said child, alas,” he sighs.

Then he offers a smile. “Sorry for rambling, by the way. How was your day?”