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[closedcoffins]

@sekayuki liked this post to be forcibly given a baccano au!

Obligatory thanks for indulging me; as I’ve said before, I love to give characters Baccano! aus, so I’m grateful for the opportunity. Getting right into it, I think there’s really nowhere else to put Tanizaki (and, by extension, Naomi) other than Jacuzzi’s Gang.

Jacuzzi’s Gang: A Gang of “young punks” who gather around crybaby bootlegger Jacuzzi Splot because of a strange instinct to protect him. They number over 20 in rank and are all sorts of bad news, cast out of the communities they were part of. Many of them are immigrants who caused just enough trouble to be ousted from the communities they came to America with. SEE: Jacuzzi Splot, Nice Holystone, Chané Laforet, Claire Stanfield, Sham.

The gang might seem like the lesser of several evils at first, but the majority of people who have gravitated to Jacuzzi’s gang are criminals, with a very significant portion of those criminals being unfairly punished immigrants who were ostracized from their own communities for painting them in a bad light through crime. While I don’t necessarily think this would be the case with Tanizaki, Jacuzzi’s gang also happens to be home to social outcasts, and they have deep and personal connections with eachother and with Jacuzzi.

While the gang isn’t closed off to new members following their move to New York in late 1931 to early 1932, I also think it’d just allow for more plot involvement if Tanizaki and his sister were to join up with them while they’re still in Chicago, so I’ll be working off of that.

Speaking of plot relevance, I think I would place the siblings in the portion of Jacuzzi’s gang we see in 1931 Winter: Time of the Oasis. While the main body of the gang (Jacuzzi, Nice, and a few others) are aboard the transcontinental Flying Pussyfoot to rob it, the rest of the gang boards an earlier train to New York and gets caught up in their own ruckus as they wait for the train group to dump cargo in a certain river that they can then retrieve. Specifically, the gang finds themselves jeopardized by another team of people who have men hijacking the very same train. I think Tanizaki would be in a good position to help in the final fight against those people, since they directly threaten the gang.

Further plot relevance for the gang as a whole (they tend to appear as one unit) comes in the form of 1933′s The Slash, wherein the gang are accosted and then hired by two representatives of Huey Laforet’s Larva---

Larva: A group of humans working under alchemist Huey Laforet with slightly closer contact than the Lemures, who are privy to the nature of Huey’s immortality but not let in on all of his plans. Led by Tock “Tim” Jefferson. SEE: Huey Laforet, Tock "Tim" Jefferson.

---to infiltrate a skyscraper known as Mist Wall and steal the incomplete formula for immortality. Very specifically, I think Tanizaki would have a lot to say about the way the plan goes down; the delinquents know that the Larva are using them as disposable pawns, so they make up their mind to try and take the formula themselves under the pretense of complete cooperation. Because of this assumption I’d also put Tanizaki on the Babel team, who oversee things from the top-floor restaurant Babel and as a result bear witness to the multiple insane fights up there. I think because Tanizaki has a tendency to jump the gun sometimes when those he cares about are threatened, they’d need him out of the main operation to avoid unnecessary risk. That said, I’d put Naomi on the ground floor team actually doing the heist just for the sake of upping the tension, since the people on the top floor are temporarily disconnected from the rest of the building.

Then, since the goal of Baccano!’s 1935 plot is to include as many characters as physically possible, Tanizaki can also attend the party at Ra’s Lance with the rest of the gang, though predictably they don’t have much of a focus in that arc outside of Jacuzzi.

[sigmadolos]

@sekayuki​ said: What drew you to rping this character?

mun directed roleplay questions

Oh boy, I hope you’re ready for a discussion! So, I picked up sigma back in March of 2019 and I’ve been writing him ever since. I LOVED his presentation even in his debut to be honest. The presence he had to him, how we got a peak already into how he can be. He was already being presented as complex and (just my opinion), the fandom often forgets this.He made a grand entrance and skewed the results of the patron but then said Spread this story around, it will hep the casino’s reputation. Which does play into the title of this blog, sigmadolos. Dolos being a reference to greek mythology for the spirit of deceit (though not necessarily always BAD). We see him go from powerful to seemingly gentle to seeing there was a motive behind it. We see him stand up to the Hunting Dogs to their faces, but we also get to see his struggle with anxiety. All of this in the very first chapter. It was fascinating and engaging to me, and Sigma very much resonated as a character that I would be able to write based off past muses.

Also, I admit. The name Sigma had me super excited because I thought he would be a Greek poet. Which is why my blog has so much Greek influence. I figured Sigma was a cover name, so I spent literally three days pouring over greek poets and authors for one who might fit the themes of what Sigma was shown in the first 2 chapters. I even had the poet I thought it would be,   Yannis Ritsos who was a Greek poet who often wrote about hope for the future but also personal despair (in line with Sigma’s own despair prior even to us finding out about his ‘not knowing why he exists, but i called that, but also Sigma’s desire to thrive), anguish of poets and life, and was caught up in political struggles that potentially mirrored what was going on. Alas that turned out to all be for naught with the reveal Sigma was created from the page, but even so I’ve still worked to keep all that greek influence even WITH the reveal, though no longer for that poet and as his own independent being. (Though you will still find the poet’s writings here and there as many are applicable for sigma’s musings).

Really Sigma was just a nice change from past bsd muses I’d written and i had a lot of fun writing him and I continue to have a lot of fun. He’s fascinating to me and so much more complex than initial glances might seem or the memes about him. I just. really love him.

[zorkaya-moved]

"they’re out to get you ,  better leave while you can ."

@sekayuki​

Jun'ichirō Tanizaki is a man of a fickle heart, she noticed. This kind touch and word that seems to have some semblance of warmth, but he is a perfect example of humanity’s duality. A civilian can turn into a maniac under the right circumstances, everyone has a beast sleeping within them and it can awaken at the strangest moment. His eyes are clear now, but they could be clear with danger and with bloodshed blooming before his gaze. A man like this could go forth, a berserker slumbers beneath this skin. Humanity’s duality continues to intrigue, one can become a best without a malicious intent, even the sweetest emotions could turn toxic and erase one’s morality. 

Ah, but she is winter—she is the snowflakes, frost, and ice. What seems so beautiful doesn’t have an ounce of warmth, her eyes of ichor and her lips of blood, she would look at him as if she were a maiden in distress. Concerned written across her feminine face as she reaches out to touch his hand, hold it as if she needed reassurance that he would be alright or that they both would be alright. She plays the role of the sheep very well, her disheveled appearance brought up from the fight proves itself a fitting image to keep the faux appearance of someone who was always used as a weapon. 

“But what about you, Tanizaki?” Her voice is soft, trembling from anxiety. Zarina would showcase concern so prettily, a frown so unbefitting her ethereal appearance. Winter is beautiful on the outside, but inside one would freeze if they would stand too close to the epicenter without any flame to keep one safe. “They won’t hurt me, I’m their...” Tool. The word doesn’t leave her, it creates the intended hesitation and the concern over her own identity before others. But she is Anna Akhmatova, the most successful hitman and ability user hunter. It remains the truth, but she seems to be acting like it’s not what she wants to do. “They won’t hurt me, so you need to go. I’ll be fine. I disobeyed one time, the punishment won’t be that harsh.” If it will even come. The game is on. The hunt is yet to begin. 

[deckofclubs]

‘ tanizaki. get over here. ‘ kunikida’s voice is sharp, as it always is right before he’s about to give a lecture.  it was no secret he was stern with the agency’s younger members. he was stern with everyone, really, but he had taken it upon himself to make sure all the younger members were taken care of. and behaving themselves in a way that was befitting the agency. after all, many of them were just kids. and somebody had to look out for them, and be someone they could rely on. fukuzawa was a parent figure for most of them, but kunikida was a lot more active in their every day lives. he knew them the best. 

he taps his foot expectantly, checking over his notes in his trusty notebook. ‘ you are not to do anyone else’s work for them here. if you do it once, they’ll just keep asking you, and soon enough you’ll be doing four people’s workloads. there’s such a thing as being too accommodating. you need to stand up for yourself. you have no problem out there on the field, so don’t shy away in an office setting. and i can tell when you do it rather than a certain lazy idiot does it because it’s actually done properly. so next time, tell him to fuck off. are we clear ? ‘ 

⚠️  an  urgent  starter for @sekayuki

[bemuseing]

What was the first muse that you’ve written?

What are you looking for in a ship?

Are you happy with how your favorite canon muse was portrayed in canon?

Questions for the mun

I just answered this but my first muse was Ice from Pokemon Ranger! I write him on @aotoreiki. In terms of blorbos, he is my one blorbo to rule them all.

I... don't really ship in the sense the word's normally meant. Combination of being aroace and nd makes it hard; plus I have a tendency to hc muses as aro/ace as well.

If counting platonic or familial bonds, as long as the connection between the muses makes sense and they work well together / have a good or interesting dynamic, then it's fun to consider. I also like when my muses end up acting in an older sibling role.

And hmm. Using the canon muses on this blog, I think I'm okay with how they were portrayed in canon. I don't usually attach to characters unless their canon self grabs me, first.

If using my favourite canon muse on any of my blogs (Ice), he suffers from side character syndrome (as do several other characters from his source). I wish he got to appear more and have more of an actual role in the plot. He just kind of exists to provide boss / miniboss battles.

[theircurse-archive3]

✧ * º • –– @sekayuki​​​​​ asked:           ‘ you may hide here with me, if you wish. ’  

                             ⮩      【     THE  INFERNAL  DEVICES.    】  

╰  ★  █║  ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ                STUPID, STUPID, STUPID ! How could they have been this stupid ? Of all days to manage to break free of their confines and try to escape the mafia for good ( again ), they really just had to pick a day when the mafia guards were the most ACTIVE. But who could blame them ? In that cell, the days and nights blended together into darkness. Ask them what day of the week it was and they would have had a DIFFICULT time responding correctly.

                   By some miracle had they not gotten caught just yet ... but they knew better than to MOVE. If they dared to even make the slightest twitch; they would surely be caught. Circumstances like these however only meant that they were TRAPPED. Their one hope ...

                  Starry hues scrutinize the man carefully as they took in his words. Wasn’t this guy from the Agency ? Were they that stupid to BELIEVE in his words ? What would happen to them if they did ?

                  Then again, what other choice did they HAVE ?

                  ‘ So are we going to just HIDE until they go away ? ‘ 

[withsorrowandregret-archive]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 ?

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

( love as bloodshed, crimson as a knife slipped between your ribs ) when ocean vuong said "to arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration" and when franz kafka said "you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love" and when ada limon said "how do you love ?   like a fist. like a knife" and when richard siken said "sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine"

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[cursedxartist]

What's Peculiar About Your Soul?

YOUR SOUL IS... MISSING...

No one knows how it happened. Souls are always handled with the utmost care- displayed and preserved for eons to come. But yours has simply... DISAPPEARED. Was it a matter of theft? A runaway spirit? Was it ever truly there to begin with? You do not know where you are.  It is DARK... It is COLD. You don't feel as though you have control of your body. Lost to time, you wonder how long it will take for others to forget you completely...

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[closedcoffins]

@sekayuki / starter call! ( #039 : "the runaway author" --- mark twain )

"Oh, shit. This is the detective agency's building? Damn, I had no idea."

Even if he were saying that kind of thing with a straight face, Mark's sure it'd be identified as a complete lie right away. After all, Fitzgerald had visited the agency's headquarters before. It's just that he'd done it with a mind for business, and Mark is sitting down to order something in the cafe underneath it just because he can. He'd gotten off scot-free after the whole incident, after all.

"Lighten up a little! You look like you're gonna---I dunno, stab me a little or something. I mean, you can definitely try, but I'm kinda hungry so I'd rather eat first." Incredibly, Mark's voice doesn't waver, carrying the same lackadaisical tone it always tends to. Most people who meet him chalk his indifference and general lack of fear up to dumb confidence, but Mark knows a little better than being stupidly confident. It's just that he's not particularly afraid of an outcome that might lead to getting stabbed. "If it makes you feel any better, I'm not here on behalf of anyone. Just myself! And my stomach, I guess. I just thought I'd see if I could link back up with my old friend---um, Lucy does work here, right? I figured she must be off today but nobody'll tell me when she's in."

[sigmadolos]

what’s  peculiar  about  your  soul  ?

Your soul is . . . Warm

It draws those nearby closer to it, like a pleasantly crackling fireplace... It leaves some enamored, others delighted, but everyone leaves having been uplifted by its momentary presence in their lives. They speak of you for days to come- of the way you've changed them... You can not figure out what to make of that... 

Of the fact that, even in death, others are still placated- enlightened- by your very presence...

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[theircurse-archive3]

╰  ★  █║  ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ        𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 ?

LOVE AS HUNGER.

[ love as ravenous desire, love as something fragrant and home-built ] when florence welch said "we all have a hunger" and when jenny slate asked "who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?" and when violet trefusis wrote "I want you hungrily, frenziedly. passionately. I am starving for you..." and when anne carson asked "what are we made of but hunger and rage?"

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[theircurse-archive3]

╰ ★ █║ ⁞ — ˗ˏˋ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 ?

Your soul is... Volatile

There is a deep, painful energy harbored within this soul... At its very core festers malice, and a deeply rooted pain that craves nothing more but to inflict itself onto everything around it. Special care has been given to it- to stop examiners from coming into any harm should they draw too near to it. You coil like a serpent, awaiting a moment to strike. To claim your revenge. It never comes.

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[cursedxartist]

What Form of Love Do You Embody?

LOVE AS BEING KNOWN

[ Love is KNOWING ALL of someone and LOVING THEM ANYWAY ] when Tim Kreider said "if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known," and when Joe Wright said "the idea that these two people know each other, knew each other when they first saw each other. That they recognized each other from their future," and when Micah Nemerever said "it was a RELIEF and a HORROR to be known so perfectly."

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[theircurse-archive3]

╰  ★  █║  ⁞    —     ˗ˏˋ                 if you were a deity, what would you be the god of?

trickery and mischief

twisted and playful, you view humans as nothing more than mere toys or puppets. people provide you with offerings and keep their heads down so as to not upset you. you’re expressive and dramatic, though often lying and quite skilled at manipulation and illusion.

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[cursedxartist]

What Color Does Your Love Feel Like?

DEEP STAINING RED

Ripped out confessions, warm velvety whispers and a heart like an OPEN WOUND.  Your love flows out like dripping blood, beautiful, flawed and TWISTED.  It's GUT WRENCHING, the type of painfully dramatic feeling that makes you clutch your chest, picturing dramatic monologues about love and loving and big screen over the top scenes of sobbing into your pillow until you fall asleep.  It RIPS out of you, CLAWING it's way up your throat more so than tumbling out.  Sticky words that just need to be let out, feelings SO BIG they DON’T FIT inside you.  Your love isn't easy, it's a true bloody mess, dripping and staining everything it touches in a DESPERATE ATTEMPT to be SEEN, to be FELT, to be LOVED BACK.  And you, you love so hard, so deeply, so much for someone who carries all that pain.  Atlas holding up the world, how are you?  Is your love still flowing?  Is your heart still open?  Still pumping and bleeding and DRIPPING with BLOOD and TEARS?  Still painting your beautiful pictures and writing your love letters in deeply personal red ink? Because I see them, I read them, I love them and you, you, you, you. Clench your chest, scream your love, cry it out.  Spill your words of loving, keep your heart beating, keep your love coming and PAINT THE ENTIRE WORLD RED WITH IT.  Make it in your image, keep going, it's okay.  Maybe one day the whole world can be red and loved and beautiful just like you.

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