#silverweretiger

[nakaharaxchuuya-blog]

for @silverweretiger continued from here

Chuuya didn’t enjoy the trips he sometimes had to make to the human market. 

The fact remained, however, that under the orders of the one in charge of vampire community in Yokohama, he was obligated to check in on the place from time to time. Normally, Atsushi would have stayed at home for such visits. Today, however, was different. There was a rogue vampire out in the city, they didn’t yet manage to take them out, and Chuuya was not leaving his sweet-scented human alone in the house, where he was an easy target. He preferred Atsushi traumatized to having him sucked dry by some vampire with neither common sense nor manners.

The market wasn’t a nice place at the best of times. It was an underground bar - dark and elegantly furnished, it looked more or less like a high-end strip club. A stage in the middle, few cages built in the walls on both sides of it, and sofas and tables around the stage, with few lounges for especially important guests. 

Such as Chuuya. 

The moment they entered, almost all heads turned towards them. The less polite vampires hungrily sniffed the air. Chuuya long ago found out Atsushi’s blood didn’t only smell so intoxicating for him - it did so for most of their kind. Still, his human was safe as long as he was with him. They sat in the shadow of their lounge, with perfect view of the stage, enjoying some degree of privacy there, in its pleasant shadow. 

The bidding was simple enough. The first to be led on the stage was a young man - proud, healthy, well-built - Chuuya could tell as much with a single sniff. The man didn’t have a particularly sweet blood, but he was bound to be better than most of the people found on the streets. The man held his head high - he wasn’t intimidated, wasn’t scared. He went to a young-looking vampire for a big sum of money, and Chuuya nodded to himself - he knew that one. The human won’t be treated badly.

The scared girl that came second was the opposite of the man. Thin, sickly, terrified, but smelling almost as sweet as Atsushi did, she made the redhead take in few long, deep breaths as he savoured the sweet scent. Seeing who bought her, though, for almost twice as much money as the man went for, the redhead sighed and shook his head, writing something in a little notebook he had. She’ll be dead by tomorrow morning. What a waste. 

“...Atsushi..?” he said quietly, turning to see his human pale and looking faint. The vampire watched his sweet pet for a moment longer before beckoning him closer. 

“Come sit here, beside me. We’ll be here for a while, and I might need a drink in a moment, so try to make yourself comfortable.” 

[hisashiburii]

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@silverweretiger

Continuation from x:

[text -> Atsushi-kun]  I’m awake, Atsushi-kun... [text -> Atsushi-kun]  Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me all this. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  Some scars take a long time to heal but they will eventually. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  You’re currently in a state when I believe you need to talk about what happened. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  If you push it back too often, it will overflow and swallow you whole. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  You have me and I’m always willing to listen to you. Anytime you need. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  So use it. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  You’re going to beat that foul feeling to a pulp and live happily. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  You have a strength to make yourself happy. That’s something I’ve been positive about ever since I met you for the first time. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  If you feel like it, wanna come over for a snack to calm down a bit?

[silxntrabiddog]

@silverweretiger from x

        "Right, but in fact, I love the silence of your mouth being shut even more. So do me a favor and spare me your bullshit."        Akutagawa growled silently, trying to hold himself just to not stab the other right there. Being sarcastic was the last thing the raven had a mood for. It was enough that they were forced to be so damn close to each other. So close that he could hear and feel even the slightest change in Atsushi's heartbeat and breathing. Just... ew.       "Hey, your heart is beating faster than normal. Are you scared? It's just a simple task, don't be such a whimp."

[nakaharaxchuuya-blog]

@silverweretiger plotted for a starter!

It was close to midnight when Chuuya left his home, dressed up and with a walking cane tapping against the pavement as he went. 

There weren’t many people out; most of them were thugs and homeless anyway, but this was alright with the redhead. The first person willing to attack him will be his dinner, after all. 

Chuuya smiled at the thought, only to stand still when something - a peculiar scent hit his nostrils. They widened, and the redhead took in long, hungry breaths, before one long fang bit on his lip, almost breaking it with how sharp it was. Something... someone... smelt delicious here...

The redhead resumed his walking; though now, he had a target. Stopping every few steps, sniffing the air, he got closer and closer to the scent, until finally, after turning into a narrow alleyway, he found a young boy curled up inside of it, currently being attacked by two thugs who seemed to think he was hiding some money for them to take. 

Chuuya growled impatiently, knocking the men unconscious in the matter of seconds - he was quiet and came from behind them, so he had all the advantages on his side - and looked at the deliciously smelling boy.

He was young; looked like he was on the brink of adulthood - and on the brink of starvation, too, judging by these thin arms and legs. His clothes were dirty and ragged, his haircut crooked and his eyes fearful as he looked up at him. Chuuya hummed, thinking. It wasn’t his style to attack the innocent. People who meant him harm, yes, they pretty much asked for retribution, but this? 

The redhead knelt down in front of the boy, his face softening. Ah, the scent was strong here; was it worth a hassle, though? It was a more elegant solution than going out for a hunt every other night, surely...

“Do not worry, boy. I mean you no harm.” he said quietly, reaching his hand out to cup the boy’s cheek. “What is your name?” 

[controliisms]

silverweretiger replied to your post: out of character. when this   becomes your discord...

[ YOU’VE DONE EVERYTHING TO DESERVE IT– ]

out of character. LIES!! I AM PURE AND INNOCENT!

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@silverweretiger

Continuation from x:

[text -> Atsushi-kun]  I told you that I’m here when you need me. [text -> Atsushi-kun]  You don’t have to pretend it’s nothing if it is something now... [text -> Atsushi-kun]  I want to come... [text -> Atsushi-kun]  Can I?

[graevite-blog]

The first five from the ice cream HC meme. :0

[ ice cream flavour headcanons ]

Almond Chocolate Coconut: a touch headcanon.

Since he usually has his gloves on, it’s actually kind of rare that he directly touches things/people while he’s working; that said, his hands are sensitive to touch from being covered all the time, so! Actually, he’s not really that used to being touched in general, so it’s a surefire way to catch his attention.

Bacon Ice Cream: a “what were you even thinking” headcanon.

He does have some reckless tendencies, of course, but less on the ‘reckless’ scale and more on the ‘honestly wtf’ scale, he’s accidentally fallen asleep on the ceiling before (and thus woke up very shortly afterwards, having crashed to the ground, since he can’t control his ability in his sleep).

Black Raspberry Cheesecake: a sexuality and/or romanticism headcanon (romantic orientation, sexual orientation, etc).

Well it’s already blog canon that he’s pansexual and rarely gets involved in properly romantic relationships, though demiromantic would probably be the most accurate descriptor. 

Cactus Fruit Sorbet: a “this shouldn’t work but it does” headcanon

his liver uhh he’s probably tried various unusual cocktails and such before? there’s not a lot coming to mind for this one honestly. probably enjoys french fries and ice cream.

Cherry Garcia: a role model/inspiration headcanon.

answered!

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@silverweretiger 

       Akutagawa came home quite early that day, carrying a small box in his hand.      "Kitten?"     He called as he walked into the living room. When the tiger boy appeared almost immediately there, he stepped closer to him and run his fingers through the black hair.     "Here... happy birthday." 

    The raven said in s silent voice, pushing the box into the other's hands. There was a beautiful choker inside, nicer than the simple collar Atsushi was always wearing. Black and purple with a small bell, since Akutagawa thought it fits the boy’s hair and eyes perfectly. 

[nakaharaxchuuya-blog]

starter for @silverweretiger

Chuuya stared at sleeping Atsushi, a vein on his forehead pulsing in frustration as he watched the boy’s tiger ears and tail move in his sleep. He didn’t know whether Atsushi sometimes changed into an incomplete form of his tiger when asleep consciously or not, but it was bothering him.

A lot.

Because the moment when he reached out his hand to try and pet the cute ears, they disappeared, and the redhead let out a furstrated growl. 

“Atsushi.... they disappeared again...” he murmured, nuzzling his boyfriend, as if the fact that he was gifted with nullifying Ability was something new. “Come on... wake up and comfort me.” 

[controliisms]

dazai was just about ready to kill something. in fact, if there was anything that was living in this area - besides chuuya, that is, he wouldn’t kill chuuya - it would definitely be dead upon sight. what had actually been making him so angry? the fact that they - yokohama’s most vicious duo - were being sent on a meaningless border patrol. because there was nobody else around to do it.it’s with a heavy heart and swirling thoughts that dazai makes his way along the bank of the river, and if he’s sulking a little - well, nobody needs to know that. 

still, the last thing he expects to happen is to stumble across an abandoned child lying on the river bank, clothes torn and covered in what seems to be an entire layer of dirt. immediately, dazai’s first thought is finally, something to kill, but it would make him feel incredibly uneasy to kill a child while ( technically ) off duty and without orders to do so, especially one that reminds him somewhat of his younger self.

‘ hey, chuuya! ’ he beckons to his partner only a few steps away, making rather vague motions at the person lying on the bank. maybe chuuya would know how to deal with situations like these better than he would. chuuya was the more emotional of the two, after all. ‘ help me out over here. there seems to be a small obstacle in our path. and by obstacle i mean nature’s favourite obstacle, a child. ’

@labem

[andregidesuggestions-blog]

A lost child (closed rp)

@silverweretiger​

Raiding an orphanage wasn’t in Gide’s plans or list of things he would like to go to hell for. But in his defense he had no previous idea of what was the purpose of this place.

He and his ghosts had just landed in Japan and the first thing they did was to apply for a mercenary job. They roamed Europe doing mercenary jobs, trying to get enough money to live and to find a reason to live among the way. When both goals failed, seeing that a gifted organization caught wind of them and backed them to a corner, the only logical decision was to find another place to stay.

Gide wonders if he should feel bad about attacking an orphanage. He guessed not. He didn’t know what the place was at the start, after all.

A building surrounded by fields and more fields. His scouts tried to get close to perform an inspection on it and discovered it was heavily secured. To their luck they didn’t catch any attention from the guards, otherwise they wouldn’t have had enough time to go back to the main unity and say what they saw. By all accounts, the place was a small fortress. No wonder this job in specific was worth a small fortune.

The orders were simple: get in and kill the head of the place, if any resistance is found then kill them too. But when the first guards fell and they entered the place, when they saw the first kids cowering and running from them, they realized their mistake. Although Gide couldn’t stop asking himself what kind of orphanage was that heavily secured.

Checking in with the client was impossible now, but something told him that leaving the kids flee as they were doing wouldn’t be bad. So he ordered his soldiers to counter attack any resistance they found and proceed to find their target.

The head of the orphanage was nowhere to be found, no matter how far into the building they went. In the man’s office Gide found things that were… disturbing, to say the least. Torture instruments that were kept clean and seemed to have been frequently used.

Gide was still musing on what kind of institution that place really was, when one of his scouts called him. Apparently most of the resistance had been cleared, but the head of the orphanage was still nowhere around there. The soldier also notified him of finding the entrance to what seemed to be a basement, but before proceeding into there the soldiers were waiting for orders.

Staying in his target’s office and thinking about the man’s previous habits wouldn’t do anything for his mission, so Gide decided to lead the scout party into the basement himself, ordering the remaining soldiers to keep an eye on the perimeter.

The descent in the dark was slow. Even with his ability ready to alert him of any danger, Gide was being careful. For the sake of his soldiers, he wouldn’t rush into enemy territory foolishly.

Once he reached the end of the steps and stepped into the basement he stopped and ordered the two men who were flanking him to stop too. They waited in silence until their vision had adapted to the darkness enough to see.

The basement looked more like a prison of war than anything else. Gide could see a few empty cells to each side of the basement. There weren’t any windows or opening for outside light to enter there.

With a motion he ordered the soldiers to perform reconnaissance while he stood by the door. Seconds stretched longer, and he was about to call his soldiers back, seeing that probably no one was there, when one of them called for him first.

“Commander.”

Gide frowned. For one of his soldiers to call him before they were called, something might’ve been out of the normal. Maybe they found a secret escape passage? Still puzzled by the turn of events Gide followed the soldier’s voice and found them kneeling inside a cell.

Gide was about to ask them what was wrong, when the soldier moved to a side and revealed something that looked like a bunch of ragged clothes. Taking a step closer to see better what it was, Gide realized it wasn’t a bunch of ragged clothes, but a person wearing them.

A boy.

He was small, curling on himself and seemingly asleep. His chest raised and fell quickly with his uneven breaths. His cheekbones prominent on his face, wrists so thin they looked like they could be broken with just a twist. The boy was practically skin and bones. Gide stepped closer, kneeled in front of him and analyzed his situation better.

The boy’s lips were cracked, probably because he had been kept without water for too long. A few chains were around his legs, the shackles around his ankles so loose Gide wondered why the boy hadn’t tried to escape before. Considering his physical situation, it’s not hard to guess why.

Gide sighs and runs a hand over his hair. This is not part of the mission, and definitely not something he should get involved in. Yet, something inside him thinks, reasons that they’re not in a war anymore. This is not a war; it should be ok to make human decisions now and then. Except that he and his band weren’t very human. They called themselves ghosts for a reason.

But Gide couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t leave the boy for the dead. Couldn’t leave him there. His first thought was to drop him into a nearby hospital, his chances of survival would increase greatly, but he was worried that the head of the orphanage, probably the person who delivered such torture to a kid, would manage to find him there. It had already been proved that his target clearly had connections.

The soldier besides Gide was still waiting for their commander’s decision, so Gide finally made a decision.

“Get the paramedic.” The soldier nodded and immediately walked out of the cell, their comrade probably leaving with them.

Gide stayed knelt in front of the boy, an absent thought that maybe he should check on the kid’s situation before the doctor arrived.

He put a hand on the boy’s forehead and pushed his white hair behind, “Hey, can you understand me?”

The question came out a bit awkward. He had found soldiers on their final seconds of life, soldiers near death but still fighting to live, soldiers that had been tortured past their breaking point, but never a kid that had received the same kind of treatment.

His only hope was that the boy would be coherent enough to answer his question in heavily accented Japanese, and that he would be ok enough to hold on a bit longer so they could treat him.

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ooc. me gushing at people tbh (aka replies to the positivity meme) what do you mean I already commented on everyone’s and this is repetitive??

relcel replied to your post: ❤️

yELLS INSTANTLY I LOVE YOU YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT FUCK doNT MAKE ME SPILL MY FEELINGS IN A BOX lIKE THIS

a) WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE SO FAST AT REPLYING TO THAT HOLY SHIT???

b) come on waifu spill your feelings for me in a box like that I wanna disgust everyone with how gross we are!!! (no jk I know you love me and YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU TOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!)

sclbstmord replied to your post: ❤️

okAY, WE ONLY STARTED INTERACTING A WHILE AGO BUT WATCHING YOU ON MY DASH IS SO NICE BECAUSE?? YOUR CHUUYA IS REALLY NICE AND I LOVE THE WAY HES PORTRAYED ( and the same goes to dazai !! )

AHHH THANK YOU!!! yes I’m glad we started interacting and like I said on yours I hope we can do more of that thing soon!!! but WOW THANKS AHHH THAT MEANS A LOT REALLY (L)!!! YOU’RE SO NICE

controliisms replied to your post: ❤️

i’m gonna keep it short so i don’t hit character limit but! i love your chuuya so much and your writing is always so!! amazing?? you’re such a fun person to talk to and i’m so lucky to have a friend like you honestly!! thank you so much for putting up with everything ( and the occasional bullying ) and !! i hope we can be friends for a long time c:

BOTH YOU AND SPARK MENTION THE BULLYING, I’M GLAD YOU KNOW HOW YOU ARE!!! no but seriously your writing is just as amazing IF NOT MORE SO and I just!!! appreciate you so much!! which I already said BUT STILL!! likewise thank you for putting up with my shenanigans and having 4829038420 threads with me I don’t even care if we never finish any of them I just love writing with you so much!! I hope we can be friends for a long time too!! aka you’re fucking stuck with me now otouto–

silverweretiger replied to your post: ❤️

[ ONEE-CHAAAAAAN. I’m so glad that you followed me bc you’ve given me the chance of interacting w/ an amazing Chuuya and also the chance to befriend an awesome person. I love you to bits and I’m glad that you’re putting up w/ me and the occasional bullying. Keep rocking on!! ]

I’M GLAD YOU FOLLOWED ME AND I’M GLAD I FOLLOWED YOU YOU’RE SUCH A BALL OF SUNSHINE REALLY!! even if you fucking bully me wow what the fuck you and sadist otouto there!! ajfkldaj you’re so sweet I’m happy we’re friends!! Let’s keep rocking on together!!!

mad-eggs-onthewall replied to your post: ❤️

I’ve been watching from afar since you basically graced us all with your amazing interpretation and awesome presence. I so look forward to actually getting a chance to interact because you seem just 10000% wonderful!

I said this on yours already but yeah you were one of my first followers and although we haven’t interacted yet I enjoy seeing you on my dash and hope we can fix that soon!! aksjldfdjsj you’re so kind thank you so much for your gracious words I AM REALLY BLESSED HERE–

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@silverweretiger

Kurashi smiled lightly, walking towards Atsushi’s room, as quiet as possible. He slowly opened the door and walked inside, setting a tray with breakfast (and few beautifully packed, small gifts) beside his brother’s futon before sitting down on the side of it and starting to gently pet his hair.

“Wake up, Atsushi~” he said quietly, smiling at his little brother opening his eyes groggily. “Happy birthday.”

[silxntrabiddog]

@silverweretiger

       That day Akutagawa ran into something pretty. It was a simple maid dress, but it somehow managed to spark a rare but also rather crazy interest and curiosity in him.      So, the mafioso came home with a bag containing that dress and a few pretty accessories. He found Atsushi in the kitchen, busy with cooking and probably not even aware of his presence. The raven came over to the boy, hugging him from behind and shoving the bag into his hands.       "Hello, kitten. I brought you something nice, so what about you go to try it now?"

[mad-eggs-onthewall]

@silverweretiger

In a hole in the ground was… my muse! Send “Hello, down there!” to find my muse stuck in a hole.

This was embarrassing to say the least. How could he not avoid the giant, gaping hole in the ground? Well, quite easily actually by not paying attention and noticing it way too late when he had already landed at the bottom in a painful heap.

“Could you, ah, help me? I think I sprained my ankle.“

It shouldn’t take too long for it to heal what with his Ability’s healing properties, but it still hurt like hell every time he tried to move it.

Ⱶ   The egg sat poised on the edge. Luckily he had stopped to investigate the odd noise and opening in the ground.

Ⱶ   “Ah, yes, yes. Just a moment.” He couldn’t just leap down, he’d likely land on his friend. So Humpty gripped the edge and lightly slide down into the hole. 

Ⱶ   “Hang on now.” The male was fairly small, so it was easy to lift him up and start bounding out to freedom.