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[ofdraiocht]

@zcitgcistcr “Did you think I was gonna stab you just now?” // Jack @ Oswald :)

He regarded the other quietly as he often did. For a brief, very brief, moment, he thought he'd felt something akin to ill intention but when he'd looked at Jack, everything seemed fine.

"Of course not--"

"We're friends, are we not?"

[cawckys-multi]

From the corner of his eyes, the man caught a flash of ginger and a smile crossed his lips. Without further ado did he step closer to the younger; the box he was carrying soon pushed onto the mafioso’s arms instead. “Impeccable timing, Mr. Fancy Hat! My arms were starting to grow tired and I wasn’t sure what to do ~ but now you’re here!”, the detective chirped happily, light laughter filling the air as a lollipop soon made its way into his own mouth. A light pat on Chuuya’s shoulder, he continued as if it was the most natural thing to do. “Good job, good job. Follow me, we’ll be there soon!” Where to, and whether or not the man was free? He didn’t care to ask — he knew the answer already.

Minding his own business, the red-haired mafioso can react only in the most reasonable manner to having some burdensome box unceremoniously forced into his arms by the most insufferable man to ever live that anyone can have -- he squawks indignation as it briefly feels like his arms are going to be pulled out of their socket under the weight of whatever the fuck it is Dazai had been carrying.

For a moment he fumbles with it, making sure it doesn't topple right out of his hold and scatter its contents anywhere, and a moment later he's internally demanding why he even cares if stupid Dazai's box-of-whatever goes flying all across the street?!

It maybe crosses his mind for a flash that he'll personally see to it that it does. Maybe he'll even use his Gift to send his shit rocketing into the stratosphere. Now wouldn't that be fun?

Or maybe he can launch it at the back of his stupid head at supersonic speeds, be rid of the bastard once and for all as he got decapitated by a piece of cardboard.

Did he do it? No.

Did he enjoy entertaining the mental image? Hell yes.

A growl rose in his throat and the bastard is only lucky that his Gift involves gravity manipulation and not making people he glares at instantly combust into cinders. Because the look he gives would definitely kill if that were the case, growling in his throat.

"Do I look like one of your damn Detective Agency lackeys to you?!"

[theircurse-archive4]

⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ✴ * : ･ﾟ : ★ 【 @zcitgcistcr ( Ranpo ) 】 ★ : * ✴ ⁺ ✦ ⊹

╰ ★ cont. from 「 X 」

╰ ★ █║ ⁞ —ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 expression upon their face. The glasses was what triggered the detective's ability. Well ... maybe him and his glasses weren't so different from them and their doll. Still ... wasn't the detective's ability the ability to solve MYSTERIES, right ? Mysteries being ... well, the various crimes that their ... former organization was causing.

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ So ... what would happen if you DIDN'T have your glasses ? You could still solve the crimes, RIGHT ? ❜

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHopefully the detective didn't find the child's question INSULTING in any way because THAT wasn't what the child meant at all. They've just never heard of an ability quite like the man's before.

[sunderedscript]

@zcitgcistcr liked for a starter

In all honesty. Akutagawa was a touch confused when the orange haired man started suddenly talking to him as if they had known each other for years. All the detective can do is tilt his head for a moment, grey hues watching the man intently, thinking before he speaks.

"Do I know you?" Head cocked to the side and utterly confused over what the shorter man was blabbering on about. Was this man a friend of the detective agency? Someone close to Oda-senpai or Kunikida-senpai? A friend of Tachihara? And intent stare as Akutagawa tries to pull apart this puzzle and figure it out.

"Can this wait? I'm running late to work. Kunikida-senpai is... troublesome about tardiness."

[sangdelune-archive2]

☾ ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋ @zcitgcistcr  ( Roland ) spoke to the moon ˎˊ˗ ⊹ . ☆ ☽

╰ ☾ ☆ * : ･ ⁞ — ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐃 ? There was a time in his life; a time so long ago that he believed in such a thing. Even now, he couldn't have been certain of the answer to such a question. But he knew one thing. A god that allowed for such MONSTERS to roam the streets wasn't a god at all. Those monsters ? The malnomen was certainly one of them ... but they certainly weren't the FIRST thing he would have associated with the word ' monster '.

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤStill, it was an awful inconvenience when he came across those accursed creatures. ANNOYING at best, but nothing more. He could handle himself. He HAD to. No one else would, especially not those who proclaimed themselves as so righteous and holy.

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ... Which was why he was a little LESS than enthusiastic about the fact he had been ' saved ' by one of those Chasseurs.

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ❛ What's someone like YOU doing here ? You're not going to KIDNAP ME and take me back to your church, are you ? ❜

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤThe look on his face was COLD; as if holding onto a prior grudge from years long past that point. But above all, he had to wonder ... why DID this Chasseur look familiar ?

[wouldhope]

✉ @zcitgcistcr said: “‘N why should I care? ‘S yer own problem.”, he muttered, sharp eyes glancing at Mina.

"Oh, come onnnn, don't be like that!" Mina whines, giving him her best puppy-dog eyes ( though she was 99% sure it wouldn't work, she'd try anyways ). Her grades were lackluster as usual, despite her trying her best, and she honestly had no idea where to start with studying this time around - so who better to ask than someone smart like Katsuki? Well, besides his general unwillingness to help with these kinds of things.

"Momo-chan's busy, and I reaaaally wanna pass tomorrow's quiz! C'mon, you're my only hope here!! Pleeeease? Pretty please??" She pleads, folding her hands in front of her and shaking them dramatically. "I'll totally repay you somehow later! I promise!!"

[queenharumiura]

Get to know me

what’s your phone wallpaper : It's a piece of Shura (Yu Yu Hakusho) sleeping while cuddled in Sesshomaru's (Inuyasha) mokomoko. Why? Just RP things. Why that piece in particular? The composition worked well with the way I have all my apps situated on my phone.

last song you listened to: Uhhh I honestly don't remember, but it was something on the radio. I can barely be trusted to remember what I had for breakfast, much less remember what I listened to last.

currently reading : I read so many manga/manhua/manhwa that it's wild to consider me making a list of what i'm currently reading.

last movie :  Ehh--- I think it might've been 'The Legend of Hei'? Tenka, confirm? Deny?

last show : I'm going to answer in terms of a show that I recall watching from start to finish and not just me randomly going 'I want to rewatch that episode again'. In this case: The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting' is the last show I recall watching.

what are you wearing right now : Uhh... basically homewear, I guess?

piercings / tattoos? : I'm allergic to pain, so neither, but I've seen a lot of cute earrings and it had me considering. I don't think i'd ever do a tattoo because they're permanent and that's a huge commitment to make. I'd have to think forever about a design, a meaning, a location, an artist, etc. It's a lot of pressure for me to think about. I would take too long to think of something and it's just not worth it. This is why I never touched Animal Crossing, because I knew i'd just take too long just analyzing everything and needing everything to be JUST RIGHT. So, if the question was a preference kinda question, i'd be more likely to go for a piercing.

glasses ? contacts?: Glasses. I can't really do contacts. That said, my glasses normally sit atop the top of my head like overqualified headbands. My prescription safety glasses at work have been used for their actual purpose more than my actual glasses. I've gone to the movies countless of times and went: ah-- I forgot my glasses. I'm dumb, yes.

last thing you ate? : The menu said 'chicken noodle' and it was under 'noodle and soups' so I assumed it was chicken noodle soup. I was wrong. idk what it actually is. I just know it's chicken noodle'.

favorite color(s) : Pink. Purple and black are close seconds. In terms of favorite colors from a sentimental/nostalgic reason: Jungle green and eggplant purple for dA RP shipping reasons.

current obsession : I don't think I have an obsession at the moment. IF I did, i'd be so gungho about it that you'd probably not see/hear me for quite some time. I'm currently just living every day like i'm a floating plank of wood on a calm ocean surface. My last obsession was... I think... watching a particular streamer I really liked. To be very subtle, he is known for using a sprout in Among us. Pretty sure that's right. Prior to that my obsession was the 'Trash of the Counts Family' novel until the licensing got pulled. Before that was the 'The King's Avatar' novel.

favorite fictional character : Oh man... I love so many. Haru Miura truly has a very special place in my heart. Hiei from Yu Yu Hakusho was such a big thing for me when I was younger. Don't get me started on how I was very into Tokuchi Toua (one outs) or Hiruma Youichi (Eyeshield 21). Shout out to Tatsumi Takeshi (Giant Killing) and Tsubaki Daisuke (Giant Killing). Gintoki (Gintama) truly was a time where my friends thought if I'd marry anyone, it would be him. I'd find a way to crossover to another dimension and marry him lol. This is really just me talking about past obsessions, yes.

Tagged by: @zcitgcistcr Tagging: I don't tag.

[rcsentful]

@zcitgcistcr replied to your post “"Ooh the misery... Every single person is my...”:

"Shuddap, damn nerd."

"Sounds like SOMEBODY wants to be my enemyyyy... ee.. ee.. e... But that's no surprise. Everybody does!"

[ephemyrals]

𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄  ,    in the hiemal embrace of winter’s longing    ━━          frost - kissed lands dormant beneath its guise  .    lu gang plucks the polaroid from in - between the digits  ,    feigned nonchalance in his effort to call a halt to their interminable endeavors  .    ❝    it is time for a break  .    𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥  .  .  .    ❞    a curtsy to the accommodation    (      sowing the quiescent hope that rectification was not so forlorn    )        ,    whilst he slips the photo in the pocket of his coat  ; away from prying eyes .    ❝    part of business is attracting customers and right now  ,    the christmas decorations are nowhere to be seen  .    ❞

[  ❀  ]     something wintry , @zcitgcistcr

[truexman]

"Anonymous" // @zcitgcistcr Toshinori smiled faintly as he saw his friend; hand raised for a lazy wave. “Yo!”, he greeted before pointing towards the bag in his hand. “Got you something to eat.”

"Toshi--"

Nao perked up when he spotted his friend and he smiled. "You brought lunch? You know you didn't have to right-- Let me clear out an hour or so and we can eat together. You got time, right?"

[vsagis]

“Yer fucked!”, what exactly Katsuki meant … well, he needn’t spell it out loud, right?

SOMEONE'S TRYING TO BE THREATENING... / @zcitgcistcr

Eyes go up to the ceiling as he shakes his head. This is something Izuku should be used to by now, yet... "You need to be more specific, you know. You keep saying it over and over, I can't keep up with your list of offences anymore."

[ofdraiocht]

@zcitgcistcr “Odasaku~”, he starts in his usual chipper voice; head resting on the bar counter and fingers playing with the glass in hand. “You truly are the most mysterious in the mafia, you know that?” Though it’s something Dazai finds intriguing — he’s so different from what he’s used to.

"Me?" Oda tilts his head to look over at his companion with an amused little hum. That was rich really, coming from someone like Dazai, who he could have countered was more mysterious to most than he himself was.

"How so?"

[cawckys-multi]

It was as good a day as any for Dazai to set Chuuya’s car on fire — especially since he was busy drinking his brain’s out with his subordinates, the port mafia executive had an even easier time to slip away and do as he pleases. It was his way of congratulating his “partner” for his birthday.

@zcitgcistcr

It was actually somewhat of an enjoyable evening...

To say nothing for the fact the worst person to show up to "bring him company" had decided to scamper off somewhere while he was distracted by arguably more pleasant and tolerable people. In the moment, it was a relief if ever there was one.

Sure, he could work with Dazai... and sure, they worked well together, especially since Dazai was the only one who could stop him when he pulled out every stop to decimate a particularly difficult foe or obstacle, but that didn't mean he wanted to drink with him.

He needed a few good drinks just to stomach the dumb bastard when they weren't strictly working (and even then, woe be to him having to tolerate the others' insufferable "banter" on the job), but he felt any headaches he had lessening with the lack of an overly-cheeky punk constantly teasing something stupid in his ear.

Oh, if he was a little less drunk, he would have known better...

He should have known better.

The only thing worse than Dazai making a public nuisance of himself was Dazai being nowhere to be found despite the prime opportunity to sew chaos and push his every button.

But he was very drunk, and he was enjoying some much-deserved breathing room, so the last thing he was going to do on his own gods damned birthday was fill his thoughts with that utter maniac any second longer than he had to.

Stupid. Stupid Chuuya!

In his heart of hearts - when he was sober - oh, he knew so much better than that. And gods and devils forbid he let his guard down for even one night expecting that someone wouldn't bite him in the ass for it.

If he grit his teeth any harder, he would have shattered them. The pavement under him was a lot less lucky than his dental health, as concrete and asphalt splintered outward in a spiderweb of cracks with his boots at the epicenter, his nose and mouth thick with the smell of burnt metal, leather, and oil.

He didn't have to ask who.

Nobody else had the balls - the audacity - to tempt his ire so extremely foolishly (because no one else could handle his power and live to tell about it).

A slow breath out through his nose, but it wasn't to calm himself, as red light shimmered over his form and his pupils dilated with barely-tempered, building rage. That bastard didn't deserve calm.

He was going to pummel him into the dirt, gravity manipulation or not.

WHEN HE WAS DONE WITH HIM, HE'D BE EATING EVERY MEAL FROM NOW ON OUT OF A STRAW.

"DazAAAAAAIIIIIIII!"

[theircurse-archive4]

✘ ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋ @zcitgcistcr ( Ranpo ) wants to play ! ˎˊ˗ ⊹ . ☆ ✘

╰ ★ █║ ⁞ —ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘. In fact, they were pretty used to such mishaps from their days in the Port Mafia. But somehow, they can't help but feel just a little bit of UNEASE. After all ... if the self - proclaimed ' greatest detective in the world ' was LOST ... then just how difficult was this place to find ?

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child turns to the detective; trying not to let the apprehension SHOW on their face. Surely, this was just some sort of test. Surely, the detective wasn't REALLY lost. It wasn't a very funny joke but ... it would have been better than being hopelessly lost on the streets.

╰ ✗ * . ⊹ ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ Tell me WHERE we're headed again ! ❜

[sunderedscript]

@zcitgcistcr asked: “This is revolting.” Dazai @ Akutagawa

"This is food, not a mirror. Do not project your own horridness on it-"

[sangdelune-archive2]

╰ ☾ ✧ — @zcitgcistcr asked: While Roland isn't very familiar with this child, since they've already crossed paths and he caught wind of his birthday, he figured he'd take the kid out as a treat! So it's with enthusiasm and the brightest of smiles that the Chasseur greets him and dumps an over-sized bag filled with sweets in front of the child. "I heard it's your birthday!! That's for you!! I hope you enjoy those sweets, I picked them all myself!" He says enthusiastically, pointing to himself proudly with a thumb. Kids always love sweets, right!?

"Go on, open it! And afterwards, I'll take you out to the city - wherever you want to go!" Whether that was a good idea or not, only time would tell.

↳ -: ☆ ( MISHA'S BIRTHDAY ) ☆ :-

╰ ☾ ☆ * : ･ ⁞ — ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 - 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐍 was still slim. After all that happened to him in those catacombs and all the pain inflicted upon him, how could it not be hard to hold faith in the so - called sacred ? Sunny disposition was met with a few CONFUSED blinks as he gingerly opened the rather LARGE parcel. 

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ   His eyes at the sight of the CANDY and SWEETS inside. This was the MOST amount of treats he had ever seen in one place before. The confections didn't SEEM to be tampered with either. 

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ   ❛ Ummm ... thank you, Monsieur ! They look really good ! ❜

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ   Gratitude, confusion, and suspicion tangled up in one MESSY mixture in his tone and expression. But in the very least, he had gotten candy out of the exchange; a luxury that he couldn't always afford with the meager allowance the Comtè gave him.

╰ ₊° ☆ . ⊹ ˗ˏˋㅤㅤㅤ   ❛ Well, if you know anywhere fun that ISN'T the church, I'm okay with it ! ❜