Darkness and light can't live without the other

Hi, my name is Tyki Mikk. I'm the Noah of pleasure. Pleased to meet you. Current M!A: - IF YOU WANT TO RP WITH ME THEN PLEASE READ THE RULES. I multi-ship. All relationships are AU unless stated otherwise. Don't forget to visit my sideblog eye-patch-kun!

[ask-tyki-mikk]

What's up? How's your day/evening/night going?

[magekrove]

Nea and Mana Decided to try again with tumblr

[wtrmlnsoda]

🌟🍡💫.

[renieule]

"I'm going to devour you"

[designcr]

reblog if you’re 25+ and still roleplay; or if you believe older muns have a place in the rpc and shouldn’t be told to give it up when they turn 30. 

i received this anon & i just want to make a point. 

[kleefkruid]

whenever someone calls USAmerican English the 'movie accent' I remember how somewhere last year I was on a train when suddenly the silence was broken by an american voice behind me somewhere and I immediately thought "Oh no, someones playing their tiktoks out loud again" and automatically turned around to put a face to my annoyance like you do when someones driving bad, and turns out a few rows down were just some actual in the flesh USAmericans having a nice conversation amongst themselves. I am sorry Americans I'm glad they let you out of the phone

[yuu14thmoyashi]

Hot Water

Well that was the last person he expected to be joining him in the hot spring, though he wasn’t really complaining, both of them were healthy and neither probably wanted a fight. Still it make Allen shift slightly “Tyki?” He asked softly.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

yuu14thmoyashi‌:

He chuckled at him mumbling to himself before relaxing once again listening to the others words, it sounded like a good bargain.

“That sounds fair, I can’t give you my innocence, I’d have to kill you before you’d ever have chance, as for your humanity, that’s why I’m here, to save it. Even if Neah has other plans.” He looked out for a moment before nodding “its a deal. Though Neah pops out every now and then I can tame it pretty fast.”

Tyki tilted his head. “I mean… what I’m saying is I can always rip the arm off and give it to you as a memento?” He thought about Allen travelling around with his own arm hanging from his belt. The image in his head was hilarious.

“Anyway… I’ll try to remember that and give you some time to sort out the parasite inhabiting your body.”

[yuu14thmoyashi]

“Ah yes, I’ll put it where the sleeping bag is supposed to go. Instead of there being fabric it’s just an arm, waving as I walk…” he chuckled at the though before shaking his head.

“Thanks though…. It’s strange, I feel more listened too by someone branded as the enemy than I do with some of the people I’m friendly with…. I live a fantastic life huh?” Allen sunk a little into the water and sighed.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

”Well...” Tyki glanced over. “Not to be that guy, but if we don’t look at what our organisations aim to achieve, then I think yours is the worse one. Your internal politics are just awful, man.” He pushed his hair back and hummed. “Mine might be seen as evil by you and your friends, but at least we don’t constantly stab each other in the back or scheme against each other.”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

A familiar golden ball with wings almost crashed into the man but stopped at the last second, fluttering from the chest to be right in Tyki Mikk's face. Timcanpy knew it could be a bad choice, but in truth, he was desperate. His master was half unconscious, Crown Clown lacked energy to fully activated, and one stigmata had carved into on his master's forehead. And in the golem's mind, Tyki's presence would either ground Allen's mind, or give Crown a boost from sheer protective urges.

Tyki had just lit a cigarette when the golden ball suddenly hit him hard in the chest. He let out a small groan and dropped the cigarette. So much for taking it easy a couple of minutes. All he’d wanted was some free time to himself, but apparently that had been too much to wish for. He rubbed his chest, eyes following the golem as it flew up to be in front of his face. He sighed lightly. 

“That was quite a landing. You’re… Cheater boy’s golem, aren’t you? Where is he?” He glanced around, but couldn’t see the familiar white hair anywhere. That had to mean the boy wasn’t necessarily nearby. Of course he’d noticed that the golem seemed to be in a state of panic. Did that mean Allen was in trouble? Could be. However, he didn’t see the point of the golem coming to him of all people. “Is he in some kind of trouble or something?” 

[ask-tyki-mikk]

sozotohakai‌:

Nea sent a look at Tyki, but it was too disgruntled to have any heat, and looked almost like a pout. But he didn’t say anything, knowing that it had indeed a bad idea to talk so much.

He watched the man go, unbothered by being locked in, as he knew it kept the others locked out. He did not know what to expect out of Road, and she was the only one Nea could maybe hope for some safety. Maybe. He was already lucky that Tyki had been willing to help.

Nea hummed to himself the musician’s song as he petted Timcanpy, feeling calmer from both actions, eyes closing he looked for Allen’s aura. It was a relief to feel it peaceful, sleeping.

The dark edge of the Fourteenth lurked at the back of his own mind, but Nea willed it to remain docile. The door opening and the question brought him out of his slight meditative state, golden eyes slipping open.

For a brief moment, those eyes were slitted, something ancient locking eyes with Tyki, a storm-like pressure in the air, and then in the next blink, they were regular golden eyes, the pressure gone, Nea’s expression brightening as his nose twitched to the scent of food.

“I am a ghost in need of sustenance,” Nea smirked, his tone amused.

Tyki blinked. He’d thought hed seen something other than golden eyes, but when he opened his eyes they were just what he’d expected. Maybe he needed rest?

“Sure.” He replied and put the plate and the fruit on the bedside table. “Can you sit?” He asked him, standing by in case the man needed help into a sitting position.

He watched Neah closely. It was a shame that this man wouldn’t answer his questions. No one did apparently. He couldn’t help but wonder why he was the only one who didn’t remember and who was being kept in the dark. It was honestly a little bit annoying.

Not only did this man not want to answer his question, but something about him made Tyki uneasy. He wasn’t sure what it was. He wished Allen could get back in control. For one it was his body and Tyki liked Allen. He was easy to talk to. He didn’t mind him even if they were enemies.

“So… how long are you going to stay in control?”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

A familiar golden ball with wings almost crashed into the man but stopped at the last second, fluttering from the chest to be right in Tyki Mikk's face. Timcanpy knew it could be a bad choice, but in truth, he was desperate. His master was half unconscious, Crown Clown lacked energy to fully activated, and one stigmata had carved into on his master's forehead. And in the golem's mind, Tyki's presence would either ground Allen's mind, or give Crown a boost from sheer protective urges.

Tyki had just lit a cigarette when the golden ball suddenly hit him hard in the chest. He let out a small groan and dropped the cigarette. So much for taking it easy a couple of minutes. All he’d wanted was some free time to himself, but apparently that had been too much to wish for. He rubbed his chest, eyes following the golem as it flew up to be in front of his face. He sighed lightly. 

“That was quite a landing. You’re… Cheater boy’s golem, aren’t you? Where is he?” He glanced around, but couldn’t see the familiar white hair anywhere. That had to mean the boy wasn’t necessarily nearby. Of course he’d noticed that the golem seemed to be in a state of panic. Did that mean Allen was in trouble? Could be. However, he didn’t see the point of the golem coming to him of all people. “Is he in some kind of trouble or something?” 

[ask-tyki-mikk]

sozotohakai‌:

Timcanpy made a little sound, half protest, but he realized the intent and ended up nipping once, almost affectionately, before nuzzling the head.

Nea shifted his gaze to look into Tyki’s eyes, almost curious, a slow blink given as he processed what Tyki meant. His lips lifted slightly, and he spoke at Tyki worked.

“Ah, you mean the battle in the Ark? Did you know, that once he could rest and think, he was angry at himself? He didn’t want to make you suffer. He didn’t want to make Joyd suffer either, or kill. But no one had explained to him that for all you are Joyd, Joyd is also their own self. He didn’t mean… to sacrifice one for the other. He genuinely thought you would still be whole, but lacking a Noah’s power. Not that he would excuse himself… He doesn’t regret trying to save you, but he regrets harming you like this. Even more so since he got himself hurt like thi-.” A cough.

Uh. It seemed that, in this condition, Nea was more open. Did Tyki even known about Allen’s scar, not quite the same but almost? How Allen accidentally stabbed himself? He vaguely recalled Tyki had seen Allen shirtless during a fight, but had he questionned the large scar?

Ah well. So maybe Nea did want Tyki to know more about Allen. Maybe he felt curious about Joyd’s new incarnation. Still, could his brain to mouth filter work, please?

“Starving. Allen’s body lacking in energy, he’s focused first on food to avoid fainting, but he can’t have meals as he used to.” Nea blinked, then, “Are you going to make us food? That would be lovely, please.”

Tyki was honestly surprised. Allen had felt bad about stabbing him? The kid really was too soft. He’d been ready to kill him after all. What Neah was saying made sense though. If the kid’s personality was anything to go by at least. “Don’t talk too much, idiot.” He muttered as Neah started coughing.

“I thought I’d bring you some food, yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m not really a great cook, so...” He trailed off and glanced over at the other. He’d be fine here if he locked the door. Road was really the only one who bothered him. 

“I’m gonna lock the door and head downstairs...” He announced and walked over, turning the lock. He threw one last glance over at the form on his bed; before sinking through the floor.

Tyki’s head was somewhere else as he joined his family for dinner. They were chatting around him. He sat there in silence, rubbing his chest as he stared at his plate. Would this be enough food for Allen? If he recalled correctly the boy usually ate a lot. Perhaps he could sneak something from the kitchen on his way back?

A question was thrown his way and he looked up. The question was repeated. Was he alright? “No, sorry. I think I’ll eat in my room. My chest hurts.” He got up and took his plate with him. No one tried to stop him. Good. He made sure to swing by the kitchen and grab the nearest bowl of fruit before heading back to his room.

“Are you still alive?”

[yuu14thmoyashi]

Hot Water

Well that was the last person he expected to be joining him in the hot spring, though he wasn’t really complaining, both of them were healthy and neither probably wanted a fight. Still it make Allen shift slightly “Tyki?” He asked softly.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

yuu14thmoyashi‌:

He chuckled at him mumbling to himself before relaxing once again listening to the others words, it sounded like a good bargain.

“That sounds fair, I can’t give you my innocence, I’d have to kill you before you’d ever have chance, as for your humanity, that’s why I’m here, to save it. Even if Neah has other plans.” He looked out for a moment before nodding “its a deal. Though Neah pops out every now and then I can tame it pretty fast.”

Tyki tilted his head. “I mean... what I’m saying is I can always rip the arm off and give it to you as a memento?” He thought about Allen travelling around with his own arm hanging from his belt. The image in his head was hilarious.

“Anyway... I’ll try to remember that and give you some time to sort out the parasite inhabiting your body.”

[yuu14thmoyashi]

Hot Water

Well that was the last person he expected to be joining him in the hot spring, though he wasn’t really complaining, both of them were healthy and neither probably wanted a fight. Still it make Allen shift slightly “Tyki?” He asked softly.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

yuu14thmoyashi‌:

“Bald?” He laughed “maybe my hair will go that weird yellow old people’s hair goes, regardless I think even if I get into adult hood, my innocence will finish me off.” Allen mused before looking over to the other once he spoke again.

“A promise, huh? Okay I’m curious.” He leaned against the rocks and smiled “hit me.”

“Yellow? What kind of old people have you met?” Tyki frowned and tried to imagine Allen with yellow hair. “It looks dumb...” He mumbled to himself. He looked at the other, wondering what was going through his head at the moment.

“Yeah. Hear me out. We travel together for a bit. If it looks like you’re going to lose yourself I’ll kill you. You get to die as yourself. Alternative is I could always get rid of that arm before it gets rid of you, but I’m guessing that’s a hard no.” He paused. “In turn, if I lose my last bit of humanity, you kill me.”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

"So... what's the deal with the butterflies, huh?"

Slowly looks to a teez and then looks back to the exorcist. Smiles. 

“Oh they’re great. Very friendly. They would kill to be close to someone like you.”

[yuu14thmoyashi]

Hot Water

Well that was the last person he expected to be joining him in the hot spring, though he wasn’t really complaining, both of them were healthy and neither probably wanted a fight. Still it make Allen shift slightly “Tyki?” He asked softly.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

yuu14thmoyashi‌:

He looked to him before rising up “my memories are slipping pretty fast. Seems the harder I try the faster I fail but thank you for caring” he smiled lightly at the thought of surviving.

“I guess I’ll just have to fight just a little longer then, huh..?” Allen relaxed into the water once again.

Tyki hummed. “Hey, that’s me. The caring guy. Thought that was obvious.” Tyki stretched. “A little longer? That’s way too short. How about until you’re old and g-” He paused and stared at Allen. “I guess I’ll have to say bald instead huh?” He shook his head.

“I know we’re supposed to be enemies and all, but how about we make each other a promise?”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

"OI! VAGABOND! Amuse us."

Inhales.

“No.”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

A familiar golden ball with wings almost crashed into the man but stopped at the last second, fluttering from the chest to be right in Tyki Mikk's face. Timcanpy knew it could be a bad choice, but in truth, he was desperate. His master was half unconscious, Crown Clown lacked energy to fully activated, and one stigmata had carved into on his master's forehead. And in the golem's mind, Tyki's presence would either ground Allen's mind, or give Crown a boost from sheer protective urges.

Tyki had just lit a cigarette when the golden ball suddenly hit him hard in the chest. He let out a small groan and dropped the cigarette. So much for taking it easy a couple of minutes. All he’d wanted was some free time to himself, but apparently that had been too much to wish for. He rubbed his chest, eyes following the golem as it flew up to be in front of his face. He sighed lightly. 

“That was quite a landing. You’re… Cheater boy’s golem, aren’t you? Where is he?” He glanced around, but couldn’t see the familiar white hair anywhere. That had to mean the boy wasn’t necessarily nearby. Of course he’d noticed that the golem seemed to be in a state of panic. Did that mean Allen was in trouble? Could be. However, he didn’t see the point of the golem coming to him of all people. “Is he in some kind of trouble or something?” 

[ask-tyki-mikk]

sozotohakai‌:

Exhausted as the body was, and not used to mask said body expression like Allen, Nea’s gaze visibly soften despite how he shifted his head to the side to hide his expression. “Not for now, at least.” He muttered. “It’s safer this way. There are truths neither Allen nor Adam are ready to hear.”

But, apparently, he trusted Tyki enough to voice this outloud. Nea trusted Joyd, too; but he had access to Allen’s memories, and he knew that besides Road, Tyki was one of the Noah that Nea trusted Allen around.

Nea breathed out a laugh. “I haven’t met you properly until now, that’s what.” He made a face as he added under his breath, “And I’m well placed to know not all Noahs want to be called by their title.”

Nea snorted, though grimaced in slight pain. “Good.” He replied simply, something amused in his gaze. He could not help the addition of, “Maybe he’ll stop fearing if he realizes you helped him yet again.”

Was he enjoying being mysterious? Maybe.

However, once they were on the move, Nea seemed to lose some of his energy, the body almost unconscious, except Nea kept forcing his eyes open again. Timcanpy was half hidden within the shirt and coat, nuzzling his masters, making little sounds when Nea was taking a bit longer to open his eyes again.

Nea took a few moments to react to their arrival, he looked almost confused as one hand felt the bed under him. Then his lips curled into a smile that looked the most genuine so far, honestly grateful.

“Thank you, Tyki.” His voice was quiet, though it might also be from how weak he felt. Nea seemed unwilling to let himself rest however, slow blinks to keep his eyes open. “So you care for Allen?”

If Tyki was going to be honest; he’d started giving up on ever understanding what was going on around him. People wanted their secrets and didn’t answer him when he asked. He was actually a bit surprised that Neah gave him an answer, even if it wasn’t the one he wanted to hear.

The Noah sighed lightly and reached in under Allen’s coat, gently pulling Tim out and putting him on the pillow beside his guest’s head. He hummed as Neah asked his question and grabbed the coat, making it phase through Allen’s body. He tossed it to the side. “I suppose you could say that. I’m also mad at him, but I suppose I deserve what happened.” He said and proceeded to look over any injuries the other might have.

Tyki chewed on his lower lip as he worked. Didn’t seem like he needed anything that required drastic measures. Good. An ointment here, a few bandages there and he was done. He walked over to pick up the coat and hang it over the back of his desk chair.

He subconsciously rubbed the scar on his chest as he checked the time. It was almost time for supper. He could probably make some kind of excuse and bring food to his room. He doubted that Allen’s body had gotten enough food recently.

“Are you hungry?”

[yuu14thmoyashi]

Hot Water

Well that was the last person he expected to be joining him in the hot spring, though he wasn’t really complaining, both of them were healthy and neither probably wanted a fight. Still it make Allen shift slightly “Tyki?” He asked softly.

[ask-tyki-mikk]

yuu14thmoyashi‌:

Allen looked at the elder before sitting up “I’m good at gambling in general, it was the only why I could get money fast.” He paused, sighing “the fourteenth is apparently who I am. I’m nothing but a vessel created for the purpose of having my memories re written.” He started, taking a minute seemingly thinking of his next words.

“I’m nothing more than the dead walking. Seeing my friends does nothing but hurt. Knowing I can’t grow up and old with people I’ve grown to love nor can I live normally with innocence powering my arm and eating away my life force and Neah erasing my existance, he is nothing more than a parasite.” Allen sighed heavily “Neah wants to finish what he started. He said he was a traitor. That the only reason my foster father took care of me was because of him. And he’s probably right.”

He took a breath returning to resting just enough over the water to be able to breath looking at the reflections in the water.

Tyki quietly listened to Allen talking. He could tell that the teen had a lot of complicated emotions. He sighed and gently poked Allen’s cheek.

“I don’t think that’s true. You’re more than just a vessel. You’re fun, determined... Never thought I’d hear you so defeated. Does this mean you’re just going to let the fourteenth take over? While the earl would be overjoyed, I actually like the person you are right now.”

He pushed his hair back into his old hairstyle.

“Don’t just give up. There must be something you can do.”

[ask-tyki-mikk]

A familiar golden ball with wings almost crashed into the man but stopped at the last second, fluttering from the chest to be right in Tyki Mikk's face. Timcanpy knew it could be a bad choice, but in truth, he was desperate. His master was half unconscious, Crown Clown lacked energy to fully activated, and one stigmata had carved into on his master's forehead. And in the golem's mind, Tyki's presence would either ground Allen's mind, or give Crown a boost from sheer protective urges.

Tyki had just lit a cigarette when the golden ball suddenly hit him hard in the chest. He let out a small groan and dropped the cigarette. So much for taking it easy a couple of minutes. All he’d wanted was some free time to himself, but apparently that had been too much to wish for. He rubbed his chest, eyes following the golem as it flew up to be in front of his face. He sighed lightly. 

“That was quite a landing. You’re… Cheater boy’s golem, aren’t you? Where is he?” He glanced around, but couldn’t see the familiar white hair anywhere. That had to mean the boy wasn’t necessarily nearby. Of course he’d noticed that the golem seemed to be in a state of panic. Did that mean Allen was in trouble? Could be. However, he didn’t see the point of the golem coming to him of all people. “Is he in some kind of trouble or something?” 

[ask-tyki-mikk]

sozotohakai‌:

A low growl left Nea at the proding, golden eyes sharper for a single moment with a small glare, soon shifting into something pained and almost longing before his expression smoothed out to neutral. “There are things you are better left not knowing, Joyd.” He paused, shaking his head. “Tyki Mikk. That’s your name, isn’t it?”

Nea was well placed to know the Noah’s Memory was not always the same as the host, after all.

Feathers sprouted when Tyki lifted the shirt, though they were few, obviously trying to cover the wound. Nea managed to move a hand, covering the wound, glancing down with a soft murmur of, “It’s okay, don’t strain yourself.”

Who knew Nea could speak so gently; and who knew that Crown would actually listen and retreat?

“The mansion is a bet I’m willing to take.” It would agitate his Noah’s Memory, but it would also help Nea stabilize Allen’s body. “I’ll be out as soon as Allen’s body is fixed, though.” Or so he hoped.

“Things I’m better left not knowing, huh?” Tyki huffed. He felt like everyone was keeping secrets from him. Not only this guy, but people he considered family as well. It was getting rather tiring. Especially when certain family members were staring at him, thinking he didn’t notice. “This is stupid.” He mumbled.

“Yeah, name’s Tyki. What of it?” The Noah replied, ignoring the innocence. He honestly wanted nothing to do with it. Not right now. Not for a while. His scars hurt just thinking about it.

Tyki lifted the boy into his arms, being careful not to make the injury worse than it already was. “Whatever you say. I’m don’t particularly care for you, but the boy is another matter.”

It took him a bit, but he managed to reach the mansion without much interference. A quick glance around and he briskly stepped up into the air and over to his window on the second floor. A quick hand through the glass and he unlocked it, pushing it open and thus making him able to bring the boy inside.

Tyki stepped in through the window and gently placed his patient on the bed. “Remember to be quiet.”