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just because” I like humans “it doesn't mean i like you { personally }

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"I’m an unworthy little worm, and I want Izaya to step on me. He’s the best. And really attractive, too."

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     ”Was..? Those words weren’t my own! Whatever spirit possessed me to say such a thing is too cruel for me to describe, I’d say I was impressed if I wasn’t so disgusted.” He’s got a feeling he knows who’s responsible and will be paying them a visit shortly. The coat-wearing brat.

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Reblog if you RP NSFW

I’m curious, and remember that doesn’t just mean smut. It also means gore, violence, abuse and stuff around those lines

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i'll send you back to the pound you came from || kuroha&izaya

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     Assuming Kuroha to be some crazy drugged up homeless man wouldn’t be too far out there, actually. Fate allowing this weird as hell meeting to happen between two people who’s minds functioned in the oddest ways was a godsend. Anybody other than Izaya and a choice few others in the city of love would have called the police, ran, or a combination of the two that would result in tripping 'white people about to die in a horror movie' style. 

     ”Not a genie. A snake. You know about Medusa and Gorgons, don’t you?” Laying on the flattering, admiring tone as thick as possible, Kuroha lowered his head to rest it sideways on his folded arms. Snakes did it to show they were placid and weren’t a threat, raising their heads or standing tall on their limbless, stupidly long bodies when they were ready to strike. A small touch this man might not have appreciated or thought much about, but Clearing Eyes wanted to get this wish as soon as possible. Now that he was conscious of his mistake, he could feel it. His mind slipping away bit by bit like sand in an hour glass falling to signal how much time he had remaining in the world of the living. “I’m one of the snakes from her head, straight out of the old myth. Fascinating and rare.” Incentive to agree.

     Not at all like Kano, Kuroha wasn’t as observant as he’d have liked to be. He overlooked the hints that this man wasn’t all there in the head. If he had the mind to, he would have noted how anybody in their right mind wouldn’t have humored such an uncanny proposition or thought him to be anything more than a lunatic. Not able to grasp that, Kuroha only looked to the potential of this being the saving grace he could manipulate into the palm of his hand. 

     How blind could his ambitions be?

     ”Cut the talk about me being a fairy, what I look like doesn’t matter. What does matter is you making this wish, okay?” His nails pressed against his palm and his knuckle blanched. Keeping a saccharine tone in this situation hurt his slipping ego. “The deadline is now. I don’t care what you say or what you want, just do it. Give me something to work with, I can go any length to get what it is you want in the world. Any length at all, but you need to say it now. Have I made myself clear?” The false sweetness escaped him for a moment there.

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If it's any consolation, he isn't planning a bad horror flick suicide any time soon. There's already reflection in the process of how luck always graces him with the best opportunities on his so far unending quest for higher being-- one he had put on hold for the moment until now.

A gorgan... Not what he would have guessed, actually. A snake demon, considering all the 'familiars', but never a gorgon. Oh well, it's not like he couldn't pass it off.

"In mythology, Medusa is depicted as a beautiful priestess of the goddess Athena, who soon became jealous of her earthly beauty. Punished by the very one she worshipped, her long golden hair transformed into venomous serpents and her beauty diminished into a repulsive visage, and those who lock gazes with her are turned into stone as her eternal sanction." Drumming his fingers upon the marble, he shifted his weight as he continued his musing. "Of course, that's what was recorded by humans, and has little chance of accuracy compared to that of those who lived in those times."

Putting partial attention to the display he was given, a smirk pulled at the corners of his mouth. There was almost a definite chance this was merely a show of docility to put him at ease, and further confirm the story.

Don't worry, Kuroha. While many would stay away from him just as well as they would snakeman, simply based off of his personality and how he was taking this entire situation, there's no worries for you. Ah, actually... there might. But there's no reason to get into that quite yet!

There isn't much thinking to be done to even clarify that this mythical wishgiver is desperate; the reasons aren't numerous enough to be mulled over either. Just the body language and the slipping sincerity and patience in each hiss of his voice anser every question that the informant's mind poses itself. With that in mind, how far can he push this situation into his favor and humor before the opportunity vanishes?

No. That's not an option.

If this was legimitate, which was becoming clear as day that it was every moment that passed, there would be no other time for this to happen. He had to make a choice, right now. Just as the snake had said.

"Very clear! But I'll reiterate. I'm not clear on what I want. I suppose that's just too bad for you, right? You'll have to slip away or hurriedly find an alternative! -- Unless."

A simple, crooked smile. A lowering tone.

"I wish for you to give me time to make another wish, in the future. You can have your wish now to keep you sated, and I'll feed you another in due time, when I've decided."

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i'll send you back to the pound you came from || kuroha&izaya

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     Talk about disrespectful. Kuroha wasn’t sure if he should have been angry or impressed, much like the owner was upon this bizarre discovery, but by god was he amused. No human had ever spoken to him like this. Not when he displayed his monstrous self so wholeheartedly with snakes dangling from every part of his body and eyes aglow with slitted yellow. Resting his folded arms on the kitchen counter, he listened to the meaningless slander this man tried to beat him down with. Good word choice on his part, more clever than most people’s for trying to make someone feel disgusting or shameful. Kuroha knew both of those things were true. He was a gross thing without a shred of decency in him.

     ”What a terrible host. I can’t believe this is the place I chose to settle down in rather than a home with someone who has a little more common sense than to act out against me.” The unidentified human had a stout knife at his throat with impressive (for a normal creature) deftness. Egging this man on, Kuroha lowered his shoulders and tipped his head back so more of his neck would be exposed above the arrow-print muffler hanging loosely from his throat. 

     It would take a lot of strength to have this blade break any skin or cause any real damage. This body was, to put it eloquently, the best shit ever. Falling concrete from a hundred yards overhead, getting hit by a truck, getting checked by a gun to the ribcage, none of it had any lasting effect on him. What was the worst one human with a pocket knife could do? Even if it bled him or left a mark, the other snake in this body without any sentience could lend its power and fix any wounds.

     ”To flounder and make this grave mistake over a few snacks… You’re a work of art. Mayb…Ah…” A wave of nausea flashed through his mind, scattering his thoughts into salt-and-pepper static and ruining his remark. What the heck was that? Kuroha blinked, stepping away from the knife as if it were nothing, which it really was, and putting a hand on his headphones. There was no reason he should have felt that shot of blankness, it wasn’t as if he’d… Fuck, he had. He’d been having so much fun here in Koi that he neglected the most important thing in his life. Wishes. Granting them, fulfilling them, perpetuating them, it was necessary to his survival and he’d forgotten that urgency in a new city’s splendor. 

     What a bother. Regaining composure and fending off the late-coming daze, Kuroha put on a cool facade to hide his internal hastiness. 

     ”On second thought… It was a bit outlandish of me to do such a terrible thing to your home. Do forgive me.” Clearing eyes needed a wish and he needed it as soon as possible. It didn’t matter who it was from, even this bloke here with his far too calm voice and his aggression. Time to kiss some ass. “To make up for it, I’ll make you a proposition… How does a wish sound? No strings attached.” Once he got it, he’d simply twist it around and use it for his own benefit. One two three, easy as the cake he’d eaten moments before. 

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Settle down? Since when has his home become a homeless shelter? Or an alternative asylum for that matter, considering this person didn't seem to quite have it all there-- if he was human. Those serpents on his person pointed elsewhere on the spectrum, matching up with the normal chill that brought goosebumps to his arm from the quiet supernatural whisperings that surrounded him. That would explain the lack of fear in those slits that stared back at him in a taunting dance as the figure allowed more of the cool metal in his hand to settle against their throat.

Hand steady, he pressed it further, caressing the skin with little pressure until it was settled flat diagonal.

A cackle parted his jaws. "Hm? I wasn't informed that I'd finally be getting rid of my other roommate-- wait! I'm not. I'm perfectly fine with just one annoying existence in my presence at a time when I'm at home."

If this being was human, then he was quite fearless. Perhaps this was another Shizuo-esque existence, god forbid. Someone with no rationality, and high levels of strength and resilience... Well, in any case, he doubted it. The profile was all wrong for the moment, but that didn't mean anything. He'd just have to push and see.

If they weren't human, then... This would become even more interesting. His grip on the handle tightened a degree.

The next few moments had Izaya's thoughts circulating at high speeds, sanguine hues darting constantly to follow each movement as conversation fell short; a grin crept along his lips like early morning mist on concrete.

Each twitch that shot across his guests face was like a bullet tearing through the air, feeding his interest by the millisecond. His tongue seared across the backs of his teeth in anticipation.

Knife tucking itself back in his pocket as it was rendered useless, he leaned, cross-armed, upon the island counter, eyes alight, hardly blinking as he drank the final moments of the happening in, hardly hiding his amusement.

"Ah, was it? I doubt that you're going to give in that easily, ne?" Another chuckle, index and middle fingers pressing against his lips. So, naturally, he was right. There was something hiding within this strange being that he had just chanced to happen upon this evening.

Now, normally, when someone breaks into your house, responds not to threats at knifepoint but has what looks like a inner meltdown, and immediately starts apologizing and offering out things like wishes or money, most would be writing them off as druggies and calling the police. That would be the correct thing to do, the smart thing. The normal, average human thing to do.

Naturally, Izaya responded differently, tone holding a purr of intrigue. "A wish? You can't be some type of genie, right? There's not a lamp I can find, aha! So another type of creature. Hm!" Tapping his chin, toe of his shoe kicking the tile, his head tilted a bit in the process of mocking thought. "A faerie? Maybe. Or perhaps a leprechaun! You look a lot like the ones in children's books!"

Still laughing to himself over his great diss, the actual thoughts inside his perfectly coifed head were upon the subject of a wish in general. What he would wish for... well, that was a list he wasn't interesting in sorting through for just one. No strings attached, right? Then there was nothing stopping him from making all of them, one at a time. Or cheating whatever rules could pop up and getting his way. Either or.

"What's the deadline, then? I'll have to give your offer some consideration before I even think of deciding on one."

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i'll send you back to the pound you came from || kuroha&izaya

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     Terrorism and flooding aside, Kuroha wasn’t sure if he liked his living arrangements anyways. It felt too simplistic and he hadn’t even met his roommate yet. He was no human, and a boring ‘modern’ home was on the border of being unacceptably domestic. Someone like him needed more than eggshell paint on the walls and a white trim in every room. The incident that transformed Koi into a water park would be a good excuse as any to seek out some new living arrangements.

     The home he’d picked, sitting safely out of range from the water, was much nicer than his drab old place. One broken window later, Kuroha was in. Thank god whoever lived here had a fully stocked kitchen. 

    Speak of the devil himself, not thirty minutes after the gluttonous snake emptied a majority of the cabinets and the fridge, a voice from the entrance nabbed his attention. The owner’s.

     ”I’d be enjoying myself more if you had another slice of cake I could steal.” Throwing his arms up over his head to stretch, Kuroha turned around at a snail’s pace. “You look like you’d make a good errand boy. Quit taking up space and fetch me some, it’s the host’s job to make sure their guest is comfortable!”

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Well, he's going to be far from thrilled to know there's another mess for him-- pronounced "Len'-- to clean up, but for now, let's focus on what's in front of us. There was at least a good ten thousand yen on the floor in emptied boxes and spills upon the tile. Right after he had just sent his roommate to grocery shop, even. How annoying. Another glance showed that even his take-out had been devoured in this little one-man eating contest, and that put the informant into an irritated state.

The command didn't settle that into ease, either.

Procuring a smile from his pocket as he sauntered foreward, he plopped an elbow upon the counter as he leaned against it, just grazing over every inch and detail of his uninvited guest. It took only a millisecond for his mouth to open, tone taking the opposite of his inner dialogue.

"Oh, you sure know quite a bit about hospitality! In most cases, however, you being a guest would mean that I graciously welcomed you into my home, and I don't remember ever snatching a homeless rat off the sidestreets." Twirling around the island, his arm flicked out a short blade that reached the target of a throat with quick footwork. There was little pressure, but at this distance, it wouldn't take much.

"You have perfectly good legs at the moment, so if you're really that gluttonous that you need even more slop to guzzle down, you're capable of doing it yourself, ne? Unless, of course, you're willing for me to make it so that I have to cater to your needs." A twitch of lip brought that once easy smile into a grin that would match a portrait of the Devil, himself.

"Ah, but even then I might not be so courteous! You did eat me out of house and home, so I might just have to take back what's mine in any way I can get it! You wouldn't mind that right? Seeing as you have just broken laws and still haven't seem to realize what exactly your position is at the moment, you can't really think you have any sort of choice or control of where the next move is going to take you."

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Steal His Look: Orihara Izaya

Gold Plated Trashcan ($99999999.99)

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He's been gone for a week and the missing persons count has gone up a bit? Surely the two aren't correlated. Oh well! He's back in Koi, and that's all that matters!

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A note to himself in the future: snakes drool in their sleep.  All over your shoulder.

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臨也さんと帝人くんまとめ | まち子

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Hey could you tell me the current song and the last song that are/were on your autoplay? They're both really good!

the current song is entropy (sim gretina remix) by awkward marina, and the last one was shook by tommy lee!

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[Fluffy Ships] Send me "Spin the Bottle" and my Muse will

I’ll use a number generator and write a drabble/reaction based on what I get.

Confess to yours

Ask yours out on a date

Use a Lame Pick-up line

Kiss on the forehead

Kiss on the cheek

Propose to yours

Passionate Kiss

Hug yours

Kiss on the Lips

Write yours a love letter

Serenade yours

KISS CAM at a game

Kiss in the rain

Comfort yours

Hold your muse’s hand

React to yours confessing

React to yours falling asleep on their shoulder

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What is the most challenging aspect of playing this muse?

i'd say it would really have to be getting re-adjusted to the way he thinks? taking a break from a muse has its perks, but it also has a lot of cons when you cut a sync with them. so regaining a sync with him and keeping up with a commonly bubbly personality is a bit of a chore! noqualityfrommelmao

Who is a muse you would want to play?

i actually want to try playing kau from togainu no chi one day!! but it'd be really difficult so i'm reluctant....

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The 12th icon in your folder is your muse's reaction to being hit on in a bar

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like if zaya's your senpai and reblog if zaya's still your senpai

;; wtf nO