鈴屋班&喰種:re3巻 by 頭の中カユ太郎
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鈴屋班&喰種:re3巻 by 頭の中カユ太郎
※ Permission to upload this work was granted by the artist.
“tokyo ghoul” // black & white
My muse suddenly gives the cutest sneeze, how does yours react?
Art by 雪虫
“This is only my job. Goodbye.”
[of spools and red thread]
{ ¢яσωиє∂-fιєи∂ }
♛– The ghoul obliged the young investigator, slipping on the mask after slipping off his sunglasses. He had kept his eyes closed as he fastened the strap behind his ears, knowing he was playing a dangerous game. The familiar shape easily hugged his features as he gave a light chuckle.
[If he decides to pull off my mask or something happens where my eyes are revealed… I’ll have to kill him. How sad; I was actually enjoying his company.]
“So, what do you think, Suzuya-kun? Do I look like a ringleader?” His voice was slightly muffled from the mask, but it only made his tone lower.
Honestly, Uta rarely killed inside his studio. It was generally bad for business and it was a pain to mop up blood from the tile flooring. But he’d make an exception if it meant he got to continue his little balancing act– pretending to be a part of the fence-sitting group known as Anteiku and being a chaos-driven Pierrot member.
[For your sake, I hope you keep your hands to yourself, Dove.]
{✗} — ❝ Hmm, well what’dya know?-- --You really do look like a ringleader when you have that mask on! ❞ What the other man had said was true, as it had turned out. From just the design, the mask didn’t look like. It was-- secretive, and conservative to the wearer. In addition, it wasn’t a decoration designed to attract attention. But still, with it carried a sense of a nonspoken authority. Gosh, these mask makers were really skilled. Suddenly remembering the mask that the investigator had held between his hands, he brought the mask to his face for a second time, though now fully clasping the strap behind his head, secure-- so that he too was wearing a mask. ❞ So, how about me?? Do I look like I could be one of your oh so faithful followers? ❞ This was more fun than Suzuya had originally thought it would be. And, who knows? Maybe it would be fun to try on the ringleader mask as well, if this man would let him...
it’s a dog-eat-dog world and i’ve got bigger teeth than you
ジョーカー || juuzou constantly berating hanbee
The 19th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to finding a dead body in their basement
:violet & white & bleeding all over:
{ αѕк-мιиєиєυяуαи∂єяє }
|☣| “Well, take a look at yourself. You’re not exactly looking like the ‘hardened’ sort, in the most typical sense.” He didn’t answer her question–something that she figured would happen, as they were strangers, after all. Ah, I’ll pry it out of him eventually. I’ve got the night to spare, Nishijima won’t give a damn.
“Yes, something happened here. This place got bombed…so the media says. Just another terrorist attack, that’s what they were saying. Not something a lot of people are used to, you know?” |☣|
{✗} — ❝ Ahh, a bombing? I see, so that’s what this big mess is.. ❞ And, what exactly did she mean by being the “hardened” sort of person? Maybe, it meant something along the lines of somebody that has witnessed their fair share of atrocities? Whatever the answer to that may be, the lady was right on one part-- that this kid definitely didn’t look like what she would call the ‘”hardened” sort, even though in truth; his experiences with misfortune and malice have been much more than what the average person could comprehend. So, what would happen, if this lady would somehow be able to see that fact?
おしおしお
♥
5:Kidnap you for my own reasons.
Imposter!
“There is only one me and that’s me!” he shouts to the backseat of the car, where his double is hog tied as tight as he could manage, “What do you even have to say? Why? How? What the hell?” he says. “You’re some ghoul impostor is that what it is? Just trying to taunt me? What the hell?”
{ ѕυzυуα-נננυυzσυ }
“Of course you are! You have to be an impostor! We can’t just simply be dopplegangers! You have stitches and–and the same clothes!”
He continues driving, “You have to be lying to me!” Woudn’t be the first time I’ve lied to myself. Aha~
{✗} — ❝ Oh, so because you’re the one driving, I must be the impostor?? --And you’re right, we have the same clothes! Why do you have my clothes? Just-- ahhg!! ❞ Jeesh, where was Shinohara when he needed him? Oh wow...
i haven’t drawn a thing in so long , so
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