FLIRT WITH DEATH

[deccay]

                  so due to just not having enough time in general I’ve decided to move harper over to my multi muse over at @extortus​ and I’m going to transform this into an aesthetic blog in about a week. 

[deccay]

                  so due to just not having enough time in general I’ve decided to move harper over to my multi muse over at @extortus​ and I’m going to transform this into an aesthetic blog in about a week. 

[deccay]

              sorry I haven’t been over here I’ve been a little focused on my multi muse blog @extortus​ but I’m planning on getting back on here.

[deccay]

✦    Make your muse.

[deccay]

greedkissed‌:

Only a head was offered to the stranger– a custom of his Japanese culture. Hand shaking, although polite was utterly disgusting ! Just the thought of all those germs was enough to turn his stomach, though he could argue it was SOMEONE he ate. 

Issei was careful in pulling the chair out with his leg, taking a seat at the other’s table. He only seemed to offer a hum in place of his name. Not that it was truly important for such a matter. Eyes lock with the book behind dark lenses. He was fairly excited to be working with his hands on this one– it was rare he accepted jobs like this given his usual job.  ❛ My prices are a bit unorthodox but I’m sure we can work something out.. ❜

                  Ah... In a gesture to attempt to return from the awkward realization he had made an incorrect greeting he threaded his hand through his own hair as if fixing the wavy tresses. Returning from around the table to his own seat he rested his hands on the stack of three almost protectively. Though he attempted not to judge APPEARANCES he did not hold back on judgement for the way another carried themselves. 

Not once in his life had he met a BOOK BINDER who behaved like this... Still, he was hoping to be proved paranoid, “   I can pay it, trust me... Price is not an obstacle as long as I feel I am paying an amount equal to the labor you would need to dedicate to this project.   ”

[deccay]

batoushoujo‌:

　　IF SHE ADMITS SHE DID, will that give her away? It’s been a slow process, but Tem’s been learning that heightened senses aren’t always something to be open about.  “ I think so? “  She answers, hoping her uncertainty comes off as legitimate, and not a hesitation for hiding something.  “ I thought that i just had a spot on my vision for a sec… “

                  A spot in her vision ...? Yes .. Yes that only made sense didn’t it? He was not beginning to go delirious or witnessing something beyond comprehension, it was a spot in the vision, “    Hah... Yes, I believe I had the same affect... I apologize for taking up your time...   ”

[deccay]

tinnedheart‌:

“ Don’t tempt me with coffee. ” His weakness, of course, was that elixir that gave him energy when sleep wasn’t a priority. He adored coffee and it was the perfect oil to help the tin man function again. James let out a chuckle as he thought about the temptations but he shook his head in response as he left his office with Harper at his side now. “ No … We wouldn’t have the time, like you said. Maybe I’ll have someone bring me some after this break, though. ”

James could feel his body drag just a bit as he walked but he made sure to hide it away. His eyes had bags under them, more than they used to. He could feel exhaustion looming over him like a predator waiting to leap onto its prey. But James knew he couldn’t rest, not when there was so much evil to keep away from Atlas. He had so much work to do and no one else could do it but himself. “ How has your work been treating you? You have also been taking breaks, correct? ” Although James was a hypocrite and never took breaks himself, he still worried about the well being of his own men.

                  “   I do believe I might just tempt you with coffee... How long has it been since you have had something fresh from one of the cafes? I’m sure you miss it, General.   ” Arms crossed behind his back, a slight smile curved at his lips as he watched their path forward. Perhaps, he could make the man with never ending tasks take a break after all -- in all his complexities there were a few simple things to wind his gears in the right direction, “   It’s not the same just sitting in your office after it has traveled -- it tastes best fresh and immediate in your hands.   ”

The question did falter the almost pleased expression he had adorned. Just as the General’s work was never done the people serving directly below him had to catch up with the duties left in his stead and to intervene on anything unnecessary that might be going toward him. In truth, while he likely saw more relaxation time than James it was only just a bit more, “   I see to it when I am able.   ”

[darlingsuggest]

Words will never be able to describe how i feel about you

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Annoyed/Frustrated Sentence Starters

"This is getting ridiculous."

"'Bleh bleh bleh, I'm very important, do what I tell you'. Bitch."

"If you're so good why don't you do it?"

"Stop. Just, fucking stop."

"What did I just tell you?"

"Do you even listen to me?!"

"What the hell did you even do?"

"A monkey could've done a better job."

"Are you done giving me lip?"

"Why." Slam! "Won't." Slam! "You." Slam! "WORK!"

"Hurry up, I'm not getting any younger."

"I gave you one, ONE, job."

"Oh for fucks' sake!"

"Did you even follow the instructions?!"

"I followed the damn instructions!"

"What did you do now?"

"Wonderful. Just great."

"Shall I snap my own neck now or later?"

"You. Are completely useless."

"I can't get it to fucking work!"

"I've tried everything and still!"

"You said you had my back, but as SOON as I have it turned, you've fucked off to who knows where!"

"This? This is shit. Utter nonsense."

"You said you could handle it!"

"I'm THIS close to cutting you loose."

"Why do I even keep you around if you only just disappoint me?"

"A corpse would be better use than you at this rate."

"You said this'd be easy!"

"I told you I couldn't do it!"

😡+ add your own!

[deccay]

                        Harper has taken multiple lives in his time working as a liaison as his role adapted. Generally, he only gives the orders to punish, harm, or kill those who prove to be a problem. However, when it comes to those who need to be made an example of, generally those who have performed acts of treachery of a higher degree, Harper is the one to pull the trigger himself. 

[deccay]

greedkissed‌:

【✧】–” Aside from the killer’s USUAL antics– there was a real sense of accomplishment when it came to book binding. Like most, he did have a preference, the other the better; and always hard cover. There was no point in mending something that had no age– the whole point in for the pages to rot and have someone sew them back in place. IT was almost the same with people. ALMOST. 

   Agreeing to meet a buyer in a local cafe was a given– after all Issei’s online appearance never included his face. This stranger would in in for a shock– though he would spare them the HORROR that was his eyes behind a pair of black sunglasses. A bing to his phone indicated he was at the right place. A quick glance around and he spotted the table nestled quietly in the back. ❛ I take it you’re the one who needed some book mending ??  ❜

                 Glancing up, he found the only other person currently standing in the the shop ... It was... Unexpected to say the least. Looks could be deceiving was a commonly used phrase and it flashed before his mind at that moment. Though, he attempted to be the type who vouched for don’t judge a book based on their cover. After all, most who gazed upon him would not guess he had shot a man in the head the prior weekend for insubordination toward the people Harper answered to. It was a strange world out there.

He stood, making his way to the individual and making a quick note of the sunglasses -- light sensitivity perhaps? hopefully not to guise any identity, not that they could have if they wanted to with the obvious characteristics between piercings and tattoos on their person, “  That is indeed me, Harper... It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.   ” 

[balancingpcint-archive]

hate it when you try to kill someone and they dont die like how rude do you have to be

[pergensque-blog]

* 【   SHSL ??????   】    indie hajime hinata of dangan ronpa 2. spoiler heavy. 18 + only.

[foragecore]

im attracted to men but at what cost

[deccay]

                   Drop it down to the bottom   Butterfly float, flicker  Soar to the top  Kill for the thrill   Cut it, stick it where you got him   Circle rollin’ under, running red to the stop.   Where’s your mother?   Fall down dead   Dirty mind, dirty mouth   Pretty little head    (18+ only    multi-fandom oc)

[deccay]

kncklheads‌:

‘ Harper.’ He repeated with a nod, committing it to his memory. Jaylen never forgot a name! He made friends rather easily, and had quite a few, but he always made a point to remember peoples names. ‘ Oh please, it’s not a bother at all. In fact I’m happy to help! Wouldn’t want you getting lost all on your own. Plus, I had no place in particular to be. So it’s all good.’ 

Jaylen waved a hand dismissively. ‘ There’s no need to repay me or anything.’ He assured, though if it was important to the other, to Harper he’d probably concede. ‘ But I do enjoy some coffee, yes. I basically live off the stuff. I wouldn’t survive without it.’

                  Chipper people tended to think like that -- they did not seem to recognize the importance of their time and what a waste it could be just to guide a stranger to their destination. Or perhaps, they just had nothing better to do. It was not his problem given their insistence that it was their pleasure to reach out a helping hand, “   I insist.   ” He said, with more forcefulness than intended, “   I do hope the quality on this campus is not cheap... It would be a bother to have to venture out into the city every time I need to be caffeinated...   ”

Knowing it was only become worse with this college lifestyle he selected for himself. His schedule was filled to its capacity with classes and club activities in order to accelerate himself in his courses. Harper felt his goals were too focused to pace himself-- he could rest when he graduated. 

[vividspark]