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priv. high sel. amemura ramuda by akira

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#devildrop. priv. high sel. ramuda amemura of hypmic. based on the manga and drama cds with some heavy canon divergence. unaffiliated with the fandom. mature themes will be present. written by akira. he/she/they. 21+

[pyonpyonpyon]

"Prove it?" Gentaro echoes with faint amusement. Ah, Ramuda is ever the slave driver. To demand immediate proof for a promise of the future... oh, what a conundrum it would be. If Gentaro had been any other person, of course.

"My, you strike a hard bargain, but..." Withdrawing his notebook from his pocket, Gentaro flips it open to a random blank page. It is nothing more than a prop to cover his amused smile, though his eyes might easily convey the same sentiment. "Would you like me to recount to you the tales of us playing kitty cats around Dice? Or the fond memories of you delivering the food of the gods to my exhausted self? Ah, or that time you were in such emotional strife that it caught both Dice's and my eyes, and we rushed to you like knights to their prince--?"

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ㅤㅤFool was he to challenge Gentaro like so. Ramuda had always thought himself an equal challenge when they played these games. One in which the victor was never clear and their exchanges become layered in meaning. Both played careful hands, never revealing more than necessary. But the designer had been somewhat at a disadvantage lately. His secrets had been pulled out into the open for all to see. And with little left remaining, how was anyone to hide ?

ㅤㅤSo when the author begins to list moments of their time together, he realizes the challenge was perhaps a bad idea in the end. Pout vanishing in an instant as he rushed forward to grab at the other's arm in plead. " AH— okay, okay ! Fine, I get it ! Gentaro you meanie ! That's not playing fair. "

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I swear I will force myself to finally do replies later

[midokai]

     the confusion that filts o’er features is raw     &͟.     genuine,     an expression he’d wear if he were a deer in headlights,     all perplexed     &͟.     disoriented——     lollipop is brought upwards once more,     to lips,     but this time he refrains from taking it in his mouth,     merely keeps it held upright in puzzlement,     a narrowing of eyes whilst he gives it a once over.     is something about it     …     special?     that must be it.     perhaps he’d spent hundreds of dollars on this     …     thing——     he hopes he hadn’t because it tastes no different than any ordinary sweet you could purchase at any store in the surrounding area but knowing ramuda it isn’t far from possible.     (     he’s spent more on simpler things.     )

     for a second he considers handing it over anyway because this must be some attempt at mind games,     or maybe he’s playing hard to get or     …     something like that.     &͟.     it’s just saliva,     it’s not like he’s handing over acid,     no need for the dramatics.     it’s handed over in the other’s direction once more ‘til     …     ah,     there it is.     ❝     oh,     ❞     well,     why hadn’t he just told him that from the beginning?!     lollipop is placed on the nearest countertop,     laid on a napkin as so not to get the surface sticky with the residue.     a sheepish grin follows     &͟.     an awkward laugh of sorts,     unease evident in his desperate attempts at avoiding eye contact.     okay,     well,     that’s a reasonable reason to be upset,     he supposes.     ❝     i thought the hi would suffice.     i brought you a gift but——     i was waiting until later to give it to you.     ❞

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ㅤㅤTo watch the realization settle in was altogether an amusing sight to behold. Perhaps it was a bit mean of him— N wasn't the best when it came to understanding others after all— but the green haired man had the unfortunate honor of being one of his favorites. And how else was Ramuda to exhibit this favoritism ? He played it through to the end— careful to maintain his pout until met with the news of a gift. Suddenly, everything else was forgotten. The saddened expression fell away almost immediately. Eyes blink once and go wide in wonder. It was amazing, really, like someone has simply flipped a switch somewhere. " Huh ? A gift ? "

ㅤㅤA bright smile spread across his face this time as he threw his arms around the other with surprising force. " Aww, you did think about me ! See, I knew you were the best ! So, what is it ? Can I open it now ? Come on, come on, you can't tell me and not let me see ! That's just being mean ! " He clung to the other in a way that made it clear he wouldn't let go easily. Personal space... such a thing didn't exist when it came to the designer. Friend or foe, stranger or acquaintance. All were treated with some strange closeness to varying degrees.

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I will reply to things soon I swear. My brain has just been extremely picky about who it has the muse for 😞 Yet it works fine for plotting smh

[qtfarty]

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ @pyonpyonpyon

ㅤㅤㅤ" Hey, hey, I still don't get why I had to come along. "

ㅤㅤHe'd been pouting the whole way so far. Arms crossed and dragging his feet just a little as he walked two paces behind the author. Initially, Ramuda had been refusing to say a word to the other— but that could only last so long. He'd really tried to get out of running errands by claiming there were projects that needed starting. And when that didn't work, suddenly there was some meeting that had gone completely unmentioned anytime before. Why the designer even tried was beyond anyone— they knew very well that Gentaro wouldn't buy a single word.

ㅤㅤ" If you needed someone to carry the bags, wouldn't Dice be better ? All I'm good for is being cute, you know ! " What a bold faced LIE.

[idkfuckingknowsd-deactivated202]

" such a unique sense of style ~ ! hey, hey, do you have any fashion tips for me? " / @devildrop!

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ㅤㅤ" Haha, you think so ? Thanks ! Hmm... I think bright colors are your best ! And something big and flowy would look super cute with your short hair ! "

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repost and BOLD your muse's preference. ( RAMUDA. )

roses / cherry blossoms / orchids / TULIPS winter / summer / autumn / SPRING thunderstorms / SUNSHINE / snow indoors / OUTDOORS meat / fruit / SWEETS EXTRAVAGANCE / traditionalism / MINIMALISM god-fearing / NON-GOD-FEARING cats / DOGS / horses / birds sunrise / SUNSET day time / NIGHT TIME fire / earth / water / WIND READING / writing RISING EARLY / sleeping late wine / ale / NEITHER / both fur / silk / satin / LACE rubies / PEARLS / sapphires horseback / WALKING / carriages LOVE / power HAVING COMPANY / being alone LAKES / rivers / oceans knife / sword / bow / POISON GOLD / silver

TAGGED: @mddlbro TAGGING: @poswiecenia ( lumi ), @tartagla, and anyone else !

[midokai]

     ew?     the reaction coaxes the briefest quirk of brow,     after a long stare of unamused demeanor     /     a blink once,     twice,     thrice     &͟.     the inevitable return of lollipop to mouth whilst he ponders his next step,     deep in ruminating contemplation.     if that hadn’t been the issue at hand then     …     what had been?     he hasn’t a clue,     genuinely,     nothing feels off with the circumstances that have presented themselves.     perhaps he’s missing some sort of social cue,     it certainly wouldn’t be the first time.     another momentary pause     &͟.     finally the removal of candy once more,     this time so he can speak.     ❝     then     …     what’s the problem?     i thought you liked these.     ❞

[devildrop]

ㅤㅤThere wasn't a problem— not really. But Ramuda had a talent for turning silly little things into something bigger than it ever was. And in this particular instance, he chose to pout about it. With a huff, the smaller crossed his arms in only a slightly exaggerated manner. Tone sounding equally as pouty as he appeared. " I do like them. It's not about the lollipop... " Child-like disappointment was only too befitting of one with his stature. It's why he played into it so well.

ㅤㅤ" I waited alllll week for a visit ! Seven whole days ! And when you finally show up, all you say is, ' Hi, ' and eat my lollipops. I bet you didn't even miss me— hmph ! "

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ @gyokutoll

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSomething about him seemed familiar.

ㅤㅤDespite all his airheaded claims, Ramuda was actually quite good at remembering both faces and names. ( And just about everything else, to be honest. ) His memory wavered between a blessing and a curse depending on the day. So it bothered him a fair bit that he couldn't place the man across the way. By this point he'd been openly staring and well— might as well keep it up. If the stranger looked his way then they'd be met with an enthusiastic smile and wave.

ㅤㅤNow where oh where had he seen that face before ?

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ @miraculpa

ㅤㅤ" Ahaha, you say some funny things ! Reminds me of someone I met once. " Memory brings to mind the image of a black and yellow colored young man of the musician variety. He wasn't someone the designer was all that familiar with, ( one might say it was a blessing to the other party ), but his mannerisms had left a strong impression. So it was somewhat of an odd delight to run into yet another of that same type. Ramuda wondered how far he could play along.

ㅤㅤ" Hey, what did you say your name was again ? Sowwy, I forgot~ "

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╭┈◦•◦❥•◦ @kirakiras

ㅤㅤ" Whoaaa, that would look super super cute on you ! " The energetic pink puffball that was Ramuda seemed to come out of nowhere. It was little a pastime of his— going uncharacteristically quiet as he lurked about his store. Scoping out the individuals that were ' just browsing ' and seeing who he could give a little scare. Most times this led to conversations that resulted in unplanned purchases. ( To be clear— that wasn't his plan but the effectiveness was quite funny ).

ㅤㅤ" You should totally try it on ! Oh— I have some accessories that would make it even better ! Wait here, okay ? "

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Been feeling better lately so give a like for a short starter or somth in your inbox. Whichever I've got energy for after work ♡

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Been feeling better lately so give a like for a short starter or somth in your inbox. Whichever I've got energy for after work ♡

[mddlbro]

ㅤㅤㅤDice's eyes dropped the moment Ramuda recoiled— again. He hadn't even gotten close this time, just a reach. A reflex. But seeing the other pull back like that… it hits harder than it should. Tch. A bitter frown carves its way into Dice's expression as he mumbles, "Okay so… no reaching out," the apology half-whispered, like he was talking more to himself than Ramuda. He took one step back—not too far, not too close—just enough to say I'm not trying to smother you, even if every fiber of him screamed to wrap Ramuda up in the hug he looked like he desperately needed. But no. Not now. Not if it meant hurting him more.

ㅤㅤㅤHe crouched down slowly, heavy sigh dragging from his lungs as he rubbed at the back of his neck, knuckles brushing through his shaggy hair. His body was tired, his heart more so, and this whole thing—it was wearing on him. But he'd take a thousand more nights like this if it meant Ramuda was finally talking. Actually talking. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarette pack, flipping it open with a flick of his thumb. Two fingers pulled one out for himself, the other offering one out in a silent truce. "Want one?" he asked around the one already between his lips. He didn't wait, lighting his own with a shaky breath. "Been smokin' more lately… you're part of the reason. Not that I'm blaming you. I just…" he trailed off, ash crumbling off the tip of his smoke, "…don't wanna look back one day and realize I never said what mattered."

ㅤㅤㅤ"Pretending's easy," Dice finally said, dragging in a breath. "But it's lonely, Ramuda. And I don't want that for you. Hell, I don't want that for me either." His eyes, normally so full of mischief and lazy charm, looked haunted now. Tired.

ㅤㅤㅤSmoke curled from his lips as he stared up at Ramuda, the weight in his voice like gravel. "It's okay if you don't understand… I mean, hell, feelings are like… the worst. Talking about 'em? Opening up?" He chuckled, bitter and small. "Scares the hell outta me, too. Letting people see you for real? That's like… betting it all on red and hoping the wheel don't stop on black. But, Ramuda…" Dice's voice dipped, quieter, almost pleading. "Would you really be happy if I stopped caring? If I stopped being nice?" His brows knit, fingers twitching against his knee. "'Cause I could. But I'd hate it. That'd break me more than you'd know." He let that settle, smoke curling in the silence between them, watching, hoping, hurting—and praying that Ramuda wouldn't run this time.

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ㅤㅤThe pain in his chest and the horrible, choking sensation persist. Ramuda decides it feels like THORNS sprouting and spreading through his veins. They root at his heart and wrap around it like a crudely prepared gift. Each beat just makes them dig in deeper and there's no telling which emotions these are anymore. He almost doesn't hear his teammates words— almost misses the offer extended to him. For once, he doesn't trust himself to say anything because, at this point, there was no telling what might come out. ( Or if it'd even be intelligible. ) So he lowers his sleeve and quietly takes the cigarette. The eyeshadow, though light, makes the redness around his eyes stand out more. Dice is a little farther away now and for some reason that stings too. It's not much and he tells himself it doesn't mean anything, but the smaller joins in crouching low.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd he just listens.

ㅤㅤTruthfully, he doesn't look himself. It's the same face, the same hair, the same clothes as three minutes ago. But there's a vulnerability that's never been seen before. It's different from any other time— when moments of weakness were centered around the matter of his existence. Whether or not Ramuda had taken notice, his heart was on full display now. A frown mars his features when Dice mentions his smoking and realization sets in that there may have been parts of the gambler he'd yet to witness too. For one that lived so FREELY and expressed himself just the same— it was hard to imagine him scared of opening up.

ㅤㅤHe tries to speak, but nothing comes out. Not even the automatic responses that had been indoctrinated in him. This just makes him frown more. Eyes trail away as he actually thinks about what to say; fighting yet another internal battle. " ...No. " It's quiet. Like he'd get in trouble for saying it any louder. " I wouldn't be. But it's easier to deal with than this. " One hand reaches up to clutch at the fabric over his heart. " I wasn't supposed to feel anything, so it didn't matter what others thought of me. They couldn't be trusted anyway. So saying that you care— that I matter— it's not what we were taught. It feels... BAD. So when I want it to be true, that feels bad too. I don't know what to do, Dice... "

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Your muse as the solar system ft. ramuda amemura.

「 SUN 」    egotistical   •   melted wax wings and fingers   •   sunburnt skin   •  the most generous soul   •   blood in the fruit   •   halos   • anger on fire   •   high vitality   •   thunderous laughter   •   is pride really a sin?   •   halogenic aura

「 MERCURY 」   expansion of the mind   •  silver-tongued   •   an everlasting wanderer   •  polyglot   •   high dexterity   •   handwritten letters   •   innately critical   •   en vogue   •   eyes in the trees   •  hidden libraries   •   there’s always room for improvement

「 VENUS 」  in love with strangers   •  iridescent waters   •   love potions for your mirror   •  selfless devotion   •  shattering crystal   • seafoam upon sand   •   the golden ratio   •  drowning in your own passion   •   material value & high principles   •  luring   •  plush lips

「 EARTH 」  fresh springs   •   tree hugger   •  we can start again tomorrow   •   a blazing rainforest   •  respects survival of the fittest   •  nature’s adversity   •   lazy bones   •   constantly evolving   • flowers sprouting from wounds   •   a granite altar   •  fossilized remains

「 MOON 」   illusory   •  silver shimmer off the ocean   •   secrets and gossip   •   cycles of reincarnation  •  a crybaby   •   physically ethereal   •   shared glances with a stranger   •   cat eyes   • mistrusting their intuition   •  fear is a prison   •   ornate magic wands

「 MARS 」   healthy competition   •  attraction and repulsion   •  magma and rubies   •   a blade being forged   •  wrath wrath wrath • malefic   •  intense eye contact   •   cannon fodder & fireworks   •  blood floods   •   copper taste on your tongue

「 JUPITER 」   red robes and a suit of armor  •   beacon of stability   •  leader by birth   •   thunderbolts and lightning   •   guilty but can’t stop   •   secret rich kid   •   golden touch golden tears   •  innate optimist   •  failure isn’t an option   •  constantly reaching for more   •   unfinished symphonies

「 SATURN 」   traditional   • overbearing energy   •   a sculptor of reality   •   this existence is a karmic one  • has a heart, it’s just... way down deep   •   law, order & justice   •   avoid all necessary risk   •  the sound of shackles clanging   •   sisyphus’ struggle   •   grappling with the reality of time   •   self-governing

「 URANUS 」   psychedelic funk music   •   overflowing cups   •  a rebellion with skin   • looking good in photo id   •   oblivious but caring   •   middle fingers in the air   •   double rainbows   •   icy diamond exterior   •   holographic   •  afraid of their own mediocrity   •   pearlescent smoke

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