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A semi-selective roleplay blog for Tōya from Yu Yu Hakusho

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@hexingicemaster   ::              meme             ::     accepting! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❛ i know it hurts . i’m sorry . ❜ for botan or keiko!

she  winces  at  the  touch.   quiet  as  a  mouse  she  bites  back  her  whimper ;  her  arm  had  been  cut  before,   but  not  as  deep  as  this  one.   it  was  only  a  cut,  however,  and  she  was  sure  it  could  have  been  worse.   getting  mixed  up  in  the  chaos  as  she  had,   keiko  was  lucky  to  be  standing  with  only  minor  injuries  ━━    thanks  to  him. 

sorry ;   he  had  nothing  to  be  sorry  for.   she  should  be  the  one  apologizing  for  getting  in  the  way.   not  like  she  had  much  choice  in  the  matter,   but  it  didn’t  stop  her  from  feeling  guilty.  

❝    touya,   you’re  hurt.  ❞    he  looked  worse  then  she  did.   much,   much  worse ;   so  much  blood,   more  then  an  average  person  can  go  without.  demon  or  not,   the  sight  was  still  one  for  worry,   yet  he  had  walked  to  her  without  much  effort,   focusing  only  on  her  little,   tiny  cut  in  comparison  to  his  injuries.   ❝   oh  !  you  must  be  in  pain━━  ! …  we  need  to  get  yukina,   or  botan  !  ❞  

[hexingicemaster]

He’s careless. 

It’s the one thought pounding in his skull, harder than his own pulse. Keiko is hurt, shirt torn at the elbow and soaking in crimson. Each drop sends the thought further through his mind, deepening the swell of shame rising in his chest. 

The stench of his failure assaults his senses, nostrils flaring under its weight. He can’t believe he let her get hurt. He should’ve made sure she was safe before he’d engaged in battle. For once he’s grateful for his natural chill, as his hands gingerly take her arm. It will seep into the skin around the wound and numb the area. Still, he needs to get her medical attention. 

He blinks at the way her eyes widen in horror at the sight of him. She isn’t wrong. He can feel the tear in his side shrieking its existence to the world, along with the rest of his wounds. 

They’re easy to ignore, decades of practice helps. 

“It’s nothing.”

“Will you let me numb the pain for you? I have bandages, but unfortunately, that is all I have.”

He does agree with seeking the care of someone more adept in medical care for her injury. He can only pray they don’t ask Keiko how she received the cut, and bring his failure to light.

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windtcrn:

     ☁ “Ya sayin tha’ cuz ya dinnae know!”

“You have no proof of that.”

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      ☁  “If ya canny see air but can see water, could fish nae see water but be seein the air?” 

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“And you’ve been up for how long?”

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spiriitgun:

         “ We are friends! I’m just pushin’ yer buttons, it’s all good! ”

    A LIGHTHEARTED chuckle escaped the detective as he moved toward something to sit on. He’d been walking an awful lot and already had to stand at his ramen stall later that day. He listened to the other talk, though felt a shift in tone he only barely caught. He knew from Touya’s personality compared to the others, there’d be some kind of difference in opinion.

         “ Nah, if you’re here for time away from them, I get that. I’d get away from myself if I could. ”

    A JOKE at his own expense. He found himself casually making those types of jokes a lot recently. It never bothered him, not really. And it was technically improper for other people (mostly the Japanese humans) to comment on such. Though an eyebrow raised at the mention of lack of work.

         “ ‘Making things work’, and that is? If you’re lookin’ for something, ya could help me out! I’m still doing detective work but I’m the physical type, not so much the, uh, brains. ”

“That’s good to know. I’ll cancel the mourning period for the death of our friendship.” 

Touya had suspected as much, and took his words for the jest they were. It was surprising, he could admit, being considered one so close to the detective already, when he hardly felt like he’d done anything to deserve it. 

He would do something to rid himself of that feeling soon. 

“Oh?” The ice apparition blinked, searching the man’s gaze for any hint of genuine signs of self-hatred. That was an emotion he couldn’t bear to see reflected in the eyes of anyone he considered close. To call him soft-hearted wouldn’t be inaccurate, and he wouldn’t attempt to avoid the name. He’d lived too many years combatting his nature in to fight against it once more. “I don’t think you’re that awful.” 

If Touya were warmer, he might’ve blushed at the expression Yusuke sent his way, one that sought to search him. 

“Selling my possessions I don’t need,” he elaborated a little further but left it there. 

A smile started to spread across his features. “If you think you can stand to be around me for long hours, I would be honoured to join you sometime.”

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tribusdaemones:

“Like all things, the body adjusts, in time.” Yomi explains. At first he found his advanced hearing nearly as unnerving as the eternal darkness he had been cast within, though, in time, it became a comfort. The ability to hear everything quickly became his key to survival. Loud mouthed fools made their plans to maim to helpless creature from miles away, giving him plenty of time to set traps. Slowly he began to master the art of timing, the ability to gauge where a footstep was based on its sound, and how far away that footstep was via its sound. From there it grew: Not just footsteps, but attacks, the swing of weapons, he could time their collision with his flesh down to the millisecond.

“The most bothersome aspect is my inability to sleep.” Yomi states calmly. He feels no fear divulging the information, as it is no longer a weakness. The same way he found ways around his blindness, he found ways around the body’s need to sleep. His body adapted to no longer needing it, instead going into a deep meditation that filters out the majority of sounds and voices, except those of demons he has marked as a threat. The sound of Mukuro’s voice within his territory is enough to bring him back from that meditative state.

Fascinating.

It was the one word Touya could use to describe their conversation. He had not expected his King to be so open with the nature of the difficulties associated with his ability. Someone with weaker morals could’ve been tempted to sell the information. Even something as small as an admission of an inability to sleep could prove valuable to the right people, especially concerning a King. 

Touya however, was not that demon. 

He could see how having such intense hearing could wreck havoc on a sleeping schedule, and it wasn’t an issue that could be fixed with advice as simple as ‘try wearing ear plugs.’ 

“You wear little to no sleep much better than I could, if that’s worth anything.” Touya was completely capable of working on little sleep, but that didn’t mean he enjoyed the idea at all. He could already recall certain memories that reminded him of what he was like with a lack of sleep - unusually quick-tempered. 

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kitsunerose:

Kurama laughed as he started investigating cucumbers. “They really are something aren’t they? A very odd group.” it was clear how much Kurama loved his friends. He smiled as he said it.

“I would never tell you not to become friends with my friends.”  Kurama said, looking at Touya with gentle eyes. “After all you are free to do as you please. And besides, that would mean we would all spend time together more.” He smiled and squeezed Touya’s arm, ignoring the cold he so disdained. A comfort from a friend was more important.

Kurama’s laughter sent that same odd feeling through his chest. His smile grew, directed squarely at the man’s back. “Yes, when I first saw the four of you and heard your conversations I’ll admit I was in disbelief. How could they work as a team when they could barely get through a few words without squabbling? Well, it goes without saying I was proven wrong.” 

It said something about Touya’s perception of camaraderie at the time - he’d mistaken it with subservience. 

“I’m glad I was.” 

It was gratitude that washed over the ice demon as his companion turned his way. The touch on his arm was completely unexpected but not unwelcome. A little of Kurama’s warmth seeped through his clothes, his heart beating an odd rhythm. 

“I’m glad to hear it,” his voice softened. “I’m afraid you’ve got me at a disadvantage. I have no friends to introduce you to in return.”

None that he hadn’t met already, at least. Family was out of the question. He hadn’t seen his since childhood, and that was quite a long time ago. 

[lesbiangenkai]

touya and kurama brainstorming at 2am how far they can tease hiei about how much he loves his sister and his friends before he straight up kills them

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spiriitgun: 

ANOTHER WIDE grin from the detective. It had been a while since he’d faced such humour. Hiei was rare company if at all and he didn’t really share company with others who were stoic in a similar manner, let alone had a shared fighting experience to laugh about.

         “ Yeah cause I told em ‘Hey, I know an ice master with a stick up his ass that needs a good tug’. ”

    HIS OWN version of mocking humour. It was usually only used with Hiei or Kuwabara, as he didn’t have much to mock with Kurama. Though, with the mention of the others, an eyebrow raised slightly. He knew he’d love to see them again himself, but he had to consider the ice demon’s stance.

         “ Yeah, fight with em once, fight with em for the rest of yer life. They’re a good bunch though, ya gotta admit. So wait, what’re you doing for work? ”

“That sounds painful. Here I thought you were my friend.” The ice demon responded in kind, with the same flippant tone he’d used before, but there was still a small thought wriggling in the back of his mind; did he really come off as ‘having a stick up his ass?’ Whatever that meant.

It was a disappointing thought. He would have to do better. 

“I won’t argue against that. They’re all talented people, definitely.” There was no great sin any of his former teammates committed to have him hate them, they were just simply too polarising in personality for the more subdued demon. The amount of times Shishiwakamaru commented on his appearance left him contemplating freezing his lips together by the end of the day. Chu was still a blatant alcoholic, Rinku a child, and Suzuki held tight to his narcissism. 

Needless to say, their teamwork wasn’t always perfect. “I know they’d be eager to see you again, I could find someone if you want.” 

At the question of work, Touya paused, hesitance and a small amount of embarrassment tainting his appearance. His arms came to fold across his chest.

“I haven’t found anything yet,” he managed to say after a moment of silence. He was surviving off of funds from his ex-career. Selling jewellery he was given as payment for a job, and things of that nature. “I’ve been making things work. I’m not at risk of losing this place, at least.”

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@tribusdaemones / @mundaneaxel

Yomi vc: Gandara can be your home.

stop!! you’ll make him soft!

@spiriitgun

yus sees the nicknames as a challenge

bet

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kitsunerose:

“But not Yuanyaki.” Kurama surmised. That was good. He liked the idea of introducing Touya to new things. The human world was his domain after all. It was Kurama who knew the most about it. Kurama had always preferred the company of demons, but something about teaching Touya about the world he lived in made him very happy. Maybe it was because Touya had wanted it so badly? Wanted so badly to live in this world that Kurama was happy to help make it easier for him. That was probably it.

Kurama paid for some of the salmon and put it into his basket. “Just need vegetables now.” He told Touya. Wakame and Cucumber were what he was looking for. Honestly, it would only take a second.

“You mostly keep to yourself, right, Touya?” He asked. Naturally considering Touya’s original career choice. “Have you made any friends since moving here?” He asked.

“Not Yuanyaki,” Touya echoed. The pair set off again in another direction, the scent of fresh produce leaving his senses. 

“Yes,” he answered. It was a habit at this point, to keep himself as closed off to strangers as much as he could. He had no real reason to do so now, without a career leaving any personal information dangerous to reveal. Still, he did it. 

“Well, I’ve met some of your friends. Kuwabara, Urameshi and Hiei. They’re something.” There were qualities about each Touya found endearing, he could understand why Kurama maintained friendships with them. Kuwabara had his compassion, though he flustered to show it. Urameshi held close to his chest his courage in the face of adversity, and Hiei- well. Hiei was a difficult one to approach, barbing his words deliberately to deflect any potential interest in his person. 

“I hope that I might befriend them, if that is alright with you.” 

[hexingicemaster]

ABOUT THE MUSE . REPOST DO NOT REBLOG .

GENERAL

Name: Touya/Toya. Nickname(s): haha, he’s a part of the elite no nicknames squad.  Age: 100 years+, he doesn’t count anymore.  Species: Ice Demon.

PERSONAL

Morality: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / grey / evil Sins: lust / greed / gluttony / sloth / pride / envy / wrath Virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice Primary goals in life: To find a place he can call home. (ugh sappy)

PHYSICAL

Build: slender / scrawny / bony / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / babyfat / pudgy / obese / Height: Short king. Somewhere around 5′6″ /167.64 cm.  Weight: Hasn’t really weighed himself. Doesn’t consider it interesting. Scars/Birthmarks: Various different scars spread across his body from training accidents, missions and his youth. They’re either long and thin across his sides from lightly slicing into his skin or remnants from a puncture wound.  Abilities/powers: Frozen Hell, Shards of Winter, Ice Cutlass, Ice Absorption, various others. 

FAVORITES

Favorite food: None, so far.  Favorite drink: Strawberry Milk.  Favorite color(s): Deeper cold colours. Dark purples, greens, blues and the like.  Favorite music genre: He’s a fan of more acoustic things, something simple like a bass or guitar or piano and some vocals.  Favorite book genre: Psychological and Philosophical fiction. The kind of novels you’d expect some sympathetic college student to pretend to empathise with in order to gain brownie points but it’s Touya so you’re safe, he’s doing it to learn about humans. Books like The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins, L’Étranger by Albert Camus, The Wife Between Us by Greer Hendricks & Sarah Pekkanen are a few examples of the type of thing he’d read.  Favorite movie genre: Musicals. Thinks they’re hilarious, the way people just burst into song at various points of time, but he’s invested in the plot by that point. Also enjoys romance movies, sue him. They’re interesting.

Favorite season: Spring. Thinks the flowers in the Human World are pretty. 

Favorite curse word(s): Fuck. Can say it, but doesn’t. 

Favorite scent: Vanilla, and other food-related smells.

FUN STUFF

Bottom or Top: Top-leaning. Sings in the shower: No. Likes bad puns: Yes. He doesn’t tell them, but absolutely throw them his way. 

tagged by: @spiriitgun tagging: uhhh who hasn’t been tagged, I think @spiritsheart, @kitsunerose, @jigento, @digiitalis, and you, steal it. 

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            IF  YOU  DIE  I  SWEAR  I’LL  KILL  YOU .    BANG . 

                                                    INDIE.    PRI.    SEL.  

KEIKO  YUKIMURA  from  the  YU  YU  HAKUSHO  series  written  &&  adored  by  GWYN .  crossover  &&  original  character  friendly .  personals  don’t  interact .  cred . 

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continued from here // @spiritsheart 

He raised his shoulders in a mimicry of a human shrug. He had never wore a skirt himself, so he had no reason to disbelieve her or her experiences. If she said the current item she chose to wear was adequate at covering her in this weather, he’d believe she knew best. 

Still, he was a little concerned. Humans were so fragile in this kind of weather. He’d grown to genuinely consider Keiko a friend, if she fell ill or became injured because of this he’d feel guilty. 

He watched her play with the fabric, fondness clear in his gaze. He chuckled at her admittance that walking through snow proved a challenge; he could believe it. Though snow played no trouble to his gait, he had seen humans struggle with trudging through its path. Though he doubted she’d ask, he would gladly help her through it if necessary. “I can believe that.”

Truthfully he failed to see the attraction towards skirts before, when they were women (or men) posed for pictures, complete strangers to him. When Keiko spun, the edges of her skirt twirling in the breeze she’d made, he understood. 

She looked so free, and happy. As if she were dancing. 

He doesn’t hide his smile.

“Very.” 

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timidplum:

    ❝ I um… I was trying to find a tree here actually.. It’s a big one that’s seen as an attraction of sorts? Might not be the right word really but I hope that’s easy to understand? ❞

  He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, unsure on how well he did with explaining things. Even then it was soon clear he was faced to face with a demon. This… had some anxiety for him to wont to hid his presence more and seem to be nothing more than a human.

 Jaw tensing then relaxing he breathed out slowly.

     ❝ Would you know on the place I’m talking on? ❞

The ice demon blinked slow, carefully examining the appearance of the stuttering man in front of him. His features were more on the softer side, with a vibrant splash of freckles dotting what Touya could see of him. Everything in the way he stood, to his stiff movements told him the stranger was nervous. 

It made him feel calmer. Hopefully he could ease this stranger’s concern.

“A tree?” Touya titled his head, green bang teetering close to falling over his eye. There were many in the surrounding area, this was a park after all. But a tree that people seemed to flock to. 

He thought on it for a moment, searching his memory. Ah. 

He did. That was a relief. 

He gave the stranger a smile, meant to be encouraging. “I believe I do. I can direct you to it, or take you there. My name is Touya, what is yours?”

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kitsunerose:

Kurama smiled, glad to have a guest for dinner. Some might think it was a bit odd to be friends with someone who had tried to kill him before, but Kurama had no issue with it and didn’t take it personally.

“Excellent!” He said with a smile. He finally made it to the fish section, and started examining the salmon. It was fresh. This is why Kurama was shopping at this department store basement, fresh fish instead of frozen and packaged. “I’m thinking yuanyaki salmon, have you ever had it?” He asked.

The simple smile appearing on his companion’s lips left an unfamiliar sensation blooming through his chest. Was it, warmth? Happiness? Either way, he disregarded it as he followed the man, pleased that he was happy with the ice demon’s decision. 

The scent of fish wasn’t overbearingly strong; a real indication that these items were fresh. That was good, he wasn’t about to let Kurama buy bad produce if he could help it. 

In fact the sight of all the fishes, spread atop thick chunks of ice loosely cut into smaller shapes was making him a little hungry. 

“I have had salmon before.” Without any of the preparation his friend was planning on adding to this particular batch. 

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tribusdaemones:

Even an ice demon has a small amount of heat that radiates from his eyes, and when Yomi feels that heat moving downward that his faint smile grows by the slightest margin. Touya’s bowing his head, a sign of genuine respect– followed by words that, if the horned king were to be completely honest, surprised him; not that the shinobi spoke such words, no, any recruit can spout off such things, what takes him aback is that this one is genuine. There are many tells when one lies: Their eyes flicker, or their heart beat increases, or there’s the slightest shift in their tone of voice, to name a few. There wasn’t a single part of the ice demon that faltered when he spoke. Not when he spoke of believing in Yomi’s cause, nor when he vowed to fight Raizen or Mukuro if Yomi merely ask.

Only recently had he met this young man, yet the other was willing to lay down his life if the horned king were to merely instruct him as such. In the last five-hundred years few have managed to impress him the way this one has. He makes a mental note to do something to show his appreciation. True loyalty should be rewarded.

“No.” Yomi explains as he turns his attention back towards the window. “I’m afraid you caught me talking to myself.” The king chuckles softly. “Our world is in an uproar, as are most in it. It’s impossible to hear myself think these days.”

Yomi’s casual shift back could’ve been interpreted as a dismissal, had he not continued to speak. Touya kept himself listening intently; regardless of the relationship between the King and his red haired vulpine companion, there was still much to be learnt from someone so powerful and old. 

In a world like theirs, age indicated a warning louder than any amount of outward aggression. They were someone who knew their way around. Even Touya, young though he was by demon standards, still expressed this. It was nothing compared to Yomi’s age though. 

“That is an apt way to put it.” Touya knew the state the demon world had fallen in to as of late too well, considering how many altercations he had been sent to settle. There was no bitterness behind that statement - Touya had a job and he’d continue it. He did wonder though, what the effect the widespread carnage had on the abilities of his new boss.

“I must admit, I can’t imagine how irritating that must be to deal with.” It might’ve been a selfish sentiment he voiced, but he did not feel envious of that talent of his King. Though it might’ve proved advantageous with his previous line of work, he did not think he had the patience to deal with it.