false adam

4byun

Happy Birthday, you huge dork! ヽ(・∀・ )ﾉ 7/23

cieled

Happy birthday Yuma Mukami (๑>ᴗ<๑)

uchiha-future-wifexd

Happy Birthday Yuma Mukami <33

#ca intro #ca open #there we go dumb vamp with temper tantrums

He'd arrived on his birthday.

Already, he felt he was being made fun of. Half his strength? This stupid bat? He could crush it if he wanted to... Yet, he couldn't bring himself to do that and ended up just letting the dumb thing hang off his shoulder. How long was it going to hang around? Who knew. Either way, he'd already spent hours in the city right until it was already hours after his supposed Special Day... Not that he cared about it that much or anything but...! It didn't help that it's been hours and finding his way around was impossible and he was far too stubborn to just ask for help.

So.

"God--"

His frustrations build up to the point where there was soon to be fist to wall impac--- "DAMMIT." There it is. Even at half his strength, damage was done to the side of the building. The area around his fist had cratered a bit except... Yuma flinched. That hurt. More than it should have. Probably due to the lack of strength in his hit. He couldn't help it though! He was angry. Being dragged into something like this? It meant he was farther from his dream.. No.

Boss' dream.

Becoming Adam...

And to top it off his hand now hurt like hell!

"What the hell am I supposed to do?!"

吸血鬼１１ Artist: 伊勢

Please don’t remove the source.

dropping from kerria

feel free to unfollow! gunna be using this blog for another mfrp

吸血鬼１１ Artist: 伊勢

Please don’t remove the source.

scarificare

closed over in the wind

Wandering around the expanse of Paralian gardens left much to be desired.

There was little to do and even less to say and Azusa grew tired of feeling alone irrevocably. Striving for something or someone to help him alleviate this terribly sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. That’s when he noticed a voice — no, he noticed three distinct voices. Following the sounds of the voices drew the youngest Mukami ever closer until he spotted three others (one boy and two girls) that were roughly around his own age. His heart began to beat faster and faster and Azusa didn’t hesitate for a beat longer as he drove for their attention.

"… …Can you do me a favor?"

He asked in an almost timid tone of voice. "— Can you hurt me?"

Afterward, there came no pain - nothing like what he wanted. There was something that came from the three but it wasn’t proof - and ultimately, it wasn’t painful. All they did was call him names he had already become accustomed to. Creepy, disgusting, pathetic — he didn’t particularly care what he was called and Azusa said the very same in response. Words didn’t exactly hurt and he challenged these three to try harder than that if they wanted to make him leave.

A little prompting and coaxing would always do the trick.

"Haa… ..if I’m like that to you… ..then why don’t you try harder to make me leave…?"

Those words did just what he had hoped for and he began to at the very least, get shoved around here and there — it wasn’t enough and oddly, he craved for much more. He was always like this to a degree but he always knew when to stop - yet not this time, he wanted to be even more broken and even more in pain. Stumbling backwards after a particularly violent shove, Azusa fell to his side and felt just enough pain that he laughed under his breath.

Ah, how weird, this felt so familiar.

Pissing off an already agitated Yuma was never a good idea. His arrival to Paralia -- along with some other circumstances -- had already left Yuma in a state he probably didn't want to be in. Not that it mattered now.. When he was angry? He was angry. That was it. The dumbest thing one could do is get in his way while he was like this.

Really, he wasn't sure how long he was standing there. Or how long his irritation was growing after each word he heard. Pathetic. Creepy. Disgusting... And seeing just who they were referring to.. Well, it was reason enough to pause. Get a little closer if only to purposely get in their way and give him a reason to attack. Only after the particularly violent shove did they realize Yuma was looming over. Specifically after the culprit backed right into him.

His reaction? More violent than necessary, probably. The boy who'd backed into him was hit before an apology could have been said. Not just once.. Twice. Three times. Yuma even had a hold on them to keep them still while he attacked. The two girls who'd panicked by now were trying to get Yuma to stop before he'd shoved them aside as well and finally just dropped the boy and watched as the three gathered themselves to run off moments after.

"Hey... Azusa..."

Perhaps due to his prior agitation, Yuma ended up giving his younger brother a swift kick to the side first as opposed to helping him up. Whether or not Azusa replied to him, another kick was offered before he scoffed under his breath.

"Get up already, idiot... You're wasting my time."

Only then did he kneel next to the younger, a surprisingly gentle notion being offered next as he moved a hand to brush strands of hair out of Azusa's face.

" Now. Or I'll leave you behind."

#eskhara #frw event

talentedfingers-blog

haha what's going on here [yuma]

When the sun begins to filter through the blinds of his room, the blue eyes blink when the light hit his eyelids. Groggy, the blond opens his eyes, and he groans, annoyed at the start of yet another wasteful day greeting him with too much sunshine. Ah, well, it doesn’t matter. Turning his head over, the teen slowly sits up, and the lethargic eyes look around his surroundings.

… Surely, something wasn’t right… Obviously, since this didn’t even look like the room Shu was use to sleeping in. No, this isn’t even his own bed now that he looks at it. He blinks again at the room, and he stands up from the bed whilst rubbing the back of his head in confusion. His eyes weren’t definitely deceiving him… How odd, where is he…? One thing he definitely noticed, as opposed to the constant sounds of vehicles passing outside of the window, he can hear almost nothing; peaceful silence with the occasional song from birds.

“… The hell…” The blond mumbles to himself, trying to recollect what is going on, and where he is. For the most part- this isn’t the Sakamaki mansion, and this isn’t Kairos. Tch, what a pain, really. Why was he even bothering trying to figure out what is going on in the first place. It’s quiet, so maybe he can use it to his advantage to maybe sleep or something.

Well, that nice thought was suddenly stopped when he heard someone stir in the other bed in the same room… Oh… Someone else was here too [not like he actually cared, to be honest]. Finally, getting a better look at his “roommate”[?], the blue eyes widen, when he realizes who it can possibly be. Him… Huh…

“… Geez… What is going on… Why are you even here.” He thinks out loud.

#talentedfingers #shirtless icon because who even wears clothes to be d #(he is wearin bottoms tho dw)

"Nnn..."

His tomatoes.. A few should be ready to pick by now. He'd have to make a point of checking on his zucchini as well... His hand twitched as his mind worked to sort out just what it was he'd do later on in the day. Of course, getting it done meant he should probably get up... Either that or be hassled awake by one of his brothers, right? It would be troublesome if it came to that.. Gradually, he was waking himself up at least... Except...

He soon realized he wasn't alone.

Yuma's eyes shot open upon hearing another voice. A voice he knew fairly well considering just who this person was. Stirring once more, he pushed himself up a bit to look around first. This.. This wasn't his room. So.. Where was he? Staring frantically around the room a moment longer, his gaze soon fell on the source of the offending voice.

"You.."

Without thinking, he gripped the pillow he was previously lying on before flinging it in the other's direction. "What the hell are you doing here?!" Dragging his own ass out of bed came first before he was already storming across the short distance to the other's bed. Whether or not Shu had enough time -- or made the effort -- to recover from the pillow attack, Yuma was already making a grab for the other.

"What did you do, you idiot! Stupid Sakamaki NEET! Why are we here,HUH?!"

Only then did he actually get a glance out the window of the room they were sharing(?). His rough actions came to a halt and he shoved Shu back onto his bed before going and gluing himself to the window. Looking this way and that, it finally seemed to sink in.

"PARALIA?!-- IS THAT WHERE WE ARE?!.. OI, ANSWER ME, NEET!"

Again, without a moment's hesitation, he'd practically leaped at the other... Ready to throw a punch... Or had he already thrown one? Anyone could believe he was overreacting but...

Honestly.

Who the HELL was going to take care of his garden if he was here?

SLIDES IN yoom I WANT THE K

Forceful Kiss

A kiss with a fist was all the more rewarding, but today...

Today, Yuma couldn't help but mess with Heine. It pissed him off how this guy could get and in a situation where he was pushed back a bit during a fight, an idea came to mind. One that was daring compared to just another punch.. After a bit more of a struggle, Yuma had managed to force the other back just enough to lean down enough to force a kiss onto the other. A kiss like this was his specialty.. No affection involved just violence. If it was enough to get Heine off guard than it was more than worth it.

Even if he just had a second, he'd have Heine on the ground within the next and..

Yuma dragged his sleeve over his mouth with a grumble and tenderly touched any spots that might have been sore on his face and body. What a pain...

"Kah!-- Did you like that or something? How lewd of you."

"You've caused me enough trouble already. Stuuuupid."

#kerberosspine

i want the k(a wink)

Eyelid Kiss

"Wh—- Azusa?!"

A little groggy, Yuma stirred from his sleep.. Just as he almost whacked his younger brother with his arm as he rolled over. He caught himself fortunately, having noticed the younger had crawled into his bed at some point last second. “Jeez.. Idiot..” The nerve. There was absolutely no reason for him not to literally throw the younger out of his bed for being so troublesome. Yet, he just threw part of his blanket over him and leaned in to give him a nudge on the nose.. And then a kiss meant for his forehead—

"Gh..—"

At least Azusa had closed his eyes at that point. An affectionate notion followed by a huff and Yuma rolled over once more.

"Go to sleep now, stupid. If I wake up and you’re still here I’ll be mad."

#eskhara

icon change even tho my bros are lil bULLY SCRUBS

#ooc #tbd #i'm crying i honestly don't remember when this ha ppen ed

the-whitebambi

Sleepy Yuma ~ ♥ ディアラバ落書き by くろあ

※Permission to upload this was given by the artist.

wheezes anna is a wee child u dont have to generate a number rather than just pick an..... option that is not awk. but gimme the K yuma

Forehead Kiss

Kids. He drew the line at kids.

"...."

That didn't mean he'd go back on this though. "Why do y'gotta be so damn small.. Come here." Though he drew the line at kids, didn't mean he was exceptionally careful with them either. Without warning, he hoisted Anna up to his eye level, staring at her a moment before he lowered her just enough to give her a kiss on the forehead.

"There. Jeez."

With that, he set her down once more and waved her off.

"Get lost, alright?"

#auraesque

'i want the k' if thats ok!!!

Cheek Kiss

"Who the hell are you anyway?"

"If you're into getting kisses from people you don't know that's not my business. Hah! Are you a pervert? Attracted to this large body of mine? Makes sense at least. Well, whatever."

Roughly, Yuma grasped the other's chin and jerked his face to the side a bit. Leaned down.. And placed a quick kiss onto the other's cheek before letting him go with a scoff.

"There. Pervert."

#protecteverycat

mxkami

been around the world, don't speak the language

Arbitrarily, this isn’t in his best interests — it never really is, but he does it anyway. Plus, it isn’t as if he has any other better way to spend the day, and to miss out on a daily part of his ‘routine’ would be detrimental. Crouching down in a shaded region of the park, where tree meets forest and not many people stray, he extends a hand to a stray kitten, a sliver of cooked meat within the center of his palm. The creature’s warm familiarity with him is apparent, in the way that it bounds up to him without hesitation, nearly rolling over itself in its excitement. As it chews, he brings his hand up, giving it a small pat on its fluffy head.

Having entered the idol industry right after his graduation from high school a year ago, he’s all but forgotten the structured rhythm that students live by; it takes but a grand total of five minutes from the park to go from silent to noisy. The change grates on him irritatingly, and he finds himself mildly annoyed at the sounds of distant chatter that penetrate through the thick shield of foliage. But he usually remains relatively undisturbed, which is why it surprises him when he hears the crunch of leaves underfoot that aren’t his own, and he whirls around instantly, lifting his chin to identify the boy standing several feet away.

”…What do you think you’re staring at?” Heterochrome eyes narrow in a defensive glance, at the boy who stops next to him. Placing his palms on his knees, he hoists himself up, only to find himself still looking upwards. He tiptoes a bit, trying, with a dissatisfied scowl plastered plainly on his expression, to outdo the other; but after seeing that his plan would fail anyway, he leans back down on his heels, allowing an exasperated sigh to escape as he shifts his gaze away. "Fine, fine. But don’t you dare say a word about this to anyone else, you got that?”