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I’m so tired. I’ve been doing homework for class all day. I really want to work on my TG fanfic, and am thinking of plot-centric stuff for the young Muta shenanigans. I wanna just sit and be creative in a way that isn’t for work ;~;
I’m having so many feelings about Uta’s wedding omg.
mimupyr:
The scent of blood was near impossible to miss , even when it was that of her own kind. It provoked the same reason as a human did , a grumbling stomach that was as painful as it was loud && a salivating mouth that urged hard swallows. She cared little for if it be ghoul or human , fond of the bitter taste && adoring the sweet favour ――― so naturally come the aroma she can hardly prevent herself from following it. ( 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 , ) eyes roll briefly , irritated at the sight of another looming over the carcass. ( 𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐎 ) who had been as kind as to offer open arms , && so killing him was off the table … For the time being at least. ( 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐃 … 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 ) but alas , such was not to be the case. She all but watches , singular hand clutching at the material that covered her stomach , oh how hungry was she.
A stare , unwavering even as attention shifts to her. She moves not an inch , even when beckoned. ( 𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 , ) as the streets had been her home since the tender age of ten , where the title of infamy was earned ――― && rightly so for she was as callous as she was silent. ( 𝐈 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 ) where strength be everything , power the only means of survival in such a barren ward. Yet what was she to fear ? Nothing she would dare to say , absolutely nothing. So , steps were taken && the offering was accepted ; teeth sinking into flesh without shame , uncaring for the blood that stained her features && dripped from her hands. ( 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 , 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 ) cruel , even for a ghoul , to feast upon their own && enjoy the savoury taste. yet she did , she did without a twinge of guilt.
The bones be all that is left , discarded with lack of care , before tongue dance over digits in an attempt to lap up all that stained them. A fleeting glance of crimson && black optics is spared to the other , where his positioning was copied. ( 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ? 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ? 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 ) with a tilt of head her hand is extended , fingers touching his chest with enough force to knock him off balance. It sparks amusement in her eyes , her widened eyes , && draws a crooked smile to stained lips.
Uta is a little perturbed when the ghoul hesitates to come to his side. He is not used to opposition, not even when it comes from this stranger, and he huffs slightly. Though, his mouth tilts in a smile when she creeps forwards, taking the appendage from his fingers.
Her hesitance reminds him of Maiko’s and she too had not known who he was, had trespassed on Uta’s own hunting grounds, which stretched far and wide into the 4th ward. She’d paid him in blood, and later had dared to capture his heart in her teeth, cradling him there for all time. Now, he shared his hunting grounds openly with the little fox, though he had a sneaking suspicion she was loosening his laws
This little alleyway was his favorite though, drunken men and ghouls alike came to relieve themselves from their stupor, and Uta could leap onto them like a lithe unsuspecting jungle cat, tear the flesh from their throats and bask in his kill.
He watches the young ghoul’s mouth sink into the flesh, and he smiles, eyes dancing sharply. She eats luxuriantly and the notion pleases the ward leader.
❝I swear, ❞ he says to no one in particular, ❝ Damn fox is making a fool outta me. ❞
He says it as if it’s a complaint, but in truth, he doesn’t mind that Maiko’s gentle nature has rubbed off on him a little. She’d been pretty excited about the discovery of this new ghoul, and if Uta had to guess, she’d informed the stranger that his territory was ‘safe’ for her to eat in.
When she copies his stance, hand moving forward to nudge him almost playfully, he nearly laughs aloud, eyes dancing in amusement. Bold little thing, wasn’t she?
❝My name’s Uta. ❞ He says after a moment, ❝ Did my little Maiko-chan lead you here? Tch, that’s so like her. You’re lucky she’s so sweet. I’m the leader of the 4th ward, if you want more, go ahead and eat, never know where you’ll get your next meal around here. ❞
To me…. he is still a special client
@mimupyr
Big curious eyes follow Uta’s own dark ones, and he clucks his tongue almost fondly at the little young girl. Another one of Maiko’s strays, he can’t help but allow himself to smile at the sight of her watching him, and with a careless ease, he rips the arm off of the deceased ghoul at his feet.
He disliked the act of killing, that much was certainly true, though now, as his hands were stained with gore, he couldn’t help but feel amused, tongue darting out of his mouth not unlike a snake to lap c a r e l e s s l y at the warm blood that flecked the corner of his mouth.
What was her name?
Maiko had mentioned it.
Ah yes. Mari.
Mari stood near the edge of the alley. Uta’d since learned that it was easier to communicate with the younger ghouls if he was eye level with them, and she was not an exception. Uta kneels down on his haunches, beckoning the girl over to his side with a barely veiled amusement, crooking his finger in a come hither motion.
❝Hungry?❞ he asks, extending the appendage towards the girl. ❝Relax, I’m a friend of Maiko-chan’s after all.❞
Like for a young Uta starter!~
Please specify muse! <3
❝You have to have patience, knitting takes time. It’s meditative, don’t you think? ❞
hemofoxes asked “" tell me words of encouragement so I dont murder someone " - kaito”
Teenage angst was a hell of a drug, Uta decides, gazing at his son thoughtfully. He reaches out a slender hands to ruffle his hair, hand pausing to affectionately cuff the boy’s cheek, thumb passing tenderly under the edge of his eye.
❝ Please, don’t go where Mamako and I can’t follow, besides, I can promise there is no Osakan cooking in Cochlea. ❞
“i cannot live with you nor without you.”
I’m going to have him make masks for all of us today.
happy bday, you liar <3
music - Liars - Mask Maker
** platonic / familial sentence starters.
“ i enjoy talking to you. your mind appeals to me. ”
“ if you live to be a hundred, i want to live a hundred minus one day so i would never have to live a day without you. ”
“ i could listen to you ramble all day. ”
“ everything that happens it better when you’re here. ”
“ don’t you read your messages ? we have a friend emergency. ”
“ if you called at 3am, i’d always answer. ”
“ i’ll bring you tea with honey. i know that always makes you feel better. ”
“ i brought sweets and chocolate. ”
“ just get in the pillow fort, okay ? ”
“ i cooked it for you. it may not be edible, but it’s the thought, right ? ”
“ come for a drive with me ? i need to clear my head. ”
“ your mom let me in. ”
“ i made you pancakes to cheer you up. ”
“ sometimes i want to punch you in the throat. but i love you. ”
“ i missed you. ”
“ remind me why we decided this was a good idea ? ”
“ i heard you crying through the door. everything okay ? ”
“ they don’t deserve someone as amazing as you. ”
“ tell me words of encouragement so i don’t murder someone. ”
“ it’s my job to take care of you. ”
“ family isn’t always who you’re born with. it’s also who you’d die for. ”