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attacka you with a branch . fucking kill and smasha you on a rock
* crawls back into the hole from whence i came *
( antifoil . )
𝚃𝙸 𝚃𝚄𝙾𝙱𝙰 𝙺𝙽𝙸𝙷𝚃 𝙾𝚃 𝙴𝙺𝙸𝙻 𝚃'𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙴𝙷 , 𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙳𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙸𝚃 ,
but ayano was a coward in many ways . as the title of ‘ PHANTOM THIEF ‘ branded deeper and deeper yet into his skin , he found himself squirming more against it . all this responsibility .. he often forgot he was still in high-school . he often forgot sometimes he needed breaks . he often wanted to just throw it all away .
he often thought that was cowardly .
summer was rolling into a close , and the demands for more just kept coming and coming . admittedly , futaba took a lot of the weight off of him and the rest of the team , but it was hard to notice when every waking moment of his life was consumed with “ phantom thieves this ! “ and “ phantom thieves that ! “ . ayano wanted to just be at peace and relax for an afternoon . this was one of the rare times he had actually visited yusuke’s dorm .
he didn’t have much room to comment on it’s state , seeing as a cramped apartment with a drunkard reporter wasn’t exactly quality living . eyes would flutter owlishly as his companion’s voice cut through his thoughts ; he sheepishly moved out the way . “ my bad . “ should he tell him the truth or just frame it as something else ? he knew yusuke would have his company regardless ; they got along quite well . well , as well as ayano could get along with any of his team really . the disconnect never truly went away . it was the shame of admitting it that bothered him ; the idea his image as leader was skewed in an ironic way . he let the other’s inquiry hang in the stagnant air for a few moments . “ i wanted to see how you were coming along with your paintings . “ not entirely a lie . “ i have some time to kill , so … “ did that make it seem like he wasn’t hard at work ?
yusuke had grown used to ascetic living over the years – this was quite clearly on display in his dorm room , which was furnished with only the bare essentials of living and studying . there was a simple desk against the wall where sat a small lamp , and a bed pushed into the corner , covers pulled back and unmade . a desk chair and the stool where he sat to paint . white walls and wood floors .
the only notable feature of the small room where yusuke resided was the abundance of canvases that littered the space ; hung on the walls , propped up against the firmament , stacked one on top of the other on the floor . he felt little shame at the scattered canvases – why shouldn’t an artist live surrounded by his passion? – but most of the created art was ... lackluster , to say the least . how embarrassing , to have hit an artistic slump in such an integral time . how embarrassing , to have such little progress to show the leader he held in such high regard when he inquired .
❛ ah , well ... ❜ yusuke set his brush down on the paint tray , which was a mess of smeared, ugly colors , and sighed . ❛ i am sorry to say it , but i am ... struggling , i suppose . i have been rather lacking in inspiration as of late . while i truly appreciate your interest in my progress , i am afraid i have little to show you . i apologize for wasting your time in such a fashion, if proper art is what you’re here to see . ❜
lempereurs:
forget baja blast …. how much bang energy would it take to kill ur muse <3
fucked up if true
forget baja blast .... how much bang energy would it take to kill ur muse <3
how much baja blast would it take to kill your muse?
good morning, I still love Yusuke Kitagawa
started working on a google doc !! sorry for lurking all night i’m tired :(
❝ 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄 !
❛ i have been considering ... ❜ two of yusuke’s fingers drum lightly on the countertop in a rare display of nerves. ❛ i don’t believe you and i ever spoke beyond the most basic exchanges, before. i am ... admittedly curious. ❜ akechi has remained an enigma to him , both through and after the harrowing series of events that have comprised the past few months . like a bleeding oil painting , yusuke thinks , akechi is all blurry lines and indecipherable messages and colors at war with one - another — of this , at least , yusuke is certain . of anything else , he is not .
❛ my friends ... i understand them . i have had to learn what they truly care about , the things they hate , their ideals , their lives . you , however ... i know only of you what i’ve gleaned from your interactions with others . you make so little sense to me . i know the kind of suffering you’ve caused as a means to an end , and yet i wonder ... what would you have gained , truly ? would it have been worth it to you ? forgive my rambling — i suppose that what i am trying to ask you is why . ❜
starter call : nonjust .
the world is filled with both beauty and vice … it is time you teach people which is which !
gonna keep working on starters tomorrow and hopefully get them all finished and posted !
psa !!!!! daily reminder !!!!!!!!! i cannot read .
❛ would you please move just a bit to the side ? the light was reflecting off of my subject beautifully just before you stepped in front . ❜ his subject being a bowl of wilted-looking cherries perched on the desk in front of him, placed just left of the easel for his viewing . truthfully , he found painting still life boring and punitive — why paint such stagnancy when boundless inspiration could easily be found in the truly living and the abstract ? still , he couldn’t so easily shrug it off ; it was an assignment , after all , and kosei’s curriculum did not , unfortunately , bend to his will . ❛ are you here for any specific reason ? ah , not that i mind your presence in the slightest . ❜
starter call : antifoil .
how do you even ....... make a character google doc
♡ this for a starter !
yusuke is gay . respect muses of power