stay with me.

indie ryoba aishi from yansim. written by alex.

[lnplainsight]

pacifanxiety.

“O-oh! I hope that Mr. Aishi’s okay with that..”

Naoko smiled, a bit worried.

Ayano’s father was never slightly by Naoko herself since said man was always at work. But on occasions, he does show up at the park or playground to keep an eye watch on Ayano and Naoko whenever they played together, but that’s about it. But, the only she could remember about him was the always anxious glance on Ayano, somewhat yet protective? 

She wanted ask, but she doesn’t wanted to bother him since he always stress-tired from all the work that he given by.

“I’m okay! My brother has been finding a job recently, my mother’s has recovering a bit from depression… and my father…”

Her voice quietened down at her mention of her father. She doesn’t want to mention it again, she really doesn’t mention it again! She really doesn’t remember what happened at the airport! 

Naoko’s head hung down to avoid the the tip of her lips curled down into an upsetting frown.

“A-actually.. I really don’t want to talk about my father..”

“Again..”

       [ in this moment, it seems all eyes are on her; ryoba          listens attentively, patiently waiting for naoko to          either finish what she was saying or change her          mind. she’s not at all disappointed or upset she          opted against it. ]

        “that’s okay,” she adds, voice softer than before;       [ she’s willing to take that as an answer without         necessitating much thought, and she really doesn’t         mind; she’s only really curious what he did. she         attempts to soothe her with a gentle smile, placing         her hand on her shoulder delicately. ]

          “you really don’t have to, okay, naoko? tell me on            your own time... if you ever want to, I mean. I            wouldn’t mind, you know.”

       [ she slides her thumb back and forth before allowing          her hand to slide off, but her smile still remains. ]

            “I’m glad everything’s okay otherwise, naoko.”

[lnplainsight]

pacifanxiety.

“O-oh, no, I recognized you! It’s a coincidence to meet you here, Mrs. Aishi!”

It’s an unexpected to meet her crush  Ayano’s mother at rainy day like this. Since she was the little cheerful girl that she used to be, whenever she come to Ayano’s place, or waiting with her after kindergarten ended, she always see the devoted  woman in front of her; feeling slight chills on her body upon seeing those mysterious, yet lovely dark eyes of hers.

“So.. how’s your you and your husband doing today..? A-and also, Ayano’s as well..!”

@lnplainsight

((hey sorry not for replying yesterday, i’ve been busy with schoolwork.. ^-^;))

      [ it’s easy to set aside much of her security with         naoko, having come to trust her, thanks to her         many visits when ayano was a child. ]       [ she smiles warmly, easing herself into a relaxed         demeanor. she’s relieved she was recognized -         she almost thought she wouldn’t have been. ]

     “we’re good,” she comments, almost absently,      “my husband has been having a few troubles          here and there with work, something about          his boss shorting his pay.. I love the man dearly,          but sometimes I think he could be less of a          pushover, you know? and ayano’s been alright,          I think... she doesn’t speak with me much anymore,          since she found him.”

       [ not that she can blame her; she remembers having          done the same to her own mother upon finding her          own partner. it was hard to explain, that’s all. ]

      “what about you, naoko-chan? everything been           okay for you?”

[lnplainsight]

tag dump part 1!

[lnplainsight]

      “-- oh, hello.. naoko, is it?”

    [ usually she doesn’t manage to make conversation,       especially not after they moved away; it was by no       means an intentional meeting. ]

     “you’re back.” somewhat surprised. “I don’t know          if you recognize me. I’m ryoba - ayano’s mother?          I almost didn’t recognize you, you’ve.. grown, since          then.”

@pacifanxiety. sc.

[lnplainsight]

lookit my precious bby

[lnplainsight]

yanmom -> lnplainsight.

[chopperpirate]

With that, he placed his hoof back into her hand, allowing the sociopath to lead the way. If she was waiting for provocation before murder, she would certainly find it difficult. Chopper was too kind and trusting to suspect anything, and too cowardly to act unless an innocent was in danger. Even if all the signs showed themselves, he was the type who would fool himself into believing a reassuring lie rather than an inconvenient truth. How strange that a powerful monster on the level of your average DC Superhero would be intimidated by normal, yet psychotic, humans.

“There’d better be candy where we’re going!” He warned, his tone somewhat playful in its seriousness, as if a child warning of stakes in a game before engaging. “The sweeter the better!”

[lnplainsight]

        [ a short, sweet laugh poured from her lips as digits wrap           around chopper’s hoof; she’s beginning to set aside just           how inconvenienced she felt. by no means did she expect           something so strange to occur, never-mind in the circumstances           that it had, yet she supposed that’s the thrill of it. still, who           was she to dwell on another’s actions, when her own           should be wearing down on her shoulders &&. weren’t? ]

          “oh, I’m sure there’ll be plenty of candies for you to sink            your teeth into!” equally serious in an ironic way, though          [ her own seriousness contrasts unpleasantly against his            playfulness. at least she hasn’t strangled him yet. ]

[lnplainsight]

breveacroama.

“Oh, whoa. Well, that’s not good at all then. C’mon, let’s get you to security.They should be able to help then. The least they could do is set you in the right direction, maybe. Just follow me, okay?”

Ah, beautifully naive Len. The boy smiled before turning and starting back from the lot towards the building. “He must really hate being stuck inside to be running away, but it’s just not safe if it’s like you said. Hey, ma’am– are you from Japan, too?”

     [ well, that was easy. it was the very first thing that       came to mind with the boy’s reception to her lie; she       supposed she shouldn’t have been surprised; after       all, the realistic lies were the easiest to believe. ]      [ she followed behind him all the same, continuing to        play up the facade of a worried friend, while promising        herself she’d strangle the bastard when she got he        hands on him. ]

      “absolutely!! I always loved it here, I really don’t know        why anyone would want to move away.. oh well.”      [ a tired sigh as eyes pan away, taking in her surroundings,        just in case. ]

      “hey, I.. I really appreciate this. you should get paid        more, you’re really kind.” white lies.

[lnplainsight]

breveacroama.

“Black hair and a hat…” Len hummed, taking a quick look around. “I hadn’t seen anyone by that description, but if you’re real worried, I can take you to security and they can check the cameras for you. Would you be okay with that?”

      “that would be perfect, actually!”     [ a bit too ecstatic, considering her inquiry. charcoal orbs       settle on the boy, brows knitting together, almost as though       she’d just remembered what she was doing. this wasn’t       her intention, but perhaps it could work in her favor after       all. ]

     “I just.. he got hurt pretty bad not too long ago, and he’s       not really in any condition to be wandering. doctor said       to keep an eye on him, and, well..” a convincing enough       lie, she hopes. “I.. shouldn’t’ve lost him like I did, really.”

[lnplainsight]

chopperpirate.

Chopper took in her words with a big grin on his face, squealing in delight at the thought of making a new friend. Her kind exterior made his doubts fade away quickly, no longer considering that she could be viewing him objectively as a rare animal or piece of nature that should be judged for what she could take from it. Only sincere friendship seemed to be in her eyes.

“Alrighty! I was going to my tent, but since I have a friend, maybe you could show me an even cooler place in this town to hang out at!” Trusting her judgement, he gazed at her weirdly soulless eyes, his own shimmering with light and innocence. In all likelihood, they were both underestimating each other.

      [ how predictable. it was exactly as everybody else         thought; this woman can’t be harmful, right? and she         couldn’t be. not unless she’s provoked; not unless she         wants to; and as she peers at the deer-like creature,         eyes narrow as it spends time being ecstatic. it’s so         hard to be so friendly, and she’s already disliking this         entire idea. already hoping this damned creature would         just leave, and yet no, why would it? ]

        “absolutely,” she said, failing to match his exuberance,        [ as expected; once again, she offers a saccharine smile          that does not fail to cover her true feelings. ]

[kokona-octodogs]

How I picture a young Ryoba… Huh? What blood? This is just tomato juice…

[breveacroama]

@yanmom

“Miss? You’re…on private property. Can I help you?”

[lnplainsight]

     “um - yes, actually! I was wondering if you’ve seen       a man with black hair and a hat, looking -- lost. he’s       an old friend of mine, and I’m so worried about him..”

[lnplainsight]

Child Ayano: Can I shank a bitch?

Ryoba: Yes.

Yan-Dad: WAIT WHAT NO THAT'S NOT HOW YOU PARENT-

[iceangel0203]

Is not it cute when mother and daughter share time together?

[lnplainsight]

chopperpirate.

Something was off about her eyes upon closer inspection. It shook Chopper’s heart, though only for a moment. The kind of lapse where one isn’t certain if what they felt was fear or just a weird fluke of the senses. With his life, being overly cautious was just a bad habit, often times sensing evil without noticing.

Of course, with the smile he was given and the gentle grasp of her hand, it was difficult to feel like she was dangerous. His surrogate mother was very strict and aloof despite truly loving Chopper. As such, he couldn’t pin down that the aura this woman gave off, the one that calmed him in contrast to her underlying nature, was a motherly one. Chopper enjoyed the warmth of a living being’s hand around his hoof. As she held it, the fur around the hoof likely felt warm, while the hoof itself was light and its arm scrawny. This likely made her believe him to be weak, though it was a common mistake.

His surprised expression quickly changed back to a cheery grin, hoping to match her own friendliness. Already his mind filled with ideas of how to spend the day with his first new friend in a while. “I’m lonely!” His tone sure didn’t show the sorrow and boredom that came with loneliness. Only excitement. “Is this a bad time?”

     [ the feeling she got from him is familiar in a way, yet        so drastically different - something searing inside of        her as colorless orbs stared down at him, full of rage        and mind-numbing hate. she can vividly remember the        last time she truly thought something was annoying        and getting in the way; it was when the journalist had        even considered stepping between her and her ultimatum. ]

     [ and yet she does as she did then - a smile splits her lips,        feigning a look of elation, if only because she thinks it’ll        get him to leave sooner, and without incident, no less. ]

       “bad time? oh, no. not at all!”

[axureerheeid-deactivated2021032]

Playing around with stuff while watching yandere-dev stream! /o/

[lnplainsight]

chopperpirate.

@yanmom

This seemed like a nice town thus far. Despite what Chopper had heard about this town being almost too boring and normal, Chopper honestly didn’t find anything worth complaining about. Then again, he tried to lay low for most of his stay in this place. The reason being that most people he came across in this world were critical of his appearance.

Chopper couldn’t exactly blame them. After all, an anthropomorphized reindeer was pretty abnormal, no matter what standards were being used to define it. Japan was a bad place to be. It was a country known for being superstitious. A cute little reindeer could easily be interpreted as a demon taking a presentable form to fool the populace.

With a squeak emitting from each step of his hooves, Chopper let out a small sigh. The pain of boredom dulled his physical exhaustion, letting him forget about how tired he was. His maroon colored shorts had a bit of dirt on them. It was likely from a brawl or some other type of outdoor activity. Given the location, perhaps Chopper was merely defending himself. Judging from the brief moment of sighing, his voice seemed to be soft, reminiscent of a child’s. He didn’t sound older than an eleven year old.

Something caught his attention. A young woman with a certain aura about her. Maybe this was a more approachable person. Chopper couldn’t exactly tell what he was sensing. With an excited grin, he ran toward the adorable human.

Chopper stopped in front of this woman, tilting his head upward. Hopefully, she had noticed him by this point. While full of abnormalities, his blue nose was almost certain to catch her eye before any other detail. Perhaps the brace around his left antler would catch her eye as well. This brace keeping his broken antler attached after a brutal beating when he was younger. Chopper’s friendly grin made his warm intentions implicit. Eager to engage, the boy placed small, rock hard hoof atop the woman’s knee, attempting to lower her gaze toward him as a result. “Hello there!” These were the only two words he’d excitedly cheered out, awaiting a response before doing anything else.

     [ she doesn’t react as intensely as was likely expected,        though a moment is spent wondering where a reindeer        came from, and furthermore, why it had clothes on. the        brace was also curious, but nowhere near as strange        as his nose. ]      [ at first, she considers the possibility the poor thing found        an open paint can and inspected it a bit too closely, though        she’s better off not guessing. ]      [ perhaps the strangest part was its’.. ability to speak. ]

     [ she takes hold of its’ hoof before sliding her foot back,        her grip delicate, with no intention to hurt him whatsoever.        she took in a breath, astonished she was going to talk to        something she doubts is sentient. regardless however,        she offers her response. ]

       “hey there, lil guy.”