Take this rotten world and make it beautiful

❆ Yusuke Kitagawa ❆ Affiliated with Assassin's Academy ❆ Open to indies and other affiliations ❆

[paintingfeverdreams]

coatlzin:

      Lucoa isn’t sure what it is about this school, that just makes all her little school fantasies come true. She gets to wear a cute uniform, feel important and educate all sorts of people. Though it was never in Lucoa’s vision that she’d be teaching at an academy to train to kill other people, she can’t complain. Free housing, plenty of things to eat and she’s even getting paid for extra things she may want on the side.

   Such desirable objects, include what she’s carrying today. Books, trinkets and a few shopping bags of some cute clothes. Naturally, like most dragons, Lucoa is a bit of a hoarder; just a little one anyways. So it’s to no surprise that her field of vision is blocked with so many items in her arms– and not even a bigger surprise when she trips over her own two feet and starts falling forward.

      Luckily, there is something to cushion her fall, her items scattering across the ground… and her breasts pushed up against something soft and quietly screaming.

   “ Oh… Oh, sorry…! ” She’s quick to get off the person she fell on top of, almost smothering them with her breasts.

      “ I didn’t hurt you, did I…? ”

@paintingfeverdreams

It’s not an issue for Yusuke to keep good attendance, but mentally, he’s truant. He doesn’t want to assassinate anyone. All he has room for in his head and his heart is the desire to paint--can’t they see that? After all, it was they who brought them here, whoever they may be. It must be an error, but Yusuke would rather not get in trouble. He can handle the bare minimum to get by. Besides which, he has heard that the punishments can be rather...harsh.  Regardless of what type of school this is, nothing has stopped Yusuke from lugging around a few of his supplies. Unfortunately, he had managed to fail at keeping the zipper of his old and overused bag from coming undone. In the effort to keep his supplies from falling out and stopping to pick up a few strays, he comes into a head-on collision with someone--something?--impossibly soft and smothering.  Knocked prone and unable to breathe, Yusuke can only yell into the void of squish, in hopes that his cries will be heard.  As soon as he can breathe again, Yusuke is quick to prioritize his art supplies. 

“Yes, yes, I am quite...alright...” He finally takes a moment to actually look at the perpetrator, only to be dumbfounded.  “What a remarkable figure! How is this possible? No, no, I mustn’t gawk...but this is astounding! Excuse me, miss, but could I possibly persuade you into becoming my model...?” 

[paintingfeverdreams]

shirakansuu:

paintingfeverdreams:

It’s odd to suddenly disappear from one place and reappear in another location entirely. Yusuke wouldn’t consider himself to be completely desensitized to it, especially when it happens without his consent. Everything became foggy ever since he received a strange letter, with no recollection of anything else up to this point. It’s mysterious and somewhat annoying, but with that, he gets the sense that he is not in any immediate danger. Maybe. Hopefully. 

It’s only after further investigation that Yusuke learns he has been assigned to a new dorm of sorts, with housemates included. Maybe they would have a better understanding of this situation. 

“…Excuse me. You’ve been brought here too, correct? Do you know what is going on? I’m already a student at another school, and I don’t remember agreeing to this sort of thing…” 

Ruby, regrettably, wouldn’t have had much to say either. All she really knows is what’s in the letter she’d received herself, from reading it several times over to let it sink in that she’s in an unfamiliar place without any sign of her friends.

At least everything she needs is in her room.

Unable to shake off the fear that something bad might be waiting for her outside of her room, she tentatively takes a step forward, then another, then another. It begins to seem a bit less likely for something to jump out, although even the slightest creak makes her jump - as does the question she’s asked out of the blue.

She’s not even a day in, and she has to talk to a man she’s never met before.

He doesn’t seem threatening, even if she has to look up in fear, though when she tries to say something after a long, awkward silence all that comes out is useless stuttering.

So she takes off with an ear-splitting screech.

Yusuke is confused, of course. In fact, he’s not so sure how to handle someone socially awkward, even more than himself. He flinches at the sound of her scream, and helplessly calls out after her. 

“M-miss...? Wait...! I truly do not mean any harm...” Is it his height? Does the poor girl suffer from fears of stranger danger? Yusuke cannot fathom what he did to scare her so badly, but as it looks as though they will be sharing a living space, this simply cannot continue.  He slowly and carefully follows her in the direction she’s run off in, although she must have gotten pretty far by now--possibly back to her room? Yusuke does not want to startle her again, so he calls out once more. 

“Miss? Are you still around? ...oh, this building does have a delightful wood floor, I am just now noticing...Ah, but I do hope we can speak face to face. I’m not very good at narrating, but I hope that if you know what it is I am doing, it will not frighten you. All I am doing is taking steps. Right, left, right, left...I believe I am outside of one of the bedrooms. No, this one is mine...Would you please come out?” 

[paintingfeverdreams]

excitavit:

paintingfeverdreams:

“That’s not very beautiful of you.” 

She’s gonna do it.

The artwork is for display only. 

[paintingfeverdreams]

excitavit:

“I wonder what’ll happen if I tug on Inari’s tail.“

“That’s not very beautiful of you.” 

[paintingfeverdreams]

sapiosexualinformant:

paintingfeverdreams

Where could he even begin? For one, the timeline of events in his memory feel somewhat unorganized. He can’t place the exact point he met Izaya, or any of the other things that transpired for that matter, but that doesn’t necessarily matter, either. He has to be certain that it is by the perfect grace of fate that he is able to be with Izaya once again. 

“It was marvelous. I’m making it a point to remember to eat now. It interrupts my flow, but it gives me enough energy to continue as I see fit. I don’t get as many headaches at the canvas, anyway…But aside from that, it feels like time hasn’t passed at all since the last time I saw you. I hope you are taking good care of yourself.” 

“You could always eat on the go, you know, though that isn’t the best. I’m sure you’ve filled out quite healthily. It’s good to know you’ve been working on being better to your body.” Not that I wasn’t hard on it, too. That sentiment could be true just about every way it could be construed, actually…

“Oh, you know me. The picture of psycho-physical health, always at work.”

“...So in other words, you’re not taking care of yourself.” Yusuke states the obvious, as if he even has the room to criticize; as if he is now an expert on the matter just for adding a few more calories to his own diet. 

“Being healthy has its own beauty to it, you know. I realize there is much you wish to accomplish, but you’ll overwork yourself to an early death at this rate...I only say this out of concern for you.” 

[paintingfeverdreams]

excitavit:

“Ehh, Inari’s there too?!“

“...Is that a problem?”

[paintingfeverdreams]

sharksnskulls started following you 

“Oh? You’re here too? It seems we have transferred to the same school arbitrarily and without recollection of doing so. How nice.” 

[ydotome]

Joker and Fox

[kouhii]

I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU ATLUS, YOU COWARDS

[theturquoisereflection]

Akira’s proficiency is my new aesthetic

[paintingfeverdreams]

sapiosexualinformant:

paintingfeverdreams

“Ah, Izaya-kun? …It’s always a pleasure seeing you, as well. I only regret the time apart. How have you been?” 

“The same as always, of course. And you, Yusuke? Has you time away treated you well?”

Where could he even begin? For one, the timeline of events in his memory feel somewhat unorganized. He can’t place the exact point he met Izaya, or any of the other things that transpired for that matter, but that doesn’t necessarily matter, either. He has to be certain that it is by the perfect grace of fate that he is able to be with Izaya once again. 

“It was marvelous. I’m making it a point to remember to eat now. It interrupts my flow, but it gives me enough energy to continue as I see fit. I don’t get as many headaches at the canvas, anyway...But aside from that, it feels like time hasn’t passed at all since the last time I saw you. I hope you are taking good care of yourself.” 

[paintingfeverdreams]

It’s odd to suddenly disappear from one place and reappear in another location entirely. Yusuke wouldn’t consider himself to be completely desensitized to it, especially when it happens without his consent. Everything became foggy ever since he received a strange letter, with no recollection of anything else up to this point. It’s mysterious and somewhat annoying, but with that, he gets the sense that he is not in any immediate danger. Maybe. Hopefully. 

It’s only after further investigation that Yusuke learns he has been assigned to a new dorm of sorts, with housemates included. Maybe they would have a better understanding of this situation. 

“...Excuse me. You’ve been brought here too, correct? Do you know what is going on? I’m already a student at another school, and I don’t remember agreeing to this sort of thing...” 

[angelnamine]

[joker-arewethereyet]

[crimpeekodraws]

been playing P5

[paintingfeverdreams]

--this blog is presently unaffiliated but open to interactions! that is all <3 

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sapiosexualinformant:

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“If it isn’t my favorite face..”

“Ah, Izaya-kun? ...It’s always a pleasure seeing you, as well. I only regret the time apart. How have you been?”