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old mother goose ; when she wanted to wander she would ride through the air; on a very fine gander indie mafia based oc - sideblog warning x

[rnothergoose]

@rnothergoose

an indie mafia based oc / penned by clover

always a wip blog, always a sideblog to suizokukans

[rnothergoose]

"I just love cute things."

[rnothergoose]

“L-Listen! Anythin’ further and we’ll get in trouble… In Club Yume, we can’t. The alley behind here, that’s fair game, but…”

Tears pricked at the corner of Yuuto’s eyes. He was trembling as he tried (and failed) to collect himself. Despite his better judgment, Yuuto threw off his coat. At this point, he was MELTING. He didn’t care if anyone saw the Yakuza tattoos on his arms anymore.

“Ugh, I’m seriously… hot… It’s all your fault, y’know! Ya better apologize…”

"Oooh? Are you implying I've gone a touch too far?" Not that it was painfully obvious or anything. He'd happily been spoiling the other man, and watching his reactions was very, very cute.

Keeping his hands to himself for the first time that night, Noa watches as the jacket flies off the host - eyebrows raising in some surprise seeing the tattoos before quickly acting ignorant. He would figure out what family was running around with those designs on a later date.

"Alright, I apologize. I shouldn't have wound a cutie puppy up so much~" He holds his hands up in the as if surrendering. "But also an alley is way too dirty - how about I take you back to my place? As an extension of my apology, of course."

[crimecourted]

It seems that Yuuto's whining is falling on deaf ears. He pouts up at the man who continues to call him a PUPPY. It's so ridiculous! How could someone as built as he is be considered something so... cute?

Yet, despite all his whining and complaining, Yuuto can't help but lean into the other's touch. Fingers running through his hair, massaging his scalp. As his eyelids grow heavy, he closes his eyes, a blissful smile on his face as he enjoys the physical affection.

It's definitely not petting.

"Hmph! If you're gon' keep callin' me that, then..." He falls silent for a moment, trying to think of a good enough retort. "I'm callin' ya a ducky! 's only fair. You're a CUTE LIL' DUCKY."

[rnothergoose]

He takes a moment to reveal in the other man's silence, happy with the temporary idea that he had in fact won this drunken argument. Of course Yuuto was cute - what person wasn't when they were so happily accepting affection from him? It was fun to spoil people once in a while.

Noa continues to carefully stroke through the host's hair, his movements only slowing down when he speaks up again. The nickname hits right into a sensitive spot, and he can't help but be suspicious for a moment, wondering if he should do something - anything -

But..

"A ducky?" He forces a laugh, although it sounds as natural as always, playfully tugging on the corner of Yuuto's ear. "Gooooooodness, maybe my little puppy has had a lot tonight! I don't think I'm like a duck at all!"

[mcflymemes]

A WHOLE BUNCH OF QUESTIONS *  assorted questions i just came up with, adjust as necessary.

where did you find this?

you really thought this would work?

was it something i said?

have you been keeping this from me the whole time?

would you help me zip this in the back?

are you paying attention to me?

when were you going to tell me the truth?

who are you, really?

will you help me lift this?

where did this even come from?

who gave you this?

where did you learn to shoot like that?

did you ever think it would come to this?

when did you know?

do you believe in ghosts?

are you telling me the truth?

does it ever stop hurting?

would you pass that to me?

would you ever consider... us?

can you turn the lights off when you go?

maybe you could give me a massage?

was that a good idea?

do you think i was too harsh?

do you realize what you just did?

when's the last time you slept?

are you mocking me?

who taught you to use a sword?

was that fun? did you have a good time?

so when are we doing that again?

will you come upstairs?

what was that sound?

did anyone follow you?

do you think we're alone?

will you stay with me? keep me company for the night?

do you regret sleeping with me?

would you take that pot off the stove for me?

would you teach me how to fight?

will you promise to tell me the truth?

why did you lie?

where did these guys come from?

should we call for help?

was that someone upstairs?

when were you supposed to be back?

could you try harder next time?

where did you find this?

what is the meaning of this?

what does the map say?

can you find an answer?

what if we run out of time?

when's the next game?

did you mean it? when you said you loved me?

why don't i believe you?

why are you making excuses?

when's the next train?

we're shit out of luck, aren't we?

why is it so cold in here?

would you please get up off your ass and help me?

was that so hard?

were you in love with me back then?

[crimecourted]

🐶 Open Starter

As the night went on, the alcohol slowly muddled the host’s thoughts. When the client went on to call him a “cute puppy”, Yuuto couldn’t help but whine. With how he was, curling up against them, he had to look up to pout at his client.

“Nah, I’ve gotta be somethin’ COOLER,” Yuuto said. As if the way he was looking up at them wasn’t the most endearing view of him. “At the very least, I’m a wolf! Ya can’t jus’ casually call a man a cute puppy…!”

[rnothergoose]

It was rare of him to decide to spend such a flourishing night out; but since it was a special occasion where he had made that decision, of course he started to splurge. Definitely a little too much though, considering how clingy his host had gotten.

"Eeeh? But you're totally a cute puppy~!" He fights whining with whining; although his stance isn't that strong, a smile appearing on his lips as his combs his hands through the other man's hair. As if petting a dog.

"Right now you're sooo cute though, you realize that? I can't think of anything else! Nope.. I think you might be cutest lap dog I've ever seen."

[rnothergoose]

"Ah, I'm so sorry - but accidents do happen, don't they? Is there any way I can repay you?"

[mjalti]

I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no

[rnothergoose]

"You never called."

"Ah... I lost my phone."

Shiiiiiiiiiit. He'd completely forgotten about this woman. He did vaguely remember a file crossing his desk with a background check on her; but there had been bigger issues to deal with it'd gotten buried somewhere in his pile of 'things to eventually read'.

"Such a shame.. I ended up dropping it somewhere on the road, and had to get a new one, and lost all my contacts." Letting out a sigh, he then shakes his head, offering her a pitiful expression.

"I'm sorry, how about we start over?"

[cryptinspo]

– 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦 !

"Don’t look back."

"I missed you."

"It’s too late."

"Please don’t go."

"You promised me."

"Who did this?"

"I forgive you."

"We were gods."

"Leave me alone."

"They found us."

"Trust me, please."

"I need help."

"Run. Don’t stop."

"It wasn’t me."

"I remember everything."

"Burn it all."

"Tell me why."

"You never called."

"It’s just rain."

"You owe me."

"She’s not breathing."

"Is that blood?"

"You were right."

"It ends now."

"We start over."

"Stay with me."

"Nothing feels real."

"I hate this."

"Do it now."

"They're watching us."

"Make it stop."

"It's not yours."

"I was waiting."

"He’s behind you."

"They’re all gone."

"Time is up."

"Bring them back."

"It’s our turn."

"This is wrong."

"Don’t let go."

"We are cursed."

"No one knows."

"You're not real."

"Don’t say it."

"I saw everything."

"Nothing ever changes."

"Call it off."

"What are you?"

"I found it."

"Let me in."

[rnothergoose]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

[oathstruck-archived]

[Mhm. You've certainly got quite the confidence in yourself. It's admirable.]

Kazuma tips his glass back, downing the rest of his drink. Kazuma also carries a fairly healthy sense of paranoia, he has to, given the life he lives. If not for his own sake, then for the sake of Tomoko.

[You know, you can just talk regularly, I'm mute, not deaf.]

[rnothergoose]

"When you're a person who has strings to pull, it does give you a bit of confidence~" There's a small, delighted hum at the end of his sentence, silver eyes casting a glance away from his companion for a moment before resting there once more.

As long as he stayed within places owned by a certain group, he could act with some pride.

"Mmm, but I thought it'd be a little fun to learn a new skill. I hope you don't mind that."

There was also some security in knowing that not everyone could read hands as easily as lips.

[oathstruck-archived]

[You know, if we keep meeting like this, people are going to talk.]

@rnothergoose

[rnothergoose]

"Yes, and?"

Whilst he usually did give way to some paranoia about his reputation - meeting with this guy wasn't doing anything he couldn't fix himself.

He pauses for a moment, using his limited knowledge to sign back.

[ If something happens. I'll fix it. ]

[rnothergoose]

[You’re staring again. Should I take that as an invitation?]

Kazuma's using sign language to communicate with the other.

Oooooooopsie. It seems he had been caught staring.

He wasn't particularly sure how his gaze had ended upon the older man - if anything, he'd just blame the (admittedly) strong rum he'd been nursing all evening. A little prize off the top shelf to treat himself for getting through the past week.

Tilting his head to the side, a smile grows on his lips as he takes a moment to mentally translate what the other had signed, before then nodding as he motions for the bartender to pour another glass.

"Of course. There's no way I can finish this all by myself~ Something like this is much better with company."

[rnothergoose]

bats eyes cutely does anyone want to interact

[thunderousmemes]

𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 

(starters inspired by too many drinks, city lights, and the kind of honesty that only comes after midnight)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆

“You look like you could use another drink… or a bad decision.”

“Don’t tell me you came here alone.”

“I’m not drunk, I’m just—emotionally flexible right now.”

“One more round, and I might actually tell you what I’m thinking.”

“I didn’t plan on running into you here.”

“You’ve got that look—like you’re either about to confess something or start a fight.”

“You’re staring again. Should I take that as an invitation?”

“You ever think about how many bad ideas start with a shot glass?”

“You dance like you’re trying to forget something.”

“It’s way past decent hours—what are you still doing out?”

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓

“You can stop pretending you’re fine. Nobody believes it after their third drink.”

“I thought you didn’t drink anymore.”

“It’s funny—liquor makes you honest, but you still can’t say what you really want, can you?”

“You shouldn’t walk home alone. I’ll come with you.”

“You always talk like this when you’ve had too much.”

“You smell like smoke and regret. It suits you.”

“Let’s make a pact—we don’t talk about this in the morning.”

“You shouldn’t have kissed me. But I’m not asking you to stop.”

“You ever get drunk enough to think the world might love you back?”

“We’re both going to regret this tomorrow, aren’t we?”

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏

“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? I’ll go first.”

“Tell me a truth—just one. The kind you’d never say sober.”

“You’re going to forget this conversation in the morning, right?”

“If I told you I missed you, would you blame the alcohol?”

“You keep drinking like you’re trying to forget something. Or someone.”

“I didn’t mean to call you. My hands just remembered your number.”

“Why are you crying? Don’t tell me it’s just the gin.”

“You said you don’t love me anymore, but you’re still here.”

“Do you ever wonder how we got this lost?”

“Sometimes, I think the night listens better than people do.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 — quiet streets, unspoken things

“I’ll walk you home. You can pretend you don’t need me to.”

“It’s too late for goodbyes, isn’t it?”

“We shouldn’t have let it get this far.”

“You can hold my hand. Just for tonight.”

“Do you ever wish you’d met me sober?”

“Don’t fall asleep yet. The world feels softer when it’s still spinning.”

“Stay until the city forgets our names.”

“You look different under the streetlights.”

“Promise me you won’t vanish when morning comes.”

“I don’t know what I’ll remember most — the taste of the drink, or you.”

[rnothergoose]

"Meeeeeeeeeeeeow."