#akirathief

[bluescarfvivi]

@akirathief​

> Is forever thinking about the Doctor Who episode about the moon.

Does she smell....

....a FELLOW WHOVIAN!? 

[somegremlin]

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              ↳ cont. from [ X ]

          ‘ Yaaay ! I’m hired ! I’m hired ! ‘

          ‘ So what if aside from that, we have ANOTHER drink who people who really don’t want to sleep even when they’re dead ? It’ll be THREE Five Hour Energies, a white Monster, the purple Rehab Monster, a six-pack of Red Bull, two Rockstars, and some mild-tasting coffee.  ‘

[tres-fidelis]

@akirathief​ | continued from here: X

A little driving quip made the monotonous, slow trip just a hair more exciting. Traffic in and around this city consisted of road closures, sudden drivers pulling off, and the typical bumper to bumper. No surprise there, coming from a city with similar highway obstacles. 

“Don’t worry, I have 10 years of good driving under my belt.” That’s definitely not counting those experimental, unsupervised driving during her pre-teen years. Wild times, that’s for sure, but definitely kept tucked underneath her suit and jacket. “Plus, if I get even one scratch or bump on this company car, it’s going to be coming right out of my paycheck. I still haven’t gotten used to the whole...right side driver, left side passenger situation either. Still strange...” 

[infinitexmuses-m]

@akirathief​ from here

“It’s okay, just keep breathing... Follow after me...” Dianne hated this. She hadn’t intended to get a stray teenager into the radius of the transport, but it was far too late now. She had to try and make sure the pressure of the Cryptia didn’t get to them, no matter what. But she knew if she instantly went with them, then that’d cause even more problems with less answers.

“Ready, deep breath in,” As she spoke, she was doing the breath in, letting the other have ahold of her hands. She was also using this to gently grip his hands, also to recreate the inhale in. “Then hold it... And slow breath out...” Even as she said this, she was doing exactly as she said, and using the grip on his hands to copy her breathing pattern. She can get him to calm down, she was sure...

One step at a time... 

[fatexbound]

@akirathief​ | x

“What’s wrong, Akira-kun? Not used to hugs?” Ann tried to brush off the lingering awkwardness with a smile. He’s probably being careful on account of getting falsely accused again. Nonetheless, she walked over to him, blue eyes taking notice of his raised arms, and slowly wrapped her own around his waist, closing the gap between them. “There we go. See, doesn’t it make you feel warm?”

[electricea-archive]

@akirathief​​ continued from here.

To say that the last few weeks had been exhausting would have been an understatement - and this didn’t even apply to just him, either.  His own stress was probably nothing in comparison to their leader’s - the one who had to lead them, to stay strong through it all.  Ryuji had always had nothing less than the utmost trust and faith in his leader, but sometimes it was easy to forget that their leader was all too human, like the rest of them were...maybe even moreso.

“...S’okay,”

His worry faded from him in an instant hearing his friend’s words.  He didn’t want Akira to feel guilty or to have be sorry for something that seemed so mundane now.  Akira was probably dealing with so much as it was, the last thing he wanted was to pile on more.

“You don’t need to be sorry,” He took a step towards his friend, shaking his head gently as he tried to think of what he could say, what words of comfort he could offer without sounding cliche or contrived...? Why couldn’t be smarter...? Why couldn’t he be more useful in situations like this...?

“...You don’t owe me anything, that was just me getting worried.” He grunted out the words, frowning as he takes another step towards his friend.  “...You shouldn’t have to worry about anything...not all by yourself, at least.  So please, let me and try help you, man.”

[distancedisowned]

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“Well, this is it..”

The pink-haired teen stood in the courtyard of a towering mansion, old and intimidating as ever. It had been almost a year since Yukio had been back here, in Saitama no less, and all it did was make her tense... Something about this place was even scarier than last time, as well, as if something underneath it had changed drastically. 

Was Yukio scared?

“You sure you want to stick around Kurusu-San?” It’s directed at the boy next to her. A stoic tone towards someone who she had thought was Yumi’s friend. “I’m sure everything will be fine, either way, but it’s up to you.”

[bluescarfvivi]

@akirathief​

" Beesechurger. "

“Okay okay....one beesechurger....did you want Rench Ries with that?”