#dealwithgcd

[undergrounclmafia]

➤     *     @dealwithgcd​     ... 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘      「    𝑨𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑬  」 !

「     Are you another curious soul , the killer , or the cops ?    」     The albino questions , stepping forward as he reveals himself from his hiding spot , hands shoved into his sweater pockets . The perimeter was clearly blocked off by yellow caution tape , but the security around the crime scene itself was poor . Then again , he was no stranger to the law enforcement ; despite being so young , he lent his insight to the police and acted as a consult of sorts . Akise was well known and the cops wouldn’t bat an eye at him if he were to be caught on the scene .

Head tilting to the side , Akise looked him up and down , bemusement dancing in his sharp gaze .      「     You’re . . . Chief Yagami’s son , aren’t you ? I think we’ve actually crossed paths with one another a couple times at the station .    」     Akise seldom forgot a face , and he liked to familiarize himself with important figures of the life he was looking to become part of in the future . Of course , he only knew the other by face and who he was related to , but nothing more than that . He has only worked with Chief Yagami maybe once in the past , but they at least knew one another .

[snakedevour-a]

Every single day, Naegi regretted enrolling in Hyakkaou. It had taken no time at all for his unluckiness to land him a position as fido, and now here he was, bringing a water bottle back to his "master" when he, of course, walked right into a girl and somehow managed to spill the water all over both of them. "A-Ah-- I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"  - @dealwithgcd​

❝ OH     !  ❞   it’s a single, not-so-fluid movement; an ill-timed turn on her heel and a dash of plain, simple misfortune. water soaks through the crimson coat of her uniform, drips from her bangs and into small, sad puddles at her feet. yumeko appears dumbfounded at first. blinking once, twice, thrice. but she breaks into a small fit of giggles.

❝ i’m perfectly fine!  it’ll dry. ❞  she tilts her head upon sight of the fido tag hung around his neck; wet and dripping and looking a little like a noose. it gives yumeko a vague concept of his circumstances     only if because those of housepets are never exceptionally varied. from a ( fortunately dry )  pocket she produces a handkerchief and holds it out to him in a gesture of offering.

❝ are you alright? ❞

[starblossomed]

SOFT FLUFF. || accepting.

“Try to get some sleep. You’ll feel better.” (from naegi to chiaki if that's okay!) ( @dealwithgcd​ )

A soft whine passed her lips as she sleepily rubbed her eye using the back of her hoodie. Naturally she was a tired person, but it came with the territory of being the Ultimate Gamer after all. How could anyone fault for her being so interested in games when it was simply the talent she’d been given?

Chiaki opened her mouth to speak, but instead the only thing that came out was another yawn followed by the small smacking of her lips as she brought her head up from its rested position on the table in front of her. Normal people would probably be offended by how she was acting, but thankfully everyone else she knew seemed to know that she wasn’t doing it to be rude or anything of that nature.

“But the more time I spend sleeping means less time playing games...--”

It’s a terrible excuse and she knows that, but it’s what she was going to stick with right now. Both arms are held above her head as she stretched from side to side slightly. The nap she’d taken before wasn’t enough sleep, but it should be fine to maintain a bit of conversation with him before she eventually fell back asleep.

[falsiifiers]

@dealwithgcd​ said:  ‘ i mean … you’re so tall, you must have a problem. ’ (from naegi to komaeda)

naegi makoto ..  he wasn’t worthy , of being in such a shining presence.  truly such a hopeful person , who overcame despair so , so , perfectly.  and he was insulting him ? oh , how splendid.   but it felt wrong , to be looking down at someone such as naegi .. .  far ... smaller than he’d expected.  in a time like this  , his height must seem so unseemly ! if he could shrink .. he would. 

“ i  - “  not often , is he lost for words - mouth becoming dry  ...  if his hand , was still attached to his own nervous system .. and not stabilised by such mechanics. he was sure it’d be shaking.  “ yes ,  several ...  but someone like you should’ve burden themselves with the problems of someone as insignificant as i ... “    

[pixels-hub]

@dealwithgcd​​  ;  Most detectives wouldn't be stupid enough to attempt making contact with whom they suspected was a Mafia head, and yet, Akise was so full of himself that he'd started visiting the opera house in hopes that he'd finally make contact with Giorno. "Hello there. Don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting you before." He exuded a natural confidence, as if he truly belonged here. unprompted starters  ━  always accepting.

             The   opera   house   is   a   place   of   serenity   for   someone   so   heavily   burdened   as   the   Don   of   Passione,   where   he   can   sit   and   drift   off   into   his   thoughts,   occupied   by   an   angel’s   chorus.   Although   this   was,   and   still   is   what   he   wanted,   it   can’t   be   helped   that   he   prefers   the   peace   he   finds   away   from   his   office.  Gracefully   he   stands   from   his   seat,   overlooking   the   open   house,   and   admiring   the   fine   decor   ━   before   he   is   interrupted.   The   flashy   gunman   at   his   side   exchanges   glances   with   his   superior,   and   without   words,   steps   back   to   allow   further   conversation.

 ❝         It   seems   not.   I   am   Giorno   Giovanna,         ❞

              stranger   is   welcomed   with   a   polite   attitude,   and   a   warm   smile.   A   brief   bow   accompanies   his   greeting   ;   their   accent   and   ethnicity   does   not   go   unnoticed,   it   would   be   rude   not   to   offer   such   customs,   being   half-Japanese   himself.   Although   he   was   not   expecting   the   company,   he   would   never   dismiss   such   an   intriguing   figure.

 ❝         The   pleasure   is   all   mine.         ❞

[ulthavoc]

@dealwithgcd​        ╱       sayaka      :           starter call        ◞

❛ oh wow , it’s really you!! this is , like , a total dream come true!! ❜   her excitement comes in the form of wide , starry eyes staring back at her ALL TIME FAVOURITE IDOL and from the slightest bounce as weight shifts side to side.  komaru didn’t even care about the fact she was being unnaturally upfront , not with sayaka maizono standing right before her very eyes!!   ❛ I’ve been a proud sayaker since , uh , forever!!  I’ve listened to your newest album a gillion times now , and it really makes for amazing study music!!  it’s seriously SUCH an honour to meet you. ❜   

[starblossomed]

* love ♥ starters || accepting.

‘ everything okay? ’ (from maizono to nanami if that's okay?) ( @dealwithgcd​ )

Brow furrowed angrily as she glared down at her handheld console. Now, being the Ultimate Gamer meant that whenever she played a game she was always good at it, but this one just felt so randomly generated she struggled with it. She spent the whole night playing it only to win a few times and it was genuinely frustrating her.

The pinkette let out a silent huff before bringing her gaze up to the idol who spoke to her. Of course, someone who didn’t understand her passion of video games would find it odd that she was getting so frustrated, but no sense in hiding the truth.

“This game is too RNG based and it’s frustrating and not really fun.” But still she played it because she had to. How could she call herself the Ultimate Gamer otherwise? Once she got the hang of it then she would enjoy it, but right now it was the worst thing ever.

[falsiifiers]

@dealwithgcd​ starter !

“ when it all comes crumbling down ...  from the ashes will be born such a pure , beautiful hope ! i hope that doesn’t upset you ... or maybe , i do. “   such boiling hatred ... such absolute despair.  he hated junko enoshima ... didn’t he ?  but there’s was no denying the truth - with such despair , only brought with it hope. pure , bright hope. oh , how he’d love to see the results of their hard work ! but it was unlikely ...  he was already pushing his luck. 

  “ it’s just the way it works ... there’s no denying the fact. “