#diasirae

[thetruthinlies]

“Kufufufu..~ So I’ve heard you’ve been taken an inkling to taking control of the ugly world that’s littered with juveniles.” being the ever dramatic one, he called out to Light from a rooftop, jumping down from it only after to speak directly to him.

“It sounds very amusing to witness.” he wanted to see how far a regular human could go. What were the methods that had such self-assurance. He laughed with a shrug. “I’m even willing to lend you a hand if it means being able to see what brings such confidence.”

It was always a thrill to see what kind of web it would form.

[xdestromania-archive]

butch and blossom were out shopping for groceries and them butch died randomly with a whole freezer of hot pockets falling on him when he had a heart attack because fuck you for breaking my reply tumblr

[wakaitantei]

@diasirae

A week on this island, researching and exploring its society and resources, had confirmed one thing for Nori: There would be no leaving, and he had better find a way to settle here for the time being. That was what brought him to the local police department. Though it was startling to discover this was the only criminal justice-oriented building on the island, it was the best place to start.

“Ah, hello.” He greeted the person at the desk, surprised by how young he appeared to be. “Are you the one in charge of management here?”

[sapiosexualinformant]

diasirae started following you

“It’s pretty dangerous for such an upright young man to be walking around at this time of night.”

[parvigilum]

@diasirae !!

An island, with....goat gods? That just didn’t seem feasible. And yet here Shinichi was, in his original body no less, with no way to return to Beika or even contact the outside world. So he supposed that he had no choice to scout out the island and see what kind of home he  could make for himself here.

At least, that was his reasoning after going to the bookstore and clearing out its entire mystery section. With his books in hand, he set off down the street....and soon realized  that he had no idea where to go. The map said he was on Keanu Island, so the station should be....where, exactly?

“Excuse me-” He stopped a passing stranger, judging him quickly to be a good person to ask for directions, “can you tell me where the police station is on this island? I’m new and want to introduce myself and hopefully offer some help if they need any.”