#enfernale

[rashamonarchive1]

@enfernale​  replied :   atsu vc: " mhm okay ryu"

“  are you even listening to me, jinko?  should we get your ears checked? - i think your brain might be missing.  ”  he tugs on atsushi’s ear to check for leaking brains.

[malumarca]

@enfernale​ continued from ( x ) 

                 sharp sapphire eyes trail over the Reaper, not missing a single detail before they are forced to hide, his body dipping in what could dubiously be called a respectful bow. As he became upright he allowed uncertainty to drip into his words that would otherwise be described as cool and emotionless. 

“ It looks as if you might need more than a minute. “  There is a near dramatic pause as he repeats himself with more emphasis. “ I could smell your blood from down the hall. “  Another pause. “ Without my ability. “ 

a quick inspection of the corridor was enough to confirm that they were alone and perhaps it was for this reason that the young guard was bolder than he’d normally find himself. “ If you are not in a hurry, can I persuade you to allow me to dress it? At least to stop the stench.” The words were crude and otherwise rough, hiding any possible emotion save for his discomfort which was further made clear by the deep carmine seeming to seep into his irises. 

[cosmicdreamt]

@enfernale​ wished upon a star

“MMmmmmmmmmm five more minutes. So....sleepy....”

She had some late night recon to do and really didn’t get much sleep. Poor gal.

[voidveined]

continued from x, ft. enfernale! 

          ❛  i’ve had better tasting poison.  ❜           because in what perverted universe is that bubblegum flavour, anyway? it’s as if an evildoer has bottled the dregs from one of yokohama’s sewers. just looking at the cough medicine is enough to put a yucky taste in his mouth. but at least atsushi’s next suggestion has a bit more appeal (if only in theory). 

         ❛  a doctor...  ❜

        ❛  ...a sexy one?  ❜

[a-frozcnlight]

@enfernale​ asked: “What’s wrong with talking to the cat? At least he gets me.”

Random starter sentences #2 - still accepting

Miran hadn’t noticed, for how long she had watched the young man now. A rude behavior, as she liked to remind her from time to time, whenever her eyes would linger for too long on somebody, just like now. So when his voice suddenly echoed through her ears, the blonde woman blinked, before bowing in an apologizing manner, “ Pardon me, sir. It’s just an unusual sight. “.

The times she had roamed around on the streets of the city could be counted on her hands. It had became somewhat of a hobby, that greatly displeased the heiress herself, to watch people there and then. Wondering, what might had them stressed whenever they would hurry past her or what they might think - especially when seeing them talking to a cat.

It didn’t take much knowledge to know, that an animal couldn’t speak the same language of humans - unless they were parrots. However, it wasn’t unsightly how there were people who still held conversations with them. On the opposite, it was rather interesting.

“ I’m meaning no offense, but I do wonder if it really gets you. Unless you speak a language cats can understand? “.

[gw190521]

Festive Prompts | OPEN

@enfernale asked:

“You didn’t really think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”

“Wouldn’t be any different to the last few years  —   Alone is better than spending it with the Boss,” Chuuya mutters, bitterness seeping in to colour his tone as he thinks of Christmases past, ruined by blood, sweat and chaos in turns or all at once.

      But not this year. This year he’s got Atsushi by his side, curled up next to him on the outrageously overstuffed couch in Chuuya’s apartment while some shitty Christmas movie plays in the background. Sure, he’s still occasionally watching his phone on the coffee table, dreading the moment when it starts to ring and drags them both out into the cold and dark, but with Atsushi at his side and the apartment actually looking sort of festive thanks to the weretiger’s insistence...

      This might actually be the best Christmas Chuuya’s had in years. And it’s because of Atsushi.

“You...” he mutters, looking down at Atsushi as though he’s seeing the younger man for the first time and marvelling at the way silver hair catches the multicoloured lights strung up around the apartment like tinsel, “You’re a goddamn gift, y’know that? Easily the best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten. Thanks for this.”

[cosmicdreamt]

*rolls in* here to remind you that you are a wonderful ray of sunshine and neff is such a wonderful character! you clearly put so much work into her i enjoy all of our interactions 🖤🖤🖤 also you are a such a sweet mun ok don’t forget it

[[ -lAYS DOWN-

Thank you Moth ilu and appreciate you so much ;w; All the love and support y’all are sending me is so sweet and I’m just aaaaaaa

You’re still getting mommed about eating tho. Momster under the bed is coming for you  👀 ]]

[cosmicdreamt]

happy new year! (beast!atsushi)

New Year Drabbles || @enfernale

They couldn’t go too far without getting in trouble, but if Neff had to she’d take all the blame if only to let Atsushi celebrate the New Year just once. Her heart would never cease to ache for the children unfortunate enough to be owned and controlled by the Port Mafia. Their life was no longer theirs to live, if one could even call this living.

And that’s why Neff would go through every punishment, every moment of torture, to give them even a second of what it’s like to truly LIVE.

This should be okay. It should be fine. She’d hope so, anyway. It was just enough of a view to see the fireworks without the fear of being caught 'slacking' out and about. She's unsure if it's the weather or how absolutely fucked up everything is that's making her cold, but the warmth of her little brother's hand as they stand there wearing the coats they'd gotten each other for Christmas days before was even the smallest beacon of light in this dark era.

For a moment they could just exist. No mafia, no orders, just two people being PEOPLE. The new year may not actually be anything for them to celebrate, but at least they were together.