#ghcsthunted

[hopesliars]

                                        starter // @ghcsthunted

Akira had just finished killing a few demons on his own in an alley way in the more shadier part of town. Demons loved preying on weaker, sicker people after all. Ryo wasn't with him this time, though he was supposed to be. Akira was going against his friends wishes by hunting the demons alone. He couldn’t help himself. He hated them. He wanted to kill them. Akira quickly transformed back into his human form, before turning around to exit the alley way, but to his surprise, someone was there with him. A boy around his age, it seemed like.

Akira hoped the other didn’t see anything unnecessary, like him killing demons or turning into what looked like a demon as well. Of course, it was going to be hard to explain the demon corpses around him and the yellow blood smeared on his face, clothes and hands. Akira had no idea where to start. 

[savingduck]

xxx  @ghcsthunted

“Well, you can always hope, right?” Komaru offered with a sheepish smile before she gave a light hum, and held out the present. “N-nothing suspicious here, Momo.”

Inside the box was a nice hat, with large googly eyes added (they can be safely removed with no harm to the hat itself).

[hopespeakdoctor]

“H-here, I know it’s nothing special, but... I got you something...” Naegi handed him a wrapped Christmas present, a small box of sugar free chocolates, tea, a hand written letter (mostly thanking him for everything he’d done), and a few of Naegi’s personal favorite horror novels. Hopefully Togami liked them too... “A-anyways! Merry Christmas!”

“Thank you, Naegi. Here, merry Christmas.” Byakuya handed Makoto a gift which consisted of a brand new hoodie, some cookies that one of his brothers had baked and a set of enamel pins that look like moths that have an ouija board pattern on their wings. The gift came with a card that had a picture of ghosts wearing Christmas hats drawn by Byakuya, a bit more cartoony than his usual drawings but he wanted the card to mean a bit more.

Upon reading the letter, Byakuya felt his eyes sting a little; if this just was his Christmas present he would be happy, while he doesn’t think he deserved thanks for what he did to help Makoto, the words written truly touched his heart.

“Nothing special...” He repeated, “you have some very high standards.”

[sapphiircflame-a]

Holiday blaze. closed rp w/ ghcsthunted.

@ghcsthunted continued from [x]

★  - [text]: Yes. It's on fire. [text]: Right now. [text]: I'm looking at it. [text]: I’m fine. I’m out back. [text]: ... [text]: Don’t ask.  - ★

[hopespeakdoctor]

“W-what happened?”

Unconscious/Unsteady Sentence Starters || ACCEPTING

Luckily he had been able to catch Makoto and keep him from hitting the floor; after lowering him gently and rolling him over into the recovery position Byakuya removed his coat and folded it up as a makeshift pillow to support the brunet’s head. The students that were near by when Makoto fell had begun to gather around, the concerned murmurs of the crowd filling the air.

“You’re alright, Naegi.” The doctor spoke, one hand holding Makoto’s wrist to check his pulse. He sounded a bit breathless, his heart acting up from the sudden exertion and worry for Makoto’s safety -- Despite that, Byakuya remained calm as to not scare the investigator.

“You fainted, do you know where you are?” He asks, while it may be a silly question but simple questions are best for someone coming out of unconsciousness.

[malchancevilain]

@ghcsthunted [x] … So yet another Michael Jackson song found itself passing through Byakuya’s mind for a round of driving him mad. Perhaps he should be counting his blessings that it wasn’t the X-Files theme (again), but he was hardly in the mood after an entire study session of “Smooth Criminal” on repeat. And here he had stayed at school so late in the first place to try and make up for it…

 But that sort of idle musing soon found itself shattered, when he realized with an abrupt jolt that the singing wasn’t just coming from his head. A hitch of his breath later and it felt as if his legs were moving on their own, dragging Byakuya into the position of staring wide-eyed in the doorway as Naegi realizes that he’s not alone in his singing.

 So. Naegi was singing “Thriller” at the exact same time it was stuck in the luckster’s head. A tune that was gone without a trace the moment he stopped. It….had to be a coincidence. And yet…

And yet Byakuya finds himself absolutely terrified at the possibility that he may be staring right in the face of his soulmate. A guaranteed, nay, expected partner for life, an idea he acknowledged in passing but never felt quite real until the chance Naegi may be it is suddenly thrust upon him. How could he be expected to complete someone’s existence when he had been shown time and time again how he utterly failed at human contact? Were the two of them just expected to automatically fall into bliss the moment they figured it out, like an instant brainwashing? ...He just had to confirm it was a coincidence and nothing more, and to do that he had to play it cool. So he folded his arm into their usual gesture and allowed his eyes to fall into a disinterested glower...all while he was as tense as a freshly tied tightrope.

“...Roughly how coherent are any of those lyrics to you, based on your current English grade.”

[kyoufugaadan]

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        It had been only a month into their literature class and they were already assigned a two-team group to pick a mythological creature and write something about it. Of course, everyone and anyone who had friends within the class went immediately to each other so they could be together as much as humanly possible. As for Ayano who kept all others at an arm's distance, she didn't get up from where she sat, choosing to merely watch everyone as they scattered about like insects within their nest. Though, she began to notice that within the midst of everyone getting together with friends and people they knew, someone else who did the exact thing Ayano was currently doing. Peering over at the brunette with doe-like grey eyes, Ayano realized that she hadn't ever seen him in this class until now, at least, she believed that he had kept to himself to a point that she hadn't acknowledged his existence until just then.         Before she knew it, everyone but herself and that brunette boy had a partner. Thus, with it being painfully obvious to the teacher of the class, she paired them up regardless of whether or not they knew each other, saying that everyone had to have a partner. Without much of a choice to be had, Ayano got up from her seat and walked over to her new group partner, easily sitting beside him and awaiting a suggestion as to what kind of creature he wanted to work on.

[hopespeakdoctor]

"Happy Birthday, Togami!" Makoto grinned, before excitedly handing him what he had got him as a gift- A low-sugar cupcake in a small cake box, and a couple mystery novels he thought he'd like.

Byakuya could always count on Makoto to make him smile, from the new novels to the low-sugar cupcake -- A simple gesture that touched his heart.

“Thank you, Naegi. I’ll enjoy those novels during my next night shift.”