#kingspuppet

[stellatenuem]

✏️ (I honestly just wanna see what Goro would look like through Ren's eyes 🥺)

[gloryseized]

✨ Only if you'd like to of course since we haven't interacted a whole lot yet!! So no pressure! :)

Add Some Sparkle -- @kingspuppet

Of course I don’t mind! It was been nothing but a delight to read your meta and headcanons. It’s obvious from even the first few sentences that you understand Akechi so so well and that makes it all the more amazing to write with you! Even your threads that have a sillier tone to them, you don’t lose sight of your muse. I’m looking forward to more threads and more meta to read!

[electricea-arc]

Closed starter for @kingspuppet!

"Y'know, I gotta admit, there is something relaxing about just throwing darts like this,"

Surprisingly, he wasn't as bad as he thought he'd be at the sport - there had been a few embarrassing instances where he was way off of the mark and while he was no expert, he was...actually doing pretty okay.

"Where'd you find this place, anyway?"

[tricksheart]

@kingspuppet​

[electricea-archive]

halloween thing for @kingspuppet​​!  🎃

“...Uh, I’m not so sure trying this corn maze was a great idea,”

[phantomjcker]

|| Starter for @kingspuppet​  ! ||

In about twenty minutes, Goro would be coming up the stairs into Akira’s meager attic adobe, and he felt a twinge anxiousness zap his nerves. In a bout of spontaneity, Akira had messaged the other teen with an invitation over for an impromptu movie night, and surprisingly—Goro agreed. Usually, they kept their occasional meetings to public spaces; such as restaurants or arcades.

The most private encounters would occur on evenings when Akira would return to the Café, only to find Goro sat at the bar with a cup of coffee in front of him, as though he was waiting for Akira to return home. 

‘  Welcome back. ‘

‘ Honey I’m home. ’

Akira shook his head.

Regardless.

This wasn’t the first time he’d have a friend up to his room, but for some reason, it felt different with Goro.

Their acquaintanceship?—he wasn’t too sure how to label it, really—was complicated. The very foundation was built on lies and half truths.  Akira didn’t trust Akechi Goro, and in return Goro didn’t trust him. ‘ Keep your enemies close ’, Morgana had stated the first time Goro invited Akira out. But Akira wouldn’t necessarily label the detective his enemy. No, because Goro wasn’t on the same level as someone like Shido. Not by a long shot. Possibly, due to their similarities, Akira put Goro in his own special category. Not quite his enemy, nor his ally, but there was the chance that he could become his friend.

The realization had caused Akira to want to offer his hand to Goro. After all, a heart could change.

With Morgana at Haru’s, it meant Goro might not plaster that perfectly sculpted smile, and that was a win in Akira’s mind.

He glanced at his phone.

Less than five minutes.

“ …Showtime. ”

[riwrite-a]

@kingspuppet​ says   →   ✎ Only if you want to, of course!!    (   get ur muse doodled <3.   /   accepting.   )

hands u a grumpy third sem goro <3

[arcanalight]

@kingspuppet​ | continued from ☆ !

     Faint color rose into pale cheeks as Goro retaliated, the surprise flashing across his features quickly fading into something warmer, something happy--genuine. Choosing to ignore the sudden racing of his own heart, Akira reached out and grabbed both of Goro’s hands in his own, mischief glinting in dark eyes.

     “Oh, I beg to differ. You see, I’m playing to win. Will you make your move, or should I just claim my crown?”