#notthevocaloid

[protodroid]

@notthevocaloid​ sent in: “i’m listening”

Connor sighed before giving Kaito-san a smile “Of course you are.” It wasn’t sarcastic or meant with malice, just a tease. “The chance of us getting caught is 50%... We need to lay low until it goes down. We won’t be able to take them down.” Connor sat behind a wall constructing every move he could make if the chances got low.

“Our disguises won’t hold up for long we might need a distraction.”

[exboost]

[ cup & kiss ] – for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss.

@notthevocaloid, meme.

Because he's a piece of shit, Takayuki's first thought is to say something along the lines of Kaito-san, the doctor literally said not to strain yourself. Pulling him into his hospital bed ought to count as a penalty, especially when the surprise of it all means Takayuki's weight had been pressed into Kaito's body.

But the hands on his face shake a little, and feeling that from someone as confident as Kaito-- one of the bravest people Takayuki's ever had the honour of knowing-- makes it impossible to tease him.

The most Takayuki does to follow the doctor's orders is shift his weight, making it so a hand and one of his knees keep him upright on the mattress. Everything else, though, is entirely selfish.

Takayuki kisses back, shuts his eyes, and breathes in deep despite the reek of antiseptic. Beneath it all is the scent of his best friend, and battle rival, and partner, and soulmate.

And, gods, it feels good to kiss him after wanting to for almost a decade.

A millimetre of separation is the only reason Takayuki speaks up. His lips part around a "wait" because he isn't done, and as his free hand takes one of Kaito's on his cheek, Takayuki helps him loop his arm around his shoulders. Like this, far closer and definitely more intimate, their lips touch again. And because this time he feels more prepared, Takayuki even teases him with a little suck to Kaito's lip.

Just in case he opens up for him.

[alexeatis]

Kamurocho is one of those places where the strange, the eccentric, and the unusual are to be expected. It seems like every local has at least one or two stories about some outlandish event they witnessed or participated in and knows about five other people who saw something even crazier. A woman with bandages wrapped around her head, dressed in all black, carrying a big pot of stew down the streets of Kamurocho should barely register as a blip on most of the local’s radar, but as Shiona enters the building that houses the Yagami Detective Agency, she’s acutely aware of the questioning glances a few passersby shoot her way. Have they never seen someone bring food to friends before? Geez. Shiona has barely broken a sweat by the time she’s arrived at the door of Yagami’s office-cum-apartment. “Delivery,” she calls, waiting a few moments before she enters the office, still carrying the pot of stew. Shiona spots Kaito immediately, and she offers him a radiant smile. “Hello, Kaito-san!” Despite her greeting, she doesn’t move from her spot near the doorway. Instead, she takes a moment to take stock of the current state of the room. All things considered, it’s not in the worst state she’s seen it in. “Holding down the fort, I see.”

[taaboh]

@notthevocaloid​ sent: "You haven't been the same since Kuwana disappeared. Is everything alright?" (Kaito bc it's been long enough since... well. you know LOL I've gone through the five stages I think I'm okay XD)

“Huh?”

Looking up from his laptop (which he hadn’t even been looking at, really; it’s been on the screensaver for the past minute or so), Takayuki blinks.

“Yeah,” he says, unconvincingly. “No, yeah, everything’s all right. Why would you think it isn’t?”

[dojimakaichou]

[FOOD] - sender sets something to eat down in front of receiver. (from notthevocaloid or easterntojo. also hi 😄)

simple actions ★ accepting

★. ―

“ Is this how all detective agencies woo prospective clients these days?” Daigo asked with a light smile. The smell of the food being offered was indeed delicious, but he declined the other man’s effort to share with a respectful wave of his hand. “I do appreciate the thought, Kaito-san, but I’ve already had lunch at my office. If you have a moment  .    .    .

          I was hoping to discuss business with you. ”

          The former Sixth Chairman of the Tojo Clan was sat neatly on the sofa in the Agency. His thoughtful stare ( which had always held a significant weight to it ) settled on Kaito and studied him with open interest.

          With his expensive black suit, dark shirt, and plethora of silver accessories all layered under a long coat and scarf, it almost appeared as though Daigo had always led a fully legal life. He had fallen into his new role as a businessman after the Clan’s dissolution with some degree of comfort. If not for the heavy smell of smoke that wreathed around him and the scarred, misshapen knuckles of his calloused hands, he would have simply been another member of Tokyo’s corporate elite. ( granted, a rather large and imposing one. ) 

[digitalmadness]

{Continuing from (x) for: @notthevocaloid }

✦ Muse: Xɪᴜʏɪɴɢ Zʜᴜ

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[Beep, вeep: Delιverιɴɢ α мeѕѕαɢe:] Oh, right. My apologies for not realizing it sooner. 😊

[Beep, вeep: Delιverιɴɢ α мeѕѕαɢe:] I'll put you down right down in my contacts!

[Beep, вeep: Delιverιɴɢ α мeѕѕαɢe:] And I wanna thank you for the company at Tender.

[sugiurasan]

@notthevocaloid​

Bursting into the office, Sugiura grinned, holding something behind his back. “Yo, Kaito-san!~” His shaking and his breathing erratic with each shift he made. Running had always left him with more energy than most. 

Holding out three dice cats, he threw one on the couch. “I got more... This time with money... I figured we all would want one.” he said, making his way to the chair, “I thought you would like the pink one but if not I have more.”

They had all taken turns winning stuff from the claw machines and it seemed Yagami was more of the lucky one when it came to those damned games. He usually stole from them, so winning something without having to steal was quite the accomplishment in his book.

“Ya think Yagami-san will like the black cat?”