#offiiciium

[latibulation]

@offiiciium may be a little slow on the uptake.

the dots connect all at once as he turns away, about to head home after an evening with maive. what had just been a flicker of a thought before now hits him. though he's still not certain. "hey-" uncertainty makes him nervous. asking this makes him nervous too. maybe he'll end up looking like a fool, but that's no worse than letting the thought torment him. "before you go... 'ave you been flirtin' with me??"

maive's cheeks are almost sore from the force of smiling and laughing all evening. norman is much funnier than he gives himself credit for. and he's sweet. honestly, maive can't remember the last time he'd had this much fun with a guy. or just liked someone this much.

phone already in his hands, he's typing up a slightly exaggerated, dramatized version of events for his sister, complete with a few too many heart emojis.

glancing up for just a moment, though, norman is looking at him over his shoulder, and he seems tense. nerves wafting off of him thick and heavy. maive's heart sings in his chest - this is it! norman is going to kiss him goodnight and it's going to be all he can think about for days! there's already a symphony about to burst from his chest, the words, yes, of course you can kiss me, on the tip of his tongue, at the ready. before he goes, yes - yes, go on!

the words that hit his ears next, though, are not a profession of love or a request for a goodbye kiss.

"have i been - is it not - um -" maive stumbles over his words as everything feels like it's crashing around him. has he been flirting with him? of course he has! it's all he's done for weeks! and if norman has to ask that...

this isn't a date. neither was their time together yesterday. or the dinner they went to a few days before that. or any other time maive thought it was.

and if norman was interested, he wouldn't have to ask. because if he was looking for it, well, it was right there! in his face! and if he wasn't looking for it, if he was trying to ignore the blatantly obvious, then he definitely isn't interested. and maive has been making a fool of himself for god knows how long. oh this is embarrassing. really, really embarrassing.

"i can stop." he finally blurts, curling in on himself, not quite meeting norman's eye. "i'm - i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable." his fingers busy themselves in his hair, combing through absentmindedly. mirae teased him on his way out, about the fact that he only wears his hair fully down when he really likes a boy. and now it's a sick reminder and a comfort all at the same time.

norman was never different he just wasn't interested. maive feels... a little sick to his stomach.

"i... have been. sorry. i thought this was a date?" the question in his voice hikes up as he finally makes himself look at norman. "kind of, uh, thought we'd been on a few. i'm sorry, i just sort of assumed." oh this is humiliating.

[excutient]

@offiiciium is here!

‘ i’m here to save the day!! ’ // teruteru for hajime-

The sound of Teruteru's voice alone makes Hajime wince. It's not as if he wasn't already feeling like pure shit, how else do you feel when you're sick and totally bed bound? But the fact that Teruteru has waltzed into his cabin all alone does not help the nausea currently making Hajime's stomach flip like a damn gymnast. Whatever talent he has may still be unclear, but it definitely isn't ultimate luck.

A smell wafts into the room along with Teruteru, and Hajime instantly recognizes it as chicken noodle soup. Well, he thinks if he called it hat instead of some stupid fancy name, he would be slapped upside the head. Or elsewhere.

"Can you just put the soup on the nightstand and leave?" Hajime groans, refusing to move from the fetal position until the guy leaves. He definitely could stand to be nicer to the person bringing him soup, but did he mention he feels like shit? So, not really in the mood to play nice.

Apparently giving him the silent treatment from his blanket cocoon does the trick, because he hears his cabin door close. Peeking out from his covers to make sure the coast is clear, he can see there's no one in sight. The soup is on the nightstand, just like Hajime asked, and he winces as he sits up to take a testing sip of it.

God damn it, of course its delicious. He's such an ass.

A part of him still can't help but hope it isn't drugged.

[hcrrcrsccpe]

𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 . // @offiiciium 

"hey..." they look so familiar, yet so strange. surely if keiji knew them, he'd remember. wouldn't struggle this much at least. he'll give himself a pass considering everything that's happened. "have i arrested you before??" // crack !! scorpio 

SCORPIO // POISON ON THE TIPS OF YOUR FINGERS, A CURIOSITY FAR TOO STRONG 

CALL FOR ATTENTION HAS THEM LOOK UP FROM THE PACKAGE THEY ARE HOLDING IN THEIR ARMS. The cartoon box has a few FRAGILE stickers plastered all over but otherwise it appears to be plain, likely to not attract attention to its contents -- a fresh batch of samples of various poisons. However, it doesn’t look like it’s working if the question that follows it is anything to go by. Or maybe they can still weasel their way out of it as the guy questions their familiarity. 

Opting to ignore the question for now, they shift the box in their arms before tilting their head to the side. “ You don’t look too good. Maybe you should sit down somewhere in the shade. The heat tends to warp your perception of things. ” even they are melting, barely waiting to get back to their laboratory and put the AC on full blast “ If you want, I’ll go get you something to drink! Don’t worry about it, I’ll get you something from a nearby shop~ ” should not actually be spending even more time around him but as long as he doesn’t question their package, it’s all good. Or they could use this opportunity to make a break for it though that could put their precious samples in danger of breaking and mixing together. 

[multiipl]

@offiiciium​ said: 

safalin imitate!! + midori!! i'm picturing her doing it after they've been rude, not aware that they're behind her :')

*; this » Send 🤏 or “Imitate!” + a name for my muse to imitate that person to the best of their ability.

Lips quiver as she cleans up the AIceiver. It wasn’t HER fault the head was gone? How was she supposed to know Midori would let the participants wander around in those areas? The head was just sitting in the box!

❝ you have to be a special kind of stupid to do that! ❞ Unusually bitter, Tia sniffled as she spat out those words in a mocking tone. Rolling her eyes in annoyance as tears softly caressed her cheeks. She would rarely get so upset, but this wasn’t her fault! Continuing her sulking, Tia turned around, only to find the very soul she was just mocking right behind her.

─── ❝ AAAhhhh! ❞

[luminyasity]

unprompted asks.

"don't you get tired of being nice??" they're sick of this version of sara. where's the callous, terrifying girl they watched in the test runs?? where's her bloodlust?? the sense of self worth that drove her to take out the competition?? to be shown such an ideal opponent and then facing this... discount version of her. it's disappointing. gut-wrenching. unfair. "don't you want to go apeshit??" finished with a tilt of their head, lips stretching into a pleasant smile. // sorry midori is memeing ( @offiiciium​ )

“I don’t know what you mean, but I can assure you that I’m happy being the way I am.”

According to them, they had seen a certain version of her that fit their twisted desire of what they wanted from her. She didn’t want to fall prey to their teasing, but whenever she was left alone with them she often found herself incapable of stopping herself. She refused to become the person they wanted from her, but what if something happened that pushed her right down that path?

The only thing she had wanted was to make it out of the game with everyone else and even if it got difficult, she didn’t want to sacrifice anyone for her sake. They could make it out together and despite Midori wanting nothing more than for Sara to betray everyone else, she knew that she would never do such a thing.

“I don’t want to do anything like that even if it’s something you want from me.”

[haijibemycoach]

Hello!! I was wondering if you would be selling your Haiji charm again?? He's so cute.

Hey! Yes actually! I’ll be re-opening my shop soon for US orders (for now) as soon as I get my Haiji zine restock which should be in the next upcoming week, I’ll post a link soon!💖

[mediioxumate]

kiss asks || @offiiciium || no longer accepting!

[ WEDDING ] + kazuo and mashita :3

the ceremony is small. and by small, it’s them, the court, and christie as their (barely willing) witness. still, they sign the papers making it official, and trade rings - they’re simple, silver bands. 

there’s hardly a drop of sentiment - simply a logical step in their relationship. satou has already moved into the mansion, they’ve been together long enough, they may as well reap the legal benefits of marriage. not that it doesn’t make kazuo smile when he glances at his hand, and sees the ring resting there, and he knows satou would not have agreed if he didn’t love him. and he does. 

until they’re home, they just act like normal. bickering until christie asks if she made a mistake enabling this, and they send her on her way. then out for a nice dinner. 

once home, though, mashita’s arms wrap around his middle, forehead meeting the back of his neck. an unusual moment of tenderness. it’s nice nonetheless. 

turning in his hold, Kazuo drags a finger under his husband’s jaw, drawing his gaze up to his own. without another word, but with a soft smile, he leans down, capturing his lips. nothing needs to be said, really. just a gentler kiss than usual, no teeth, no competition. a moment later, he pulls away, and hangs up his coat. 

[revolver-jesus]

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✞  ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧    { Will do !! I guess I’ll count this as four ! }

1.  { Takaya doesn’t ever cut his hair now because they used to shave his head to attach those wire sticking things to his scalp easier in the lab, and he considers it just one of his many means of self expression now that he’s free of the place. } 2. { Takaya is a sharp shooter! Unironically, he does it old western style. His gun holds 8 bullets and he has to do that thing where you physically spin the chamber with your hand to quickly shoot 8 things in a row. And he pretty rarely misses if the target isn’t dodging. If he’s certain he’s alone or the sound won’t draw attention to him, you will probably see him shooting things he’s throwing in the air or something. He does not remotely practice gun safety, no. }  3. { He does literally associate himself with the cross symbol, the crucifix-- that is not just an aesthetic for this blog! But he doesn’t associate it with “Christians” miraculously. Because he was raised under the weird death cult that was the Kirijo Group, he associates it with those Human Sacrifice alters the protags were all put on by Ikutsuki. } 4. { This isn’t a headcanon, it’s canon, but it is super rarely seen-- but Takaya actually has one other visible tattoo somewhere other than his arms.  He has one right above his left ass cheek. I am not even joking, it’s a black star. }