#starsburned

[frost-eyed-autumn]

Saw this post which was extra funny to me because I literally just had an RP that went almost exactly like this a week ago except it wasn't Fukuzawa and Kunikida... so I got inspired lmfao.

Not super polished but it was nice to just draw rough and loose without fussing over quality.

Bonus:

[luvccubus]

@starsburned

They'd sought out a familiar presence within Yokohama, flowers, chocolates, && a giant plushie all balanced in their arms. They had searched at the docks, at the aquarium, a local chocolate shop, only to be led to what remained of an airport, carnage && gore on all sides. Nothing of the being they searched for, only the feeling of disgust at their own existence blooming within their chest. The gifts had been left at a shitty shine made up of poorly carved wood on an outcropping of rocks overlooking the sea. Not like they needed them anymore.

They were fully alone, all the more reason to seek out a companion, someone to play with for the night to make their feelings go away.

A young man, cute enough they supposed from what they could see of him, walked alone, in a party of the city they'd figured out was frequented by the Port Mafia. Some people just couldn't keep their mouth shut. There was an air about him, like he was familiar with divinity, but hadn't had true contact with it. Like giving someone a high five rather than a hug. He knew something, or someone, && whoever or whatever it was made them feel as if they had been starved for eons.

❝ Sir...Sir, can you help me? ❞ They hurried behind the man's side, crocodile tears in their eyes, ❝ I-I've lost my baby brother in the city && I can't find him. Please, help me. He's all I've got a-and if something happened t' him... ❞

[memoryextrction]

@starsburned said : ❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜ teen yuanzai uwu

“ …Did you hit your head too hard from trying to lean on the desk earlier, Dazai? “ Rolling her eyes with a huff following, stupid dweeb. Brushing her pajama pants neatly as she moves to properly tuck him in, moving the earlier ice pack off and replacing it with a new one.

“ You can live without a goodnight kiss you dweeb. The blanket is nice enough. “

[cawckys-multi]

Good fucking grief. He can't even be gone five days on a job without that idiot blowing up his phone with harassing drunk texts. This is why he always ghosts his ass.

[th-ramblr]

Snickers and twirls his brand new knife as he leaves those two to argue. That angry red-haired fucker threw it, therefore its his now. Stupid fucker.

He can't wait to show his boss his new souvenir!

[attroxx]

❛ @starsburned said . . . boops nose ( dazai @ atsushi ) ❜

𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇. the tiger is seated on its haunches, staring with piercing eyes at the man who stands so confidently before him. most would have exited the premises the moment the tiger was made aware to them. but no, dazai is practically grinning at the beast before him. the tiger in turn growls but it holds little weight, not exactly interested in attempting to cause harm. instead without much fuss the feline lays down at the others feet, head between two large paws. eyes close, seemingly ready for a nap here and now.

shit i've said to my cat meme. ― accepting.

[nohumaen]

@starsburned has replied: dazai vc: the sound of a murder about to happen if mori finds out : )

"Ehhh... please don't even joke about it, Dazai-San. I'm sure this can be solved by other means."

[lunaetis]

@starsburned asked :

"They told me angels can only be found in divine places so I must've found it when I saw you." It doesn't take Dazai long to approach Eden, hand outstretched and dark eyes appraising her features. It's then that his hand reaches out to take hers, smiling and tracing her palm with his index finger. His eyes drop as well, speaking gently and sweetly, "such delicate hands... it would be a pleasure to die by them."

unprompted. || always accepting

─「エデン」─  angels ? that was the first of someone referring to her as something so DIVINE. the trailblazer was a force of destruction, after all, especially with the STELLARON sealed inside of her. she hardly could view herself as anything pure, or anything delicate. she was a fighter, scars and scratches littered her body like tattoos, marking her once flawless skin up with battle wounds.

                why did he treat her so gently ? like she was something PRECIOUS. didn't he witness what she did ? the way she eliminated those in her path ? why wasn't he ... afraid ? he should be scared, shouldn't he ? she was — a force to be feared. ( was she talking about herself or the stellaron ? both. )

                " i'm no angel. " even though she saved him. that was why she fights, after all. not to destroy, not to take lives, but to SAVE them. her fingers twitched softly within his grasp, yet she made little to no effort to pull away. it was ... tender. sweet. she didn't want to hurt these hands, she didn't want to hurt him. her gloved digits curled around his own, a quiet squeeze.

                " i'd be damned if i hurt you with these hands. " the amber in her eyes swirled quietly. she'd never forgive herself if she brought him harm, let alone DEATH. so why did he look so peaceful, so content to say that ? i'd like to die by your hands, he implied. why would you trust me with that ? i'm not worth it.

                " won't you let me protect you, instead ? "