Jan 1, 2016
IMPORTANT
VERY VERY IMPORTANT @sxiki
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IMPORTANT
VERY VERY IMPORTANT @sxiki
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randomly : 12, 23, 32, 52, 73
12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?“Fuck no, hows a guy suppose to fit in that shit??”
23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?“Hell no, got ‘em from my mom.”
32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?“Don’t have any feelings for anyone right now, so the answer is no?”
52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?“Do ya really need to ask?” 73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?“I think once? When I was little, don’t remember what for though.”
👄👄👄SXIKI👄👄👄
Send me 👄 + A URL and my muse has to kiss theirs!
Ever since she could remember, Akane enjoyed helping people. She always longed to make herself useful, to see gratitude in the eyes of a person whose situation she improved.
However, although she tried her best, Akane’s help was not always necessary.
In fact, sometimes it was downright obstructive.
She had a few more hours to burn before her father ended his work day, and she elected to spend them in Shiki’s office. While her uncle wasn’t always in, as his job required him to visit multiple locations and supervise different events from day to day, she always found the space pleasant. It carried his scent: coffee mixed with lingering cigarette smoke. Akane always asked if there was something she might help her uncle with, but more often than not he turned her down.
She was in luck today. Shiki sat in his office shifting through a stack of papers, flipping from page to page. Akane greeted him as she stepped inside. From the way he muttered a hello and barely lifted his eyes, she could tell it would be an hour of quiet time- not helping. Shiki didn’t seem eager to entertain her questions or boredom.
And that was fine with her. She had her coloring book, and she knew how to keep quiet. Akane laid her coat on the floor and crawled on top of it, using the puffy fabric as a mattress to lie on while she drew. She pulled her sketchbook from her book bag and etched a circle with a crayon. This was a face, she thought, an empty face.
Who should I draw?
In the end, she decided to draw Shiki. He might not have been available to play or even to talk, but she enjoyed being near him. She liked that when she looked up, she could see him working at his desk. Healthy, strong, doing his job thoroughly and with diligence. Whether he knew it or not, Akane was proud to be in his family. She lowered her eyes to her paper and continued to draw. She gave Shiki a narrow face with a grim look, but his eyes were round and gentle. His eyebrows were high and curved, as though amused. She even took extra care to draw the bumpy scar at the edge of his left temple.
The floor below them gurgled, vibrating against Akane’s stomach. Neither of them paid any mind; it was simply the furnace kicking up a shield to protect the office building from winter’s steely bite. Sure enough, a gust of warm air flushed the room, spreading across the floor. Akane yawned and rested her cheek on her knuckles. Her head tilted to the side as she detailed Shiki’s hair, a spiky bush. After a moment she corrected it a touch, smoothing it down in some places. Akane relaxed lower into her coat, lulled by the furnace’s hum and the whisper of papers from Shiki’s desk. She carefully began to draw his shoulders and arms.
Time ticked by, watching Akane complete the rest of her drawing. It didn’t have any color, and the little girl laid her head against the paper while she considered it. Her markers were at home today. It wouldn’t be terrible, she thought, if she colored it in with the crayon. Akane blinked slowly, her eyelashes scratching the page. She lifted her hand and wrote “Uncle Shiki” at the top, then signed her name.
She colored Shiki’s hair slowly, stroke by stroke, until she fell asleep with the crayon still gripped in her hand.
Akane napped for the rest of the hour. Shiki did not truly notice she’d fallen asleep until he stood to move his papers to the filing cabinet behind his desk. He paused for a moment. Then he put his bundle down and reached for the coat hanging from his chair. He walked around his desk and spread the material over the sleeping girl, encasing her in a homemade sleeping bag. He gently uncurled her fingers and removed the crayon from her grip, then slid the sketchbook from beneath her. He stared at her drawing for a few minutes. Thoughts bubbled in his mind but none of them took root.
He lifted Akane up, keeping her wrapped between the two coats, and moved her to the corner of the room. He made sure she slept soundly and then meant to return to work, but his gaze lingered on her face for a few moments. His hand moved on its own, delicately brushing her silky hair from her eyes. He smiled, a rare thing for a yakuza lieutenant.
Even rarer, he leaned down to give her forehead a soft kiss.
He noticed, just before picking his head up a touch, that Akane’s hand had slipped from the bag. It would be a shame for it to grow cold, so Shiki carefully took her wrist and tucked it beneath his coat.
Something warm and gentle brushed his cheek.
By the time he understood that she’d kissed him back- faster than he’d ever known of any kiss being delivered before- Akane had already buried herself beneath her blanket and shut her eyes tight.
I dare you to kiss @sxiki o_o Well, if I'm allowed to request for you to kiss people who aren't me and if you as the mun want to, of course...
@sxiki
Uh…s-sorry about this. It’s strictly professional, alright?
Seconds later the rider leaned forward, wisps of smoke ghosting against the other’s lips. It was brief, but the dullahan couldn’t help but tense and pull backward, shuffling her feet awkwardly.
EXCLUSIVE!
@sxiki COMES OUT OF THE CLOSET IN A DRRR NEWS EXCLUSIVE, SAYS HE’S CAN’T CHOOSE WHICH MAN TO GO FOR BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL ATTRACTIVE
@sxiki ALSO CONFIDED IN DRRR NEWS, IMPLYING THAT HE IS AROMANTIC AND IS ONLY INTERESTED IN SLEEPING WITH ALL HE WORKS WITH.
TO AWARD @sxiki FOR HIS BRAVERY, DRRR NEWS WILL BE HOSTING THE FIRST ANNUAL YAKUZA DATING CONTEST! THE WINNER WILL GET TO HAVE HIS WAY WITH @sxiki FIRST, FOLLOWED BY THE OTHER CONTESTANTS (IN ORDER OF WHERE THEY PLACED).
WE REQUEST THAT AWAKUSU DOUGEN AND @vodka-and-kalashnikovs AID DRRR NEWS BY EACH BECOMING GUEST JUDGES ON OUR PANEL
Has anyone yet mentioned Shiki admitting he thinks Akabayashi looks hot in glasses??
BROKEN NEWS!
ANONYMOUS TIPSTER TIPS OBVIOUS, NEWSPAPER WONDERS IF @sxiki IS USING NEWSPAPER TO GET @ask-akabayashi‘S ATTENTION
@goddamnit-akabayashi HAS NOT BEEN AVAILABLE FOR COMMENT
sends the arrow symbol for the meme
Send me ➵ and I will bold all that applies to your muse
I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | you confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.
M!A = officially over
@sxiki is an asshole to cats