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[haiirojinrou]

starter for @usosama

Natsuno traversed the rooftops of Chamomile District with jinrou speed and stealth. He was hunting tonight, so the fewer people who saw him, and the further he was from his apartment in Lakeview Lofts, the better.

And, ugh, he needed to get a bite in as soon as possible. Hungry as he was, he couldn’t afford to play it safe much longer.

Natsuno’s nostrils flared as he caught a human scent closer than he’d expected, and he slowed to a more natural speed before he was close enough for the guy to notice. It was too late to approach from an angle where he wouldn’t be seen, though. Dammit.

Man, were the rooftops a popular hang-out spot in Koi? He’d have to be more cautious about his travel routes.

Oh well. Might as well make the best of it and see if he could bite the guy. Short as he was, he looked like he could probably move pretty fast, so Natsuno wanted to close the distance between them a little before making his move. Which meant trying not to come off as super fucking suspicious, which he knew might be a losing battle in this scenario.

Maybe he could try to - ugh - make some small talk.

“You’re the second person I’ve seen hanging out on the roofs around here at night since I got to Koi, and I’ve only been here, like, two weeks,” Natsuno grumbled, legitimately peeved about it; he’d always been a shit liar, so better to try to disguise his intentions with honesty instead. “Is there a Rooftop Club For Insomniacs at the high school or something?”

At least, Natsuno thought this guy was a high schooler? He could distinguish general age range by scent, but not that precisely; mid-teens to mid-twenties was the best he could do here. This kid was too short to be much over sixteen, if that, though.

Of course, Natsuno looked fifteen, and he was actually a vampire in his mid-30s, so. Size didn’t mean anything, and there could be magic or other weirdness his nose hadn’t caught yet.

[truthsblade-blog]

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She didn’t believe in god. How could she, when the cult was built upon using religion to mask its identity? That was an irrelevant thought, she noted. But nonetheless, it impacted her view of the world. Perhaps though, if there was a god, maybe he was mocking her. She could handle Akamatsu, as jarring as it was to see her alive. This however? This complicated matters. Seeing Ouma equally awakened her anger toward him and her regret over the fifth class trial.

The Super High School Level Assassin... acting upon emotion, over reason. Fear for the astronaut’s safety, instead of the logic of her own self preservation. Maki had been willing to sacrifice everything, everyone, to take Ouma down. After all, he had claimed to be the mastermind. She hadn’t had time to work through those feelings. She hadn’t time to apologize about it either, even if Saihara had been the only one involved. Until now.

Things were only more complicated because of Shirogane’s revelations. She supposed that didn’t matter. Even Ouma, for as much as he planned and thought ahead, didn’t know who the mastermind was. He couldn’t know of anything else they’d been told. And how likely was he to believe her? Especially when they’d been at each other’s throats, quite literally in her case.

“...What do you want?” is all she managed to say, stiffly.

[hellbvrn]

      ❛ ah -- please don’t touch that! ❜ comes the woman’s plea as she awkwardly hovers around the coffin shaped encase, nervous that he’ll fall down from his perched position atop it. she had taken carpe diem off of her back and sat it beside her for only a few minutes, thinking nothing of it. after all, it was too heavy for average humans to pick up. she never imagined that someone would begin climbing it though, as if it were some toy.

❛ it’s not safe, so please come down! ❜

@usosama​

[ofjasper-blog]

†       he’s been on the receiving end of his colleagues concern many times in his life as a chasseur. even as a captain, his subordinates fret over him constantly, worried for his safety due to his complete lack of regard for his own wellbeing and tendency to get lost, but it constantly went in one ear and out the other. he’s confident enough in his abilities to feel that there’s no need to get worked up over his safety.

when it came to others, however, his concern tended to SKYROCKET. more often than not, when he expressed worry for other people, they became annoyed by his exaggerations. either that, or they became confused by his tangents -- he never paid any attention to it though. 

that’s why when he spots what he presumes to be a lost child wandering the streets alone, he’s quite literally DISTRAUGHT over their unfortunate situation. how terrifying it must be lose ones way and be separated from their loved ones! he simply must help them find their guardian! GOD lead him to them solely for that purpose!

❛ you poor thing! you’ve lost your way, haven’t you? don’t worry, there’s nothing to fear -- i’ll help you find your way home! ❜

@usosama

[stoirminskin]

starter for @usosama

  “Maybe it’s just my assumption but you seemed sort of lonely and so I came on over. Hope that’s no problem for you.” In the actually of it, she was simply assuming. Especially because of everyone else she spotted around them seemed to fit in rather well around each other within this parts and contributed some way to society, but then again Claire was introverted. But who was she really to say when stood on the same side as he did. Perhaps she shouldn’t really pin judgements to anyone where, specially when she didn’t exactly live on campus with everyone else.

[zhadnsti-blog]

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send a 🌻 for a kiyo monologue.

【 ⚫ 𝑘𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑦𝑜. ⚫ 】 ———-

❝ i’m certain one who thrives off    deception    like yourself is quite familiar with the fable of    ‘ the boy who cried wolf. ‘    a boy who’d repetitively called out that a wolf was present in the village so that the villages would rush to his aid. alas , in the end , the time he had told the    truth ,    no villagers stirred ,    &&    the wolf made quite a meal out of the village’s flock of sheep. 

but when it time was it that the story began to    darken ?    when was this familiar piece of storytelling altered for people to believe that it was the    boy    that the wolf    consumed ?    ❞

[zhadnsti-blog]

@usosama

【 ⚫ 𝑘𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑦𝑜. ⚫ 】 ———-

❝ ouma, i    saw you    come into my lab. wherever you’re hiding, come out    right now.    ❞

as many of his classmates could probably agree with, the smaller male’s pranks were starting to drive everyone a little    c r a z y.    korekiyo’s been a victim to a fair share of this    child’s    games    &&    while he’s mostly capable of ignoring it, knowing that    the little inconvenience    was somewhere in his lab of expensive antiques    &&   original artifacts only made him increasingly nervous.

[zhadnsti-blog]

😈

@usosama​​​ || nonverbal.

😈Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

【 ⚫ 𝑘𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑦𝑜. ⚫ 】 ———-

he’s merely met with    blank yellow eyes    from the taller figure. he had to admit ; kokichi was clever enough to pull such pranks    &&    be successful with them a    majority    of the time    ( it would be a lie to say he    hasn’t    startled korekiyo in the past ) ;    but perhaps his touch was slipping ———-

❝ i must say, ouma, you probably would have    frightened me    quite well if i hadn’t seen you hide there from    saihara    merely moments ago.  ❞