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[ MOVED TO DATXRA ] || Akuma no Riddle || [ Kirigaya Hitsugi ] Independent RP Ask blog Multi-ship-verse-fandom-OC friendly :: This is a side-blog :: Follow backs will be under [ krovski ] :: Tracked tag >> theslatebluecoffin

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“ SAY , WOULD IT  H U R T  IF YOU LOVED ME? PERHAPS IT WOULD. “

indie kirigaya hitsugi of akuma no riddle ( riddle story of devil ) written by jes || art credit

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permablue:

     “… Immigration Bureau…?”      Was someone playing a prank? There was no such thing … “I can’t understand what exactly you’re trying to ask.” She knelt down to see her face better.

“... Um...because I’ve only recently started living in this city, I thought it would be appropriate to have my identification documents recognized...” Her gaze cast down on reflex as the woman moved closer, thumbs fiddling with themselves. There was something about this place’s atmosphere that made her uneasy.

[theslatebluecoffin]

@permablue

"Excuse me, may I ask which way leads to the Immigration bureau?"

The girl meekly asked, fiddling with her fingers as she awaited an answer. Hopefully, since the lady donned in formal wear did appear to have been preoccupied with work through her handheld device.

[roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers]

I don’t think I’m anyone’s favorite RP partner. I’m afraid I never will be.

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Send 📱 for a late night text from my muse.

[overdueasteroid-archive-blog]

                            l o v e  is                            being willing to       ｄ ｉ ｅ                  for someone.                      o b s e s s i o n is                       being willing to                                                                          ＫＩＬＬ                       for someone.                       for you,                               i’d do both.                                                                           so what does that say about me?

[theslatebluecoffin]

musxng:

                             …& i can’t help but feel like i’m SUFFOCATING in all of my                                                                     awful                                                                 A W F U L                                                                  mistakes.

[rocketcandycouture]

Headcanon meme~

Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and I’ll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.

☾ - sleep headcanon

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☠ - angry/violent headcanon

✿ - Sex headcanon

■ -  Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

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∇ -. old age/aging headcanon

♒ - cooking/food headcanon

☼ - appearance headcanon

ൠ - random headcanon

◉ - Any other question of your choosing

[theslatebluecoffin]

27.10. - When you were six.

Lush trees swayed with flowers dancing to the afternoon breeze, the carpet of greenery beaming a healthy shade of green; it was a perfect day for a picnic.

Roaming this grassland was a little girl, hopping from one flower cluster to another with childlike fascination. Many species flourished in this area, and to her, it was like heaven on earth. Adjusting her skirt as she squat, both hands reached out to cradle the tiny gift she had found.

"Mother! Look, mother!"

They weren't far away, the azure child's parents, leisurely strolling to where their daughter went.

"Yes, my dear, what is it?" A soothing voice. Long ash grey hair loosely tied over her shoulder, the woman was clothed with a similar themed sundress as the girl. There was no mistaking that they were mother and daughter, perhaps, aside from their distinct eye and hair pigments. Hers were a shade of olive, contrasting with the girl who shared a rich gold like her significant other.

Grinning like an idiot as she stood in front of her mother, the girl carefully unveiled the four leaf clover.

"I found a lucky charm!"

"That's amazing, isn't it?" Turning around, the lady directed her statement to her husband. Proud smiles framed their faces --one eager to receive praise while the other brimmed with the pride of a mother watching her child grow.

Faced with pleasing two ladies, the man's lip curled into a wry smile and huffed a muted chuckle. He moved closer to his child before resting a hand on the girl's head, ruffling.

"It's impressive, Hitsugi." The man of the house spoke, his low husky voice complementing the rough stubble and short spiky deep blue hair he kept. "How do you like this place? Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked his princess, casually brushing off a random petal that clung onto her cheek with his thumb.

"I really love this place, father. I was thinking, since it has been a long while from our last picnic trip, anywhere would be fine. But now, I love it here." The girl was genuinely happy and Kirigaya-papa nodded. Was it due to work, that her father seemed less energetic as usual? Her parents were tasked with a huge research after all...

"Hmmm... this isn't the only surprise for today, my girl~" Now that intrigued the little girl, her head tilt in question. That changed entirely when the man revealed the present hidden in the basket he carried.

A pink teddy bear. The heart on its body being what had attracted the girl like bee to honey when they first met behind a glass panel on the streets many weeks ago. Handling the plush as if it were his newborn, the man gave the item to his child. He said sweetly, with his wife repeating the same words in perfect harmony.

"Happy Birthday, Hitsugi."

[ I tried to draw last year, and that failed terribly. So this year I thought I’d write/ type instead :x I’m not the best at all in writing drabbles, but have a headcanon glimpse of her past >_< ]

[theslatebluecoffin]

⋆ Detailed Headcanon Prompter! ⋆

⋆ : Minor personality flaw or quirk

✢ : Physical advantage

✣ : Physical disability/disadvantage

✦ : Fatal flaw

✧ : Mental or emotional strength

❋ : Belief they have

✩ : Belief they've questioned/struggled with

✪ : Critique they have about others

✫ : Pet peeve

✬ : Something minor they enjoy

✭ : An obscure interest

✮ : A moral standard

✯ : Way they could see themselves dying

✰ : Weird thing they want to try or have tried

★ : A socially unacceptable thought they've had

✱ : Someone or something who or that has played a part in a fantasy or daydream

✲ : Something or someone they down right hate

[theslatebluecoffin]

kyoukokiwigiri:

【 真相 】▬「ℛᴇᴠᴇʀʙᴇʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ℱᴏɢᴄᴜᴛᴛᴇʀ 」▬【 希望 】        ► Lips forming a smile, Kirigiri couldn’t help but feel at ease that her agony was well worth the result at the end. It was a contradictory moment for her, desire for death and bloodlust combined with a sense of ease and happiness. It was certainly weird how human desire and motive came to be, espescially one so strong that it manifested into an actual process. While Kirigiri did have a few others including Hitsugi who cared for her deeply, the sleuth was willing to compromise her life if it meant a positive result came to be. Being prideful of her lineage, such a thing would make her a hero to many, but a villain to others. Nonetheless satisfying every single individual was blatantly impossible.      But to Hitsugi it mattered not to the detective that the world may or may not hate her for this. It didn’t matter to Kirigiri if she were to die today if her plans and strength had failed her ultimately in the end. Still, falling into despair was never of a good thing to do. There was always a shred of hope, and that very hope she held onto the day she would be free from this curse and the day her last breath would be drawn. Kirigiri had gently grasped Hitsugi’s hand, feeling the human warmth seep into her own flesh and skin, it was partially enough to help her relieve some of the agony she had earlier. There wasn’t much she could do now but wait for what the plans were and as well as continue to withhold any other sinful need that was used to sate any bloodlust.      For something so serious, it turned to be bitterly sweet all the same. Kirigiri wasn’t accustomed to such promising words, but to protect them both, sacrifices were mandatory. Such sacrifices included abandoning the sense of warmth and desire, the care of the perspective of others upon oneself and even the sense of well-being. Gloved digits had felt the movement of the hand move away from hers, her fingers casually allowing the blood to dry on the navy plum colored leather. The faceted amethyst-eyed detective had casually watched the aqua-haired assassin go to the drawer, picking up tools and other necessary things for their plans. A few of her fingers did twitch however, a way of expressing caution seeing the door was wide open. Now Kirigiri wasn’t here to be the janitor, but a part of wanted to clean down the blood bath she had caused when she popped into the room. The smell of decay and iron was almost inevitable. Someone of sharp senses would automatically catch the death that seeped from within the room, the body of the man she had murdered was obviously noticeable but still drenched in said blood of his own body. Still, she didn’t do too much to him besides twist, turn and perhaps break parts of the vital parts of a body. Anatomy sure did have its perks didn’t it? Even more so why she was utterly dangerous at the very moment.

      Blinking a couple of times when the question about her regeneration was mentioned, Kirigiri chuckled dryly to herself. She was a super-human at the moment. Despite her abilities of being able to be nimble and quick with her kills and movements at times, she was still not anything else more than a fragile human. It wasn’t as if her DNA had mutated to provide any stimulation of speedy recovery abilities or even anything else remotely of that kind. At least that provided her some relief, but at the same time not so much if she were to be wounded during this mission, ❝ No, I don’t have any ridiculous healing abilities. Despite how I’m able to disappear and reappear by will as well as having inhuman strength at the moment, I’m still human. Any fatal wound would obviously kill me. I do assume you’re also wondering how you would hurt me if I by chance lose my own will. I believe it won’t be too hard, but I would still attempt to refrain from harming you as well as giving you an easy shot. If possible. ❞

      Pausing for a moment, when Hitsugi began to explain the plan, Kirigiri began to ponder. While she herself hadn’t explored the place well enough, she would have to act quick and efficient if this went well. There was always a possibility that any other lurkers would arrive unexpectedly and due to these other possible routes she began to craft her own plans as well if Hitsugi’s had the bumpiest of roads. Normally Kirigiri desired to keep the killings and damages to a bare minimum and had hoped that this would be the least amount of injuries and terrors she’d deal with with her own two hands. Humming quietly to herself for a brief moment, the sleuth began to walk closer to the shorter girl, light amethyst hues bearing down at the sight of the utility that had flown into the air and into her hands. She was more proficient with a gun more than anything else, but had basic knowledge on how these things worked exactly. She wasn’t like the SHSL Soldier which she knew who attended to the same academy as her, but regardless, she was going to ask how they worked and what she needed to do with them anyway, ❝ I have seen how they work, but never handled one myself. It’s best to teach me how if we ever do need to use them, but I believe you should have more of these as I can disappear at will. But of course I can use these to help create a thicker atmosphere for your sake. I am fine either way. ❞   ◄    

Golden orbs blinked at the girl's reply. Well, Hitsugi may have thought too much about the supernatural abilities that possessed her friend, assuming that it had a deep influence on the atomic level -which would be a hassle-, than what it really was. Her features softened, tip of her lips quirking into a gentle smile. It was odd, or was it, to feel relief upon knowing that her best friend was still human at the core; she can get hurt and bleed just like anyone else, not that Hitsugi would intentionally inflict harm on her really. There was hope that things would get better for the young detective. Thank goodness. Even a glimmer was enough; there was hope, period. Gaze lingered on the older girl for a couple moments before Hitsugi closed her eyes and nodded.

"That's worth taking note of. I can't deny that I asked that to come up with measures for when you lose control, though my concern was of safety. I wouldn't want to be negligent to the limits of the curse, then leaving you yourself in danger believing that you can handle it. Call me cautious to say that it's best we don't stray too far from one another, even if you remain invisible in observation mode." Now everything from here on was shrouded with uncertainty, and while Hitsugi could anticipate the worst case scenarios, Kirigiri wouldn't be able to do so as much due to her lack of intel. Unfortunately for them time wasn't on their side, or she would have been able to elaborate through words. Communication was important, if they were going to work in tandem and break out of this dungeon. Except this wasn't a game. And the mini-bosses could actually pose a huge threat. And there's no save point. And you can't heal nor retry. Well... Only once or twice had the little girl aided the other in a team effort. Considering both of them are observant and alert to their surroundings, Hitsugi wasn't troubled for the most part. The question was how things would play out if they were separated...

Hitsugi mused a light chuckle. Of course, when the item she'd passed to the older girl was a variant to its much common models, a brief explanation had to be made. Taking out another of its kind from the box, Hitsugi illustrated each step as clearly as she could. "This is Datura's standard issue of flashbang, or stun grenade, whichever term is preferred. It's smaller than a regular grenade because it's made to be used even with one hand. Simply flick out its only safety ring, depress the button at the top, and toss it at the intended target. The same for any cylindrical bomb, really. It's capable of producing a frightening flash of light, so make sure not to detonate one too close to yourself." Once that was done, Hitsugi swiftly stuffed the small cylinder she held into her waist pouch. Gearing up with sufficient auxiliary tools, Hitsugi reequipped her handgun into its holster. "... Would you like to see if anything fits you?" She'd noticed that the sleuth was showing signs of restlessness and so pushed the box in her direction, for the other to arm herself too.

"... Honestly, I would love to head straight for the council of directors and the men who fund these extensive research of poison... but," Hitsugi's expression darkened, sucking in a breath as fingers swept a lock of hair behind her ear. "I'll take the chance to put this to an end, so that there'll never be another Angel's Trumpet born from here. For that cause, no one from Datura shall leave this building alive."

That means she'll be taking lives. Not ten, not twenty, but an estimated hundred in one fell swoop. A despairing number it was, more or less a massacre in planning, especially when the girl was painfully aware that the odds were smiling at her in this gamble like its always been. She feared the outcome of failure. It wasn't resentment that drove her actions, for she had learnt to tame that emotion, but the revolting fact that she was a part of this seemingly unending cycle. Behind that angelic smile was a burdened little girl, and while she couldn't bring herself to taker her own life, the girl quickly understood the alternative wherein immense power was necessary; power that she never had until now. Yes, Hitsugi was taking advantage of Kirigiri's situation. It kills two birds with one stone, and moreover the girl had offered her aid in hopes of quenching her bloodlust so there wasn't a problem there, no?

Ugh. Now wasn't the time to hesitate. There were pressing matters to attend to, mainly that it wasn't wise to loiter in this room any longer. Anyone could drop by and realize that something was off. Standing by the closed door, she'd head straight for the security room once Kirigiri was ready.

[theslatebluecoffin]

fifty totally random character development questions:

1. Do they prefer to wear headphones or earbuds when listening to music?

2. What do they do when they're feeling tired and need to stay awake?

3. Do they usually eat mild, medium, or spicy salsa?

4. Pizza, McDonalds, or Chinese take-out?

5. How do they react to finding out someone has a crush on them?

6. How do they feel about unrequited love?

7. How would they fare in a zombie apocalypse?

8. Gold, silver, or copper jewelry?

9. How much ice do they put in their drinks?

10. Do they use Instagram, Facebook, or Tumblr? If so, how much/often?

11. What's their desktop background?

12. How are they at taking care of plants?

13. Did they have any phases? (e.g. emo, punk, scene...)

14. How did they do academically in high school?

15. Are they the big spoon or the little spoon?

16. How do they like their eggs?

17. How do they like their toast?

18. Queso or guacamole?

19. What are they like as a neighbor?

20. How do they behave when confronted with deadlines?

21. What's the weirdest thing you're likely to find in their room?

22. What fictional character do they relate to the most?

23. Do they like raisins in their pastries? If no, will it stop them from eating it?

24. When forced to do a group project with other people, what role do they usually play?

25. Does your muse listen to vinyl records? Do they use iTunes? Do they legally or illegally download music?

26. How would your muse do at taking care of a goldfish?

27. Is your muse a dreamer or a realist?

28. Android, iPhone, or other?

29. What's their Subway order?

30. Trendsetter, trend follower, or trend ignorer?

31. What about themselves do they usually not tell people? What are they embarrassed of?

32. What's their ideal vacation?

33. White, red, or rose wine?

34. Are they outdoorsy? Do they enjoy hiking, camping, etc.?

35. What's their Starbucks order?

36. What colors make up most of their wardrobe?

37. Do they believe in any conspiracy theories? Fear a zombie apocalypse/AI overtake? How do they think the world will end?

38. Do they play video games? If so, which ones?

39. What would you see if you looked through their trashcan?

40. What kind of videos do they get recommended on YouTube?

41. Are they an exhibitionist? Do they ever change in front of windows? Have sex when they know people can see/hear?

42. How do they feel about astrology?

43. Why do people usually call them on the telephone? To complain? To ask for advice? To ask them to do something for them?

44. Have they ever had any pregnancy scares?

45. Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter?

46. Do they meme? Enjoy memes? Create memes? Find them horribly annoying? How about shitposts?

47. How do they go about asking someone out or confessing their feelings about someone to them?

48. When do they usually go to bed?

49. In the "sleep vs. grades vs. social life, pick two" situation, which two do they pick?

50. What do they think is the meaning of life?

[cutelittlerpmemes]

Send my muse anons about questions you’ve always been curious about

[yukane]

Student No. 4 Kirigaya Hitsugi

“Misusing medicines can lead to them becoming a poison.”

[theslatebluecoffin]

PSA: Semi-Hiatus

Although I don’t have many followers, I still find it right to inform about my activity status from now on :)

As my university lectures officially start tomorrow, I foresee myself being unable to respond to replies/ ask as frequent as before.

I will still be around! and will get to replies when I can, so feel free to send me things. They won’t go unanswered :)