chxshio whispered: ♡ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ノ

♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together

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     His room, which was seldom occupied, was now seemingly cramped to him. The previous weeks that had passed, sleep was hardly necessary, but he was finding the lack of to be back firing on him. Chiyo, who was sitting next to him, had insisted on coming with him. There was still work to be done, but he knew that it would be him doing it while she kept him company. It was just a poorly crafted excuse for them to spend more time together, not that he was complaining. 

     The lights were dim and he was sure an hour or so had passed since he began flipping through the papers. It was then that he noticed the light weight on his shoulder. Turning ever so slightly would grant him a view of the sleeping Doe. He was assuming she must have been that way for a while considering how peaceful she looked. A very rare yawn left him, suddenly feeling rather tired himself. Akon convinced himself that a nap wouldn’t hurt, so he gently moved her head onto the pillow next to him. 

     He laid down beside her, looking up at the ceiling for a few minutes before turning over on his side. Crimson optics gazed sleepily at her as he pulled the blankets over her lithe form. The Demon tuned into her soft breathing, allowing himself this moment of peace. Before he knew it, his eyes were closed as well. 

  • ♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
  • ♕: Holding hands
  • ♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
  • ♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
  • ♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
  • ♙: Sharing a bed
  • ♚: Head scratches
  • ♛: Sharing a dessert
  • ♜: Shoulder rubs
  • ♝: Reading a book together
  • ♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
  • ♟: Patching up a wound
  • ♤: Taking a bath together
  • ♧: Your muse playing with their hair
  • ♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
  • ♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
  • ♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
  • ♣: Back scratches
  • ♥: Your muse crying about something
  • ♦: Slow dancing

Anonymous whispered: ❖ from xai, for s c i e n c e

     It was late and he didn’t really remember inviting the Tiger over, but the presence wasn’t exactly unwelcome. His office was where he spent his time after work— almost never being in his actual room. He was seated on the awkwardly placed couch when the door creaked open, allowing a small sliver of the halls light to illuminate the dark room. It wasn’t as if Xai was disturbing him, the chances of him sleeping were slim to none. If memory served, and it did, he hadn’t actually spoken to the male in sometime, so he concluded that this visit was rather long over due. As the door clicked shut, a low exhale could be heard. The smell of smoke began to fill the room, Akon now sitting up rather attentively. Within moments the room began to feel warmer.

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     His eyes were well adjusted to the pitch blackness, so watching Xai meander towards him was almost amusing. Once he was close enough to the couch, Akon stood up and took a few steps closer. The reaction he got was a puff of smoke in his face, not that he minded. Nimble fingers met the Tiger’s jaw. Lingering before plucking the cigarette away with ease. His bony form dared to get even closer, melting against his warmth. He was curious about many things concerning the one before him, so now seemed like a better time than ever to test the limits. 

     ”— I’m going to kiss you now.” He announced.

     It was simple and short, but he made note of the rugged yet inviting texture of the others lips. He went back once more, sighing into the kiss before he pulled away all together. The cigarette he had taken was now between his own lips. Akon took a long, almost painful drag before exhaling through his nose. A part of him wished the lights were on. 

chxshio whispered: ❖ fLIES INTO THE S U N FOR SCIENCE I GUESS

     She had been slipping again recently— her eyes always in and out of focus. It was getting far too noticeable. The air they breathed was clean. Sunlight was harsh on his eyes, but they way it shined on her skin left him staring for a moment or two. He had hoped the change of scenery would allow her a chance to collect herself. Akon never really showed how concerned he was when she got like this, it would probably only confuse her more. Each time soft pink eyes glanced at him, there was almost no recognition. Crimson optics would take the time to look at her more carefully— there would be no worries of her calling him out on it. 

     Still, he blew a few smoke rings. Which managed to hold her attention for a while, but this episode was much longer than most of the others had been. The longer he watched her, the more the selfish thoughts closed in on him. He held the cigarette away from Chiyo, who was now staring at him with a blank intensity. Her brows furrowed— lips parted in an attempt to speak. Silence remained. Somehow he was closer to her, pushing the stray locks of hair from her face. 

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    His expression was grim, fully aware of how wrong what he was about to do was. It was less of a desire and more of an urge at this very moment. He leaned in close and was surprised at how calm she stayed. It would be a secret— only he would be the only one keeping it. Chiyo’s lips were like silk. However,  the coldness and her lack of movement made it feel like kissing an unloving corpse, but there was something bittersweet about all of it. 

     It wasn’t like she’d actually remember this. 

airashiisenshi whispered: ❖ you probs taste like cigarettes and death

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     Oh, he did. The cigarette would be removed from it’s spot between his lips momentarily, leaning closer to the woman. He exhaled the smoke right in front of her face— a smirk tugging at his lips. It was spiteful, but playful non the less. She had a knack for getting on his nerves very quickly, so this was some sort of pay back. Thin pale lips brushed unsuspecting ones, blowing the remnants of the smoke onto them before closing the distance. He pushed even closer, nipping at her bottom lip before pulling away completely. 

     ”— Get back to work.”

seishuuku whispered: do you even lift bro

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     ”— Do you even brain, b r u h?”

send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours.

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yakuzaxai:

~≸██▓▒░主要░▒▓██≹~

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                He can smell the awkward silence about to fall on them — but Xai is much too interested in the fact this stranger physically altered himself, endeared noises in  throat, to let it become too quiet. Instead he gives a sidelong glance, hands shoved in the folds of his hakama. 

                He’s heading in the direction he knows leads to the Gotei, but by all means he’s making no effort to rush — nonchalant meandering pace to his long, long legs. He doesn’t bother to look around — knows this place like the back of his own hand by now. An abrupt turn is taken to the left, to one similarly dusty road just a bit wider — only he would know is entirely different — before speaking.

                             ❝ Impressive. The best I’ve done is…. maybe set some bones, sewn my own leg back on.❞

                Which sounds rhetorical, but in fact he’d nearly had his leg cut off by a certain asshole, bone the only thing keeping his appendage attached — had sewn his entire muscle back together, all the way around. Agonizing work, but you gotta do what you gotta do. 

                 He gives the horns on Akon’s head another appreciative grin.

                             ❝ Heh… They’re rad~ ❞

     That small, nonchalant comment about his leg— now that was something he could really get into. He pushed aside the compliment and began looking at the Tiger’s legs, evaluating each step that was took. Akon concluded that he must have done a good job because there was almost no way he could tell without seeing the leg bare.

     ”— Tell me about it.”

     This was no question, it was a demand that needed to be dealt with before he began asking personal questions. If they were going to talk about anything, he was glad it was something he dealt with on a daily basis. It would make speaking less of a chore. While he awaited a response, he took his eyes from the males legs and began looking around once more. Small memories with scenery similar to this came to the front of his mind— only to be pushed away before they began to bother him.

     The third seat continued on almost aimlessly, still following after Xai who now had some of his attention.