Yknow What.Human Abilities AU Where People's Abilities Are Just... Their Own Person. Similar To A Modern

yknow what. Human Abilities AU where people's abilities are just... their own person. similar to a modern au but the abilities are also there but as actual people ^^ starting with sskk and skk! (am i making it into yin-yang w|w and double black m|m? maybe. i dont know myself. i think.)

byakko would be the strict but motherly protective tiger that i headcanon her to be. very protective of atsushi since he still goes through hell in an orphanage, and really, she has no filter but is nice enough to place one on for... five minutes. voice claim... ethereal but monotone. my girl's blunt. ex: tigress from kung fu panda rashomon would likely act similar to aku in a sense, but... more teasing. she likes to rile byakko up, but those happen on, like, a good day. which is one out of... two-three weeks. but similar to byakko, she's protective of the siblings very much, and can and will spoil those two with sweets since the whole slums situation. now her voice claim would likely have an elegant voice compared to byakko, yet both have the same bite. ex: yae miko from genshin impact but toned down. --- how these two interact... hm. probably how atsushi and aku were from day one in canon, they hated each other. but it could go two ways: where they catch fists or egged on by rashomon's teasing... "or is she threatening?" <- byakko. but after some time, from hating each others guts when on site and also not, it more or less evolves to them... liking each other's company. byakko helps rashomon regarding seeing things in other perspectives, however blunt they are. and rashomon helps byakko with the social cues. neither of them are the talkers, but when its just them two, no words would be spoken and yet they just understand what they need.

now for no longer human, whom i shall call "null". null is... silent. the silent eerie character that rarely talks but is just... there. not much cues in his blank and expressionless face, and his posture is solemn and tight. he acts much similar to 15!dazai but more melancholic. he took the brunt of whatever happened in his and dazai's childhood, he's a lot more mature than that. his voice claim would be a deep voice, could be heard as monotone or angry to strangers, but with those who's familiar with him, it's just... calming. ex: the horse from the boy, the mole, the fox, and the horse. for the tainted sorrow, or more or less arahabaki... he's basically a chuuya but more destructive, and he doesn't want to slow down. but when it comes to null, its either that he has to be in pace with the other or he can and will drag them. they don't care. but of course, others wonder why he cares so much for null if its said that he doesnt care at all. now some might say that no one could manage to understand him, others would say that he might speak riddles. a sort of ethereal tone, and it's oddly pitched. possible ex: sphinx from dragons dogma 2. --- this one's different, how they interact. basically: arahabaki would try and egg null on, get them riled up, but for the sake of proving the man wrong in his own point. it's unfortunately that both null and dazai have that sense of not being human. and while chuuya has his own way in showing dazai he has a life worth living, arahabaki's situation is a more difficult one. because null's more observant and quiet, the man likely has several scenarios going through his head on what's to happen, and has definitely figured out what arahabaki's planning on doing and avoided it with some certain word of phrase. so, arahabaki turns those words against null. two can play that game. but while arahabaki helps null with that, null helps with arahabaki's destructive and explosive tendencies, managing to defuse a situation in mere seconds and get them out of trouble. they're looking out for each other, and they have their backs.

0w0 Yeahhhh this is what I had in mind =w=

In the future, I would want to make this bit into a whole blog on its own, but for now I think I would keep it as a tag here on my main blog -w-""

Here's to more Cat Mom Byakko, a single momma of four kids (read: cats)

Amidst Night and Moonlight

It wasn’t unusual that Atsushi was called out to drag his drunken mentor back to the dorms, nor was it he’d bump into Akutagawa along the way, doing the same for his drunken executive. But what was unusual was the fact they were at a bustling club rather than those holes in the wall bars.

“Can you see them?” Atsushi calls from beyond the loud music. But given that the raven was squinting, slowly scanning the areas and specifically the bar, he couldn’t. He sighs in defeat as they fall back to stand at the wall, keeping together amidst the crowded building. “Think they ditched and are off somewhere?” he guessed.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if this entire thing was planned.”

“You think they planned this drunk?”

“Do you want me to answer that?”

“Definitely not.” Atsushi sighs again and looks towards the dance floor.

The music was ear piercing and the lights were blaring, but even then, he could tell that they were enjoying themselves, drunk or not. He glances over at Akutagawa who more or less was looking at his phone, squinting at the screen. They’re here, may as well try…

Atsushi nudged the other and held up a hand, a silent offer. Akutagawa stared at it for a moment before scowling and returned back to looking at his phone, but Atsushi knew he didn’t mean it. It was more softer than his usual scowls or glares, and given the fact that the other pressed closer that he was leaning on the detective, it was a silent apology.

Atsushi just quietly smiled, although it may look more resigned from an outside perspective. He knew that the other would reject, given that it was such a crowded place. He supposed that he wanted to try to break that barrier of vulnerability on Akutagawa’s part. Maybe another night, he sighs to himself, closing his eyes to rest them from the lights.

He felt a nudge and he looked over in time to Akutagawa grabbing his arm and they hugged the wall as they exited the club through the back entrance. “W-Wait a sec, what about-”

“There was no point in being in there for longer if the people we’re finding aren’t in the building.” Akutagawa pointedly scowled. Atsushi just nervously smiled at that and decided to just follow the other’s lead. He seemed to know where to go, or at least had a destination. Wonder where it’ll be. Looking over, Akutagawa continued walking, keeping his gaze straight ahead.

“Akutagawa?”

Silence.

Atsushi looked at him for a moment longer before sighing to himself and looked around, before raising an eyebrow. Where were they?

His ametrine sunset eyes flickered and shone a bright gold color, purple pupils dilating to large orbs as he surveyed the area. Yokohama International Passenger Terminal…? Before Atsushi could ask what was going on, he yelped when his hands were suddenly grabbed and pulled forward.

With a stumble, he catches himself in time to be centimeters away from Akutagawa’s face, just barely seen under the bright moonlight. Atsushi stares at Akutagawa’s face before smiling quietly and shifting his hands to rest on their shoulders, feeling Akutagawa’s rest on his waist. Amidst the moonlight and the gentle crashing of the waters against the harbor, they swayed to a silent rhythm, their foreheads pressed and serene smiles on their faces.

“I’m sorry…” Akutagawa whispers, keeping his eyes closed.

Atsushi chuckles, “It’s okay. I should’ve figured you wouldn’t want to dance in that place.”

“And you’re not mad?”

“Why would I be?”

Silence, but Atsushi smiles at the sight of the other’s quieter one.

“Thank you for understanding me,” he whispers and takes a step forward. Atsushi yelped, his arms frantically wrapping around the other’s shoulders as he was dipped backwards, only one leg was planted on the ground, the other awkwardly up in the air.

Instantly his face rushes red before he lets out a barely concealed laugh, shoulders shaking and Akutagawa just follows suit, although a bit better than Atsushi and they share a kiss before Akutagawa pulls Atsushi back up and they resume, hand in hand. Before they knew it, they walked along the passenger terminal’s grounds, full of ballroom dancing.

Close by, both Chuuya and Dazai watched while recording the entire thing.

“I win the bet, Mackerel~” Chuuya snickers ominously, holding his phone as he records the sweet scene before them.

Dazai just silently parroted in a mocking tone and pouted the rest, bringing up his night vision binoculars to watch the pair as they continued dancing amidst the night and moonlight.

(A/N): why did i post this in the first place? well- this tiny itty-bitty fic was more or less inspired by this post by @k0t3x-n3t! Thank you for letting me write this tiny thing! Thank you for reading! (really bout to out myself with that singular catchphrase that i do on ao3 hm-)

To commemorate the birthday jinko, I give you dis Post-BEAST Nakajima!

My guy's just in peace, more or less. He still lives in the orphanage, and is more or less the third adult of the place (Mori first, Elise second) He ditched the collar, and also his coat. Went to at least use an old caretaker coat. He won't wear it properly, no matter how much you try and convince him that it's fine, the children won't get scared of him the moment he dawns the coat. So he just has it hanging off his arms, and you know what? It works. He is more or less... less tired. Still tired, yes, but he's working on himself. Give him some time. Oh, and his hair's growing out! Look at the boi go!

Anyways, happy birthday to the characters and their IRL counterpart!

Whether I'll draw more or write something about this, give me some time ^^

The Captain

Name: Sera Vessel Affiliation: Captain Gender: Female | She/Her Species: Human Height: 5'4.6 | 164 cm Color Code: #9966CC Oshi Mark: ⚓ Fan Name: Serglass

"A woman with only her beloved ship under her name, she takes to the seas with vigor and hope."

modern au but is it really?

chuuya has recently moved to the countryside from the busy city, for the change of scenery but also because it's closer to the hospital that is looking after his twin brother. verlaine and rimbaud think it's a good idea, for a change of pace.

anyways chuuya goes through the notions of being the new kid from the city now in the quiet countryside with their dirt roads, hokura(small shrines found on the country roadsides), and rice fields, as well as neighbors a good walk away from his new home. he adjusts well, surprisingly. his friends at school who claim themselves to be called the flags, his neighbor who frequently visits who he found calling her ane-san. and since moving, he was able to visit his brother in the hospital more often, whose health has been progressing slowly but positively. baki's now able to walk with a cane, an upgrade from his wheelchair!

but he could tell that something was... different about this side of the country. he couldn't figure out what the feeling was. and when asking ane-san and the flags, they all deduce that he was simply getting used to the airy atmosphere the spirits brought, as if welcoming them. that same night, he could hair faint whistling amongst the gentle breeze and rustling treetops.

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it was any other day where chuuya found himself laying amongst the grass, enjoying the sun on his skin. then just a moment later, he hears a skitter. but when he looked over, there was nothing. thinking nothing of it, he resumed minding his own business. this happens for the next few minutes before chuuya just got tired and snapped his head over. only to see a white fox from the nose to tailtip.

with his phone in their jaws.

needless to say, chuuya gave chase after the animal who raced off, letting out loud squeals that sound as if it were laughing. but in this current scenario, chuuya felt-- no, knew-- it was mocking him. they ran all over the place; his open front yard, down through the streets (it didn't help that he people were out and about harvesting their fields, they have a front row seat to the spectacle happening before them. the flags, definitely), and through the forest brush.

after chasing the white speck of squealing fur for what felt like a lifetime, chuuya finally first through the forest and... into a small clearing. it physically made him stop to take in the sudden change of scenery, as one second ago it was purely forest. and now... there's a path that he could tell has been overun by the grass. he could barely see the stone slates that help make the path. at the edges of the clearing, small but prominent stones with shimenawa encircled the clearing. and just ahead of him, a rundown and unattended hokura, a small stone statue in the form of a fox with five tails. five? suddenly, he hears a mischievous snicker behind him, and he whips around, remembering what brought him on this wild goosechase.

only to be met twin white fox ears poking out the top of curly brown hair, a glint in heather brown eyes accompanied by a mischievous smirk, and five white tails behind them and their blue kimono.

oh, and his phone in their mouth.