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I think tumblr ate my drop notice ask. Now that the activity check is done, I’d like to apologize to anyone who wanted to interact with me and any of my “ongoing” threads i had. But I had a long time thinking and dropping off Akutagawa. Now that the activity check is out and I’m basically out and about, sorry. 

Once I’m ready again, I’ll reapp aku, but I’ve lost muse for him completely.

You can find me on Crow’s @ crimsonverses or Ailane @ rosenschnitt

#ooc.

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godostoevsky·.

It took some time before Fyodor found himself to be acceptably dressed to go outside in public, after all, as comfortable as they might have been, those white jumpsuits Meursalt was so fond of were not exactly acceptable public attire. At least so the Russian man assumed, but truly, who knew with a place such as this.

Regardless, once such was done with, he figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea at all to familiarise himself with this strange new place he found himself trapped in. WIth all of his plans put on hold here, he had nothing if not plenty of free time to explore, which seemed like a wise idea to him, seeing how his adventage in every situation came from exploring and from bonds he formed. Every chessmaster must know both the board and the pieces, after all.

It is due to those reasons that he finds himself wandering the streets of the more urban part of his ward, keeping mostly to the main roads at first, but by the time sun has begun to set, he found himself at a shortage of such for the time being, leading him to explore the smaller streets and back alleys.

During such, despite his casual strolling he finds himself stopping in his tracks as he notices someone.. familiar. No, he knew the boy walking in this alley. Ryunosuke Akutagawa, one of the notorious members of the Port Mafia. Yes, Fyodor distinctly remembers his photograph and name from the files he got a hold of about a month ago, why, wasn’t this one of the people who confronted Ivan and Alexander in the faux-hideout?

Last he recalled, the boy has never seen Fyodor face to face.. This could be a favourable situation, in that case.  

“Excuse me, may I have a moment of your time?” He asks with his usual pleasant tone, truly seeming like a regular person he seemed to many who were not involved in his schemes. He already had a question in mind, one that might provoke conversation, and if it fails, well.. Fyodor is nothing if not a quick thinker.

@rashomn

                  Only time could tell how long he was gonna be stuck in here, with no familiar faces but Dazai and the weretiger around.  No one here was easy to trust and at most Akutagawa preferred it that way, only seen around in the shadows as the boy with the hungry beast.

                The young man senses a presence, an ominous one at that.  He stops dead in his track, standing quietly, tensing his body as he readies himself for combat--- only to be interrupted by a “kind” voice, soothing and tranquillising.  Rashomon, on the other hand, remains aggressive. Protective of the boy.

                 “  … I do not know this voice.  ”   Akutagawa remains in his place, back turned to the russian.  Rashomon hisses, hostile as ever towards anyone it deems harmful to it’s owner.  If this stranger wants his precious time, he might as well get to know them.   “  Tell me your name or I will be leaving.  ”

#dostoevsky 001 #oh no... aku dont be so antisocial #godostoevsky

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gee thanks tumblr.

#tumblr isnt showing me notifs so if u got a starter for me just tag me in the tagging part #cuz the @ doesnt work sdfisdf #tags

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Subversion pt 1 Infomartion.

Akutagawa is young college student, and works part time at a flower shop. 

He’s not aware of his ability, at all. He even wears something else, and only uses his coat for cold weather.

He foods the local stray cats every evening he walks back home from school.

As for his school grades... he’s doing fairly good! 

He lives with his foster parents angry hat man who just drinks his anger away and depressive but still living idiot-san. But he does his best to support them with their rent.

Really... he’s just a normal guy. He’s not even depressive, he just has anger issues and some anxiety going on.

Relationships

He has parents so... you know.

You go to a college? Great, let him become your friend who lets you copy his homework and helps you

You can also always find him around campus, specifically the library

Want flowers? Ask him for advice! He’d love to help.

more to be added!

#isola event: subversion #i love aku

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                 “  ... I do not like such loud noises.  ”   Yeah, okay.  He’s gonna go sleep through the night for now, Skip new years eve altogether or something.  Unless someone can convince him otherwise.

#tags #isola mini #okay akutagawa you need to relax

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tntdsorrow·.

Chuuya glances to the side at the familiar voice - so Akutagawa got thrown here too, huh? He’s both comforted and not at the sight of his subordinate. For one, at least he’s not entirely alone. But for another, where does that leave the Port Mafia back home without two of its top assassins…

“That makes two of us” he snorts, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and stomping it out. Absolutely not because he cares for the boy’s weak constitution or anything. 

Maybe a little. 

“I got my ability kicked down a couple notches too…it’s not entirely gone, but all I can manage to do is deflect some measly bullets. ‘Least who or whatever brought us here was kind enough to make sure we didn’t die first thing” Chuuya detaches himself from the wall he was sulking on, joining Akutagawa with an air of authority as if their positions technically didn’t mean a thing in this place. 

“Well, nothin’ we can do about it, except find our way out. Or fight, as the case may be” the executive shoots his trademark lopsided grin - he’s probably hoping for the latter, and for it to be a damn good fight at that. 

                   Two of them, huh...  Come to think of it, aren’t they the top assassins ??  What about Akutagawa’s little sister--  who is gonna pay for Gin’s food and clothes now..?!  Ah, to be honest, he worries a lot for her...  sure, he lacks any sort of expression most of the time  ( besides anger, of course.  Anger is a Port Mafia trademark )  but even he has a soft side.

                 “  While I highly doubt any sort of attacks will come soon,  I am greatly relieved to know we get to keep them…  After all Rashomon is a dear companion that has always been with me.   ”   That is to say... at least it’s mind is still in tact, although weakly, it still loved any sort of attention from it’s owner.  Akutagawa gives it a few headpats before calling it off.

                “   But so I heard... Dazai-san is here too.   ”   Dazai.  His old mentor and former executive of the Port Mafia.  His sudden change from bad to good guys was to be expected,  the death of his friend must have taken a toll on him.  Akutagawa knew how loss felt...

                It was a feeling the both mafioso’s knew.

#tags #tntdsorrow #nakahara 001 #i may have messed up bc IM DRUNK AND IM STARTING TO FEEL LIKE HELL BUT HERE

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tntdsorrow·.

Nakahara Chuuya’s lived through plenty of impossible situations by now. From as far back as his memories go, he doesn’t think a second of his life could be considered ‘normal’. Even so…

Exactly how in the ever loving fuck did he end up here?! 

His first guess was an ability user, maybe something like that Guild girl who could create alternate dimensions. Or, like the man who quite literally gave him this life…

But that doesn’t account for the fact he’s been de-powered, given a charming little pamphlet by the taxi driver who’d restrained him on the way here from…wherever the fuck he woke up, and that there’s so many weirdos walking around here he’d swear this was just an elaborate convention or something.

Chuuya takes a drag of a cigarette, taking slight comfort in the dimly-lit red light district reminding him of the, ah, business his Ane-san runs. Part of him is still hoping this is all a nightmare, that he’ll wake up back home any minute now…

                   “  Nakahara-san.   ”   A shadow emerges from the void, his voice was rough and scratchy-- it seems he was... surprised about another mafia member stuck in this place. There was a lost child in there, but a monster showing instead. Of course, only the closest to him know what is going on in his head.

                  “  I didn’t expect you here...   ”   Akutagawa keeps his distance, the smoke making him cough just a little bit.  Hold on...  something feels odd about his coat--- what if he summons the beast now ??

                  To no one’s surprise, Rashomon only became a shield.  His companion running on a time limit.  Damn.  Whoever limited their abilities, knew that the rabid dog could be a thread.     “   I believe my powers have been weakened as I arrived... Rashomon feels weak compared to when I was in Yokohama. Oddly enough, I have enough power to shield myself.   ”

#nakahara 001 #tntdsorrow #tags #i still need tags im gonna die

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Actually, please disregard the reserve I sent in earlier. Here is my Akutagawa Ryunosuke! Links can be found at the fourth button, with the app (/app) and stats (/stats).

Welcome Akutagawa from Bungou Stray Dogs!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 110!

You can keep your coat, but Rashomon will only be able to become a shield and only for a total of 10 minutes a day!

Enjoy your stay!

–Mod Lyra

#tags #rashomon has become tiny