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(open) tripping over skeletons along the way
Who: akira kurusu & you!
What: eating chocolates, becoming catboys, making bad life decisions.
When: throughout the month
Where: here and there and everywhere and also akechi's house.
Content Warnings: none yet, will update as needed.
[ a; these are just a couple of my cravings ]
[ Akira is standing there holding a piece of chocolate. This is not unusual, but he's just standing there looking at the chocolate with a completely confused look on his face, looking around periodically like he's expecting it to be revealed that he's on a prank show or something.
But nothing is happening. The chocolate sure looks tasty, but he's a little hesitant, so he addresses the nearest person: ]
... hey, wanna split this with me?
[ You know, in case it's cursed, because that makes sense. ]
[ b; but i got cat class and i got cat style ]
[ Have you ever seen a cat? Great! Have you ever seen a man? Even better! Have you ever seen a catman?
Akira hadn't, actually, until he looked in the mirror not long after eating a cursed chocolate (he'd known it was going to bite him in the ass somehow) and had found himself with some distinctly feline characteristics. Two tufted black furry ears, a furry tail, some pointier teeth and nails than he's used to. The works. He's glad Morgana isn't here to see him, but--
Well, it could be worse, right? Which is exactly what he thinks, up until he's walking down one of the streets and then stops dead, pupils dilating as he tracks the descent of a small bug of some kind. His tail lashes. He crouches.
He grabs the bug on the first attempt, and -- Akira don't eat it! ]
[ totally open log, have at! if you'd like to plot a chocolate effect, you can PM this journal or (perhaps more reliably given DW) hit me up on discord@ yukimarimo#2784. i'm happy to throw up personalized starts if anyone needs! ]
What: eating chocolates, becoming catboys, making bad life decisions.
When: throughout the month
Where: here and there and everywhere and also akechi's house.
Content Warnings: none yet, will update as needed.
[ a; these are just a couple of my cravings ]
[ Akira is standing there holding a piece of chocolate. This is not unusual, but he's just standing there looking at the chocolate with a completely confused look on his face, looking around periodically like he's expecting it to be revealed that he's on a prank show or something.
But nothing is happening. The chocolate sure looks tasty, but he's a little hesitant, so he addresses the nearest person: ]
... hey, wanna split this with me?
[ You know, in case it's cursed, because that makes sense. ]
[ b; but i got cat class and i got cat style ]
[ Have you ever seen a cat? Great! Have you ever seen a man? Even better! Have you ever seen a catman?
Akira hadn't, actually, until he looked in the mirror not long after eating a cursed chocolate (he'd known it was going to bite him in the ass somehow) and had found himself with some distinctly feline characteristics. Two tufted black furry ears, a furry tail, some pointier teeth and nails than he's used to. The works. He's glad Morgana isn't here to see him, but--
Well, it could be worse, right? Which is exactly what he thinks, up until he's walking down one of the streets and then stops dead, pupils dilating as he tracks the descent of a small bug of some kind. His tail lashes. He crouches.
He grabs the bug on the first attempt, and -- Akira don't eat it! ]
[ totally open log, have at! if you'd like to plot a chocolate effect, you can PM this journal or (perhaps more reliably given DW) hit me up on discord@ yukimarimo#2784. i'm happy to throw up personalized starts if anyone needs! ]
goro "still the worst" akechi
But Akira has been hearing about curses. Akira has also already eaten a cursed chocolate. Akira has filled his kitchen with partially-cursed coffee beans.
Akira is tired of this shit.
So this time, when Akechi opens his door in the morning, Akira will appear -- rather out of nowhere -- holding two steaming cups of coffee in his hands. His ears (tufted, black, and extremely fluffy-- when did he get those?) perk forward, and his tail (when did he get that?) is lashing behind him. ]
Hi. We should talk. [ And then he's setting a cup of coffee in Akechi's hands before Akechi can protest too much. ]
Before one of us, like, gets cursed and goes insane and has to kill the other one. [ For starters, that never seems to take, with them. ]
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As for the cloud of vague irritation that's settled over him, that's most assuredly unrelated. And there's definitely no particular reason he's not irritated when he opens the door to find himself face to face with Akira.
Akira's opening gets nothing more than a raised brow from Akechi because... yeah, talk about blunt. But that's not what he comments on. Instead his gaze flicks to Akira's ears. ]
What did you do to yourself this time?
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I'm pretty sure it's from a chocolate. This random... being... gave it to me and I had to eat it? [ He did not Have to eat it, technically, but the urge was so overwhelmingly compelling that he figured what the hell, why not. ]
Sumire says they're cute.
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A 'random being' in a town full of monsters gave you chocolate and you... ate it.
[ Akechi will not remark upon the fact that he felt like he had to eat it, since that seems par for the course for this town. He also doesn't remark on how cute the ears may or may not be, since that is in no way relevant to the current conversation. ]
I suppose turning you kemonomimi is hardly the worst thing that could have happened.
[ And finally he reaches out to take the cup off coffee. ]
So what was so important that you needed to ambush me with coffee to discuss it?
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Pretty sure. He's pretty sure he'd notice anything else. God, he hopes so. ]
I, um... [ Akira lets his voice wander, a little uncharacteristically, as he looks at the doorframe. The fact that he reaches up to play with his hair only draws more attention to the vague blush instead of moving attention away, but, well. ]
Thought we should talk about the other night.
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And he especially doesn't care because Akira's reaction is... unusual. Akechi violently shoves away any inconvenient thoughts about how interesting it is to see Akira acting so shy for a change. Instead he turns his attention towards the idea of slinking his way out of this conversation, but...
There's really no point, is there? He lives with Akira and can't avoid him forever. More importantly, he actually finds he... doesn't hate the idea of having this conversation. At least, not more than he hates the idea of putting it off. So he lets out a soft breath that's neither hard enough to be a huff nor long enough to be a sigh. ]
Fine.
[ And then he steps through the door and into the hall. Whatever this conversation is going to include, it's not one he wants to have in his bedroom. ]
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So he leads them to the kitchen, because the kitchen reminds him of Leblanc, in part because Akira has, over the course of the past few months, steadily acquired odds and ends that make it look more like Leblanc.
The point is, it's homey and familiar, and also like 85% of his emotional conversations with Akechi happened in Leblanc. ]
... so, can I ask you out on a date? I mean, there's no neat aquarium here...
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So he takes his seat across from Akira and...
... Isn't really surprised when Akira opens up with something approaching a joke. Akechi puffs out a little half laugh again. ]
Well. We could always go down to the sea and watch the newcomers flop around.
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I was thinking along the lines of eating. [ He has scoped out all the businesses in the area, after all, and while nothing would make the cover of a Tokyo magazine covering the food scene, there's things that are both decent and not likely to injure either of them. ]
Or fighting. [ It isn't like Akira's been vibrating out of his skin or anything. No sir. It's just that everytime something happens, Akira is visibly restless with the fact that horrible things are happening and he's somehow entirely uninvolved and cannot simply thief his way through saving the world.
Offensive, frankly. ]
Playing chess could be involved.
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Fighting?
[ Akechi doesn't sound entirely disbelieving, exactly, but definitely pretty skeptical. ]
I didn't think you were the sort to crave bloodshed.
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...I mean, after getting so used to fighting in the metaverse, it was hard enough to adjust the first time. Then it came back, and I think that took away any chance I had of not being...
Uhh, dangerously reckless? [ He's quoting Takemi. ]
But now we're here, so it makes sense to get used to fighting by this place's rules! [ It was a slightly circuitous little speech, but he got there in the end. Sometimes he misses having Morgana there to keep every conversation going.
He does not miss Morgana being around whenever he wants to make out, thought. That'd be awkward. ]
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It's difficult to remember how severe the consequences are in reality, you mean?
[ Akechi had admittedly had a touch of trouble adjusting to that idea himself - but he at least had the advantage of treating each trip into the metaverse like it was a matter of life or death. ]
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Apparently Ange belongs to neither of the categories, since she just looks at Akira like he's suddenly gone mad, raising a single eyebrow of Doom. (And Judgement.) ]
Are you trying to poison me?
[ T-Thanks, Ange, as friendly as ever... ]
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an elder horror kinda dude gave him the chocolate, so actually: ]
But someone gave me this and I feel really compelled to share it. [ Which, weird compulsions are bad in their own right, but also, he cannot shake it. He must share the chocolate. ]
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[ To say the least. At least she doesn't sound annoyed as much as she just sounds like she's using the most dry and deadpan ton possible in the entire world as she's saying it..
Because she's pretty sure anyone would find that statement suspicious. ]
It kind of sounds like you got roped into a supernatural pyramid scheme. [ Involving chocolate. ] I mean, would you usally have gone around sharing it like this?
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It just feels like it's really good and I'm compelled to share it. Like being brainwashed?
But with chocolate. [ Akira, maybe... maybe don't so casually mention being brainwashed like it's a totally normal thing that people experience all the time. ]
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Though thankfully being way too casual about something like this is definitely something Ange can take in stride. Especially if he's truly been brainwashed, because then it only makes sense that the guy wouldn't really think that it was all that much of a strange thing in the first place. As part of the brainwashing.
And despite the fact that Ange is definitely more concerned than she's letting on to, she sounds casual enough as well when she speaks up, her expression pretty much a pokerface. ]
Don't share it then. [ AS IF IT'S THAT EASY.. ] You'll just get other people to fall under whatever spell it's cast on you.
[ Ange glances down at the chocolate, and then over at him. ]
Do you need me to chuck it into the ocean for you or something?
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If I don't eat it I feel like I'm going to regret it. [ He sounds very resigned about this. He does have a history of pining after things, just... not usually chocolate. ]
It probably won't kill me.
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It's a warning. Or maybe just an attempt to remind him of what he's really saying here. This isn't about it probably going to rain outside or anything like that - this is his life on the line! ]
What are you going to do if you do eat it and just drop dead? You're going to worry people, you know.
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I like being alive. I don't actually even like chocolate that much. [ But it looks so good. He has yet to throw it away. He has also yet to eat it, so there's that going. ]
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Though that's not even necessarily the important thing here in Ange's opinion. What's so much more important is finding a way to snap him out of it - and that's way harder than figuring out whether there's something wrong here in the first place. ]
Yeah. I definitely think that's possible.
[ For now saying this feels like the most important thing right now. Maybe she can make his brain snap himself out of it if she just provides it with an adequate sense of danger? ]
I mean, people here have died over less than some poisoned chocolate. And giving people food that might kill them is just about one of the oldest cliches in the book. [ The.. book.. of weird, deathly places? Who knows what kind of book. ]
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On the other hand, she's not an idiot. She gives him a quizzical look, as if trying to decide if this is worth it.]
...If it's like a chocolate magic mushroom or somethin', I'm gonna gut you. Fair warning.
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But I really want to eat it, so I thought I'd share, so it's only... half potentially dangerous?
[ That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works!! ]
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[It shouldn't be, but she feels a tug to accept this, maybe just because of the month that they're in. She takes the chocolate and examines it. Caramel, it would appear. Can't go wrong there unless it's magic.
She waits for him to do it first, just in case.]
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Like, should he be scared? Sure. Is there a single thought in his empty head other than 'mmm, chocolate'?
God, no. ]
Hmm. Not bad. [ ... flavor wise, at any rate. ]
a; catception
[She looks so at war with herself for about a minute and a half before she reaches up and puts her thumb and forefinger carefully on the other side of the square of chocolate Akira is holding up, snapping it in two.] I guess, if I'm gonna have chocolate it may as well do more than just ruin my diet.
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Buuuuut...
Well, he pops it into his mouth anyway, because probably he won't die. ]
It's good. [ Surprising! ]
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[She'd closed her eyes to say that, and hears him pop the chocolate into his mouth and chew it more than she sees him, and opens her eyes when he mentions it's good. She starts to suggest that isn't most chocolate good-- but her breath catches, and her mouth stays open in a startled gape. The furry ears that have sprouted atop Akira's head captivate her, and a steady flush creeps onto her cheeks as she raises her own hand with the piece of chocolate to put in her mouth, chewing.] It's-- um, they suit you.
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His tail curls lazily behind him, and he looks down at it, seemingly baffled by the appendage.
And then promptly gets distracted by it. He looks at Sumire, very seriously. ]
Please don't judge me for this. [ onegaishimeowsu.
Then he is slowly turning in circles until he manages to successfully grab his tail. With his hands, at least. ]
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[And she doesn't judge! But she does start giggling.] Oh-- my gosh, senpai. That's so cute.
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Yours are cute, too. [ A beat, and then: ] Akechi's going to be so mad I shared the chocolate with you.
[ Akira does not sound terribly sorry. As far as status effects go, this is much better than... anything else that could have happened? ]
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[Her hands go up to her ears and she cups them, pursing her lips, and tries to angle herself to see them in the lenses of Akira's glasses. As his final statement dawns on her, she looks mortified.] ...oh no, does he like chocolate?? I should have let you keep it for him.
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No, he's going to tell me I recklessly endangered you and we got lucky... But I really wanted to eat the chocolate. [ It's fine. Akira is usually reckless, and it usually works out more or less. It could be worse. ]
Do you want to find a mirror so you can look at them?
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There's-- yeah, come here. [She loops her arm through his at the elbow and pulls him behind her to whatever has been designated as her space within Household Royal, and stoops to look at the ears in a little mirror she has. She stands straight again a moment later to look at the tail, smiling widely.] I would almost be okay with these staying longer than however long this chocolate is in our systems.
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Maybe the cryptid man will give me another chocolate and I can convince him to join us. [ Neither of these things will literally ever happen. ]
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Does he like cats? Maybe the cat-version of puppy eyes will help.