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不動明 AKIRA (intensely stares) FUDOU ([personal profile] mrfuckwit) wrote2022-09-07 09:46 am
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[personal profile] ahost 2022-09-08 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Whatever makes you more comfortable. Akira, Fudou, Devilman, Devil-kun ... anything.

[ it's a tease, no bite behind it. yuuji's hands didn't remain idle for long, meeting the devil halfway so he could curl his fingers along the curve of each cheek— now very mindful of how warm the other is and the rough texture of his skin against his own. such coarse features, fitted for the monster he is. the unforgiving eyes are anything but human; an unspoken promise that he is not worth the sorcerer's trust. the question haunts him again: is being kindhearted truly enough? they are in hell, being punished for their sins— isn't it the perfect place for your inner demons to thrive?

so forgive yuuji if he didn't believe him. and yet—

and yet-



... ♥ ]


You can sleep on the sofa tonight. If you want!

[ -he is smitten. ]
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[personal profile] ahost 2022-09-09 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ah, heavy. even a simple touch had its weight on his shoulders, both physically and mentally, still a bit conflicted about this entire situation and their subtle similarities, one using his powers for good while the other is punished for it— but yuuji assumed the bitterness will wane on its own because despite that, and their shaky introduction, akira still seems like someone he could befriend.

he's not manipulative, far too honest and forward. yuuji can get along with people like that. when he offers to protect him— the sorcerer was a breath away from declining the offer. akira is new; he will soon realize he'd have his own shit to deal with, and yuuji himself isn't weak to begin with. however, why must he take away something that would bring the other some ... ease? a purpose.

so, he held into one of those hands, shaking it to seal the deal. ]


Alright. Do your best to keep me safe! I'm depending on you, Devilman!

[ — only to end up watching yuuji walk in every night all bruised and covered in blood. with a brighter smile, he gives him a thumbs up. ]

Let's go back inside, yeah? I'll help you settle in for the night and then tomorrow morning I'll be happy to show you around the city!
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[personal profile] ahost 2022-09-10 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ man, where to begin? yuuji had no issue with people coming up to him and reaching out for a hug— if anything, he actually enjoys this type of attention and welcomes it! the sorcerer is touch-starved and thrives on being accepted by the people he likes; he totally isn't against any physical reassurance, even a kiss between friends is deemed acceptable to yuuji. a hug is fine. he's not against it.

but, is it normal to be so stiff the entire time? probably not, but he was. touching the creature's face is one thing, but to have their bodies pressed against each other was a wild ride of sensations. he didn't even dare to think about how it made him feel— instead he tried to focus on his words now that he was free.

a bit flustered, but he heard him. barely. okay, deep breath- ]


The change might be better, but it's ... not easy. That's why I didn't want you to be alone on your first night here. You'll still find some folks who would like to hurt you, but you're not alone. I'll take care of you too.

[ he offers him a kind smile, almost sympathetic. this time he made no effort to walk away, allowing his new friend a few seconds as he stayed close; reaching out to hold his hand again. ]

It's okay to be sad, Akira. I can stay with you if you want? I'll ask someone else to handle my night shift ...