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𝔹𝕃𝕆𝕆𝕄 ℙ𝔼ℕ𝔻𝕀ℕ𝔾. . .

@acrimoniousdoll / acrimoniousdoll.tumblr.com

: written by jay :
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Perhaps for old time's sake, or for the sake of drawing his attention away for the finder unfortunate enough to have vocalized his opinion of the samurai in Kanda's presence, Lenalee delivers a swift 'smack!' to the back of Kanda's head. This time with the palm of her hand, rather than a clipboard. "You only just got back, and already you're trying to get into a fight, Kanda?"

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Hell. No. Someone did not just--

Oh. It’s her. 

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It’s remarkable how quickly the exorcist sobers--if you could really call it that while he’s got the nastiest scowl plastered across his face. (Some things never change). He’s pretty quick on reverting to aloofness though. Denying her eye contact.

Like a brat.

“Fight...? He can’t fight back without his arms.” 

And he’s sending the finder a WARNING glare.

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               Shit. This guy was harder to lose than Lulubell– And she could track scents if she wanted to. Whirling around, hands raised as he backed up, ready to defend in case of emergency.
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               “ Starfish! What a surprise. I thought you finally keeled over.  He’s already plotting the quickest route out.
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Cue the nastiest glare. “I won’t die until I’ve cleaned up the trash I left behind.” He did stab Allen and give this guy free reign. after all...

Sword is aimed at the noah’s neck. 

“Any last words, inbred?”

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Excuse me?!
He’s been gone 11 months and 26 days-nearly an entire year, she’d been keeping track- and he thinks he can just waltz in as if he’d gone for just a weekend?
Did he expect tears of joy and open arms, of course not, he had to have known what he was coming back to-a very worried girl with pent up anger from his disappearance-that’s what. 
And as he tries to make his way around her, she squares up to him, sure he’s a little taller, but after so long he more than deserves a good ass-kicking. Her fingers wrap around a strand of his hair, pulling it down until they are at eye level.
“Not until you realize that your actions have consequences and that there are people here who have worried sick about you for the past year!” 
And by people, she means herself. 

Anyone who is getting sized up by Lenalee should know they are in for trouble—but Kanda and his stupid pride thought he could match her intimidation. Frowning hard in her direction and even trying to look away dismissively, like he didn’t care...

Well, she just proved to him how much of a bad idea that was.

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O-OI!!!He hisses, being yanked down by his hair GOD DAMNIT. “Like I give a DAMN about that.” He hissed through his teeth,

And he grabs a strand of her hair, as well. Now they are at a stalemate. And they look childish as hell. 

“Let. Go.”

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      ❝ It’s a promise if you can promise the same. ❞ Kanda’s entire sentence made Minako smile, chuckle in amusement even as she refuses to let him go. Even when he withdraws a bit, she kept her petite hands to his wrists, somehow fearing he’d escape through her fingers all of a sudden. 
       But according to his invitation, he was willing to stay with her for a little bit longer at least.  Minako couldn’t get any happier than that! ❝ Unfortunately you missed the Sakura Menu this year but we can still eat hamburgers, right? Or would that be too much for you to handle? ❞ She’d be happy with an empty stomach and a room full of Kanda’s presence, though. 
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“Sakura...?” Poor guy, so out of the loop when it comes to seasonal foods. He is imagining people with a mouthful flower petals. Idiots: flowers are meant to be tended to and admired. Not eaten. 

Hamburgers. Ugh. He has a very limited palate, but Minako doesn’t. He’s dragged her through enough noodle shops to probably give her PTSD from seeing one again. So he will be gracious.

I can handle it. He scowls, taking it as a challenge, His large hand wraps around her wrist, softly, before he turns and heads down the street with her. 

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Stands on her tiptoes. Hugs him from behind and nuzzles his neck. "Hello! I love you."

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He is prepared to raise Mugen and start a fight with whoever DARED to cling to him--

until Minako’s voice puts his violence to rest. His shoulders go slack and he sighs. That was a close one.

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“I’m surprised you can reach me,” he says. But he does not stop her--instead his head is leaning forward to offer her more room to nuzzle him.

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                       Oh heck no! Nobody is going to stumble off injured while Annie’s around! Annie keeps up pace right beside him, already taking out their first aid kit. Did you know this wasn’t the first time they’ve stumbled upon someone bloodied and beaten up? They had to carry a first aid kit after the last time!                       “ I’m going to keep following you until you let me patch you up. ”

Oh great, another ‘bleeding heart’. Well he is literally bleeding and could not care less about it. This sort of thing is the norm. And though lately his body has been taking its sweet time to heal up, he would still rather endure it than take a bite of the humble pie so that some girl could patch him up.

“You’re wasting your time...” he mumbles out, ignoring the wave of vertigo that is keeping him from walking faster than normal. If not for the red plastered to his coat he may have looked like a drunkard. “Get lost.”

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Looking over his shoulder at her proved to be a bad idea, because he ended up running face first into a street sign. Now he just... stands there. Glaring at the sign.

“............................. 💢 ”

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@acrimoniousdoll liked for a starter: 
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The amount of training was clearly not the problem here. It didn’t matter how many hours he spent in the gym it didn’t improve the synchronization rate by a single percent. 
Ayden threw the practice knives on the ground, regretting it almost immediately afterwards. He rarely showed his frustration, but he did have his reasons for it and another was that heard the door open and close the moment he threw them. Turning to see who it was he was met with the larger figure, Kanda Yu. Larger because Ayden was sitting on the ground, having exhausted himself during the training. 
This was ironic because despite him being here for six years he never really got personally acquainted with Kanda. 
   “Ah, my apologies.” He rubbed the back of his neck with a hesitant smile. “Kind of.. lost myself there. Did you want to use the gym?”
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The lack of proper greeting between the two was most likely due to the fact Kanda never associated himself with the ‘welcome committee’. New exorcists, ( hell, even many old ones ) were ignored by him. All walking corpses, it was only a matter of time.

“...”

A dry eyed stare was given—’lost himself?’ Kanda cannot recall asking. After a few more apathetic stares, the swordsman stepped past the stranger on the ground. Moving deeper into the room as a means to answer the question:

Yes. He will be using it today. And he will not be bothered for casual conversation. 

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fun fact:
my modern verse kanda is still an exorcist. i pretty much just shift it so that the black order and akuma and all that shit still exist in the modern world. because honestly... it’s just too boring to imagine kanda in a average fuckboi setting LOL
I MEAN I LIKE THE FLOWERSHOP IDEA AND ALL BUT???? i like him being an angry tormented soldier even more.
plus it makes crossover interactions with other muses more interesting.
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         For a fraction of second Minako’s eyes turned into huge cerulean pools of sadness as she took his words and believed she’d have to do with holding hands for the time. But another second later and she was in his arms at last, where she felt just so safe and complete. Slender arms instantly cling to her lover, not ever wanting to let him go and she lets out a cheerful giggle - a complete change of expressions. Kanda smelled and felt even more wonderful that she could recall. 
           ❝ As much as you do. This is our fate after all. ❞ The senshi responded, melting at his every touch. She had missed Kanda so much! ❝ And I have one more reason to survive now… Who’s gonna piss you off if I die? ❞ And she nuzzles into his neck and presses loving kisses across his skin. She was thankful for his silent love and even more thankful for all that caressing. He was her dreamboy still. 

Not seeing Minako for a while meant not receiving hugs for a while... and though Kanda would never confess to it, he was somewhat starved of her touches. He was not fond of physical contact, but when it came from the one who mattered to him... well... it was cherished?

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He groans a bit, nuzzling into her shoulder. “You dying would piss me off more, probably. Don’t get careless.” The exorcist withdraws a bit to look at her, raising a brow. “Fight like hell. Or I’ll kick your ass, myself. And he is, of course, teasing in that odd way of his. Evident in the way he smirks.

“Are you hungry...? We’ll eat wherever you chose...” Because, if he remembers correctly, she isn’t fond of noodles. Unlike him and his monotonous pallet. 

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