It was fun while it lasted, goodbye.

♡: Your narration❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts)❦: Your details✿: Your characterization

♥: Your dialogue❣: Your descriptions❦: Your details✿: Your characterization♡: Your narration

✿: Your characterization

♡: Your narration❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts)❦: Your details✿: Your characterization

♡: Your narration

♥: Your dialogue

❥: Your internal monologues (thoughts)

❣: Your descriptions

❦: Your details

❧: Your plots

✽: Your ideas

✿: Your characterization

❁: There's good sentence variation!

✤: Your figurative language

❋: Your use of side characters

☆: Your understandably

“No, you’re right. Perhaps you would fit better in my mouth.~”

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“That’s what they all say, Yusuke. Yet somehow they manage to all fit in the palm of my hand now.~” 

@emperorsbrush

“You can join me, Yuusuke. I’ll take good care of you.~” 

@emperorsbrush

               >> Drops a bag of snacks and pizza the thief took before the hungry man 

“--!!”

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@emperorsbrush

“—I’m not a bad man, even though I do bad things.”

The winged one had uttered as he was perched on the top of Cafe Leblanc where he had seen the Emperor traverse out of. It wasn’t uncommon for Yusuke to leave the cafe when he was accompanying his other self but he sometimes wondered if he should voice the inner concerns of the much more timid male. A yawn as he adjusts his position to where a leg was crossed over the other with his left cheek resting into a palm of one of his hands and a sigh escaping.

“—… Honestly, one should denote the difference.”

Melph’s words reach the artist’s ears, causing him to pause. He looks left. He looks right. Finally, dull blue hues are aimed upwards, spotting the winged male. Yuusuke makes a quiet noise of acknowledgement upon finding the source of the rather curious words. 

“Bad things?” he asks, head tilted slightly. “To what would you be referring to?”