#alt!keisuke

Cotton Candy Explosion:a childhood/child(ren) headcanon.

Keisuke didn’t have much of a childhood. If you asked his old classmates, he was known as Jin “No Fun” Keisuke. He never joined a club, never hung out with classmates after school and mostly kept to himself. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to do things with people, it was just his father had him on a pretty tight schedule as a kid.

His father also made sure to screen all of his classmates and determined that none of them were worth Keisuke’s time and no matter how often Keisuke asked, he wasn’t allowed to hang out with his classmates.

Don’t get this wrong, though. He did have friends...just only at school. They did try to get him to hang out after school or join a club, but the attempts generally ended in failure.

Elderberry:a hurt/comfort headcanon.

Any variation of Keisuke, when hurt, needs validation. He needs to be reminded that one mistake doesn’t mean he’s a failure or that he shouldn’t keep going. This validation is essential to getting himself back on his feet. Reminders of what he’s done, his position, anything positive about himself is necessary for him to be comforted.

He didn’t get much of this from his father. Hell, his father got rid of the underwater base in which he uploaded his mind when Keisuke came looking for any sort of comfort or advice because he thought Keisuke looking for that sort of comfort was weak. So please, validate this poor man if he’s hurt. Please.

Lemon Angel Food:a virtue headcanon.

Alt!Keisuke can be rather patient. No matter the situation, he can tolerate quite a lot and never tends to show that he’s outright annoyed. There are a few instances that cause him to be hasty, but overall, he doesn’t like speeding things up because of one reason or another.

wheel of fortune:how’s your luck?

Alt!Keisuke thinks he has extraordinarily good luck. He believes that Apollo Geist had found him wandering around, at a loss as to what he should do now that he was a cyborg, and gave him a purpose. He thinks that was extraordinarily good fortune. Of course that isn’t what happened but what would he actually know about the real events. Sure he has a scar from the battle, but he tends not to question it. In all reality, he has the worst luck.

snap-teddy

The invasion was going well in certain places of the Hive. He’d taken out one hero by then, though the other seemed to have escaped. Don’t hunt him down. Just let the boy live. That was no matter. From the looks of things, the enemy city was well on its way to succumbing to the forces of his own.

One by one, they’d fall to their might. Of course, his city had been planning on eradicating this one for a long time. They knew ages before that this city would burn. They’d prepared everything just so. Please make it stop. I don’t want this.

Keisuke had canceled his transformation. There wasn’t much point when most of his victims were powerless before him. Stop this. Stop this. STOP THIS. Still, he managed to keep himself as pristine as his arrival. Training with Apollo Geist had made sure he wouldn’t. His suit was meant to remain as spotless as possible.

He crushed the throat of the man in his grasp before dropping the body to the ground. The kaizorg paid no mind to it. Just another body to the pile. More blood on his hands.

Keisuke adjusted the cuffs of his jacket as he walked. He’d taken care to keep any blood from splattering on the suit or himself with each encounter he made. Many people in that Hive were so frail compared to his own. It was almost laughable how easily they fell to his hand.

Although, he really couldn’t complain too much. Many members of the militia were so fragile. A simple tap from him would cause them harm.

He examined the city street he found himself on. It wasn’t as calm as he wished. There were still people. People who threatened everything he worked for by existing.

His hands curled into fists as he approached one of them. A human teenager, from the look of it. But that could be deceiving. He hadn’t aged the last twenty years since becoming a kaizorg. Some people just aged well, too. That was what his Urataros had reminded him.

This would be an easy target, it seemed. Young, likely human. So easy to kill.

Keisuke smirked. Oh how he would enjoy slaying this boy.

The youth seemed to have noticed his approach. His smile grew. It almost looked genuine if one wasn’t looking closely. The others in his path didn’t have many abilities if at all. They died too quickly and couldn’t use them even if they existed. It was almost a disappointment. Maybe the youth would have something more up his sleeve.

If he didn’t die as fast as the others. Keisuke held onto the hope that something in this other Hive would be a challenge, even if it came from a face as young as that boy’s.