#kurasakisiblings

Now, to business. The following people appear to be active roleplayers that I have drafts for! Many of them are months, if not a year old. I’ll try to get in touch with you all individually to see if you’re interested in continuing them, planning something new, or dropping our interactions completely for now. I also may have dangling threads that somehow escaped my notice, so if you are not on this list but should be, please let me know!           }

 @theprinceoftworealities 

@unraveledx

@toboshanoaidoru

@erikararara

@kurasaki-siblings

@chaoticeternity

@preciousyellowidiot 

@rubra-fortis-fantasma

The piece of paper shook in her hands.

She had gotten his address from Luka at lunch 2 days ago. A mistake. A big, big, big mistake. She was better off not knowing, because then she wouldn’t have come. She couldn’t have. But she asked, and she did. She looked up at the building, then back down at the hastily written directions. Luka was obviously excited that Tsukimi requested her brothers address. It implied she wanted to see him... The girl had probably told her brother every single time she was in town, and not once had she come to see him. He probably resented her for it... and that was probably best.

But she was here now, and what was she supposed to do? Was she just supposed to ring the doorbell? What was she gonna say? "Hi, sorry I haven’t spoken to you in a few years, I ask your sister every so often if you’re still alive but I’ve never come to visit because I’m a dangerous criminal and you should all stay away from me!”?

She took a deep breath and stepped away from the door. Stop this, she scolded herself. You sentimental fool, just go home. Pretend you never came here. Burn the note- it’s not like you’d forget how to get here anyway, but it’s the thought that cou-

Before she could even decide to turn around and go home or not, the door swung open, as if someone were on their way out. 

kurasaki-siblings:

“I-I couldn’t just stand there though…!” Luka answered meekly, keeping her eyes on the ground. With Erika yelling at her, she almost felt ashamed of what she did. “You’re my friend and you were in trouble… I had to help. B-Besides, I’ve dealt with thugs before…!” Though, she had never dealt with ones who were armed.

“That’s no excuse for jumping in like that! Sometimes it’s better to help from far away. What happened if we all got hurt? Then there’d be no one to tell the story later on!” Or call for help, or be a witness…

Erika paused, letting her shoulders drop, “It’s good to want to help your friends, but how will your friends feel after if you get really hurt because of them?”

[text] I GOT AERON TO WEAR A COSTUME

[text] HE MAKES A GREAT EGYPTIAN

[text] LOOK!

@kurasaki-siblings

“Hello?!” 

Tsuki pushed back the branches that blocked her way, stomping over the underbrush carelessly, listening for a reply. Hearing nothing but the crunching of leaves under her feet, she let out a frustrated sigh, halting to a stop.

“We’re lost.” She turned to the girl that was following her, who hummed carelessly as she looked around the darkening forest. Tsuki only wished she could be so carefree, but their situation was all too prominent, and she was all too aware.

☯: Who, if anyone, does your muse consider to be their best friend?

(@kurasaki-siblings) Luka-chan! She’s so sweet, innocent, honest, loyal and basically everything Psyche seems to be. He trusts her more than anyone and she’s basically the only person he wouldn’t lie to, even coming on top of Izaya in that list.