oh wow. I would really love to actually see that painting, because that sounds gorgeous, in a creepy way.
I love ALL of these paintings. Kind of a lot. And how wrapped up he is in the gloves.
I love the 'who even IS my muse' musings, too.
yes yes yes he sees Joker so well (though that evaluation of what was cruel, oh yuusuke.)
oh man, that androgynous but sexual one--but oh his frustration. oh Yuu-kun.
wibble. Yes, don't fling your palette in front of people.
Just as well, he decided. He didn’t want to share his muse with anyone else. At least, not yet. *sniffles*
...holy crap, Ryuuji, how did you actually make that questioning WORSE than canon
“Kitagawa-san.” The boy smiled—a completely different smile from the girl’s. It was almost shy, with a hint of a dimple to one side. His voice was soft, like he wasn’t used to speaking above a mumble. “I’m Kurusu Akira.” look how much attention you pay, dear~
He found Kurusu-san, stretched into a nearly impossible lunge, barely gripping the painting by its corner. ♥ Akira to the rescue~ so gallant~
It was quiet, domestic. Later Yusuke would remember it fondly and keep the comfort of the scene close to heart. *sniffles some more*
Now look what you made me do. *hisses*
...rice and vegetables, ne. No meat for Yuusuke, 'sensei'?
hee hee comparing the principal to a mushroom is SO ACCURATE
the Joker—whoever they were—dashing through the alleys, their coat flapping in their wake oh man this image
waaah Mishima's first post
Something—something like—like having his heart leap out of his chest, free and unfettered and gone— yes yes yes oh yuusuke you should've posted, listen to Goemon
“Come with me, and I will set you free. Only come.” ye gods that dream but oh the promise ♥
It was too personal, too… vulnerable? Intimate? Honest? Embarrassing, anyway. *sniffles*
Sorry, Yuusuke, there is no escaping Ryuuji XD
His gaze was impenetrable and unblinking, like a statue. Yusuke actually found himself a little distressed by it. Everything about Akira is distressing, because he changes everything you know. ♥
ahahah sudden art attack
there was a kind of beauty, surely…! yes yes yes you do his fugues PERFECTLY
Her brittle, shiny demeanor from before was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth and humor that Yusuke was pleasantly startled by. Oh, well, of course you find the beauty in the truth.
Well. That was fine. He could skip dinner then. ..i. what. are you not allowed to make it when he's not there, or are you just glad for the excuse to avoid--but you ewre just talking about more tofu....
oh ow I was worried he'd fallen asleep painting.
“Just Joker, if you please. It’s no title.” ♥ I love Yuusuke drinking in the details.
What was this—this foolish reaction— You're crushing and inspired, it's a terrible combination. XD
“What business does a gentleman thief ever have?” Treasure, Yuusuke my dear, and not Madarame's. ♥
God, I still love that, 'sexless and sexual'
Joker laughed again—a rich sound, like the taste of tonkatsu ramen, but edged with something sharp that smelled like blood and newly minted metal. I love these allusions. Is Yuusuke a synasthete, or just poetic? (does it matter?)
Yusuke blinked and suddenly Joker was there, in his space, in his air, inches away and sitting on the workbench with one boot propped against the side of Yusuke’s stool. *purrs*
oh wow I love the justice monologue. So much.
“I just broke into your closet, Yusuke. Your everything is my business now. You are my business. Will you answer my question?” *giggles*
Joker stood on tiptoe, his fingers just barely sliding over Yusuke’s skin to press against his pulse point. *purrrrrrrrr*
It was 5:38 in the morning when Yusuke finally realized that Joker had given him a legitimate answer. He laughed until he cried, and then vowed to do research on riddles. *giggles*
Yes I am very proud of Yusuke for his palette-flinging drama and Ryuji for his inability to understanding that "helping" does not require "completely putting your entire foot in your mouth".
In retrospect I wish I'd stayed closer to the personality stats that are canon at this point in the timeline. Akira should have caught the painting but totally fallen down. XD But this works too.
Actually, NO, no meat for Yusuke! And you're the only one who's picked up on that so far! :D It's a total jerk move for Madarame-sensei but he has his reasons. And it comes up again later with the tofu--Yusuke has some programmed responses to things and they are not good for his health and it's a miracle he can pick up those heavy swords.
THE SEXLESS AND SEXUAL PAINTING IS SO IMPORTANT. YAY.
In my head, for this story, Yusuke is actually a synasthete to some extent. He's also just waaay poetic, but I'm making an effort for some things to be inexpressible in traditional words for him. Like the color of the sunset with his art attack--your average person would probably just call it red, maybe a specific hue of red or a collection of colors, but Yusuke can't because that's not how he experiences it. It's the flinch when you touch a hot kettle. :3 I'm playing around with another story where he's specifically a chromesthete, but that's a back burner situation for now.
aaaaaa I'm so glad you love the justice monologue!!!
For all of the purrs: yup, there's more where that came from.
And for everything else: thank you so so much!!!! I'm so glad the chapter evoked so many thoughts and responses for you! And I hope you'll enjoy future chapters too!
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