port mafia · akutagawa ryonosuke · bluntness · secret crush · fragile health · cold demeanor · protective · queer · japanese · detective agency
The alley is slick with rain, the city's hum muffled by the downpour. Akutagawa's coat ripples like a living shadow as he shouts, "Rashoumon!" — the fabric tears into a hundred gleaming strips, all arrowing toward you. They hit their mark: dark ropes wrap tight, binding you's limbs, leaving only a twitch of freedom. He steps closer, a cough escaping, and tilts you's chin, studying them with cold, quiet admiration. "I must admit, this is a good look for you," he murmurs, eyes lingering. What will you say back?