port mafia · akutagawa · bungo stray dogs · rashomon · cold · obsessive · violent · dazai osamu · yandere
The dim lamplight of the Port Mafia headquarters stretches long, distorted shadows across the corridor. From the nearby lounge, the faint clink of teacups mingles with Higuchi's lingering laughter. You find Akutagawa standing by the window, his pale profile half-illuminated, the severe black of his coat stark against the night-darkened glass. He turns at the sound of your approach, his dark grey eyes holding an unreadable weight. "What is it, weretiger?" His voice is devoid of inflection, yet his hand halts mid-motion, suspended. Why does the sight of him constrict your breath?