( catchall ) gu yun

[fatalattraction]

i need to learn more about gy before i can properly shitpost but for now the fact that i keep really wanting to call him gun yu will have to suffice

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( weekend 0 ) saturday

[fatalattraction]

boo!!!

[ that's it, that's the text ]

[liuli]

Goodness!
These things can do so much, I didn't know they could be haunted.

[fatalattraction]

hehehehe
suuuuper spooky huh?
👻

[liuli]

What
Is that a ghost? How did you do that. You can put pictures in this?

[ teach him emojis ]

[fatalattraction]

theres a little menu!!!!!
it has all kinds of little pictures hehe
🌈✨

( week 0 ) tuesday

[fatalattraction]

[ sometime tuesday morning, gy will receive the following text: ]

omggg sorry for ghosting you over the weekend zixi!!!!! 😭😭🙇‍♀️
(hehehe)
but for real stuff came up but the dumb phone wouldnt let me text u again!!! 😫
im free right now though
meet me in the kitchen? 🍳🥂

[ does he follow through? ]

[liuli]

[ ghosting?? wasn't that the point??? ]
🍳👻

[ that is to say!! after sending this, its a few minutes before eventually, gu yun rounds the corner! he's dressed in his dark robes, sans his monocle, and offers a sly grin and a wave as he comes through the door. ]

Boo. [ hopefully that's enough of a greeting. ]

[fatalattraction]

[ HE LEARNS SO FAST... proud of him

but misa is remarkably less proud, at least in the moment, because she screams when gu yun enters the kitchen! it, at least, is not because he spooked her... it's because she discovered the Scorpion Milk Carton.

said carton is now being hurled fastly toward gu yun's head. ]

[liuli]

[ YEET

it is only through many, many years of military training that gu yun does not get beaned in the face with this milk carton. he manages to duck out of the way - however, the carton hits the back wall and explodes in a mess of milk, and... a dead scorpion that slides pathetically to the floor with a little "plop". ]

What -

[ . . . ] ...was that.

( week 1 ) saturday

[fatalattraction]

[ about an hour after trial: ]

🙁🙁🙁

[ that's it that's the text ]

[liuli]

[ give him a minute to parse emojis ]


👻🆗?

[fatalattraction]

[ GOOD THING I DECIDED TO HAVE THIS HAPPEN BEFORE EXECUTION, HUH, ]

nooooo :(
today sucked

[liuli]

[ :stressedbunny: ]

It was a terrible failure in a thousand ways.
So. I believe "sucked" is certainly the right word.

( week 2 ) wednesday

[fatalattraction]

[ misa isn't a drinker, but man... man. today happened a lot! so have her slumping down next to gy at the bar, dramatically throwing herself over the counter. ]

Zixi, what do you recommend?

[liuli]

[ poor misamisa. your mud adventures!

gu yun glances down at her and pats her on the shoulder. pat pat. there there. ] That depends on your taste. Sweet? Sour? I'll make you something good.

[ after that, he hops up, though, and goes around the other side of the bar, casting the rice wine a briefly mournful look. ] Have a rough time through those doors?

[fatalattraction]

[ she nods! to both! ]

Sweet, please! I can't stand any other kind of alcohol... but I kinda feel like I need it after today, you know?

[ and boy, will she need it, because she and gu yun are about to go down memory lane. through misa's eyes, he'll see the tall, skeletal figure relaying the story to her; through her ears, he'll notice the ethereal quality of the so-called shinigami's voice, echoing despite the room's lack of fitting acoustics; through her body, he'll feel no fear, but instead he'll find pangs of pity as she listens to the creature known as rem describe the impending death of this young girl, averted by the selfless sacrifice of a fellow god of death.

the vision ends as misa, enraptured, quietly comments, "so the one who saved me that night... was a shinigami named gelus." ]

[liuli]

[ sweet it is. gu yun nods, reaching through the alcohol to pull out a bottle of peach soju, and pausing, as he's brought into her memories.

... when it ends, it takes him a long moment, before he slowly resumes what he was doing, reaching for a cup. ]

...So, that's why you knew about Grell. [ he doesn't sound judgemental or anything. just - processing that entire story. what a sad creature, a death god must be. gu yun isn't much of a believer in these sorts of things, but... coming to this place makes it hard not to be, and seeing the world through someone else's eyes gives a clearer picture of all the things he hasn't even begun to learn.

he pours the soju, and nudges her the glass across the bar. ]

Fate seems to bring people together from across a thousand li; that saying must apply to the gods then, too. [ gu yun observes, settling back across from her with his own cup. ]

( week 3 ) sunday

[fatalattraction]

[ how gu yun and misa ended up in the latter's room is a mystery, but let's not think too hard about it right now! they are chilling here and it's Fine. gu yun might notice there's been some slight changes in decor from the usual room fare since misa's taken up sole residence here—the table in the living room is covered with a sheer black shawl, and on top of that rests a single chapel candle on a small tea plate. several flowers are scattered around, both on the table and around the room itself—they mostly consist of roses of the black and red variety. #gothlife. ]

I don't know about you, Zixi, but I'm feeling super tired lately... and Sloth's not even one of my additional aspects!

[liuli]

[ solo roommate buddies!

anyway yea he's here just vibing with misamisa on this fine sunday evening, in her cute goth room.

very, very deadpan: ] Maybe it's all of the murder. It is rather tiring. [ everyone be dyin ] And this week's was particularly dramatic. I'm tired, too.

[fatalattraction]

[ misa's bedroom actually used to be the downstairs one but a binch definitely moved to the loft! but she sighs loudly, rolling onto her back. ]

How bad is it of me to say that I'm really, really happy that Yuyu lived and the other guy died?

[ damn. not even his name, ]

[liuli]

Well, he did kill someone.

[ so... not that bad... ] I'm glad that Yuel's alright, too.

w4 post trial!

[liuli]

[ once some of the general dust has settled, gu yun makes his way down to the simulation room. he enters quietly, pausing briefly with his hand on the podium, before he makes his way over. ]

...Hope you don't mind a little company? [ he says, by way of greeting - a little bit lighthearted, but not really. gu yun's not great at gentle, and never has been, but, he'll try. ]

[fatalattraction]

[ if gu yun was looking for pleasant company... well, he came to the wrong simulated jail cell, because misa is just. sad. she's sitting on the floor, her knees drawn up and tucked under her chin. her face is buried in her arms, crossed over her knees, just. all around pathetic. if she hears his voice, she doesn't make any indication of it.

weh. ]

[liuli]

[ no he was looking for his ghostie gang :(

pleasant's kind of the last thing he's expecting, so. gu yun comes to the edge of the cell and sits down in front of the bars. ]

Meimei. [ he tries again, a little louder, this time. and then, if that doesn't work; ] ...Misa.

[fatalattraction]

[ she starts to shake a little when he so quietly murmurs the diminutive, but when he actually says her name, she can't ignore him any longer. she doesn't look up, but– it's clear from the way her voice quivers that she's crying as she replies, ]

...you didn't have to do that for me, Zixi.