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Dream (Shiro Takahashi)

TW!/DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT!: Violence, Gore, and mentions of Depression and Disorder‼️

Shiro opened his eyes, blinking with confusion, before bringing his hands up in front of him, getting a closer look while moving his hands.

He was quite confused about how he ended up inside the school bathroom stalls, now that he took a good look at his surroundings.

Creamy walls, orange tiles and stall doors, and two sinks near the main door of the bathroom that's strangely closed since it always stayed open. He feels strange as well, as if he's not in his body or just on the sidelines.

Shiro jerked his head forward as he heard a muffled sound, only to see a familiar girl tied up in a chair with a blue cloth wrapped around her mouth. Muffling her sounds of terror and confusion as she struggled to break free from the ropes. Trying to look around to see what's going on despite her vision's blur from the tears.

Suddenly, the door slammed open, revealing himself, but a bit younger and much more unhinged than him. Shiro (the one on the sidelines) watched the scene in front of him, looking amused as he began to recognize the girl who kept struggling with her restraints. It was his classmate, Gabriela Pineda, the one who kept using him as a slave and insulting him when she got a chance.

'Interesting...' Shiro thought, grinning unconsciously.

The other Shiro closed the door behind him, locking it securely, before he began to walk towards the girl. Getting his head close to her. Eyes were dilated and an eerie smile appeared, then Shiro spoke.

"Yo, Gab. How's your day? Amazing, right? Using me as an errand boy when you have a pair of arms and legs, and insulting me when you get a chance like I'm a dog. Am I just a dog to you? You know, you've been so irritating since day one that I fucking dreamed of burning and stabbing you alive, letting you fucking feel the pain that I felt! And here I am, going to do that inside of this catholic school. Going to enjoy your screams and shrieks, just wanna return your favor."

Shiro grins, hitting his temple repeatedly with his finger before pulling his head away. He grabs a cutter in his pocket that he stole from his adviser's desk, and immediately begins to stab the girl's thigh repeatedly. Twisting and turning the blade while laughing loudly (with Shiro on the sidelines) at the muffled shrieks and screams from the pain.

"Ya know, I just realized how fucked up my life is, from kindergarten to grade school. I wish I had killed the one in my 1st grade for what she did to me but she died from dengue! Congrats to her! You all really fucked me up, giving me depression and a lot of disorder. I can't even separate what's real nor what's not or am I even in the reality or just a set? Ha!''

"If you don't know what you did to me, you accused me of losing your some fucking 20 note and made me pay for it, didn't tell me how much the board is and just told it late, just letting me keep paying you for the board in our project. You even used me as an errand boy to buy the things that you wanted and exploded like a grenade when I didn't get what you wanted. YOU HAVE A PAIR OF ARMS, HANDS, AND LEGS! WHY DON'T YOU USE THEM!? JUST BECAUSE I'M KIND DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN ORDER ME AROUND LIKE I'M A DOG! WHAT? YOU DON'T WANT TO USE YOUR HAND AND LEGS ANYMORE!? BECAUSE I WOULD GLADLY FUCKING CUT THEM!"

Shiro bellowed, now stabbing more furiously at the other's thigh. Spraying a lot of blood that hit his stained face. His other stained hand harshly grabbed the female's throat, clenching it around tightly while he kept stabbing her thigh until her arms. This continued for a while, creating a chaos of screams, shrieks, sobs, and laughs on both males that echoed through the bathroom walls.

After some time, Shiro ceases his ministrations after he gets bored, pulling out the bloody cutter from the female’s arms, which causes some blood gushing out and a painful scream from the girl.

The display was a mess; both of them were covered in blood, but Gabriela’s appearance was much worse: her uniform was stained from the excessive blood that gushes out from her gashes and it shows her bones and raw flesh from how deeply the male stabbed her. The appearance of the girl satisfied the male.

Shiro then throws the bloody cutter away, ignoring the female’s angry yells, wincing, and grunting. Her eyes were narrowed as she glared at the male before they widened in fear when he brought out a can of gasoline and a box of matches.

He eerily smiled, picked a match and lighted it. He happily throws it on the girl’s skirt, smirking as it quickly spreads, making the girl shriek again from terror and pain, struggling restlessly from her restraints.

“My bad…” Shiro sarcastically remarks, smiling before pouring a can of gasoline on the poor girl’s head, emitting more screams and shrieks on the latter as it burns and spreads more into her body.

Shiro sighed in ecstasy, plopping down on the floor, away from the fire. He then lit up another match and threw it straight to the body, continuing his ministrations until the box of matches became empty. Watching with glee as the body encompassed with flames as its screams slowly ceased. The air became pungent with burnt flesh, blood, and ash.

The features of the girl’s face were now invincible as its skin turned black and burnt as it continued being in flame.

Its condition obviously says that it’s dead.

Mission Complete. 1 more to go.

“Next up, Samantha Dela Cruz..” Shiro grinned, laughing from thrill, his face glowing menacingly from the fire.

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To be continued. Part 2?

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated! <33

Shiro Takahashi FUN FACTS! (Before his Face and Lore Reveal!)

Certified biker boy simp (WHO ADD THIS?!!)

He writes and records a lot.

A cat who also loves cats. Also loves wolves.

Formerly bisexual. Currently cupioromantic.

Stops aging at the age of 24.

Likes rain.

Broke. But still has his flat but rarely comes home.

Has a skeletal corpse in his tub for 4 years.

Only eats twice a day.

He loves accessories too much. From rings to chains to earrings to necklaces. He even has 10 peircings in his ears.

He doesn't wear bracelets but has an exception of "the bracelete".

He got a slanted scar in his right cheek. Done it by the founder of the lab.

He rides a bike. Vroom Vroom.

Has an another persona. He showed up in this lists btw.

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That's all for his fun facts! Lemme know if you have some theories about him. I would be happy reading it! <33

HE'S HEREEEEEE...

MEET SHIRO TAKAHASHI

(I USED PICREW) (Might change some)

Name: Shiro Takhashi DOB: 01/24 Age: 1025 Height: 213 cm (7'0) Occupation: Killer/ Anti-hero

Race: Beast (Wolf) (Formerly: Human)

Status: Widowed Likes: Sleep, cats, books, Iced coffees, Sportbikes, Chores, Writing & Recording, Mint choco and Cheese ice cream, cracking jokes (dark ones). Dislikes: FROGS!!, Ice cream (only mint choco and cheese), Alcohol & Smoking, Crowds, Supernatural Creatures, The voice (let's call it Hiro). Little Backstory: He was placed in an "asylum" when he was 15 after his parents found out he killed two of his classmates inside a school bathroom. But that asylum isn't just an asylum.... It was a lab. In an deserted island.

Lore #1 : Lover

Jan. 3024

Click

Whirrr

Hi, it’s me. Shiro.

I lived in a world where beasts, humans, aliens, and skilled humans exist. It wasn’t like this until we existed. Humans ostracized us when we arrived to their land and till now they still do, but that’s a story for another time.

Well, I lived w̷̬̙͆́͜͝i̵̛̹̙̹̼ẗ̵̳̲́h̶̹̟̲̋͒ ̷͙̉m̷͇̠̪̮̅y̵̓͒͐̈́͜ ̷͎͎̀̕l̴̘̝̊̏̉o̵̱̐v̷̹̉̉̓e̶̮̩̓͛r̵͇͙̞̀, Toji. Both of us have normal lives despite our differences, a human and a wolf. Toji isn’t like the others and that’s his charm that I fall into, and surely didn’t regret that. (laughs)

We have a lot of moments… and some fights as well.

Going on dates.

Giving affection. Acts of service. Mostly me though.

Anddd our fights because of our differences and habits.

Until one day, those moments didn’t last longer…

Click (Recorder stops)

_______________________________ Present: Year 3020

Shiro giddily skipped up the stairs, excited to greet his lover and give the bouquet to him. Once he reached his flat, he instantly grumbled at the sight of them sticking with signs and posters that were badmouthing his kind and how disgusting the relationship of humans with their existence, especially same-sex relationships. It makes his tail unfurl from anger and begins to rip it out with his claws, growling.

Then, he finished ripping them out in record time, sighing in satisfaction, and fished out his keys. He quickly unlocked the door with the key and slowly pushed the door open, grinning happily as he yelled.

“Love, I’m home!”

“...”  

Only silence was returned, which made him worried and confused. He walked further into his home, only to get hit with a heavy metallic smell and a gory display.

“Love…?”

He dropped the bouquet and his bag, rushing towards the corpse in their now tarnished living room. The body was covered with blood, cuts, and bruises, but most of all, the 3 bullets shot straight into the head and the heart, still flowing out a lot of blood. 1 for the head, 2 for the heart.

He holds up the body, shaking him in hopes he wakes up.

“Toji? Toji!? Wake up…please..”

“Please…”  

He cried, holding the body close to him that he loved so dearly. He nuzzled his nose against his shoulder, feeling the coldness of the body despite the blood-stained sweater.

He cried and cried and cried. Broken sobs leave his lips.

Grief turned into sadness.

Sadness turned into unbridled rage. 

Until…..

Switch

Void of emotion, he slowly carries him towards their bathroom. He carefully puts him down inside the tub, turning on the faucet. Blankly watching the water fill up the tub. Then he looked at him, smiling as if nothing happened.

“It will be alright, love. I’ll make us some dinner but I need to clean the living room first. Wait here..”

He turns off the faucet once the tub is filled up with warm water and slowly returns to the living room. He began to clean the mess,  picking up some scents on the way while cleaning. A group of filthy humans.

The mafia.

The government.

He gritted his teeth, his resentment palpable. Eyes that were once warm were now full with rage and hate to those people. Pupils turning into slits.

“I swear.. When I find you..”

A tear slipped out.

“I swear…”

Father, help me.

MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

SHIRO TAKAHASHI ↳ Lore #1 ↳ Little Fun Facts

HUANG XIN

LITTLE SHENANIGANS: ↳ MISSION #1

↳ EVERY PERSON HAS A NEGATIVE SIDE

MISSION #1: CHILD TRAFFICKING AND EXPERIMENTATION

It was dusk, and the moonlight loomed over the wolf, eyeing the patrolling guards carefully. He was located in a compound where the trafficking of children and experimenting with them started. Heard it’s partnered with Necron. An “asylum” where he was once held. 

Shiro pressed a button on his ear, whispering. “Kid, are you done shutting down the cameras?” “Yep, all good, Pops! You can start doing your own thing.” “I told you to stop calling me that…” Shiro sighed, ended the convo, and dramatically showed himself in front of the group of soldiers. As expected, guns were pointed at him. “Heyyy, it’s me.” He lazily addressed, grinning before he quickly pulled out his gun and began to shoot. The men realized too late ‘cause of how fast he was and slightly delayed their attack. Unfortunately for them, Shiro’s great hearing made him dodge all the bullets and shoot them straight to their heads, finishing the dispute. Shiro breathed heavily, exhausted from the run. “God, my bones can’t keep up.”

“Agreed.” Xin quips in the comm, smugness evident in his tone. The wolf rolled his eyes, ears flicking in annoyance, and continued on his way. Not before snatching a random company ID from a soldier and scanning it into the identification scanner, opening the heavy gates successfully. Revealing a dim hallway. He pulled out his sword from its scabbard and slowly delved in from the lab. And the killing continues. ____________________________________________

TIMESKIP ____________________________________________

He took out the last of the men in the lab, releasing his hold from the body and creating a loud thud. Shiro looked towards the filthy cell where the missing kids were placed, and bit his lip as his heart broke from their appearance. Obvious from the lack of care from those humans. He quickly extended his claws and slashing it into the lock with precise movements, unlocking the door. He returned his claws back to normal and opened the door, now looking at the kids clearly. He slowly crouched down to their height and spoke. “Hey kids, I’m Shiro. Don’t know if you’ve heard of me but I'm here to save you. I’m no hero, alright? I’m just doing my job. To put this to an end, are you all complete or are there any kids that were taken to harm them?” All of them shook their heads in which he sighed in relief. Meaning they are safe and complete. “Okay, out you go.” He ushered, getting them out one by one from the cell before closing the door after all them got out. Then, he started to guide them out of the lab, running with haste. Luckily, they could keep up and quickly got out. Before the gate closed, an arm pulled the wolf back which made the kids scream from fear and worry. The gate was already closed which made the wolf groan. He looked up from his opponent before sighing for the nth time and started his offense, creating chaos. Groans, screams, and loud bangs were heard until it stopped. The heavy gates were opened yet again, revealing a battered up wolf who’s staggering slightly. Bullet wounds and various cuts were evident. He groaned, slowly laid his body on the gritty pavement and was immediately surrounded by the kids. “God, where’s Poolverine’s healing factor when you need one?” He sarcastically asked himself before wincing he felt one of his deep wounds throb. It will surely leave a mark.. “I’m fine kids, I’m fine. Someone will take you all to a safe place. Honest.” Shiro assured them, patting one of the kids' heads. Then, he heard a sound of vehicles, announcing they're close. “They’re almost here. Listen to them okay? They’re trusted. Confirmed by me.” He added, getting nods from the children. “Great job, Pops.” Xin uttered which made the wolf huff but thanked the teen. Just as the wolf predicted, vans and cars came up, announcing their arrival. And the world was a little safer once more.

____________________________________________ I have an alternate ending of this. Tell me if y'all want me to post it.

Every Person has a Negative Side

| A short drabble of Xin's first experience seeing the old man killing someone and also found out the wolf's job that he kept hiding from everyone.

Xin decided to visit Shiro’s apartment, wanting to check up on the old man. It was his second time visiting his home, and his first experience was quite decent. Kind of...

Xin finally arrived at the door after climbing a flight of stairs and decided to knock. 

“Shiro-san, you there? It’s me, Xin.”

“...”

He furrowed his eyebrows at the silence and knocked a few more times only to get the same response. Xin sighed and decided to open the door (which was surprisingly unlocked) as he announced himself, delving into the dim-lit house while hollering out to his old friend.

“Shiro-san! Are you there?!”

He was now getting confused and concerned when he entered the living room. He sighed in relief when he saw the man looking out the window, his ears flicking above his head. Xin then comes closer to the old male, smiling brightly.

“Shiro-san! I’ve been yelling for hours, but you didn’t respond. You oka-?”

The young male halted, instantly freezing up from fear as he got a whiff of a metallic smell and looked down, only to be horrified at the fresh corpse.

Shiro was standing in front of the dead body, his appearance stained with blood while holding his stained sword.

Xin croaked out. 

“Shiro-san…?”

Shiro slowly looked his way; his lifeless eyes bore into the horrified ones.

Xin then realized that the people you met are not always what you thought they were. There will be a time they’ll show you their true colors.

LORE 2: BE BORN

Feb. 3024

Click

Hi, it’s me again. Shiro. Now that you know about it, let me tell you now how I existed. How we existed. Just like I promised. I know it will be a lot to take in but trust me..

Click ___________________________________________

They’ve found out. I didn’t mean to.

Mom, Dad…please! Let me explain!” But they didn’t. Their eyes were void of emotion, looking away at their "son” being restrained by the fellow nurses. They only half-heartedly listen to the man with a white coat explaining the situation.  He was mindlessly accepting the terms that he would be put in an asylum. That was the day they agreed that they didn’t have a son. That he didn’t exist. But what they don’t know is that he won’t be put into an asylum. They don’t know he’ll be tortured.  

Experimented.

Starved. 

But they don’t care…

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It’s been 3 years since I’ve been held captive. It’s my birthday. So, happy birthday to me, I guess. I’m not their first capture though. There are many like me as well. If you all didn’t know why I’m here, then it was because of the incident. I killed two of my classmates by the way.  But I think it was worth it, to be honest. They were vile, manipulative, and prideful. So, they deserve it. Telling it to the teachers is fruitless. Only they do is scold but not do anything more than that.  Anyways… A harsh knock interrupted the boy’s train of thought, and a following yell made the boy grimace. “It’s your turn, Brat! It’s your special day, so we’ll give you something more special!!” It made the boy grimace more, but he hastily ran towards the metal doors, not wanting to get punished. Yes, a punishment. Not standing in front of the closed door? Punish. Eating slow? Punish. Fighting back? Punish. Escaping? Punish. It always made him more upset, especially from their loud voices. His senses were weirdly sharp, but he didn’t bother why, but it made the founder pleased though, not sure why. The doors creaked open. A buff soldier with a smug smile stood in front of him. The boy robotically bowed a respect, and the soldier grinned more before pulling the boy with his arm towards their destination. He sneered as to cover up the incoming wince at the harsh grab at his sore arm. Not wanting to give the old man satisfaction and get his pride over the roof. The creepy white hallways were reeked with chemicals. The lights were blinking uncontrollably; heck, some of them were so shattered that the boy tried his best to avoid stepping on the shards with his bare feet while being dragged like a ragdoll. It was overwhelming. It hurts his eyes. The chemicals sting his nose. He wants it to stop. KILL THEM. Shiro widened his eyes, petrified of where it came from. Looking around only to see none. Then, they abruptly stop at a door. The soldier rapped the metal door, announcing their presence. “Come in.” A man replied. The soldier did as he was told, twisting the doorknob and inviting himself from the room, pulling the poor boy inside as well. The man with a white coat smiled at the boy’s presence. While the unfamiliar man with a yellow fur coat looked at the boy with great interest. “Shiro, nice seeing you again..” The doctor greeted, slightly smiling. The boy only glared with contempt, and the soldier slapped him in the face for the disrespect that was shown. “Have some respect, you twat!” “Now, now… Take it easy, commander. It’s his special day, did you forget?” “No, doc.” The boy’s ears were ringing from the harsh slap. But he didn’t make a noise, but it did affect him. All he could do was glare and look down on the disgusting, shiny floor. You’re such a pathetic brat. The boy only glared harder, despising the voice. ‘Shut up.’ “Oh, before I forget. Meet Mr. Xin. Yao Xin.” The doctor introduced, directing his hand at the blond male. Shiro looked up, blankly staring at the young adult. Analyzing his features. He has dark eyes with long, blonde hair that is tied loosely. Has a large tattoo on his neck.

He looks so yellowish... like a yellowtail… “So, this is the boy, huh?” “Yes, so if I may proceed, would you like to see the procedure?” “Oh yes, please.” “Well then, follow me. You too as well, Shiro.” Glasses spoke, smiling, and stood up from his desk. He looks towards the boy, his lifeless eyes warning him that what he’ll be planning right now should cease this instant. The boy only glared back harder, which made the doctor scoff before guiding them back to the dim hallways; his smile still stayed on his face. They walked further from the lab, the halls growing dimmer and colder. Finally, they stopped at the large door, and the echoes stopped. Shiro freezes up; his heightened hearing and smell make him hear the clanging of equipment, the chatter of the scientist, and the heavy smell of chemicals and substances of serum and such. He could also smell a tinge of iron as well. They’re going to do a test on him again. Torture him… LET ME OUT AND I PROMISE YOU WE’LL BE SAFE. ‘Who are you?’ Shiro shakes his head, feeling strange from another interaction with the unknown, before he begins to thrash against the man’s hold, growling. His eyes were fierce like a wolf. The soldier struck the boy, effectively shutting him up, and dragged him as they continued their walk. The yellowtail and the maniac ignored what was happening at the back, continuing their discussion. They had finally set their foot in the lab, greeting and commanding the assistants on their way. The doctor turned his head back; his face was stoic, and the soldier understood the cue and hurtled the boy, who was still dizzy at the punch earlier, harshly on the rack. The scientists quickly strapped him and injected a sedative. The boy felt woozy, the fear and anger still boiling as he forced his sluggish body to move. To escape, but to no avail. The experimentation soon began.

_____________________________ It hurts. It burns. My ears.. my ears… It stings. Cut. Open. Sew. Repeat. Please stop. Please… IT HURTS, PLEASE. Stop, please. Help. Somebody…please Why? Why, god? Why me? 

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Screams echoed through the hallways, reaching through the cells where the other children got locked up, covering their ears from the screams. Scared and upset.

Meanwhile, Shiro thrashed, cried and screamed. His whole body burns and is in pain, crying out to no one to help him. To free him. His head throbbed, feeling something growing in his head. His tailbone, his nails, his teeth. They’re changing; his body is changing. Turning into a beast. Turning into something that he’s not. His eyes turned into slits as his mouth began to froth all over the rack; his hunger was uncontrollable. To kill, to bite, to stab, everything. Kid, let me help you.

‘Please. Help me..’

His eyes rolled as his body seized, and the scientists began to worry as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do or if they should stop. The maniac only clicked his tongue and angrily persisted in continuing the surgery. The scientists reluctantly followed and injected multiple serums at once into the boy, only to get stopped as one of the boy’s hands gripped their wrists. They froze, noticing the changes in the boy’s behavior as if it wasn’t him anymore. Before they could shout, they were brutally stabbed in the throat, silencing them immediately as its body thud on the floor when the “voice” retracted his claw. The boy calmly removed the restraints around him as he used his claws, ignoring the sounds of the gasps from the others. Once he was released, he began what he did earlier.

Bodies now scattered on the floor, their uniforms slowly dyed red. The “voice” was drenched with rich and fresh blood before he looked up; seeing the shock of the doctor’s face and the amusement of Yao’s face made him click his tongue. He immediately walked up the stairs steadily. As if he meant no harm, until, in a blink of an eye, the maniac was brutally killed by the wolf. Too slow to comprehend how just the wolf disappeared, but was fortunate on his end as he slashes a deep cut on the wolf’s right cheek with his knife that he pulled out earlier before his body hit the floor. Signs of life quickly leave in his eyes. The wolf was not bothered by the pain of the cut before he looked at the blonde, eyes narrowing while he thought about his choices. He knows this body won’t last longer and that man is too strong for this teenage body. And so he huffed and quickly walked away. The mafia huffed a laugh before walking away as well.

The “voice” was completely exhausted, his physical appearance completely changed. Still have a long way to go to get used to it. Soon enough, he quickly finds his way out with his kin in tow. They were now free. Free from cruelty... But are they?

OKAY SO HERE ARE THE QUESTIONS! I JUST COPY PASTE BUT I HAVE ALSO REBLOGGED THE ORIGINAL SO Y'ALL KNOW ANDD CREDITS AT THE BOTTOM AS WELL NAME: SHIRO TAKAHASHI

Is there a meaning behind your character’s name? If so, how is it relevant to the story? - Before, it doesn't have any meaning and actually just used my pen name but now, I have one. So the original meaning behind his name "Shiro" is white in Japanese but to get its meaning more deep, I want to add that it means pure and innocence. But Shiro, he already lost his purity and innocence ever since so kind of the opposite of his name. And I kind of planned it as well that I want the name of the OC and their personality is opposite.

How do they identify? What pronouns do they use? - He/Him.

What kind of person are they attracted to if they experience those feelings? - If you all didn't know, Shiro was bisexual but now cupio. But his taste or what he's attracted to are older men with a great personality and everything, and plus bikers (it's in his little fun facts). For example, Steve Rogers or Toji Fushiguro.

How does their age impact the story? - His age impact from his story on how he got turned into a beast or a wolf.

Does your character have family and friends? How do they feel about them or the lack thereof? - He does not have one. He got shipped off by his own parents. SPOILERS.

How does their environment and upbringing shape their decisions and development? - Unfortunately, he became more indecisive and depressed. A sad wet cat.

Do they have nicknames? If they do, how did they earn them? - He doesn't have any. He rather like being called Shiro.

What do they look like? Are there scars or tattoos? Do they prefer to wear a particular style of clothing? - He has a small vine tattoo in his hand and has a scar in his right cheek and some scars in his body as well because of his occupation. He like to wear anything inside his house but if he's going out or doing a task, he likes to wear a street wear or cyberpunk clothing. Most of them are black or dark shades. (emo)

Do they have any mental or physical disabilities? How does that impact how they live? - Deeply depressed, in grief, and some difficulties in hearing. It made him became more distant and a bit of delusional.

What’s their sense of humor? - Dry and sarcastic. Sometimes dark.

What do they want? What’s their goal? - His goal is to have peace and harmony between humans and their kind.

What are their fears? Did something happen to cause this fear? - Frogs, their dream was when they were eaten by a big frog with their mouth suddenly full of small ones, cheeks puffing out uncomfortably.

What annoys them? Why does it annoy them? - Unnecessary dialogue and loud cities. It hurts his head.

What habits, mannerisms, and quirks do they have? - They move their hand when talking or explaining things, stare off to space, and lots of shuffling and fidgeting.

How do they act when they’re happy, sad, mad, scared, etc.? - He just sends a little expressions or a stare or pursing his lips. Depends on how he feels.

What are they good at/interested in? - Writing, music, and killing.

Do they have spiritual beliefs? What are they? - None, he doesn't really care about that.

If they have powers, what are they? Why do they have them? What will they use them for? - He only has keen senses, though partially deaf because his original ears were cut off. And also claws? Not sure if that's part of having a power.

Are they the protagonist or the antagonist? - Protagonist.

How do you want them to have changed by the conclusion? - Secret. ____________________________________________________ Credits to: @/literaryvein-reblogs

I'll answer the character questions later about Shiro

Anddd Shiro is available to interact w/ you all as well :))