#⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ ◞ 呪ってやる ◟ 🕷 ⋮ ic.

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @malumxsubest. today is not a good day to push me. ･ﾟ✧* )

but who was he if not a nuisance ? a mosquito that pestered and bit and ravenously licked up the blood like it was absolutely starved —— and would never learn its lesson , even as the behemoth hand would come down to bring punishment. . . . pushing buttons and pressure points was of course one of his many specialties ! his spine chilling good looks and charm were only a bonus. poor amelia. . . ( HAVE YOU EVER MET A MAN WITH SUCH AN EGO ? ) it was larger than life [ ... ] just like everything else about him !

a laugh rattled something wicked in his core as he boldly gave himself permission to take a seat. THESE HOURS WERE BY FAR HIS FAVORITE HERE AT THE NIGHTCLUB. not that he entirely minded operating hours —— the environment was enjoyable and aesthetically he felt a sense of comfort , but still a little too busy for his liking. and he'll wonder if her piss sour mood was to be at fault of a poor day of working. ( as a business owner himself , he knew the feeling all too well. ) OR PERHAPS SHE WAS HUNGRY. . . . he would giggle softly at the thought.

❛❛ oh , don't be so boring amelia. . . . ❜❜ he'll offer a smile that was twisted with something sinister [ ... ] one revealed to be sharpened with several nails he had kept hidden away and tucked tightly against gums. ❛❛ what day works best for you then , hm ? i'd be happy to move some things around in my very busy schedule —— just for you. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

these parts of the woods typically granted him solitude [ ... ] a small trek just deep enough to avoid being seen from prying eyes on the outside —— just deep enough to avoid the possibility of company. ONLY THE OCCASIONAL SNAPPING OF TWIGS BENEATH THE SHOES OF SCHOOL KIDS MAKING THEIR WAY THROUGH A SHORT CUT , followed by chattering gossip and giggles ; the flattening of grass and crunching of leaves. he sat upon earth while being only half shaded by the dying tree above , ( it was trying its best ) with hands keeping him too busy to hear any steps drawing closer ; closer , closer , closer. . . .

gaze was instead focused on the materials he had in his grasp and atop his very own makeshift worktable —— a piece of cloth spread out over the dirt. the construction of wara ningyō required many things : MOST NOTABLY A STRAND OF HAIR AND PATIENCE. and upon hearing the question behind his shoulder , he was quick to find her with a less than friendly glare for the sudden disturbance. TEETH CLENCHED AGAINST THE NAILS LAZILY HANGING FROM LIPS. ( if looks could kill ! ) he wouldn't attempt to gather his belongings in order to hide his current activity however ; no , he didn't have enough shame for that. it was only once he spotted the candle —— and most importantly , the symbols engraved into it —— did his features soften. unfortunately for her , his interest was piqued.

❛❛ did you curse it ? ❜❜ oh , he really had no filter. . . . what ever happened to a simple hello ? the straw doll in his hand was carefully placed down before he reached into his back pocket. the sound of iron clinking temporarily filled the space between them [ ... ] AND SOON A LIGHTER WAS GIFTED TO HER. ❛❛ i've seen those symbols before. ❜❜

" do you have a lighter? "

as she speaks, she peers around the tree over his shoulder, and offers the stranger a grin, holding in her hand not a cigarette, but a small black candle, on which three symbols had been carved by herself with a blade years ago. for some reason ( that thorn will call not a coincidence, but a causality of the universe ), inspiration will not strike unless the candle has been lit, and she has it by her side whenever she works on new lyrics.

" sorry -- did i scare you? " nose scrunches in apologetic demeanor, and as she places the candle on the ground beneath the oak where the stranger sits, she crouches down next to him and rests her lyrics notebook on her lap, " i've just had the worst writer's block ever, and i need it to be gone before the halloween festival. the candle's always been inspo material, so i kinda need it to be lit, and i forgot my lighter back on the bus tour. " @cursedyou

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @ourcarvedsins. our muses use a ouija board. ･ﾟ✧* ) ↪ AMANDA.

it only made sense that he's curated the most appropriate environment for their little experiment [ ... ] with lights completely dimmed and the only source of illumination being offered to them was in the form of candles emitting the softest shades of orange. IT MADE HER GLOW BEFORE HIM. ( even giving bleached hair a new tint ! how fun. ) but the shadows bouncing from each of his four walls that surrounded them gave the feel that they weren't entirely alone —— as did the macabre masks and posters nailed into plaster to keep them company. THEIR EYES THAT STARED AND FOLLOWED EACH MOVEMENT. . . .

of course , they weren't going to be alone for much longer.

his hands rested gently over the planchette before deciding to give it a trial run over the board —— A. . . . M . . . A. . . N. . . D. . . A. . . a soft giggle crawled up from his throat ; iron clinking between teeth as tongue batted the nails half escaping from lips. ❛❛ have you thought about what you're going to ask them ? ❜❜ GAZE FOUND HERS WITH A MISCHIEVOUS GRIN. growing wider , and wider ! [ ... ] revealing more silver as dimpled cheeks stretched. ❛❛ you have to be careful you know. . . i'd hate to make them angry. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @enviie. newsflash: ghosts aren't real. ･ﾟ✧* )

it's a statement that almost felt sacrilegious just outside of an old abandoned home that had more than enough stories to share. oh , she could be so annoying. turning a willfully blind eye to things that go bump in the night was one thing ( at least there was some acknowledgement there ! ) [ ... ] but her apparently firm stance was one that only made the trickster want to prove her wrong even more. LIKE AN ITCH THAT NEEDED TO BE SCRATCHED RAW. until it bled. after all , there was nothing quite like the fear on the face of a non - believer —— or the smug arrogance he would rightfully be rewarded with for being right.

there's a short moment of silence as his expressionless gaze lingered on her a little too long [ ... ] only the wind rustling leaves , and the tinkling of nails nestled between his teeth as his tongue slowly batted them around behind the scenes. CLENCHING. . . . and then an easy shrug of his shoulders. ❛❛ maybe they just don't like you. ❜❜ a smile began to form and was soon followed by a giggle low in his throat —— as if it were struggling and clawing its way towards his mouth and rattling against iron. HAND REACHED FOR THE FRONT DOOR BEFORE GIVING ANOTHER PAUSE. glancing towards her again with a look dripping in devilish mischief. ❛❛ this is your last warning to run while you still can. . . . 'cause i wouldn't say that inside if i were you. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @ourcarvedsins. the only one who gets to kill you is me. ･ﾟ✧* ) ↪ NA-EUN.

did she really find him so pestilent and repulsive ? ( as anyone in their right mind should. . . ) TO WISH DEATH UPON SOMEONE— no , to wish for them to die by your own hand. . . what a depraved and devilish girl ! he can't help but be curious as to what other fiendish thoughts run rampant inside that head of hers. HE'D LOVE TO OPEN IT UP AND SEE THEM FOR HIMSELF. but unfortunately for her , he doesn't plan on dying any time soon [ ... ] there is still far too much for him to do ! after all , his business is doing so well.

though he supposed death at the blade of a beautiful woman wouldn't be the worst way to go.

a laugh shakes his chest and the loosened tie resting flat over it. such an obnoxious sound , and it pairs well with the smile stretching across features —— corners sharp and wicked. THERE'S NO EXCUSES FOR IT. . . the man was simply brought out of the womb this way. ❛❛ is that what you really want , na-eun ? [ ... ] if i was that much of a thorn in your side. . . . you would have done it already. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

there was nothing like the promise of toying with things ( and beings ) that should be left alone to brighten his usually grim demeanor [ ... ] it wasn't often he could find a partner in his occult shenanigans. ALL THINGS GRUESOME AND GHASTLY CALLED TO HIM FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE. but that was no surprise. really , with all of his fun and self proclaimed expertise —— what was surprising was that nothing had yet latched onto his soul and dug their sharp claws into his body. ( oh how he would love that ! ) but perhaps there was nothing desirable about a soul that was stained and dirty. . . they didn't seem to want him at all. but that wouldn't stop him from trying.

the name calling tossed in his direction did nothing but bubble up another fit of laughter ; ( it wasn't that easy to bruise him ! ) he's been called worse. BUT HE WONDERED IF HER DEFENSE WAS OUT OF FEAR. and he was counting the minutes —— half expecting her to storm out like some sort of scaredy cat. though the other half of him hoped she wouldn't [ ... ] it took two to tango , and he didn't want to be left with closing the portal all by himself just like every other time. ❛❛ i'm not playing around , blondie. . . i've done this a hundred times. ❜❜ STILL HIS SMILE REMAINED ; teeth biting against nails and giving them a wiggle. ❛❛ if you're that scared , you might as well admit it now. . . instead of wasting my time. ❜❜

regret running cold through the veins of a girl who didn’t know better. at least she wasn’t alone this time around ( . . . ) but shifting her gaze from the board to her companion made the blonde rethink her choices once again. ( he was in such a good mood today ) HOW STRANGE. but she couldn’t deny the atmosphere that was created for the night made it perfect ; the guy seemed to know what he was doing and she felt relief knowing she had come to the right person for it. ONCE IT BEGAN THERE WAS NO TURNING BACK.

from her parted lips came out a slight groan but she quickly regained composure. ( he wasn’t fooling around, right? ) the tought of it made her annoyed — but still there was this unknown presence that sent chills down her spine. ' of course i thought about it, you dumbass … ' the lie going right through her theet with a spark of exasperation. SHE DID NOT THINK SHE’D GO THIS FAR. ( and she was scared as hell ) not wanting to be the butt of the joke, she dug until reaching her deepest thoughts. ' i’m not playing around … unlike someone who is starting to get on my nerves. ' 

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @wellfell. hold still. this might sting a little. ･ﾟ✧* )

it's almost as if he would never learn ( he wouldn't ) , it's almost as if any and all injury he has ever sustained from his own habits held no bearing. every warning from his mother or stranger alike [ ... ] the danger meant nothing at all. MOST CHILDREN WOULD QUICKLY LEARN TO NOT TOUCH A HOT STOVE. yet here he still was —— all these years and many wounds later ; another day , another punctured hole through his cheek. . . . and another nail grotesquely protruding from his flesh while crimson trickled down towards his chin.

but a tender hand wasn't what he deserved for continuing to bring this trouble upon himself [ ... ] a slap to his still good cheek was more like it. ( tear streaked from the pain and rosy ) besides , he didn't want her pity if that's what she was offering. . . OR TO BE FORCED TO ENDURE ANYMORE SUFFERING. the initial agony was only just beginning to dissipate.

now here she stood before him with a cloth soaked in alcohol —— and he knew he didn't want to feel the sting ; ( she didn't need to remind him ! ) THE NAIL RESPONSIBLE HAD ALREADY BEEN REMOVED. and as far as she knew , all others had been spit into the palm of his hand. but one had been hidden beneath his metallic coated tongue for safe keeping [ ... ] and once she began inching closer with her weapon —— his own was sent flying from between lips. THE TARGET HAD BEEN HER HAND ; ( no matter how kind it was being ) but instead missed it by a mere sliver and hit the wall behind her. he'll flash his first smile since the incident and reveal teeth stained with blood. ❛❛ damn. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @ripscout. our muses summon a demon. ･ﾟ✧* )

thumb pulled the final trigger of the lighter held between his hand before bringing to life the last wick of a candle that had seen better days. ONE HALF THE SIZE IT HAD ORIGINALLY CAME AND DRIED WAX DRIPPING DOWN THE SIDES [ ... ] with knees tucked under him , he carefully sat it down before any fresh droplets had the chance to burn him in order to complete their circle. dark gaze would find her beneath their newly found orange aura ; ( what an atmospheric one it was ) and he'd snicker at the book in her hands.

❛❛ have you even done this before ? ❜❜ don't let his condescending tone fool you ; he hasn't either. while he's summoned many things in his days —— demons weren't one of them. ❛❛ i've been in the occult section a million times [ ... ] and i've never seen that book before. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @wellfell. i don't do haunted houses. ･ﾟ✧* )

and in a shocking turn of events —— he didn't wouldn't believe her. pettily thinking her to be lying from between teeth just to avoid spending any more time with him [ ... ] DID HE REALLY HAVE HER SO WRONG ALL THIS TIME ? his assumption was that of a girl that chased her highs with a sharpened blade ; not easily frightened , nor a girl that backed down from a challenge. would rather meet her demise with a firm handshake than let it take her with ease. was she really afraid ? OR WAS SHE SIMPLY BEING POLITE. . . perhaps turning down his offer with a little white lie was easier. but that wouldn't put a dent in his efforts. his features would instead drop with a quiet scoff and express a mixed look of disbelief and offense —— before deciding to push just a little bit harder. a little bit deeper.

❛❛ i didn't take you for someone scared of a silly obakeyashiki. . . ❜❜ he'll give a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders [ ... ] the switch of someone who cared , to the facade of no longer being pressed on such matters. SUDDENLY , HIS MOTIVES HAD CHANGED. the desire to drag her along into the line of the haunted attraction nearby for his own entertainment ( and inspiration ) , to now only attempting to do so in order to test her. ❛❛ makes sense. . . y'know , i was really hoping you would be the first in line for my own haunted house once it's finally running —— oh well. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

it happened too quick for him to even think of protesting [ ... ] not enough time for him to even consider the attempt of squirming out of her grasp ; AND THE CONSEQUENCES IT WOULD SURELY BRING. no , he wouldn't dare. surprisingly or not. . . he did value his own life above all else. a dangerous hand wrapped around his neck to drag him closer and the only sound to come from his end was the crunch of teeth biting down against iron —— an effort to protect the soft flesh within the confines of his mouth from being punctured by the comfort that was his deadly spikes. THE DEEPER HER FINGERS DUG INTO HIS NECK , the more he winced at the pain. it was moments like this that reminded him that he really was only human. no matter how broad the definition of the word could be.

but alas , he couldn't possibly contain the giggles bubbling up from a throat that otherwise felt as though it was becoming dry and closing up. with his heart beating so violently against his ribcage —— it would be shocking if it managed to go unnoticed. IT WAS EXHILERATING ! her words would still register despite the thumping in his ears [ ... ] and he's quickly nodding his head to prove his understanding until words could find his tongue. ❛❛ i'll be good— ❜❜ it's finally breathed through a crack , THROUGH A SMILE YET TO FALTER. and eye contact that remained unbroken. it was a promise —— and he'll swallow before continuing. ❛❛ i just thought you might like some company. . . it's so quiet in here. ❜❜

she was swift to snatch his neck within her iron-clad grip, bringing his face close to hers until they were both nose to nose with one another. amelia glowered at him with disdain for she had enough of his annoying antics. she even dared to steadily dig the tips of her stilettos nails into his neck; a threat if he continued to be tiresome.

" now, my dear sweet souichi, it seems my kindness has reached its limit today. and now you're treading uncharted territory with your unneeded behaviour. now, must i remind you of my boundaries once more or do you understand me? " she asked, her eyes narrowing down into slits as she continued to press down into his neck. not even allowing a moment of reprieve for him despite enjoying his company from time to time.

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @5tripe. i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ･ﾟ✧* )

whether the statement was meant to be a threat with the sharp claws to prove it , or her very own language meant to entice —— it didn't matter much. AFTER ALL , DID A GROWL AND A PURR NOT COME FROM THE SAME VOICE ? either way ; a part of him would be glad to allow her to feast on him however she wished [ ... ] all parts , the rotten and the tender. ( the spoiled and the sweet. ) was opening yourself to another , giving them permission to kiss and drag lips and teeth across your chest ; giving them permission to tear into your ribcage with fangs not a form of intimacy ? FIND YOUR BEATING HEART AND LICK IT CLEAN OF ANY BLOOD LIKE A WOUND. perhaps being devoured was the purest form of all.

a smile begins to slowly creep [ ... ] taking its time to curl pointed corners of mouth while teeth bite down against steel. IN ONE SWIFT MOVEMENT , the nails are flipped with his tongue in order to store them away beneath it. ❛❛ don't make promises you can't keep , kitty. ❜❜ otherwise , his feelings will get hurt ! HANDS WERE SHOVED INTO FRONT POCKETS —— defenseless , at her mercy —— before he leaned his body in closer towards her. ❛❛ i'm right here. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @ackerglare. that's fake blood , right ? ･ﾟ✧* )

it felt sticky on his hands [ ... ] thick like honey and tasted just as sweet on the tongue ; and just the same , it held a texture equally as grating once it's purpose was no longer needed. IT WAS NO LONGER FUN , AND HE WANTED IT GONE. wanted his homemade concoction scrubbed from his fingers and cheeks and neck ( it took a long time to perfect the recipe ! ) , and a permanently stained sweater was the price he would now pay for a good scare. BUT ONCE ONE DOOR SHUT , ANOTHER WOULD OPEN. the opportunity to at least unnerve the stone cold princess herself was one he would happily take —— perhaps he would even go as far to say doing so was his one final wish before death.

and like the exhausting liar he was —— ❛❛ no. . . haven't i told you this already ? ❜❜ his bloodied hand would slowly lift , index finger risen to swiftly swipe a line of liquid that drippled down towards his chin. IT WOULD JUST AS QUICKLY BE PUSHED BETWEEN HIS LIPS ; and after a moment , removed with an audible pop ! ❛❛ blood is really good for iron. . . especially when it's from pretty girls. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @icebrgvdka. how long has it been since you've slept ? ･ﾟ✧* )

alas , a body deprived of proper nutrients even at birth will never quite pass for healthy by any means of the word. NO ONE COULD JUSTIFY USING IT AS A DESCRIPTOR FOR HIM , ANYWAY. physically , mentally [ ... ] it's simply safer to assume he isn't doing well. with eyes so sunken and decorated with the darkest of circles known to man as icing on the fucked up cake —— one could be forgiven for mistaking him as an extra on break for some splatter zombie flick. . . MINUS THE STOMACH WRENCHING INTESTINAL GORE. always appearing to be on the verge of blacking out , ( and sometimes , he was. )

features warped into something resembling both confusion and offense as he stared at her [ ... ] silently , for a few slow passing moments too long. ❛❛ last night. . . why ? ❜❜ UNFORTUNATELY , HE JUST LOOKED LIKE THAT. shoulder brushed against her own as feet bypassed her in a sluggish manner towards the kitchen —— though he didn't disclose how many hours he managed to get. ❛❛ i just haven't had any coffee yet. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

an argument in the form of a warning began curling itself tightly around his tongue as her hand latched itself onto his jaw that immediately tensed , and he almost squirmed in his seat out of protest. THE AGGRESSION WASN'T EXPECTED. . . . despite being well deserved. ( no , he would never learn. ) but it wasn't the sudden physical hostility from her that brought a quick end to his fight —— it was the threat that soon followed. a threat practically spat in his face as she lowered herself [ ... ] and he was back to feeling eleven years old again. . . BEING SCOLDED FOR MISBEHAVING. parents believing that punishment was no longer enough , that their son was too far gone. it must suck when you're right.

but the reprimanding itself wouldn't be responsible for his sudden stillness —— his lack of rebuke. it was because he believed her. ( and why wouldn't he ? ) of course he knew the gossip surrounding akina. it circled around her like vultures that had caught the stench of decay. even he could smell it on her [ ... ] maybe he wasn't normal. . . . BUT NEITHER WAS SHE. and so he decided to avoid a publicized broken nose , and the unforgivable embarrassment it would inevitably bring.

his hand closed around the nails gathered in palm as he watches her bring the bowl closer ; making a fist to temporarily discard silver and the pool of blood watered down with saliva. AS IF WORRIED SHE WOULD TAKE THEM FROM HIM AS A PENALTY. ❛❛ you don't have to clean it at all . . ❜❜ it's mumbled as she once again grasps his face , and perhaps it sounded ungrateful as he blinks up at her. ( but really , that wasn't his intention. ) acts of kindness of any sort were more or less lost on him. ❛❛ and don't be too mad at me— ❜❜ another smile was offered [ ... ] though this time noticeably less sinister. ❛❛ it would've been funny if it hit you. ❜❜

 he's a weird kid , and by weird she doesn't mean a loner . though , akina bets he never had a friend before – which isn't much of a misfortune , at least he hasn't lost his like she did last year . akina doesn't exactly want to be his friend , that page was turned after the whole class threw out a rumor . * AKINA KILLED HER BOYFRIEND ! it was as simple as drinking water , staining her life with something that'll make anyone think twice before approaching her . it had its charms , not even souichi was brave enough to linger around her for too long .

 which was relief . you don't like anyone's company after you meet real ghosts , after they start to haunt you but they can't reach you because you're too careful .

 her shoulders tense when the nail flies her way , aims her hand , misses and hits the wall . . . her gaze grows cold . her jaw sets . she isn't one to beg a wounded animal to treat it , to heal it , god forbid — akina is the last thing that could heal another person . but she knows this boy has an odd connection with afterlife , with things she couldn't even imagine but has seen . so , quietly she straightens up , and takes a few steps closer with bloodied hands . the nail was pulled out of flesh , he was bleeding , she harshly grips his jaw after kneeling to reach his level . ❛ if that hit me , i'd break your nose in the basketball field tomorrow where everyone could see . ❜  a soft purr , which morphs into a hiss . though she lets go of his wounded face , and throws the rag away . rolling her eyes as she drags the water bowl closer , the water tinted red . she dabs the clean rag into it before taking his chin again . ❛ i'll clean it with water . it'll hurt less . hold still . ❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @reapinghook. i don't want to be good , no matter how hard you wish it. ･ﾟ✧* )

and so a laugh rumbled deep within his chest ; curling itself around branches of ivory bone and easily slithering from between lips [ ... ] the same ones stretched sharply into a pointed smile full of teeth that could gnaw , silver that could puncture. THERE LACKED ANY INTENTION OF STIFLING SUCH A SOUND AND IT WAS APPARENT. though it wasn't an eruption of giggles at her expense —— no intent on embarrassing her during a perhaps vulnerable moment. ( no , not at all ! ) it was at the absurdity of such a statement. no matter how hard you wish it. . . . he wondered if she had temporarily forgotten who was speaking to.

❛❛ why would i want you to be good ? ❜❜ it's finally questioned as his bubbling fit managed to once again settle into the blackened pit of his gut. there was no use in a mental tug - of - war between good or bad in his vicinity —— HIS OWN MORALITY WAS ONE VERY CLEARLY SKEWED. perhaps it was even too twisted , too contorted towards the latter to ever fully recover. . . ( many would believe that to be true. ) besides , that would be so boring ! ❛❛ nothing good will ever interest me , mitsuko [ ... ] and you interest me. ❜❜

[cursedyou]

( ⋆ ˚｡⋆𖦹˚ @portalopened. you shouldn't be out here by yourself. ･ﾟ✧* ) ↪ REX.

the yellow raincoat did very little to conceal himself [ ... ] even amongst hundreds of trees the wooded area so kindly offered him. but his face hidden beneath a heavy hood felt like enough as he wandered further into the dark forest ; decaying land being his stepping ground and for the most part , boots avoided puddles. BUT THE SUDDEN VOICE FROM BEHIND WOULD BREAK HIM FROM HIS CONCENTRATION : his destination.

quickly whipping around to find the guilty party , he wasn't shy enough to cower down and an annoyed glare was given. WALKING WASN'T AGAINST THE LAW. . . and minding your own business was free of charge. ❛❛ what's it to you ? ❜❜ biting down on the nails settled between teeth and ready to shoot them if necessary —— he clutched the doll made of straw tucked under his arm to bring it closer. ❛❛ maybe i live out here. ❜❜