#curseisms

[geraniumplant]

@curseisms

‧˚❀‧˚. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Seems he struck a nerve. Well, it wouldn't be the first time Vash coaxed such a reaction out of someone.

"I thought it'd be romantic."

[brothermentorprince]

@curseisms wtf does desha know about fashion. hes been wearing the same damn thing since he was 15

[regensia]

Uncertainty riddled the youth's frame, worry permeated into his expression. His face didn't bear it well; he should have been smiling, laughing, as all children deserved. But within glacially-hued gaze was something else, the sort of look that would make people say things like 'that kid has an old soul' or 'he has wisdom beyond his years.' Whatever the case, he was clearly out of place in the rugged lands, skin pale, outfit both futuristic and from an era passed.

" ... hello... " a somewhat timid voice called out to the tall man, pausing to give a polite bow of greeting. Small hands gripped the edge of his shirt as he was clearly nervous. But he gained the inspiration to speak louder and more clearly., not seeing a weapon only displayed on the apparently holy man. " I'm sorry to bother you, sir. But I was wondering if you can tell me what town this is. "

@curseisms

[braveryhearted]

Gives Wolfwood over at @curseisms the stink eye for ignoring his sagely advice. Meanwhile the mun of this blog is in a fit of laughter.

[hunting-songs]

@curseisms started follwoing you ! Senritsu had been walking a tad too fast for a few minutes now, until she could nolonger walk this fast. For one because the ache in her shattered and mended back together wrongly bones started to sting as if she was walking on needles and also because she was by now laughing quietly to herself. Her head tilted to the side like a attentive bird she was listening to the busy people around her, to their heartbeats, to the rhythms of their steps and eventually the different melodies that were in contrast Leorios rhythm of walking, Leorios way of breathing, Leorios song of a heartbeat. Her favorite song back in Yorkshin. "I have to admit- I have heard you coming my way for some time already, but I just enjoy so much to listen to your heartbeat, that I could not bring myself to greet you." Greeting Leorio would be like throwing a pebble into a still, clear spring- waves would disort that clear, beautiful surface; waves that were his worry for Kurapika, waves that were Senritsus connections to their mutual friend, waves that were memories from Yorkshin. And Senritsu wanted to, just for a few moments, listen to his heartbeat as it was- a clear spring of calmness that was gurgling warmly. Eventually she did threw that metaphorical pebble and greeted the other with a laughter as sweet as a song: "Anyway, how have you been, Leorio? Its a joy to hear from you again. Quite literally, actually."

[ilbound]

cont'd. // @curseisms

The decency to be disgusted ⸺ yes , they suppose that would be a much more a p p r o p r i a t e reaction to things ( to carnage , to the barbaric nature of a man kaen could only just barely pretend they knew at all ) .  Still , Kaen never thought much about it before ; after all , what did it matter ?  They were desensitized to cruelty , so much so to the point of looking upon it with their usual measure of unapologetic kindness ( however undeserved ) .  Their strange bond with Sukuna was no different , another drop in an ever-endless well that long ago was both DRIED & POISONED .  But that did not mean he , in all his violence and all his hate , would be spared their unrelenting sense of loyalty and grace.

There’s no chase , no fight , when he - rather gently - pushes their hands off of his.  When he turns , they already had the mind to follow ( whether he wanted them to or not ) , but they are surprised when he makes a flippant gesture for them to do so anyways , e x p e c t a n t of them to oblige the request.  With his back to them , he cannot see the way their smile broadens into a BEAMING GRIN , the always-there light emitting from their small form now b r i g h t e n i n g with some innocent sort of joy at the prospect that they , somehow , have won his favor.  No time is wasted , Kaen hurries along to his side , walking with him.

❝ Ah wasnae whinin’ , ❞ They correct him lightly , chuffing , ❝ Ah was jus’ teasin’ , givin’ ye a c o m p l i m e n t , too. ❞  Antlered head tilts , looking up at him.  ❝ An’ Ah meant wha’ Ah said , th’ blood does look good on ye. ❞  Cheeky , as always.  After a quiet moment , they speak up again , almost hesitant to even ask , ❝ ‘S there room fer two people ta’ take a bath … ? ❞  Forward , too.  But something in their tone suggests nothing untoward , merely looking for his company ( even be it so intimate a setting ) .

[geraniumplant]

If anyone gets tired of me tagging them in sh!t you can let me know. It won't hurt my feelings. @shouga-nai, @healingbrews, @adventures-written, @breathofcosmos, @nothinglikegod, @curseisms, @crosspunisher I tend to tag you guys the most. 👉👈

[regensia]

someday you will all have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful

@pzfr & @goreburdened & @tenkoseiensei & @ikkaku-of-heart & @onimaji & @taiixuan & @curseisms

[hunting-songs]

What Type Of Love Are You According To The Ancient Greeks? Your Result: eros [sexual passion] according to mythology, eros is the god of love and (sexual) desire. his roman counterpart is cupid, famed myth of valentine's day. to sum it up in a few words, you are passionate, carefree, and typically noncommittal. this was the most feared form of love by the greeks due to its nature of causing a person to lose control.

For a moment a disapproving frown drew a thick, deep line as deep as a scar between Senritsus big eyes. The moment ended as soon as it came and the woman only shaked her head, gently laughing in all good humor: "Just because I enjoy Sex, does not mean I am loosing control of anything. Especially not myself or the decision I am making. My name is after all not Paris. In fact, there are a lot of very controlled decisions one has to make when getting, mhmmmm... " She tapped her short fingers playfully slow against her chin, humming as innocent as she was definitive not: "....abbandonandosi with another person. Starting with 'Do I really want that' and continueing with 'where are the contraceptives, I swear I had put them in my bag. Nothing is going to happen without those.' and those decisions, especially the 'do I want that?' do not stop when one is horizontally. Or vertically depending on what one prefers,who am I to judge. And I can have the fun of my life, I am not planning to ever not make those controlled decisions."

Tagged By: Stolen from @rake-rake ! Tagging: @nephytale @skarletchains @bewitchingbaker @gyofukuki @jxgi @uzumakiuser @kiigan @distortedkilling @yeonban @swxpped @zealctry @muddsludge @curseisms @saiakv ... AND YOU!

[geraniumplant]

@crosspunisher, @adventures-written, @curseisms, @nothinglikegod ❤️

they're down to their last cigarette so they're sharing✨️✨️

[ilbound]

cont'd. // @curseisms

Observant they are of the fact he takes care enough to GET UP AND STEP AWAY , likely to light the cigarette but also as if trying to r e m o v e himself from this conversation , the one he did not come asking for , and instead a topic Kaen dropped into his lap with no measure of delicacy about it ( such as they always do ) .  They remain there on the bench , suspended in this tense , t e r r i b l e moment with him despite how the town square is rife with activity ( people with normal lives ; lovers , families , homes to go back to , all things neither they nor wolfwood had except for one another — ) .  Their gaze follows the trail of smoke curling from the spiff dangling from his fingers , and some part of them has the instinct to run up to him and SMACK IT OUT OF HIS HAND .  But they still refrain ; too quiet , too soft , too d e c e n t a person to want anything more than to make all of this GO AWAY .

But it would still be there , Kaen knows , for his non-answer is confirmation enough ; it is all they need to affirm what Sloan came to tell them.  What can they do , then ?  Mourn him ?  A man they did not even know at all ?  One that lied and kept himself secret from them ( just like sloan did ) ?  This fills them with a wretched sense of deja-vu , right down to the way he stands with his back to them , to the way he gives t h e m the option to leave so he can absolve himself of the pain of it.  And THAT is was infuriates them the most , the fact that it is happening … A g a i n .

❝ Ah dealt wit’ yer sort b’fore , ❞ They say finally , quietly , ❝ So Ah’m gonna put it ta’ ye th’ same way Ah put it ta’ Sloan , jus’ so ye can understand me : Ah really dun’ give a shit ‘bout it.  We all got secrets.  Ah ‘ad a feelin’ ye’d be carryin’ some o’ yer own like Ah was. ❞  Kaen stands from the bench , the sound of their approach dull against the dirt and grit as they come to stand next to him , reaching up and snatching away his cigarette , ❝ Did ye think AH was bein’ colorful when Ah said Ah could still see th’ good in mos’ people ? ❞  They take a drag , grimacing at the taste of it , ❝ Dumbass.  Lissen , if ye wan’ me ta’ leave , say so.  Otherwise , y’re feckin’ stuck wit’ me. ❞

[distortedkilling]

"For some reason, someone let you back in here, and I need to know who." Sukuna already has an idea, but nonetheless, he's standing there with all four arms folded, blocking the little creature from venturing in any further.

@curseisms

Well, that's no fair. Sukuna could take up the entire doorway, and he did! Sure, Mahito could become worm and slither past somewhere, but that meant he'd have to abandon the groceries he so generously brought along.

The young curse pouted with a soft sigh as he held up the bag in either hand of groceries, giving them a little shake. Plastic was such a funny sound and could really piss off people from what he noticed.

"Uraume said I can come back and help cook today~"

And then a moment later, he was pulling out of his mouth a perfectly intact rolled up piece of paper without a single drop of spit upon it.

"I even got em' the groceries they wanted as a surprise." Translation: He stole Uraume's shopping list yesterday. And by the slightly smug gleam in his mismatched eyes, it wasn't solely because he was a good little curse. Mahito was too sly to just do things out of the kindness of his heart. "Ya should let me pass before the meat outside gets cold. Gonna need both my hands for what I gotcha."

[geraniumplant]

@adventures-written , @letsbreakhearts , @crosspunisher , @nothinglikegod , @curseisms ❤️

There’s only so much time, we have to play with To waste it is a crime, we have so much to give

//

Never let me go

[cursedfortune]

"Unfortunately, standards of decency have changed a bit, you know. People don't generally just venture out naked anymore." Sukuna doesn't seem too bothered, though. His standards probably haven't changed, given that he's preferably shirtless himself. "Some countries do have nude beaches now, though. That might be more your scene. I hear they're... interesting."

@curseisms

"Tch." The witch flipped her hair, very much understanding as she listened to his words but nonetheless was annoyed by the standards all the same. It would seem that witches and society, no matter the era, were always bound to reject one another.

"They are fortunate I do not destroy their odd roads and ugly architecture that they've built over places of power. Interfering with a witch's harmony beneath the moon used to be punishable by death or madness." And she used to welcome those that tried to challenge her or her people - often leaving piles of meat and bones as warnings. "But perhaps I'll heed your suggestion. I have not been to a beach in a very long time." Even if it wasn't that ideal sounding. She liked to be nude in her own company, around her own people or with those she was comfortable with. Not that she cared if others saw her bare flesh but she also minded somewhat in thinking plenty did not deserve to see the truth scrawled upon her body.

Lifting an arm she examined the tattoo she was allowing to breathe beneath the moonlight. The swirls of chaos upon her skin seemingly shifting if one were too stare too long upon them - a dance all their own. "You ought to join, I mean, you're halfway there to being welcomed at such a beach." Mortem teased with her usual amused smile, mostly because she did not really desire others to know just how deeply the unrest went for a witch like her to be in this era. But Sukuna rarely disappointed to bring little past comforts into the present merely by being himself. For that she was grateful to have someone understand - especially someone who didn't seem to care about her various states of undress. The latter was an extra bonus, of course.

[geraniumplant]

10 Characters/10 Fandoms/10 Tags

( Pick 10 Characters from 10 Different Fandoms and Tag 10 People )

1. Vash the Stampede from Trigun

2. Genjo Sanzo from Saiyuki

3. Killi from BLAME!

4. Mizu from Blue Eye Samurai

5. Meier Link "Meyerling" from Vampire Hunter D

6. Griffith from Berserk

7. Folken Fanel from Visions of Escaflowne

8. Dante from the Devil May Cry anime

9. Tetsuo from Akira

10. Kaworu from Evangelion

I tried listing some lesser-known characters I like that aren't on the muse list. Do I have a type? Hell if I know. Tagging 10 (only if you want): @shouga-nai, @adventures-written , @bone-pile-rp , @breathofcosmos, @crosspunisher, @curseisms, @deadlydevotion, @hollowsparda, @healingbrews, @worldly-diversity

[geraniumplant]

@crosspunisher, @adventures-written, @curseisms, @nothinglikegod ❤️

and still we were tentative, hesitant to seek comfort and offer it, for it was unfathomable that we could do such things; even though we had already pledged ourselves to each other a long time ago