#fleremus

[jojoingjoseph]

fleremus replied to your photo: “ You come to this beach often~? ” Mermay Day 1:...

he big but i still wanna fight him

( I do not know why you want to fight him but have at it. )

[silvercharict]

fleremus replied to your post: " What if after you fertilize the eggs, the...

“ Last I checked Sliver Chariot doesn’t /ora/.”

                    “He doesn’t, but I do! Come over here and square up!”

[arcitraditore]

having someone living within the walls of his home makes the woods feel fuller and the colours of the quilts and soft fabrics come out brighter. dust vanishes from the air, leaving the layered scent of cooked meals and detergents and human bodies sharing a space for decades, unique as a fingerprint. to buccellati, it's home. but to trish, he assumes the place is new and strange, and her belongings fill the space without quite marking it her own.

buccellati leans in the threshold of what was once his bedroom, now passed to her. his eyes scan the walls where paintings once hung, plastered-over holes faintly discernible under the off-white— fugo used this room, too; and he had stripped it bare of anything that was not a bookshelf.

                "once you have the space arranged how you like it, we should see about painting the walls. it's been a few years since I've done anything with the room."

@fleremus trish gets a starter !

[zettaflarc-aa]

" What do you call someone with no body and no nose? Nobody knows." his joke was told in his usual cold tone but there was a ever so /slight/ smile tugging at his lips.- Risotto @ Pesci

There’s just no way their boss hasn’t noticed the pun in that sentence.

That’s the first thing that comes to Pesci’s mind. Risotto’s a intelligent man, he’s pretty sure of that. At least, he looks like it. Not that he’s had the chance to get to know him yet, or even expects to in the future — he’s way too intimidating for that. His stand, he has yet to see it in action but from what he’s heard, it’s scary. His posture always seems confident, his orders are absolute.

It’s probably due to Pesci’s own bad habit of idealizing others that the idea of Risotto telling a joke seems too absurd to even be considered, so he’s confused about what exactly this is about.

But, at the same time, the more he ruminates about his words, the funnier they seem. He presses his lips together, hard, and tries to keep his mind occupied with something else, but they keep coming back to him. Soon his lower lip is trembling, and he can’t hold back a quiet chuckle.

What do you call—

And that’s when he loses it and breaks out into loud, snorting laughter. Realizing it was Risotto right in front of him, he tried to calm himself down. He really did. But every time he would meet his eye, it brought another surge of laughter, to the points where tears were starting to form in the corners of Pesci’s eyes. He needs to hold his breath to keep this from happening, and it’s only after the laughter recedes… that he realizes what he’s just done.

And now, he’s terrified.

“S-sorry boss! I didn’t… I didn’t mean to—”

[bitterlimoncello]

@fleremus​ said: 🌹

mutuals send “🌹“ and i’ll give you a compliment! // accepting.

you’re a very pleasant, fun presence on my dash and i LOVE the way you love your muses. though i’m not even close to being caught up enough on jj.ba to know much about ur muses in the later parts, it’s still really nice to see your interactions and appreciation of them on the dash regardless--gives off a kind of energizing feeling, if that makes sense? i will support ms. yasuho hirose it’s what she deserves.

we should definitely, absolutely write soon!!

[subrosc]

@fleremus​ said: " Oi! Josuke! watch out if you go that way i saw turtles over there. we should take the long way. " Okuyasu @ Josuke

        he’s thankful for the warning. truly, he is! but he’s so hungry that the mention of going the long way almost drags a small groan from him. why did turtles have to be the quickest way? still, josuke walks alongside okuyasu to go the longer way. there’s no lie that he actually looks like a grumpy child all of a sudden. “why are there turtles down there? i’m starving, i dunno if i’m gonna survive the long way.”

[stellavento]

"Meow!”-mista??

8. They sit on your muse’s lap and dig their claws into their legs.

It wasn’t Giorno’s fault that Mista’s lap looked so comfortable. Yes the gunman was sleeping and yes Giorno knew he had a nice bedbox he could have stayed in till this stand ability placed on him would wear off...BUT.

The sunlight hitting that lap was BEGGING for him to sit on. And with that plan ready the cat got up and jumped into the man’s lap, digging all FOUR of his claw nails into the THIN but expensive tiger printed pants. Claws piercing skin as Mista awoke in so much pain. Such screams as he heard in Venice on that bench after their fight with White Album was a bonus.

Asshole cat indeed he was~

[culthcnt]

Continued from x @fleremus​

           ❝... That’s not what I meant.❞       The woman spoke out bluntly, amber gaze keeping a close eye on him. Was he friend or foe? Kassandra could hardly trust anyone these days. She’s bloody from her last fight, and had a few wounds, but she hid them the best she could.                ❝Who are you, anyways?❞

[mobdivided]

⛧   @fleremus​  ;  ❣️ risotto

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[jojoingjoseph]

"Come on, now. You've lived through worse than this. Just... Just live through this too."- lisa lisa have a mom :3

DYING RP STARTERS

‘Mother’ had been a word he hadn’t ever gotten to use for much of his life, rather as far back as he could remember..

It had always been Granny,                                                                                                Granny Erina…

When it came to Elizabeth.. He couldn’t lie to himself he felt at some odds and ends with himself in regards to how Fate played it’s hand, tearing away his family to mere shreds of a lonely widowed Grandmother and her Grandson staking out a living that was graciously aided by a close family friend who might as well had been family as far as Joseph felt. It was almost damning how quickly his thoughts drifted to Erina and Speedwagon first as opposed to the darker haired woman currently trying to keep him from closing heavy eyes.

His thoughts muddied into one another, emotions shifting as much as the dirt mixed in with his own blood in thick streams that wouldn’t cease from a gaping wound marred deep into his side. Was this what dying felt like? It hurt.. it hurt so much but he couldn’t muster the strength to cry out than simply keep a tentative hand saturated in stickiness clamped over stained fabric. He couldn’t even gather enough of a breath to try and make the smallest spark of energy, each gasping inhale a struggle to squeeze past parted, bloodied lips.

‘Mother’,                 Had been the image of a blonde woman, aged in her eldery years, kind was her voice and firm was her hand in disciplining him as the time came. Held him when he cried, soothed him when was frightened, warmed him when he was cold.. and stayed with him as a guide until he grew to a man.

The touches gently brushing back wild locks of hair reminded him of that feeling..

His coach’s words held their steadfast tone to them, as always. Eyes dyed an icy sapphire matched with his own, feeble gaze, painted lips moving to form words that were getting difficult to understand with the world gradually fading to a lingering white noise. Dark brown hair mirroring his own draped over deceivingly strong shoulders bearing the weight of what might as well have been Atlas’ own burden shaped in the image of a single, blood red jewel. At times he cursed the woman for many things, how cruel she was, cold her heart is, how much of a damned Witch and worse names for all the Hell she put him and Caesar through despite how much that pasta headed bastard treated her like a Goddess..

Fate was a funny thing now.. wasn’t it?

A thick swallow barely managed to squeeze the muscles of his throat, choking out a fresh splatter of blood in a gasping wheeze. The sharp pain that had speared into him seemed dull now, a cold peacefulness steadily crawling invisible talons further along his limbs.. reaching for the still beating organ residing within a proud chest. With every minute, even a brazen spirit like his weakened further and further, every drop spilled painting the ground in bright strokes.. gradually growing ever darker.. and darker..

’ Mother ’ was a word he never thought he’d see after being told she had died during the war..  it was a word that he never once thought would be here right now, beautiful eyes glistening with carefully concealed tears and a voice that could strike fear and boast with doubtless charisma speak in an almost uncharacteristically soft tone. At least now he knew where he got his gift for it..

★ “ Wish.. I could say living.. Living past your training was my greatest survival.. but I’m… ” A pause, the burden of trying to keep breathing caved at his chest, lungs struggling to fill themselves before exhaling in shallowed breaths became an ever increasing endeavor to overcome, “ … I’m… so tired.. ”

★ “ … I’m sorry..                                                    .. I’m all out of tricks this time.. Mother.. ”

[silvercharict]

♡ - yasuho

PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME  || STILL ACCEPTING.

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  /  stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .

[arcitraditore]

@fleremus said: ✋ hold my muse’s hand - trish prompt. prompt tag. no longer accepting.

the lagoon shudders and rocks with new body that stands on it, and by the time narancia has hopped onto the deck they've learned to wait until it crests to most easily step aboard. while most of his team has only begun to acquire their sea legs, buccellati walks the step down onto the lagoon as easily as he'd walk down a stationary set of stairs. with him, the last of his team is aboard, but not the last person in their party.

the click of trish's heels doesn't follow.

buccellati turns abruptly. for the first time since she's been handed to them, buccellati makes note of her eye colour: a familiar sea blue, softened on long lashes. he notes what he sees clearly reflected within them, too. and what he sees on her is fear. the faint tremble in her shoulders, the agitated cock of her brow, not just at the small leap down to the lagoon but what it represents:

she isn't coming back from this.

the breeze blows between them, briny and sharp. buccellati's hand rises to help her down.

"here. let me give you a hand."

something in her demeanor shifts. her eyes harden, and that uncertain hand curls into a fist as she steps pointedly down without his assistance.

his lips tug into a frown.

so that's how this is going to go.

[healingfated]

❝ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❞ - jobin @ whoever i can't pick

"Well, sorry to hear that, but I'm not leaving anytime soon." Aya simply sighs, as she hears the statement. She'd tried her best to not piss off anyone, but it seems she couldn't hold that up, or please anyone. She had a box of Tonio's food next to her, but it seems she's not eating it just yet.

[strawberryrots]

fleremus replied to your post: silly dash, horny people don’t have rights

They have the right to be horny

AND THAT’S ALL YOU GET

[subrosc]

/  ~   @fleremus​​  .     starter call

really, josuke isn’t sure what he’s hoping for. perhaps it’s for okuyasu to have a decent amount of free time, even if exams should probably be the main thing on their minds now. but distractions were necessary, weren’t they? well, to josuke they were ---- and that’s why he’s the one waiting outside of okuyasu’s class already anticipating for him to be the last one out. he gives everyone else room to leave, and when he finally spots the other, he gives a wave to get his attention.  

❝   okay ---- now i haven’t got much hope on this, 'cause you might be busy. but you wanna go get some snacks and we can go play some games back at mine? my mom isn’t gonna be home until later, so we can use the console downstairs. you down?  ❞

[flavcns]

fleremus replied to your post: fleremus replied to your post: ...

I am literally you.

rolls eyes into the next dimension...