#fukaenbujin

[infiernogarde]

isola event starter - @fukaenbujin

“Too many.” Hikaru steeled and wielding her trusty wooden sword. The amount of undead was way off the charts that she’s already outnumbered. She slowly backing off as they kept approaching her. One of her biggest disadvantages is she doesn’t know the way to head home and hide. Such a fun event this is.

Until then she noticed a handsome person who smells like a rose, she approaches him. “Now’s not the time to find for roses, we need to find a way to deal with them nor evade them!”

[wildberryoras]

☝️(at the non verbal memes)

     AFTER living on the Island as long as he has, he’s sharpened his senses in public spaces. People stare all the time when you’re a spectacle like he is. Knowing the difference between that and the feeling of being watched is crucial. It’s like a spider crawling up his back, so when he actually feels a hand on his pauldron, his spin around is a tad aggressive.

Fists don’t go flying, fortunately. He gets a hold of himself having to look over his own chest and down, down, down at the one responsible. Impressive reach.

⦑ Tell me what you need. ⦒

He says as if he’s been awaiting orders all along.

*:・ﾟ☆

[jaganeyed-blog]

@fukaenbujin

–「 You’ve been through quite a bit in the past few days, and while they haven’t been the worst of times you’ve ever seen, they’ve been devastating nonetheless. It had taken a while to distance yourself from this group, and just when you’d managed to do so, you’d been roped back in. Damned if you can’t escape them.」

「 Fate is a funny thing, if it exists, but you still don’t trust it to be kind to you. You’d already mistaken someone in this city for Kurama once. The idea that you might find him is starting to feel delusional at best. So when you see a gash of red amongst the trees, you nearly disregard it. But there’s a pull. That ember of hope that says everyone might be in one place, alive.」

「 When you look again, it’s him. And everything stops for a few moments, and then it takes you absolutely no time to decide to jump from the branch you’re perched on. You stumble at first- fall, actually. But you recover, and try not to be embarrassed at how the learning curve in this altered body is treating you. There are signs of having picked fights you couldn’t win all over you, and you won’t be the one acknowledge them.」

“Well it’s about time. Did they dull your senses, or were you just ignoring the fact I’ve been here for a few days?” 

–「 You were so relieved to see him at first. But now that you’re up on this branch beside him, all you can do is chide him, and try to gauge if you should be here at all.」

"... how long have you been here? It seems like we’ve all come in at different times, and from different points in time. At least from what I understand. My senses have been so dulled I can’t even tell what we’re dealing with.” 

[justpompadoit-blog]

“Are you afraid of commitment?”

Emotional Starters: Not accepting

“Nope! Not even a lil’ bit!” He said with 100% percent complete sincerity. What reason would he? Just cuz the guys are jerks sometimes and don’t let him in on stuff doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna have their backs when push comes to shove. 

“What, you got somethin’ you need help with? Cuz I’m up to my nose hairs with commitment! Say the word man, and I’ll do whatcha need me to!”

[stellarshooter]

@fukaenbujin

Stella wasn’t the one who had usually done reconnaissance, usually Rothcall had been the one telling her where to go because he knew what was around. After that, Nana had led her around or Stella had just followed her. But they weren’t here and her ally pool was very small, meaning she needed to figure out this city on her own. She’d walked around quite a bit, to the point where if she hadn’t been a clone she’d be feeling the burning in her legs, but it wasn’t enough. She needed an aerial view.

She craned her neck back as she looked at the tall building. In the alleyway no possible enemies would see her and the building was tall enough that once she got to the top, she’d be able to see a good distance. Easy enough. She took a step back then ran at the building, intending to scale it. Instead she got one foot on the building and promptly fell on her back.

She pushed herself up to a sitting position, staring hard at the building. “I don’t understand.” It shouldn’t have been hard, she’d scaled a building taller than this in the past.

[buddhransa-blog]

@fukaenbujin liked your post “Sweats. Need new interactions again. Not sure if tumblr got the last...”

 There was a lot of action happening right now. As there was a wild cat on the loose in temple grounds, small as they maybe. And he is not a foremost expert on hunting, or cats for that matter. It was like... chasing something elusive and that can scratch your eyes out. 

 The cat was running towards the new victim person.

 “Stop that cat!”

[danceofthekitsune]

↕ 5’11

Height comparison

[anglerfishnabe]

🌹❤️

What is their idea of a perfect date?

// i think just regular ol’ sofa sounds good for him. he’s about as romantic as a rock so he rarely puts effort anyway so the you could be out there under the moon and with candles and he would put little to no mood on so ... it probably wouldn’t matter

Have they ever been in love?

// nope

[illimitexabominer]

♬❀

♬ : Does your muse sing well? Regardless of whether they sing well or not, do they enjoy singing?

Answered

❀ : What is your muse’s opinion about flower crowns?

She loves them! They remind her of her home in the south, though she did primarily live in he mountains. However, she’s not gentle enough to properly make them, and those that somewhat look like a crown always fall apart.

[azurebonds-blog]

“Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves.”

➳ ALICE IN WONDERLAND ask starters | Accepting

“ Well you can do that yes, but what if the sense in the first place?” Somethings never make sense at times. So if that was the case your senses out only be tripped by it. Then again many things could happen.

[gentomologist]

✭

send ✭ for a headcanon | not accepting

seeing or working with real insect specimens makes him a lil sad since they are dead bugs, but he feels better knowing (or convincing himself) that they died of natural causes/weren’t killed out of cruelty + that their bodies are now being taken care of and put to good use :’)

[geniusofabuniverse]

★♫

 ★Already answered

♫ 

1. Ich Will by Rammstein2. Ohne Dich by Rammstein3. Misery by Soul Asylum4. Schicksalslied, Op. 54, (Song of Destiny)- Brahms5. The Killing Moonby Echo and the Bunnymen

[wildberryoras]

“The bird is under the hat.”

     THIS freaking bird. He’s been chasing it all over this library for the better part of an hour thanks to its ability to enter bookscapes (or so he’s taken to calling the worlds inside books since the chase began.) It kept popping out to start a racket, pull at everyone’s hair, and after all this chaos, it ended with Kurama casually tossing a hat onto it.

He loosens his grip on the brim of the hat. It’s best if he’s not the one to remove it. Frustration will make him too rough and he’ll either harm the creature or have it escape once again.

⦑ Go on and throw it out the door, then. ⦒

*:・ﾟ☆

[chalicearrow-blog]

On a sector oo1 street, shortly after leaving the portrait studio for the evening, he found a reason to pull his own camera out of his case. For long walks he often brought it with him, wherever the destinations happened to be---doubling up on cameras wasn’t a exactly a bad thing. A cheery face looked up at him from a small body more fur than dog. When it walked up to him and didn’t look about to leave, he took a minute to carefully pull out his camera, hang it over his neck, and take a picture.

With a couple of photos taken, Hajime patted it on the head one last time and continued on his way. It only took a few feet to confirm the dog was still following him, but he continued in hopes of it turning back at some point. It didn’t.

Two blocks later, he crouched down to look at it again. The white fur was soft and pristine, but he couldn’t find a collar around its neck. Puzzled, he lifted his attention from the dog’s bright eyes and stood. He wouldn’t find any instructions on the sidewalk.

“This dog doesn’t have a collar,” he said to a passing person. “Where should it go?”

Though he skipped pleasantries altogether, at least he got the point across. Probably.

@fukaenbujin

[momentslicing-blog]

@fukaenbujin

After a long while of the wolf’s stay in the vast, yet strange city, Talbain had become far more confident in being able to cope with the residence here, in addition to himself. Many encounters and even simple meetings did not make this easy, but his bearings were certainly within grasp. With his clawed dulled, and weapon softened, it honed his skills further.

Snow touching down, the wolf made his way through town, able to avoid questions or ridicule. However, somewhat nearby, the scent of roses caught his nose through the chilling air. He would stop at the corner where the scent was strong, peering around curiously expecting to see some sort of Flower Shop...

“...”

[tsukaretame-blog]

» the charm dangling from his fingers and offering the slightest shine in the sunlight seems to stir something in him.

His eyes are glued to it, almost as if he were hypnotized by it, turning it left and right with gentle twitches of movement. Why one would think to create a miniature replica of a cage (for birds, he’s sure) was beyond him. Perhaps it was meant to symbolize something innocent, but somehow it just felt more like a way to utter a cry of help in secret.

Cages weren’t exactly something pleasant, after all. And yet--

“...It’s rather gaudy,” Souza murmurs, though not really to anyone in particular (he doesn’t notice the other a slight distance away), “is it not? And certainly it isn’t truly golden...”

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