#itorisen | koto

[zangyo]

soft sentences; no longer accepting || @itorisen

❛ honey, i’m home! ❜ koto saying it in the most 1940s voice she can muster as she comes through the door PLEASE END HER KENTO

     NANAMI DIDN’T EVEN BOTHER to look up from his newspaper as he continued reading, reaching over to pick up his cup of tea and taking a small sip. ❝Good evening, Koto. I see you will be staying at my place again tonight.❞ He swore that she lived here far more than she did her own residence, but he wasn’t complaining. It was nice to have company every now and then, and although Nanami was quite used to his own company for the most part, that didn’t mean he was repelled by the idea of having someone stay over. ❝I was not aware that you would be coming tonight, but there is still some food left if you are hungry that you can warm up in the microwave.❞ He wasn’t even going to mention Koto’s atrocious attempts at being some old sitcom rendition. The moment he did, she would just be even worse.

[guhamun]

@itorisen said (inbox):

sorry for the werekitty man but now she's clinging , petting the floof , snuggling it & thriving. good luck prying her off !

     His mood: PERPLEXED????????

[ardenssolis]

@itorisen said (inbox):

' You drool when you sleep. ' Ah. So this is what it feels like to be mercilessly stabbed in the heart. For a moment , she falls silent before big tears suddenly start slipping down her cheeks & her hands crack the little red cup as she sniffles , the sake now pouring down her hands. She drools in her sleep ? She let's out a soft noise like a whimper & looks up at him with the eyes of a kicked little kitten. ❛❛ I'm sorry for being nasty ! You don't hate me , do you ? Wah ! ❜❜ You've done did it now Ozymandias.

     AH…WELL…THIS WAS…unexpected. Koto wasn’t supposed to cry! She was supposed to be horrified, but in a way that he thought was funny. This, however, was not the least bit amusing. If anything, now he felt guilty about his little attempt at pranking her. ❝N-No, of course not! Why in the world would I hate you over something like that?!❞ What a dramatic change! It was as if things had gone from zero to one hundred in two seconds! ❝It is just a little drool! You would almost forget that it was there!❞ He did his best in attempting to save face in this situation, his hands held up in a placating manner as he hoped to settle Koto down so that she would forget this entire conversation even happened. Maybe with a couple cups of sake, she wouldn’t even recall at all.

[efloarchive]

𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, ❛❛ Hanae. ❜❜ Her hand presses tenderly 'pon the woman's shoulder, knees shifting as she moves closer to her & heart thumping. Once she is given her attention, she awaits no time to crawl 'pon the woman's lap & wrap her arms about her, pressing tender kisses to her cheek, along her temple & lovingly again her forehead. ❛❛ Happy birthday. ❜❜ A hand slips to gently press a small box into the woman's hand, a comb, handcrafted & painted, beautiful & rare; a field of flowers, a picture like the woman before her. ❛❛ I thought it'd suit you. ❜❜

𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒, its chimes near inaudible yet all the more delighted. wholeheartedly, she receives the warmth of the woman's embrace, limbs laced and features hidden in the curve of her neck. hands grasp at her, to bring her closer as if in an attempt to fuse both their frames in an endless entwine. beneath her flesh beats a heart / often times she wonders if it'd suffice to merely profess her love out loud, to have the breeze carry the sentimental words under the radiance for all to see. or if it'd be better to slash open her own chest and press the gore into koto's palm, binding their souls in eternal rest [ take it, for it belongs to you, always has, always will ]

lashes unfold to reveal the emotions that overflow. from safest haven she rises, hand moves to rest 'pon her cheek: here stands a woman of unparalleled brilliance and in humility she basks in it.

❝ thank you, kotori. ❞ it is perhaps the greatest gift she's ever received, beyond any material object: a tenderness that hinders her breath, a silent moment that arrives akin to the sun's grace. for the first time, she experiences the sanctity of a love all consuming. heart settles into spoken language and she softens, solace found in faint words rushed in utmost sacrament.

❝ i'll cherish this, forever. ❞ i'll cherish you, forever.

ㅤㅤ @itorisen, hana fest 2k23.

[bludleads]

@itorisen | s.c.

―  🜃  ―  " You should ask next time. "     o' kindness flows from heavenly lips as ichor, coating sparkling teeth in brilliant white. Once heavy footfalls now linger in close silence, his large forearms reaching easily to the very same item in which this young woman had been climbing up the shelves for. Though it would have been more prudent to ask, he found the sight of her short body struggling to be highly amusing. Interested enough to approach her and hand her what she'd been looking for.

Wasn't that all in a day's work?

    " I'm impressed how fast you managed to get up here! "

[c4rdsharp]

@itorisen liked for a starter !

“ it seems to be getting warmer, wouldn’t you agree? “

Luck hummed thoughtfully, peaceful despite the unruly noise of the city being his backdrop. In fact, it seemed almost as if the unruly city was a sort of peace to him. He was almost a different person when walking along the street, minding his own business. Something about the crowds and chatter of people, the heavy drills of street workers, calls of vendors, loud calling of cars, and the ever - shifting traffic of lives gave him pause. Liveliness for thought, a parade of colors & intermingling sounds. It was an orchestra belonging to the city, and it was a rhythm he was intimately familiar with.

perhaps more so than most people who have spent their entire lives here.

He wondered if Koto was at all fond of the noise. Probably not – she seemed like someone who took to nature more than the concrete metropolis. How interesting, if so. Koto, the energetic older sister, preferring the serenity & peace of nature. Luck, the orderly little brother, preferring the chaos of the city. If it weren’t for the fact they were out in public, he might’ve laughed at that.

maybe we can walk through Central on our way back to the Coraggioso. it may give her some pause away from all this activity.

It was a considerate measure, but altogether unneeded. After all, it was Koto’s insistence that she accompany Luck on his afternoon errands. Or, rather, she simply refused to leave him alone and had trailed after him despite his protestations that her appearance wasn’t at all necessary. Being so used to Koto’s stubbornness, he didn’t bother to fight her more on the matter or chase her away as soon as they had left the streets of Hell’s Kitchen.

i don’t think i will ever grow out of the habit of calling it that. it’s slightly archaic nowadays, isn’t it?

“ ah, by the way, big sis, “ Luck stopped for a moment and gazed around the area, recognizing the shops along the thoroughfare. If he was to be correct in his estimations . . .

there should be a local fabric store nearby.

“ since we are in the area and i have completed what i needed to, would you care to drop by an establishment selling house made fabric? you are in need of some new wares for your . . . kimono - sewing, was it? perhaps we could pick out some together, if you would like. “ He smiled with an unusual kindness. Spring always did wonders to his attitude, contrary to what some people may believe.

[zorkaya-moved]

if you're still accepting the drawing thing i think zarina should draw her favorite worstie koto

@itorisen

come back of zarina's atrocious drawing skills 2k23. ( 9/10 )

"All the best for my wostie~"

[zangyo]

soft sentences; accepting || @itorisen

❛ you can hold my hand, if you want. ❜ from koto uwus

     DESPITE HAIBARA BEING THE person that Nanami primarily did missions with, there were times that working with another school was necessary. When the old farts at the top weren’t attempting to see which student body was better than the other, they could at least, put their brains together and decided to ‘foster good relationships’ with little moments like this one. Thankfully, because he and Koto knew one another quite well by this point, it seemed a rather perfect match up. Nanami glanced over to her, eyes quick to fall upon the hand she had offered teasingly before scoffing and looking away once again. ❝Don’t make things embarrassing. This isn’t some trip, you know.❞ Might as well be that way with all this scenery. No one had told him a celebration was going on over here, though when he thought about it, Nanami honestly should have been too surprised.

     Regardless, it was the perfect time for a stray curse to cause trouble, and the curse they were searching for was known for doing so when moods were high. Slipping his hands into his pockets just in case she had the idea of snatching it anyway, he huffed. ❝Stay focused.❞ And leave his hand alone! What if people saw, huh? Sure there weren’t a lot of people here and they just barely passed by anyone right now, but that wasn’t the point! Oh if only Koto could comprehend.

[guhamun]

@itorisen said (inbox):

koto just leans up & gives both of tomoe's horns a wee little smooch !

     TOMOE SHOULD HAVE BEEN prepared for literally anything when it came to Koto and her random habits, but this was one thing she certainly wasn’t. She blinked a couple of times, the other woman’s actions slowly sinking in before cheeks began to blossom a deep crimson. ❝K-Koto-san! W-What was that for?❞ Perhaps had she had more time to prepare for this entire situation it would not have taken her so aback, but alas, it was as if her brain had suddenly bluescreened – the kind that would pop up on the screen in the middle of a really intense moment during a cutscene.

[ardenssolis]

@itorisen said (inbox):

❛❛ I wonder if I ever told you. ❜❜ Koto looks back onto him , her hands threading forth to the sake bottle ( to pour him a good cup. ) A smile remains ever present again her lips as she gazes into the clear liquid. ❛❛ Once , a long time ago when we first met , you fell asleep as the Master & the others were getting things ready. I decided to watch over you. ❜❜ She places the bottle down , picking up her own cup & awaiting him to serve her ( a tradition as old as time itself. ) ❛❛ Ara , your little sleeping face was precious as a peach ! ❜❜ She giggles softly , leaning a bit closer to tease him. ❛❛ Ara , did you know I promised to watch over you that day ? Such a sleepy boy. ❜❜

     WHY DID KOTO HAVE to be like this? Why? Why did any of that even need to be said at all? She could have just kept it as a mystery! Clicking his tongue softly, he had already made to pour her more sake before making sure to pour some for himself as well, a refill to his own sakazuki. How much of this was she going to be able to down before she told him all the other things best left locked away in the dark? ❝You drool in your sleep. Did you know?❞ A lie. He just said that to throw her off and change the direction of the discussion. No one wanted to talk about such things! Precious as a peach… Ozymandias wanted to groan. ❝It gets all over wherever you sleep.❞

[deathfavor]

@itorisen​ said:  ❝ i’ve seen this power in the wrong hands. it corrupts, consumes, lays waste to civilizations. ❞ from koto to byakko !

arcane sentence starters

   “  Oh have you now?  “  The white tiger flicks his tail, before blue flames erupt and dance over his fur till the demon sits on the rock, blue eyes staring down at her. Someone with experience with demons? How rare. Either she’s messed with one before - or she’s most likely lost someone to demons. And then begins the path of obsession and knowledge or fighting.

   A white tiger ear flicks as Byakkomaru observes her, before his expression settles into an amuse smile.  “  And what of it? Humans are humans. That is what you do. You seek power at any cost. To destroy an enemy, to get the lover, for wealth, for fame, for this or that.  “  He points a gloved finger at her.  “  Not you specifically, obviously, but humankind.  Sometimes maybe its to protect someone. A family member, a friend, but it doesn’t matter. In the end, humans flock to power the way moths swarm lamps. And then they die like them too.  “

   Despite the harsh words, Byakkomaru’s tone was neither mocking nor malicious, but as collected as if he was simply stating the time. He leans his chin on the palm of his hand.

   “  You humans wipe each other out more frequently than us demons or creatures of the other world do. Civilizations rise and fall all the time - I’ve witnessed it plenty of times. But funny enough how suddenly humans dying is a problem when its something OTHER than humans doing it. We have to eat too, the same way humans eat.  “

   Albeit, Byakkomaru also took great AMUSEMENT in toying with his prey, manipulating them to thinking they’d succeeded where others could not only to devour their life essence once the deal was completed. Only one had ever earned his loyalty. But alas, humans die so quickly.

   “  So what’s the point of this? You want me to stop making deals with people? I won’t.  “

[putredolarva]

@itorisen replied ; there's a secret option koto picks ; to cry because mOTHMAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA / from x !

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❝ Oh come on―, don't be so nervous, insects are very friendly. Here, since you´re struggling so much, allow me to breach the formalities. ❞

And now he is going to pluck off the collar of his own cloak a large centipede and proceed to place it right on top of Koto's head. Have fun traveling with your new friend !

[efloarchive]

𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, ❛ i’m afraid of losing you, okay? ❜ ( from koto uwu )

for the moment their gazes meet, verdant-hazel and sunset-gold, she feels a spark in her chest / she's overcome, drowning in a tidal wave that completely soaks her heart. she knows it's hard to feel human in their line of work sometimes: loss changes people yet she keeps on selfishly hoping it won't [ not for worse, neither to her favor ], seeing as fate would always claw at their bodies until they all burn out some earlier than others. and when calmness speaks of misery it strikes fear like a match.

but koto's different: she is wild, untamed fire. an ever-lasting blaze, equal parts warm and fatal. it's bright with her, so bright it burns. the sun is in her skin and hana reaches to it with greedy fingers [ icarus belonged to the greek, anyway. ]

❝ hey, kotori, look at me. ❞ hana takes koto's hands into hers, the warmth of her smile the same as it always is: brightly bleeding into her words. ❝ don't worry, i promise you won't lose me. not now, not ever. i might not look like it but i'm a tough nut to crack, y'know. ❞

@itorisen, for the damaged.

[youmourn-a]

@itorisen, koto grabs his cute face & pulls him into a kith !

oh! " koto— " a hand was already raised for a greeting, with a wide smile to match, when all of a sudden the feeling of warm palms encapsulate his cheeks. eyes are widened slightly, a little caught off guard as he's pulled into a kiss. her lips as so soft, a presence terribly missed so much so that his heart ached ever so slightly. he let's it linger for a moment, hands moving to gently hold her waist before reciprocating it in full. it doesn't even last for more than two seconds before he pulls away to lift her high, pressing his cheek into hers. a chuckle rumbles in his chest, humming happily before giving a tiny little spin.

a heart so full unashamedly so is a great form of love. " i missed you, koto! i'm so glad to see you! "

[c4rdsharp]

@itorisen liked for a starter !

“ . . . i wouldn’t do that, if i were you. “

Even with light - colored clothes & less layers, the heat was oppressive. It weighed heavy on his shoulders and body, a complete difference from the cool climate of his home region in Fontaine. It was perhaps better than when he first took an expedition into Sumeru – Luck had made the foolish assumption he would be fine in his usual black mafia wear. One can imagine how close to heat stroke he must've been after but one day in the rainforest.

Port Ormos had a decent enough climate. It was at least slightly more tolerable than the desert and less cluttered than the capital. One can almost feel the freedom in the air – perhaps a consequence of the Akademiya’s lax overview?

it’s not entirely free of its influence, however.

Luck could see a group of patrolling Corps of Thirty from outside his establishment, the windows open as to let in the breeze. It felt nice – it wasn’t everyday Luck could spare sunshine across the midnight twilight of the Gandor establishment. Perhaps it was for this reason – this very atmosphere – that the famous architect had chosen to put up his feet here.

Whatever the case, he was about to make a big mistake.

“ the men here cheat at cards. if you’re not careful, you’ll end up running into debt. it’s not an activity i would recommend. “

How ironic that Luck should be issuing this warning. He also cheats at cards, but Kaveh had never run up against him. At least, not in a serious match. Most of the patrons – and especially those under Luck’s own employ – wouldn’t give a damn if money was involved. This was a den for criminals, after all.

i would simply advise against him making an appearance here at all. i can’t imagine it would be good for his reputation.

Of course, such concerns weren’t Luck’s. As long as Kaveh was able to pay for his drinks, he could stay as long as he wanted. Hell, he could even run up a tab, if he wanted, though Luck would feel bad for the apparent consequences that would come of not being able to pay it if he did. From the little time they’ve spent conversing, Luck gathered Kaveh was a little tight on funds.

“ if you really wish to play a game here, i would suggest trying your hand at billiards. players are less inclined to cheat their way through, save for those with poor skills, and you won’t go into debt quite as quickly . . . though, “ Luck chuckled, “ some of them will encourage you to take bets. “

[maledictus-maleficus]

@itorisen sent: koto vc where's the kick his ass option [ incase you couldn't see it on the post uwus ]

        " If you wanted to play you just had to say so, Ko-to~ "