#main v.

[uppertwo]

🪷 | open.

"do you think gods watch us?" a pause, "i don't think i enjoy being monitored like that."

[hakuuji]

👊 | open.

“wait a second,” he gestures for them to come closer — before with a touch much-too-careful (much-too-gentle) for upper moon three, he brushes off some dust from their clothes.

“you shouldn’t carry yourself like that,” perhaps in his mind, he felt they deserved better than to be dirty.

[protecthumans]

@tsukkiakarii / closed starter.

and something about the other shot ripples through her blood. an ugly concoction of terror, anger — but familiarity comes to meet those emotions at the pass. where monster such as upper one would usually stir unbridled aggression in the young demon, she seems to pause; thinking.

“...” nezuko’s stare burns. perhaps it was from the confusion of what bubbled in her belly that caused such an intense glare. however, it’s undoubtedly a miracle that she has not attacked.

she watches, unblinkingly.

[lovechasing]

@tsukkiakarii / sc.

and she stood like a skyscraper, something that didn’t particularly frighten amy — but she still stepped forward with caution. always believe in the better nature of people (even when their shadow threatens to eat you up), but admittedly, she wasn’t entirely sure if this counted as a ‘person’ to begin with.

regardless, she starts conversation, “wow, you’re really…”

“...really tall.”

[rabbitprose]

@whirling-fangs / sc.

“aww, you’re interrupting my meal, inosuke! that's bad manners!” lighthearted laughter despite the fact he’d clearly recently killed someone. he takes another bite from the arm, before talking with his mouth full, “did ya need somethin’?”

[restlesstown]

@tsukkiakarii / closed starter.

and there was an unpredictable pause to each step; a little unstable, almost like it could roll an ankle at any point in time. behind it, dragged a heavy weapon — organs making an explosive squeal as said weapon is suddenly slammed down on a monster’s body.

blood. gore. that’s all it knew. and then, it senses someone — helmet starting to twist (fleshy underside making a squelchy noise) to seek out who had come to visit it. once again, it drags weapon behind it — previous corpse sticking to rusted metal.

it holds out a hand, trying to see her — where she was, how she breathed.

[lurkingpoisons]

@whirling-fangs / starter call here.

and there was a sigh from shinobu, tending to one of her wounds caught on the battlefield — an inevitability, when she only had her speed and wits about her. she had little strength to rescue her when she met her match in a physical fight.

a tug of a bandage, before she eventually creates a sling. 

“you don’t have to worry so much, hashibira-san,” she tries to be lighthearted despite the fact she’d broken an arm, “it’s — not as painful as i’d expected when that demon bent my arm in such a way.”

hint of pathetic laughter.

“can you bring me something to cut the bandage, please?”

[rnajokko]

@phntasmgoria (for mami!) / starter call.

and the tiny pitter-patter of paws can soon be picked up by mami — beginning to trail her shadow with that same cat-like smile.

“it’s a wonder that you saved those two girls,” madoka and sayaka, “and myself — you’re amazing, mami.”

“i wanted to ask you something,” it trots a little faster, keeping up pace, “did you really come to rescue me from that magical girl? or did you sense something greater?”

it doesn’t reveal everything about madoka quite yet, it wanted to know what she knew, first and foremost.

[egghatched]

@eternalwished / starter call.

“i see it in your eyes, little one,” she approaches with a low stance, before lying down besides him. ultimately, it would have been smarter to not mention it at all — but perhaps, the two of them could take some time to understand each other, “mourning presents differently than any other emotion out there — it makes your eyes turn either as hot as meramon, or as cold as yukidarumon.”

she looks over to him, “i’m mourning too,” koro says, “it is… difficult.”

[nineforms]

@weavinghands / starter call here.

this one… was intimidating!! for a few moments too many, kyōjurō completely forgets to blink — too entranced by the chilling gaze she carried. stiffly, he lifts a hand to his mouth and clears his throat, before even more stiffly, his hand returns to his side.

“i don’t think i’ve seen you here before!” he tries to be polite regardless, “i am kyōjurō rengoku, and i will be happy to guide you to your room for the night!!”

“have you travelled here by yourself?”

[upperthird]

@hizzashii / sc.

he holds the other’s arm, carefully, “—i’m sorry i did that — sometimes i have difficulty holding back, even in practice battles… i’m gonna put it back into place, okay? it might hurt.”

[uppertwo]

🪷 | open.

purrs contentedly.

[hakuuji]

👊 | open.

rumbles at. was it a snarl, or a purr?

[surrepo-iuvenisdomina]

She’s the sunrise after the winter solstice,

the thing that looks gone but just comes back even stronger.

[lovechasing]

💗 | open.

"aww, it's not as heavy as it looks!" she drops the hammer with a loud CLUNK noise, "try and lift it! you just need to use your core muscles a teeny bit."

[rabbitprose]

@tsukkiakarii / sc.

and as the sun starts to peek through heavy covers – he sees her reach out. she must be curious, living her entire life as a demon and never being able to brush her fingers against the warmth the sun held. had she forgotten what it was like? or did she have a death wish?

gently, he takes her hand before it graces the light.

“...hey,” he calls to her gently, “you don’t have to do that.”