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Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship
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@akadenchu [ Chuutarou ]
A blink of an eye - a thoughtful mind - as the taller hovered over behind the younger, staring at the parchment worked on so skillfully ( skillfully? ). Another blink passed as the hand moved towards his chin, wondering ever-so-slightly what horrendous change the past three hundred years have brought upon the Japanese language.
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“May that be the way they teach you in these recent years, Chuutarou?”
The twins had never had anyone to be considered a teacher, the one who’s back they always admired had been ripped from them from a young age, and ever since that day, the two of them taught themselves whatever deemed necessary to survive in their turbulent era and to fulfill the Kumou’s duty.
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“I love laughing faces. Especially open-mouthed ones that show the teeth. I drew Ishida getting toyed with by the twins so much he became somewhat soft.” - from sensei’s twitter
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extraplanaire [ Fool ]
Lovecraft shrugs in response. Yes, his motives and actions are rather strange to most who are not inside his head (and, to be frank, his motivations often are rather enigmatic and difficult to understand to Lovecraft himself).
He does want to look at the shrine, now that he knows it exists, and see if it’s one that something lives inside. Given that he appears the be holding a conversation with foliage, that seems rather likely. He scratches the side of his jaw musingly before resuming picking idly at a finger. This is a strange place he’s found himself in, and something is off about it. A sound in the air, the fact that Lovecraft has washed up on the shores– it is, perhaps, a place whose future does not bode well for it. Lovecraft shall figure it out as he goes, and find what he’s meant to do.
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           “Tell me why I should state my intentions to a tree, first.”
Superficially, it’s said as a request for consequences if he shall just walk away. Less superficially, it is a question that seeks to find how much he can say without having to explain himself or say more than he needs to. If this is a supernatural situation, he feels more comfortable talking to some forest spirits than he does an ability user of some sort, but– things never turn out in Lovecraft’s favour, so whatever’s talking to him is probably no one convenient. 
While he waits for a reason, he’ll try and figure out a way to explain himself that doesn’t make him sound completely divorced from reality and logic (as he generally seems to be) if the tree turns out to be the unhelpful sort of conversational partner.
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Ah, a tree he said. A low chuckle almost slipped past the lips of the younger sibling as the thought of them being an entirely different organism amused him greatly and from the pleased expression his sister wore, Baren assumed for them to harbor the same thought ( as per usual ). He could hardly explain how utterly convenient it was for them to be so alike ( yet, so strangely contrasting in some matters ) as an exchange of whispers would do nothing more than expose the truth beneath the entity the man believed them to be. For a tree to speak, it must be of a higher rank than humble mortals after all, perhaps a GOD. Would they not be fools themselves if they were to let this incredibly delightful opportunity pass, without relishing in what could become one of their GREATEST deception just yet?
As ones loved by the lands of Oumi, the wind howled angrily - the fallen leaves dancing in the air vigorously and the rattling sound of which was still intact atop branches creating an atmosphere of considerable credibility for the role they had taken on. 
“Beings such as yours are fools to believe to deceive ones like myself.” A pause was given as the wind calmed down - once more to their benefit. “If you do not intend to speak the truth, you may as well take your leave.”
Crows flew past, uncountable many ( in packs of threes and fours and fives ) scattering in all directions, strays ( hardly discoverable on ground ) settled back in their homes and sheltered themselves. An act to signal the twins that the area would soon be visited by rainfall and they, too, would be forced to return to the shrine before the upcoming storm even began. 
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hensojutsu [ Fellow traveller ]
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“Cheh. How conceited.”
     Compromising acts were NEVER elements of his acquaintance; for his name heeds singly the pivotal rule of the DEVIL’s, a man who professes the stark semblance of nefarious affairs and a heart rigid with the will to CHAMPION morality in its attempt to attain its goal. Well, men of their times live to defend chattels of fervent reverence, for the good of their own if not for the ones they loved — and what could prod him MORE than the fate & lives of those who resides within the Momochi Clan? Like a tiger of barbarous decorum, yet NEVER will it devour an offspring of its own to retain its OWN LIFE.
     “The very sight of it is still annoying. Have you no other enjoyment to pursue?” Tell-tale of a sparrow nestling happily within his hair shall only evince him to find them riddled with dirt — or, in the utmost unfortunacy, lumps of turd. Yet contrarily believed to public eye, Tanba enamoured the fondness for tiny mammals. Albeit no number of years shall deem him vocal enough to divulge the thought.
The reply given was one which confused him greatly - he seemed unaware of the difference between truth and conceit, if he had so unpleasantly mistaken the two just then and there ( according to the stranger, he did ). A raised brow showed his confusion for the issue at hand; the weight of the strays dangling on him still very prominent and the movements easily registered by Baren. And his head crooked to the side lightly, expression slowly fading into a more nonchalant and indifferent one once again. He was quick to recover from the lost trail of thoughts which had stirred inside him for the past two, three seconds, and his lips curved into a smile anew momentarily afterwards.
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“Whichever claim you may have - it must be apparent to us both that, clearly, they are attached.”
Whether the attachment he spoke of so fondly were meant in a literal way or not did not matter in the least as he believed to have made his point clear, and the issue to be resolved in one way or another. Since at the end of the day, they were mere strangers who happened to cross paths on that particular evening. Would he really dare to waste his time glooming upon the opinion of another? Perhaps, even pondering about the validity of such crude remark?
A soft laugh filled the air - this man served well for his amusement - spouting words at odds with the way he had behaved prior, and the probable adornment he truly felt. Baren could read it in his eyes: had he truly disliked what was displayed before him, he assumed the man to be long gone and to have never paid him ( nor them ) any heed in the passing.
“Do not misunderstand, as it is not something I pursue, but more a natural occurrence the moment I step into these woods. — Even so, I believe you to find these as charming as I do - do you not?”
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@kumonotenka [ Tenka ]
The last rays of light vanished between heavy, gray clouds and the tall trees surrounding the ever so familiar yet alien shrine he called his home. The feeling was almost eerie: to find himself in midst the very town he was born and raised in with his sister, with the same wooden floor he’s having such fond memories of ( having run across them countless of times before, playing tag with Okuni and his dear Mother in their younger days ). And doors, shut and hiding what secrets his family may harbor since times long forgotten. Ah, like a fleeting dream - a memory he would always treasure no matter the years yet to come and the hardships eventually befalling the [ taboo twins ] and those dear to them.
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A melancholic smile on his lips, the darkness fully consuming what was left of the scenery which was burned in the back of his mind ( an image all who lived every three hundred years beneath cursed land had branded into their memory, involuntarily ). A long sigh escaped his lungs and he closed his eyes, oddly enjoying the creeping cold of the night and all it had to offer: the silent, almost inaudible, steps of wild animals hurrying back to their basements, the cries of crows and other birds alike, the howling wind, still, harmless that night. And the footsteps approaching him, carefully.
“After all these years, the beauty of our hometown did not cease in the least.”
Soft, quiet words were spoken as he tilted his head slightly to gaze upon the man who was now mere steps away from him; a single, dark orb meeting a pair so alike. How amusing it was - to be called his ancestor, yet to be younger in age at the time of their meeting. Laughable, truly. 
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the song of achilles meme
       i recently finished this book and it was just…so…beautiful, so i wanted to make a lil meme thing cause their were a lot of really great quotes & actions tbh. i thought it’d be nice to share ‘em and write ‘em out. change the pronouns to your liking ~
p.s. i kinda went over board so i put my favs above the read more and the rest ( more generic types of sent. memes ) under the read more. enjoy !
“ i will never leave ____. it will be this , always, for as long as _____ will let me. “
“ i would like to know how you are going to stop the losers from declaring war on you ? “
“ will you help me put the rest of my armor on ? “
“ we are finished here. “
“ do not leave. “
“ did you ever think of having children ? “
“ ___ is half my soul, as the poets say. “
“ I could recognize ____ by touch alone, by smell; I would know ____ blind, by the way ____ breaths came and ___ feet struck the earth. I would know ____ in death “
“ coward. “
“ ____ is a weapon. a killer. do not forget it. “
“ you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change it’s nature. “
“ i do not plan to live after ____ is gone. “
“ philtatos. “ ( means ‘most beloved’ ) 
“ i could kill you still. “
“ i am sorry for your loss. “
“ name one hero who was happy. “
“ they never let you be famous and happy. “
“ let me bring you food and drink. “
“ i cannot bear to see you grieving. “
“ there are no bargains between lions and men. i will kill you and eat you raw. “
“ is it worth your life ? “
“ i hope that ____ kills you. “
“ get out. get out ! “
“ _____ is dead. “
“ i am buried here. “
“ we die so easily. “
“ you will not speak another word or you will be sorry. “
“ i wish he had left you to all die. “
“ if you have to go, i will go with you. “
“ i am made of memories. “
“ listen to me. “
“ i will not live much longer. “
“ you are a better man than i. “
“ i do not need to prove myself to you. “
“ are you calling me a liar ? “
“ i do not care. i will be dead soon. “
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@opasnoe​ [ A shinobi? ]
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      “Who may that master you speak of be?”
      The question rolled off her tongue easily as she approached the man in question. She had been sure that none of the infamous ninjas she had heard of would be dressed in the way the other was, yet otherwise she could not explain herself the monologue she happened to overhear. To say that she wasn’t curious would have been a lie. After all, it was not often one could find such eccentric figure wandering around. 
     “Might you be of the Kouga clan, perhaps?” 
     The Kouga were known for siding with the ‘ man ‘ ( the ‘ people ‘ ) after all, and considering how he had been talking of his master so fondly, Okuni believed that to be the most probable circumstance.
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@emptyhandecl​ [ Stranger ]
      On certain occasions would Baren disappear and meet up with Gengetsu, most of those times were to gather information and more often than not would he vent to her as well. In the past years it had been something reoccurring and left alone, Okuni spent her time alone in the shrine, but today was not one of those days. One of the many traps set up all over their home caught the tricksters next prey, another one they would end up mocking and in return, he or she would resent the twins. Just like everyone else did.
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      “My, aren’t you a strange one?”
      She hadn’t expected a foreigner deep, deep inside the hole they dug merely two nights ago. It was the book in the young man’s hold which piqued her interest. Not many were readers, and not many knew how to. Even fewer were to stumble upon their ground. ‘ What to do with him, hm? ‘ Despite the thoughts, her next movement had been decided the moment her eyes laid upon the seemingly ancient copy. However, instead of going out of her way to help the man out of his misery, Okuni simply stood there, watching. Amused.
      “What might you be reading?”
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hensojutsu [ A fellow traveller ]
How bothersome.
     The lithe sunny rays cast by misty suns amasses nix the entice he so craves. Black panther shrouded by suit pertaining Iga-black and the emblem of resembling means, saunter amid forest is an enjoyment he could best procure, if one finds the interior of political conference a HASSLE to render presence. Regulations forged by callous hands deem unworthy of pursuit. What intercepted his line of vision is no more the loathsome figure of a pubescent male, his hair adorned by members of nascent fowls. 
     Cute. The thought had momentarily graced past his mind, like the striking of resonant thunder — IMPRESSIVE for scarcely a second few, but dull past its awakening.
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     “The thing on your head is inexorably distracting, seemly so. Oh, did it get attached?” 
      The information given to Baren surprise him more than it should have and he glanced towards the small feline who claimed the spot atop his head so graciously. A blink was followed by another, accompanied by a glance around himself — as far as that was possible with the uncountable animals around him; claws dug deeply into materials, heads resting on his shoulder and — ah, was that a sparrow taking refuge under the feathers and adornments tying his hair back?
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      “Aha~. Really adorable, isn’t it?”
      The raven tilted his head, the sudden shift surprising his companions and resulting in one or two to dangle off. He raised a thoughtful hand against his lips before a soft hum left his throat, a genuine smile following shortly after.
      “I suppose everyone gets attached to me?”
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@hensojutsu [ A fellow traveller ]
      Slow and lazy steps were taken through the simply defined road surrounded by trees and plants alike. Soon he would have left Oumi to head towards a certain informant he had known ever since he was younger. What were once just strangers ( targets, perhaps ), could now be counted as one of his most trusted allies and it was one with utmost, peculiar abilities.
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      To be in no hurry also meant that it was easy to follow the man - not just for humans, but other living things often found themselves in his vicinity if given the chance. Alas, there he was, the last few steps taken before he halted in front of a man who seemed lost, staring at Baren as if he were alien. Truly, the young man had no idea what was so odd about him to grant him such attention from a fellow traveller.
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      “Do I have something on my face, or why are you looking at me like that?”
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The heads of the Kumou Shrine.
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retunsae [ Sakichi ]
Why does he get up and thank him of all things? A part of Sakichi wants to return that GRATITUDE, though more to God than the man in front of him. He didn’t care what had kept him from dying in that fall—what was important was that he had survived.
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“You’re INJURED.”
No matter what had kept him alive, Baren needed medical attention, even if those shaky legs could still hold him upright. Sakichi could only do so much here; they needed a place to lie low for a few days.
The CHALLENGE wasn’t finding a safe place; it was keeping Baren from doing something idiotic and running off to save Okuni.
— If she could be saved.
He moves in without being further prompted, letting the younger Kumou twin lean against him to alleviate the PAIN he was no doubt in. Thus far, Ishida Sakichi had done little other than add to their BURDENS.
Today, he would do what he could to lessen them. 
“KUMOU, there’s a place nearby that should be safe for the moment. You should rest there while we treat your wounds.”
      Baren was not surprised in the least that the other man hadn’t understood the meaning behind the spoken gratitude, as the privilege of knowing his thoughts without the need of an explanation was solely reserved by and for his sister after all. One thought led to another and the raven absentmindedly searched through grey sky; the twilight painting over and darkening the scenery even more. Still he stood, despite the words leaving Sakichi’s lips he undoubtedly registered in a way or another.
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      ‘ She is alive. ‘ An exhale of relief overcame him soon after, an undescribable odd feeling making its presence apparent. ‘ Okuni, wait for me. I will come and find you. ‘ A small smile adorned his features and he relaxed; his muscles and body finally receiving the well deserved rest ( involuntarily so ) as he stepped forward, just enough to keep himself from giving in to the weakened state and loosing his footing.
      He took another step, anew trying to steady himself as his hand reflexively moved to press against the aching wound. 
      “We should get moving then.”
      Just then, a brilliant idea comes upon his mind and the small grin on his lips reveal nothing genuine; the intention as clear as water as he remembered the first time the other had agreed to ‘ help them out ‘ and Baren had made him carry him.
      “I don't want to walk - you do it for me, Sakicchan~.”
      Despite his playful tune, it was quite apparent that the man was incapable of moving much  nor fast by himself, and certainly not without loosing more blood than he already had. 
⋆ ━ momento mori.
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