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When the mist clears; what will you r e m e m b e r ?
Private & independent Muichirou Tokitou blog. This blog isn’t spoiler free! Read rules before interacting. Minors DNI.
Penned by Cas(Banner is edited and colored by yours truly.)
I’m alive! I have been exceptionally busy the past few weeks and thus, my activity has dwindled a bit. I am inclined to pick up new stories/interactions if anyone still wishes to write with me.
For the time being, until things settled down IRL, I’ll be putting this account on a low/medium activity. Meaning replies and so on will be slower than usual.
Apologies for being MIA. I will get to things soon, I promise! I will be absent for a few more days as I’ve caught covid. I don’t have the cognitive ability to even concentrate on writing atm, but I will TRY to get some smaller things out.
Guess who is going to be a cat dad. This guy right here!
𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈'𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 !!
1. 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒 / 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: Cas.
2. 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘: May 9th.
3. 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍: Taurus / Scorpio ascendant / Pisces moon.
4. 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 5′ 3″.
5. 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒: Writing, editing, playing the good ol’ Pokemon games, building stuff in the Sims. Watching the rugby & football/soccer. Cracking open a cold beer and being a couch potato.
6. 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑: Black, red & white.
7. 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊: Do comic books count? If so, anything by Marvel, DC & Dark Horse comics(primarily Alien vs Predator).
8. 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: Monika Liu - Sentimentai.
9. 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖: Deadpool.
10. 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃: Demon Slayer(yes, I am counting this, you can fight me on this)
11. 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: I get a lot of my inspiration from cosmic horror and delving into the fears of the unknown. I draw some inspiration from urban legends and paranormal aspects. For some characters I write(Muichirou), I take some inspiration from Alice in Wonderland.
12. 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐔𝐑𝐋: There isn’t much of a story to tell really, it’s just a name of one of Muichirou’s abilities.
13. 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓: I am extremely blunt & do not hold back when I have something to say or if someone is doing something that is stupid. I do not open up to people easily, which makes it difficult for the people around me to earn my trust. Does this count as a fun fact?
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yeonban:
❛ The lady that kept pestering us didn’t let me bleed out to death, that’s all there is to it, ❜ The reply cuts directly to the point, tone as venomous as ever despite the woman’s act of sincere good-will having saved his life rather than ended it ( there is no reason to be resentful at their savior, he realizes this, but life and its cruelty have been weighing down on the youth’s shoulders from far too early of an age, and ire has long since acquainted itself with his heart - there is anger in everything he does these days, regardless of whether it can be properly justified or not ).
Eyebrows furrow as gaze lands on Muichiro’s uniform an, as if to prove his subsequent point, Yuichiro moves his left arm -the one from both of their nightmares- and the fabric moves at the top, yet the movement slows, then disappears entirely the lower the sleeve goes. He, too, dons the slayer’s uniform in spite of his missing arm, and he wonders even now how pitiable of a sight that must pose. ❛ But by the time I woke up, my brother had already went and gotten himself into the corps, so I had no choice but to join it too. ❜ A half-lie - he hadn’t been forced into it by an external force ( neither the white-haired woman nor her husband had looked at the boy recently woken from a coma with the intent of making him slaughter / be slaughtered ), but the unsettling knowledge of his twin’s endeavors had prompted him to join nevertheless - to find him, and make sure he remains safe at any cost ( Muichiro’s kindness could prove fatal, and any would agree that Yuichiro’s life would be a more reasonable loss than a Hashira’s, if the situation were to ever require a sacrifice & a survivor ).
Silence prevails after the cold remark, and Yuichiro merely stares at his mirror image / not yet cracked, not yet shattered, not something he could ever relate to, and sighs. Lips part once more, his voice quieter now; & he muses outloud, recalling his twin’s uncharacteristically brash attitude towards everyone and everything that had crossed his path after the incident that had caused his memory loss. Not saving people at the expense of his own life had been a good thing, but good things don’t ever seem to last long enough to truly matter. ❛ I saw you before, on your way to a mission. You were better off without your memories. ❜
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The air encompassing the youth resonated with a sepulchral tune as he came face to face with the ghost that resided inside the mist for all these years. He recalled that fateful night before everything faded to black and before he became a shadow of his former self ⸺ an empty shell devoid of memory and emotion. Muichiro’s limbs felt heavy, as though he was being pulled underneath the gloomy waters that yearned to wash him away until he faded into nothing. He couldn’t make sense of anything at this moment in time as blanks were drawn at every turn with each attempt to find the answers. Was he truly watching him from afar? He didn’t know, he couldn’t bring himself to ask. There was an underlying part of him that dreaded hearing his barbed words.
Tiers parted as if he were about to break his silence; however, nothing escaped him. It was hard to ignore the heavy lump that manifested inside his throat uninvited like an unwelcome guest. Hollow pools of mint-green tint drifted toward his twin, regarding him with a quiet glance as he listened, albeit absentmindedly to each syllable that rolled from the tip of his tongue. Muichiro seemed puzzled when he eventually noticed the uniform his twin wore. In truth, he didn’t expect him to follow in his footsteps, due to the harsh words he gave to that woman who kept a watchful eye on them when their ancestry was revealed
Aquamarines widen in sheer disbelief upon catching wind of his confession, it was hard to deny the fact it stung deeper than any blade can cut, especially when his sole reason for prioritizing his survival was to live long enough to reclaim his memories and remember fragments of a past forlorn. Was he truly better off not knowing who he was? Was he truly better off worrying whenever he failed to remember anything? It begged the question when threads of uncertainty gnawed at his subconscious, bringing forth a wave of hesitancy that washed over him like a wave upon the sand.
❝I don’t… I don’t want to forget anymore…,❞ he spoke up, albeit quietly. His quiet voice was easily drowned out by the whispering winds. With the haze lifted from his psyche, he became much more aware of the underlying emotions he was previously numb to, be it happiness or sadness, even if they were foreign to him. ❝Why do you want me to lose my memories?❞
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@slayersaided asked: ✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?
That is a good question. I have been in a few fandoms/verses over the years since I started rping back when Myspace & Bebo were a thing. I might be a little biased here; however, I have always found the Inuyasha community to be one of the most accepting fandoms I’ve been in, particularly when you consider the inclusion of OCs and newbies who are just starting out in role play.
The Fruits Basket fandom is another I’ve found to be accepting; however, I cannot say much for that fandom where OCS are concerned, I have only ever written as canon characters.
Of course, the same applies to KNY, I’ve found that community to be open & accepting as well both on here and over on aniroleplay.
the salty af munday meme
Because, like it or not, we're not all balls of sunshine all the time. We can be pure salt when we want to be.
☠ What does someone have to do for an instant unfollow from you?
♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?
♦ What was a mildly annoying thing that has happened to you rp wise?
♢ Has anyone ever tried to steal your blog? Your headcanons? Icons? All that jazz
♚ How many people don't like you?
⚜ How many people do you not like?
✮ Have you managed to stay away from drama?
☄ Have you ever been in the middle of drama?
☯ Have you ever tried to bring peace to a situation?
☼ How long do you stay mad?
☀ What's your rp pet peeve?
☁ Have you ever forgiven a partner when you shouldn't have?
☂ Have you ever been forgiven when you knew you shouldn't have been?
☢ What fads/trends are you so over?
☣ Have you ever rp'd with someone you knew for a fact was abusive but tried to give them a chance/to make up your own opinion on the roleplayer? Did they change or did you understand what people were talking about?
♨ Have you ever made a public call out post?
❀ What has made you completely lose your chill?
✿ What do you think about public call out posts?
✂ A fandom that you feel isn't open and accepting?
✉ A fandom that you feel is open and accepting?
✦ Thoughts on duplicates following you?
✧ Do you agree with reblog karma or is it forced interaction?
❥ Has someone ever ruined an FC or character for you?
❦ Has someone been jealous of you?
❧ Have you ever been jealous of anyone?
✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?
♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?
❣ How salty are you feeling right now?
Slowly getting to things, apologies for being sluggish as heck recently, allergy season has been kicking my ass. Now, I need to figure out who I owe and who I don’t.
Also to any new followers that send in prompts, if ever you want to turn it into a thread(and are unsure), you can go right ahead! You never need to ask me!
That said, if I owe you a reply or anything, do comment below! c:
send me a ✍ + a muse to see how i would play them.
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@tsukkiakarii asked: “Does it still hurt?”
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❝It doesn’t hurt,❞ he spoke up, albeit quietly his timbre mimicked a whisper among the wind ⸺ easily drowned out by the meekest of sounds. Slender appendages curl slightly as he adjusts the linen bandage wrapped around his forearm, loosening it up so it wasn’t clinging to his skin(even if it was necessary). Muichiro felt a sharp sting every now and then; however, it felt minor compared to some of the other injuries he’s sustained in the past, alas he couldn’t remember the occurrence of his previous ones, only the phantom sensations his body remembered.
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@mitsurie asked: “Oh God, what happened to you?!”
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❝It’s nothing. Now, will you PLEASE check on the others?❞ he deadpanned as he casts his attention elsewhere, particularly toward the clouds drifting aimlessly amidst the night sky. Muichiro didn’t seem keen on the idea of being confined to the Butterfly Estate while he recovers from his injuries, he wanted to resume his training, even if his limbs felt heavy and were SCREAMING at him to rest. ❝Were you… were you injured Kanroji-san?❞
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@karmicbound asked: “You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?” from Inosuke!
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Hollow eyes peek at his bloodstained garments before glancing back at the boar-child ⸺ regarding him with detached scrutiny. He didn’t seem too concerned with the rivulets of sanguine flowing down his arm from the wound inflicted upon his bicep, although he still applied pressure when and where it was needed in order to stem the bleeding. Despite the flesh wound, Muichiro seemed bewildered by the air of concern he detected in the other male’s timbre; didn’t he have his own affairs to deal with? Either way, it didn’t matter all too much, the demon responsible for this mess would be forgotten about when dawn broke and the memory of this event became submerged in a sea of obscuring cloud and mist.
❝If you have the time to ask, go and look for survivors,❞ stern, ice-cold remarks flow from parted tiers as the youth broke his silence in order to speak up. Muichiro adjusted himself as he clambered up onto his feet, slowly regaining his footing after a few seconds. He made a motion to walk forward unless he was hindered in any way, shape, or form by the other. ❝This conversation is pointless, you may leave now,❞
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@distant-hazc / sc.
and there was something familiar within the other, but alas, it wasn’t something he could quite pinpoint, “…hmmm. have we met before?”
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Lifeless pools of aquamarine held a listless glint as he gave the apparition a quiet glance. Muichiro didn’t recall crossing paths with him in the past and then again, his poor memory didn’t sync well with inquiries of this nature. ❝I don’t remember meeting you; who are you?❞
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𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒
𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄
“You’re dripping blood on the carpet.” “When I said scars are kinda sexy, I didn’t mean you should get one right away…” “Press that against the wound, I’m going to get the med kit.” “It’s bleeding quite badly.” “Oh God, what happened to you?!” “You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?” “Your head looks pretty bad. I’m sure it’ll need stitches.” “It’s going to hurt for a moment, but I’ll need to clean the wound.” “I’m so sorry this happened to you. But you’re safe now.” “That’s a pretty nasty bruise. Want some ice?” “Does it still hurt?” “I don’t think a band aid is gonna fix this…” “Whoa, hey, stay with me! You’re as white as a ghost. Don’t pass out.” “Damn, that must hurt. I’m sure there are some painkillers around here.” “You have to be seen by a doctor. This isn’t going to heal on its own.” “It looks broken. Can you move it at all?” “Here, lean on me. I’ll support you.” “I’m not going to leave you behind. If need be, I’ll carry you.” “I’m going to pick you up now, okay? Just hold on to me.” “Everything is going to be okay. Just hang in there.”
“I don’t feel so good.” “It’s seeping through the bandages.” “My head is throbbing. I think I have a concussion.” “I can barely breathe, it hurts so bad!” “It looks worse than it is. I’m sure it’ll be gone in a couple of days…” “You should see the other one.” “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t want your pity.” “It was my fault, really. I wasn’t paying attention and got hit in the face.” “Getting stabbed wasn’t really on my bucket list.” “I don’t think I can walk.” “Leave me behind, please. I’m just going to slow you down.” “Am I going to die?” “I can’t stop the bleeding.” “I think the bruise matches my eye color.” “Don’t touch it, please! It hurts.” “I don’t want to go to a hospital. I hate doctors!”
