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multi-fandom canon multi-muse. private & selective. by kool whip.

mobile navi. interest check. muse summaries. thread tracker.

on hiatus.

#♔ ❞ send me cat pictures 。「 ooc ; kool whip 」

★ versed by kit ★ crossover, oc, & au friendly ★ please read rules before interacting ★ fandoms include: bsd, genshin, servamp, pkmn, ffxiv, + more

#♔ ❞ the warmth the flowers must feel as they bloom through the snow 。「 ooc ; promo 」#it is kit loving hours always

「 ♔ 」Anyway, new plan since I guess I have to move blogs, not necessarily to be done in this order:

Speedrun thread replies and queue them to post on this blog.

Move asks and any starters written for me to the new blog.

Do all the blog maintenance stuff, etcetera.

Cry a little.

???

Profit.

#♔ ❞ send me cat pictures 。「 ooc ; kool whip 」#♔ ❞ i will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one 。「 ooc ; tbd 」#i spent four hours replacing tags and For What #that's four hours i'll never get back #i'm so peeved

「 ♔ 」Bonds tags 5 / ?

#✽ ❞ it takes a long time to become young 。「 r ; ritsu 」#✽ ❞ the devil’s laughter echoes within him 。「 r ; akutagawa 」#✽ ❞ it is only with the heart that one can see rightly 。「 r ; asuna 」#✽ ❞ words are another sword for the man who wields them well 。「 r ; shiroe 」#✽ ❞ the lawn is pressed by unseen feet / ghosts return gently at twilight 。「 r ; raine 」#✽ ❞ a dragon’s heart burns fiercely 。「 r ; eun mi 」#✽ ❞ i would rather walk with a friend in the dark 。「 r ; mairu 」#♡ ❞ we never realise how frozen we are until someone melts our ice 。「 s ; aoba & kururi 」

「 ♔ 」Bonds tags 4 / ?

#✽ ❞ how it means: shadows learning to breathe again 。「 r ; chuuya 」#✽ ❞ nothing thicker than a knife’s blade separates happiness from melancholy 。「 r ; tsubaki 」#✽ ❞ there are points to be scored / there are games to be won 。「 r ; murasaki 」#✽ ❞ to live is to suffer / to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering 。「 r ; luck 」#✽ ❞ if we could kill time without injuring eternity 。「 r ; ronny 」#✽ ❞ it’s the questions we can’t answer that teach us the most 。「 r ; emily 」#✽ ❞ as if a celestial hand above sent a swaying wind of flowers 。「 r ; shinobu 」#✽ ❞ the butterfly is a flying flower 。「 r ; yosano 」#✽ ❞ inside me is a beast that snarls 。「 r ; inosuke 」#✽ ❞ the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend 。「 r ; mitsuri 」#✽ ❞ the truth will set you free 。「 r ; naoto 」#✽ ❞ we cast a shadow wherever we stand 。「 r ; akechi 」#✽ ❞ it is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality 。「 r ; akira 」#✽ ❞ not all stories have happy endings 。「 r ; kite 」#✽ ❞ only when it’s dark enough can you see the stars 。「 r ; kazuto 」#✽ ❞ there is always some reason in madness 。「 r ; miria 」#✽ ❞ lose and find your confidence along the way 。「 r ; maria 」#✽ ❞ home is where the heart is 。「 r ; tohru 」#✽ ❞ there is no fire like passion 。「 r ; nezuko 」#✽ ❞ be led by the dreams in your heart 。「 r ; leorio 」

「 ♔ 」Bonds tags 3 / ?

#✽ ❞ a few more flowers on the pathways of life 。「 r ; kanae 」#✽ ❞ to add colour to a sunset sky 。「 r ; twelve 」#✽ ❞ it’s never been a game to me 。「 r ; catra 」#✽ ❞ a rose by any other name would be just as annoying 。「 r ; lawless 」#✽ ❞ hey! it’s the takoyaki guy! 。「 r ; courier 」#♡ ❞ life and love are life and love / a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets 。「 s ; sanemi & kanae 」#✽ ❞ i love this earth that scars and scalds 。「 r ; sigma 」#✽ ❞ a smile abandoned beneath the clouds 。「 r ; isake 」#✽ ❞ i have been one acquainted with the night 。「 r ; hans 」#✽ ❞ made of sugar and poison 。「 r ; kalluto 」#✽ ❞ no technology is unhackable 。「 r ; hacker 」#✽ ❞ renewed shall be the blade that was broken 。「 r ; hak 」#✽ ❞ a guiding light in the darkness / just like the moon 。「 r ; shin ah 」#✽ ❞ guilt is perhaps the most painful companion 。「 r ; giyu 」#♡ ❞ my heart is so full of you / i can hardly call it mine 。「 s ; yona & hak 」

「 ♔ 」Bonds tags 2 / ?

#✽ ❞ the deku who always does his best! 。「 r ; izuku 」#✽ ❞ never forget who you want to become 。「 r ; shouto 」#✽ ❞ the things entrusted to me are connected to the future 。「 r ; giyuu 」#✽ ❞ hell is just a frame of mind 。「 r ; kit 」#✽ ❞ it’s no use going back to yesterday 。「 r ; lewis 」#✽ ❞ everything that lives will return to heaven one day 。「 r ; zeno 」#✽ ❞ the ceaseless mist 。「 r ; muichirou 」#✽ ❞ a living fire to lighten the darkness 。「 r ; kirito 」#✽ ❞ i’ll reveal your true form 。「 r ; akira 」#✽ ❞ what is essential is invisible to the eye 。「 r ; luca 」#♡ ❞ if i give myself up to love / i want it to wound me deeply 。「 s ; percy & kit 」#♡ ❞ you’re like the night sky / wrapping this world in your stars 。「 s ; eugeo & kirito 」#♡ ❞ i was born just to meet you / so i am forever yours 。「 s ; yoshio & kensuke 」#♡ ❞ i hate you / because i want to live when i’m with you 。「 s ; flamie & adlet 」

「 ♔ 」Bonds tags 1 / ?

#✽ ❞ the journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step 。「 r ; fukuzawa 」#✽ ❞ we create ghosts and we haunt ourselves 。「 r ; jono 」#✽ ❞ there’s a special quality to the loneliness of dusk 。「 r ; tachihara 」#✽ ❞ i’m worthless / the worst kind of man 。「 r ; shigure 」#✽ ❞ the world we see in our minds becomes our reality 。「 r ; kisa 」#✽ ❞ a single blossom falls upon the water’s surface 。「 r ; kija 」#✽ ❞ no act of kindness is ever wasted 。「 r ; silica 」#✽ ❞ it doesn’t change the fact that i was close to their hearts 。「 r ; yuuki 」#✽ ❞ the moon will guide you through the night 。「 r ; shin ah 」#✽ ❞ be noble for you are made of stars 。「 r ; mitsuhide 」#✽ ❞ a pack is greater than a wolf 。「 r ; shouryuu 」#✽ ❞ you know there is no such thing as eternal grief 。「 r ; tenka 」#✽ ❞ silence is also conversation 。「 r ; mutsuki 」#✽ ❞ maybe we die every day and we’re born new each dawn 。「 r ; zen 」#♡ ❞ i forgive the world because it has brought me to you 。「 s ; obi & zen 」

♔ 「 @veritcs asked : 💖 thoughts on obi/shirayuki or maybe soramaru/nishiki? 。」

💖 + a ship!

#veritcs #♔ ❞ i know a bank where wild thyme blooms 。「 ooc ; ask 」#s/oranishi is really sweet and i love it #i usually do both options but #my headcanon for how obi feels about shirayuki doesn't really work with this meme that well #so!#i need... to remember to write that post

♔ 「 @reflectionbound asked : 💖 SaneKana (either verse) 。」

💖 + a ship!

#reflectionbound #♔ ❞ i know a bank where wild thyme blooms 。「 ooc ; ask 」#sanemi thinks it's a secret but it's not :)#♡ ❞ life and love are life and love / a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets 。「 s ; sanemi & kanae 」

♔ 「 @guiltscorched asked : ❝ how do i stop growing up? this isn’t fun anymore. ❞ / yosano @ kyouka 。」

✿ ❞ As mortal humans, there truly was no correct answer to that question: eternal youth, at least as far as Kyouka’d seen, remained elusive and unattainable. Modern science produced creams and procedures that could prevent or reverse the effects of aging----she saw quite a few signs while wandering the city’s streets, even though she had no personal use for such things. But Yosano herself was an adult already.

Well, the girl thought she looked perfectly fine... but adults were weird like that. Even the doctor had her moments, as it turned out.

“Some people believed that bathing in blood could prevent aging.” She read that in a hirtory book once, perhaps one she shouldn’t have been given at such a young age. It’s worth a try, went unspoken. If nothing else, Yosano’s ability enabled her to acquired large amounts of blood without actually killing anyone. ( But the psychological effect would be great enough to counter that benefit. ) “Ah... was it the blood of children or virgins?”

#guiltscorched #♔ ❞ i know a bank where wild thyme blooms 。「 ooc ; ask 」#✿ ❞ blooming red 。「 kyouka ; ic 」#kyouka gives terrible advice #✽ ❞ the butterfly is a flying flower 。「 r ; yosano 」

「 🏵 master 」 :

By now, Shinobu is enough used to Kanao’s mannerisms to easily pick up at the smallest of nuances of her expressions. Kanao doesn’t need to say it out loud for Shinobu to be able to see the enthusiasm shining in her gaze at the offer, and the smile already glued to the Pillar’s features only widens then. As much as Shinobu loves her work, she also appreciates every given chance to spend time with her younger sister, and it’s moments like these that make her the more eager for them.

Finishing up her half-eaten anpan and tea, Shinobu wraps up the other one for later, getting up from her seat to leave the used teacup in the sink then.

“Save some for you to snack on later, alright, Kanao-chan?” She says, nodding her chin at the other pieces of lukewarm bread left on the plate. With her own in one hand, Shinobu reaches out with the other, giving the younger a few gentle head pats. “Just be careful to not miss dinner later.”

「 🏵 」 Habits were difficult to form at times, and if not for Aoi or the three younger girls’ reminders, Kanao would be more liable to forget meals due to her lack of hunger; over the years, she became better at showing up to the dinner table before anyone need come and fetch her, even when she failed to register eating as a necessity. She kept track of time and scheduling better, which helped.

Of course, a gentle reminder never hurt either.

Kanao moved to mimic Shinobu’s actions in cleaning up, pausing briefly at the hand on her head. Dipping her chin, she made a mental note----just in case. Today’s extra activities may’ve thrown off her sense of time, after all.

#cursecloud #❀ 「 cursecloud ; shinobu 」#🏵 ❞ coined fate 。「 kanao ; ic 」#🏵 ❞ a flower does not use words to announce its arrival to the world 。「 kanao ; main verse 」#seems like this thread is drawing to a close!#we can either leave it here #or you can end it with your next reply?#:3c :3c #♔ ❞ snow was falling so much like stars 。「 ooc ; queue 」

「 ☁️ ashiya 」 :

“That I am, that I am.” One of the few things he takes any pride in is being a Yamainu, and he’d hardly be able to call himself one if he wasn’t a force to be reckoned with in his own right. “Each of us uses a different style, the captain and your brother are vanguard types, they like a good scuffle. I like the backlines. You’re probably smart to try yourself against everyone if you get the chance.”

To Mutsuki’s own surprise, he’s finding himself a little excited to test this young Kumo son. Although far from being a competitive spirit, he’d never once bested Taiko nor Tenka, testing where Soramaru stands is almost irresistible. So much so that Mutsuki catches himself reaching into his breastpocket for his Shiki already before stopping to ask what should have been obvious, “we’re not fighting in here, huh? Where at?”

「 ☁️ 」 That thought, albeit only half-formed, had crossed his mind before. Since Kiiko often watched his sparring matches against Sousei, the second son had been tempted to invite her to join, but he hadn’t quite gotten around to it yet. Takeda also spoke highly of Takamine’s skills----of course, he expected no less from any member of the squad ( even if he teased the youngest for being the low man on the totem pole ). Perhaps this match would prompt him to follow through with the idea.

Soramaru’s eyes followed Ashiya’s hand, curiosity about his fighting style nearly distracting him from the following question.

“We can go to where I train with master,” he suggested. Idly, he considered the mess that’d come from fighting in the hallway where they stood----and the person whose wrath they’d have to face. “Unless someone else would be using it now...?”

#veritcs #❀ 「 veritcs ; mutsuki 」#☁️ ❞ second cloud 。「 soramaru ; ic 」#☁️ ❞ a sword forged to protect 。「 soramaru ; main verse 」#♔ ❞ snow was falling so much like stars 。「 ooc ; queue 」

「 ✿ kirito 」 :

predictable. trained, analyzing gaze took notice of the way kyouka let her dagger disappear into her inventory, aware the girl wasn’t going to keep attacking him with her sword alone. her plan was exposed by years of experience in swordsmanship, but he remained quiet about it, allowed her to bask in the moment of confidence. it wasn’t a bad way to go about it – mayhaps, someone more inexperienced would have fallen for her trick, and he could clearly see improvement in her train of thought, in ideas to end this sparring session with a victory on her side.

though, as generous as he was towards her, as much as he had come to care for her as a person, a player, and, most importantly, a friend dear to his heart, he wasn’t going to go easy on this. the last thing she wished for, he knew, was to not be taken as a serious opponent, something kirito himself wasn’t very fond of, either. she dashed towards him, sword aimed at his own, a split second in which everything happened; in which he used both of his weapons to not simply counter her attack. instead he flicked his wrist, just the right degree and angle to let his sword tackle hers out of her grip.

“ you need to be more subtle if you’re going for a sneak attack like that, kyouka. ” he said once the sword ended up on the ground, inches away from where they stood. his own returned back to their corresponding sheaths, eyes now fixed on the girl in front of him. corners of full lips tugged upwards, formed a grin. “ there’s definitely room to refine your strategy but it’s not bad. ” a form of encouragement was added, not wishing to let her believe what she did wrong or possibly ineffective. “ shall we end it for today? it’s getting late and we’ve got school tomorrow. ”

「 ✿ 」 Against almost anyone else, the strategy would’ve worked just fine; against Kirito in particular, however, she had difficulty paying attention both to her inventory and his movements, which made switching out weapons in the middle of her attack far more of a hassle. Plus he knew her too well, having fought against and beside her for quite a while now. Kyouka’s lips pursed, and after a moment, she sighed and sheathed her sword, rising to her feet once more. She didn’t expect to beat him easily, but it would be nice to make more definitive progress.

While she wanted to accomplish the feat with a more traditional approach first, she did have other strategies in the works. She’d picked Spriggin as her race with the intent on mixing in illusion magic with her fighting style, after all, though... it’d be nice if she could use magic without actually speaking. On top of her distaste for talking when it wasn’t necessary, she knew someone familiar enough with spells would be able to predict her moves easily. Not a desirable outcome.

Which left only one obvious solution: create her own unique spells to match her own unique sword skills. Both of those were still a work in progress, of course, but she had the determination to see it through----on top of learning everything Kirito taught her.

“...yeah,” she agreed, swallowing any lingering irritation at the critique of her skills. Kirito proved himself to be an excellent mentor with valuable advice; her frustration resulted only from her own childishness, not from any fault of his. “Have you finished your homework?” The offer to help him with it if he hadn’t went unspoken, partially because she knew he was smart and partially in an attempt to not sound condescending. But, well, she already finished hers, and she didn’t necessarily want to say goodnight yet.

#heartfated #❀ 「 heartfated ; kazuto 」#✿ ❞ blooming red 。「 kyouka ; ic 」#✿ ❞ reality leaves a lot to the imagination 。「 kyouka ; sao verse 」#i have to include demon snow somewhere #so 'kyouka creates her own spells' it is!#♔ ❞ snow was falling so much like stars 。「 ooc ; queue 」

♔ 「 @queensconquest asked : Shirasu offered a gentle smile towards Soramaru as he settled down beside Soramaru with a covered basket. " You've been working hard lately. I brought you some of your favorite treats. " Sometimes, it was small gestures that meant a lot. " You've been really busy. I hope you don't mind spending a bit of one on one time with this freeloader. " He laughed playfully. " I brought the first game you taught me too. " 。」

☁️ ❞ Sitting on the porch, Soramaru focused on stitching a hole in one of his little brother’s yukata, so absorbed that he didn’t notice the ninja’s approach until he spoke. He narrowly avoided stabbing himself with the needle when he stiffened, then sighed a moment later, relaxing as he turned his attention towards Shirasu. The shrine had finally quieted down after days of chaos, and the second son more than welcomed the peace and quiet. His lips curled up into a smile at Shirasu’s words, followed by an eager nod.

It went without saying that he never minded spending time with the elder. His other older brother----a calm and gentle counterpart to the one he’d been born with.

He started to scoot over so that the game could be set up between them, only to pause and glance back down to his lap. “Ah, I’m almost done with this,” he said, expression turning a little sheepish. “We can play in a minute, okay?”

Careful fingers went back to work, livelier than before now that the second son wasn’t working idly. He finished soon enough, and he carefully folded the clothing and set it aside, then put the needle and thread back into his sewing kit. Once ready, he turned back to Shirasu.

A smirk tugged lifted the corner of his mouth before he could stop it. “I guess it’s time to see if you’ve gotten any better since the last time we played.”

#queensconquest #♔ ❞ i know a bank where wild thyme blooms 。「 ooc ; ask 」#☁️ ❞ second cloud 。「 soramaru ; ic 」#the first game they played will remain a mystery #for now at least #✽ ❞ a smile abandoned beneath the clouds 。「 r ; isake 」

♔ 「 @veritcs asked : "Soramaru!" The shout is warning of an incoming snowball from Tenka. And he's such a good big brother that he doesn't even aim for Soramaru's face! 。」

☁️ ❞ Soramaru remembered hearing somewhere that idiots didn’t catch colds----a fact that’d been proven wrong time and time again. At this point, he couldn’t count how many days he’d spent nursing either of his brothers back to health because they spent too long out in the rain or snow, and he sighed as he recalled the lengths he sometimes went to in order to avoid that. He’d had support then, someone who could bribe them inside with fresh tea and sweets.

Sure, the second son knew how to bake, had learned from the best. But it wasn’t the same.

The moment his thoughts started to drift too far, the call of his name snapped him from his daze, a snowball colliding with his shoulder a moment later. His lips parted, reproach instinctive... yet he held his tongue just this once. It wouldn’t hurt to play along, right? Since Chuutarou was at school, a snowball fight couldn’t get too out of hand, hopefully. Even if the youngest brother would certainly complain about missing it.

In a swift motion, Soramaru leaned down to gather up snow and forms it into a ball, careful not to pack it too tight lest it hit too hard. And though he aimed low, he managed to hit Tenka square in the face----completely unintentional, of course. He’d never been known for having good ( or even decent ) aim, after all.

“Sorry, sorry!” Soramaru held up his hands, half as an apology and half to shield himself from any retaliation. “Does that make me an awful little brother?”

If nothing else, his laughter might.

#veritcs #♔ ❞ i know a bank where wild thyme blooms 。「 ooc ; ask 」#☁️ ❞ second cloud 。「 soramaru ; ic 」#have i ever mentioned how much i love soft sibling content?#because i love it very much #✽ ❞ you know there is no such thing as eternal grief 。「 r ; tenka 」

「 ☁️ idiot 」 :

It was the pain that helped ground Isake back into the moment as he felt the pressure of something on his wound that made a slight , guttered groan leave his lips. He blinked slowly , staring at Soramaru in silence , but if there was any thought in his mind it certainly didn’t show. All there was was the confused pain on his features as earlier remarks slowly started to register in his mind.

You really did turn out a good kid. The outcome no doubt of a childhood full of love and the testament to the boy’s own personality and strength. He grimaced at being moved , but no complaint came from him. It was necessary after all. Even he knew that. Belatedly he found the strength to answer the earlier question. “ Seems the black market had a high price for Fuuma. “

But he’d killed them all. All those seeking , even though they’d thought he was the only one when someone must have mentioned seeing him. It was no surprise they’d swarm the area ; though luck at least had been kind enough for it to be in an area far from the Fuma village , and Isake leading them away.

Isake would have told Soramaru to simply leave him - but he was certain the other wouldn’t. His eyes closed , trying to ignore the pain. “ As you have every right to. “ He had expected no less. Hating him would make things easier. Or it should have. But the following remarked caused his eyes to open in surprise. It was like Tenka’s refusal to forget him. “ It doesn’t make you dumb. “ Was Soramaru simply trying to keep him talking so he didn’t fade away ? If so , he was doing well.

「 ☁️ 」 Despite him insisting that he not be ignored, it still surprised Soramaru to hear the ninja’s voice. His step faltered briefly before he managed to recover, mumbling something incoherent under his breath. Shirasu, as it turned out, weighed a bit less than Tenka----but the second son hadn’t been so irritated when he carried his brother. On top of that, he’d have to travel a significant distance like this, wouldn’t he? Which meant that he’d be late arriving at the base, especially since he’d have to wash the blood from his clothes at some point along the way as well.

That hadn’t been the explanation he expected, but he supposed it made enough sense. Injuries this severe weren’t caused by an accident. If not for the whole Orochi ordeal, Soramaru may’ve had more sympathy for the predicament. ( Perhaps he still did. He found it hard to ignore the love he’d felt for Shirasu, and on top of that, Nishiki also dealt with much of the same prejudice towards the clan. ) Sparing the ninja a glance, he huffed, unsure how else to respond. He’d hate to see the other guys. They were probably dead.

“Sure it doesn’t,” he muttered out, if only as acknowledgement as his thoughts drifted to their potential destination. He’d made a detour to the river for the sake of getting water, and they were pretty far from the town they’d crossed paths in. The Fuma’s village had to be in that general area; based on where he’d seen both Shirasu and the other ninja, he could guess a vague direction.

There were towns closer, but... someone with such a distinct appearance may not fare well. A doctor could refuse to treat him----or worse, people with ties to the black market could find out about him. Shirasu wasn’t in any condition to defend himself, and Soramaru didn’t intend to stay longer than strictly necessary. It’d probably be best to avoid any towns at all, even.

He hummed, low and curt. “I’m not gonna try and take you all the way to your village, but as long as I get close enough, there’ll be someone who can take you off my hands, right?”

#queensconquest #❀ 「 queensconquest ; isake 」#☁️ ❞ second cloud 。「 soramaru ; ic 」#☁️ ❞ a sword forged to protect 。「 soramaru ; main verse 」#sora is also vaguely surprised with himself #but it's what tenka would do. so.#♔ ❞ snow was falling so much like stars 。「 ooc ; queue 」

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