Serene Melodies

My name is Murasame Tsukumo, I am a first year student but more importantly I am one of the protectors of this world. One of the hunters of the Duras, we are called Zwelts. I am the younger brother to Toko. I want to use my abilities to make sure people aren't sad anymore.

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Test 1,2,3

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@kaminohikari

Yuuukiiiii

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         “ Ah, Tsukumo? “ 

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I missed you

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@kaminohikari

Yuuukiiiii

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Lays on him.

-clings to him-

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Halloween approaches

[zweiltoftheblackblade]

“Who’s turn is it to take tsukumo trick or treating?”

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all of you

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Halloween approaches

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// I swear I’m still here just a bit behind the ball

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful - anything goes.

[theawkwardevans]

Send me “do you know who I am?” for my muse to have amnesia and not recognise them

[stillcas]

                                                                                       It’s killing you.                                                                                        People keep getting hurt                                                             and you just can’t stop it.

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zweilttoko:

{ tsukumo } – @gunshotlullaby

She can’t help the soft chuckle that escapes her lips. “I know, Tsukumo.” It’s just one of the many things she treasures so much about her brother who’s also her best friend and partner since they were small. They are both aware that words aren’t needed most of the time - not to mention permission for something that Toko is certain of that it wouldn’t ever hurt her. And yet, he always makes sure to ask if she doesn’t ask him herself, and it means a lot to her. 

Watching Tsukumo diligently running the brush through her long tresses through the mirror, Toko hums in mild amusement upon noticing the way some strands of white hair sticking up on her brother’s head. “– were you outside again?” Her tone isn’t a scolding one, just brimming with interest because it’s the most likely scenario for the other’s hair style to end up this way.

She didn’t really need to ask anymore than he did. They both knew one another so well, from head to toe, mannerisms and more. All the little ticks and quirks that made them up, had been memorized, and that is part of how they worked so well together.

Tsukumo touched his hair and smiled a bit before going back to his task and brushing out Toko’s hair. “ I was, the nest in the garden has new eggs that I was checking on, and the mama bird napped in my hair for a while. They look good, so we might have more baby birds in the courtyard soon.”

[zweiltoftheblackblade]

I dare you to pick one zweilt, that isn't your partner, and go on a friend date with them to a location of their choice

Kuroto sighed, obviously not excited at the idea but he went along with it anyway. He walked up to his fellow Zweilt, Tsukukumo. “I was dared to take someone on a friend date, where do you want to go?”

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“And you picked me?” Does that mean you really don’t mind spending time with me? There was a split second before Tsukumo shook the shock off his face and looked as close to delighted as he could before nodding. 

“That would be great! Um well, we could go get that green tea ice, and then maybe a walk? The park is nice this time of year, if you have a lot of time the school is putting on a festival.”

[zweiltoftheblackblade]

“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”

Kuroto looked at the fellow Zweilt, annoyed, even though he knew he was right. the raven haired Zweilt had fallen ill, the cold or the flu he wasn’t sure but it was nothing life threatening. Nether the less Tsukumo and others had insisted that He rest, Kuroto wasn’t fond of the idea even if he felt bad. “Tsukumo, I’m fine, I don’t need to rest”

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Tsukumo huffs before sitting down on the bed and partly on Kuroto, Senshiro was at school as such there was no one here t o make sure that the youngest of their family actually took care of himself. “You do, you got sent home from school today and have been dizzy at multiple points in the day, if you don’t listen to me I’m going to call sen!”

[gioubane]

🌞

No Words Needed Starters🌞 to watch my muse from afar

     How the tides turn – where they were once enemies, they now stood as allies. Traitors and faithful alike. It still seemed surreal at times to watch those in the Giou clan speak and wander without their weapons drawn at him. How long had it been since something like this was normal? Centuries.

     Rarely did Reiga leave Infernus now as he ordered Luze to remain on mortal ground in order to assist Yuki. However, his bond with God’s Light occasionally beckoned him to ensure everything was okay ( it was really an excuse, of course, a clear sign that within his heart, he still worried ).

     He noticed the eyes fixated on him, ones of uncertainty. It was that boy. Reiga understood, of course, the hesitation that the Zweilt would have towards him. The doubt, the fear. After all, were it not for Yuki, Reiga would have killed him, his soul gone forever. He wondered if it still haunted him terribly.

     The necromancer’s cold steel eyes looked the other way.

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It was a point of pride to be able to give anyone a second, third, and fourth chance when they needed it but this was the one time that he wasn’t able to do that. Even his normal treats were sour on his lips as he stood watching.

After all, how could he not? Ignoring the way that Reiga had just been allowed into their home, after all this time, after all the friends they lost at his hands, after all the torment they suffered.

Even this life, the thin layer of ice that Reiga had encrusted over Tsukumo’s heart was a very easy reminder of why he shouldn’t be trusted. No matter how much had changed, and why, it didn’t matter. He had made his choices, and how dare Takashiro ask them to forgive all that.

He had almost made Tsukumo break his promise to Toko.

“Why are you here”

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zweilteoneternity:

Did Tsukumo really not know, or was he just pulling her leg? “.Ahaha Don’t worry about it Tsukumo. Nee-chan will always love you the best.” It was a different kind of love, but much stronger than any crush Toko could ever have. “…What about you?” 

It was interesting to see how his sister reacted to what were simple questions. He knew her, like the back of his hand if not better, he had seen every emotion pass her face over the years, but technically, she was very bad about admitting things herself. Admitting to herself that there was more for her, and he leaned his head against her’s and brushes his thumb over the back of her hand. “I don’t mind if nee-chan loves someone as long as they love you more than anything. You deserve to be first in someones heart.”

Which is what made her question interesting, because he wanted the same, to be first in someones heart, but the Zweilts were cursed in a way, to have someone like their partner that no one could measure up to. “I have, but  . . . well, crushes that never go anywhere!”

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@kurotosbabysitter

Senshiro laughs and rubs his back. Kuroto’s kick was a bit harder than normal. Maybe he should tone it down on the teasing…for today anyways. “Ah don’t worry about me. This happen all the time. It’s how Kuropii show his love.” Or maybe this time was jealousy? It was a little hard to tell these days. It’s not like Senshiro can’t help being kind to other people.  

Tsukumo frowned just a little bit before touching Senshiro’s shoulder. “You should put some cream on it to make sure it doesn’t bruise too badly. Actually, if you want to wait here I can go get some for you and put it on for you.”

[kaminohikari-a]

Yuki? Are you around? I think I might have a problem

“Tsukumo–?”

&& Yuki never sleeps enough anyway. He’d been lazing with a sketchbook in his lap and the window open when the voice comes from his door. A problem? God’s Light makes quick work of the door.

“No, I’m awake– what’s going on? Are you alright?” He stands back, bidding Tsukumo to come inside. (Sheer curtains flutter in the summer breeze beyond the window, duvet turned down as though he plans to retire for the night soon. He does not.)

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This was not what Tsukumo had intended to do with his night, normally his first reaction to sleeplessness was to go to his sister, to see what she was up to, to focus on anyone but himself and make his own issues seem distant. He certainly never drew attention to them, especially not when the other person in question had so much else going on.

He chewed on the inside of his lip as he walked into the room following Yuki’s invite, his heart stuttering just a bit before he pushed that back away. “I’m. . . . more or less alright, I mean, physically I’m okay. I’m sorry to stop by so late.”