𝖧𝖮𝖭𝖮𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖮𝖭𝖤

𝖨 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖾

[lureri]

#𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗋𝗂 ━━ ˟ ⊰ ⋮ 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 , 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾 , 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 , 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗃𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗎 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗇.

ᴄᴀʀʀᴅ

━━ ˟ ⊰ ⋮ ( 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗒 ' 𝗀𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗎𝗌 ' 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗈 ━━ 𝗌𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾 )

𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 @parieha

𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗋

[lureri]

I'll be around here sooner or later life and work just has me in a tight grip the last couple months.

[lureri]

i'm here and on discord. gonna try to tackle something on my lovely ladies blog first and then i'll get to stuff here.

[lureri]

I'll be here probably thrusdsy night or Friday since work has had me running wild the last few weeks or more. Outside of that I'm on discord.

[alwaysmeek]

consistency is key with me because trust me I can always tell when shit is starting to fall off.

[alwaysmeek]

I really don’t talk to nobody how I use to all that friend shit faded when I realized people only love you when it’s beneficial.

[lureri]

Four hours or so before either finish work but when I'm home I'll probably go on my other blog and try this thing called being online for once

[alwaysmeek]

I don’t let everybody get close to me. That’s a special privilege.

[alwaysmeek]

People hate what they don’t understand.

[lureri]

I'm at work right now and all I keep thinking about is my not makima blog.

[parieha-aaa]

                 ❝      wait  ─     he  was  still  alive  ?  ! ❞      that  monk  had  still  been  alive  !  ?  now  that  felt  more  like  a  punch  to  the  gut  than  anything  that  geto  had  thrown  at  him  ,  anything  that  he’d  managed  to  take  full  on  from  the  front  during  their  showdown  on  campus  .  despite  everything  ,  that  guy  had  managed  to  walk  away  from  yuta  afterwards  ?   (    in  retrospect  ,  yuta  could  see  just  why  they  would  have  been  connected  to  someone  like  satoru  if  that  was  truly  the  case  :  the  two  strongest  men  of  their  caliber  ,  and  yuta  certainly  didn’t  think  he’d  be  able  to  kill  anyone  that  was  on  par  with  his  teacher  .    )                       on  one  end  ,  his  sensei  just  absolved  okkotsu  of  murder  ,  sure  ,  but  .  .  .   why  did  it  still  feel  just  as  terrible  ?  this  victory  was  feeling  more  and  more  hollow  as  time  went  on  ,  more  sour  and  pyrrhic  .  hell  ,  with  someone  like  geto  ,  could  it  even  be  called  over  ?  yuta’s  long  since  heard  he  was  a  jujutsu  terrorist  ,  a  mastermind  and  serial  killer  ,  so  surely  .  .  .  he’d  have  his  contingencies  for  any  amount  of  different  things  .  it  was  even  a  little  unsettling  to  yuta  ,  to  picture  his  sensei  taking  out  a  wounded  man  ,  to  imply  it  was  bad  enough  .  was  it  mercy  or  malice  ?  not  once  during  this  entire  conversation  had  gojo  -  sensei  even  said  the  man’s  name  !  damn  his  teacher  for  being  so  damn  difficult  to  read  !

           ❝    shouldn’t  we  have  done  something  then  .  .  .  !  ?   ❞   we  ?  more  like  I  ,  not  all  sorcerers  could  deceive  themselves  into  believing  there  was  another  way  around  a  fight  like  the  one  suguru  geto  had  put  okkotsu  yuta  in  .  lying  to  themselves  was  a  learned  talent  ,  one  that  yuta  was  pointedly  ignoring  .

[lureri]

❛  was is the word now it’s past tense  so you don’t need to bother with worrying. ❛  lips curl as if he were sneering at the elders as his attention turns towards the building they’d just left. he’s sure that hearing the truth that Geto had survived his attack was a punch to the gut ( hell maybe the face as well ). regardless of that it was to be expected that in some way his old friend had managed to pull a stunt like that , it almost made him laugh when he’d seen him. Yuta was getting there certainly sooner or later he had hope that there would be someone that was on par with himself and his former friend , for now it was all a matter of growth and experience with curses that needed to assist. this was a victory for the jujutsu society but it was one that was disgusting if not painted in so much blood though he wouldn’t allow the blame to be placed onto Yuta anytime soon. this was his own fault , if he had only made his move and nipped the bud before it bloomed then none of his students would have went through that hellscape.

of course he hears what’s being said and he looked towards Yuta with a large grin as if he wanted to tell him not to worry about the subject anymore. he even went the mile to close his hand and point his thumb at himself like he’d just been the greatest superhero of all time to step in. sometimes lying was the best option that needed to be used in instances such as this. his attitude once more back to the usual ‘ goof ‘ that people see on a day to day present and ready. his own mask placed on his face once again ( something that seemed to piss off others but gave him entertainment ). ❛  something was already done by me , that’s it he met his end. ❛

[lureri]

i'm worm wiggling my way to my other blog and if i do anything there idk

[lureri]

my intention was to be on here yesterday and today but i've been doing nothing but play HSR.

[lureri]

I may just have enough of a soul left after work to do something small. Though I may just linger on my HSR blog too for all I know.

[lureri]

i'll be here after i finish my dailies on HSR for now i'm on discord

[parieha-aaa]

lureri​  /  gojo  satoru  .

❛ suppose the sewers were getting’ too stuffy for them lately so they finally decided to visit. ❛ that’s very snoopy like of Chuuya but a tongue is bitten to refrain from saying something aloud. funny how he thinks it but he’s able to do the same thing , granted no one needed to know that currently. the smell however is something that’s sour , bitter that it leaves a taste of rot in one’s mouth. he cringes there’s no way of stopping that at all before he moves so that he’s in front of the redhead for the time being. no it’s not a means of saying the other was in capable or weak , rather if an attack came it would at least be blocked thanks to his own little invisible barrier. what shitty kinda luck did they have here today for those two to show up out of the blue even if he’d seen them further away ? pretty shitty if you asked him. right he remembers reading the text not too long ago as he stayed above the treetops in order to survey the landscape , always wanting to ensure a possible safe run away route if things got too out of hand.

damn he didn’t want to hold onto the kid , but at the same time it’s not like there was much choice either as the sound of footsteps approaching caught his attention. looks like it’s a little too late to argue so he does what’s needed and holds onto the dual haired kid. a brow arches up as he sees what’s going on , the other person he assumed was either gone or simply fucking around and hiding for the sake of it. a tsk is what leaves him without much care if it’s offensive or not. it would take a moment to teleport away and simply come back , as taxing as it could be if he’s not careful ( what a lie that’s not taxing at all , it’s the whole need to get out of the way that is. he didn’t want to leave in case a fight broke out given even he wants to see if those guild members were something worth his time ).

funny how a literal gangly tree was walking , talking about a contract that it almost made him want to laugh. piss off is the first thought that comes to mind as face features contort to sheer displeasure. really was the walkin’ dead himself lookin just as crappy as he smelled. god was that sour and pungent smell only got worse the closer he got , off to the side though he sees that turf of blond and he can’t help but roll his eyes at them either. oh but seems as if there was more to come as the redhead stepped in front of him , the laugher that brims held back by a mere inch. he’s listening and not liking the implications that he can only imagine. there is no fight just facts , simple and clean as he gets to the point of it all. he knows this might not turn out as planned it’s just how life was.

 ❛ no worries the kid is gonna be safe I know just the place if need be. you’re gonna get my bullshit later on. ❛ course even with such small missteps that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try to pick a fight with the blond that’s lurking about. if someone didn’t fight him , well then he’d take that task onto himself all while protecting the kid he’s still holding onto. a small glance towards the kid he feels a little bad that someone so young got pulled into a shitstorm like this.

               『    ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ , ɢᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ .  .  . ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ , ɢᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ .  .  .  .  .  .  』             that  creature  drones  aloud  again  ,  picking  up  their  head  to  survey  the  individuals  standing  in  their  way  :  what  looks  to  be  two  rather  nonthreatening  people  .  one  of  their  arms  raise  ,  and  their  nonhuman  nature  was  confirmed  as  it  twisted  and  became  the  arm  of  an  octopus  ,  complete  with  the  wriggling  and  slime  .  either  way  ,  they  were  advancing  with  the  intent  to  face  at  least  one  of  them  in  battle  ,  the  one  in  front  .  

          ❝       don’t  be  fuckin’  stupid  ,  i  ain’t  about  ta  fail  a  mission  fer  the  first  time  in  my  life  because  of  something  stupid  lik  ━━━━━       ❞    for  something  that  seemed  so  out  of  place  on  land  ,  their  movement  is  quick  ,  their  appendage  wrapping  around  chuuya’s  throat  .  without  a  second  to  deliberate  ,  chuuya  was  already  higher  than  an  electrical  pole  ,  being  swung  with  enough  force  to  crush  a  regular  human  into  the  building  that  they  had  been  in  front  of  initially  ,  effectively  destroying  the  entryway  .  despite  this  ,  chuuya’s  already  up  from  laying  down  ,  glaring  at  the  creature  that  had  just  swung  him  around  like  he  was  weightless  .   just  when  chuuya  was  thinking  about  what  to  do  to  deal  with  this  threat  ,  his  ‘  partner  ‘  had  reappeared  in  the  wreckage  ,  putting  his  foot  on  the  redhead’s  skull  carelessly  .                     ❝      ━━━━━  oh  !  amazing  ,  i’d  expect  no  less  from  the  guild  !        ❞    they  say  excitably  ,  taking  this  even  less  seriously  than  satoru  !                   ❝      ━━  GET  OFF  ME  ,  BASTARD  !       ❞      came  chuuya’s  voice  ,  loud  and  clear  as  he  gets  upright  and  shoves  their  foot  off  of  himself  without  regard  for  their  leg  or  the  roughness  of  his  own  speed  .  only  mildly  enraged  at  his  partner’s  antics  ,  chuuya  kept  close  to  the  ground  ,  out  of  the  way  of  any  of  their  appendages  as  he  let  dazai  take  the  full  brunt  of  the  returning  motion  .   he  hadn’t  meant  to  though  ,  and  shot  up  as  soon  as  he  saw  his  partner  get  knocked  to  the  side  so  recklessly  .    ❝     dazai  ! ?  kh  !      ❞    the  third  swing  was  met  with  that  same  red  aura  from  before  ,  bright  and  hot  ,  as  chuuya  turned  to  collide  with  it  .  his  fist  took  the  brunt  of  the  hit  ,  but  he’s  not  since  flinched  ,  shoving  with  all  his  brute  strength  to  shove  the  creature  back  and  disarm  them  briefly  with  the  agony  inflicted  to  the  arm  .           ❝      dazai  !  are  you  –  !  ?       ❞    chuuya’s  the  first  one  to  the  man’s  side  ,  looking  shocked  and  disgusted  as  their  cast  from  a  supposedly  wounded  arm  had  been  tossed  to  the  side  in  the  ensuing  movement  from  lovecraft  .  chuuya  ,  horrified  ,  began  to  lean  down  to  see  what  he  could  do  for  dazai  .  .  .    when  dazai  revealed  that  his  arm  was  fine  with  a  stupid  look  on  his  face  .  so  chuuya’s  initially  helpful  moment  turned  into  grabbing  the  man  by  the  shirt  and  shoving  him  upright  with  his  head  facing  the  creature  .  .  .    that  was  slowly  becoming  less  and  less  human  as  time  past  .    (    even  now  ,  their  skin  was  pure  green  ,  and  both  arms  had  become  the  limbs  of  a  typical  octopus  .  that  ,  and  they  were  easily  reaching  the  heights  of  no  human  man  .    )         ❝      motherfucker  ,  if  ya  got  the  time  to  be  playin’  magic  tricks  ,  then  deal  with  that  thing  first  !    i  got  people  here  i  actually wanna  keep  from  gettin’  hurt  !      ❞          chuuya  reprimands  his  partner  roughly  ,  dragging  the  fully  grown  man  around  with  little  to  no  effort  .  that  man  had  a  shit  -  eating  grin  ,  a  very  similar  look  to  the  one  satoru  had  given  him  a  few  days  back  when  he’d  initially  been  faced  with  chuuya’s  abilities  .   a  shrug  ,  and  they  sighed  before  smiling  and  proudly  announcing    ❝      there’s  no  hope  !    let’s  give  up  and  die  !       ❞    great  ,  chuuya’s  partner  was  suicidal  !  ?    with  a  second  shake  ,  chuuya  growled  at  them  ,  clearly  not  pleased  with  the  man’s  answer  as  they  changed  their  tune  in  the  following  sentence:  ❝      chuuya  ,  my  ability  doesn’t  fail  on  just  anything .  that  thing  ?  it’s  not  an  ability  .  is  there  any  hope  without  using  that  ?     ❞         ❝      that  .  .  .  ?    .  .  .    we  have  to  go  that  far  ?   ❞    whatever  “  that  “  was  ,  it  clearly  made  chuuya  hesitate  at  the  idea  ,  dropping  his  partner  from  his  hand  as  he  glanced  back  to  satoru  and  yumeno  for  an  extended  second  ,  brows  knitted  in  concern  .    (    in  front  of  them  too  ?    what  if  he  can’t  stop  ?  what  if  .  .  .  ?  would  it  change  how  he  looked  to  those  two  .  .  .  ?    )    once  people  found  out  what  he  could  do  ,  there  were  two  typical  reactions  :  disgust  or  fascination  .  chuuya  didn’t  even  know  how  he  wanted  to  proceed  ,  if  he  took  this  option  ,  the  battle  would  be  over  quickly  .  .  .    and  lives  would  be  spared  the  treacherous  danger  of  being  in  a  battle  between  ability  users  that  were  actively  trying  to  maim  each  other  .  other  people  couldn’t  take  the  hits  he  could  .    .  .  .    chuuya  went  silent  as  he  thought  about  how  he  wanted  to  proceed  in  the  battle  :    end  everything  instantly  ,  and  fuck  up  his  body  ,  or  let  this  fight  drag  on  with  more  collective  ,  potentially  deadly  collateral  ?

[lureri]

haunting as those words are even as he left for what he’d consider only seconds if not minutes he can only narrow his eyes under the clothing covering his eyes. not good , not good at all but there isn’t much to be said even as he hears Chuuya’s words. sure , sure he’s aware that there probably wasn’t any chance of the redhead failing this mission – even so that gut feeling that has him questioning whatever that creepy complete mission person doesn’t go away. still as he was told he did leave and it takes him little time to ensure that the sleeping kid is somewhere safe with someone he trusts. later on he’ll apologize to Nanami for putting him on babysitting duty ( maybe.) once he arrives back it’s sure to be a chaotic hellish landscape however there’s always someone that gets in the way maybe he’d give a crap if they were worthing mentioning however dispatching them was of little worry for him.

if he’d been there only moments sooner he would have witnessed Dazai putting his foot on Chuuya’s head and it would be a sight to see. maybe there would have been some laughter at the redhead’s expense but that would be saved for another time when he sees it in action. even the idea of someone other then him not taking something serious would have him chuckling obnoxiously knowing that there was someone just s bored as him driving Chuuya nuts somehow.

HA ! what a laugh though here he was thinking that things would go smoothly but again he ends up seeing nature boy somewhere along the trees or was it someone else ? hell if he knows and hell if he cares given he doesn’t worry about the idea of being beaten at all. pulled into a fight by now he takes it slow enough only allowing the person to maybe get close enough before he stops it so close from his face and body. a taunt here another there sooner or later he gets bored of the little game and with a grin on his face the whole time the other is knocked out.

getting back to the scene where he had been not too long after he can only see so much going on. right now he’s at a safe distance or rather more like in the sky waiting if he was needed. there’s some yelling and commotion going on not that he can hear or see it too well – at least sort of anyways. still it is what it is and there were moments where he did at least disappear to assist elsewhere for the moment. he does show back up and clearly hear the person he assumes if Chuuya’s partner for this operation say hat they should ‘give up and die.’ what the hell even but he does stare towards the much larger and far more uglier creature that’s in front of them now. for curiosity sake he doesn’t really try to overly hide that he did use his ability to destroy a limb( maybe two or more at that point really ). what he witnesses is what anyone that was seeing it happen could call a monster , something that he wouldn’t use so lightly either given the term itself is vile in its own way much to his bitter amusement.

it only takes him a teleport back to the ground to hear and see what was going on by then and it all has his mind wondering what ‘ going that far ‘ had to have meant. was it something bad ? good ? ugly ? seriously there’s so much that anyone could come up with but even he could say that it seems something was going down between the two that were facing off against the mock Godzilla itself and he sees the fact that he was glanced at as well.

 something was up for sure and even the hesitation that he sees after he’d gotten close was noticed. what was going on is the question that lingers in his mind the whole time. maybe it’s because he slightly understands there’s a reason for the redhead’s hesitation of the purposed idea from his partner and while his own voice sounds light-hearted enough he’s not one to hide that he’s curious about what’s going to happen either. still with him being around them just enough and extending infinity to what he deemed good enough he doesn’t take his gaze away from the redhead. hell even the bandage wearing whatever he is was being ignored in favor of Chuuya right now. he may not have known the other too long but even he was able to pick up on facial expressions of the other just enough after they’d spoken that time on the roof. listen what can he say he’s a genius for things and it’s not something that would change anytime soon especially when he mostly gets under other people’s nerves and waits for reactions in some form.

❛  ya worried about lil’ ol’ me Chuuya ? keep those brows knitted too tightly and your wrinkles are gonna show. ❛

it’s all he can offer up in terms of anything but never once did he look away from that creature that’s just garbling ? or some shit like that , either way it’s too damn weird even for him. this had to be something written out of a horror novel like Cthulhu mythos or something close to that. frowning himself now he’s quick to lift up the blindfold so that he can see things better and in full force. making a face for a second he can’t help but the grin that’s there the whole time. out of all the things and people that he’d fought this was a moment in time that he’d keep in his memories for a long time to comes. ❛  what a sight to see pretty damn cool in a way. he even regenerates as well so that’s always fun. ❛

[lureri]

i do one thing on here and i'm half way to floating back to my other blog maybe. i say that but i'm working on something here