#main v.

[widwer]

@smokefools: stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray //from jimmy xoxox

"are you fuckin' jokin'?" he's got jimmy's blood on his hands. he looks up at him in anger, presuming these are his last seconds in the quiet eye of the storm, and he regifts that blood, printing it red and wet across the unstained side seams of his shirt.

beverly takes firm hold, but doesn't dig his heels in. if jimmy wants to move, he'll just slide along behind him.

"you silly fucking—" he's off the clock. "—cunt."

[compassneedle]

open.

"why don't you become a demon, then?"

[uppertwo]

🪷 | open.

and he shows a toothy grin, teeth completely flat, "see? nothing to worry about. you must've just been seeing things."

[lordkibutsuji]

@whirling-fangs / sc.

"do you see now?" polished shoes are now dirtied by the other's blood splattered along the ground; what a pity for his beautiful clothes to now be ruined by the other's filthy crimson. he steps forward, a disinterested look on his features, "you're breakable as you are, although perhaps your audacity can be useful to me yet."

the cold of the night seems to run so much more colder, as a claw reveals itself in the moonlight, "i will be turning you into a demon, now. no need to waste any more time."

[kankagari]

open.

"YOU CANNOT DESTROY MUZAN ON AN EMPTY STOMACH!" shoves food at.

[lnsectbreathing]

open.

"...it's alright," a dismissive wave of her hand, "i just feel a little under the weather."

[sunreflector]

@tsukkiakarii / sc.

and amaterasu was rarely placed in a position where she hesitated to act. however, in the presence of the moon-marked demon — a low, miserable whine leaves her. she could sense evil unlike anything else in her spirit — but unlike the common imp, or even the great orochi, there was... complexity to her.

and it was from that complexity, amaterasu does not strike her down. instead, she stands and looks at kokushibō with an element of understanding. she could see so plainly; it was not her choice that she became this way.

so amaterasu's head bows in both respect and humility; she decides to spare the demon.

[gilmoires]

"sorry about that," she chuckles out sheepishly, though her smile is far too embolden across her features to truly be embarrassed about anything. "our town comes with complimentary welcome wagon, complete with unsolicited flirting and mild stalking. we'd like to think that we're working on it. slowly." babette and patty are barely outside of luke diner's door, giggling to one another about the new mysterious stranger, curious if he is passing through or patty's newest husband in the making. with the same hospitality charm that she channels anytime she is working at the inn, she reaches a hand out to him to shake, smiling. "i'm lorelai." ... @klarsynt