#monokhromu

[whirling-fangs]

@monokhromu

from obanai, he gets acorns for his birthday (jk, happy birthday to the boy!!)

They are, quite unironically, a wonderful gift. Inosuke might hold onto these for a little longer than usual, before he'll inevitably gobble them up in a moment of munchies.

[vonbirden]

“ Iguro-san?! ” A few blinks in surprise, immediately breaking her from a lost trance. Eyes adjusting in the dark, a calm surprise at seeing him out this late. Ah, she supposes she isn't usually out during this hours ... not unless she is on a mission. Often times she passes out immediately in bed, sound asleep, without a worry. Huh, was he usually up this late? So cute! Aah, she was getting to know him more and more!

Her initial fluster settles as quickly as it came. Her smile wavering. Still adorned in bandages from her late encounter, her enthusiasm dimming. It wasn't about the injuries. She had been quick to recover, bouncing out of bed the second she was able to. It wasn't ... that. Oh! There was no point thinking about it! She was a demon slayer, a Hashira too! Of course the risks had always been there. She had shaken her head, forcibly ridding the thoughts from her mind - over, and over, and over ...

The mark she had acquired. Since their latest Hashira meeting, she had time to come to accept what they meant for her. She was happy. It was okay. It meant that she could be useful in the upcoming war. She wouldn't be letting anyone down! She could protect her friends, she could slay these demons and put an end to the nightmare everyone lived in. So why did she feel like she could cry? Why was it hard to stop these sorrowful feelings from gripping at her?

Her smile grows when she spots him. A blissful exhale, as hands IDLY neatens out her sleep wear. A soft hum, her gaze looking up to meet the moon hanging above them. “ Hm~! Hey, Iguro-san ... do you want to take a walk with me? ”

@knightinsourarmor / @monokhromu sc. *ೃ༄

[chiratsuku]

❝ Celebrating another year to be alive? How lucky you must be. ❞ He's judging.

(I am sorry, happy birthday!!)

@monokhromu

    

    '' Damn, right!      To the misfortune of all the haters; still livin', still breathin'. ''

    

After prolonged pause, he briefly continued with a teasing grin, '' Happy aren't cha? ''

[choyume]

ʚïɞ      . . .      @knightinsourarmor  /  @monokhromu  tapped  the  heart  for  a  starter  !

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐏𝐀𝐑  𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄,  reptilians  and  insectoids  shared  the  same  fate  alike     —    creatures  unique  in  their  biological  structure  and  physical  attributes,  they  quickly  stirred  repulsion  and  fear  in  human  minds.  Where  fascination  seemed  apposite,  most  rather  tended  to  animals  of  a  simpler  nature     —    a  puppy’s  eyes  or  kitten’s  purr  easier  to  digest  than  the  multifaceted  eyes  of  an  odonata  or  the  slithering  tongue  of  a  colubrid. 

Among  the  Hashira,  Shinobu  found  her  peculiar  taste  mirrored  in  the  way  Obanai  tended  to  his  reptilian  companion     —    a  pity,  only,  that  he  preferred  to  keep  himself  and  his  scaled  friend  secluded.  It  was  only  in  an  opportune  moment  that  she  stood  close  enough  to  the  Serpent  Hashira  to  catch  a  proper  glance  of  Kaburamaru’s  dorsal  scales,  the  pale  keratin  sheen  catching  the  sun’s  light     —    rapture  sneaked  its  way  into  her  voice  as  she  spoke  up  behind  him,  delighted  by  her  observation.  ❝   My,  Iguro-san,  it  looks  like  Kaburamaru’s  shedding.  How  enviable,  to  leave  behind  an  old  self  so  cleanly,   ❞  she  remarked,  delight  softening  her  tone.  ❝   A  truly  fascinating  phenomenon,  isn’t  it?   ❞  

[chiratsuku]

❝ i  don't  think  less  of  you. ❞

(from Obanai to Tengen 💕)

@monokhromu

 Suspicious. The accuracy of pitch play was hardly detainable in pattern of his speech, '' H'oh?? '' Keen eye kept both the monochrome wielder and his slythery companion within periphery of tightening lid.

    Too suspicious.

As he leaned back, one side of lip-line curved upward against the rim of his sake cup, allowing himself a moment to appreciate the unexpected intrigue of acknowledgment, " There sure might be gaps in my recollection, but ... my my, that sure is the most flattering thing I've heard from you so far. "

The space after Sound Hashira still rang empty, and it was a reason for concern. A moment of capricious levity intertwined with tidings that could be more serious than eye met. Totally pretending like he's not contemplating what the hell hides behind it; for him acting lazy and foolish was as easy as breathe.

Obanai is and still was firm in his statement that Tengen had no business in the zone of retirement. Their ideas about this clashed, but the Shinobi would be lying to himself would he ever say the echo of it left his mind; however, it was interesting that from all people, it was Iguro who first brought it, as if he sensed the weight of Tengen's restlessness.

'' But how about now you finally get to the point of your visit? We both know you never come by just —- 'because'. ''