#tewwor

[viliria]

wolf's ear twitches at it catches the distant sounds of snapping twigs , crunching leaves . kazuha comes to a still , in his jaw a dripping salmon of considerable size . it wasn't abnormal for animals and lesser spirits and demons without complex thought to try their hand at stealing his hunt , but this was not either of those .

kazuha turns his full body, towering height casting a large shadow as the approaching entity stills . 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 , @tewwor . 𝖎 𝖜𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖒 𝖞𝖔𝖚 .

[interxstitial]

"Oh, well." A pause. The slightest hint of a disappointed frown. "Now what did we learn?" ( here. have your seaside FUNCLE after he fished juni away from those WEE OOOOOO WE OOOOO old sirens )

juniper is drenched, freezing, shivering. he still tastes salt on the back of his throat, and all sounds to the left of him are muffled. sniffling, he twiddles his thumbs in his lap like a child scolded. "that.. rocks are slippery," he whispers, but the guess at this moment's lesson leaves him more like a question. "and i should be more careful."

[wouldhope]

☆ @tewwor / starter - nanami!

"Ah, Nanami - you're finally awake... You had me worried, you know." Shoko sighs, rubbing her temple to try and soothe her pounding headache. That whole night had been a certified catastrophe the likes of which she'd never seen before - Halloween in Shibuya had left so many dead, and when they brought in Nanami in, she feared he was going to join the countless other corpses she'd examined... But much to her relief, there was still some life in him - just barely clinging on, but it was something. So she got to work, as she always did. She couldn't restore his missing arm or eye, and he was still in pretty rough shape, but he was alive and conscious - that's all that mattered to her. She could cry from the sheer relief of not losing another one of her friends, but that'll have to wait until she's alone - even now, she's not going to let anyone see her break. "How are you feeling? I did the best I could and stabilized you, but... Well, I'm no miracle worker."

[kaercu]

Gris is known to crunch steering wheels — break through the thick of numerous trash beast skulls — with considerable ease. But here, he's gentle; all dawn-light and feather-soft. The gloves have been left at the bedside table. Bare hands encapsulate the Givers' midriff with considerable care. Exploratory, but thoughtful. Calloused fingertips trace the linework as ashen eyes follow, curious.

"Does it tickle?" He asks suddenly, knowing that he'd eek out a chuckle or two if subjected to something like this. Then the bulk of his upper body lowers. Lips brushing soft over the vibrancy of sprawling ink. "How about now?"

unprompted | always accepting

@tewwor got me grinning like an idiot at work today ASDFG

a lazy smile stretches across enjin's face as he watches gris embody the definition of a gentle giant, careful with him in a way no one else has ever been. it's nice -- the rough pads of his fingers drifting along the ink, the look in gris' eyes while he takes it in. it's endearing. it's soothing. his eyes feel heavier by the moment, lulled by the tender touch of a man who could easily crush him if he wanted. not that enjin can imagine such a thing, even on the rare occasion they've butted heads.

" nah, doesn't tickle, " he mutters, just about to give in to sleep despite himself when it does tickle. amber eyes flick open to see the blonde bent down, lips ghosting across red and black. suddenly, for no reason in particular, he isn't sleepy anymore. the fog clears, and in its wake is gris' mouth and those hands that grip his waist like something delicate.

rising on one elbow and reaching down to fun tattooed fingers through gris' hair, enjin grins. amber eyes lock with ashen blue. " now that tickled. do it again. "

[localcryptidmuses]

@tewwor ♥'d for a starter

"...Can you tell Amo.. What it's like to be so tall..? Amo is pretty sure she won't get much taller than she is now.. Is it colder up there? Do you hear more? Or less, maybe..."

[mugennoiro]

[Wipeout!] ( nanami / yu because all i can think of is that fall down the stairs hwhgoiawhaiowheg )

THE CAUCOPHONOUS CHORUS of Yu's exclamation and the subsequent crumple ( and rip ) of his newspaper challenged Kento's resolve, even as he sat with his dear friend draped in his lap, and his paper now torn in two. The stillness on his features remained for only a moment longer.

A delicate crinkle bunched the bridge his nose. His lips curled. Nostrils arched briefly to allow inspiration solely for the purpose of sighing through them seconds later. The inward, uneven collision of his eyebrows crowned this dubious expression. "Well, I was reading that," Kento groaned, "Are you alright?"

[e30813122]

This year I signed up for artfight for the first time, and I was able to draw the gorgeous OC Haruo by @tewwor !

First my initial attempt at him but cannot portray his beauty accurately. Second one Haruo as FFXIV AU character (part of a two character art actually, but I must get permission first to post the whole artwork).

Thank you for letting me draw Haruo and please send all of his headcanons my way! Him in the JJK verse is soooo adorable, I ship him with Kusakabe.

[michelangelowept]

@deadlincs : just. scruff him and throw him to earth idk

higuruma sulks and soaks in equal measure, at equal leisure. sukuna has found many a bathtub still dripping at his nigh childish behest. and yet, what for his scent? he speaks nothing of adultery. his skin, even less.

thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit.

sukuna prowls among edges and corners, stalking the petulant bore with eyes like cherried wine. eyes, of four, and no more─till one eve when he curls over the lip of one sorry tub, corroded like a melt by the taste and brine of this, their hell.

sukuna's eyes, like pitted figs. higuruma is still fully clothed.

draw thy tool,

hand spears water, the hook and line─needs for no bait. his fingers dagger soaking button-down and abdomen, straight through. red in the water leaves smoky trails. a balloon-puff of ultrafine powder.

“I can taste your mood and it bores me.”