#thomahawk

[gentle-refrain]

[skybright]

“  This was so stupid. Celebrating birthdays was stupid. This thought seemed to run on repeat in Kaigaku’s head even as he spent all day preparing for Zenitsu’s special day. If anyone asked him, he was doing it because the stupid baby would cry if he didn’t do anything. But truly, he was doing it because he’d grown to enjoy Zenitsu’s smiles more than his crying face.

With an irritated noise, he adjusted the gift box to center it a little more on the blanket he’d spread out in their usual meeting spot in the woods. There were a few gifts, actually; some expensive kabayaki, which he knew to be the blonde’s favorite, as well as a bottle of sake (mostly just to see his mate’s flushed face when the alcohol took hold).

The last gift was in a much smaller box, but might be the one Kaigaku was most (secretly) proud of. A hand carved magatama he’d crafted and painted himself, threaded on a durable length of thin rope to either be worn as a bracelet, necklace, or hair tie. It was painted yellow with tiny black streaks of lightning. Definitely because those colors fit Kaigaku, of course.

With a huff, he crossed his arms and sat down, and waiting impatiently for Zenitsu to arrive.  ” ———@thomahawk​.     (  ZENITSU’S  BIRTHDAY !!  )

HE’D  WAITED  UNTIL  DARK  TO  SLIP  AWAY,   trusting that tanjiro & inosuke now understand where it is that he’s going.     they’ve had a wonderful night together,  but ... he knows that kaigaku will be  expecting  him.     it’s been quite some time since they’ve seen each other ... & he’s really,  really  looking forward to it.

but he’s not expecting the sight that greets him when he leaves the grounds of the butterfly mansion.

“  kai ... you ... you did all of this ... for me?  ”

how did his demonic partner manage to even  get  sake & kabayaki?     zenitsu doesn’t know much about demons,  but he’s certain that most of them cannot even  tolerate  being around human food ... so ... why would he go to such lengths just to bring it to him?

it’s just his  birthday ... nothing  that  special.

but zenitsu is grateful regardless,  kneeling at kaigaku’s side on the blanket before leaning against him for a moment.     he feels so ... special.     kaigaku seems to remember a lot more than he lets on ...     “  thank you ... you’ve started getting very sweet,  you know that?  ”

[alchemicalbalance]

The winds located here in Liyue were not the same as Mondstadt as they had a bit of roughness when one ventures up the mountains, a pair of bright teal irises shining and observing as a alchemist was slowly making his way up the treacherous terrain.

Eager to see what forms of life thrived here as the alchemist looked around, as he was exploring, he was spotted by some hilichurls as well as a few mitachurls that roamed these parts.

The mitachurl growled loudly as it swung it's pyro infused axe at the alchemist who tried his best to dodge, only to grit his teeth as his leg was sliced, the flames began to burn. He cursed out before focusing his geo vision, summoning forth his sword to do battle with this onslaught of enemies as he wasn't about to meet his end here.

As he fought, his vision was beginning to blur as crimson red stained the grass below his feet as the crimson hue changed to a more golden hue with time passing by. He knew he had to defeat these mountains fast before he loses consciousness, luck was surely not on his side.

He dodged more attacks before defeating the hilichurls before striking the mitachurls as he was able to breathe, he weakly limped over to lean back against a nearly rock to inspect his wound, taking soft breaths to save his strength as he tried his best to stay alert, in case someone or something came to finish the job.

@thomahawk

[calamxty-a]

『 ┍━━━━»•» @thomahawk​  // questioning minds (from akaza) «•«━━━━┑ 』

❛ you don’t trust me ? ❜ 

『 ⚛ ∞ 』 ━ “Trust?” Muzan glanced at him, his gaze intense, “I trust my upper three moons more than any other. If I did not trust you to some degree, you would be dead.”

Akaza was a favorite of his--as was apparent by Muzan’s allowing him to only eat men. He allowed such idiosyncrasies when one was so powerful and proved their loyalty. “Is there any particular reason why you’re asking?”  ━  『 ∞ ⚛ 』

[frostfeathered]

Aether could not agree more. As they gazed at the stars and the moon, he felt such a depth of emotion that he couldn't quite name. But Ayaka was absolutely right. What words could they use to describe what they felt, or everything that had happened? The pain of losing your only family, or the devastation of watching your nation crumble around you?

As the breeze gently stirred the trees around them, he reached over to take her hand. While words may seem out of place in a world like this, the gentle support of a trusted companion would never be unwelcome.

(    𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 .　　  ❄︎   @thomahawk​​

.　　  ❄︎    it’s a rare moment that she gets to spend with the traveler like this.  these days when the cherry blossoms bloom and fall only to rinse and repeat have seem long and unending.  ayaka really hasn’t ever had the sense that it would ever stop.

his visits though feel like the world pauses in its turn, and she’s allowed to breathe a little.  to be herself a little, to lay down the title of the yashiro commission’s perfect daughter and instead become the normal girl she finds herself longing to be.  the girl who drinks her tea and stares at tea leaves, hoping to catch a glimpse of love in the reading or the one who used to sing songs as she played with her favourite temari.

aether gives her this.  this little bit of time, where the sand stops in its hourglass and she can look up at the stars without the weight of the kamisato name sitting heavy on her back.  it is only in this hourglass that he can take her hand so easily, to give her comfort or perhaps to ease a little bit of his own pain.  maybe it’s a little bit of both.

she wants to say something, but words continue to fail her, because perhaps they shouldn’t be spoken aloud.  even trapped inside this moment, in their own hourglass, ayaka still finds it hard to express herself sometimes.

but she allows her hand to remain in his.  if he wanted to say something in reply, he would.  meanwhile, she will swallow all of this poetry and keep it to herself as a sweet thing to savour, like the chazuke she sneaks late at night.

[wcvensouls-archive]

        to end up meeting a full-bodied human  ( or someone that looked like one, at least )  after having helped to recover what he thought was an injured fox was definitely not a development that tomoyasu was expecting, but he couldn’t say he was all that shocked by it. whether because he knew that inazuma had its fair share of magical and unusual things or because he was simply someone much too laid back to freak out about anything, it was hard to tell  —  but the fact was that it seemed like he had chosen to simply accept that fact without asking too many questions.

        some time had passed and kazumi had become much better by that point, but it did not seem that the two were planning to part ways just yet. while the other had been just a stray fox he had taken in temporarily at first, he had definitely grown into something more  —  and more importantly, into someone he very much enjoyed the company of. having returned to where they were staying after going out to do some odd jobs here and there, tomo had a smile on his lips as he spoke and shook a money pouch in front of him.  “ i got us some mora, so dinner’s on me tonight. what do you wanna eat? ”

@thomahawk​  /  closed starter .

[pleaseshutupaboutsatou]

Really into this song rn and it gives me such heavy Izumi vibes

Sometimes when she feels alone  She’ll feel smoke run through her lungs  It might be anger piercing through her veins  That makes her think the pain is gone... gone 

[wcvensouls-archive]

        although he spent the majority of his time in narukami these days, it wasn’t rare for tomoyasu to travel around the islands that were a part of the electro archon’s territory  —  and it was especially common for him to pay a visit to watatsumi. as a wanderer and someone with a quite agreeable and likeable personality, he could say to have made friends wherever he went, but there was no denying that some of them were a little more special and dear to his heart than others. while at this time they had yet to reach the point where a resistance had to be forged and their bonds grew deeper and stronger due to necessity, tomo was already familiar with quite a few of the major players in the island, with one of them being none other than the person he came to visit that day.

        having found the general in question without much trouble not that long ago  ( he did know where to look for him at this point, knowing a couple of places where he could possibly be and making his way to them directly upon arrival )   a grin tugged at one side of his lips as he spoke in a lightly playful tone.  “ now that the usual greetings have been exchanged, i do hope the high priestess is not keeping you so busy that you cannot find the time for a friend that came from far away. ”

@thomahawk  /  closed starter .