#swordrisen

[darabeatha]

        In this house we stan Koto

#swordrisen #;dash comment #dash comment #we sim- COUGHS support koto #doesn't matter my muse; they all si- COUGHS support koto #its engraved on their spirit origin (???)

[ardenssolis]

@swordrisen​ said (inbox):

❛❛ I'm always sleeping on you so ---- ❜❜ A tender press to his shoulders , to slowly drag him down until his head rests again her lap ( hopefully with comfort. ) ❛❛ Sleep awhile. Don't worry , I'll keep you safe , Oz - mochi. ❜❜

     THERE WAS NO DENYING that Ozymandias felt that telltale desire for a nap creeping up on him. Servants might not have needed to sleep, or eat, or do anything that the living did to survive, but that didn't mean that he couldn't enjoy those same things still. Oh how busy he had been as a king, constantly keeping up with the goings-on with his kingdom, constantly keeping dialogue open between him and his Vizier so that he was aware of things that required his attention and things that could be delegated elsewhere. Still, time for a nap was such a rare thing that when he did have a chance to grasp hold of it, he would often find himself feeling so rested afterwards as if he had been slumbering upon gentle waters. At first he frowned, uncertain as to whether he should be closing his eyes at all when there was a watch to keep, but...Koto could surely handle it without him. After all, she was used to the sounds of the night and would know if something were remiss in comparison to himself.

     For she had been a Demonslayer and he a king. That alone denoted who was better suited for this kind of work. ❝Mm...fine, but only thirty minutes.❞ Just thirty. Nothing more or less. When he next awoke, the moon would still be high above them, the stars still glimmering, but he would have a much quieter mind. Allowing himself to be pulled down, took a deep breath, hands coming to clasp upon his stomach as gold disappeared from sight, darkness all that he could see behind closed lids. There was never in doubt in his mind that Koto would ensure his protection during this most vulnerable moment. He trusted her and always would.

#swordrisen #;swordrisen : koto #;v: chaldea days #;;f.go #answered #;;inbox

[kachigaru]

@swordrisen​ said:

Koto reaches out & pokes his cheek !

       Really, Haibara doesn’t mind being touched at all. If anything, he wrinkles his nose and scrunches his face before he lets out a small laugh. It isn’t that it tickles, but he finds how his cheek squishes all too entertaining. That, and it is only fair if he gets to poke back, right? Right! Biting his lip, he stifles his laughter and snorts, lifting a finger as if to gently poke her cheek back, but he stops  — “Is it okay if I...” Bright eyes dart from his finger to her face, hinting at his intentions. “I gotta ask first because it is the polite thing to do. You’re supposed to keep your hands to yourself, but I don’t mind that you didn’t ask. But can I? If you can poke, I wanna poke too!”

#swordrisen #( answered ) ;; #v; ??? #haibara not knowing koto at all #but he just - WOW it's okay to poke me i don't mind : DDD

[hopemerged]

@swordrisen​ said ; Koto just reaches out & squishes his cheeks !

                       Oh no, his cheeks are under attack ! Is there anything he can do !? well, yes- because he is certainly taller than her; so if needed, he could simply tilt his chin up and he would be unable to reach him- but he wasn’t so cruel... Plus she just seemed so content with herself ! How funny it was to know how easily he could keep her entertained .... Now if only he could speak- 

.....but that was perhaps asking for much, wasn’t it?

#swordrisen #a.rash: guess this is it folks- #she looks so happy ! he doesn't have the heart to pull away- #koto really gets spoiled by my servants huh-

[oldestking]

                     Takes a seat....... his shoulder now practically glued against her’s.   /   @swordrisen​

#swordrisen #swordrisen pending tag. #local golden asshole cat wants attention but refuses to be vocal about it

[zangyo]

@swordrisen​ said (inbox):

Koto can't help her endearment. He's still so zombie like all these years later. Reaching out , she gently tugs him against her heart , slowly brushing her hand through his hair now instead of the brush. ❛❛ You can rest some more. I'll head out to the market & buy some things to restock since I used a lot on that big breakfast we both ate. ❜❜ She giggles again , but her voice softens. ❛❛ Just get cozy & warm & I'll be right back. ❜❜ Releasing him , she steps towards the door but not before making one last teasing remark. ❛❛ Your neighbors are gonna start thinking we're married Kento - kun. Ara ara , the way their faces are sure to drop when I correct them that I am not Nanami - san but Unkaku - san. So sad for them. ❜❜ She snorts a little. Just throw the whole woman out Kento , just do it while you got the chance.

     NANAMI HADN’T EXPECTED TO be pulled close, his head resting gently against Koto’s chest so that he could hear the soft thump of her heart. It was comforting, that sound; had always been even if Nanami would sooner eat half-cooked rice than admit this aloud for her to hear. ❝There is no need for that, you know.❞ He could easily go and buy those things himself later on down the line, but he knew very well that Koto was not going to relent in this venture of hers. She was going to go to the market and there was nothing that Nanami could say or do that would deter her. Her fathers would also, no doubt, admonish Koto if they found out that she had made him a large breakfast and didn’t even attempt to replenish the items she had used to make it. Grumbling something incoherent back at Koto (was he complaining?), Nanami merely sank back into the softness of his bed. Maybe he could just close his eyes for thirty more minutes. That would be fine, right? Just thirty more minutes?

     His eyes closed, though he did manage to catch what was said before Koto took her leave. Married… Honestly he wouldn’t be surprised. They probably had come up with all kinds of weird assumptions thanks to Koto popping up in his room once via his window, or her being tossed out onto a bunch of trash in another instance… ❝I’ll toss you into trash again…❞ This woman--! She was just as bad as Gojo was sometimes! Groaning, he sank further into warm sheets until his head was partially covered by his comforter.

#nanami vc: brat #swordrisen #;swordrisen : koto #;v: purify the impure #answered #;;inbox

[sciobtha]

@swordrisen​​ said ; 📜 how chaotic are cu & koto uwu  /  from :  𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 ; no longer accepting !

Cú:  Welcome, fellow idiots Koto:  Hello, Cú Cú:  No, no, not you, you're not an idiot Koto:  You underestimate me

Koto:  Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor. Cú:  I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Koto:  I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them. Cú:  This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.

#swordrisen #/IMCRYINGG #SPECIALLY THE LAST ONE- I CAN SO SEE IT-

[moeyoken]

Koto tackles Hijikata to the floor ! ❛❛ Hi. ❜❜ The gremlin returns.

               he grunts at the tackle, a loud thud into the creaking wood of the snowy veranda and he lets out an airy, exasperated sigh. half sitting up, hijikata brushes the snow off from his face and hair.   “   have you gotten more energetic the last time i saw you? or is it just me?   ”   the ronin flicked her forehead before pinching her nose with his knuckles, shaking her head; the edges of his mouth curl endearingly. 

               @swordrisen

#swordrisen #◟ . haiku — inbox #◟ . wanderer — rogue #/ koto 🥺🥺🥺

[chiniyotta]

@swordrisen​ said ; ❝  our dead come for their vengeance regardless of witnesses.  ❞ from koto to giyuu !  /  from :  𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

            But that boy .... He hasn't come back, has he ? Those demon slayers that each season are not able to survive the final selection, they also haven’t come back now have they? the demon slayers who lose their lives every day, has she seen them? his sister... He hasn’t seen her either since she parted ways. Stoic features threaten to harden at the thought of distant memories, of faded faces that he was not even sure he could remember as well as how he wished to. He holds his breath for a moment, an attempt to keep his ever calm composure in front of the other pillar before he finally turns around to face her.

            ❝ — The dead cannot come back to life, I thought this was common knowledge for all, Unkaku . No matter how much you cry and mourn, you cannot change the course of life. The dead remain in the past and the ones that are left standing are the ones who must carry with the burdens left on them. It’s simple ... ❞   His words end up slipping almost bitterly, and a feeling of nostalgia washes over him ... He remembers that naivety, a secret dream that he has once wished would come true, but life never works like how one wishes it would, and those he wished could take claim of their vengeance by their own hands were now long buried deep under the ground, where light shall never gently caress their cheeks ever again.

            ❝ — If that was all you had to say, then I’ll be leaving .. ❞ He didn’t even leave her time to reply, because he knew that nothing she could say would be able to bring them back, and that was it. there was nothing left for them to dwell on. Life worked in peculiar ways, and in many cases, unfairly as well.

If he was a witness to the cruelty of the world, then why .... 

why hasn’t he come back ? 

why hasn’t he seen him again ?

#swordrisen #/ G.IYUU #-sad naruto flute plays on the bg- #/im sorry k.oto he is not so easily moved by words anymore #/i'm sure he must apreciate it deep down; the intention that is-

[eatsyou-a]

❛❛ Wanna play soccer with your head ? ❜❜ ( from koto ASDCFVGBNJBVF )

"    huh?     soccer?    ah,    that game where you kick a ball?    mmm —

now that doesn't sound very fun to me!    you would be kicking me around so much that i wouldn't even be able to participate properly!     would you really want that,    koto - chan?     huh?    i know you're concerned about my well being and all but —     ok!    "      insert long tangents about their longevity of friendships over hundreds of years developed in a fun game of soccer.

#swordrisen #douma: would u rly want to be a bully??? ): #koto: yes

[darabeatha]

@swordrisen​ said ; Koto gives Emiya a big squishy hug !  /  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

       PLOPS on her. Yes, this is exactly what he needed after dealing with all of those clowns- If someone needs him, they’ll have to wait for..... 5 more minutes .

#/ E.MIYA #swordrisen #his muscles are so tensed that if he relaxes for a minute he'll fucking die but alas #(im so sorry this is so short but pls have an actual chill e.miya-

[ardenssolis]

@swordrisen​ said (inbox):

❛❛ Your hair reminds me of the earth. ❜❜ Her voice , soft & delicate in this moment ; a brush held , boar bristle , to detangle & thread through the tresses of his hair , the earthen hue. ❛❛ It fits you well. ❜❜ She hums , looking down to his eyes , the golden hue , like a sun bursting to life. ❛❛ Flowers need the earth to grow , you're like that sometimes. She , who you loved so well , was a lotus that came from the earth's loving soil , like all flowers do. ❜❜ She closes her eyes , humming softly. ❛❛ I wonder how many else you loved , wives & children , subjects , were flowers that grew from your gentle soil. ❜❜ She giggles softly , still yet brushing his hair. ❛❛ Am I talking too much again ? ❜❜

     NITOCRIS SOMETIMES BRUSHED HIS hair, so this was a marked change to have someone else do it. In her case, although she would die if he ever mentioned it to her, but she reminded him of an older sister overlooking her younger sibling. Considering she was a pharaoh before him, albeit for a shorter time, that would not have been too far off the mark. But Koto, though... What was Koto in all this? He honestly couldn't think of anything -- any form of label -- to put upon her even in tease. Such a peculiar woman overflowing with boundless love for others to the point that she would pick up a blade and die for them if only so they did not suffer. Quietly he listened to her words; however, the more he listened, the greater his embarrassment grew. Sometimes he wonder if Koto ever even thought about what left those lips of hers or if she just blurted out her thoughts unhindered. Knowing her, he could most certainly see it as the latter.

     ❝I was not aware that you had become a poet in my presence. Who would have thought that the country girl could have such ability to weave words together into a beautiful image.❞ He laughed, amused by his own words as gold shifted to meet her gaze. ❝You should take that as another pastime, Koto. Perhaps you will create a book of poetry that can be left behind when you leave. Maybe our summoner will publish it and have the entire world know that this 'Unkaku Koto', this mystery woman, has such romantic thoughts floating about in her head.❞

#swordrisen #;swordrisen : koto #;v: chaldea days #;;f.go #answered #;;inbox #ozy vc: you're embarrassing so I'm turning this around

[erekhsha]

@swordrisen​ said (inbox):

She's been staring at him for ten minutes before she finally reaches over & holds his cheeks like one might hold a puppy's cheeks. ❛❛ Arash - kun's precious ! ❜❜

     ARASH BENT DOWN SLIGHTLY just so Koto didn’t have to stand on her tippy toes, but it was clear that he was amused by the touch to his cheeks and the words that followed. “I’m the precious one? I think you might mean yourself, Miss Koto.” He laughed, lifting up his own hand to gently pinch her cheeks. Not enough to be uncomfortable, just enough to tease as he gently tugged. ❝I don’t think anyone is more precious than you, especially when you smile.❞

#swordrisen #;v: humanity's future #;;f.go #answered #;;inbox

[vendetted]

@swordrisen​ said: vendetta has rabies confirmed ASDCFVGBVF

     can’t catch a damn break even when he’s dying...

#swordrisen #( everyone is so mean :( )

[oldestking]

@swordrisen​​​ said ; uzui vc you're such a simp. as you should , let's simp for our girls together  /  from :  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

                       ...... Simp? What.... was this man even talking about? what did that even mean to begin with? Could it be another one of those modern terms people use in this age? Despite priding  himself in being knowledgeable in anything and everything, there were some things that not even Gilgamesh was aware of, things a prideful king such as himself would not dare to confess out loud, not so easily. Fortunately for the king, context was given next to the strange term the man in front of him decided to use, and Gilgamesh was now able to understand, for the other had precisely ignited a particular interest of his ......

      Talking about his wife.

Previously to the arrival of the strange individual in front of him, Gilgamesh had been submitted into a long arduous yet immensely boring day, however— if there was one thing that could immediately ignite the man’s interest in an instant, it was certainly talking about his wife and her glorious feats. Ah! how he thrived in telling others with a shining enthusiasm about how capable she was ! how despite that short stature of hers, she was capable of carrying heavy boulder all across a town on her own, or how her teeth were so sharp and strong that she could tear the flesh of any enemy without any sort of hindrance, or how easily she was to embarass, how adorably red those cheeks of hers turned when he surprised her ... It was in this way that despite the fact that the king had been sitting down on his throne for the majority of the day, he now felt not an ounce of exhaustion as he sat back on the nearest chair; a smug expression now gracing his features and denoting his sudden interest;

                      ❝ Hoh.... How interesting ..... ❞   It wasn't every day that someone came to him and asked him to speak about his wife so directly! yes... This man must be a man of culture, he must have traveled from a further land all in order to hear the king’s wife’s feats. .. He knew it, he could feel it.   ❝ Very well, you have earned my attention. Rejoice, for I’ll grant you my company and wisdom— ❞      —That, and the cute pictures he has saved of his wife, of course.

#swordrisen #/YASU THIS IS THE FUNN IE ST THING IM-!?!! #IM GONNA CRYYYYY #Gil vc: ah; i see- ur a man of culture- #also gil: -proceeds to take out of his pocket a little album with photos of her- #gil vc: this is when my wife crushed a watermelon in between her thighs; and this when my wif- #/THE FACT THAT FOR SOME REASON- koto and gil are married is the funniest most random thing ever but here i am replying seriously #ITS SO RANDOM IS IT EVEN REAL? WHO KNOWS TBH #not even we know its a meme now #/YASU PLS someone will see this and be like wtf since when gil has a wife- i dont know we dont know is this real???

[zangyo]

loud and deafening silence; accepting || @swordrisen​​

❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . let koto hug him let koto hug him let koto hug him l-

     IT WAS HARD TO SLEEP most days. He would close his eyes, and that was when the nightmares would come. Not all the time, but frequently enough that the noticeable dark circles beneath his eyes must have said much. He wasn’t the only one, though. Gojo and Geto were both struggling with their own demons and none of them were doing very well. He didn’t need to have intimate details into their everyday lives to know that much. Still, all of them went about their day as they always did, but to anyone who knew them, they were all different – changed by all that had transpired weeks ago. Still, Nanami couldn’t fight off sleep forever, and although he did dread the moment he would fall into sleep’s embrace, there was no resisting its beckoning. Arms crossed over his chest, he sat beneath his favorite spot at the school, the shade of a cherry blossom tree not quite in bloom just yet. It was peaceful there. Quiet. Out of all the places at this school that he could be, he preferred being right here listening to the rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds as they sang songs until the sun disappeared over the horizon.

     His eyelids were heavy; each time he attempted to keep them open it was as if they only became heavier. Nanami wasn’t sure how much time had passed before the world darkened, nor when he suddenly found himself standing in the middle of a forest, the mangled corpse of his best friend and partner right there lying in front of him like a discarded doll. The fear in Haibara’s eyes, the thick smell of blood in the air choking Nanami and making him stumble backwards. This wasn’t real. Haibara was fine, he was—

     He was dead.

     Those words echoed in his head as eyes turned upwards towards the curse that claimed the other’s life; the creature grotesque, its gaze that of an amused child who had just found a new means of entertaining themselves. He was dead and it was all Nanami’s fault. All his fault, all his fault, all his fault---!! Even now, his legs shook and desire to flee flowed through him like an electric current. He couldn’t leave Haibara’s body there. He had to bring him back! But he wanted to run and…! It was then that he was shaken awake, eyes wide with the terror he had felt in his dreams as green met with citrine. ❝K-Koto…❞ Ah…he was at the school. He wasn’t back there. He… ❝S-Sorry. You must have been looking for me, right?❞ Clearing his throat, he sat straighter, doing his best to try and hide his feelings from view as Nanami struggled with his own composure despite how shaken he felt. It was just a dream. He had brought Haibara back. They weren’t back there with that…that…thing. ❝What is it you---❞ There hadn’t been a chance for him to finish before he was tugged into her arms, held tightly as if she sought to transfer her warmth to him. His eyes closed once more, his face burying into the crook of Koto’s neck.  

     She didn’t make him talk, but she knew.

     Nothing needed to be said.

#swordrisen #;swordrisen : koto #;v: high school days #answered #;;inbox #;ask reply meme #[hi :^ ))))))]