#kore's posts

yoshiki catching frogs and releasing them in the creeks around the town before his mother and his sister can freak out over them. yoshiki petting the household centipedes. yoshiki finding it an almost magical experience when dragonflies land on him and sit expectantly, resting their tired wings from a perilous flight. watching them go with an admiring gaze as they leave his sight, smiling slightly and finding it comforting that these things that are wanted nowhere else find reprieve in his presence. hikaru laying on his lap, and yoshiki thinking the same thing. brushing strands of white hair out of his eyes, just as calm and comfortable as a stray cat under his care. yoshiki being a respite for things everyone else finds unwelcoming, unsightly, or dangerous.

There are nights where Hikaru, 'Hikaru', moves into Yoshiki's bed. It's childlike in the way it clumsily lifts the blanket and seeks to fit up against Yoshiki's body, and of course Yoshiki, ever the light sleeper, jolts to life like something cold just ran down his back. Knowing it's 'Hikaru' only slightly eases the sensation, really. He admitted to himself a long time ago that he was never quite sure what it was thinking. "Cold." it tells him, seeking the heat of that warm soul it knows so well, and the human heat of a body not its own. Yoshiki tenses slightly, keeping his eyes on the wall that he was facing. He could push it away, send it back to the couch or the floor, but there's a wave of guilt he feels instead: it felt just like Hikaru. And if there's one thing he misses to no end, it's him. Yoshiki can't give in fully to the comfort. But he doesn't hate it either. And the worst part is the thing doesn't sleep, not like humans do. It can mimic the motions, close their eyes, breathe in a methodical way, but it's always awake in some capacity, wrapped around him like a snake on a sunning rock. What leaves the worst ache is that it is always up and awake before Yoshiki is. It leaves a familiar shape in the bed. And it makes Yoshiki's chest ache.

Please imagine the small, tidbits of care between Yoshiki and "Hikaru". The way Yoshiki carries water for Hikaru because Yoshiki figures out quickly that it doesn't know how to care for the intricacies of a human body, including details like hydration. Hikaru starts getting dizzy while they're under the summer sun and Yoshiki offers him water, knowing he's dehydrated. "Is this something humans need?" "More than you think. Every few hours, ideally." "Oh." Yoshiki's as amused at their forgetfulness as he is at their casual response. For a god of the mountain, it sure is childlike. "What would I do without you, Yoshiki?" Hikaru laughs. "Probably die." Yoshiki says bluntly... but with a little exasperation evident. Yoshiki also being the one to let Hikaru rest on his legs at the end of the long day of walking and exploring and researching. Ruffling his hair with his nails not only because Hikaru seems to purr, but because he's looking for ticks in his hair, or stray leaves stuck in the thick strands of messy white. At least the bright hue of his hair makes bugs and things that don't belong stick out.

Hi! Looking for 1x1 Roleplay featuring Vashwood and/or Plantcest. Trigun 98', Stampede/Stargaze, doesn't matter. 98'? Trimax? Get in my IMs, let's get something started on Discord. You like AUs? Me too! You like canon what-if scenarios? Me too! I'm Kore, 25+, F, and totally game! Need more info, find it in this post. I can write any of the three. I even write multi-para on good days! Clearly proship, not accepting anti-shippers. Don't have time for that mess. Plot-focused! Looking for communicative, engaged partners to build something long-term with. I write a lot of Wolfwood, but I can do a lot of characters in general, even Vash. Like this post to let me know you're interested!

'Sensual' Sukuna. Sukuna who moves with an unnatural amount of grace and poise despite his size. Who purrs in his lovers' ears, who has little banter with them fairly often for a man who is so serious among others of his kind. That's it. That's the whole concept. Sukuna who prefers well made and maintained kimonos to the new modern clothing, who prefers to wear his kimonos/yukatas from the Heian era to changing into something more period-appropriate. Sukuna who's terribly amused when his significant others are caught off-guard by his staring at them with all four eyes, who asks in amusement "Is my gaze so disarming?" with his lips upturned into an amused smirk. They shuffle under his gaze, and he knows they're disturbed by his staring at them. If there's truly an inkling that they might be truly disturbed by his gaze on them, he rises from his seat and comes up behind them, breathing in their ear as their fingers reach around to undo clasps and pop buttons with dexterous fingers. "I suppose I should be offended you think so little of me as to imagine I'm scrutinizing you... but I understand. Rather... I'm memorizing your curves and form, your shape. Is that so wrong?" He practically purrs, acknowledging that his actions are unexpectedly gentle. He knows they are. " ... Keep the fact that I'm so gentle for you a secret, won't you?" he requests, tying their obi around their back while using one finger to motion for them to turn and let him do the work of securing the sashes. Contrary to popular belief, when it comes to his significant others, be they Gojo, Megumi, Yuuji, or anyone else... he doesn't mind putting in some effort here and there for their sakes. Once they're all secured in their new clothing choice, he smiles, knowing it's like a sign of ownership, and to him, it is. It absolutely is. That outfit might as well have Sukuna's name in the very threading.

So what if I just want Vash The Stampede to hold his independent child and refuse to put it down because he has anxiety? So what If I want it so that Nicholas is just laughing the whole time he has to keep Vash from scooping their kid up into his arms & practically has Vash in his grip to keep his husband plant from rushing after their kiddo and scooping them back up? Extra: Kiddo trips and Vash bursts into tears out of concern and Nick looks worried... but the kid gets back up and they're perfectly fine and Nick pretends to be the voice of reason with a "See? Told ya so!" And Vash is glaring daggers at him through blurry tears: don't you dare make him seem like the only one who was freaking out just now, Nick.