#patchworkcurse

[infinitxes]

@patchworkcurse said:

mahito vc you can't just call a completely unique special grade curse a MEAT ROOMBA, gojo!!

"What else am I supposed to call something that crawl around and eats corpses?!"

"Kirby?"

[zangyo]

@patchworkcurse​ said (inbox):

7:3 why don't you cherish me

     You have germs.

[ardenssolis]

@patchworkcurse​ said (inbox):

what if i said i could make you even taller. what if i said i could rearrange all your bones with a single touch

     ❝THIS SOUNDS UTTERLY HORRIFYING.❞ Who would want any of that?! Did this strange, patchwork of an individual just approach anyone like this? Honestly, Ozymandias was not sure he wanted an immediate answer, considering. ❝Anyway, I am tall enough. I would rather not be a tower unlike some people who wander about. The height I am is perfect because I am also perfect.❞ There was nothing to change when he was already the very pinnacle that all should hope to strive for.

[0rainy0muses0-moved]

~ ~ ⚸ ~ ~ Starter for @patchworkcurse

    Something’s been bothering him for a while now. The scene a week ago, at his school, the moment when Mahito placed a hand on his shoulder...there had been something so menacing about it. More than ever before in the curse’s presence, Junpei felt like he was well and truly in mortal danger. If he hadn’t rejected Yuji, hadn’t turned away from someone he was certain would turn away from him first...then what would have happened?

    Would he still be here? Walking just behind Mahito and listening to the other talk? Or would that premonition of death have come true and the curse closed metaphorical teeth around his throat? Would he have met Geto and Jogo and Hanami and the other one...Dagon?

    Would he still be alive?

    “Mahito,” He speaks up when the other man pauses to draw breath---effectively interrupting him. “What exactly...do I mean to you?”

[infxnite]

   “Someone sounds jealous that they’re not allowed in my fan cluuuub.~”

[vvildrose]

' SOOO LAME ! '

   ❛ Who're you callin' LAME ?! You don't even wear proper clothes !! ❜

[muriokusho]

@patchworkcurse : a morning jog can be running away from satoru gojo and his icky purple gun beams that will exorcise him on the spot

Wait for me~

[nulltune]

mahito vc hiiii bestie :))

          ❝    ———   . . .  ?     ❞

[kachigaru]

@patchworkcurse​ said:

' eeeh? do they really let airheads like you become sorcerers? ' (I'M SORRY HAIBARA)

       Maybe he wasn’t always the brightest crayon in the box. Certain jokes went over his head, leaving him to stand there and awkwardly laugh, pretending to catch the punchline when he hadn’t quite understood. Or perhaps detailed instructions went forgotten and a reminder was needed. But that didn’t mean he was dumb! “That’s not very nice, you know. Becoming a sorcerer isn’t based on intelligence.” He might have been nowhere near as smart as Ijichi, but that was all a matter of opinion. Intelligence couldn’t be judged on first impressions nor determining their ability by their lack of common sense or not having an abundance of trivia information. Both of which Haibara had, but smiles and friendly demeanor were often misunderstood. More often misunderstood as being easy to fool. 

       Hand resting on his chin, he looked Mahito up and down, nodding to himself. “And I’m surprised they haven’t let you into the circus. You look like one of those people that tie themselves to hooks and hang upside down! I don’t remember what they’re called, but if being a Curse doesn’t work out, you could get a job... but I would rather you didn’t. That might not be good for humans, you know. And they can’t see you... So, not the best idea.” 

[zangyo]

loud and deafening silence; no longer accepting || @patchworkcurse​

❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . // it's wiggling and still breathing and smells indescribable thanks to mahito's culinary experimenting. u know u wanna eat it nanami

     ❝…❞ What was this placed in front of him? When Mahito asked for a cookbook, he had thought that they would…you know…actually follow some kind of guidance. What was put in front of him might as well be equivalent to what would be seen in a horror film or some fantasy where the protagonist stumbles into some evil wizard’s abode. Lifting his hand, he pinched his nose, groaning and turning his face away from that disgusting, wriggling mass of…something. ‘What IS that?’ he nearly asked out of habit; however, he stopped himself before those words ever slipped past his lips. Actually, he didn’t want to know what this was. He didn’t want to hear about the process Mahito went into making this inedible blob of questionable ingredients. ❝Toss it.❞ There wasn’t even an attempt at trying to soften the blow of his words like some did in those cooking specials. Nanami was merely straight to the point: ‘toss it.’

     ❝I don’t even think a stray dog would want to eat any of this.❞ No, no, that dog would look at this, recoil and growl, then promptly flee the scene as if that food personally wronged them merely by existing. Nanami wouldn’t blame them. He too wanted to get as far from this ‘meal’ as humanly possible. ❝No one is going to eat that, and if you think I will, then I regret to inform you that will not be happening.❞ A pause. ❝Did you even attempt to follow the cookbook? Not that a curse cares about the taste of food anyway, so I suppose it was a lost cause from the very beginning. Nevermind. Don’t answer.❞ He made a mental note to never let Mahito anywhere near a kitchen or any of its utensils.  

[bforefame]

patchworkcurse

THEY'RE NOT FOR OU

THEY COULD BE

[ardenssolis]

cookie ru.n: ovenbreak writing prompts | accepting || @patchworkcurse​

“ blessings aren’t my thing, but curses i know well. “

     ❝NOT MANY CAN BRING about blessings. Only a small few attempt, and even fewer manage.❞ Naturally Ozymandias was one who could give such. As one who embodied the beauty and radiance of the sun itself, he could do many things if he wanted to. But what a peculiar statement the other brought forward. 'Blessings aren't my thing, but curses I know well.' ❝You have me curious... What kind of curses do you mean? The literal kind?❞ Like those that involved magic and the like? Or he supposed in this reality, 'curses' held a different connotation from what he had known. Curses, from what he could recall from the Grail, were both literal and figurative; entities and non-entities. The former he had seen before, so grotesque and pitiful in all their antagonism towards humanity. It was all rather intriguing as well as peculiar to him when he came from a reality where a curse was simply a spell cast upon another with intent to harm. 

     Nothing more than this.

[infxnite]

ew it's satoru

"Ew it's...wait, who are you again? I swear I've seen you somewhere before...at least, I think you look familiar."

[muriokusho]

@patchworkcurse​ : haha two of them

Oooooii! Who forgot to take out their trash?

[kesseiseki]

pops up out of nowhere with different flavored boxes of pocky in his hands. 'choso, want one? know which one's your favorite yet?' strawberry, green tea, regular chocolate and almond-covered, 'if you don't pick one quick, i'll eat all of them ~ !' he's just teasing, really.

       he stares, an 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 pinch his brow. it holds no meaning other than uncertainty at the playfulness of the other curse. he notices how different they are, a brightly colored pink and a muted shade of green. the other two were dark, one covered in something compared to the other since it was textured.   “  ....   ”   his fingers reach out, a moment of hesitation before deciding upon the pink one.  “  what are these?  ”  he questions as it’s brought close to his face, examining it carefully. the majority of his life was spent in a tube, brought back at the hands of another curse. each day was different, learning more and more. 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒅𝒅 with the patchwork curse at his side.  @patchworkcurse !!

[kachigaru]

@patchworkcurse​ replied:

touch u say :)

       “...huh?” 

Something smells, but Haibara is too polite to say anything.