#redscaled

[ciaospiriti]

[jvoljvolizka]

Lomochrome redscale

[frostbounddevotion]

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[Text]: Are you pale because you keep using your blood to fight? Or are you anemic?

[Text]: Why do you keep two sea urchins on your head?

[Text]: What was it like being in a bottle for centuries?

[Text]: Do you have romantic feelings for Yuki or not?

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[Text]: Kenjaku has great plans for you. Trust him.

[sasouken]

redscaled asked: he's here to ruffle yuji's hair !!

"eh?" he blinks at him, head canting slightly. "what's up? everything okay?"

[penumbraal]

⸻ GOOD GRIEF. adrenaline surges and fades as quickly as it came as he realizes he's no longer alone, though the way his brow ever so slightly knits together, tension in his temple, are all that betrays he was ever even startled in the first place.

right, this is the guy that's taken to calling himself itadori's older brother. he doesn't know what that's about, but nor will he bother to ask. he's long since accepted that things are just weird when it comes to itadori.

❝ ... what are you staring at? ❞ // @redscaled !!

[seraphseye]

ヽ ⠀⠀* ₍   𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬,   accepting.   ╎   ♔.     ❛ just rest, i’m here. ❜ … from @redscaled, to yuuji.

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐍𝐎𝐖 , since yuuji took up the weight of the world and settled it on his shoulders ? since his grandfather's dying wish had become the thing that keeps him going , keeps him tethered to this world despite  everything  he  has  lost  ? since he ate that rotting finger and his entire world had been flipped upside down in mere moments . . he is so worn out , a realization he hasn't allowed to hit him until now , for he fears that when he does , it'll be that much harder to rise beneath the weight of it once more. but he has to , so when the time comes , he  knows  he  will. for now , his head slumps against choso's shoulder as if he can no longer support it himself , the air rattling in his lungs as he inhales slowly. his exhaustion runs so deep that it settles in his very bones. just rest. it's a simple enough task , if there wasn't some level of guilt threatening to consume him at all times ; he doesn't protest though , not with the knowledge that he needs this rest in order to improve , to grow stronger , so he can save his  classmates ,   his  friends ,   the  world. ❝ i'm so tired. ❞ the words are a mere whisper on his lips and he's positive the heaviness of them can be felt , allows it to settle over him like a cold embrace. eyelids fall to a close and he loses himself in the rapid thumping of his heartbeat in his own ears . . . a painful reminder of how alive he is , still breathing and living when so many others are not.

[vessuna]

@redscaled said :

❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜

          yuuji sits with his head in his hands ,  eyes closed ,  left alone with his own thoughts .  everything that's happened ,  everything that is happening :  it's too much ,  and yuuji is so tired .  he wants his grandpa's kind advice ,  he wants nobara shove her bags into his arms after she shops ,  he wants megumi to scowl at him for his usual stupid antics .  but none of them are here  /  two of them he can't bring back no matter what ...  and there's no guarantee his suggestions of how to bring megumi back will even work .

         he hears someone take the spot next to him ,  and yuuji lifts his head up just enough to see who it is .  ( we can just sit here ,  you don't have to talk . )  he offers a weak ,  wobbly smile in response :  he appreciates the company ,  for someone to sit by his side and not pry about what bothers him .  yuuji wouldn't talk about it anyway ,  usually .  the others might be gone ...  but even though the specifics of their relation still confuses him ,  he still has choso ,  and all he can muster is a quiet  ' thank you ' .

[rake-rake]

@redscaled

He's surprisingly gentle as he lays a worn out scarf across the cursed ones' shoulders. ❛   Wear this, Okkotsu. It will help keep you warm. ’

Unprompted.

Dark eyes are quick to focus on Choso, just the slightest stiffening of his body as the scarf is placed on his shoulders. It's not a frown between his eyes, but it certainly is close enough. Still, he does not pull away nor rejects the gesture.

"...I appreciate it, but I'd rather not have you treat me like a child." he states as holding his gaze. The gesture is appreciated, but not truly welcomed. He's already had enough of that his whole life, "I'm not Itadori's friend, there's no need for you to do this kinda thing when we were enemies mere hours ago. Care for him instead."

[avweckman]

If I draw my Tav (her name is Ceyln, pronounced like “Selene”) with Karlach, then I will be more likely to actually beat this game for the first time

She is a guild artisan gnome and a draconic sorcerer/evocation wizard. She has a resting customer service face, but working in retail for so long has somewhat broken her. Anyways. She likes fire and karlach brings the heat

[ciaospiriti]

[jvoljvolizka]

[analoglens]

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[eidetismofotos]

2024

[johbeil]

Castiglione in Teverina

Old town in Lazio, Italy. Adox Golf II with 75 mm Steinheil Cassar lens on Redscale XR film.

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[floridx]