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( hug )  -  for the sender’s muse to hug the receiver’s muse after an emotional moment . / for gyomei ...

oh how fates intertwine . . . a child he truly loved had caused the downfall of all. maybe redemption isn't an option for some , even at their final rest . . . kaigaku. “   namu -- thank you for coming back to us alive.   ” such small arms wrap around him . . . though barely enough to come around , gyomei is reminded of his children. hand strokes her head “   smile for your job is done. we are free to live the rest of our lives in peace but we shall mourn the lives lost and those we love.   ”

“ if you need anything i’ll be there for you . ” / for kagaya bc AHHH

OH . . . the curse that rots his flesh : unable to see his very hands or the children that dedicate their lives to the corps cause. he wishes to see his wife's face but alas , only her voice could reach his heart now. steady hands remind him of her features & just as his hands were glued to hers : she became a key supporter. DISMISSED , kagaya leaves parting words “   we are close to defeating muzan. harden your hearts as we reach the finish line. the sun is on our side and soon, we'll reclaim the night.   ”

taking amane's hand , he retreats to the corner of the room , only for a sweet outburst from the love pillar. “   if you need anything i'll be there for you,  ” a pause , he momentarily lets go of amane's hand. he turns and bows his head slightly “   your concern for my well being is more than enough to bring me comfort mitsuri-san, ” head rises as lips curve upward softly “   please continue to guide your peers and stay true to yourself. ” do not lose yourself in this fight against the demons . . . everyone had a role to play in defeating the demon king. no role was too small , for even the smallest rock could create waves in a pond . . big or small , they were all significant.

haste, * hina & suma.

injured , suma does her best not to be a burden and tengen's words remain in her head. arm raises quickly from where she had fallen, a firm grip around the handle of her kunai. blocking the attack , absorbing the blow . . . she tumbles backwards. makio calls out to her , prepared to assist but an obstacle crosses paths. not now ! her time hasn't come to an end ; she pushes herself to get up. NOW , legs shake . . . too weak to run. whatever it was , the poison had ran it's course --- not lethal but enough for her to struggle in controlling her body.

( i'm not an easy target ! ) shakey , her lungs filled with air . . . just before a second strike --- arms scoop her up. teary eyed ! “   WAAAH ! HINA ! THANK YOU THANK YOU !  ” she knows they'd never abandon each other and sometimes she felt inferior but they've always found a way to cancel out those immediate thoughts. a thankful kiss on the cheek , suma watches her back “   lord tengen ! he's there ---- makio !   ” fingers point in the opposite direction, arm waving up and down “   leave me somewhere out of range and help them.   ”

you’re not alone,  not anymore . * makio & hina

her father could only look down at his wifes arms when they revealed a GIRL was his firstborn. growing up , makio was aware of her fathers desire for a son. they tried , continued until her mother was pregnant once more . . . during that time, her father trained her like a son but she knew . . . deep down , makio would never meet his expectations. a BOY ! he was thrilled , eyes no longer focused upon her “   show her, ” words spoken without a second thought . . . how to tend too a man , what's expected for when she married . . . how and what would appease her selected husband ( if chosen ). in the shadows she shrunk in his eyes , makio couldn't blame her brother . . . watching him grow --- surrounded by men : father , uncle , brother , and cousins. her hearts filled with static , though she continues as if it didn't bother her. correcting those younger than her , makio could only repeat the process until the arrangement.

nervous at first , unsure of what to expect . . . three wives. chained , she was prepared to accept this fate but quickly , the gods removed the veil before her eyes. unraveling quickly , makio found herself in the arms of those who loved and appreciated her. from morning to night , makio could lay her head down without wondering " what if ? " . . . rather , she woke up the next day looking forward to what would come. a mission ? training ? makio would lay down her life for them.

she remembered their first night . . . makio listened as suma rambled. it wasn't until hinatsuru asked for her thoughts that makio was untangling everything she was taught. “   you're not alone, not anymore,  ” did she read her mind ? was she easy to read . . . but maybe it's because they were similar. women in a mans world --- she hesitates at first but eyes that held no judgment , with expectations : makio awkwardly smiles. since than , she'd flourished and quickly open up to them. her present self wouldn't even recognize the girl she was before.

a stroll down memory lane , like a snake her arm slithers beneath covers to hold her hand “  good night hina,   ” whispering over suma's snores.

sorry ... didn't mean to scare you ! @ genya !!

he stumbles back , she'd just realize that he wasn't one of them . . . though his appearance resembles them. heart racing , she almost . . . beheaded him. holding twin barrels , genya only looks at her as she looks around. “   --- you did more than scare me ,  ” slayer eating demon flesh to fight , killed by hashira. honestly sounds made up or hard to believe.

hey, i’ve got you. * from shinobu to one of butterfly girls 🦋

she cried . . . wailed throughout the night --- the village suffered a disaster and kiyo's family was no exception. mother , father and brother : gone gone GONE. was she alone ? no , the demon was still lurking around . . . small frame was hard to find when she was hiding , curled up like a ball. kiyo only came out of hiding when she thought the demon was gone.

shaking in fear , kiyo held her hands up . . . waiting to be cut down but than she appeared. the moon surrounded her frame , a butterfly ? kiyo was in shock as the women bent down , a smile on her face . . . faint “   hey , i've got you.   ” the demon was gone and she was alone. “   i --- am i the only one ?  ” shaking , kiyo stood up with her help , squeezing her hand : eyes shut as the remaining tears trailed down her cheek. she couldn't look , not again “   okasan . . otosan . . nii-san,  ” hands grab at her rescuers arm , head down : what now ?

[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them - kyoya and tamaki <3

taking a note from the lobelia girls academy & a way to cover up haruhi's secret while having a bit of fun , the girls all voted on their outfits. dressed like a porcelain doll , blonde wig with tight curls bounced as tamaki pointed towards the twins “   why are they matching with haruhi !   ” somehow , they cheated and found out what the girls had voted for . . . traditional maid outfits. the skirts were long and simplistic but elegant as frills to the apron made his heart throb. “   they need to be punished !  ” not that the girls were upset , they were actually enjoying. “   okaasan , we need to do something about it,  ” a whimper , following kyoya behind the scenes . . . silent , tamaki called to him again “   kyoya ?  ”

turning around , tamaki eventually did get a full view of what he was wearing. “   oh ! you look lovely !  ” kimono . . . the obi belt & the trim ? the twins mother always pulled out all the stops. silent for a second , rare for someone like him --- almost like a magnet , tamaki drew closer . . centimeters apart , wig slipping down a bit . . “   TONO !  ” twins burst through and his heart leaps out of his chest. SPINNING around “   WHAT ? WHAT IS IT ?  ” hand on his chest, clenching at fabric . . . the look on their face at his reaction ( did we disturb anything ) . . . he shakes his head vigorously “   we're out of instant coffee.  ” NO ! “   kyoya ! we need more.  ”

her forehead is pressed to floor mats, body low to the ground. there’s a tremble in lace before him, silky hair thrown over her shoulder. his presence was unexpected, but he stands before her from the window. “ lord muzan. ” she greets, voice low against the floor.

moonlight shines through , revealing the king of the night . . . “   daki,  ” name falls from his lips as sliding door closes. the immediate reaction , crimson hues watch as her forehead meets the floor. uncrossing his legs , he stands & makes his way over to her , right knee drops --- finger lifts her chin upward to meet his gaze. “   i need you to do something for me,   ” words chill , he takes a softer . . . sweeter approach. manipulating her into his favor, though doma had created the pair . . . without his consent , they've proven to be of use. continuing this little act of kindness : muzan wishes to fuel her desire to serve him and to eliminate any obstacles . . . big or small.

“   someone is going around taking out demons in this district,   ” they've brought in a hashira . . . hindering their business , while also avoiding one another to stay within the shadows and allowing the siblings to go unnoticed “   find them and eliminate the hashira before they can do anything.  ”

[ DODGE ]: sender tackles the receiver out of the way of an attack. (From indigo to Sanji)

in the midst of everything , carrying out a snack for nami , robin , and indigo : serving platter falls from his hand as she tackles him out of the way. attack on the sunny , luffy jumps in and send the cannon flying. he lays on his back, arm wrapped around the other “   are you okay indigo-san ?  ” certain that she was free from harm . . . he was upset. the food that laid waste on the floor . . . one that should be devoured until there was nothing left --- features change as he helped her up.

“   luffy ! what direction did it come from ?   ” rushing towards the railing . . . spotting the ship , not so far : he intends on showing them what happens when you waste food especially when it's for ladies.

"all you can do is have an advantage, and this is mine. it’s all i have." /kanao or genya?

as if to imitate her sisters smile , kanao watched as crafted tools hold down the demon. swift , she beheads the demon : turning to dust , she sheathes her sword. while he lacked the power to outright attack , kanao found his way of fighting interesting. digit plucks at wire “   sanataka - san,   ” before hands are pressed together “   do you have any to spare?  ” an idea rolls around in her head . . . she doesn't judge nor does she think much on the fact that he differs from the rest. kanao floats right through , flipping a coin at times when she couldn't decide on what to do.

tend.  for your muse to help tend to my muse’s injuries. … ichigo?

he sprung forward , as if to wake from a nightmare but he ends up howling in pain. “   OOW -- OOOOWWW ! my sides !  ” looking down only to find his body covered in bandages and old ones discarded to the side , covered with his blood. looking around , ichigo spots a sleeping frame to the side : if he remembered correctly , her name was utahime. did she ? she must have . . . inoue wasn't around or she would have healed him.

steady , his breathing returns to normal as he lays back . . . trying to recall his opponents so far. he needed to find out who they were and urahara was the only one who could find out when all he had was memories. they weren't like anything he's seen before . . .