|| wonders if I should move my fate oc here for the love of the game 🤔 Zander gonna rat him out to Akiha though so idk 🗿
The dim glow of the environment finally settled over him like a grudging welcome. Ashwatthama rolled his shoulders, the faint pop of his joints echoing off of the artificial room that seemed to drink the sound. His amber eyes—sharp, and attentive—swept the space once more, lips curling into –
« arrival... Rewriting the area into an small island with white petals blowing in the air... It's reminiscent to the ending of a certain Lostbelt, what with the twilit sky. "How is the lighting?"
"Affectionate—?!" he roared, voice cracking like breaking thunder, shoulders squared in furious denial. "Don't screw with me, damn it! Who the hell said anything like that?!" Yet his golden eyes flickered—betrayed by a split-second of something raw and unguarded—before he jammed both hands deep –
< be my future summertime pretty man to objectify!" Turning around. Odds are she has a passage into the studio around this hall. "We'll go to my place, then, I'll prop up a beach in my own simulator. It's a special, secret-ish project, after all."
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"Ashwatthama. Pleasure's mine, Ibaraki." His voice rolled out low and gravel-rough, the promise of carnage already simmering beneath it. "We'll tear shit up together yet." No jokes about height. No jeers. Just the honest vow of one destruction-favoring soul to another.
(A cross of their arms. Was he calling them short?! Preposterous.) hmm. very well, demi-god. i am ibaraki, the king of mount ōe! let us wreak havoc upon these humans!
"Demi-god, if I'm keepin' it a grip. Any how, if you feel the need to sit on my shoulder and we fuck shit up, that's up to you."
hmmm. (She sniffs the air.) a god? i suppose you seem favorable enough. master actually managed to pick a good one besides me!
Yeah, right now. Good working with you, Caster, let's raise some hell together.
... Right now?
"Hah! The thought of that bastard Duryodhana stuffed into some frilly dress almost makes me cackle like a mad dog… but fuck that. I'd rather burn the whole damn world than let anyone else steal your gaze, you little devil." He spoke in a gesturing tone. Possessive much? Maybe. Either way, he –
« heating."
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"Human? Hell, far from it. Doesn't matter if it gets me far or not. I'm just here for a good time."
fuwahahaha!! go on and praise me more, human! it will get you far!
"Model?" Ashwatthama scratched the back of his head, brows furrowed, gem on his forehead glinting as he sized up the request. Chest already half-bared as always, he huffed. "Tch, alright. I swore I'd lend my you my assistance, no matter the farce. So where do I stand, huh?"
"Yes, actually. It's about your chest." That was a bit sudden, but... "I'm planning on hosting this summer's event. I plan on distributing some Craft Essences and... You're perfect as a model for the male swimsuit!"
"Me?" His index finger jabbed toward his own chest. A short, harsh silence—then a bark of laughter. "How the hell is a cursed piece of shit like me—forever denied even the mercy of death—supposed to be 'perfect' for your goddamn plan?" Archer wasn't annoyed, but he was rather curious.
"Yes, actually." Because it's going to be The Year of BB. She has to make things special, extra careful, yet. "You wouldn't understand why I'm so passionate about this-, but, if that's the case! ... Actually, I think you're perfect for my plan."
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」 ㅤ ㅤ
You ain't told him you got the oni girl as a servant either. People are in for a heap of trouble now.
Oh, Ash made it over here. [Watching the screaming match between him and Ibaraki.]
"You got a damn good pair of lungs on you, oni. Screamin' like that, guts shakin' the whole damn battlefield—hell yeah, I dig it! That raw roar's got more fire than half the cowards I've crushed."
AAAAAAAAA
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ེ ┊ 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢.❜ ⠀ ┈── ❨ Oda Nobunaga ❩ ࿐࿔ 𝓐 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲. ⠀⠀↻—♡ ⠀ ⠀