(open) 気まぐれにハマらせたいだけ？

[osake]

Who ⬤ shuten-douji & you
What ⬤ catch-all; closed and open prompts
When ⬤ march—april
Where ⬤ various
Content Warnings ⬤ sexy prompts, drug use, blood and shuten*, always drunk, flirting and talking about eating people.

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SUBSTORIES / MINI-EVENT / EVENT

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Comments

[osake]

[ a third sigh, as frequent as punctuation, expels the last bits of frustration that rarely builds in her. at least the other oni is stabilizing enough to speak something resembling words. the hair in shuten's hand falls loose in a great cascade of ember-spark yellow as her grip slackens, palm dropping to ibaraki's bare shoulder — then away completely.

fourth sigh, the heaviest of all, as she shrugs. ]

Only because he's sentimental. But just look at you, Ibaraki. You're looking awfully pathetic.

[ hope ibaraki wasn't looking for words of comfort from her dear partner ...... at least she's in some parts still talking at her to rouse her consciousness, to keep her here. ]

[bananaoni]

Fo'ol... [More gasping as she slowly attempts to sit, legs splayed wide, hands on knees and her leaning forward. A bit better...]

...'m sorry Shut'n for causin'... you- causin' you problems.

[She frowned, breath and breath out. Breath in and out... deep... deep... focus and breath deeply. It hurt, each breath hurt, but it was pain she'd been accustomed to. It was pain she didn't want to feel again, but has. Ibaraki shudders, thoughts swimming still.]

He can't though, 'cause I gotta punish him still. [A shudder and another short, dry heave. Her head swam and reason came and went, but it was coming.]

...Somethin's off with Tora.

[osake]

[ well, she's really prepared to let ibaraki have it then, another sigh and more serrating chiding on the tip of her poison-sweet tongue ... when the other oni says that. ]

... "Something"? What do you mean by that?

[bananaoni]

Couldn't scratch 'im... like he didn't have skin.

[Frowns and squints at her nails.] Even tried attackin' inside...- inside of- him. Nothing.

[The room spun a little and her squinting turned into blinks. Right, she was still in the lair.]

...'e didn't have any man parts... nothing-nothing down there. Hm... somethin's wrong with Tora.

[osake]

...

[ ....... did she miss something here?

that — snaps shuten out of her bad mood in one fell moment, if only for the sheer absurdity of hearing it. ]

Did you hit your head that hard, dear? You're not making any sense.

[bananaoni]

[Absolutely missed a lot! But Iba's head is kind of... confused at the moment, she doesn't know up from down right now!]

Mm... he didn't 'ave a peen... or hanging things. [She scrunches up her face.] Body's 'ard as iron....

[She trails off to take in another, long breath of air- and sort of sways backwards a little.]

[osake]

Guess that explains a couple things.

[ does it?

she rises, then, leaving ibaraki to topple one way or another as she moves to open a window. ]

But it doesn't explain why you thought you could take him right now.

[bananaoni]

[If Shuten says it explains things then it does!]

...'Cause he made me angry.

[She huffed, catching herself as she leans back, before scootching a little against a wall to help keep her body upright.]

Not even a greeting.... mm, he needs to punished!

[osake]

Ibaraki.

[ the confusion of the moment is forgotten, tossed into the wind like the gust from their apartment stole it away, leaving shuten's tone — severe, cutting once again. ]

If Toraguma decided to splatter you across the pavement, you'd deserve it, you know.

[bananaoni]

Eh!?

[She looks a little... hurt? It makes it worse that she knows Shuten isn't wrong. But Ibaraki still believed herself to be in the right. She's stubborn like that and believed full heartedly that the best way to kick Toraguma out of his funk, was by brute force.

That's what she's always been told and taught, after all.]

Shuten... tch, the only that needs to splattered is that blue fool!

[osake]

[ oni deal with obstacles a certain way: by tearing, by beating, by rending, by brute force. it's never been more apparent that they certainly do all belong in the same clan than right now: the umpteenth sigh to escape shuten is the gentle signal that she's prepared to end this chain of violence by knocking ibaraki out and forcing her to sleep on her feelings.

she is — she approaches ibaraki again.

ibaraki out of her indignation, toraguma out of his frustration, and shuten out of her annoyance, all brandish their fists and claws.

instead, she decides to bite elsewhere. ]

Why? The dead have no right to rule over the living, Ibaraki.

[bananaoni]

[How else is she supposed to react outside of indignation and being put off? To put the icing and cherry on top it off she's supposed to just-

ugh... her head hurts still.]

Umu- that doesn't stop the living from letting them rule.

[It was more of a grumble as her own consciousness faded out for a moment.]

[osake]

And yet Toraguma just proved to you that you don't have the power to do that.

[ it's a wonder she's even arguing with her partner like this; they've been together for years — years of ibaraki's fire burning fearsome, stubborn, and near unstoppable without the convincing of violence to stop her. ]

We rule over his heart, even to this day. That's enough for now.

[ not a question, or an invitation for discussion, shuten's voice remains clipped. the final thing she'll say on this while ibaraki is recovering.

it's about time to use the sheer power that wins them all over — the shuten clan, the oni on mount ooe. ]

Sleep, Ibaraki.

[ where toraguma did most of the work, shuten lands the final hit: an elbow to the back of that bright gold head. ]