Idle Transfiguration - Blog Posts

" i won't warn you again. know your place. " sukuna + mahito

"Waaah! So scary!" The curse's face stretched in mock awe and he raised his hands halfway in a warding gesture. "You're not still holding a grudge about before are you?" Lips twisted into a sneer briefly before the expression became innocent again. Palms turned skyward, outstretched, placating- but not too far. Some lessons were learned faster than others.

"Don't be so harsh. I think what we need is a fresh start, hm? We have so much common ground, it would be such a shame to throw it all aside over a little misunderstanding."

I'm so sorry that you have to have a body

One that will hurt you, and be the subject of so much of your fear

It will betray you, be used against you, then it'll fail on you my dear

┋ᵈᵉˡⁱᵛᵉʳʸ ᕦ⊙෴⊙ᕤ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ⇢ Mahito, maybe don't mention my past indiscretions?

"Indiscretions? Is that what we're calling them?" The curse planted his hands behind his head and turns his eyes upwards at the sky as he seemed to mull this over. "Why not just own up to them, ne? People should know what you're capable of. Knowing that just gives more weight to your mercies, doesn't it? Besides, it's not like you don't already have a reputation so you might as well lean into it and build from the foundation you have. It's sturdy after all."

His eyebrows shot up as if something had just occurred to him, eyes returning to meet Getou's in an expression of at least partially genuine surprise. "Unless you feel guilty? You don't right? right?"

"Just like how water flows throughout the Earth, life simply flows."

❛ you cannot love. ❜ /For Mahito!

Mismatched eyes glittered with unmistakable malice, a jarring juxtaposition on an otherwise perfectly pleasant expression. It added a note of cruelty to the benign smile that grew in response to Yuta's accusation. "You don't think so?" Mahito asked, lower lip jutting out in a pout as he tapped his chin in mock consideration. "But you of all people should know better than to say a curse is incapable of love, isn't that right? You and your Queen." His head tipped to the side, gaze tracing over the length of the boy opposite him, sizing him up. A far cry from Junpei or Yuji. Yuta wasn't someone who could be easily manipulated or riled up. There was a steadiness to him that many lacked. And a coldness that Mahito recognized immediately. This one wasn't to be underestimated. He may be possessed of power enough to overwhelm him, but there was a shadow behind his light. Yuta Okkotsu was capable of his own brand of cruelty. No human was truly immune. But that capability wasn't what interested the curse. It was the easiest thing in the world to suss out the darkness in one's heart. But to fully grasp the gravity of love- a love that not only created one of the most powerful curses in existence but then purified it? That was worth examining. And now, thanks to the Manipulator's benevolence, Mahito could do so with relative impunity. Maybe there were some perks to being a kept thing after all. "Is it because of the fear and the hatred that created me? You believe I can't be anything more than what nature crafted?" He took a step closer to Yuta, emboldened by the bond to Suguru Getou that shielded him. Slowly, he circled as much to feed into the sorcerer's discomfort as to take him in. "Well maybe you're right. Maybe I'm doomed to exist forever as I am, rot cycling to rot. Or maybe~" He drew close enough to speak directly into Yuta's ear. "Maybe I just need someone like you to give me a little nudge. Maybe I'm just waiting for the next stage of evolution to push me into traffic and turn me into something great." He withdrew then as easily as he'd encroached, throwing up his arms in careless defeat. "But probably not right? A goldfish can only get so big in a little bowl, and even if you dump it into the river, it's still just going to be a bigger goldfish." With a heavy, theatrical sigh the curse dropped onto one of the chairs in front of an empty desk, kicking his feet up onto it and rocking back on the rear legs. "Are you pointing it out because it bothers you? Or are you just trying to hurt my feelings?"