Matoi Ryūko
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Matoi Ryūko
@kantovagabond.bsky.social
#Triggerverse | #MVRP
Post-Canon/Pre-Bounty Hunter AU
10+ years muse exp.
Novella preference.
18↑ Content: (Adult themes, language)
mattered *now*, was savoring this moment for all it is worth between them. After all they’d been through together? Truthfully, it would have been more of a surprise if it *didn’t* happen.

Still, it felt like a fever dream. .

She held him just a bit tighter, just to be sure.
February 6, 2025 at 12:54 AM
around Senketsu’s back into a proper embrace; returning his affection.

Something within her felt a sense of relief from the snap of a long awaited tension weighing on her soul, then. The rest remained. . surprisingly quiet. She knew she’d the time to contemplate later. What —
February 6, 2025 at 12:54 AM
With no room for question, or doubt, leaving her at a loss for words would have an understatement.

As if he’d set a hard reset on her brain, Ryūko was stunned for what *felt* like an eternity, but in reality, was the brief pause to close her dilated eyes, and carefully shift her hold —
February 6, 2025 at 12:54 AM
gonna say no t’ you.”

Trailed off with the grace of an archetypical cliché.
January 27, 2025 at 10:16 AM
look away from his sharp eyes even if there were room to.

“I-I’m fine! Don’t change the subject!

Is ‘fun’ to try really the only reason? I mean, I get it! It’s just… If it is, then, y-y’know… we can like, talk about it, or somethin’.

Not like I’m not —
January 27, 2025 at 10:16 AM
Not with a response like that!

Little more than the small vocations of surprise, and an increasing fluster would come from her. Geared eyes glancing between the pair of *very* inhuman hands nearly dwarfing either side of her skull, up until he’d question last. She couldn’t —
January 27, 2025 at 10:16 AM
wanted to go *that* far before.” (How do you even know about affection anyway?)

Incredulous tone, but her expression screams flustered.
December 18, 2024 at 10:15 AM
lay. In truth, she adored the feeling of his unique flesh.

Though her attention passively shifts to the view of the sky out the window, she listened to his eventual response, pleased to hear that his experience was—wait.

“H-Hang on, what d’you mean /kiss/? I don’t ever remember you sayin’ you —
December 18, 2024 at 10:15 AM
He had a point. One Ryūko concedes to with a hum of agreement. More so sharing thoughts, than holding any interest in debating logic.

After resting upon her form, she brought up her other arm from under her head, to wrap around Senketsu’s back. Running her thumb across his skin where her hand —
December 18, 2024 at 10:15 AM
*kick
December 17, 2024 at 11:46 PM
slowly, and gently, savoring the life present around them. The smooth material. The warmth within his body. . Following the moments of silence she’d allow between them, she’d’ eventually ask again.

“What’s it like? Any different than you were expecting?”
December 17, 2024 at 11:44 PM
right now. I never expected my wishes would come true, but in hindsight, I should have remembered death doesn’t really matter to what we are.”

Closing her eyes, her hand carefully slips around the back of Senketsu’s neck, then finding a home within what appeared as his vibrant hair. Fingertips —
December 17, 2024 at 11:44 PM
further actions. Ryūko reciprocates in kind, both out of mutual feelings, and to dispel visual cause of concern for her usual ruminating.

“That’s the thing about humans, though. Shouldn’t *always* get what’s wanted, all the time.

It’s different for me—for us, really. Neither of us should be here —
December 17, 2024 at 11:44 PM
“Still don’t get when I’m yanking your chain.” A grin, alongside the nudges of a faux to his side, from the leg that wasn’t being obstructed. “Sorry. I forget that time was different for us. For you it’s like yesterday, huh.”

She’d trailed off. Considering the rest of her kamui’s words, and —
December 17, 2024 at 11:44 PM
“I don’t need you to fight anymore. Let alone for my sake, or any greater purpose. But I hope you’ll stick around anyway.”

Reaching up to graze the backs a few curled fingers against rich obsidian, then opening a delicate palm to touch the side of his face.

It still felt unreal, at times.
December 17, 2024 at 9:36 AM
More so curious of exactly *what* Senketsu’s intentions were in the moment. Ryūko shifts beneath him to regain comfort, easily fixing interest in his inhuman eyes.

“I missed you too, Senketsu. More than you’d ever know.” Solemn, but sincere.

She’d long since outgrown indirection. —
December 17, 2024 at 9:36 AM
“Mn. You’re no fun, y’know that.” A half pout. Truthfully, she wasn’t exactly sure *what* she’d expected out of him then, but felt that wasn’t it.

Her subsequent staring through the ceiling’s paint was suddenly obstructed, “Ah- h-hey! You’re heavier like this-!” but there was little resistance. —
December 17, 2024 at 9:36 AM
saved me. It was a definitely bigger deal for sis, but I had my own personal stakes too.

I had to fight again. When I was near beat, the rending scissors came back the moment I needed 'em most. I thought I had heard you again. Felt your energy supportin', one more time.

*Was* that you?”
December 17, 2024 at 8:33 AM
apart from whatever was o. the television, Ryūko’s half-naked sprawl across her couch under the setting sun beaming through a window, was enough to convey her state of mind.

She didn’t want to be clingy.

But a thought would cross her mind.

"Oi oi- Sen? I'm curious now. . I graduated after you —
December 17, 2024 at 8:33 AM
I’ve migrated from a very long stint on twitter. I still vm enjoy Ryūko’s character enough to *want* to continue writing, but I haven’t seen any other klk accounts yet to start
December 11, 2024 at 4:19 AM