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[blossomingbellflower]

Kikyou could not help but smile, dark hues a molten brown as they gazed at him affectionately. She was not one to stare needlessly or at anyone for a particular length of time..but he was special.

Not to mention, things were different. Kikyou could permit herself to freely love and be loved without the burden of [much] duties and responsibilities like her former life.

Why couldn't she admire and love her beloved quietly? Was it such a crime?"

Her heart was full and the scars on her soul were healing. And it was thanks to her dearest..Sesshomaru.

@fangsofdestruction

[hellishparadiseforthelost]

@pcrdiseseekers: ( luci be like 'steal my girl and i will hurt you' )

"Oh? How scary.~ I best be careful then."

[fenikkusunohisana]

🌸 A soft hum reverberated in the depths of her throat as slender fingers hooked into the sliding door. With many asleep and seeing how sleep escaped her, now was the perfect time for a walk in the gardens. Those who were to remain unaware of her presence, should be gone for the day or in their quarters.

Only those elected by Byakuya himself, were permitted to tread within the inner courtyard and ultimately near their bed chambers.

"Hmm.. the air so sweet..and the breeze refreshing". Her dear husband, it seemed, was late tonight. It was nothing to be alarmed about--as it did occasionally happen.

[babysitterjaken]

@tanteichi​

🐸 “You will show Lord Sesshomaru  respect! How dare you display such insolence?!”

[etherealferocity]

@fluffyinupapa​

🌙 “Do my eyes deceive me? Unlikely. There should not be a tear in the dimensions..and yet, here you are. How might that be, my dearest husband?”

[perditus]

|| starter for @healingwords -- Amane ||

" Look what I found~"

A hint of smugness with a faint trace of audacity coats his words as he leans against the windowsill, arm outstretched in front of him. Held precariously in the air by his hands was a small paper brown bag, a fast food logo clearly printed across the front. After a second or two he suddenly flings it forward, a single red feather darting from his back to help guide it to the nearest table.

" I just found it floatin' around while I was flyin' around and y'know you look like you need some food so you should take it-"

[skipppppy]

I think she’d respect his methodology

[solidwater05]

Pros of hyperfixiation:

Happy!

Art ideas

Life is good

Cons of hyperfixiation:

I am going to blow up

All my art is of the same guy

If I don't think about this 24/7 I get violent

[tierras]

in los angeles, the historically Black community of altadena has been decimated by the ongoing eaton fire.

afropunk has created a spreadsheet of gofundmes of displaced Black individuals and families affected by the current los angeles fires. the list is constantly being updated.

please donate what you can and share widely.

[sleepyminty]

Timebomb-Jayvik dynamic is so funny bc we have:

Begrudgingly acknowledge each other despite that one time Ekko haggle the fuck out Jayce and Jayce accidentally polluted the underground

Two strikes and they started throwing slurs at each other

[blossomingbellflower]

Kikyou pausing her hunt for revenge just to watch the free entertainment between MQ, PM and poor XL apparently. Was she chuckling behind her fan? Yes. As Gods can find amusement in humanity, it seems the reverse can also be said.

[hellishparadiseforthelost]

“Did you miss me, Brunnhilde?” // from @tenth-god, who apparently feels like being cheeky

Unprompted ask|| @tenth-god

🗡️ "Were you gone? Huh. Sorry, I was too busy trying to keep things from delving into too much chaos.", she retorted, just as cheekily. before grinning widely at the appearance of the Greek God.

Yes..even though she did throw the heavens into a delicious frenzy with the suggestion of Ragnarok, only a certain level of chaos was permitted. Her words were in nature, ironic but also truthful.

"Welll, I suppose one could say I did miss my conspirator.", she teased again. "Things certainly are livelier with your presence, Hermes."

[fenikkusunohisana]

Continued from here||@ninguisinferna

🌸 Perhaps there had been a better way to approach her sister..but no matter the manner, the reaction would be the same. Bewilderment. Anger. Grief. Resentment. Those were but a few of the emotions that she surmised would broil within her little sister. And with good reason. Hisana, after all, was supposed to be dead. That was what her husband had fabricated to avoid people questioning her disappearance.

However, it was more than just that. Judging by her expression and the tears in her eyes, it would seem that Byakuya had indeed told her their past--or at least what she had asked of him to say should he find her after her passing. There were certain things..Rukia did not need to know about the past and if she could help it, it would remain so. Plus, what she had instructed Byakuya to say..was not a lie. It was the truth, even if just a fraction of it.

Standing before her sister, Hisana provided a smile--one mixed with a myriad of emotion. It was also an emotional moment for herself too..as this was the first time she has laid eyes on her since she was a babe. Hisana could not believe how much she had grown..How much Rukia had blossomed into the young woman that stood before her.

"Hello Rukia...", she greeted quietly, her eyes never wavering from the other. Tears pooled at the corner of her eyes, long lashes fluttering every so often to keep them at bay.

"...This is a lot to take in..but this is no dream. If you doubt my words, then touch my hand. It is as real as the trees that decorate this garden." An outstretched hand slowly rose to hover between them. "You do not need to take it..but you will be able to feel how real this moment is."

[chic-beyond-the-wall]

More medieval dyes for y'all!