#★ — 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙙 & 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 & 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙. ( answered )

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when killian doesnt accept getting called kippy

You will need to persuade him...........

[incandescentia]

obligatory 'placing a cucumber next to luna when she isn't looking' ask!

This is a cat bullying!!! Cease this at once—

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“You’re kinda hot” ( tsuyuko! >:) )

“What? Just ‘kinda’? Really…” Lithe arms defensively cross beneath the ample bosom, exhaling out her own sigh of disapproval. Her expression is that of a childish pout, 'til it's quickly replaced with a much more mischievous one in merely little seconds after.

“I never settle with just ‘kinda’, Spencer-tan. You gotta make it up by calling me ‘very hot’, and I might consider giving you a treat. ♡” As lips pull into a devilish catlike simper, a forefinger with dark-coated nail lightly tips at the undead's nose; an impish tease.

↳ @lichthey | send "you're kinda hot" for my muse's reaction. ( accepting...? )

[incandescentia]

👀 + how does human flesh taste? For sion

“…” now that’s an unusual question — coming from a human too, out of all people. “I assume you dared to question me that on the very first place because you wish to know about my honest thoughts… very well.” He only needs to be as eloquent as he can be with his answers, but doesn’t hold back from truly saying his thoughts, right? It’ll be slightly challenging, yet still doable regardless.

“If you put a piece of a human next to of a pork, beef, and a random game meat and let me sample it without knowing which one is which, I wouldn’t be able to tell simply from the taste alone.” Implying that he cares less about the actual taste, but there’s something more to it. “But the mana or life force you get from a human’s flesh is different because it’s particularly more bountiful. There’s even more plenty if you consume the brain — likely because they believe it’s where thoughts and emotions are stored...” His sentence briefly trails off until he tops it off with a conclusion, “...yes, the brain is indeed the most satisfying part to me, taste wise.”

@caemthe | 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 “👀 + 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲. ( accepting )

[incandescentia]

I love love love the characters you've created and the work you've put into them. All of them are just so much fun to watch and interact with whenever we have the chance to write together. Plus I'm a huge sucker for some of them. Honestly, I can't praise you enough times for everything you've done to flesh your characters out and let them blossom into something truly extraordinary. Not to mention you're cool as hell to talk to ooc!!! I'm really happy we met, and I look forward to anything we do in the future.

Andre, you have to be specific when you say "some of them" or else-- /j Anyway, likewise, you're very chill too, greatly proactive in interacting with others, and I admire your dedication in fleshing out Django as well while slowly diverging him away from the franchise (which I still don't really know much about 😭). His interactions with Tsuyuko so far has been fun with an unique dynamic outside shipping that I never explored before, and I'm looking forward for potential interactions with my other muses! & once again, I have to apologize for being an awfully sporadic replier on Discord--

@puckish-rogue | 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲. ( always accepting!! )

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Happy birthday, Killian. Kimi's brought you a single, black coffee, and a baggy of melomakarona (she already ate one).

What a thoughtful young lady. Even if they haven’t been hanging out with each other lately, she’s gotten her gifts quite on point with his tastes. Melomakarona is a part of his childhood experience he has been longing to re-experience again, and Kimi has certainly granted his wish on that part. Noticing the loose seal of the bag that contains his gift as a hint of her offhanded, casual mischief, he couldn’t help voicing out his suspicions, “Hm, did you just…”

Not that it matters, if in the end, he’d just decide to share. “…Well. I was intending to share, anyway,” he graciously declares — a simper contouring his expression, hands full with her birthday gifts; warm cup of black coffee in the left, a bag of his sweets on the right. “Thanks for the coffee too, I definitely needed it. Let’s find a better place to talk and catch up with our ventures these days.”

↳ @kirakiras | #KILLIANDAY2K24

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"Ya look more annoyed than usual. Anythin I can help with? " Cowboy chimes from beside companion, brow raised from underneath hat. Arms reach out , fingers beckoning as they expectantly wait. "C'mere. I bet a hug will cheer ya right up." @ Killian, pls don't acknowledge the fact Trevor's heart is beating a million miles a minute w/ your supersonic hearing

“Huh?” Unaware that he’s made his disposition obvious on the outside, his dark brown eyes flutter in slight confusion. Indeed, Trevor is not wrong — he’s been somewhat feeling under the weather. A mix between bad weather, homesickness, and general disgruntlement out of pressure from his job gets into him lately. Though he’d mask it with his usual cool detachment directed to just about everyone, it proves to be more difficult for him to conceal his personal sentiment from someone who’s more attuned to others’ emotions. He recognizes that Trevor is namely one of them, especially with how jovial and good-natured he is towards others.

“A… hug?” An odd offer, but knowing Trevor, it is positively a genuine act of kindness. Brushing off his initial hesitation, Killian would then eventually find himself wrapped within the warmth that radiates from the youth’s hearty clinching hug. While he was initially a little caught off guard from the gesture, the surprise gradually develops into a sense of comfort he’s been longing to experience. Tense muscles slowly relaxing, allowing the warmth to bring out the sentimental feeling of a familial love into the open.

This is... what he has been wanting for.

“You feel warm… and nice,” the comfort compels him to blurt out whatever comes to his mind. Even if his ears could catch the sound of a heart beating ( that is not his’ ) so quick, he decides to not pay any mind into it and indulge himself within the nostalgic warmth that he has always been yearning to receive. “Thank you, Trevor.”

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it's a small bouquet of white lilies & forget me nots, with a small note; "don't get into too much trouble. happy birthday." there's no name, but it's signed to tsuyuko.

“!!!!!”

It’s not everyday that she receives a beautiful and intricately arranged bouquet of flowers like this! Well, she has her admirers who’d insist on giving her flowers as a gesture of affection for sure — but as a birthday gift? That’s rather sweet. She doesn’t see that happening every year!

“Spencer-taaaan, thank you for the flowers! Hit me up if you need anything next time, kay ♡” Reading the written message that comes with it raised an amused smile that crosses from ear to ear. There is no guarantee that she’ll be bound to always behave well, but she does appreciate the effort given.

@lichthey | tsuyu's XXXth birthday

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Since it was Tsuyuko’s birthday, he knew he had to do something special. Although he wasn’t great at picking out gifts, he already knew what he was going to give her— it had been an easy decision, after all. As they sat on the couch of his apartment, he gave her a playful smirk and took his shirt off, grabbing both of her hands and placing them on his chest, golden eyes gazing into hers. “It’s your birthday, so ya can do anything you want to me. Anything. Today, your wish is my command, Tsu. Just say the word.”

As palms made contact with the tanned skin of his tattooed bosom, she could sense and listen to his gentle heartbeats as well as feeling the familiar warmth that radiates through Kai’s body. His proposition to celebrate her birthday was quite clear from the very start, and she knew very well where this offer could lead to. “Hmmm,” tilting her head to the side, she acted as if she was pondering over something. “Anything, you say?”

The corners of her mouth were then pulling itself into a cheeky smile, followed by her movement afterwards — she clung close to Kai by putting her weight on top of him, pulling him into an embrace. Clothed ample flesh pressed themselves tightly against his naked chest, their faces only centimeters away from one another. Without any intention of pulling him into a kiss ( ...yet ), she would instead nuzzle into the crook of neck to make herself comfortable. A very much needy move, almost like an affectionate feline in human form.

“Mind if we stay like this for a bit? You feel so warm, Kai-chan. I like it.” Needless to say, the vixen had been feeling rather touchy for this special day. “We still have a lot of time for the day. I also want to spoil myself with pizzas. And birthday cakes.” Suggesting that they should save some time to get those indulgent treats delivered to his doorstep for later.  

“…And with you, of course.”

After ending her sentence with a tender peck to his lips ( with a clear image of what they’d soon be doing as the pinnacle of today’s celebration ), she would return to make herself comfortable once more within his arms, giddy and excitable as she thought of their agenda for the rest of the day. “Aaaah! I can’t wait.”

@gloryundimmed | tsuyu's XXXth birthday

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[ ESCORT ] receiver notices the sender is starting to get sleepy so they pick them up to carry them to bed. ( masa @ mego )

“…Oi, Mego?”

When his voice finally registered into her response, Megohime fluttered her eyes awake from her light doze. She was seated next to him, several scrolls scatter on the nearby floor with one still half-opened upon her lap. Last time she remembered before dozing off, they spent their time together for nearly the whole day within this room; accompanied by various books of different sources and languages, scrolls filled with knowledge pertaining to war strategems, collection of poetries as well as letters they had collected throughout the years.

He mentioned that an important campaign was coming in a week ahead, and wanted to spend his time away from others — save for his wife — in order to focus on devising a proper strategy. Rather of inviting her, his right eye Kojuro seemed like he’d be a more proper companion for such purpose, but he insisted on having her attend him by his side, for some reason ( she figured that he simply wanted to make the best out of their time together — nothing more, nothing less ).

“Masamune-sama,” unable to shake off the late-night drowsiness, she released out a yawn in between her sentence, “I’m sorry… ah—” hand languidly motioned up to rub her half-lidded eye, “what were you saying… again?”

Instead of a spoken answer, she would then find him scooping her up within his arms into a bridal carry. “M-Masamune-sama!” Red tint of blush sweeped across her cheeks in a mix of embarrassment and surprise, yet her body didn’t visibly protest at all. “What?” that was his response — short, nonchalant and casual, followed by a quick movement of a foot to slide open the shoji door to their reading chamber without taking his hands off of her. “You’ve been dozing off more than once since earlier. Get some sleep, would you? I’m taking you to our room so you can rest for today.”

So… he did notice it all along. For some reason, it made her silly little longing heart aflutter in happiness... even just for a moment.

“B-but…!” Flustered and stuttering, she was at loss of response. It was indeed, already late, and it would be unlikely for people to see them walking down the hallways like this. She couldn’t shake off the embarrassment, however, as the romantic gesture came off very much unprecedented on her end. “Aaaaah—” Warmth spread so quickly across skin as Megohime buried her face into open palms. The last thing she could hear before walking away to their shared bedroom was his low amused chuckle, followed by a compliment that further made her curl in a blushing mess.

“Heh… You’re always so cute when you’re being like this, Mego.”

@guhamun ( masamune ) | SOFT ACTION PROMPTS. ( accepting )

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"What? You telling me you've never had a thing for bad boys?" Also for Tsu because I couldn’t resist

“Hm? Did I ever say that?”

Twirling strands of her hair with an index finger, she offers Kai a side-eyed look from her side of the couch. Clad in her oversized casual sweatshirt, her legs lift and shift into a cross-legged position to further relax her stance — unguarded. No need to be so guarded all the time with a man she’s slept with for almost seven days a week, no? “I mean, bad boys are nice and all.” In her experience, their unrestrained nature offers her a certain brand of adrenaline rush she tends to seek. Not all of them know how to treat a woman right, but once they do, they know exactly what they’re doing.

“But… there’s something tempting about making good boys bend to your will too.” Speaking from experience, lust is a particularly powerful asset to weaponize. “You know what I mean, right? Anyway, that said…”

A playful pinch on the tip of his nose, and a girlish giggle would then burst from her. “I also have a thing for you, you know.” Bad boys, good boys — that matters little if she can genuinely enjoy a good companionship. “You cutie.”

@gloryundimmed ( kai ) | flirting sentences vol. 2 ( accepting )

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[ brush ] for tsuyu ❤️

There’s nothing more comforting than having a gentle hand softly caressing the lustrous strands of her hair while the other grooms her crown with a brush to keep the glowing sheen among the dark tresses. Eyes close in between the relaxed state, while a pleasured purr escapes her throat. “You are good with your hands, Vero-chan,” oh, how she could offer such praise ( that could be interpreted in a completely different way ) so nonchalantly! If the other is used to her companion, then that’s simply a typical normal encounter with Tsuyuko. No need to fret so much over it.

“Hmm… I’m feeling sleepy.” She makes a loud and audible yawn as her arms stretch upwards. Quick to act, she then would lay down her head upon the space available on her lap — intending to make it as her makeshift pillow. “…You can continue,” she coos as she puts one side of her head comfortably on Veronika’s thighs, reminiscent of a rather oversized housecat. “I’m going to have my beauty nap for a bit, ‘kay? You’re so soft… by the way.” Again, she voices out that compliment so casually, one has to wonder how she manages to do it without the slightest tinge of hesitation or embarrassment.

And only in mere seconds, she’s already nodded off into her siesta of the day,

@wintryrevaerie | things done with hair prompts ( accepting )

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' killian-san, do you want to go out trick-or-treating with me? ' he's already dressed up in costume, lifting an empty pail. ' it should be okay if we say you're my guardian... and i bet everyone would think that you look really cool. plus, there's this nice old lady who gives out stuff like strudels and mini apple pies for halloween, ' it might have been luxurious, but that's just how things were like in azumano! ' ... i'm sure there might be some kind of brand new candy or two that you can try and like! we can even share some as we walk! '

Trick or treat… How long it has been since he participated in such festivities? Halloween, or in his more familiar term — All Hallow’s Eve. While it was all fun and lighthearted when he was a child as he received sweets while dressing up as a knight ( he’d rather be a gallant-looking figure than a demon or an apparition! ), it feels like he has long outgrown such occasions that he deems as childish. Unlike Daisuke, who has donned himself in a proper costume befitting All Hallow’s Eve, he has nothing to prepare for him at the moment. To others, he probably looks like he’s already wearing an attire that can pass as something unusual or otherworldly, likely due to his striking equine-like physical features.

“Trick or treating, huh…” contemplating to himself briefly, he then continues, “Do you think it’s fine for me not to wear any costumes, Daisuke?” he questions, wanting to reaffirm his own thoughts whether to change or not to change. It feels like a lot of hassle to do the former. “I mean, to you, I already look unusual enough to blend in with people in, right?”

He gives the crowd of festivities a glance, noticing that most of them are young children or teenagers frolicking among themselves. Feeling somewhat nostalgic, his expression soon blooms into a small simper.

“Well, regardless,” with his arms crossed, his simper then burgeons into a gentler smile towards the boy. “I’ll join you.” Suffice to say, nostalgia is the driving force behind his current decision. “Apple pies would be nice.” Candies as well — he doesn’t need to say that part out loud.

@dnangelic

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Kai and Tsuyuko for the kid thing?? They would be a MENACE

Name: Naomi van Doren ( 七緒美; meaning "seven", "string", "beauty" )

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Jet black hair that appears wavy and silky with small hints of burgundy, striking golden eyes like their parents. Cat-like.

Personality: Extroverted trickster, unpredictable (to somewhat cruel extent?), has a somewhat macabre sense of humor, but is actually well-mannered and soft spoken in ladylike manner. Think of Wednesday Addams, but if she's like ^_^ all the time.

Special Talents: Ventriloquism ( ...don't ask why ), particularly sharp memories, being a good actress, and possibly other innate physical capabilities associated with her yokai lineage.

Who they like better: Kai, because apparently she finds her image clashes with Tsuyuko too much.

Who they take after more: Appearance wise, it turns out her parents are already somewhat similar to each other so in my opinion it's a good 50/50 split between the two.

Personal Head canon: Unlike her mother and father, she has no interest into becoming a professional assassin. She's more interested in becoming a spy or a backer who works behind the scene as a particularly credible informant, since she's actually very observant and has a strong attention to little details -- which makes her extra dangerous if she's stalking someone to extract information because she develops a good amount of stealth technique thanks to her mom.

Face Claim: Yomi - Zekkyou Gakkyu

@gloryundimmed | 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐝 ( accepting! )

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❝Oi, Mego, I’m going to be heading out soon to deal with an annoyance near the border. It shouldn’t take too long since it’s just some guys thinkin’ they can move in on my turf, but I didn’t want to start preparing until I let you know.❞ He would naturally come back victorious, but Masamune knew that Megohime still worried all the same. This wouldn’t be a problem if he didn’t have a tendency to get hotheaded, pride elevating to the point where trying to reason with him could potentially be difficult. Alas, such was merely how Masamune was, although he did at least attempt to reel in his more bad habits, if only for the sake of those who cared about him. ❝Heh, have a victory feast waiting for when we come back, yeah?❞

Another campaign?

For some reason to her, it seemed like the universe really went through with so many ways to keep them apart — right after he just returned last week from his previous campaign against a rival daimyo. While he did return victorious, safe && unharmed, overestimating his own abilities was one of his flaws that she knew too well. In his abilities she did trust, but she was well aware that one’s hubris could also become one’s downfall, especially when thinking or making decisions rashly. She may not be a renowned military strategist or adviser… but even a lady should know when to or when not to stick in her nose into another matter that she wasn’t well-versed in.

“You’re leaving again?” she replied, azure hues averted their gaze downwards pensively. Megohime took her sweet time to think up another witty reply to say out loud. First, an audible sighed huff to express a subtle frustration. Then, “…But no matter what I have to say in this, I don’t think I can’t stop you from going, right?” He was always as stubborn as a stallion when he already made his decision — she also knew that very well.

“Oookay, victory feast for you, Oshu’s No. 1, I’ll be sure to prepare it then, and…” She noticed that his single eye was focusing on her, making her a little wary of when she should execute her next move ( as she thought it’d be a little embarrassing, coming from her ) && yet… should a wife be ashamed of showing a little bit of affection towards her husband? No… right?

Megohime then wrapped her arms to hold him on his waist — clinging real close, burying her face right on his chest so he wouldn’t have to witness the prominent deep reddish tint flushing her warm cheeks. Her voice was almost muffled, but of course he already knew her obvious message. “P-promise to return safely for me, okay?”

Kuu, that was embarrassing.......

@guhamun

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"Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back." From Kai to Tsuyuko!

“Why are you even asking me that?”

Mischievous smile sweeps across her face, her movements frisky — alluring even, as she circles slowly with her light && soundless steps around him, as if she’s assessing his next move. “I thought you’d never actually asked,” she cooed, then quickly moved with one big step ( quick, feline-like — resembling a graceful huntress ), dangerously hovering close to his face.

“Do you really want it?” Her lips visibly glisten beneath the dim lighting, eyelashes flutter coquettishly — gestures done to incite a certain reaction that she has been trying to ignite aflame. “I’ve been offering it for you free of charge, you really don’t need to return anything, you know…”

@gloryundimmed | 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ( accepting )