#.♡ ~ [ ' ᴀɴ ᴀʙᴏᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ; ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀs ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴡᴀʀ. ' ] - ✡ ᴏɴs ✡

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@predannost​​ asked: watch mika have a moment of weakness and hug his mini me. // predannost :^)

♡ ||            Anguish...

♡ ||                                                           Guilt...

♡ ||                                                                                                          Despair...

♡ || They were the things that consumed many living beings within this world, whether it was deserved or not, everyone has feelings and sometimes those feelings were enough to swallow one whole.

♡ ||                                                    Even his own father.

♡ || He had seen the way his father tormented himself. Seen the way he blamed himself for things outside of his control. Seen how he tried to prevent things from happening despite seeing the signs of the inevitable. Yet... he’d never seen him break as badly as he had now. He never truly understood the pain that his father was carrying, no matter how hard he tried, such things were simply beyond his capabilities — just as feeling empathy for those he’d never know was. Perhaps that made him a bad son? ‘How could you claim to be Mikaela’s biggest supporter when you cannot possibly fathom the guilt he still carries over the lose of a family previous?’ How could he? Didn’t that fact make him just as bad as the other vampires? Didn’t it paint him in a negative light within his father’s mind? Didn’t that make him loathe him? ‘Perhaps it would be better if you didn’t act as if you knew what suffering was like~?’

♡ || Uranian irises look upon the objects haphazardly tossed across the room, some shattered, leaving behind a mess of shards, others completely destroyed beyond repair — or recognition. Slowly, he makes his way from the doorway over to his father, choosing not to touch the other in order to allow him to rid himself of all his pent up frustrations. At least... not until he was ready, and thus why he only chose to finally speak once the older blonde’s arms were firmly wrapped around the other.

♡ || “I cannot begin to understand how you feel about those you have lost, nor can I express the appropriate amount of sympathy needed to make you feel better,” his words come forth with slight hesitation, “but that does not mean I like seeing you so broken. So I come to you with a proposition.” Finally, he wraps his arms around his father, face directed towards the other’s ear. “Allow me to carry some of the burdens you shoulder on your own, even if they are burdens that I cannot comprehend, I will make sure that you will no longer suffer on your own. Just as you have done for me, I will become both your sword and shield in order to protect you from the things that haunt you,” a clear declaration of the heart.

♡ || “So long as I am here at your side, you will no longer have to feel like you’re alone or feel as if everything is your fault, because as you always tell me, one man cannot shoulder the weight of the world upon his shoulders without feeling as if everything will come crashing down on top of him.” Perhaps it was time for Koui to step up and take hold of some of that responsibility that he’s always strived for? “I still have much to learn in the ways of maturity, but I can assure you that I will never let you down when it comes to your fears.” Because you have taught me what it means to be loved.

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♡ || Damn, he should have paid attention, dammit all hell. He had always know his father to be reckless, especially when it came down to fighting. Uranian blue irises travel the expanse of his body, searching for some type of indicator of injury. And that’s when he finally saw it, the very same crimson color his hands were always stained in. He never worried about himself, not once, even after all of these years. It was only a matter of time until the wound healed, but he knew how Mikaela was, he’d rather suffer than give in to basic vampiric needs. “Hey, you need to look out for yourself, stop charging into battle so recklessly!” Especially since he’d finally gotten his wish of traveling alongside his father.

@promiscxous​ ♥’d for a small starter.

( ouch… damnit, i overdid it….. ) His beloved father would be hunched slightly over, gripping his arm to put pressure on his wound. Crimson slowly crept around his hand, hinting at the gash beneath his certainly dirtied glove. Perhaps he had been reckless again, the one thing he’s often known for. ( it shouldn’t take too long to heal, but… ugh, i don’t want to drink blood if i don’t have to.. ) Regeneration wasn’t something he had come to take advantage of, but to sustain it…no, giving into the very vilest of his existence didn’t seem worth it. “…Shake it off, Mikaela, you’ll be fine,” comes a mutter under his breath.

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@etherux​​ asked:  ' So ... kitten ? ' You can see her moving her hand like a paw. Nothing to see here.

♡ || Sapphire irises wide with surprise, attention drawn away from the novel he held in his hands and instead now directed towards the woman of sakura blossom hair. Oh, how it had been so long since he hear that nickname. How he used to get so happy hearing it called out across the room or carried by the gentle winds outside. Even now... it still gave him butterflies. Ah, but the name didn’t hold the same meaning anymore now, and that was because the person calling it out wasn’t the person who bestowed such a name upon him. Hands are slow to close the novel, placing down ‘pon table he was sitting on.

♡ || “I think you’re the kitten around here.” Surprised expression is quick to change into a playful smile, left arm crossing over his chest while the right takes a position underneath his chin. He had to admit, seeing her do such a thing was very cute in his opinion. Perhaps he could find her something to wear on her head that could represent a cat? Ah, now wasn’t the time for that. “You look very cute doing that, just like a real cat, except I don’t think a real cat is quite as beautiful as you are.”

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♡ || Well, he’s rather pleased to see that everyone is finally acknowledging his dad’s magnificence. Took you all long enough.

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♡ || He may or may not have forgotten that the girl he used to be infatuated with called him ‘Kitten’ as a nickname.

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@anomieheld​​​​ asked: "Ah! Koui, here you are~." Elyon noticed the other a bit after arriving. Fishing in her pocket she pulled a little less than ten pictures out of it. "It's pictures of your father back when he was a kid." She had salvaged them from their old house. Of course she never told Mika she had old pictures of him.

♡ || He’d been sitting here for a while waiting for his aunt to arrive, right leg crossed over the left one, and hands placed gently upon his lap — seeming as if he were sleeping due to his eyes being closed. In truth, he may had nodded off for a few moments... After all, coming all this way wasn’t easy for someone like him, especially when he didn’t have much stamina to begin with. Regardless... he still always made sure to meet with the older blonde whenever she had to the time to see him. His eyes somewhat open when he hears her voice call out to him, causing hands to rub at them in attempt relieve himself of the drowsy sensation that lingered, pushing himself forward from the large piece of rubble he placed himself on so he was now standing in front of her.

♡ || “You really found them?” His voice makes it clear that he had been sleeping, especially since he was holding back a yawn, but it doesn’t stop him from reaching out and taking the photos from her hands. Sapphire irises looking them over slowly as a smile began to form on his face. “Dad doesn’t look too different from his childhood, minus the fact that he’s older and much more mature looking now. It’s somewhat saddening that he doesn’t really smile anymore...” Honestly, while he had seen Mikaela smile before, he couldn’t actively remember the last time he had done so. This war had taken it’s toll on so many once happy people. “Thank you for showing these to me, auntie. It helps me to know that dad was able to smile because of someone.” Perhaps... Perhaps one day he could smile again? Just like he had before.

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@etherux​​

♡ || That’s right, his dad is a total snack and since it runs in the family, that means his brothers are attractive too — can’t forget his sisters. So with that said and acknowledged, he will happily accept all the cuddles.

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@etherux​​​

♡ || Okay, you’ve reassured him. He won’t worry. Instead he’ll spend his time cuddling his girlfriend and giving her all of his attention.

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@anomieheld​

♡ || “I imagine that he was still pretty even when he was a child?” He’s a little jealous that she was able to see his dad in such an innocent state. Taking a moment to look around, he leans in closer and whispers into her ear, “You wouldn’t have any pictures, would you?”

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@etherux​​

♡ || It’s okay, he forgives her. Just don’t go falling for his dad because he will end up very self-conscious about it after a while.