#.・☾ › verse ii : main ⸻ painting a paper heart ┊ ( earthling arc ) .

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘,   𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒,   𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐍        ⸻        𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲,   𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧,   𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.        It is the first time that Kaguya has the chance to explore the flourishing vastness of this forest   ❪   whose name now escapes from the feeble grip of her mind   ❫   despite its close vicinity to the furthest districts of her current home.        The princess remembers hearing various rumors concerning the   “BEASTS”   that inhabit its depths as they were discreetly and subtly shared betwixt her father and her teachers:   it is thus not surprising that a strict traveling ban had been ultimately bestowed ‘pon her and ‘pon her endless,   unhinged curiosity.

The sudden rustling of leaves to the side lifts the hair on the back of her neck and the young woman instantaneously turns onto her heels,   hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever creature has decided to shyly approach her.        ❝   H ⸺ Hello   ?   Is someone there   ?   ❞

@wolfvirago​ .     ♡

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𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋,   𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋,   𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋   !   𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐒,   𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒,   𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒.        The i>beloved moon guides her forward,   holds her hand whenever she feels that her precarious stability is faltering and urgently compels her to allow neither fright nor disquiet to hinder her steps   ;   she is wholly uncertain on what may lay ahead,   on what is waiting for her at the end of this brief journey far from her parents’ crowded mansion,   nor is she presently capable of comprehending the weight of the   VOICES   that perpetually echo and reverberate against her ears. 

Tightly held in the embrace of her arms,   is a small bamboo basket filled to the very brim with fruity comfits and freshly picked berries and lush dishes.        Kaguya knows that this imprudent plan is one that lacks both rationale and substance,   but how else is she to face the unforgiving wrath of the   TREMENDOUS YOKAI   that dwell in the haunting shadows   ?   With the sharp edge of her elegant fan or with the ethereal beauty that the stars have bestowed ‘pon her   ?   A barely audible hum,   solely meant to soothe her fidgety ferment,   thunders against the back of her clenched throat whilst the moon child throws curious gazes towards her mysterious and lively surroundings,   hoping to catch at least a fleeting glimpse of the many creatures that are said to inhabit these woods. 

A faux cough,   the flushing of pale cheeks in the pigments of the setting sun.        ❝   Mister Okuri Inu,   I know that you reside in these woods and since I would never ever want to disturb your tranquility or force you to work at unholy hours...   In case I am ever to fall victim to the cruelty of the path beneath my feet,   PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE   accept the opulent treasures carried within this basket in lieu of my little,   insignificant life   !   ❞        A pause,   the puckering onwards of cherry-laden tiers.        ❝   OR,   you could help me to stand up again and we could have a picnic together...   I haven’t eaten konpeitō ever since I got a stomach ache because of them and I’m really craving their sweet flavor right now.   ❞

@wolvensden​ .        (｀▽´)Ψ

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✉     ⸺     ​ @wolfvirago​    𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃.     ┆     always accepting.

In the quiet of night, she had snuck into the palace, wolf form aiding her quiet steps. Robin had come only for Kaguya, and once she found her, she curled around her lithe form, snuggling up to keep her warm. Safe. A reminder she was not alone.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑,   mere hours suddenly turning into decades whilst her poor muscles ached underneath the gracious façade that she had been forced to embrace   (   SHE HAD NO REASONS TO SMILE,   and yet Kaguya was not given any alternative choice     ⸻     She smiled not for her sake,   not because it was said that happiness would ultimately chase away the sadness but because her father and his advisors had demanded so   )   .   And even now,   as she instinctively curled up into herself beneath the heavy layers of her wooly blankets,   it was tremendously arduous to forget the faces of those greedy nobles,   their callous voices,   their eagerness to see her visage and claim her as their personal possession...   A trophy to expose and flaunt in all occasions,   for she was a conquest that many dreamt of.   And thus,   whenever repose approached,   her mind would jolt in disgust for what she had experienced mere hours prior and Kaguya would find herself wide awake once more   ;   sweat wetting the back of her neck,   pale skin aglow in painful goosebumps,   fingers tightly holding onto the comfort of her blankets.

And the bamboo princess had almost given up on the night’s repose,   when a barely audible sound piqued her attention and urged her to lift her head from her pillow in order to scan her surroundings.   In the dark,   only a shapeless shadow could be perceived by her fatigued and untrained eyes     ⸻     A shapeless shadow that became larger and larger until it was then standing right beside her,   big paws gently settled ‘pon her blankets and familiar snout sniffing at her obsidian locks as if to pepper her head with kisses.   It took Kaguya no more than a brief instant to recognize her unexpected visitor and even though an exclamation of utter glee was now throbbing against the back of her throat and demanding to be let out,   she did her best in order not to accidentally awaken anyone in the crowded manor   ;   instead,   she shuffled to the side,   making enough space for the wolf so that Robin could also be comfortable.   Once the she - wolf had curled up all around her,   the mirthful princess buried herself into her warm and soft embrace,   furling her own arms around the other and childishly nuzzling her visage against silken fur. 

HAD SHE COME BECAUSE SHE KNEW WHAT HAD HAPPENED   ?   ,   Kaguya wondered to herself but dared not to disturb her beloved companion with such pointless queries.   She knew not whether Robin possessed soothing abilities never before mentioned,   but whilst the moon shone bright in the skies and continued its journey across them,   she began feeling more and more tranquil until all the unpleasant memories of the previous day became naught but blurred and soundless images   ;   her mind was finally at ease,   as was her heart.   

And maybe,   Kaguya would come to realize only in the years to come,   the real truth was that Robin wasn’t gifted with any special talent or healing capability     ⸻     The real truth was that Robin had seen her,   had listened to her,   had acknowledged both her euphoric glee and her never - ending struggles...   And when her own heart darkened in sadness,   the wolf had come to give her exactly what she had needed the most:   warmth,   a honest embrace,   the company of a loved one. 

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.・☾     ›     verse ∞ :     main   ⸻   wings of broken glass   ┊   (  demon arc  )  . .・☾     ›     verse i :     main   ⸻   solitude brought thy roses   ┊   (  moon arc  )  . .・☾     ›     verse ii :     main   ⸻   painting a paper heart   ┊   (  earthling arc  )  . .・☾     ›     verse iii :     main   ⸻   'tween blooming & withering   ┊   (  modern arc  )  . .・☾     ›     verse iv :     alt main   ⸻   re - awakened moonlight   ┊   (  queen arc  )  . .・☾     ›     verse v :     alt main   ⸻   the dark side of the moon   ┊   (  dark moon arc  )  .

.・☾     ›     au verse :     grishaverse   ⸻   the jewel of the moon . .・☾     ›     au verse :     khr   ⸻   a million miles away . .・☾     ›     au verse :     genshin   ⸻   the moonlight sonata . .・☾     ›     au verse :     final fantasy vii   ⸻   flowers blooming on the moon . .・☾     ›     au verse :     d gray man   ⸻   moonage daydream . .・☾     ›     au verse :     naruto   ⸻   hallowed by thy name . .・☾     ›     au verse :     three houses   ⸻   a crack in this castle of glass .  .・☾     ›     au verse :     stardew valley   ⸻   the paper - hearted moon . 

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✉     ⸺     @rosawept​      𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄.     ┆     not accepting.

company - Tui La

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄,   𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐗𝐓 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐔𝐌 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐄,   𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.        Only a few days had passed,   since the bamboo princess had fortuitously encountered and then attentively tended to the aches of a mysterious creature in the very heart of the grove,   that one special place in which she felt at ease with herself for reasons still entirely incomprehensible to her.        Although the shrieking voice of her common sense continued to warn her about the dangers of approaching someone she knew nothing about,   her kindness and her curiosity were by now much too powerful to be defeated by infantile fears and baseless doubts   ;   each day,   at different hours,   she would return to the grove,   carrying wooly blankets and baskets filled to the very brim with all and any type of food that she had managed to sneakily steal from the palace’s kitchens. 

And eventually,   she showed Tui La not only her brightest and prettiest self...   BUT ALSO THE COLD WINTER THAT RAGED BENEATH DOLL - LIKE FLESH.        Her day had been ruined by yet another encounter with a possible suitor,   which had not only allowed her bile to swell and almost even spill,   but had also painted the canvas of her mood in the darkest blacks and blues.        Anger was but a passing cloud,   however        ⸻        What had truly wounded her were the words of her teacher in etiquette,   who had been described her as a spoiled and ungrateful runt.        COUNTLESS GIRLS WOULD SELL THEIR LEFT FOOT TO BE IN HER POSITION,   had continued to repeat the older woman and Kaguya could not hinder herself from wishing that they all took her place so that she could be free,   unchained,   happy. 

No word ever managed to escape from her,   as she childishly   SULKED   beside the Dragon of the East:   knees were brought to her chest and tightly embraced and in them,   her grimacing visage had been buried.        Kaguya was neither crying nor weeping   ;   her sentimental turmoil had no name.        But the soothing presence of the other was still perceived and appreciated by her heart,   still deeply treasured despite the cold silence between them:   and it was in order to openly express such,   that the princess allowed her physique to   FLOP   on the side,   right onto the Demigod,   forcing the other into the goofiest and least elegant of embraces. 

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✉     ⸺     @rosawept​​​   (   rain   )     𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧. 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄.     ┆     not accepting.

console - Rain comforting Kaguya

𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐙𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐈𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒' 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.        Under normal circumstances,   she would have abandoned herself to the sentimental misery of her surroundings and would have given voice to all the nightmares and the aches and the fears that haunted her in daylight and moonlight,   was it not for the warm and comforting presence curled up all around her.        The soft coat of the young chimera becomes a blanket and Kaguya does not hesitate before entirely burying herself in her consolatory warmth,   in her protective plushness:   instead of shedding tears,   soft colors come to embellish her fatigued visage and succeed in summoning an expressionism genuinely joyous and beholden. 

A SINGLE HAND TIMIDLY REACHES OUT,   delicately brushes the creature’s sterling feathers in a mayhap infantile attempt at giving her just as much kindness as the chimera has been generously giving her.        She knows not for how long this downpour will last,   nor does she know when her own wintry agony will cease to exist and will bloom into jovial springtime   ;   but for now,   in this little corner separated from the rest of the cruel and unfair world,   SHE IS CONTENT AND SAFE,   she is no longer alone.