#Koyakumo

[snowymuses]

Name: Koyakumo "Koya" Tatsuro Alias: Koya, Shindou, Hybrid Species: Enterran Hybrid (Half-Enterran) Height: 5'4 Age: 18-27 (Verse Dependent) Birthday: August 9th Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Hometown: Shindou, Formerly Daku's Domain Occupation: Martial artist and jack of all trades

Physical appearance:

Koyakumo has long, waist length pinkish/purple hair that is normally either worn loose with a ribbon in if she’d being casual, or in a high ponytail if she’s in a fight, using the ribbon to tie it up. Her bangs are cut to be above her eyebrows and parted slightly off center. Koya has blue eyes and a petite build but is extremely athletic with no discernable markings aside from a couple of hairline scars on her arms and legs.

Her normal attire is a black sleeveless jumpsuit that halts at her knees, with orange piecewise armor that consists of a breast plate, shoulder pads, and a belt with flank shields for her thighs. Each piece of armor has a purple abstract shaped jewel on it. She wears orange shoes that have seven arrow markings towards her toes that radiate out in a semi-circle from a purple jewel on the top of her foot and cut off at her ankle. She wears fingerless black gloves. (Face claim is Hitagi Senjougahara from Bakemonogatari and her armor is an emulation of her father's, Mushra from Shinzo)

Personality:

A generally good hearted and happy girl, Koyakumo tends to be rambunctious and occasionally over the top. She has a short temper and easily grows jealous and pouts, she also always ensures that whatever is happening, the people she cares about come first. Don’t ever hurt a loved one! Koyakumo is always ready for a fight and is highly competitive. Easily distracted and tends to look to the positive, a goal of hers to be considered the strongest Hybrid of all time.

Story:

In 2250, the world was struck with a meteor that killed off half the humans both with an impact and a virus that had been released upon the world. The humans, led by Doctor Daigo Tatsuro, created a new race of beings called Enterrans, made from humans with supplemented animal DNA to combat the virus. However, rather than helping, the Enterrans rebelled against the humans and waged war, eliminating all but one human.

This human had been placed in a cryogenic sleep for five hundred years and awoke in the year 2753. This human realized that she was alone, but had a mission: Find Shinzo and restore humanity across the world that had been dubbed Enterra. In the end, it turned out that Shinzo had been a city of humans that had also been put to sleep and had been taken over by the being that had come to Enterra via the meteor: Lanancuras. A battle was waged between the last human and her friends and in the wake of Lanancuras’ defeat, the humans were woken from their sleep.

Five years passed and the human and Enterran bore a child: Koyakumo, known as Koya. Daughter of the planet’s saviors, she was raised under both her pacifistic mother, Yakumo, and the champion of Enterra, Mushra, in a city where all humans and Enterrans could live peacefully that her parents established called Shindou.

As she grew, thanks to her father’s training, she became well equipped with the use of the Monkey Fist, a ball and chain weapon, and became friends with the children of the Enterran generals who owned parts of the world under their domains. Particularly, she grew fond of the Bird Queen’s son, Osiris and they became friends as he essentially babysat her for years, the two developing their powers and abilities.

Which, as time went on, Koya began to realize she had not inherited her father’s powers of Hyper Form or fire element.

Not any less determined, Koya began to participate in martial arts tournaments and became stronger and able to take on opponents much larger than herself. Gaining a name for herself, she realized that Enterra was not enough to see and train herself. Her friend Osiris had the ability to use his feathers to cross time and space.

Packing her off with a bag of feathers, her father’s coronet, and mother’s blessing, Osiris continuously helped Koya move through the various times and dimension to meet new people and explore everything the universe has for her with his feathers, using them to communicate as well as open new portals to visit new worlds.

However, not all goes as one expect.

One particular trip to a new world had her land on place called Eorzea. She took on tutelage under Louisoix Leveilleur for three years, taking on the name of 'Koyakumo Shindou' until such the day that the Sixth Astral Era came to an end with the presence of Bahamut.

With the last of Louisoix’s power, she was sent into the rift to save her and several others. The magic from her teacher mixed poorly with the feather that had brought her to the world, causing her to lose her memories of her time on her home, Enterra. Her body was flung five years later, although only aged a few years instead, with little knowledge of her life on Hydaelyn or Enterra aside from the fact that she was not quite the Hume that her race seemed to be.

Through trials, victories and defeats, Koyakumo Shindou came to know through struggles of reclaiming her strength as a Warrior of Light. Years began to pass and any notion to return to Enterra became a farfetched ideal with those who needed help in the Source and the First.

Rather than focusing on finding a way home, she took to studying all of the various battle classes she could, finding herself honing her skills as she works to saving Eorzea, the First, and all those who look to her as the Warrior of Light and the Warrior of Darkness.

Koya’s current main class is Monk, but she is at peaks for Dragoon, Dancer, Ninja, Paladin, and Red Mage. All others are simply dabbled in and she is currently working on.

Abilities:

• Enhanced strength • Various martial arts styles • Weapon preference: Monkey Fist • Hyper form (verse dependent) • Enhanced speed

[interwovenrhapsody]

THE HERRSCHER OF BALANCE AWAKENS (PART 4) - 6.4 SPOILERS

Azdaja's Voidsent form curled around Golbez as he manifested a sword, preparing for combat. Melanie dove in first, throwing up a Crest of Time Borrowed to defend herself from one of his attacks. Kiana was on her heels, swinging her greatsword like a spire, drawing Golbez's attention to her.

Cyno swung his staff like a spear, relying on the power of his Electro Vision to bust through to cause some damage to Golbez. Angel would shoot Golbez several times. Koyakumo headed in, punching at the weak points in the armor. Violet followed suit, following Koya's lead.

Golbez's retaliation sent them all flying back towards the edge, but the eight of them stood back up and continued to fight. Even with all their power, Golbez was slowly starting to overwhelm them. With the Azdaja Voidsent, his power had seemingly increased tenfold. This didn't bode well for any of them. Slowly but surely, they were starting to falter.

Melanie didn't know what to do. If they lost here, she couldn't save Azdaja. She would fail Vrtra, fail her friends, fail all of them...

She couldn't fail them. She couldn't let them fall. Even if they were pushed back, even if they were faltering--

Golbez knocked them clear across the field, rendering a good majority of the team unconscious. A few of them struggled to get up. Even with how hard they'd fought over the past half hour, even gods would start to have problems continuing the fight this much longer. Melanie looked at her friends before looking to Golbez. Raising her hand in an imitation of Emet-Selch, she summoned as much aether as she could and snapped her fingers, creating a barrier between the two of them and her friends.

❝ I'm sorry. I didn't think he was this powerful. ❞ Melanie said, looking behind her as she lowered her hand. A soft smile was on her face. ❝ Rest now. Leave the rest to me. ❞

Her resolve was to make sure Golbez didn't hurt them any more. Even if Kiana could recover faster, she had to make sure not to put Kiana in danger any further. Stepping forward, she started to fight Golbez again. Taking hit after hit to make sure her own blows hit, her wounds mending themselves almost immediately. Twisting out of the way of a fatal-looking blow, Melanie sent her scythe upwards, trying to hit his armored face but missing by a mile.

This couldn't be happening. Was she doomed to fail? No-- she couldn't fail. Not here.

❝ You will fall here, warrior! ❞ Golbez said. She heard their screams as his sword fell and raised up her hands to try to stop it. It was like time had stopped short as she heard something ringing in her ears. A burst of energy blasted Golbez back as a young girl with long dark blue hair with blue underneath wearing a long blue dress stood where Melanie had been. Holding a sword out, she narrowed her eyes.

❝ No, you'll be going down. ❞ She said. Kiana raised her head slightly, staring at the girl and feeling all the Honkai energy coming from her. Another Herrscher...? Here...? And where did Melanie go?!

❝ Melanie!!! ❞ Kiana dragged herself to her feet, running to the barrier and hitting it full force as it wouldn't let her through. ❝ Melanie!! Where is she?! ❞

Raising her blade up, the girl summoned several-- no, dozens of swords. They circled and swirled before she pointed the blade towards Golbez. The swords converged, piercing Golbez's armor and she created a greatsword from the sword she held, launching herself in and spearing Golbez through. Though... he was merely defeated, not killed.

Golbez collapsed. But the deed was done. As the platform fell to the ground, Zero realized who he was, and Golbez threw Azdaja into the Chasm to awaken a new fiend-- Zeromus. Forced to flee, there was nothing more that they could do.

There was nothing else... They had failed.

Although this time they spent in a bit of sorrow, they would all split up as Y'shtola would think of a plan to tell them to defeat Zeromus. Until then... Until then, she'd do her best. But first, she had to understand what she'd become.

Melanie... had become a herrscher.

[snowydoodles]

Inktober day 29: Injury

Out of all my muses, Koya definitely gets the brunt of the physical pain

[searchingforshinzo]

This Question Is For The Mun. Koyakumo Is Half Enterran And Half Human. Can She Hyper Form And Can She Absorb Encards?

OutofShinzo: Omg, I love talking about Koyakumo!!!

So! She would indeed be able to eventually Hyper Form, however, it would probably take a catalyst for it to happen, much like for her father before her. Mostly because (I think) the ability to Hyper Form is genetic, therefore I think she would gain access to it. 

As for absorbing cards, I think that is also a possibility. It would however, probably not be as easy for her to change back as it would for anyone else, because as part human, her body would be more stable at a single state rather than shifting back and forth.

[maskedsins]

@defortemp you know what this is continued from

Finding herself in his chambers had been nearly half a miracle.

Ever since that encounter with him, blade to fist, then his arms around her, Emmanellain could not escape her thoughts. Strange to have anything aside from the goal of strength at hand, her body had taken to instead grounding itself into shards against the training dummies and enemies outside the borders of Ishgard. Bloodied, bruised, every time she would come back to spend a little time with the youngest Fortemps, just able to jest and relish in his company.

It had been many, many moons after that, when she had returned to Ishgard from her excursion to the other shard, his company yearned for beyond the kisses they had shared before her departure. Her intent had been alike any other time to spend with him, breaking down the walls that she threw up to keep herself from divulging any weakness before anyway, but impassionate kisses gave way to carnal desires, the very fiber of her being missing him. His touch, his breath, everything that made Emman exactly why he was.

And she burned for more, needed to feel skin to skin.

His shyness had never bothered her beyond the walls of the chamber, but now, exposed and prostrated before him, her own well of anxiety began to rise in her stomach. All until finally, his name left her lips alongside the reassurances that broke down both of their insecurities.

A pain, but not like any other. It felt pleasant, sending warmth throughout her system, his name uttered once more, a rising passion mounting into something unfamiliar that she wished to grasp at. Koya whimpered, every ilm of strength leaving her to swell in this feeling he gave her, he could have done anything he wished and she would have accepted without complaint. “E-emman…!”

Her trill cut short with his sudden pull away from her, the heat increasing inside of her suddenly vanishing and replaced with the sticky shot upon her thigh. Surprise illuminated her face as he seemed to wish to clean it, did what he could, then flopped beside her, the humiliation exuding off his form.

She barely had enough time to fully access what had happened, and when it finally clicked, her rosy cheeks turned brighter.

Pulling up a stray sheet to cover her aroused state, her frame shifted onto the side, staring at Emman as he continued to mumble his apologies into the pillow. Embarrassment tugged at her to simply vanish from the room and go expend the excess energy upon a training dummy, but rather she kept her place. Lifting a hand to grab a fist full of the cushion and lift it from his features, her pale blue eyes were direct upon him before shifting away nervously.

“Shut up.” It didn’t have the hard edge to it, almost reassuring in a way as she nestled herself closer, throwing the pillow up further on the bed above their heads so he would not be able to easily reach immediately. Lips came to press against his cheek as she kept her gaze trained away from him, almost uncertain of what else to do. To say.

Words were never the strong suite for either of them.

“I don’t…know much about all of this shit, but…I doubt this was fuckin’ right.” She breathed out, pursing her lips briefly before shifting her eyes to finally look at him. “But…right before, well, th-that. It felt nice, and I don’t know what fuckin’ happened but…” Oh, this was incredibly difficult, each word tossing in her head as she tried to figure out some semblance of what to make of their minute love making that had occurred.

Could it even be called that for what had just happened?

“But you apologizin’ isn’t goin’ to fix that. What fuckin’ happened? Did you feel hurt, or…?” Shaking her head, the loose violet tresses scattered across the bed as she brought her hand down to brush calloused fingers against the skin of his shoulders. “Did I do somethin’ wrong to make you nearly leap the fuck off of me?” 

[maskedmuses]

“This holiday always gives me a fuckin’ headache.”

[macrocosmic-star]

Koya VC: "That's a lot more subtle than I'd say." @maskedmuses 

“Subtle? How would you say it, Koya?” 

[maskedmuses-archived]

@dimensionaljumper​  ♡’d for Koya!

A brawl had broken out over a stolen purse—the owner of it having cried out when it was snatched from her side by the thief, and a rush of violet hair took chase to hunt him down. It was hardly a fair match with the way Koya moved, his attack upon her striking her cheek, and the quick sweep of her leg to knock him down and her hand coming up to throw the culprit to the ground, the purse skidding off to the side as she lifted the man by his collar. Fear welled in his eyes, his body an amalgamation of grasshopper and human, and anger flared within her, until she dropped him back on the ground.

“Go do somethin’ fuckin’ useful instead of stealin’ from people.” Taking steps away from the robber, Koya bent down to retrieve the purse, her face harboring a small mark from his hit. It ached, but it would heal soon enough, and as she turned, twirling the purse around her finger, frowning. “I swear…I should use one of Birdy’s feathers to find a world worthwhile besides Enterra…”

The shifting motion in her peripheral made her turn, focus falling on the humanoid man that approached. “If you’re looking for liftin’ this bag from me, you have another thing coming.” Was he with the Enterran she had just let go? More members of a gang of sorts? She couldn’t be sure, her free hand guarding her pouch at her hip.

If anything, she couldn’t let the feathers fall into this stranger’s hands, if he had overheard her.

[grcwingstrcng]

@maskedmuses​ // from here

Maybe it was a bit low of her, to use the other’s competitive streak as an excuse to possibly get to kiss her. Why not just ask for one? Well, pride was the obvious answer. Feelings were not something Cassandra dealt with very well, even if it was just the sort of ‘she’s pretty and fun to be around, and I want to kiss her’ instead of the more menacing ‘I love this person and want to spend my entire life with them’ type.

“Feel up to it? I don’t want you to be bitter about losing, you know,” she teased, crossing her arms as her lips formed a cocky grin. 

The worst that could happen was one of them chickening out, right? 

[maskedmuses]

stcrmscngs​:

     “I am aware, yes,” The auri man huffs, barbed tail lashing behind him as the pair trek side by side, back towards the gates of Ul’dah. “Fortunately, height is not a requirement for hurling fireballs. I could have done plenty of protecting…if I’d had the energy for it.”

Which he hadn’t. He had depleted his mana and was in the midst of switching himself over to regain it when he’d spotted the man with the knife going for Koya’s back as she fended off the other brass blades-turned-traitors.      As impulsive as his companion can be, Minyue is certain he could rival her in moments like those. He’s collected and tactical one moment, surveying the battlefield and keeping himself out of the way while making certain he has each factor— enemy and ally— within his sights…

And the next, he’s racing forwards and swinging his staff as one might swing an axe, striking the rogue in the knee with a THWAK harsh enough to make even Minyue flinch— despite being the one to deliver it. 

The man buckled, and for a moment, the Au Ra was triumphant. It wasn’t to last, however, as one might expect when someone clearly unsuited to displays of brute strength makes such a move.

All’s well that ends well, of course, and it ended well enough. Minyue is sporting more cuts and bruises than he’s accustomed to, perhaps, but it’s better than Koya having a dagger buried in her back.

     “I was simply trying to be helpful, and since there’s no knife between your shoulder-blades, I’d say I accomplished that much, at least. In retrospect, perhaps I should have gone for his head, but it all worked out fine.” He crosses his arms over his chest, wincing at the movement but doing his best to hide it behind a frown and a glower. 

     “A thank you wouldn’t be out of place, you know. Or perhaps some food. This whole ‘running around hitting things’ thing you do is exhausting.”

The playful grin still stretched across the woman’s features as she peered down at the man, the goading successfully working upon bristling his britches, which was immeasurably humorous to Koya. His soft features were filled with annoyance, something that seemed so natural upon his countenance that she couldn’t help but dig at to have emerge. His smile was always welcome, but in a situation like this, it was all she could do to avoid the fact of how much he had genuinely rescued her only barely half a bell before.

Despite how much he had done so well, her back very literally saved in the moment, the Hybrid nearly falling to a surprise, piercing attack, how it had been the ringing sound of staff hitting skin that alerted her to the presence of than man behind her. He had nearly attempted to slice open the mage before Koya had stepped in to serve knuckles directly into his nasal passages.

Dirt and dried blood battered her skin and clothing, nothing usually for when Koya tumbled with opponents, looking worse for wear than the man, but with much more spry in her step and energy to linger. She was accustomed to the battering of the battlefield, and he was not; a simple fact of their dynamic that Koya refused to change between them.

“Nah, but there might be a requirement when you try to whack the shit out of an enemy and not expecting your ass to get kicked.” She couldn’t help but chuckle, taking the situation lightly and grinning down at him before her arms swung up, crossing behind her head lazily, noting the small wince and pain that surged through his body. He could hardly hide away everything from her perspective eye, even if she decided to turn it blindly away. “But if you ask me…”

Her gaze shifted upwards towards the looming buildings of Ul’dah, the gates not far now from their stride. “The head would’ve been a good spot, but reachin’ his crotch. He might’ve been down for the count then. That was a good hit though, since you stunned him.” Her lips curled cheekily, her gaze returning down towards him. Truly there was remorse for how beat up he looked, but Koya wouldn’t let it slip out.

That was far too affectionate to admit to the man whom had taught her so much and didn’t laugh at her lack of magic.

“Food it is, then!” She laughed, letting her hands fall and hang by her side. “Come on, I heard they opened up a really good food stall in the Exchange that I’ve been wantin’ to try out.” Such an easy thing to do, thanking him, but such a thing felt too personal right now. As if admitting she had needed him in the moment, and every fiber of her being refused to utter such a thing.

“It’s way less exhausting to fight and hit things than it is to cast spells. That shit is so drainin’.” She almost whined at the idea, recalling the last time she had attempted anything. It had been another time he had saved her that she refused to acknowledge. “Besides, you need to get some muscle on you. You goin’ to let me always save your ass in a fist fight, Mini?” Another prodding goad at him as they began to encroach on the Gates of Nald.

[snowymuses]

Name: Osiris Alias: Prince, Serpent, Impure royal Species: Enterran Height: 6'2 Age: 24 Birthday: June 2nd Gender: Male Orientation: Pansexual Hometown: Giza, Rusphine’s Domain (formerly known as Egypt) Occupation: Prince

Physical appearance:

Light blond wavy hair that crops close to his neck, Osiris inherited his father’s hair color and eye color, as well as the reptilian shape and appearance in his eyes. Without pupil or iris, the entirety of his eyes are an emerald green that often catches the light to make them shine. Pale skin, almost grayish, angular features, and pointed ears that peek out beyond the fluffy blond locks. Large golden wings, spanning just over six feet and a shape shifting tail that can either shift from feathers when flying or a solid reptilian tail. He normally wears Grecian styled clothing such as togas to accommodate his wings and tail, but will also merely wear less than that in comfortable settings.

Personality:

Suave and generally caring, Osiris is someone who is both loved and hated by his people. Hated for what he is, loved for who he is. Flirtatious to a fault, he will openly flirt with all sexes despite being only attracted to one. Somewhat reclusive, he prefers to spend his time within the palace walls and enjoying the life he has been born into, and will only go out for charitable means.

Story:

Born of two fighting species of Enterran, the Bird Queen Rusephine and the Lord of the Reptiles, Gyasa, Osiris was never accepted fully as the crown prince since his hatching. No one understood why Rusephine would bear a child of the Reptiles, but they were parted nearly immediately after Osiris’ birth for unknown reasons.

Despite being a full Enterran, the fact he was a mix of Reptile and Avian Enterrans made many within Rusephine’s domain abhor him and call him an illegitimate heir to the throne. As a child of one of the Seven Generals that rule the world, his mother sent him to the peaceful capital of Shindou when he was ten so he might learn some of the ways of a place where humans, Enterrans, and Hybrids all lived together peacefully.

Taken under the proverbial wing of Yakumo and Mushra, he was like an older brother to their eldest daughter, Koyakumo. With no siblings of his own, he remained there to learn from the honorary general, Yakumo, gaining an appreciation of arts, language, and pacifism. In his teenage years he would traverse back and forth between Giza and Shindou, strengthening his wings and adapting to the power within his own feathers.

Able to molt at will, each feather could open a portal between space/time. Occasionally random, but for the most part at his control. The feathers closer to the bone could be used as a sort of telecommunications link between him and whomever he gifted the feather. With use of his abilities, as crown prince, he ensured the city state he lived in thrived in their economy and people’s happiness. It grew a division amongst the people: those who loved him for his actions, and those who hated him for what he is.

As a young man, he tends to stay within the palace walls, venturing out via his feathers, but often mostly doing work for the people and ensuring to provide the leadership they would expect. His mother, Queen Rusephine, has no intention of giving up her throne in the foreseeable future, and neither would Osiris take it from her. Rather, he would more often spend his time relaxing and enjoying the life of luxury, or spending time with the people and helping where he can.

[interwovenrhapsody]

THE HERRSCHER OF BALANCE AWAKENS (PART 3) - 6.4 SPOILERS

Returning to where Y'shtola was, it was time to put the plan into action. The twins sent the aether to the Moon via the Tower of Babil, Y'shtola and Urianger started to open the gate and, when the tear started to form, sent Melanie and Kiana to activate the brands.

❝ You do stuff like this all the time? ❞ Kiana grinned a little.

❝ Only in times I have to. ❞ Melanie replied as the two of them activated the brands. ❝ It's not as exciting as fighting Honkai Beasts but... it does the trick. ❞

❝ Hah! ❞

The two of them returned to see the seal in place. A voidsent appeared, but was repelled by the seal and fell back into the tear. As it worked as intended, all they had to do was wait for Vrtra. His roar was what told them he was near, and Kiana's hands nearly formed the greatsword she'd begun to use recently... at least, until Melanie put her hands on Kiana's.

❝ That's Vrtra. He's a friend-- a dragon. Not a Honkai Beast. Those don't exist here, it's okay. ❞ Melanie said. Kiana nodded a little, lowering her hands. It was around this time that Y'shtola started talking about the Source and its reflections, warranting Melanie to explain to Kiana what Y'shtola was talking about in terms that Kiana could understand better.

With the time at hand, Vrtra bade them to climb onto his back. It took a little nudging to get Kiana to, but they all climbed onto Vrtra and held on as he took them through the rift to the Moon of the Thirteenth.

Upon arrival and disembarkment, Melanie looked around. It could sustain life, just like the Source's Moon, but it had been like this for years. Ever since the Flood, as Zero put it. The five of them surveyed the Moon, but Melanie found nothing. Heading back to Zero, she took note of the Chasm and what it held. Estinien and Y'shtola rejoined them, as Kiana didn't really leave Melanie's side for anything, and they boarded Vrtra to head into the depths of said Chasm.

Azdaja was in the Chasm, in Golbez's domain, and the chains that held her couldn't be broken. Though she could speak with her eye returned, she could do naught else due to the chains. However, with the bit of information given to them, they could visit where Golbez liked to stand at on the Moon.

Upon returning outside of the Chasm, Melanie and Kiana were sent to look south. Finding a Memoriate, the Echo kicked in and showed the past of said Memoriate. Seeing Zero in the memory was something else. Passing the crystal over to Zero, she only said a few words before Golbez had arrived.

Golbez released Azdaja, who became his voidsent. After a fight with some Voidsent and Vrtra's fall, Melanie pulled Kiana with her to face Golbez together. He raised them up into the sky, forming a platform with his magicks. Letting her weapon temporarily disperse, Melanie pulled out Azem's crystal and held it close to her heart. It glowed warm before invoking the Summoning magicks.

❝ I said if I got into any trouble, I'd pull you to me. This is what I meant. I, Melanie, Seat of Azem, swear this! We will beat you, Golbez, and Azdaja will be freed and returned to normal! ❞ She put the crystal away, resummoning her scythe. Kiana transformed into her Flamescion form, bearing her greatsword.

The six lights dispersed, revealing the forms of her summoned comrades.

Cyno, Angel, Jeno, Maira, Koyakumo and Violet.

❝ I'm sorry to have pulled you all from your duties, your lives... But I needed your help. ❞ Melanie said. ❝ You've all met me before in your own worlds, but under a differnt appearance. I ask of you to lend me your aid, to assist me in bringing down Golbez! ❞

Melanie pointed her scythe at the armored man. ❝ For the sake of Vrtra, you will not live to see another day! ❞

[snowydoodles]

Inktober day 18: Misfit

When Koya was shown in the manga, she was in an outfit very similar to Yakumo's, and it didn't seem to really fit. The nightmare Koya has is being nothing except being just like her parents exactly and being the pretty princess

So, not only is she a misfit, but being in Yakumo's garbs? A total miss fit

[maskedmuses-archived]

jabbers-wild-world‌:

@maskedmuses | for Koya!

They had arrived. A new day, and a new town. This one with building of wood and clay, dusted by the hot sands of the desert. Gil didn’t mind that Koya had since decided to perch upon his back rather than walking when she was tired. For an Enterran his size, she hardly weighed anything at all.

“Well, first things first. We should probably find the local inn and get a room for the night.” He acknowledged. “We’ll need a day to resupply and-” He stopped suddenly as an extra weight landed abruptly on his back. And the new weight in question belonged to a small furball of a child, a snow leopard Enterran, and the boy moved fast as his paws darted to Gil’s saddlebags and unhooked them, and then he made for Koya, swiping what he could even as Gil cried out and tried to grab him.

“Thieving urchin! Come here!” Hands and paws swiped at the child, and even whatever retaliation Koya might attempt was avoided and the little furball gathered the loot that had dropped, snatching both of Gil’s saddlebags and Koya’s belongings.

“Gotta run! Thanks for the loot, dummies!!” And he was off, vaulting over walls and climbing up wherever he could, and as quick as he could.

Koya leaned against his back, the shirt between them enough that her sweat did not get on his own skin. It was hot, too hot, even if the sun was on the downward course for the day. How on Enterra did Gil, Osiris, and her father survive in this sort of heat? The Hybrid was certain she was melting. “Uh huh…Uh huh…” She agreed to whatever Gil was saying. It was way too hot to think.

But as Gil stopped, Koya looked around. “Gil?” The name was out of her mouth as the boy’s hands moved too fast, but the lack of weight in her side flanks and sudden appearance of her possessions on him was proof enough. Particularly a certain golden feather. “Hey! Give that back!” She lurched towards him, but he was already running and she turned too much and fell off of Gil’s back.

Koya was quick to her feet, leaping from her back onto her soles as determination and adrenaline began to fuel her. “Gil, go around and see if you can cut him off!” A seriousness took over her expression as she directed him, her own pace hastening as she launched herself over walls, following suit quickly behind him. Her voice lowered as her focus became on her speed and precision.

“I’ll follow him directly.”

@maskedmuses | for Koya!

They had arrived. A new day, and a new town. This one with building of wood and clay, dusted by the hot sands of the desert. Gil didn’t mind that Koya had since decided to perch upon his back rather than walking when she was tired. For an Enterran his size, she hardly weighed anything at all.

“Well, first things first. We should probably find the local inn and get a room for the night.” He acknowledged. “We’ll need a day to resupply and-” He stopped suddenly as an extra weight landed abruptly on his back. And the new weight in question belonged to a small furball of a child, a snow leopard Enterran, and the boy moved fast as his paws darted to Gil’s saddlebags and unhooked them, and then he made for Koya, swiping what he could even as Gil cried out and tried to grab him.

“Thieving urchin! Come here!” Hands and paws swiped at the child, and even whatever retaliation Koya might attempt was avoided and the little furball gathered the loot that had dropped, snatching both of Gil’s saddlebags and Koya’s belongings.

“Gotta run! Thanks for the loot, dummies!!” And he was off, vaulting over walls and climbing up wherever he could, and as quick as he could.

[maskedsins]

NSFW Headcanons || Always accepting

@valorxdrive​​ asked: 💭 - Which sexual desire are they too embarrassed about to tell anyone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?, ❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?, ∀ : Your muse’s favorite position? (For Koya n' Aqua!)

I’ll split this up into two seperate asks, so first up is Koya!

Which sexual desire are they too embarrassed about to tell anyone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?

Koya, for all her strength and ready to fight, she is incredibly embarrassed that her weakness is actually being placed into a submissive position. With her goals constantly keeping her thinking of how to overcome and be strong, to take control of the situation, it’s a huge turn on for her to be overwhelmed (by someone she cares for!) and placed to their mercy. Only showing her lover that side of her to beg for them, because she is able to put aside her pride and show her weakness to them. 

It’s obvious when she’s incredibly wounded or alone with someone after she’s mustered up the courage to face her feelings (which, ties into her submissive nature, since she cannot bring herself to overcome and lay them out, instead tending to avoid or be more akin to a tsundere) and won’t push for anything, waiting for the first move from her partner. 

Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

It is a tie between her chest and the base of her neck. Both are spots she guards heavily, if with armor or her massive amount of fluffy hair, but small touches can make her melt easily, getting her to also show the aforementioned submissiveness. 

Your muse’s favorite position?

Koya is rather versatile due to her limber nature, however she prefers to be able to hide her shame and embarrassment away from a lover, so positions in which she is facing away are preferable for her, such as doggie and reverse cowgirl.

[maskedmuses]

valorxdrive replied to your post: “All the men in my life are idiots that won’t let...

YOU TELL ‘EM KOYA!!

“YOU’RE ONE OF THE IDIOTS TOO, DUMMY.”