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@lairofmuses asked: 💋 for Yuji 👀 Meme ; Smooched by the Oni or smooching the Oni? 1/5
Quietly, the Oni would reach out for Yuji's wrist before gently pulling the other male somewhere else. There was a gathering of sorts going on at the Kamisato Estate. It was just those that Yuji was familiar with, or even remotely close to that were attending, nobody outside the 'inner circle' were present. Eventually, he'd stop moving, and let go of the other male before rubbing the side of his neck sheepishly.
"Sorry about that, even a guy as social as I am has to get away sometime, and ya looked... kinda uncomfortable in there,"
He was surprisingly very good at reading people. Whenever someone became uncomfortable in a situation, the Yokai would whisk them off to help them relax. He was told he was good at helping people calm their nerves, and even relax. How true that was remained to be seen, of course. Sunset eyes would take note of the flush adorning the other male's face but rather than questioning it he just chalked t up to the inside of the Estate having been rather WARM. If the air was as chilly as Ayato claimed it was then Yuji would likely cool down fairly quickly.
After looking at the other (he was NOT staring) for a little bit, he'd swallow thickly and his face likely blossomed with a faint dusting of pink. A fang would worry his bottom lip briefly before he relaxed his expression, a very soft smile working its way across his features. A large hand would reach forward, two fingers once more being used to lift Yuji's chin so their eyes could meet.
"Didn't I tell ya before my eyes are up here?"
He'd move a bit closer, resting an arm above the shorter male's head before pressing just a bit closer. The hand that had been using two fingers would now be gently holding Yuji's face. Luckily, nobody had seen the Oni drag Yuji outside, so there was no risk of someone spotting them in this position, or the one to come, rather.
"Hey... ya wanna know somethin' you're... really fuckin' pretty, Yuji. And I mean that, there's somethin'... somethin' about ya and I can't put my finger on it."
As he spoke, he was leaning closer ever so slightly before there was a mere hairsbreadth left between them, his warm breath likely smelt similar to the juices being served more than anything else. The arm that had, until that moment been resting beside Yuji's head would instead move to wrap loosely around the other man.
The Yokai would gulp, likely a means to steel his own nerves before he just closed what gap remained between them as he kissed the other.
#lairofmuses#The One and Oni (primary)#//the fact that I do not have a character tag yet#//and need a ship tag too is because I am slacking
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"Yuji!" How quickly he's jumped onto the other man's back. Giggling as his tail wags. Reaching to wrap his arms over his shoulders. "Hi! Hi! I missed you!"
@lairofmuses || i lost the sc
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"I really suggest not threatening me unless you wanna deal with a much less friendly lookin' face. C'mon, we can talk, right? Like adults?"
@lairofmuses || sc.
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❝Don't worry too much about Rem. He doesn't bark, and only bites when given a reason. You don't look the type to give any trouble though, so you don't have anything to worry about, dear.❞
Waving off any concern the taller man might have given her. Pale red eyes questioningly glancing over the woman, probably not someone looking to buy something off him- but appearances could be deceiving.
❝Is there something we can help you with?❞
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Another day laden with meetings and appearances, some days he had wished for just a small break. Nothing big, just a moment alone for a few minutes, maybe a chance to read a book if he was able... Regardless that wouldn't be this day, but he could dream. Going over the few things he had prepared in advance for the next day, just to stop over a blank space. Now that wasn't right...
Moments are spent going around the office, searching nearly every nook and cranny, just to turn up empty handed. With a dejected sigh he leaves his office, heading out towards his sister's own office. Gently rapping on the door before calling out.
❝Nera, are you in there?❞
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For a dream meant for all this was rather boring for Eternal. A pipe dream sold to the lonely and bored, where everything is "perfect" and there's no pain. Who would want that?? Definitely not her, she wanted to give salvation, something she couldn't do in this... reverie.
She almost doesn't notice when someone sits beside her on the bench, her boredom seeping even further into her bones and no doubt clear on her face. Head lulling to the side to spot a pretty girl.
❝Taking a break?❞
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@lairofmuses (nera) - and dis
“You’ll have to forgive the mess, the staff’s trying to figure out where to put the boxes of captain’s merch.” He held up one of the pieces that had fallen out of a box and gave it a squeak. The little figure of his gray-haired companion riding atop their ever-faithful trash can?
Well, it wasn’t so much a squeak as it was a squawk. Really, the machinations of imagination for merchandising techniques really knew no bounds.
“They were discussing storing it in the captain’s lounge, but lucking Mr. Screwllum had a few colorful opinions on that for the Divergent Universe project construction to go smoothly. I believe we can still have our meeting in there, actually.” Familiarizing himself with the layout of the ship had been easy enough, and each transfer of space to another part through the doors was getting surprisingly easier to stomach.
Probably a nice upside to the mutations for once.
“The signs are luckily taking a break for once, so we should be able to talk without any interruption.”
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— "You look a lil' lost, birdie." The cowboy tips his hat upwards and out of his field of vision, a smile spreading across his face.
"I could help ya, but I dunno if you wanna be associated with the likes of me."
@lairofmuses // sc.
#lairofmuses#(ic boothill.)#(threads.)#hii i hope this is ok!#boothill sounds intimidating with that metallic voice of his but hes sweet!#when he wants to be#and not pointing a gun at people...#(queue.)
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“Trouble usually finds me.” -lairofmuses{Al Haitham from Yemina lol~}
Meme ; Is she being 'found' by trouble or is she the trouble, that is the real question here.
He doesn't even look up from his book initially, but he does sigh, his free hand lifting to pinch the bridge of his nose. Before look, Alhaitham's eyes are on her and his lips are pressed into a thin line for a moment or two. After that passed, he'd shake his head and sight again.
"How is that my problem, exactly? I did not ask for you to be here nor did I request for it. Now, what sort of trouble did you get into this time?"
He was used to people coming to him to get help, or be freed from whatever they did wrong. Had she done something to get into serious trouble though, he'd likely not be able to help, even as the Acting Grand Sage.
"My willingness to help you may depend on whatever it is you did. If I feel that some time incarcerated would be for the best then that will be what happens."
He was always analyzing others, always questioning their motives, and the like. His study into humanity as a whole and his own intellect allowed him to see through any bullshit anyone tried to spew at him. If she knew anything about his reputation she would know that.
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😥 - I am very intimidated by you. I wish it wasn’t that way, because you seem cool. -lairofmuses
Meme ; I was expecting at least one of this so you are fine.
//I am about as intimidating as a kitten, really. I know I usually get this ranking in particular for the quality of my writing but you do not need to worry about me being scary. I assure you, the scariest thing I might do is talk to you. I am a large ball of anxiety and feel annoying when I try speaking to others first though.
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@lairofmuses asked: Yuji would just hold up a Naku weed near Shoi-Ming, tilting his head and comparing them, seeing almost a color resemblance, which put a small smile on his face, "Yeah. Perfect. I think this suits you, Shoi-Ming." He says softly, tilting his head.
It was obvious that she hadn't been paying attention at first, looking up and blinking at him. Confused, head tilting now. What had she been distracted with? Anybody's guess, honestly. "Suits me..? I don't think I get it...what is that, Yuji?"
unprompted <3
#lairofmuses#🐉 ; to carve it out your life [answered]#🐉 ; to simply die for [ic]#🐉 v: dragon of the mountains [genshin]
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"Oh, Norman- th-this was not the place to run off and leave me by myself..." Cerise was looking under tables around other people. Desperate to find her beloved pet. She really hated being in places like this- especially by herself. "U-um-- excuse me-? Have you seen-- a giant skunk by chance-?"
@lairofmuses || plotted sorta kinda
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i can't ... i can't feel my - -lairofmuses{for my Oc Nera? :)}
cult classics - accepting
He sinks to the floor in front of the memory bubble, her words echoing in his head along side his own frantic inner monologue.
She's dead. She's dead. Robin is gone, and now he's failed to protect the youngest member of the Family.
"In the face of death, all human wisdom fails.
One short sleep past, may you wake eternally.
May the angels and saints lead you to the place of light and peace, so that one day, we may be brought together again. Nera, my dear little sister."
#lairofmuses#𓆩 ♱ 𓆪 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚠 [ . . . ] ic..ᐟ#𓆩 ♱ 𓆪 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛 [ . . . ] confession..ᐟ
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❝I am not interested in such things.❞
Light blue eyes staring past the woman as he speaks, interrupting her offer. He had no interest in the arts that did not involve his creation, his maintenance, or that his charge. Segmented fingers curling in as he lowers his hand that was held up in denial.
@lairofmuses.
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Greetings wasn't his typical work, but it certainly seemed like he was put on it more frequently as of late. As a way of advertising they said, putting their best out to draw in those that were a bit more superficial. Well, whatever, it was work regardless. Joining his hands together as he waited for the next to approach.
Lavender hair twirled between his fingers as he begins to grow bored, his mind adrift with many thoughts varying in importance. It's only when the woman approaches that he's able to remember that he was working. Letting the lock fall from his hand as he straightens his back, crossing one leg over the other.
❝Hello, welcome to Camellia.❞
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❛ well, someone's cranky today. ❜ -lairofmuses{H:SR Yuji to Boothill hehe}
❝Eugh.❞
Rolling his eyes as he lets loose a sound of disgust. Cranky, as if he was a goddamn child. And maybe he was throwing a tantrum, but that was his godsdamn right!
❝So what if I am!❞
Placing a metal hand on his belt as he all but yells through sharp teeth. Finding some sort of anchor, it's not the man's fault, he didn't wanna give it to him as if it was. It was just a bad habit, losin' one's self to anger was a slippery slope he could barely navigate at the best of times.
❝Mind yer own business, boy.❞
@lairofmuses. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬
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