#muse: hari

[virtueofsanityx]

"mm, we aren't calling it giving in, because bora is the most sensitive of us, and she would cry if she ever heard anyone say that about her or the situation. we're calling it compromising." perhaps, because bora is the only one of them that's an only child and coddled so badly by her parents, even as they try to push her into things that make no sense for her or make her unhappy, so she never had to watch the misery of an older sibling growing up and going through it first, as mina had, and she didn't have to toughen up and be the big sister protecting the younger ones, like hari has. either way, she loves her cousin dearly, and is trying to find every silver lining she can in this for her.

of course, that would be a lot easier if hari knew anything about this loser she's agreed to marry in the first place.

"her grandma is sick, mom's mom. not a relative to either of us by blood, but a very sweet woman who's dying wish is seeing her get married. so... she's signing a contract, it's all very boring and legal and professional, but i am worried about her. she's sweet and soft and this guy..." she trails off, but she's sure that jinho can fill in the blanks that her mind is conjuring up.

though she's loathe to admit it, the soft touch to her head is a little bit more comforting than she expects it to be, and she leans into the touch, probably more than she reasonably should, and feels herself relaxing just that little bit more. though, admittedly, she laughs at his words, and shakes her head. "i'm a barista by day and my art sells for nickels, not sure what success is supposed to look like, but that probably isn't it." it's disparaging, sure, and hari knows that putting herself down doesn't help anything, but it's also true and that feels important, too.

"you know what i like best about comic books? sometimes, the bad guys are right, and that's okay." she finally shoots him a look, a quick one, before eyes move toward the sky again to see the sea of dark blue-black dotted with bright points twinkling down on them. "because i always thought i'd be the hero, you know? but i kind of like being someone elses villain more. there's something righteous in other people casting you in the role of bad guy, in a weird way. that's why my new comics all focus on a hero that's actually someone elses villain."

"i see..." there is so much more that jinho wonders about hari's proclamation, as someone that admittedly is naturally nosy and judgmental, but he can put the pieces of the puzzle together as someone that is also intellectual. hari must come from a family that is straight out of a soap opera-esque drama, it seems. jinho could not relate, as he had no extended family to speak of, really, with both of his parents being only children and having him later in life so he had no grandparents to worry about either. "regardless, she doesn't sound like much of a mother, at all. it doesn't seem like your family could meet the definition, either."

considering that what she has shared with him hasn't been at all favorable. "mm, a very old-school approach, then. i can't say much in that regard. my own parents married merely because they were both ready to have children, so they settled, but it was not nearly the to-do thing that seems to be commonplace in your own family." considering there were no business deals to be made. his parents were not poor, but neither were they rich.

"see, i can agree with you on that. having children for the sake of it is never the answer. my parents did that." since she was being so revealing, he does allow some of the layers of his onion peel back, only mere glimpses, but something to offer in turn. his life, after all, does not seem nearly as interesting as his own. "they married in their thirties, ready to have children. having children proved to be difficult, and, well, it took quite some effort for them to have me, only for them to end up divorced anyway." something that he is grateful for, really, and he shakes his head in tandem with her. "i don't mind sharing. the basics, that is. i can't proclaim that i'm an open book, but i do not mind that you share your pages with me. i find it admirable, really."

"and he's also a really good listener, blinking repeatedly as he digests the slew of information that he is given. "so you are rebellious, as is mina, but bora is giving in...am i keeping up with all of this correctly?" he has to stretch his arms above his head due to their position, "and he's also a really good listener, blinking repeatedly as he digests the slew of information that he is given. "so you are rebellious, as is mina, but bora is giving in...am i keeping up with all of this correctly?" he has to stretch his arms above his head due to their position on the hard triles of the roof. "you are approaching it the right way. marriage should only occur when both parties are sure of it. i have seen far too many couples that greet the aisle that i am sure will only end up signing divorce papers." he has kept track of it, actually. he has an eight five percent correct rate when predicting divorce. not a perfect score, but an admirable one.

he finds himself reaching forward, patting her head gently. "i don't see you as miserable," he admits, meeting her smile with a stronger shine. "i see you as someone that is strong, quite frankly. you have listed great qualities...and i imagine that your career is thriving," something that he thinks is more important than romance, "seems to me that you might just need an ear to listen. i can be that. i can be a friend, too, if you are looking for one."

[nightlightbrothel]

Mata Hari was the latest addition to the brothel's roster. She hadn't fully decided whether she wanted to make this a long-term career, but the Nightlight had a strong reputation for treating its employees well. Surely, Mata Hari could earn a decent wage here with her natural talents while contemplating how else she wished to spend her second life...

It wasn't long before she got her first customer. The whore sat on the bed in her dancer uniform, waiting for her client's arrival. Hopefully it wouldn't be a crude drunkard, but she'd settle for whatever she could get...

@the-blackbird-roleplays

[virtueofsanityx]

open to: anyone (m 25+ if romantic) with: hari cha plot: zombie apocalypse, hari and ym run in to one another while out scavenging (complete strangers? old friends who never thought they'd see one another again? utp)

her breathing is quiet, but shallow, eyes focused as she sinks to the ground, eyes watching the pair of feet walking on the other side of the small gap in the rubble, before they suddenly stop and another face is looking at her. she has to bite her lip to stop from screaming out, and with wide eyes, immediately jerks back up. "i'm unarmed and have absolutely nothing good on me."

[virtueofsanityx]

there's a stab in her chest that she doesn't quite understand. it should be a relief to hear, right? that she isn't on the list of victims, that her fate isn't sealed, but there's something about it that... hurts? she isn't interesting enough to make a character out of. she can't worry about that now, but she can feel the way her expression falls at hearing it none the less. "oh. well... good." she's quick to clear her throat and reaches up to brush hair away from her face, just to give her hands something to do. "let's... let's go grab some, like, pepper spray and stuff and get to the game. maybe we can catch him and warn him before anything crazy happens, yeah?"

"we have to go to the game." cain repeats her words knowing she's right and that it's the most logical next step. he just hates that they have to. "fuck." he mutters under his breath. "i didn't even think about them blaming me but i guess..it would make sense to them,right?" cain gaze rises to meet hears only to drop to his shoes, dirty converse poorly laced. "you - - no. you're not in it." cain lies to the other. he needed to keep her calm right now.

[haunting-hari]

plotline: i suppose i will help

[no tws] [hari and a certain other character finally meeting in canon. enjoy :3 ]

6 PM. Hari was only walking through his usual clearing, from the pond back to where he stayed. He held Locket in his arms, content after hours of swimming.

So he was surprised when the froakie jumped out of his arms, going to an upper tree branch. He sighed as Locket bounced off, Hari following suit.

..

How long had she been here for? Maxie had finally found Jelly. That little rascal ditto. But now, where exactly was she? It wasn't familiar- and it certainly was far from Driftveil city.

She shrugged it off. Oh well, she had what was important to her. If she kept walking in one direction, she'd get out eventually.

Since it was winter, it got cold, and dark, fast. Cas, Maxie's morelull offered to light the way. Maxie sighed, worrying he would get cold, but let him stay on her head, if not just for a little.

She stopped when Cas' light suddenly got darker. Was he tired?

She picked him up- no, he had just turned around and got distracted. She noticed Cas staring at something. Maxie too, looked behind her.

She saw nothing, but heard something in the trees. She looked up.

Jelly squirmed and made some sort of a distressed noise right before someone came crashing into her.

Maxie quickly got up. Someone else here?

.

Hari shook his head, and got to his knees. He was looking straight up, not really looking in front of him. Oops.

But.. that was not a tree.

He dusted himself off, Locket jumping right down on top of him. He saw a girl, already off the dirt, cooing at her shaken up ditto she held in her arms.

..Another person? Here?

"I- oh arc. I apologize. I wasn't looking where I was..-" He began, only to be interrupted by a series of 'no's.

"Please, don't worry about it! I wasn't looking where I was going either. And I don't think either of us were expecting another person here, hah."

He sighed, catching his breath for a moment.

"Your froakie is adorable, by the way. Are you from Kalos?"

Hari breathed out a laugh. "No. I was born in Unova. I found this lil' guy as an egg in my room. Dunno where it came from, but I kept him, and here we are."

She smiled. "My name's Maxie."

He smiled back. "Hari."

Maxie brought Cas down from her head- who was still somewhat clinging on her hair after the fall. She chuckled, combed her hair back with her hand, and looked back up at Hari.

"You uh. You come here often?" she asked awkwardly, averting her eyes down to Cas and Jelly.

He chuckles. "Surprisingly enough, I do. I only really ever stay in the forest."

"Really? So that's why I haven't seen you! I am... not as familiar, ahah.."

Hari paused. "Are you lost?"

Maxie slowly nodded.

He scoffed a chuckle. "Where you headed home to?"

"Driftveil."

"Isn't that a port city?" He began to walk in what he knew was east towards a near city. "This is pretty far inland."

Maxie shrugged. "I walk around the region a lot."

"You walk?"

Maxie giggled at Hari's expression. "I walk fast,"

"Doesn't look it."

"Not on mountain terrain," she said, crossing her arms. Hari hadn't even noticed that both Jelly and Cas were resting ontop of her head.

"What's so funny?"

Hari blinked. Oh. He hadn't meant to laugh.

"Nothing. I just.. didn't think they'd just sit up there," He says, still giggling somewhat despite himself.

"Ah! That's their throne, of course," She laughs out, "Sometimes all three will sit on there."

"Three?"

"I have a sobble, Miiko. She'd be cold if she went out now, though."

Hari shrugged. Maxie slowed, walking more shoulder to shoulder rather than simply in front of him. She snorted.

"I suppose i'm not the only one who's a throne around here."

Hari sighed, and shook his head slightly. Sure enough, Locket hopped down into Hari's arms.

"I forget he does that sometimes," He laughs.

Maxie smiles, and Jelly slides down into her coat pocket. Cas jumps down to her shoulder. Nestling in her neck. She sighs happily, and returns them to their pokeball.

"Are you cold too?" He muses.

"Nah. I run hot. Most of everyone else I know doesn't."

"Hah. Opposite for me." The exact opposite, he thinks.

"You're cold?"

...

A pause.

"You are, aren't you? Can I get you-"

"Please, don't worry about it," he says, unknowingly mimicking Maxie's own words from when they ran into the other. " 'm always cold, anyways."

Maxie chews the inside of her cheek.

"May I?"

She holds a hand out.

Hari slowly nods as she takes it.

..

"If my hand's too cold, you can let go, y'know."

"Nah. I don't mind."

"...Why?"

"I don't mind whatever your hand may be. Hell, I hold Jelly's hand, and they're just goo. Doesn't matter how cold you are. I just thought your hand needed holding."

".."

"Did that sound weird? Yeah. Yeah that sounded kinda weird. Sorry. You can let go if you want to. I really hope you're not adverse to touch, like my brother is. I keep forgetting sometimes, but I'm getting better. Am I rambling? Could you stop me if this gets annoying?"

He squeezes her hand.

"Do you plan on coming back to this forest?"

She blinks. "What?"

"...If you had a reason to come back. Would you?"

"I don't need reason to do anything, frankly."

He smiles. "But.. would you? Would you come back?"

"Probably. But hopefully it's not because Jelly gets lost again," She chuckles.

"Hopefully," He chuckles.

"I think I'd rather come back for you."

...

The door to her house clicked shut. Maxie's siblings- a brother and sister, ran up to her.

"Do you have Grape??"

The sister nudged the brother. "Full name is 'Grape Jelly.' But the last name goes first, like in Kanto."

"You only learned that from anime," The boy huffed.

Maxie laughed softly. "Alright, you two, alright. Yes, our friend Grape Jelly is a-okay! Sorry it took me a while. I got lost."

The younger girl crossed her arms. "I'm gonna give Jelly a talking to!"

Maxie laughed. "No, I think Jelly's had enough for one night," She sighs, "And besides. I have Jelly to thank for a new friend."

...

As he walked back to his house- it was 7PM by now. It would have been shorter, but apparently you walk slower while you talk.

Locket had long since fallen asleep on the way back.

..What felt so nostalgic?

..

Didn't matter.

He didn't think it would happen, but he finally found someone- in person, mind you- someone who wasn't... freaked out. Who, for starters, didn't even question why he lived in the creepy woods, or why their hands were as cold as ice- non metaphorically.

He'd found a ray of sunshine. And Arc, had he needed one.

...

..

.

What was he thinking of? What was this reminding him of?

..Wait...

“…why… why did you do that?”

“hm?”

“why are you… hugging me. you don’t know me.”

“I don’t,” she sighed into his shoulder, “but i don’t need to know you to understand.”

“…”

“I can only guess why you’re here, but all i know is that we both need someone right now.”

“……”

“..”

the girl felt the pale boy shake. “th…. thank you.”

she hugged him tighter.

[shadowyspectre]

closed starter for @inmiasma

"Wowie, come to check out little ole me?" The golden simian propped his hands behind his head. His tail flicked sharply, revealing the agitation that lurked just under the surface. Already, his foul mood was just going down the drain. All thanks to the lovely appearance of his visitor. Still, the king did his best to keep it locked away. He could totally be calm. He wouldn't fly off the handle. Wukong could be the true form of tranquility. As long as the other left.

"Honestly, I'm truly grateful but do you mind just...going away?" he made a shooing motion with his hand. "Like, ya know, go back to...whatever it is you do. That would make me so happy."

"You see, it could be a real blessing. Just the absolute best."

[cynicallyscorned]

" You couldn't get rid of me even if you tried. "

[virtueofsanityx]

"well, i spend most of my time locked up in a little gremlin cave to draw or work on commissions, and the time i don't spend doing that, i spend at a coffee shop making overpriced lattes for very stuck up people who think they're special because they drink overpriced lattes. so... yeah, no, not a lot of social life in there." it's not like the number is zero, but a lot of hari's closest friends are also all over the place, people she went to college with and people she doesn't get to see as often anymore.

an eyebrow raises, but as she gives him a good once over, (perhaps a little too much of a once over), she notes the arms, the build, the look of a firefighter and it makes sense. "you don't have to take me to lunch to thank me, i didn't mind taking care of your very pathetic meltdown moment. but i will let you take me to lunch because i like free food, deal?"

" no way you don't have that many friends. you're so cool." even if he didn't know much about his new form friendship with the stranger but considering she had been inviting and calm and had a friendly demeanor, he found it hard that no one would want to be around her. " you're nice, you're insanely talented. i will 100% be your friend." " im a firefighter." he responded. " it was my day off which actually..." the male sat up to look at hari. " i am off tomorrow too. we should do something. let me take you out for lunch as a thank you for taking care of me. what do you say?"

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

👑 + blitzo

SEND ME 👑 + A CHARACTER NAME OF A CHARACTER YOU THINK I SHOULD WRITE ! 

WOULD I: YES / MAYBE / NO

HAVE I EVER BEFORE: YES / NO 

Inferiority complex? Attention seeking behavior? Poor understanding of personal boundaries? Improbably charismatic despite all of this and his many other noxious traits? ...why, what makes you think I could write him?

ICON & WRITING SAMPLE:

"Wow, really? I don't understand why I even go to therapy when apparently I can get some random jackass to try and pick me apart for free. Well if this is how it's gonna be Doctor Freud, how about we skip to the part where you prescribe me cocaine?"

[virtueofsanityx]

[ aftercare ] / [ first time ] / [ positions ] [ for hari! ]

sexual headcanon alphabet | accepting!

[ aftercare ] ― what are they like after sex? any specific routine they have for themselves or their partner that they like to do?

it depends on how good or bad the sex was, really. hari is extremely talkative after sex if the sex was good, but if it was bad, she tends to just roll over and go to sleep/get up and leave. she definitely likes the ritual of grabbing a damp washcloth to clean herself and her partner up after, feels like it's intimate and gentle and soft.

[ first time ] ― what was their first time like? when did it happen? did they enjoy it?

hari's first time was terrible. she was a barely an adult, in college, at a party, and met a guy who knew how to say the right things until he got what he wanted. she doesn't like to think about it, so she doesn't often.

[ positions ] ― what are their favorite sex positions? is there something they typically default to? a special position they've always wanted to try?

hari likes to be on top. for no other reason than she likes to control the mood, the pace, and the fun they're both having. she has always wanted to try shower sex, but has a deep seated fear of slipping and falling and ending up dead and naked on a bathroom floor.

[haunting-hari]

can’t sleep! The Dread

[shadowyspectre]

"I'll have you know I can boot you off my mountain if I want to."

His tail flicked to the side. "I'm just choosing not to because I'm such a pacifist."

[virtueofsanityx]

she started to question him, started to ask how he planned to make her do anything, but she didn't get a chance before her wine was taken and she was suddenly being swept into zeke's arms, body pulled backwards, and landing in his lap in a soft 'oof', with no chance of escape present as it seemed he was perfectly content to hold her there. she wondered if he could feel just how fast her heart was beating, just how hard, and if it was giving away just how much she actually really liked this, being in his arms, being in his lap.

she didn't even want to think about the looks that their friends were shooting them. she was already flustered and blushing quite enough without that.

"you're absolutely impossible and this is cheating." a shiver ran up her spine, tingling a little as his lips brushed close to her ear, and she worried that he would feel that too. god, as nice as it felt to be in his lap, she worried that it would put a flashing, neon sign above her head about how desperately into him she actually was. "you have to get your way, z." she leaned forward just enough to grab her glass of wine, downing it way too quickly to try and stem at least a little of the embarrassment she was feeling, before turning to shoot him a playful little glare. "let me know when you start to get too warm so i can get up. or if i get too heavy. seriously."

he expected hari to thank him and take the offered seat, but nothing was that easy with her, she did the opposite of what he expected. apparently, the look zeke gave her wasn't insistent enough. he fought the urge to mirror her and fold his own arms in return, but he was afraid she'd think he was mocking her. "that does not count," he quickly replied with another shake of his head. "you will sit or i will make you sit." they were definitely giving their friends a show, but he didn't care.

zeke hadn't moved an inch, he fully intended to give her the seat, but it looked like she had the same idea. "damn it, hari," he grunted. "you are testing me, i swear," he added and pinched the bridge of his nose. he took the wine glass from her and put it on the coffee table in front of the couch along with his own glass. with a quick swoop he wrapped his arm around her waist, turned her back towards him, pulled her flush against himself, and sat down on the couch taking hari down with him. "there," he said, his lips next to her ear, his arm still firmly around her in case she decided to jump up. "problem solved. now we're both sitting."

[livesforgttnaa]

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[virtueofsanityx]

[ 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 ] : sender and receiver are finally about to kiss, but are interrupted. / cain + hari

it's like slow motion, like a scene from a movie that he might direct, the climax, the moment that everything has boiled down to. the air between them is a warm mixture of their breath, lips so close that it's about to happen, her eyes are closed, another second and she's sure fireworks will explode behind her eyes.

and then, of course, it doesn't happen.

the loud clearing of a throat just behind them startles her, enough to force her eyes back open, and though disappointment floods her, her head turns fully to look toward the sound, the expression on her face dark, daring whoever it is to have a good enough excuse for it.

[virtueofsanityx]

it's one of those things that feels like a punch in the gut and floating on a cloud all at once. a baby. little tiny human. already, she's feeling the panic, she's going to have to raise a child, teach it, help it grow, but as she's pulled into a hug, as jeremy assures that he's happy, she feels a little bit better about the whole thing. lips press against the side of his head, where she can raach, to ghost a gentle kiss there before settling into the hug. "i'm okay. i didn't want to wake you up in case it wasn't... i mean i didn't want you to wake up for no reason just because i had a hunch, that would have felt silly and unnecessary. but we're... we're gonna have a baby. i'll have to call the doctors office, set up an appointment. i don't wanna tell anyone yet, just... just in case, you know... but... oh, god, we have so many things to do. baby proofing everything. i can't eat fish for a while, according to the internet. we're gonna have a baby."

jeremy's mouth fell open, the words not quite coming out of them for a moment before they finally reached out, both of his hands reaching for hari to draw her into a hug. "i'm happy, i'm so fucking happy. baby, holy shit." it wasn't something explicitly planned, he supposed, but with her they'd always wanted it in a way they hadn't before. a family, a real one and now it sits perched on a horizon not far off from them. he buries his face in her neck, finding that tears make his own vision blurry. "this is... nuts. you sure you're okay? you... you could have woken me up, i would have waited for the tests with you."