#muse: hari

[virtueofsanityx]

"technically speaking, my father's wife is the only mother i've ever known. as far as anyone is aware, she's my biological mother." anyone except for a very select group of people that hari herself was never supposed to be a part of, but that is neither here nor there. after all, the woman who was actually her mother had handed her over for a large sum of money and agreed to never appear in her life again, so did any of it really matter at all? she leaves that part out of the story, though, reaches down to wrap her arms around her knees for a small ounce of comfort that the action manages to provide.

a laugh leaves her, and she shakes her head a little. "traditional by the wrong standards, i think. they're all business deals and no holding hands before marriage and you don't have to be in love to marry someone, that can come later, but doesn't need to come at all." she sighs, and in an impulsive moment, leans over just enough to rest her head on his shoulder to steal a bit more comfort from him.

"but it's stupid to settle down and have children just because a society deems that there's an appropriate age to do that. doesn't make for a very loving home." not that she's making wild assumptions about his home life, but she can guess based on the little that he's offered. "you don't have to do that, by the way." she adds after a moment of thought, a small chuckle. "share, i mean. if you aren't comfortable. i know i've done a lot of deep lore dumping here, but that's just... i dunno, i do that. i think it's because if i say it out loud, i can hear how silly it all is over and over again."

"i assume they do. or they did at some point and since i didn't go home for two years, they agreed to break the contract. they're probably looking, at the very least. they have someone lined up for my cousin mina, though she's absolutely in love with someone already and unlikely to give in, and from the last time we went out to drink wine, our other cousin bora has a plan that she's worked out with her dad." she shrugs, though it isn't much of a shrug with the position she's curled herself in to. "even if they do, i'm not marrying for anything but love. if i marry at all, it'll be because i want to, because someone looked at me said i was the person they couldn't live without, all that mushy romantic stuff."

there's another pause as she thinks, then her next laugh is a little quieter, a little more shaky. "i don't care if they think i fucked you on a dance floor in full view of the entire party. whether it's that or it's just that i ran off with you, i'll get the same questions. who are you. who are your people." she sits up again, offering a small, kind smile to him. "i don't need reassurance. i promise, i'm not nearly as miserable as my deep lore makes me seem. i'm happy. i'm healthy. i'm really great in bed. who needs decent parents when you have all of that?"

"ah, so you are a woman that cares about semantics. i can appreciate that." as someone that, too, is very much into the fine details, who also warps the negatives of life into positive to his own liking. it's all about a matter of perspective. and perhaps a dash of cognitive dissonance also helps. can he make sense of what hari is attempting to feed him? not really, but he can appreciate the heart of where it comes from all the same. clearly hari has come from a background where she has turned scraps, what has been discarded, into something that seems to shine with gold.

while this spot may not mean anything to those that had bought it, she has turned it into a safe space, and he can appreciate it for what it's worth. since he doesn't have to hang around in the dust, that is.

"your father's wife. that is a phrasing that i, at least, can relate to. the aunt thing is beyond me since both of my parents were only children." still, is the procedure for what she has to follow for the naming system of her family considered 'normal?' no. still, he has to offer something in turn. "ah, so they are very traditional. an outdated concept, to be for certain. my own parents only married, however, as they were at the age where they felt they were obligated to have children. so perhaps that is something similar."

regardless, it's not how either of them should have to be raised. "do they not have an arranged marriage set up for you then?" he poses in turn, stretching out his legs leisurely before he draws them up so that he can sit up with his knees brought to his chest. "so your social circle is all interconnected? must be unfortunate. at least with my parents, they will never catch wind of what goes on while i'm working." as neither of them really care. their step-children mattered more to them than the one child that they shared and that is biologically their own. that suits him fine. "if you need me to talk to anyone and assure you everything has been toward....i can do that."

he doesn't mind providing assurances, since nothing that has transpired between them has been heated in the slightest. that attraction is there, but jinho has to wonder if it's one-sided. perhaps all hari is seeking is a confidant, and that is fine with him, too. "mm, it's good that you also rejected those expectations, then. that's all i could do in order to maintain an identity of my own, so i have no regrets. it has isolated my from my parents, but that is fine with me." his lips twitch into an appreciative smile. "that is very sweet of you to say, particularly when it seems that you are the one in need of reassurances that you are doing the right thing of pursuing your own dreams and not adhering to the demands of the 'sirs' and 'ma'ams' of your life."

[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."