#muse: hari

[virtueofsanityx]

@bruiscdmouth sent [ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 ] : as sender is about to leave, receiver grabs them by the wrist from this meme || still accepting || levi & hari

"wait!" before she can think to stop herself, hari's reaching out, grabbing him by the wrist. as her fingers close around it, her entire body freezes, eyes wide, frown set deep in her lips. "i don't understand why we're fighting." she finally says, clinging for just a moment more before she lets her hand fall away, a flush of embarrassment rushing to her cheeks, eyes falling to the floor to hide the way they water, unsure and uncomfortable. "can... don't leave angry, please? let me fix it."

[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.

[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

[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.

[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."

[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."

[virtueofsanityx]

[ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] — zeke & hari (sugary candy)

how many times will hari come up with an excuse to kiss zeke? the answer is likely a million, and every time she does it, it's getting harder and harder to pretend it wasn't a completely selfish errand. hands press gently against his chest, and her lips linger on his, soft and gentle and almost shy, a kiss that's as sweet as whatever candy is still on his lips, which she tastes just barely as her tongue darts out to swipe across them before she quickly pulls back, the blaze of pink high on her cheeks giving her away. "if i say 'you had sugar on your lips and i wanted to get it for you', does that track, or am i just giving myself away?" her chuckle is soft, a little self deprecating, and a hand comes up to press against her cheek, willing some of the blush to go away.

[cynicallyscorned]

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

[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."

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

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"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?"

[livesforgttnaa]

@hrbngr asked: the reception after the wedding was… quiet. to say the least. music played, but there wasn’t much life going on… just as expected for the wedding day of the third and youngest madrigal triplet. bruno would say he was surprised, but… no, this was expected. it wasn’t exactly a secret that bruno had become the outcast of the family — and the valley to begin with. the little people that were here were more afraid of the consequences of not showing up. the other people there were here were — here for renata. his… now wife. he stares blankly at the glass of wine in front of him — only brought back when renata speaks to him, asking him to dance. ❝ no, no.. you know me. i’m not a dancer. ❞ he waves, sitting back in his seat. ❝ you go and.. ha-have fun. i’ll be here… ❞ though he wished he could just go to his room…

▬▬▬☆     Today was meant to be the happiest day of her life. Renata was getting married! It was a wonderful day, the wedding everything that she had ever dreamed. At the reception, Renata made the rounds to everyone who had shown up, welcoming && thanking them for being there. She didn't mind that Bruno wasn't there with her for greetings, she understood that he wasn't much for mingling.

                              As the night progressed, Renata periodically glanced toward her new husband, always sat in the same spot. That just wouldn't do anymore. Excusing herself from the conversation she was having, Renata approached Bruno, a hopeful smile on her face as she asked him for a dance. He hadn't danced all night -- maybe he could give her just one.

                              ❝ I know... I know && I don't mind it at all, my love. Just.. one dance? One dance && then we can leave. Spend the rest of the night together, just us. Everybody else can stay && enjoy the party. Please? ❞

                              She so hoped he would agree.

[virtueofsanityx]

her head pops out of the window, mug of coffee in her hand and eyebrow lifted at the strange man. "i dunno who hannah is, but if this is your reaction, honestly? i think she might have made the right choice. any chance you wanna stop throwing rocks? i don't have renters insurance."

open to : f / nb ( 30+ ). muse : jesse morrison. heterosexual. he / him. plot in source. * please do not like my starter !

" c'mon hannah !" words slurred from his lips as he tossed another small rock at the window. " sending me a break up text is so middle school !"

[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."

[livesforgttnaa]

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[virtueofsanityx]

"i read schlock. because i like schlock, thank you very much and there is absolutely nothing wrong with enjoying a little bit of light, smutty reading to unwind after a long day so.... shush, you." it strikes hari a little too quickly that she's spiraling into a total panic territory that is, probably, completely unnecessary. this poor man has been nothing but nice to her so far, offering her a ride, being polite and not trying to grab her and run off down the street. he's given little to no indication that he's interested in anything even close to kidnapping or stealing her organs and she's just... letting her imagination run wild. her face flushes with the realization and she shakes her head a little, blowing out a long sigh. phone appearing from her back pocket, she quickly types a message into it and shoots it off before looking up at the man again. "i'm sorry. i went a little bit... kooky there. i just..." she quickly lifts her phone and snaps a photo of the man and shoots off another message before her phone disappears into her pocket again. "you can never be too careful these days. my name is hari. hari cha. i live on the other side of town, i wouldn't want you to go too far out of your way if that's too far. i was here to drop off illustrations for that coffee shop down the street. they're redesigning and i'm in the running for their artist position. you... probably don't care, sorry. anyway. i've never been on a motorcycle before. is it really scary?"

Lucian can't help the grin of amusement that spreads across his face at the women's rambling. This was not at all the conversation that he expected to have when asking the women if she needed a ride. "Hot scruffy motorcycle guy." He nodded along. He had never been much for reading unless it was instructions on how to repair something and even then he had always been much better with watching somebody else do it first. "You most read some very intelligent authors." he chuckled when she informed him that all these books said about his kind were that they were good in bed and dangerous. Lucian was going to point out how silly her plan was due to the fact if he was going to kill her he could simply take his item back but she had beat him to that conclusion herself during her little ramble. He laughed deciding to put her out of her misery before she talked herself into a nervous breakdown. "Listen I don't have much of any worth on my person." he admitted "This jacket on my back is about the only damn thing that holds any meaning to me anymore and you wont get it off of me unless I'm dead." He admitted. "What I can offer you is my full legal name and an address that you can send to a friend along with my picture that they could then send to the police if you don't call them within the hour? He offered "I'll even let you get all of my defining scars and tattoos." he spoke already rolling up his sleeves.