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ā² lounging in the living room go ( to orion <3 )
sendĀ ā² to pull my muse into your museās lap! ACCEPTING.
SHOUTA HAS NEVER BEEN EASY TO READ. couple that with orion being chemically terrible at reading people and you have a crush that never quite progresses beyond agonizing pining. in this case, it's a crush that has lasted for years, so many years that it's worn a groove in him. even now, lounging with shouta on the couch, orion's heartbeat flutters just the same as it did when they were in high school. he still loses the ability to speak when shou compliments him, and he still feels himself melt like a burning candle under the attention of those eyes.
something is different tonight. it starts with a conversation, a shared snack bowl, orion doodling in his sketchbook while they watch a show together. orion finds his eye wandering: the stubble, the knife-sharp line of his jaw, the wild hair, the corners of his mouth. all traits that have graced the pages of orion's sketchbooks and easels many, many more times than he'd be comfortable sharing.
it's when orion returns from the kitchen now, fresh off of chugging a glass of water (after, yes, forgetting for most of the day again.) that their called-from-another-room conversation falls into a lull of silence. a long look. in the silence, in the stare, shouta leans forward and takes orion's long and pallid hand in his.
even that small touch is enough to turn off every single thought in his brain. gone. a white screen, 404 error. is āĀ ? is? at first he's not fully sure of the intent: there's a tug at his hand, down and toward. closer, it says, and he obeys wordlessly, every nerve in his body alight as he follows the other's gentle guiding until his long, spidery body is folded in shouta's lap. the hum, the sing of the blood in his veins.
ā shou ā ā just barely, the tremor in his hands flares. it's a side effect not of anxiety, but of adrenaline, a decade of yearning with no end in sight being acknowledged ā accepted? ā for the first time. worse in the left, the one shou's holding. despite it, he presses forward just a bit. those pale and uncalloused fingers, shaking fingers, brush over the stubble he'd been staring at earlier before coming to rest on his jaw. a smile, then. hopeful, a little afraid. there is still a chance he's reading all of this wrong. ā ... hi. ā
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Playing around with human OP designs š plus a bonus
#i need to get new colouring pencils my red pencil is clinging to life by a thread lol#tfp#transformers#transformers prime#optimus prime#orion pax#art#my art#fanart#sketches#traditional art
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Being constantly surrounded by the presence of a loving God sounds great until you realize you never know when his freaky fuckin eyes are gonna show up to check on you.
And man. They do it a LOT.
#primus please let the mech breathe#what i want to emphasize most with this iteration of optimus is the inherent fucking terror of being made a prime#really pick at those little threads of how fucked the matrix as a concept is. same with the staple tropes of op himself#the idea in tfp that it can entirely change your personality. and that if you lose it you cannot remember your time with it#those implications send me spiraling. to what degree is optimus the same being as orion pax? do you forfeit your soul to be a demigod?#do you fucking die to become a conduit for the higher being that made you? letting it puppet your mind and body like a parasitoid?#if death in transformers is simply rejoining the allspark; if the soul is something splintered off from the whole;#and if to die as a cybertronian is for that fragment to merge with the whole once again. is a prime not fundamentally a dead mech walking?#a prime stands with one pede in the afterlife and one in the land of the living and has to keep up with both at once#constantly seeing visions from a plane his processor was never meant to comprehend with optics that were never built to see it#forced to adapt into an elevated being as much as a frame that still has silly things like wants and needs and emotions and base coding can#how does a mortal live when his body is no longer just his body; but a vessel fir something holy and a tool fashioned to heal the world?#when he can never truly be alone again and he has to simply live with the ever present knowledge that he is being watched#both by his god and by the world#how does one live knowing not even their thoughts are private? when your god may be living but man he does not get the idea of boundaries#guess it must be hard to grasp personal space and all that when youre an ocean of souls that left it behind#maccadam#transformers#wayward sparks#optimus prime#art tag#sometimes i feel kinda bad for putting this bastard through The Horrors. if ws gets made all the way he will be thrown so many bones#only sometimes tho >:3
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Aromantic adult books (part 2)
ARO WEEK 2023
WERECOCKROACH / contemporary sff novella / aroace agender MC
SAILING BY ORIONāS STAR / historical fiction / multiple aroace MCs
THE WORLD WE MAKE / contemporary lovecraftian sci-fi/fantasy / one of the many MCs is aroace codedĀ
BAKER THIEF / urban/high fantasy / one of the two MCs is aro bi
BLOODY SPADE / urban/high fantasy / one of the major characters/MCās brother is aro bi - edit, this duology is now promoted as YA? which tbh makes more sense
THE THREAD THAT BINDS / urban/high fantasy / one of the 3 MCs is aroace, other aro-spec side chars
*as a note, some of these only briefly explore aromanticism, and/or explore the ace part of the aroace character more. If you want more details on how much things are explored, see my database!
#aromantic#aromantic books#aroweek2023#arospec awareness week#aro books#WERECOCKROACH#SAILING BY ORIONāS STAR#THE WORLD WE MAKE#BAKER THIEF#BLOODY SPADE#THE THREAD THAT BINDS#asaw#aro week#aroweek#aro week 2023
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Orion waits patiently for Laertes to show. He figures if he wants long enough, sheāll pop up.
They donāt have to wait long.
Laertes stumbles through a portal the size of a thumbtack. Her hair looks different- like heās gotten fairy hair, if the colors of fairy hair swirled in the light and hurt to look at for more than a few moments. It seems stronger where her braids meet their head, and the odd shape of the brighter presence implies that someone had grabbed it, and hard.
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āÆāĀ faceĀ claimĀ :Ā forĀ allĀ intentsĀ andĀ purposesĀ ofĀ havingĀ aĀ pictureĀ inĀ mind,Ā lilaāsĀ faceĀ claimĀ isĀ argentiĀ ofĀ honkaiĀ starĀ rail.Ā thereĀ isĀ noĀ affiliationĀ toĀ theĀ characterĀ in-gameĀ orĀ in-gameĀ canon.
āÆāspeciesĀ &&Ā attributesĀ :Ā lilaĀ isĀ aĀ vinge,Ā whichĀ isĀ theĀ nativeĀ speciesĀ ofĀ aurevia.Ā becauseĀ ofĀ this,Ā sheĀ hasĀ largeĀ wingsĀ onĀ herĀ back,Ā whichĀ hasĀ aĀ wingspanĀ ofĀ 42ft.Ā herĀ backĀ wingsĀ areĀ largerĀ thanĀ normal,Ā andĀ dragĀ onĀ theĀ floorĀ whenĀ sheĀ walks.Ā becauseĀ ofĀ herĀ vingeĀ ancestryĀ andĀ herĀ family,Ā moonstoneĀ vingesĀ areĀ bornĀ withĀ 2Ā extraĀ pairsĀ ofĀ wings,Ā oneĀ pairĀ rightĀ underĀ herĀ earsĀ (Ā imagineĀ sundayĀ ofĀ hsrĀ ),Ā andĀ oneĀ pairĀ onĀ herĀ ankles.Ā bothĀ pairsĀ areĀ uselessĀ inĀ flightĀ andĀ areĀ muchĀ smallerĀ thanĀ herĀ backĀ wings.
āÆāgenderĀ &&Ā pronounsĀ :Ā vingesĀ areĀ aĀ non-binaryĀ species,Ā withĀ noĀ emphasisĀ onĀ genderĀ andĀ aĀ sharedĀ biology.Ā becauseĀ ofĀ this,Ā vingesĀ haveĀ bothĀ sexualĀ reproductiveĀ partsĀ (Ā imagineĀ ryoĀ asukaāsĀ demonĀ formĀ inĀ devilmanĀ crybabyĀ ).Ā vingesĀ typicallyĀ doĀ notĀ assignĀ themselvesĀ toĀ anyĀ setĀ pronouns,Ā however,Ā lilaĀ associatesĀ herselfĀ withĀ she/herĀ orĀ they/themĀ pronouns.Ā sheĀ doesĀ notĀ likeĀ he/himĀ pronouns.
āÆābuildĀ :Ā dueĀ toĀ theĀ factĀ thatĀ lilaĀ isĀ aĀ knight,Ā sheĀ isĀ ratherĀ fitĀ withĀ aĀ biggerĀ build.Ā althoughĀ theyĀ areĀ onĀ aĀ bitĀ onĀ theĀ leanerĀ side,Ā sheĀ isĀ stillĀ incrediblyĀ tonedĀ withĀ aĀ niceĀ amountĀ ofĀ muscle.Ā theirĀ backĀ isĀ probablyĀ theĀ mostĀ muscularĀ dueĀ toĀ theĀ factĀ thatĀ theirĀ wingsĀ areĀ soĀ heavy.Ā sheĀ hasĀ aĀ ratherĀ flatĀ chest,Ā whichĀ sheĀ isĀ thankfulĀ forĀ dueĀ toĀ notĀ havingĀ toĀ modifyĀ herĀ armourĀ tooĀ much.
āÆāheightĀ :Ā vingesĀ areĀ aĀ naturallyĀ tallĀ species,Ā withĀ theirĀ standardĀ heightĀ beingĀ 7 ft,Ā 5inĀ orĀ above.Ā lilaĀ standsĀ atĀ aĀ typicallyĀ normalĀ heightĀ ofĀ 7 ft,Ā 8in.
āÆāhairĀ &&Ā eyeĀ colourĀ :Ā lilaāsĀ hairĀ isĀ aĀ bright,Ā almostĀ cherryĀ red.Ā itĀ isĀ longĀ andĀ wavyĀ andĀ restsĀ atĀ theĀ veryĀ bottomĀ ofĀ herĀ lowerĀ back.Ā sheĀ hasĀ onlyĀ cutĀ itĀ once,Ā andĀ despiteĀ howĀ longĀ itĀ is,Ā lilaĀ hasĀ masteredĀ doingĀ herĀ hairĀ inĀ underĀ 10Ā minutes.Ā theirĀ eyeĀ colourĀ isĀ anĀ emeraldĀ green.Ā however,Ā sheĀ hasĀ aĀ centralĀ heterochromiaĀ inĀ herĀ eyesĀ whichĀ isĀ aĀ goldĀ colourĀ andĀ doesĀ notĀ affectĀ herĀ vision.
āÆānotableĀ featuresĀ :Ā despiteĀ herĀ fieryĀ longĀ hairĀ whichĀ constantlyĀ getsĀ herĀ unwantedĀ attention,Ā lilaĀ alsoĀ hasĀ veryĀ longĀ andĀ thickĀ eyelashes,Ā asĀ wellĀ asĀ multipleĀ molesĀ onĀ herĀ face.Ā sheĀ hasĀ oneĀ underĀ theirĀ leftĀ eye,Ā oneĀ aboveĀ herĀ lip,Ā oneĀ onĀ herĀ nose,Ā andĀ oneĀ onĀ herĀ jaw.Ā sheĀ hasĀ aĀ fewĀ scarsĀ alongĀ herĀ armsĀ andĀ legsĀ dueĀ toĀ knightĀ trainingĀ asĀ well.
āÆāoutfitsĀ :Ā inĀ theĀ majorityĀ ofĀ cases,Ā lilaĀ isĀ wearingĀ herĀ standardĀ knightāsĀ uniform,Ā whichĀ isĀ armouredĀ inĀ aĀ formĀ ofĀ protection.Ā onĀ daysĀ whereĀ sheĀ isĀ notĀ onĀ duty,Ā sheĀ isĀ notĀ someoneĀ whoĀ enjoysĀ dressesĀ orĀ dressingĀ incrediblyĀ formal.Ā sheĀ enjoysĀ aĀ relaxedĀ styleĀ ofĀ clothingĀ (Ā imagineĀ princeĀ ericĀ fromĀ theĀ littleĀ mermaidĀ ).
#ā± muse.#š½ššššššššš * ā± the beginning of your story .#š½ššššššššš * ā± study .#š½ššššššššš * ā± thread ć for my sword is yours .#for orion#. lila
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Starter for @orioncarnell
Location: Scouting out the Daybreakers base
Daybreakers.
Reavers and Daybreakers always circled one another, never really engaging. You'd hear them shouting sometimes, but mostly it was the night screaming that echoed furthest. Catherine tried not to hew loyalty to Reavers; they'd been a means to an end, but compared to Daybreakers? The mad pack had been saints.
So, when she'd heard about the Redwood community setup at the ranch and what had happened after, Catherine approved. You couldn't hope for the best with a group like Daybreakers. Being unpredictable and proactive had kept the Reavers safe, and it worked for Redwood, too.
For now.
But the Daybreakers could still be at their base. Regrouping, planning. Someone had to take initiative and investigate.
Catherine and Orion - having been the two Raiders chosen - left the ranch behind two miles back. Cat was impressed by Orion so far; Isaac had chosen well.
Presently they'd come across what looked like a Daybreaker who'd died post-Ranch, lying face-up and half covered in snow. The freshest fall was sticking to unblinking eyes and the remains of a jaw that worked the air slowly in a familiar holding pattern. Cat's attention, however, was more on Orion and his reaction. His choice. Approach or avoid? Mercy or necessity?
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[ i got distracted and doodled Sora and Orion. Opps >< ]
#ooc ;; seras doing a ramble#art things ;; seras gonna do some sketching#muse ;; sora ryuu#muse ;; orion#holds reflections of threads ;; mirror
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"you know what ??" oh no. "we cannot keep seeing eachother like that !!" where was she going with that ?? to be completely honest, orion had no idea, either. did that stop her from saying what's on her mind ?? never. "i mean... ā yeah, i will still need your help from time to time, but... you see... how about we just... go out somewhere ?? i'll try not to injure myself, you know." that part was still up in the air, though. even a pebble could be dangerous !! "an arcade place... some cotton candy ?? hmm...??"
@wcvensouls ā closed starter !!
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Orion and the Dark Plot
Thinking some thoughts about the plot of the movie and wanted to put them down in writing. Can read or not. Admittedly, this is also meant to help me incorporate the characters and plot into a larger xover, though not immediately so some of the concepts here can be used for other stories, AUs, what have you.
A good amount of the movie, pretty much everything plotwise up until we have the conflict between Dark and the other entities, is good from the word go. Dark and Orion's relationship as it develops is solid, the dynamics between Dark and the other entities a little less so though we definitely get something of a feel for how he thinks about each of them. He very much looks up to Dreams, which makes me wonder if Dark and Dreams co-opt the leadership role given that Dark would probably have been around first, with Sweet Dreams showing up later on. Dark doesn't always seem to understand the idiosyncrasies of Insomnia, Unexplained Noises, and Sleep, and in some cases he quite literally doesn't understand what Quiet is saying, though he clearly likes and supports them all as best he can.
Though one thing I do wonder is the notion of Dark's insecurities and how those play off. It doesn't seem like the others are unaware of Dark's struggles, but they might not understand the depth of what Dark's going through. Maybe he's tried to bring it up, but not made it to the level that he gets to with Orion in the tea shop, or he did actually divulge his worries about being seen as 'the bad guy' and was brushed off or basically told not to worry about it, which unfortunately can be like telling a trainee pilot not to crash the plane. I.E., if you tell someone not to look for a red car, all they're gonna see are red cars.
He also does seem to be weirdly apart from the rest of the group, especially if you remember the tea shop scene. Everybody else goes inside without Dark, he's just kind of allowed to sit at his own table and presumably no one notices. It could've been because Orion was there and the others figured that it was a private moment so they let it play out, but he's almost left behind right then and there. There's also the fact that he comes in late to the break where we meet the others and no one really comments. They're happy to see him, but from the looks of things, this is not the first time Dark's gone off on his own or showed up late to a break time. They seem pretty tight-knit, but Dark's kind of not totally integrated with the rest of them, and looking back on it, especially when considering what happens later on, it's really noticeable.
Light's role and character feels like it should be expanded. I still like the idea of he and Dark being, or seeing themselves as, twin brothers, as it gives some interesting issues for them and would make sense given that they were both likely 'created' around the same time if you're going for the spontaneous generation route. However, even if you're not going for that route, I'd still go further rather than making him just the 'nicer one that everyone likes'. In a way, I like the notion of making Light a shadow archetype to Dark, mostly because it's funny to think of and it makes them play off each other so much better in my mind. Where Dark is more insecure, Light is settled into who he is, where Dark is more open to outside influences, Light is more centered and less likely to let things get to him.
Them being brothers also makes their conflict interesting, because if anyone's had siblings, Lord knows they're gonna conflict over something. It probably doesn't help that Light and Dark can only spend so much time around each other due to their situation. So you have Light seeing how his brother is drawing away and getting more combative and, well, alright then, Dark, if you wanna be a jerk, you can be a jerk. Though I don't think Light's oblivious to what's going on, or maybe why. He, just like everyone else, kind of underestimates the problem.
The big part of the plot, apart from the time travel, that I would change is the scene where Sweet Dreams and Orion go into his dream to find Dark. Firstly, especially when looking back on it, I feel like they kind of skated over the fact that Dark, y'know, tried to wipe himself off the face of the earth on purpose. I know that it's kept tame for the kiddos, but maybe have a moment where Dark has to be drawn out of his own emotional muck, maybe in a quite literal sense. The lack of time travel also means that Dreams gets a bigger role, and if Orion is directly addressing the things that Dark told him, then that might also open up Dreams to a lot of what's been bothering Dark, character interaction and her getting to reconnect with him. The Black Hole scene is fantastic, though maybe a bit more lead-in with the earlier bits, and keep in mind Dark's character arc.
Ultimately, given where the plot goes, I like the fact that there is conflict between Dark and the other night entities, especially since we've been building up to that with Orion's intro, but maybe change it a little. Like, you can't tell me these guys have never seen what things look like in the day before. Maybe instead of them being just you're holding us back from experiencing a good thing because of what you are, Dark it turns into we're sick and tired of watching you continually get yourself into trouble because of what other people say about you, especially now that you're jumping down Orion's throat just because he expressed a contrary opinion. Because if we're going to talk about Dark being 'irresponsible', then we should also bring up the fact that he kind of implodes on Orion, a kid, as a result of the conversation with the other entities where he discusses daytime and why he likes it. Now, we the audience and Orion, know why he's doing that, but the other night entities might not fully grasp the scope of why this is happening. In their minds Dark might've just gone from okay, this insecurity is kind of annoying and interfering with our jobs to alright, now you're lashing out at people simply for saying they happen to prefer daytime, you're kind of just being a bully. Really gives you the chance to see how disconnected everyone's become, and feels like a better use of the Miscommunication Kills trope.
I also had a somewhat fun thought where the 'screw you Dark we're gonna go experience day without you holding us back' bit was a somewhat slapdash way of teaching Dark a lesson of sorts. A sort of alright, he wants to be a jerk, well, how about we show him what happens sort of thing. But this, again, coming out of issues where No One Is Saying The Things They Need To Say, so Dark's left stumbling and trying to explain. For extra oomph, maybe someone says something to the effect of your problems are not an excuse for bad behavior, maybe you should consider your actions have consequences? Bit of a thing that's harsher in hindsight, given what Dark decides to do as a result.
It definitely leads to some fun moments in retrospect. Not that the whole bit of the entities telling Dark that they appreciate him wasn't good, but, all things considered, and especially when harsh words are exchanged, maybe an apology is also needed. Admittedly though, this could go both ways, with the others apologizing to Dark for writing off his feelings and making him think they were abandoning him, and Dark apologizing for letting his not-so-great feelings take the fore, and also maybe not telling them about the scope of his worries depending on how the others take it. If he wasn't being fully honest, I can see some of the other entities, maybe Sweet Dreams, Quiet, and perhaps to a degree Unexplained Noises, Sleep, and Insomnia being like well, why didn't you SAY ANYTHING?! But, yeah, let's sit down and talk this mess out. It does also potentially bring them closer as friends (or more, if you wanna go that route).
Another fun thought, as a result of Dark getting BTFO'd by Light, does Light stop? Does he initially think no no no, he's just being dramatic, he's not actually and then...yep, turns out Dark did.
#orion and the dark#character thoughts#plot#oatd#oatd dark#oatd the dark#oatd light#oatd sweet dreams#oatd insomnia#oatd unexplained noises#oatd sleep#oatd quiet#clean-up for plot#took out the time travel#a part of me as a storyteller can appreciate it#but yeah#the part of me that's more plot oriented goes#this feels like an excuse for loose plot threads#so let's just tighten some bolts on plot a then
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Teagan sat on the bench outside the cafĆ©, balancing a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. The cold January air bit at her cheeks, but she liked the stillness of the town this time of year. She noticed a man across the street, standing by the noticeboard and reading one of the flyers pinned there. Something about his postureāhands shoved in his coat pockets, shoulders hunchedāreminded her of someone unsure of where they belonged. Without thinking, she called out, āLooking for something, or just killing time?ā
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ā seph-twin spiderverse fuckery, go!
@harerazor ā charon.
A LONG, LONG, LONG PAUSE. loooooooooooooooong pause. he blinks, squints a singular eye, checks his fingers to make sure he's awake.
ā is this a prank? there sure as hell aren't three of us. ā
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there's a wide grin that settles across his lips as he holds out a gift bag; a gaudy ass pink with faux fur lining. maybe he's a nuisance, and he makes himself one, but this is the most alive he's felt in a long time. "c'mon then, open up your gift birthday boy!" there's apprehension on orion's face, but it's rude to not accept the gift and they both know it: so fingers dig into the bag, pulling out the pink glittery object, face absolutely draining of color. ryomen's grin only widens. "it's so you can go fuck yourself!"
aisa twins birthday [ dec 21 ] shenanigans! | ACCEPTING.
ā WOW, THANKS! JUST WHAT i've always wanted! ā he proceeds to dart in as fast as he can to try to whack sukuna right in the nose with it.
#ic.#orion threads.#st4rsinclined#orion bond Ā» st4rsinclined ( ryomen sukuna / yakuza au: a soul with no king. )#{ CRYINGGGGG }
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The muscles surrounding Shinobu's eyes folded onto themselves, lifting her upper lips to reveal her elongated, honed fangs while her eyelids snapped over her vision. She pulled her head down with a squeaking hiss out of teeth, her arm jerked upward and shuddered in place, and her fist slid off of her shoulder. The hiss soon transitioned into a rattling growl that forced her cheeks to peel themselves from the enclosed row of ivory razors. The pauses between each of pants decreased with each one that was uttered toward Miq, enshrouding her visage with a vapor which rose past her the spades of flesh that jut out from her head's sides.
Shinobu "unlodged" her fist from the top of her shoulder and swept it through the air ahead of her while her exposed palm reclined to her side. They both furled their fingers into pointed hooks, the ends of her fingernails protruding through the ragged holes at the tips of her gloves. Her heels thrust themselves into the cement underneath her and, with a stinging yelp which pierced through Miq's hair and the illumination of her blonde hair, Shinobu's thighs tensed themselves and launched her off of the ground.
Soaring off the ground as a flashing streak, she crashed into Miq with a smack that streaked away from their chests and wobbled Shinobu's as they pressed against the human's. Perhaps Miq might even notice a large, flabby pouch poking against her own and mashing against the bottoms of their breasts. Accompanying the echoing smack was the eruption of pebbles which launched away from her heels, pelting the ground with rapid clacks while a cloud of dust arose from her dress as it waved into the air alongside her hair, which has now dulled itself to enwreath its follicles with the lucent moonlight. Her legs, with an occasional twitch, rose Shinobu's torso above the ground as it curved toward its horizontal orientation.
Her arms snapped against Miq's back, her fingers grasping into a pudgy roll above her stomach while the former compressed themselves against the solid walls underneath it. Shinobu's eyelids trembled as they compressed against themselves. Her hair trickled onto the floor from her head, its tips bracing against the cement and obscuring the left side of Miq's hair from any potential spectators. Her dress fluttered downward, wilting against the back of her legs and blowing the dust drifting around them to her front. Constant, humid gusts swelled Shinobu's neck against Miq's and blew onto her nape, caking it with a slim layer of dew and puffing the billowing dust away from her visage.
As Shinobu pressed her arms deeper into Miq's rolls and her fingers curled within them, the pauses of her breath increased and her eyelids gradually pulled themselves apart, leaving her eyes to stare at the scattered leaves, twigs, and rubbish on the floor her body hovered above while Miq's presumably gazed at the bright specks illuminating the vacant, black sheet which was spread above them. Shinobu inhaled a considerable amount of air that was expelled with the loosening of her arms. Her eyelids partially draped over her irises before she lifted her head from Miq's shoulder to position her mouth over her ear.
"Disregard the prattle I uttered to you earlier. I'm entirely knowledgeable regarding the reason why humans choose to approach irrefutable threats to their existences. They can sometimes find them to be elusive in a way that beckons them to discover what their mere beings are. It has the potential to result in them voluntarily offering their lives to them. The thought of a human abandoning what has defined their life to offer themselves unto me with a lack of justificationā¦ To surrender the status of their entire character to one who's capable of eradicating it with immense easeā¦ Itā¦ It's a thought that has continued to scald my psyche after 500ā¦ 600 years."
It all happened in the blink of an eye. Before she knew it, Shinobu had immediately closed the distance between them and had her arm wrapped around her. They were also so squished up against each other and it was starting to drive her nuts with all this pressure on each other's bodies. She could feel her temperature rising and her nerves being flustered.
But then she listens to Shinobu's admittance while they're so close together like this, sighing so heavily as she feels the tension release. However, she's now quick to wrap her own arm around the back of the vampiress' body to hold her close and genuinely move to give her a proper hug.
"Hey, it's okay. It'll be okay, at least, between us. I seek out the threats because I wish to not be threatening, myself. I seek out those threats because sometimes that's all they are, threats. And sometimes I seek them out because...even those who make threats still need friends or loved ones. And hey, I'm not picky about being either for them, ehehehe~."
She gives a few soft puffs as she collects herself, moving to rub Shinobu's back gently and supportively as they hold onto each other like this. Miq's deep blue irises found their mark in Shinobu's golden ones. So kind. So soft. How can someone just so easily forgive and allow those to hold power over her so nonchalantly? Perhaps there's more to her than meets the eye, as well. Paranormal and supernatural things seem to attract each other, as it is.
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starter for @orionxblakewood
location: uptown books
Johnny had plenty of people at his and Stevie's home to help Stevie out. So, Johnny took it upon himself to get some of the outside errands done. They needed groceries and there were a few books that he needed to return. Though he knew he could have given them to his father to take back, Johnny thought people in his life were doing enough as it was. He had taken Naomi, the twins capable of staying out of the way while he came to run errands. Stepping into the bookstore, he spotted Orion, "Hey," he smiled, walking up to the desk, "I just need to get these returned. We got some baby books and turns out it's like our third copy."
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LAERTES WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING FOR ELS BIRTHDAY
ITS ELIS BIRTHDAY?
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