#shackledbeasts

[shackledangels-blog]

                              “ are you a vampire ? ”   the question comes ALMOST SHAMELESSLY as the young man balances on the thin edge of his skateboard . a small chuckle follows after , regardless of the expression on the albino’s countenance , and ruby eyes flicker upwards only briefly to see if he’s annoyed . kaede offers a helpless shrug , as if in APOLOGY , but his attention’s already returned to his balancing act . still , he tries to explain himself , despite the distraction ,   “ i only see you after dark , you know . and pretty much everyone seems to drool when they see you . well , everyone but me , i guess . ”

                                      ( @shackledbeasts ;; starter call , accepting )

[mvxnn]

∘ — a starter for @shackledbeasts​ / / shinjou

              ❛ Do you have a problem with a girl covered in blood ? ❜ Isa mused , lips pulling back to flash a smile. She was sure she looked like a mess ; smearing blood over her pale arms.

[f-udo-blog]

    What the literal fuck, a tattoo store in the midst of an apocalyptic city?? He must have been hallucinating, hence a pause and quizzical glance at the edifice. Hidden well, door betwixt rubble and stationed dumpsters, demons weren’t particularly keen on venturing this deep.  Visiting such a place could be questionable, even a ploy by conniving fiends who made an attempt at luring the desperate and weak-willed.  Encroaching the oak door, keen eyes ventured about its surface for anything peculiar, but only a sign ‘ OPEN ‘ graced its flat surface.

    Open palm pressed, forcing hinges to squeal as an opening gave way.  Alas, our heroic brute ventured into a veil of darkness, drowning into the unknown as curiosity pinched its limit.  There was no necessity for greetings or ghost calling, he’d much prefer to have his predatorily gaze see what awaited further ahead ---- at the end of this little hallway.

@shackledbeasts .

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shackledbeasts replied to your post “|| Ayden’s British slang becomes a tad worse the more he drinks c: ”

( horrible accent buddies........ )

|| LMAO definitely. 

[lachalaine]

alone he'd never find her, but his friend was kind enough to offer him guidance. with his help, aurel meekly approached the woman, and offered her a small something -- a neatly wrapped chocolate. his arms moved slowly, shakily almost, with the uncertainty of a blind man, and his lips quivered with anxiety and embarrassment before he gathered the courage to speak. ❝ this... t-this is for before. for your help. i, um... thank you. ❞

This was – the last place she’d have expected to see him, of all people.Honestly —  

How had he ever found her?

“Aurel – ?“ She’d began, a heavy note of surprise already lacing hertone as she spoke, having drifted away from the rest of her colleagues that’dtaken to slipping outside the venue for but a moment of fresh air. Granted she’dtold him of where she’d worked that night in passing, but this – it was hardly histype of scene now, wasn’t it? Or so she’d assumed, even from the short conversationshared between them only but a few nights back.

Had he really come all this way just to hand her this?

“How did you even manage – ?” Jackie whispers as she trails off in concern,even whilst her gaze finally shifted to search behind him in question. From there, mahoganyhues easily fell upon a man that’d stood patiently just a few paces away fromthem both, as he’d seemed to be waiting for the one that’d so hesitantlyapproached her. It’d appeared as though they were together, if the look in the otherseyes was indicative of such.

It was enough to make her smile in relief; a soft titter oflaughter spilling from velvet lips as she’d gratefully accepted the wrapped confectionin hand with a grin. “Actually, never mind, I’m just glad you didn’t get lostagain. Thank you for this, I appreciate it – but you really didn’t have tocome all the way out here just because.”

Though it doesn’t change her appreciation of the gesture in theslightest, and considering that he couldn’t see her smile, she’d hoped perhaps thatthe warmth in her tone would have been enough to communicate to him as much asthe physical gesture did. For she could see his uncertainty – the tremble thatran along his limbs as he stood before her in clear doubt – enough to know thatjust coming out here was a pretty big deal to him.

He really was a sweet guy now, wasn’t he?

And it’s this thought that fuels her movement as female reachesforward to place her hand ever so gently along the back of his own, lithedigits grazing softly against skin, hoping that the brief touch would be enough to help calm the mans evident anxieties. Ah, but she could only hope. “You have a heck of a knack for good timing though, I’ll have you know. Beenlooking for something to satisfy my sweet tooth the whole night.”

More like the whole week, to be quite frank - but he didn’t need to know that.

// @shackledbeasts

[divineveined]

          wow, holy shit, it’s been a long semester.   but it’s almost over now, and i don’t plan on taking any summer classes.   so, i decided to come back to tumblr over at @shackledangels!   it’s a multi-muse blog, with all of the muses being connected to the lore my wife, and i came up with here.   anyway, if you want to write with me again, you can find me there. c:

          and, of course, nathair ( @foulveined ) made a blog, too, so you can find her @shackledbeasts!   just be warned that the about sections are still a work in progress because i’m lazy af... and also my keyboard is temperamental these days.   oh, and i still have to actually rewrite all the lore stuff.   rip me, i guess, lol.

[wolfial-blog]

WHAT  TAROT  CARD  ARE  YOU  ?

tagged  by  :  @shackledbeasts. tagging  :  u  know  the  drill.

the  moon  : 

you’re  deeply  creative  &.  intuitive,  &.  many  people  find  you  mysterious.  you  can  be  manipulative  &.  have  a  dark  side  that  you’re  good  at  hiding,  &.  maybe  have  a  few  skeletons  in  your  closet.  that  said,  there’s  a  distinct  dreamlike  quality  about  you  —  some  might  even  say  psychic.

[shackledangels-blog]

          “ aurel , i love you very much , but i draw the line at your hell hound sharing the bed with us ! ”   the angel picks up the puppy from their temporary bed and gently puts it on the floor . when aurel expressed a DESIRE to be more INDEPENDENT , a dog seemed like a good idea . . .   he’s still wondering where the gorgon found a hell hound , of all dogs , though . regardless , he continues , knowing it’ll make his beloved squirm with discomfort ,   “ how do you think we’ll all fit when you have your tail ? or , what , are you gonna give up sex ? ”

                                         ( @shackledbeasts : starter call , accepting ! )

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" babe, this wasn't in my contract... it'll cost ya extra. ". ( shinzou to ayden )

   “I know,” he mumbled, hesitating about how to phrase his next words. “It’s just.. It’s this stupid conference I have to attend with my father, and we rarely talk, alright? We’re not exactly... close or anything, so having someone with me, say.. as an escort or date.. would maybe brighten my evening..?” Ayden buried his face in Kessho’s neck. “Please? I’ll pay whatever it costs, no worries.”

[lachalaine]

i still feel terribly iffy health wise even if i took the day off from work today just to sleep, but i’ll try to be productive on here at least. keyword: try :(((

in light of tumblrs notification glitch, please see below all the drafts i have saved at the moment. if our thread is missing from there, please let me know and i’ll go looking for it. i might do asks tonight just because it’s easier on me at the moment but i’ll get to everything asap.

just poke me if something is missing please, thankie !! 

@binarycolours - malasadas & cave 

@richkicl - park 

@loyaltywritten - ask continuation ( sad eyes ) 

@necrophagic - shirogane 

@tamenteki - robin hood 

@niirmohii - festival 

@taeclin - clinic

@littleprxnce - paparazzi hideout 

@ghxstlyrxveries - jack

@anavates - first summoning 

@featherbraincd - rooftop 

@f-udo - club

@lifedenied - jekyll & hyde 

@shackledbeasts - aurel 

@dialforsex - first meeting

@jauneybravo - concert 

@bcringme - mozarella sticks

@vxtxation - ueda

@clericallis - modern 

@criminaire - break in

@valhallic - shouhei

@crowdcd - tobi

@manypcths - club

@bestiatexere - chesh

@nezumi-vc-103221 - party

@ghostpillow - ghost

[fuumatsu-blog]

✦ @shackledbeasts​ ✦

He was just looking for a quiet place to sit, somewhere he can be alone with his thoughts. Everyone was always so noisy, he couldn’t stand it. So he took to walking far from the busy streets, climbing a few branches up into a large tree. The birds over head scatter momentarily before determining that he’s of no threat to them and returning to their soft twittering. Kotarō watches them briefly, red hair falling over his eyes. 

He pulls a small knife from his pocket, smooths his fingertips over the blade before snapping a stick off the tree and shaving away it. The monotonous action is meditative and he keeps at it for a few moments until he sees someone close by, watching him. Vigilance is key to his people. 

Kotarō glances down, pulls the knife under his palm, close by in case he needs it. 

“Did you ... need something?”

[ekleipsi]

sits in her lap. c:

--- Promptly gives him a shove, an exasperated sigh drawn past slightly parted lips. ‘ And here I thought I had gotten rid of you. ‘ covered hues drop back to the report in her hand, almost completely disregarding him. Always such a hassle, somehow...distracting her, from work.

[shackledangels-blog]

❝ ... mama, they took my name. ❞

          the sickly vixen looks up at her son from the unfamiliar bed with dawning shock . what did he say ? does he mean it ? she knows exactly what happened ---      she only needs to look at the seared flesh on his wrist to know that the humans he SOUGHT HELP FROM ENSLAVED HIM . sadness ripples from her always aching , broken heart . is this always to be the fate of the second son , the supposed CURSE OF THE CLAN ?

          no , no ! he’s a blessing of inari , not a curse ! 

          that firmly held belief doesn’t waver , despite the MISFORTUNE that follows him . if anyone is to blame for their current trouble , it’s her . if only she told him that her sickness isn’t physical . why does she continue to hide the truth that she’s DYING OF LONELINESS from him ? self - doubt sinks SERRATED CLAWS into her heart . 

          chou feels tears of despair from her own weaknesses prickle at the corners of her eyes . they’re in an unfamiliar land , surrounded by strangers because of her stubbornness to be okay while she waits for ren to return to her . their son’s name has been STOLEN BY HUMANS because she wouldn’t BREAK HER PROMISE to be patient . her fingers curl into the thin blanket provided to her and for just a moment she allows herself to feel all of her weaknesses . 

          but only for a single , ephemeral moment . and then she gathers all of her DWINDLING STRENGTH to look up with quiet determination . she won’t cry in front of shinzou . he needs her support now , more than ever . the vixen scoots to one side of the bed and pats the free space in a silent demand for her son to join her . with the heavier presence beside her , she takes her son into her arms .

          “ they’ll never be able to take your name entirely , MY HEART . as long as i breathe , you’ll be MY SHINZOU . and someday you’ll have your name back . this is only temporary . . .   i promise , you’ll be shinzou again , someday . ”

                                                                 --- ---   { @shackledbeasts }

[redspcs-blog]

           ———there was something entirely humiliating about approaching a fellow tengu in human form. either the raw imbalance of power, or the taste of unintentional weakness, he could not stomach the feeling without good reason.

          ❝ excuse me, have you seen this woman? ❞ the man held up a rather crude drawing of a long haired stick figure with a large red mask.

@shackledbeasts || sc

[f-udo-blog]

❝ I’m about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❞ ( shinjou. sure he is. )

     Overzealous shit heads came in abundance, just who was this snarky little prick?? One had to admit, fancy dress code. Should have reserved those silks to decorate a woman’s silhouette, regardless, our feral warrior held march by a brief momentum. Copper tinted hues scrolled from heaven to hell, finding no ‘point’ in considering this ‘man’ a threat. ❝ Why are you telling me this?? ❞

     Nonchalance exuded akin to a plague and if this guy wanted Akira’s attention??  Hell, better make a miracle. Sure, by scent?? Something seemed almost off, more so when demons mimicked mankind to ascertain their reign. Though was it wise to act on impulse?? Not at all, maybe that’s why he kept judging this pretentious asshole and those unneeded comments — they always liked to upstart if not taken seriously.

Status : Accepting.Meme: Sentence starter.@shackledbeasts

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|| @shackledbeasts wanted: 

He just had to wander into a big city, didn’t he? He could have stayed in the woods, be safe and chase prey he could later call his dinner, but since he had to get involved with humans from time to time so he wouldn’t lose his own human self, he came here... still in his wolf form. It just made him feel safer, he supposed. And people tended to be nicer towards animals than humans, he noticed. Odd, these god’s creations were. 

Could he find some food anywhere? One he didn’t have to pay for since he didn’t have food? Various smells entered his nose, Adnan trying to find the ones he needed when he picked up a certain scent that didn’t belong to a human... he vaguely recognized its origins, and followed it until he stood a few paces away from a man. What was he? 

Should he be cautious? Or should he follow him a bit around? See if he would approach him on his own? But the smell of the food he carried.. it was so tempting, so Adnan took a step forward, then another, perking his ears, hoping to get the man’s attention.