#shecharm

[hehosts-moved]

the fox is leaning over to lay her head in goro's lap, covering his thighs in silvery spools of hair - oh, how she's missed him!

he smells today of bergamot, bay rum, and rosemary. he is inviting today, allowing her touch; her seeking comfort from him. her position is all too inviting, yet speaks heavily of their shared intimacy. thick fingers thread through soft locks of something so light he would liken it to the white of yong-sun's mane.

used to this by now, he would say. he's used to this. she runs off; he waits. it's cyclical now. it is what it is.

❝ you've come back to me, �� he says, sounding almost somber. ❝ i knew you would. that's good. ❞ he speaks with ease, confidence, power. ❝ a good girl. ❞ a pause. ❝ will you seek him out next? ji-hun? ❞ because that man always comes first. ❝ he's been waiting, too. ❞ // * @shecharm !!

[ardenssolis]

continued from [ x ] || @shecharm

     GODSWAR… HE WONDERED IF that meant that actual gods had fought one another and brought about the ruin of that empire, but he couldn’t quite say for sure as that could merely be a name and nothing more. He took a mental note of this, opting to ask afterwards. ❝Ah, so even in your world, minotaur are still prone to violence, I see.❞ He paused, arms crossing as his eyes closed – Ozymandias trying to visually picture these places that Inari spoke of in the same manner one would when reading a book for themselves. His imagination, no doubt, was nothing compared to these actual locations. ❝Your world sounds like an interesting place. Realms split by different species…❞ A realm for foxes, a realm for minotaurs, a realm for elves… Pulling himself from his reverie, it was then that he decided to get to the heart of the matter – the question that he had truly wanted to bring forward, especially now that he had a better understanding of who this Keros was and why Inari always held a kind of melancholic feel about her that was difficult to describe even for him.

     ❝You said there was a ‘Godswar’… Did your divine clash? And if so, did Keros have an involvement in this affair? You said he was the god of deception and that he was shunned by all the others, and yet…I am most curious as to the why of it.❞ Gods whose domain resided over such things were never well-liked or trusted by anyone within their pantheon, this extending towards others as well. Most humans avoided worshipping such deities out of fear that they may be dragged into whatever scheming or attempt a ‘good fun’ said gods may seek. What kind of individual was Keros? Was he like this…? So many things that Ozymandias desired to ask.

[guhamun]

@shecharm said (inbox):

"will you hold this?" she does not give them much time to respond before she hands over one of her five tails for them to hold the end of, so that she may brush a wooden comb through it. there was a little tangle she needed to get out; punishment for frolicking through the forest without being careful.

     ❝HAHA, IF YOU NEED help brushing your many tails, you just need ask, you know.❞ He held her tail dutifully, though, so that she may comb away tangles and allows and allow them to gleam beautifully beneath the sun as they always did. A part of him wondered if they were as soft as they looked, Athanasius almost tempted to remove a glove just to brush his hand over one…but that would be rude, wouldn’t it? And he had his manners. ❝I imagine doing this on your own must be exhausting.❞ He recalled the god who had created him having long, beautiful white hair that reached down beyond their ankles and having to assist them with its upkeep. They were absolutely hopeless without another hand, and the times he had caught them attempting to do something with that cascading sea of white was enough to make him nearly laugh at the very memory of it.  

[floraesky-a]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 instead of uselessly staying in the air where it had been when he'd knocked. Hand easily becomes hidden by long sleeves of his yukata, blue hues moving to meet the other supernatural's own gaze. There's a gentle hum that escapes him, thoughtful for a moment before he lets lips part so that he may utter words for only her to hear ( seeing as they were the only two here after all ).

❛ Nonsense . . . ❜ The word is spoken firmly but somehow gently as well, tone always so gentle and soft to many that have heard it. ❛ It is polite to knock so I hope you understand why I will continue to do so. ❜ He gives a warm smile, a smile that is also so sure of the words in which he speaks. ❛ I would not wish to spook you by not announcing my presence somehow. ❜ His appearances are quiet, just as disappearances are. His presence does not make a sound unless he lets it be so, footsteps have no noise and so he chooses to find ways to alert others to his presence.

@shecharm meme.

[grievedifferent]

The fox looks at Nana with a sweet smile on her face, reaching out to stroke a few strands of their hair and softly caressing them between her fingers. "Could I play with your hair a little bit? I'll be kind."

o-oh. oh. she doesn't know how to respond at first. how flattering! and perhaps a tad embarrassing. how does she respond to such a request?? to something bordering on intimate?

her hair is down, long, and relatively healthy. a few split ends she'll trim tomorrow, ones she's just noticed now. ah, she thinks. it's not nearly the same. not as the woman in front of her. how could she compare? a simple seamstress.

❝ i think that'd be fine, ❞ nana finally agrees, though not unwilling. while there is slight hesitation, nana adjust to sit in front of the other with folded legs, heels pressing into her backside, hands on her knees. ❝ if you ... want to, i mean. aha, ❞ she laughs nervously. ❝ i think that would be ... nice. it would be nice ... if you would. ❞

[xianqu]

        “  i’ve only met one of your kind in my lifetime;  quite an elusive little group you’ve got.  ”

     「 @shecharm​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​   ❤ ‘d    for a starter. 」    

[hehosts-moved]

@shecharm

“With the right music, you either forget everything or you remember everything.”

— Unknown

[nvrcmplt]

wife

[curmoritor]

@bookept asked: hey owecup can you rec me blogs to follow while you're here protecting little old me

Absolutely, I hope no one minds me recommending them <3

@antedose + @kokuminu, @shecharm + @pinkminxed, @starspurn, @lcneseraph, @sunsweets, @lielove + @conjuredup, @paeths, @holyrisen, @azurtai, @vulpesse, @alfrodulls, @imarahuyo, @memoirview, @daemonry, @solivcgant, @knifvd, @rotjoy + @lightsmartyr, @invcta, @soverina, @peachrote, @earthssprout, @phantoania, @crimsontroupe, @phantasmaw, @heartsealed; kisses to all these people since they have been super nice and interacted with me and/or talked with me ooc!!!!! i appreciate them v much.

[hehosts-moved]

so, this is goro's little stooge. this is the charge of ji-hun. unknown by deng.

he bites his lower lip, squinting slightly. she is unusual, but they have met before. perhaps ... in a dream. something far away that he cannot remember yet knows is familiar. it ought to be. he has dreamed of her almost every single night since that night.

❝ ren, ❞ he says. ah, so it really is him. in the flesh, the hare is exposed. ❝ you're familiar with them, then? affiliated? have you ... come for me?? has he decided he's done?? ❞ // * @shecharm liked for a starter from hatanaka "ren" yori !!

[hehosts-moved]

❝ you are mad, ❞ counters deng deviously. ❝ you lied to me. ❞

he allows her hold on him to be sufficient enough to keep him in place, looking down at her as she all but threatens him.

❝ you speak so highly of ji-hun ... and of that man. ❞ of course, he would never dare tread on the toes of the tiger, thus he would incur the real wrath of the dragon. he knows that there is only one man he can play with for real. ❝ i don't think you know what ji-hun is capable of. but, if it matters that much to you, i interfered because i wanted to. understand? that's the game we play, ji-hun and i. ❞ didn't i tell you? that i was bored??

deng finally shakes her off, cracking his neck as he shrugs his shoulders several times.

❝ before her, women were never something ji-hun was interested in. men, either. i thought he was entirely incapable. i think he did too. i never thought he would go soft. you wouldn't catch me "falling in love." ❞

he does not know love, only obsession. the humans he encounters of his own volition, the ones he sleeps with, are merely ships he passes in the night, coming to dock before departing again the next morning. nothing more, certainly something less. but not her.

the one woman that deng could never have; the one woman that never wanted him back. no, her loyalties had been to ji-hun, and she remained loyal, even after he left. she never married, never loved again. she should have loved me.

when they left, he had thought ji-hun's heart would stop beating. a shame when it never did.

❝ in all the years we've been together, ji-hun has never once gone astray ... until her. ❞ until you. ❝ good enough for you? ❞

As she walks nearer, the distance between them closes swiftly, a dramatic change from her previously stoic and indifferent posture. His outstretched hands are caught, and her fingers snake around his wrists. A most frigid connection. She used only a forceful enough tug to guarantee she has completely captivated his attention. "Yet you find it appropriate to meddle in other people's affairs; there are other humans for you to play with. Why do you insist on causing Ji-hun pain?"

Her grip on him is readily escapable if he so desires; she used very little force in her touch because she did not want to injure him, simply focus him. "You are not blind, you knew how much he cared for her and yet you interfered." Who was he to think he had such a right? It bothered her greatly. "Ji-hun would never do that to you, and you would never do it to Goro, so why is it just Ji-hun?" At this stage, her brows had furrowed and a frown perched prominently over plush, glossed lips.

[ardenssolis]

@shecharm said (inbox):

a light clicking of claws against floor , she is not accustomed to such . . luxurious surroundings. she carries a bottle of - something , wrapped neatly in a deep red cloth , tied at the top with a string to keep it all together. upon reaching him , she offers naught but a gentle smile and flutter from tall ears. arms extend , offering him her gift. "honey wine , from my homeland." a pause , tails of five moving in all different directions from one another. minds of their own. "i wanted to share some of my culture with you. the last time we spoke . . you asked a lot of questions , not many do. i thought you may enjoy this."

     ❝HONEY WINE? THAT SOUNDS heavenly.❞ He stepped closer, happily reaching out to accept that offered gift with a wide and genuine smile. Gifts that he had received far, far in the past were all dull – most of which done to win some kind of nod from the great pharaoh, but she…well…she always did such of her own volition without desire for anything in exchange. It was gifts like these that he coveted – gifts like these that could truly bring warmth to his heart. ❝I thank you for this, and know that I will enjoy every sip of it.❞ He paused, if only for a moment, before soft laughter slipped from his lips. Ah, yes, he had asked her a great deal of questions, hadn’t he? It was hard to not be curious when met with someone so different from the other individuals he had met since being here. ❝You always bring me such excellent gifts, and yet I have not given you anything in return. Unacceptable. This will change in the foreseeable future, so prepare yourself, Inari.❞ He would give her the most splendid of things as further thank you.

[guhamun]

@shecharm said (inbox):

"i yearn to kneel into a dream where i am good && i am loved. where my hands have made better mistakes than they have now." || for whoever you're feeling the most! <3

     ATHANASIUS SAID NOTHING FOR a time, his gaze training upon the ripples in his tea for a moment. One would think that he had no intention on saying anything, but the quiet was broken easily by the smoothness of his voice. ❝You should be careful with dreams. They have a tendency to make one discontent with the world they awake to.❞ He lifted his tea cup to his mouth, taking a small sip of the green liquid within before gently placing it back down with a soft clack. ❝I had wanted to disappear into my dreams too. At times, it still tempts.❞ Alas, he had promised his lord to appreciate all that life had to offer, and so he would continue to live, continue to wander, for as long as his immortal life would allow. ❝There is much beauty to still see, so…do not let yourself be drawn in by that yearning for too long. It can grow into a curse easily if you do.❞

[burdenedreverance]

Rules, tag 10 followers  you want to get to know better!

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Tagging: @uzchis @sorrowmarked @icybreaths @baiika @maddmuses  @ichigokurosaki @soulxfragments @guthalo @shihaino @babelmedicus

Name: Eddie Star Sign: Cancer Height: 5'7 Middle name: Bobby Gagne

Put your itunes/spotify/youtube on shuffle. What are the first 6 songs that popped up?

Mozzy - Unforgiven 50 Cent - Many Men Wish Death Jonathan Young - ULTIMATE BATTLE Hamilton - My Shot RA THE RUGGED MAN - Uncommon Valor  Delta Deez - On The Line

Ever had a poem or song written about you: Not to my knowledge When was the last time you played air guitar: i DON’T THINK I ever have? Who is your celebrity crush?: Chloe Grace Moretz  What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?: The Sound of eating food in a mic I hate, I love the sound of purring cats.

Do you believe in ghosts?: Yes, I think there is something to our souls. How about aliens: Most definitely. Do you drive?: Yep. if so have you ever crashed:  Once when I was a minor, never since then. 

What was the last book you read?: To completion, Starship Troopers. Currently trying to finish Grant by RON cHERNOW. Do you like the smell of gasoline: It is oddly nice isn’t it?

What was the last movie you saw?: The Exorcism of God What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?:  I once tripped while doing hill sprints, on pavement. Had horrible road rash for days.  Do you have any obsessions right now?: Uuuh. Man. Currently trying to get this damn Expert Infantry Badge

[grievedifferent]

❝ eh?! y'got something you want me to fix or what? ❞

❝ ne, huh? ...hn. i've seen you before, yea? hey! how do we know each other ?! ehh, strange. tch! [ ... ] who are you? we meet at the bar or you come here before? 'cuz we've met, m'sure. ❞ // * @shecharm liked for a starter from nishikawa kaito, the younger brother of nishikawa yogi, and the unwittingly rival to the (unwilling) main character, fujita akira

[utsuboh]

  𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄  ( 𝟓 )  𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄.

VALKYRIE / BATTLE TAPES Valkyrie, tell me everything and baby, I'll believe Dancin' with the devil, sweatin' gasoline Rollin' down the river, 'cause it's automatic So dramatic, every time guaranteed

SHARKS / IMAGINE DRAGONS You think you're better than them, better than them You think they're really your friends, really your friends But when it comes to the end, to the end You're just the same as them, same as them

YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR KID / THE OFFSPRING With a thousand lies and a good disguise Hit 'em right between the eyes Hit 'em right between the eyes When you walk away, nothing more to say See the lightning in your eyes See 'em running for their lives

BLAME IT ON THE GIRLS / MIKA Like lovers on the open shore, what's the matter? When you're sitting there with so much more, what's the matter? While you're wondering what the hell to be Are you wishing you were ugly like me?

BULLET / SAINT MOTEL You don't stop a bullet when it's set into motion You don't stop a fire when you light an explosion So then why would we fight it? Already ignited Counting down, down, down, down

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