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Starter for @ypokosmo-theos
Someone had been seen in the caves, a rumor passed. Whether it would be real or not, useful or not, dangerous or not mattered not to Emmet. It was a lead, as empty as any he had all these years. Every single day, an agony. Every single day, the probability of Ingo returning safe and sound decreased.
And Emmet could do nothing but watch, trapped in this hourglass against his will; the sand suffocating him and any hope he clawed and thrashed so hard to hold onto.
The clothes cut out of the identifying stripes and symbols of the gear station hung onto his thin, malnourished body loosely as Emmet drew near the cave. The mask hiding the smile that was nailed onto his face. His hair, a mess, but not enough to hide the sunken, lifeless eyes he carried.
Even if this was not a lead, it would be someone doing something illegal. Someone fair game to take out his frustrations on. Anything to take his mind off the misery, of the torture of waiting around useless.
Haxorus and Eelektross kept a summon away, as he stormed the cave, reflective eyes piercing the darkness.
"Face me, and no harm will come to you. I have questions," Emmet addressed the emptiness reflected in his soul, his voice as low as the slight growl in it let him. "Try me, and you won't like it."
When did he become so cold? He knew not.
Only thing for sure: he would not leave without some answers.
#ypokosmo-theos#ypokosmotheos#ic#verse;; searching for the truth#// >:3c drawing for my threads again#//i love my stressed-out boy searching for his twin#long post#eye strain cw
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That Butler: Rainproof
// @ypokosmo-theos {x}
Hades’ own black gaze looks back to the demon, assessing him as well. It was easy enough to sense within him the darkness that claimed him not human. While the demon is taking in his appearance, Sebastian could notice that his horns and ears were constantly shifting, much like moving shadows from a tree. He gives a low hum as the other speaks once again.
“There is always something to see even in such miserable weather. I do suppose though that the target of my interest has since moved on.”
What a fascinating creature Sebastian has stumbled upon. He has yet to grasp the grandeur of the entity in question, but he can tell this man is as long-lived as he is powerful. Perhaps he should endeavor to speak more reverently, but even when advised by self preservation, Sebastian never was one to doctor his honest opinion.
"Yes, clouds are wont to do that," he says, a sardonic glint catching within a deep red gaze. "Did you find one with a pleasant shape, at least?"
#ypokosmo-theos#that butler: rainproof#and so the butler is intrigued... although he knows not why just yet#{lolol i'm excited to see how this interaction blossoms}
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🎼 :)
Send me 🎼 and I’ll answer with an INSTRUMENTAL song that reminds me of your muse | 🌸。*゚+.
Listen on: Youtube & Spotify ♡
#ypokosmo-theos#Gentle guitars with some rising strings in the background ✨ I love this song and when it came on I went 'Oooh this one!' for Hades#Hope you like it~!!#🌸。*゚+. QUEUE
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There is something decidedly unnatural about this man, something that teeters the realm of humane and not quite so that attracts the demon on a molecular level. Such a notion transcends physicality, and Sebastian has never been one to leave a curiosity unobserved if he can help it.
Keeping the umbrella situated over both their heads, Sebastian’s vermillion eyes appraise this strange man once again.
“You are very much free to do as you like, but I cannot imagine your view being all that desirable through such insistent rain.”
“ What the hell are you doing? “
Hades was looking up to the sky as the rain fell around him, watching the clouds pass by. He blinks when he hears a voice and more over touched to bring him out of the rain. Immediately he slips his arm free of the hold and moves a bit further away.
"... I do not understand why you would care or notice me here in the dark... However I am watching the clouds."
#ypokosmo-theos#and so the demon finds himself strangely intrigued#hello hello! this is great! thank you! <3
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send a 🎯 to learn a random headcanon i have for my muse
Madison's Paternal Grandparents were members of team rocket for a massive chunk of their lives...Of course she really isn’t aware of this as her knowledge of how far back her family’s involvement in the team has gone. (But it’s still a fun headcanon that I plan to do things with -evil laughter- )(and Yes... I have back stories for these 2 characters but you aren’t gonna see them until it’s time to release that knowledge. ;) )
#headcanons#(I have named both grandparents on her father's side... I am NOT obsessed YOU'RE OBSESSED)#ypokosmo-theos
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The Lonely Places (closed starter for ypokosmo-theos)
Sara exhaled a long breath she wasn’t aware she’d been holding. As soon as her spine made contact with the tall tree, she slid down, feeling the bark massage her spine until her butt touched ground. It was like the side of the tree was carved perfectly for her back, and it did wonders for the tension in her shoulders.
How long had it been since she could just go outside? The weather had been so hot and sunny for this time of year, but finally, winter reclaimed its throne and painted the sky in gloomy grey clouds. A breeze swam past her, fuzzing up her long hair and undoing all the effort she put into it that morning. Whatever; she couldn’t be fussed with it right now.
A small day hike seemed like a great idea; just her, a good book, a sketchbook, and quiet. No chirping birds, no insects, no sun. Relaxing fully against the sturdy bark, she hugged her knees close and thumbed through her book for her page. Maybe now in the serenely quiet, lonely arms of winter, she could make progress on the story.
@ypokosmo-theos
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my url for the meme, if I'm not too late ^^
send me your url and i’ll post 3-5 icons that sum up my muse’s feelings on yours.
^ he wants to reach out to Hades, he doesn’t want to leave him be and pretend they didn’t live together on the streets for weeks. he wants him to come with him and have a chance at a proper life
^ general cheerfulness
^ gratefulness
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@grand---duke a reblogged your photo: x
LET ME KEEP YOU FOREVER PLS
#( i 'M LITERALLY KEEPING THIS FOREVER OKAY#FU IC KNH#THIS IS AMAZIN G )
@ypokosmo-theos reblogged your photo: x
#//i had to share this on here omg#//it's beautiful and i am jealous of your editing abilities
[Heeheehee~ ♥]
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@ypokosmo-theos plotted for a starter!
There were whispers of the terrifying Ability user living in the slums for a long time now - by the time Chuuya has been sent to retrieve him, quite a lot of intelligence has been gathered on the young man who lived in the shadows and made anyone who approached him scream and run away in terror.
The redhead made his way to the slums - everything, from the self-confidence oozing out of the young executive to the expensive clothes he was dressed in completely out of place here, in this forbidden place. He didn’t need to look very long - a thin, barely-human shape curled up in the deepest shade under one of the houses catching his eye almost immediately.
Chuuya slowly approached the silhouette, looking intently at it as he neared. Few steps away from it, he crouched down, azure eyes clear and curious - not even the slightest bit of fear to be found in them.
“...you’re the one they talk about, aren’t you?” he said quietly. “What’s your name, boy? There’s no need to be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.”
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❝why are you staring at me?❞
STARTERS. || ACCEPTING.
Staring, staring---it’s always staring. No, not staring---assessing; gathering; deducing. There are several questions assaulting the forefront of his attention, each demanding (with equal fervor) an answer to accompany them. And he’s having a bit of trouble heeding what could possibly be his social mannerisms (they’re telling him to say something, at least, to justify this rudeness) when his collective conscious is so busy trying to figure out what.
Why?
And, perhaps the most important, how?
❝...❞ He probably doesn’t have time for this. Probably. Still, he says, ❝shinigami,❞ tentatively.
Cautiously.
❝impossible.❞
#ypokosmo-theos#ypokmosmotheos#☠┇ ┇. NEW FILE; answered asks#( L no u can't just deny someone's existence#also thanks for sending this! )
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There’s a sparkly ( demon? ) person not very far from him. He’s just staring at them, trying to decide if it’s wise to approach and offer help or just continue observing.
#please don't break anything (dash commentary)#ypokosmo theos#[ I'm looking away for a few moments bc I'm playing Love Live and I return to sparkly beings on my dash :')#hiiii o/#I hope this is okay ;; v ;; ]
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🌸。*゚+. Starter call | @ypokosmo-theos
Perhaps fishing wouldn't have been the most exciting thing for the god, but somehow Hades had indulged him all the same when invited. The hero was determined to impress the other with a LARGE catch!
"I don't think I ever asked you before...!" Link began, SCANNING crystalline waters for the best spot to set up. "Do you like fish?" Came the inquire, sapphires brightening shortly after whilst a victorious 'Aha!' escaped just under his breath. He had found a small gathering of fish just a few paces away, many of them looking quite HEFTY in size. This was his chance !!
#VERSE | MAIN 🌸 Hero of Time#TIME ♡ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵈᵃʳᵏⁿᵉˢˢ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ; ˢᵐⁱˡᵉ | @ypokosmo-theos#//I went with Time because ;;;;; ;;;;; he was the loudest and really REALLY wanted to say hello to Hades#I'll 110% throw a FFXIV muse at your Wild soon though because that thought is STILL SO FUNNY//#🌸。*゚+. QUEUE
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checkered-pinkette: :( /gives you all the hugs
ypokosmo-theos: Oh hon I'm so sorry to hear that! *hugs you tight* and you cry if you need to, this is a stressful thing to deal with.
thank you friends. im sure im just over reacting and everything will be fine its just really freaking scary
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@ypokosmo-theos liked your post “Starter call!”
The small child had just woken up. Her hair was a mess, and she was still in her pajama’s wandering down the hall to go find food.
However when an unfamiliar face crosses she stops, and gazes at him with her little eyes.
“Who are you mister... I’v never seen you before.”
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Mini-Hiatus
Just to let you all know I’m taking a short break from Akutagawa. I am lurking here on mobile but I won’t be replying to threads for a few days.
You can find me on @ypokosmo-theos though which is my Hades blog. He also has a Bungou Stray Dogs verse.
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“Morning.” (Hi friendo c: )
One Word Sentence Starters:
“...morning,” he mumbled in response, eyes barely open and body feeling like it had been torn apart. It took him a moment to get back to himself, meaning he realized this had been one of the rare times he slept several more hours than he usually would. Perhaps the fact that he drunk himself unconscious the night before had a role to play in this? “What time is it?”
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