He could--of course--feel his upset. Anyone who was once a living human would've been. Yato had never faulted Yukine for that, and he never asked him to accept what he did.

So he always took Yukine's aversion in stride.

He didn't want another Hiiro.

"It's not, no. I'm okay," ease that semi-possible worry right away. He was about to continue washing his hands but--Ah. Yep, that still came up.

"...She left already, if that's what you're wondering," and left him alone all bloodied and to take care of it himself. Dad called for her, no doubt.

As much as he'd rather it wasn't Yukine that found him...at least it wasn't Hiyori. At least he could still spare her from this. She was still alive, after all...

Yato was, indeed, lucky that Hiyori had left already. Whilst Yukine far from approved of Yato's... other business, Hiyori had far higher morals than he did. Or at least, she found it harder to accept that a god could do something bad. Yukine didn't regard them, or Yato at least, as highly as she did. Aside from a select few.

Yukine's gaze dips, settles on where Yato had yet to resume washing his hands. The crimson stains were drying, turning into a gross crust that made Yukine shudder. Before the blond changes his mind, he steps closer to Yato. Grabs a nearby cloth and soaks it in the cool water.

"You're making it harder by stalling, this is already gonna be a pain to clean." There's a bite to his words, just short of chastising. A role reversal that would have made the teen laugh if the circumstances had been different. With a roll of amber hues he grabs Yato's wrist, dragging the cloth over exposed skin with slightly more force than necessary. Just to prove a point.

"Baka Aniki"

[ Reunion | Ghost ]

「私は喰種です」

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆   𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send  ‘reverse’ for the sender and  receiver to  swap.  adjust wording as needed!

[  fever  ]  sender  presses  the  back  of  their  hand  to  receiver’s  forehead,  brows  knitting  with  quiet  concern

[  medicine  ]  sender  sets  alarms  on  their  phone  just  to  make  sure  receiver  doesn’t  miss  a  dose

[  blanket  ]  sender  layers  blankets  over  receiver,  adjusting  them  until  they’re  just  right

[  soup  ]  sender  blows  gently  on  a  spoonful  of  soup  before  offering  it  to  receiver

[  water  ]  sender  holds  the  glass  steady,  murmuring  encouragement  until  receiver  takes  a  sip

[  hair  brush  ]  sender  carefully  brushes  receiver’s  hair  back,  slow  and  soothing

[  ice  pack  ]  sender  wraps  an  ice  pack  in  a  towel  and  presses  it  gently  where  it  hurts

[  temperature  ]  sender  wakes  up  in  the  middle  of  the  night  just  to  check  if  receiver’s  still  warm

[  pill  ]  sender  places  medicine  in  receiver’s  palm  and  waits  until  they  swallow  it

[  quiet  room  ]  sender  dims  the  lights  and  turns  everything  down  low  so  receiver  can  rest

[  slow  ]  sender  stays  at  receiver’s  pace,  arm  ready  in  case  they  stumble

[  bandage  ]  sender  changes  the  bandages  carefully,  apologizing  even  when  it  doesn’t  hurt

[  lap  ]  sender  lets  receiver  rest  their  head  in  their  lap  while  they  stroke  their  hair

[  night  watch  ]  sender  refuses  to  sleep  deeply,  listening  for  every  shift  or  breath

[  warm  cloth  ]  sender  presses  a  cool  cloth  to  receiver’s  neck  or  wrist

[  cough  ]  sender  rubs  slow  circles  between  receiver’s  shoulders  through  every  coughing  fit

[  carried  ]  sender  helps  receiver  move,  taking  more  weight  than  they  should  without  complaint

[  pain  ]  sender  distracts  receiver  with  quiet  stories  or  memories  until  the  pain  dulls

[  soft  voice  ]  sender  speaks  more  gently  than  usual,  like  anything  louder  might  hurt

[  held  ]  sender  sits  behind  receiver,  arms  around  them  so  they  don’t  have  to  hold  themselves  up

[  protective  ]  sender  stays  curled  close  even  after  receiver  falls  asleep

[  food   ]  sender  convinces  receiver  to  eat  “just  a  little  more”  with  a  smile

[  stay  still  ]  sender  gently  stops  receiver  from  pushing  themselves  too  hard

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝  hey.  i’ve  got  you.  ❞

❝  don’t  rush.  we’re  not  going  anywhere.  ❞

❝  let  me  do  it  for  you,  okay?  ❞

❝  i  know  it  hurts.  i’m  right  here.  ❞

❝  you’re  allowed  to  rest.  i  promise.  ❞

❝  just  focus  on  breathing.  i’ll  handle  the  rest.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  have  to  be  strong  right  now.  ❞

❝  tell  me  where  it  hurts.  i’ll  be  careful.  ❞

❝  i’m  not  leaving  until  you  feel  better.  ❞

❝  i’ll  stay  up  with  you  if  i  need  to.  ❞

❝  it’s  okay  to  lean  on  me.  ❞

❝  shh…  you’re  safe.  ❞

❝  i’ve  got  time.  all  of  it’s  yours.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  have  to  say  thank  you.  ❞

❝  let  me  take  care  of  you.  ❞ 

❝  you’re  doing  really  well.  ❞

❝  i’m  right  here.  breathe  with  me.  ❞

❝  don’t  apologize.  this  is  what  i’m  here  for.  ❞

❝  rest.  i’ll  wake  you  if  you  need  anything.  ❞

Ever wanted to do stuff for your blog but you can’t get in the mindset for replying to an RP? These questions are designed to give you something to answer without requiring too much attention!

What is an aspect of your muse that you’ve wanted to explore the most?

Name one idea for a plot you’ve had but never gotten around to writing.

How do you get inspiration?

Are there any songs that remind you of your muse and/or get you into the mood to reply?

If you’re a multimuse or have more than one blog, is there a muse you wish you used more?

Is there a muse that you consistently have the muse for?

Do you have any symbols/motifs/themes/etc. that you’re currently trying to get across or plan to get across?

Do you have any arcs planned out or already in the works for your blog?

Name one of your favorite tropes.

What has influenced your writing and blog?

If you’re an oc blog, did you have any characters in mind while creating your character?

What is a trope you’ve always wanted to subvert?

Is there a fact/detail about your muse that you think would surprise people if you told them about it?

Name a question you’ve always wanted to be asked about your muse.

How has your muse changed since you’ve first started to write them?

Take the opportunity to write a short ramble/drabble about something you want to write about.

please feel free to remain ladylike… young mistress.