#daohuai

@daohuai asked: he's standing there . menacingly . positioned before a poster , a quite sloppy impression of one trailblazer . he's confounded .

Has his poster caused offence?

To see such an intimidating figure pondering the haphazardous visage drawn upon the notice for the benefit of the public sends a sense of shame through him for the quality of the work. His artistic abilities had never lay in portraiture, but being one of the few to see the outsiders face to face, Gepard had been given little choice but to contribute to the efforts to aid for their capture.

Needless to say, it is not his finest work.

Still, the figure has been there for more time than a passing glance, and so he has little choice but to do his duty and approach and hope that there is some sense of recognition to be found. Even if it leads to humiliation.

he maintains a forward gaze, beads of sweat trailing down his face. the atmosphere in the room is tense... on his game device, the username 'DankestBlade420' flashes with a message. 'get on the game, i'm coming over rn.'

he didn't have time to change his status to offline... it was too late... he's here.

[ 𝚄 𝙽 𝙺 𝙽 𝙾 𝚆 𝙽 ➝ 𝙼 𝚁 . 𝚈 𝙰 𝙽 𝙶 ] (img: the horizon of a planet , bathed in the light of a setting sun )

[ 𝚄 𝙽 𝙺 𝙽 𝙾 𝚆 𝙽 ➝ 𝙼 𝚁 . 𝚈 𝙰 𝙽 𝙶 ] You would enjoy this .

@daohuai

𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙿𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴   𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶   (𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙳𝙻𝚈)   𝙸𝚂   enough   to   strike   him   from   his   dozing,   the   chime   briefly   earning   his   ire   as   he   goes   to   check   the   device   with   a   squint   of   exhausted   eyes.   of   course,   however,   he   finds   the   senders   identity   immediately   soothes   any   annoyance   at   a   disturbed   rest,   &   smiles   while   he   (   very   slowly   )   types   out   a   reply.   

<   :   //   TO:   UNKNOWN                  FROM:   WELT   >   :      It   is   very   beautiful.   I   wish   I   could   see   it   in   person,   but   thank   you   for   showing   me.   

@daohuai : a - yuan , turn this way . something has made it's home in your hair . /past

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒   𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃   𝐅𝐎𝐑   a   brief   moment,   brought   forth   by   his   partner's   gentle   command.   a   titled   "   hm?   "   worms   it's   way   from   the   depths   of   his   throat   -   the   lazy   blink   of   his   eyes   following   suit   as   he   stops   sipping   his   drink   only   long   enough   to   do   as   ren   requests.   the   general   pins   the   other   with   his   aureate   stare   -   but   for   him   it   is   soft   and   luxurious,   the   curl   of   previously   kissed   lips   warm   as   the   afternoon   sun   upon   their   ship.   

@daohuai asked: you don’t trust me ?

"You are yet to give me reason to think otherwise..."

Blue hues form a steely gaze, one of meticulous nature that watches for the slightest change in temperament or action should his companion prove to be false, though it is not unkind. Gepard's arms cross over his chest as he stands opposite, brow furrowed for a moment. In part it is born of the consequences of his environment, a home planet where outsiders are a rarity and tensions run high, and yet in part also from recent experiences that have left him questioning where he can place his trust beyond the select handful that have earned it.

@daohuaiㅤ:ㅤㅤhe is against him, half-asleep. curled up on him, breath sweet & wine-drunk. he mumbles with lips upon the moon-drinker's ear, voice sweet & low. ' i made you something. '

ㅤㅤON CLEAR NIGHTS LIKE THESE, bathed in the silver glow of the moon and with only a lover's company to fill the silence — eternity truly could last forever. Their quiet conversation carried over the lake's surface into the late midnight hours, and at some point, even those tender words gradually faded away in favor of something sweeter, something more intimate, until they found themselves tangled up with one another against the grass below.

ㅤㅤDan Heng's tail drapes across the other's frame, claws brushing through pale strands of hair, and he cants his head towards the gentle brush of lips along his ear. Allowing an indulgence comes all too easy, turning just enough to steal a kiss, their mouths still stained and saccharine with residual wine.