#elmentalwish

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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ INBOX PROMPT ࿐ྂ  ╰─▸ ❝ @elmentalwish​​  ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡  Accepting ‼ ༻                 theres a huge present outside amber's door. what could be in it?? spoiler alert its collei plz open it soon its hard to breathe

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A box⁇ No, a GIFT ━━━━ crouching down, she inspects the box with head-tilted curiosity. && caution. Excited, overjoyed caution ... was this really for her⁇ Finding a treasure chest was one thing, but for a present to arrive at her door⁇

AH IT MOVED! 

Wait a minute- In a hurry, she rips open the top. A whirlwind of emotions hit her at once. SURPRISE; it was Collei‼ It was really her‼ She looks so grown up‼ So different to the girl she’d met way back when‼ EXCITEMENT; she wants to hug her‼ Amber could jump for the sky itself!‼ She was over the moon‼ CONCERN; How long had she been in this box⁇ Oh, oh no-

To say he was concerned for the Yaksha was probably the biggest understatement of the damn century. Sure, maybe the dominant expectation was that the guy should’ve gone haywire the moment he espied an Oni, but... he hadn’t. So, that spoke pretty big volumes of the guy’s nature, right? Scarlet eyes kept straying back towards the slumbering guardian, worry swirling in him in waves. But, it wasn’t like this Xiao was the only Adepti in their party, right?

ℒ  ╱ ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ༺♥༻    @elmentalwish​​​    ✐  ―   hrrrrnnggh shogun, i’m trying to avenge u but i’m dummy thicc and the clap from my ass cheeks keeps alerting la signora

Boomer  confusion***     she’s  really  trying  to  come  up  with  the  appropriate  response.

sad shogun noises

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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ INBOX PROMPT ࿐ྂ  ╰─▸ ❝ @elmentalwish​  ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡  Accepting ‼ ༻                     “I just had to stop you from toppling over. You’re not okay.” collei c:

                               »»———     𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .    ———-««

❝  It’s okay. ❞  She was never the type to be audaciously reckless. Amber understood her own weakness / she knew it better then anyone else. The Outrider was passed the point of exhaustion ; poor Collei, she wasn’t trying to be a hinderance, but she had to keep pushing on just a little longer. Yeah‼ A smile twitches at her lips, brightening a heavy, worn expression. It was okay. She was pretty ordinary, that much was true. && still, that fact never burdened her. If someone like her could still strive to do incredible things for the sake of others, then that was enough. 

❝  I want to make sure we get somewhere safe first, okay⁇ I promise I’ll rest then, so don’t look so worried‼  ❞  It was sweet though. Amber laughs, tenderly. Despite how heavy her hand felt, she manages to pat the girl’s head affectionately regardless. She never wanted to see Collei so fearful ever again. Ever again. So smile for her.  ❝  Besides, I’m always told that I should burn some of my energy off.  ❞  

Amber laughs with her all the while, careful with every step ; refusing to allow herself to falter again. Keep smiling. Keep this moment of calm, because they were okay. As Springvale neared their path, she pushed the remainder of her energy to take hold of Collei’s hand, so gentle, && still so firm, as she urged her along with a skip in her step. 

❝  We made it. ❞  

Ever since he'd come to ally himself with the Shogun long after the chaos surrounding the end of the Vision Hunt, he'd been running into Sara more and more. At first, she'd been antagonistic and confrontational; rightfully so considering their checkered past. But, once she settled into this new reality of them crossing paths far more often, antagonism had given way to awkwardness, which had rendered the Oni sullen in the face of how they couldn't exactly engage in their rivalry. Now, it was a shared past gone sour, of how the Tengu and he had been as thick as thieves with unrequited feelings on Itto's part that were consuming him alive to leave unvoiced.

That night, a rarer truce seemed to be struck as Sara had stiffly agreed to meet with him in an izakaya to discuss the particulars of his gang's changed face, no thanks to a friend in common Sara found more agreeable than she ever would him. Though Itto drank enough to kill a man, he somehow remained coherent enough to carry through their stiff, businesslike conversation without incident... mostly. Until those foibles concluded and they got to open their hearts a little, though Sara's statement felt like it were claws digging into someplace buried and deep he struggled to keep that way for her sake.

"Then quit," Itto found himself rebutting tartly, hazy scarlet boring into sharp golds as she reared back in offense from such a suggestion. "You heard me. What, you think it's some big fucking secret that your old man used you? Treated like a fucking dog to keep in his kennel?" The Oni's fierce grip on the neck of the bottle of sake elicited cracks, anger simmering heatedly beneath his brittle exterior. "Those asswipes wanted to erase what made you special. In case you forgot, you're a goddamn Tengu and should be proud! You shouldn't serve shitty humans just because you feel some twisted sense of gratitude!" The bottle shattered from the pressure applied, Itto numb to the pain as his palm began bleeding profusely from the welts that opened. The Oni clenched his hand into a fist regardless.