#liightbringr

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Kohaku had no idea where he was as one moment, he was in his home land of Feudal Japan, the next he was here.

He got up to dust off his clothes before hearing strange noises that caused him to seek out a different spot, he quickly finds a slightly rooted up tree as he climbed inside to hide away until the noises cease.

The life sustaining jewel shard embedded in his back was reacting to his fear as a dim glow appears, he shivers as he didn’t know if a monster was showing or something else entirely so he stays put.

for @liightbringr!

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... an absolutely incredible warrior of light oc created by valk, who i've known for many years now through my waves of being on + off tumblr. not only do i adore reading valk's inbox prompt responses to their mutuals, but also love learning language through their literature. it is so poetic, so beautiful, and really encourages me to expand my vocabulary to articulate feelings/expressions/emotions and movements from their creations. all my love to her, you're doing incredible mamas! muah!

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙉 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙄𝙎 𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙄𝙇𝙔 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙂𝙊𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙉. when had she come in ? not that it mattered. she'd been given a key to his place a long time ago. placing his phone on the side table his fingers find purchase in her hair, a warmth in his gaze as he peers down at her. she'd been so busy lately. and it wasn't all her . . . the amount of galleries he'd been booked for lately had left rafayel spinning his wheels. the last one had been his final straw. he'd banned thomas from anymore bookings and blocked the man's number. today was his first day at home, taking advantage of the free time to paint and play games on his phone. but her presence is welcomed, warming his home almost instantly. his heart settles, hand brushing against her cheek.

❛ long day, cutie ? ❜ he murmurs, pink gaze landing on her own. if so then she has come to the right place. there's nothing more he wants to do with his free time than spend it with her. no matter how long he has, he'll spend it with her. ❛ share a bath with me, hmm ? then we can eat some snacks. ❜ head tilting he pokes her cheek. ❛ pleasseeee. ❜

noctis   laughs,   a   little   hysterically.   '   it's   ridiculous !   everyone   acts   like   killing   a   king   is   going   to   make   someone   better   at   being   one !   '   he   wraps   his   arms   around   himself   &   shivers,   afterimages   of   ardyn   still   dancing   within   his   sight.

This had been a thing ever since he'd gotten back.

A life more comparable to a nomad than anything else. Home wasn't staying somewhere all the time, it was having somewhere to belong when you got back. A village where his life had some kind of purpose, for the sake of others. The few that had become family were always told whenever he'd be leaving, it was never during a time the workload would be heavy. Not when the other two yōkai exterminators had a family of their own to be taking care of.

Now there was someone else. Yōkai, good for her. He'd long since thrown away the idea that things could be black and white. There was a reason Inuyasha followed his own moral compass, and chose not to speak at all of what he'd have been if born fully human. No one in these years needed to know how high his status would have been. This yōkai woman, however...

Her scent was particularly unsettling. Why, he didn't know. Something he'd keep to himself, the world didn't need to know his business.

And speaking of scents...

"I know you're not stupid enough to actually think you're hiding. Your nose is probably stronger than mine." No bother to so much as open his eyes. Only to point out the biological fact, she was a real yōkai. The truth that he wouldn't ever be still left a bitter taste in the hanyō's mouth.

"There's nothin' here. So why're you here?"

So much for finding calm in the sound of a flowing river.

He lifts one of the cups to his lips, tasting the almost sweetness of the pumpkin latte and whipped cream. Cloud makes his way to the home of his dearest friend and companion, placing his cup on the ground as he rummages in his pockets for the keys. He pulls them out, opens the door, grabs his latte on the way in, and closes the door behind him with a gentle push of his legs. It clicks closed.

"Eva," he calls out as he walks down the hall and enters the kitchen. Placing the cups down on the white counter with ease. "Got your drink."

" ------ The air is growing colder by the minute. Take precautions and dress accordingly before we depart. "