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9 September 2022
Hello, I’m Ny! I’m pretty easy-going, so not much to add in here. (subject to change naturally!) I’m open to more or less a
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Sango had not realized how tense she was until she spotted Kohaku approaching along the path. The knot in her chest loosened immediately, and whether or not it should have was yet to be seen.
A small smile found its way onto her face, mixed with concern. “It is good to see you.”Simple words, but she meant them more than most.
Kohaku's hand instinctively drifted toward the hilt of his weapon, fingers brushing against it without drawing. Years of traveling and fighting had made caution feel natural, especially when someone approached him with familiarity he couldn't return. His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied her face, searching through memories that refused to come together.
There was something about her… something just out of reach.
He hesitated.
"You…" His brow furrowed before he gave a small, uncertain shake of his head. "I'm sorry…" His grip eased, though his hand remained close to his weapon. "Do I know you?"
The concern in her eyes unsettled him more than a stranger's hostility would have. People did not look at him like that unless there was a reason.
And somehow, he felt as though he should remember.
"Yeah? Well, joke's on them." He glanced down at her curled against his side and nudged one of her horns lightly with a claw.
"We're both freaks down here."
The words should've sounded harsh, but somehow they didn't.
"Look at us. You're a Nephilim. I'm a dead Exorcist turned giant sheep-looking sinner." He gestured vaguely at himself. "Not exactly the poster children for normal." A crooked grin pulled at his lips. "But normal's overrated. Most of the 'normal' people in Heaven were judgmental assholes anyway."
Adam took another sip before resting his head against the back of the couch.
"And for the record, Dove? You always were a freak."
Kohaku froze for a moment when Sango pulled him into the hug.
At her words, his throat tightened.
For a brief moment, he wasn't the man he'd become. He was just her little brother again.
"Sango…" His voice came out quieter than intended.
When she ruffled his hair, he let out a small groan of protest, though he leaned into the affection anyway. "You always do that." A faint smile tugged at his lips.
But the mention of their father made his eyes soften. "I hope you're right." He looked down at his hands for a moment. "There are times I still wonder if he'd recognize me now." A warmer smile appeared. "He'd probably tell me to stop doubting myself."
As Kari disappeared to check on Core, Kohaku watched her go before turning back to his sister. When she complimented how he handled Core's stubbornness, he let out a breath through his nose. "Some days I think I'm doing alright." A small chuckle escaped him. "And some days I spend an hour convincing him not to carry something that weighs more than he does."
His eyes softened again.
"But he's worth the trouble." There wasn't even a hint of hesitation in his voice. "He always will be."
At the mention of training, Kohaku nodded. "We do train together when we can. Though lately I've mostly been making sure he doesn't train while injured. Before all this happened, we sparred fairly often. He's clever. Sometimes too clever." There was clear admiration in his voice.
"He thinks differently than most people I've fought beside."
Then Sango's question caught him off guard.
If you do have kids…
His ears immediately turned red.
"Sango."
The embarrassed warning in his voice made it obvious she had struck a sensitive topic.
"We don't even have children." Kohaku rubbed the back of his neck. After a moment, however, he actually considered the question and his expression grew thoughtful.
"If we ever did…" He glanced toward the room Core had gone into. "I'd want them to know how to protect themselves."
His answer came easily after that.
"Not because I want them to become demon slayers, but because this world can be dangerous." He folded his arms loosely. "I'd teach them enough to survive. Enough to defend themselves and the people they care about."
A small smile appeared.
"After that, the choice would be theirs." His gaze returned to Sango. "If they wanted to become demon slayers, I'd support them."
Then he chuckled.
"And if they wanted to bake buns with Core instead, I'd support that too."
Moxxie, your boss needs help! Ever since he's seen a picture of the Trjan Horse Popcorn Holder for the upcoming The Odessey film. He's gone nuts in his attempts to get one!
“Okay, first off, he’s not just my boss, he’s my friend,” Moxxie said flatly, already rubbing the bridge of his nose. “There’s a difference, and I’d appreciate it if people stopped acting like I’m chained to a desk somewhere.” He let out a small sigh, processing what he’d just heard.
“You’re telling me he’s currently losing his mind over a Trojan Horse popcorn holder? That…that actually sounds exactly like him. I guess I'll see if he needs any help.”
Let's hope you can lend a hand. Already, he's making plans to use a portal to come to Earth, break into a Cinemark theatre and steal two boxes full of them!
Sorry if I sounded like you just an employee of Blitz's. It's just, sometimes he doesn't really treat you like a friend.
Moxxie’s expression shifted immediately from annoyed to concerned.
“Okay...no. No, no, no. That is not happening.” He pinched the bridge of his nose, already picturing the disaster. “He’s not stepping foot on Earth, he’s not breaking into a Cinemark, and he is absolutely not stealing anything while I’m alive to hear about it.”
Then he sighed, the frustration softening a little at the second part.
“And for the record… I know how Blitzø can be. But that doesn’t mean I’m not his friend. It just means he’s… Blitzø. Complicated, loud, emotionally stunted Blitzø.” He crossed his arms again, this time more thoughtfully.
“Still. Thanks for telling me. I’ll handle it before he turns a popcorn gimmick into an interdimensional incident.”
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Send 'spooning' to cuddle up behind my muse in bed: Accepting!
Andrealphus sighed in contentment as he felt the warmth press against his back, spreading throughout his body as a pair of arms wrapped around his middle.
"About time you came to bed," he said sleepily, pressing back against Vassago's front before settling into his arms.
Vassago let out a soft, guilty hum as he tightened his arms around Andrealphus, drawing him closer against his chest. His beak brushed the side of his neck before he gave the feathers there a gentle nip, one hand smoothing back his hair affectionately.
"I know, mi amor. I'm sorry." His voice was warm and tired. "The meetings dragged on far longer than they should have. Every time I thought I was free, someone had one more thing to discuss." He pressed a kiss against his neck, lingering there.
"Forgive me?" he murmured, combing his fingers through Andrealphus's hair. "And thank you for leaving the space heater on. I think you know me entirely too well."
With a small chuckle, he tucked his chin against the peacock's shoulder.
"I'm here now. And I'm not going anywhere tonight."
Gabe happily strings cotton candy air fresheners around Lu's place so he will know he's not alone. He even remade one of the backflipping duck models to backflip and spray the scent too. :)
Denki blinked, then grinned. “Okay, that is actually genius. Coupon guy and arcade strategist? Tamaki-senpai, you’re secretly overpowered.”
He leaned back in his chair with an amused laugh. “Alright, I’m sold. Walking around and convenience store run it is. But I’m warning you now, I’m absolutely letting you pick everything if there’s a discount involved. I’m not risking messing up Coupon Master’s plan.”
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Shikamaru let out a low, amused breath at that, eyes still half-lidded as he watched the clouds drift. “Three-dimensional board, huh,” he murmured. “That’s not just troublesome. That’s exhausting.”
A faint smirk tugged at his mouth.
“Sounds like your grandmother doesn’t play strategy. She authors outcomes.” His fingers continued their slow, absent rhythm through Ry’s hair, steady and grounding.
When Ry cursed under his breath, Shikamaru didn’t correct him. He just huffed softly, almost like he agreed.
“Yeah. That's pretty troublesome.”
But there was respect in it.
At the talk of reaching her level, he tilted his head slightly.
“Ten years, give or take five.” he repeated. “That’s a pretty clean estimate for someone dealing with a moving target like that…But you’re already doing the important part. You’re not trying to copy her board.”
His gaze flicked down toward Ry, sharper for a moment.
“You’re building your own.” The smirk returned, softer now, a little more personal.
“And for the record…” He leaned a fraction closer, voice dropping just slightly. “If your board keeps expanding into three dimensions… I might actually have to start paying closer attention.”
Shikamaru paused a moment.
“I wouldn’t want to miss my spot in it.” His tone turned lazily teasing again as he settled back. “Though I’m guessing you’ve already calculated where I end up.”
Wing pointed at her with mock accusation. "See? That's exactly what a dangerous woman says right before she gets away with something." Despite the complaint, he was smiling far too much to be taken seriously.
As Angel began loading her plate, Wing watched with growing amusement. "Wow." He picked up his own plate and looked from it to hers. "I had this image in my head of you taking one or two elegant little appetizers."
He gestured toward her increasingly full plate.
"Instead you've approached this like a military campaign." His grin widened as he continued. "And honestly? I respect it." Wing quickly followed suit, adding several pastries, a few savory bites, and another one of the mysterious heavenly morsels that had nearly ruined his self-control.
When Angel suggested sneaking away before a crowd formed, he glanced around theatrically.
"Now that's a strategy I can get behind."
He lowered his voice.
"We'll slip away quietly. No one will suspect a thing."
Almost immediately, an older guest across the room spotted him and started making their way over. Wing's eyes widened. "Oh no." Without missing a beat, he gently took Angel by the hand and steered them away from the table.
"We've been detected."
Trying—and failing—not to laugh, he guided her toward a quieter corner of the ballroom near one of the large windows overlooking the gardens.
Only once they were safely out of interception range did he relax.
"There." He held up his plate triumphantly. "Success. We escaped with provisions." Then he glanced at her plate and chuckled. "Actually, you escaped with provisions. I think you've got enough food there to survive a week-long expedition."
His eyes softened as he looked at her, enjoying how excited she'd been by the food. "You know," he said quietly, leaning a little closer, "seeing you enjoy all this might be my favorite part of tonight."
A teasing smile returned.
"Well, that and watching you discover that fancy parties are secretly just an excuse for people to wear expensive clothes and eat tiny snacks."
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Gabe was disappointed at the news, but Lu was more important. "OK, we can club another time." Gabe said as he wrapped his arms around his exhausted brother. "Shall I start the pillow fort again then?"
"I dunno.... keeping guard over the pillow fort while I sleep is a big job. You sure you're up for it?"
Gabe nodded as he shed his Hellhound disguise and ruffled Lu's hair and held him tighter. "I'm sorry you had a rough day, anything else you need done?" Gabe asked as he began positioning some of the rubber ducks in a guard formation around the bed. "And yeah, God's Messenger and Second in command after Em, I think I got it big brother."
Gabe blinked at that and smiled after a moment. "Sweet dreams Lu." Gabe said with a sigh as he pulled his brother into the fort and then finished decorating it, gently smoothing Lu's hair as he lay on his side watching his brother. "I wish you could come home."
Gabe was disappointed at the news, but Lu was more important. "OK, we can club another time." Gabe said as he wrapped his arms around his exhausted brother. "Shall I start the pillow fort again then?"
"I dunno.... keeping guard over the pillow fort while I sleep is a big job. You sure you're up for it?"
Gabe nodded as he shed his Hellhound disguise and ruffled Lu's hair and held him tighter. "I'm sorry you had a rough day, anything else you need done?" Gabe asked as he began positioning some of the rubber ducks in a guard formation around the bed. "And yeah, God's Messenger and Second in command after Em, I think I got it big brother."
