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@destinywoven
#destinywoven : an independent and private multimuse featuring muses and original characters from various animanga and games. currently on a permanent semi-hiatus. written by thyme ( 21+ - she / they - gmt timezone ). dash only, locked into the beta editor and hidden from search results. please make sure to check out my carrd before following ! ♡
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@destinywoven ♡'d for a starter !
❝ thanks for coming by, have fun in your classes. ❞
green waved the student off, only for another one to soon take their place. while he enjoyed being a guest speaker at uva academy with his husband, even he was beginning to get a little tired from the constant barrage of questions and requests for autographs. while the teachers had a pretty good handle of things within the classrooms, the halls were a totally different story. it didn't help that he had to double as a translator for red as many of the students didn't know sign language, and his brain was thoroughly done. once there was a lull in activity, green angled his body so that he could sign to red without anyone looking.
wanna get out of here while we have the chance ? we can make a break for the city if we go right now.
it's been a long day for the two of them.
red had initially expressed his uncertainty regarding the request to appear alongisde green as a guest speaker at uva academy, but ultimately his partner had convinced him to come along; at the end of the day, wherever green goes, red is sure to follow. he just hadn't been expecting this...
while red has gotten better about interacting with those who declare themselves to be his “fans”, it quickly becomes an exhausting affair as he finds himself to be the centre of the attention of dozens of young, bright-eyed students, all eager to speak with him directly. the moment the event came to a close, the pair of them were immediately bombarded with questions, requests for pictures (that he firmly declines) and autographs (that he cautiously accepts), and unwanted physical contact that makes him cringe, but he puts up with it all, not wanting to ruin a young and upcoming trainer's image of their apparent “idol”.
he's beginning to remember why he holed himself away up mt. silver for several years... while he takes his title of “champion” seriously and understands that his achievements at such a young age thrust him into the public eye in a big way, he's never understood the enamoured way with which people treat him and he's not sure he ever will. all he's ever wanted is to become the best pokémon trainer he can possibly be. is that really something that makes him worthy of all the praise and admiration aimed his way?
green, at least, seems to take it all in his stride as best he can. comes with the territory of being a gym leader, red supposes. he fields questions with apparent ease, taking the time to translate red's answers and direct their attention elsewhere when things begin to border on overwhelming. red has never felt more grateful for green's presence in his life than in moments like this.
finally, there's a lull in the hordes of excitable students and green immediately turns towards him. red glances down at his hands as he signs, huffing a relieved laugh. it seems they've both reached their limit for social interactions for the day.
he reaches out, fingers curling around one of green's wrists as he leans in and whispers, “ let's go. ”
Although his beloved is kind enough to offer him an escape from what's become a more arduous task than he's initially expected it to be, Toshiro's eyes aren't taken off the ends that should be perfectly aligned (not a millimeter shorter or longer than the rest) for even a moment; much too focused to afford to. ❛ Nope, that won't do, Giyu! You only deserve the best! ❜ He has half a mind to grab his katana and cut the ends that way - but is that really something Giyu would be fine with? Maybe... or maybe not.
Toshiro might not be the most proficient with scissors, but he's certain the result he wishes for could easily be obtained through swordsmanship... and the more he thinks about it, the more it seems to not be the worst idea he could've had. ❛ Say, Giyu... can you trust me for a sec'? ❜ As he inquires this, one hand abandons the other's hair, tentatively grabbing at his katana and offering the water pillar a warning as to what he means through the soft yet sharp sound of slightly unsheathing his sword.
Toshiro's stubborn declaration earns him a barely stifled huff of amusement, Giyu's smile widening a fraction. Were the shoe on the other foot, he imagines he would be equally as determined to ensure Toshiro wasn't left looking like someone had blindly taken a pair of scissors to his hair without any consideration for the outcome. So when his partner asks for his trust, Giyu almost responds with an immediate affirmative — he trusts Toshiro with his life, a fact that has been made clear on multiple occasions — until the familiar scrape of metal reaches his ears.
Giyu's shoulders stiffen reflexively, the implication of the sound registering in his brain in the form of a loud warning bell. He wants to be wrong, but Toshiro's impulsiveness partnered with his fair share of outlandish ideas is something Giyu knows well.
“ ...Toshiro... ” Giyu begins quietly in a voice that betrays his wariness, “ What are you planning? ”
"... oh." the words come out sheepish and timid, looking down at the two identical blue bars with wide eyes. he had bought them on instinct when he spotted the ice cream stand in disneytown, scampering off to buy two bars for company.
it was only when ventus had finally caught up to him did roxas realize his mistake.
"uhh... sorry... but i promise it's good..?" it comes out more as a hesitant declaration rather than a vote of confidence. / @destinywoven, for ventus ♡
it had been ven's idea to come to disney town, a suggestion that came about after roxas had explained that most of his visits to other worlds often involved carrying out a mission of some sort. it was about time he visited somewhere for the sake of fun — at least, that was ven's humble opinion on the matter.
upon their arrival, ven suggests buying some snacks before checking out the raceway — he figures a friendly competition might add some excitement to their trip — only for roxas to suddenly race off in the direction of the ice cream stand the moment they set foot in the main plaza.
“ h-hey, wait up! ” ven calls as he hurries after him, weaving between the townsfolk going about their day.
by the time he catches up — he'd stopped to profusely apologise to an apparently sentient broom that he'd bumped into in his haste — roxas has already purchased some ice cream for the two of them, his expression sheepish as he holds them up for inspection. intrigued, ven steps closer for a better look.
“ ...huh. i've never seen that flavour before. ” ven muses, peering at the simple blue bars. it looks similar to the 'donald fizz' flavour that aqua had recommended to him before, but with fewer sprinkles. curious, he tilts his head to look up at roxas. “ what is it? ”
“ They’re trying to attack the both of us, not just you. ”
Evident in how she tightens her hands on Vash’s nearest arm as a means to get the blond to lower his irontight defense, (which was only his body) Yukako can never be counted on to be the ‘bigger person’, to turn the other cheek. Why should she? Some people will never be accountable: she has just the remedy for that. “ Hurry up and move already, Vash! My way is different from yours. ” There’s about 700 meters between them and the mob; and yet, she can tell that they’re trigger-happy bastards from here.
“ No, we don't have to fight! ” Vash insists, foolishly tearing his gaze away from the approaching mob to gaze imploringly at Yukako. “ If we leave now, there's very little reason for them to give chase. They have kids to worry about after— ”
BANG!
Pain. White-hot, splintering, tearing, ripping through flesh, familiar. Vash stumbles but remains upright, gritting his teeth as he lifts his metal hand to his injured shoulder. Not a bad shot, he thinks unhappily. Unfortunately, now that the first shot has been fired, more will surely follow...
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Within moments, the street is filled with the violent cacophony of gunshots. Bullets whizz past their heads or zip into the ground at their feet, narrowly missing their targets in their panic-induced frenzy.
Vash flinches as a stray bullet grazes his cheek. They're sitting ducks the longer they stay out in the open. He doesn't care if he ends up with a few fresh bullet wounds, but he refuses to allow Yukako to be placed in the same danger. He turns, grasping one of Yukako's hands with his own in one last ditch effort to dissuade her from fighting the townsfolk, “ Come on. ”
expectations have followed green around since before he knew how to walk. as professor oak's grandson, he was expected to act a certain way. as a gym leader, he was expected to act another way and get his paperwork done. and green was nothing if not a hard worker, so he always tried to be two steps ahead of his work before it was due.
unfortunately, this often got in the way of his personal life, which should have also been expected. more times than not red had to pull him away from his desk, and it made him feel ashamed. he had urged and pleaded for red to give himself a break and to lessen the burden he placed on himself, but green was no better. some days he doesn't know why red willingly puts up with his shit, why he stays.
green wouldn't blame red if he was disappointed. he would be too if his boyfriend often spent more time working than he did hanging out with him. he couldn't be too disappointed if he didn't eat dinner without him, which makes him feel even worse.
❝ thanks, you didn't have to wait for me. ❞ the unspoken i'm glad you did though hangs in the air between them as green gets out of his chair. his bones crack and creak in protest after not being moved for hours, and a particularly loud pop from his back makes a laugh bubble out of his throat.
leaning over to press a kiss to the other's cheek, he quickly turned off his desk lamp before grabbing his hand and leading him out to the kitchen. ❝ let's eat, i'm starving right now. then, we can talk about our days over it. ❞
i wanted to, remains unsaid. having dinner with green is one of the highlights of red's day and as such, it's not something he'll give up easily. even if he has to manhandle his boyfriend away from his work in order to make it a reality.
red doesn't bother to hide his satisfaction as green climbs out of his chair of his own volition, his bones popping loudly with the movement. the pointed frown he shoots in green's direction at the sound soon smooths over as a kiss is pressed to his cheek, soothing his disapproval for the time being.
right now, all red wants is to get green out of his office and away from his work. scolding him can wait until after they've both eaten and discussed their respective day.
“ made spaghetti, ” he says in a voice no louder than a hoarse whisper as he laces his fingers with green. an offended 'pika!' from somewhere around his ankles coaxes forth an amused half-smile. dutifully, he adds, “ pikachu helped. ”
#ASCENDEDSTAR ✦ ✧ ✦ ; Introducing a private, mutual exclusive and low activity multimuse roleplaying blog featuring muses from HoYoverse's Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail. Written and adored by Thyme. Please check out my carrd and if you find yourself interested in interacting with any of the muses found on this blog, hit this post up with a ♥ or ⟲ and I’ll check you out!
Another lil update! I've nearly finished all my drafts! Ha. Bet you weren't expecting that. Then again, neither was I.
In other, perhaps bigger news - I'm moving all of my Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail muses onto a different blog. I realised that between all of my current, testing and potential future muses, I'd be rocking 20+ characters from these two games. I'm pretty wary of my non-HYV muses being stifled and clogging the dash for people uninterested in these games, especially as I seem to be collecting more and more muses, so I figured it made sense to put them elsewhere.
As long as my writing partners are alright with it, I intend to continue my threads/relationships on this new blog!
the shoji gently tapping back against the frame of the door fills yukako’s ears with its sound as she regards the former hashira with an over-the-shoulder glance, turning to face them entirely seconds after. someone has to, she thinks, the pads of her slender fingers remembering the softness of the sliding doors transculent paper material even as they part so that she can make her way to where haruki sat.
“ yes. ” is what yukako ends up saying instead, adapting her words to make them easily digestible for the busy bee she’s giving company to.
her right hand’s lunate bone bumps the rounded guard of her sheathed nichirin blade as she, with her fingers caressing her hips, observes haruki. what is she doing? ...is she looking for something? she investigates for herself as opposed to expressing her curiosity, following the former hashira’s line of sight until it lands at the front of her shoe, where a screw just so happens to be. yukako squats and picks up the little bolt, standing straight with the metal pin between her thumb and index finger. “ is this what you’re looking for? ”
haruki watches as yukako squats to retrieve the very item they'd been struggling to reach, saving them the embarrassment of crawling around on their hands and one knee; truly a timely intervention on her part. they smile warmly, reaching out to accept the tiny screw, “ ah, yes. thank you. ” they hum, holding it up to the lamp light for closer inspection. “ though it might not look like much, but this little thing keeps my work from completely falling apart. ”
their work in question: a prosthetic leg for a little girl who lost her limb in a freak accident involving a tram in asakusa. they met her father quite by chance and, after hearing her story, offered to give her the chance to get back on her feet again. after all, with a plight so similar to their own, how could they ignore her when they had the knowledge and ability to help?
satisfied, they place the screw atop an oily rag to prevent it from rolling off the table for a second time and turn around, finally giving yukako their full attention. “ would you like some tea, yukako-san? oh, aoto made some manju yesterday— there's plenty left over if you'd like to take some home with you. ”
@isolov asked : it isn’t safe , you don’t understand . ( gepard trying to protect sampo? absolutely! )
Sampo's eyebrows quirk upwards at the Captain's - dare he say it? - considerate warning, but he swiftly masks his surprise with an exaggerated gasp, lifting a hand to press against his chest, “ Whoever could have expected this dramatic turn of events? The esteemed Captain of the Silvermane guards is actually concerned for the safety of the dashing and oh-so enigmatic Sampo Koski?! ” He presses the back of his hand to his forehead, pretending to swoon as he adds in a tone filled with emotion, “ Oh, I might even be moved to tears! ”
Gepard's expression shifts and Sampo stills. Uh oh... Time to backpedal!
“ A-ahem! Have no fear, my would-be knight in shining armour! I have my own special ways of navigating the Fragmentum. No harm shall befall me, of that I assure you! ” Sampo says - loudly - in an effort to dampen the Captain's ire. It fails to have the desired effect.
Well then. A tactical retreat it is!
Sampo glances down at his glove-covered wrist, lips parting with faux-shock. “ Oh, my! Would you look at the time?! I do believe this is where we part ways! ” Cheekily, he flashes Gepard a wink as he adds in a purposefully sultry tone, “ Until next time, dearest Captain.~ ”
He bends at the waist in an exaggerated bow as he backs into the nearby alley, melting into the shadows with one last wave.
the spiderwick chronicles / accepting
@destinywoven liked ♡ for a starter from Clorinde for Navia B) !
One of the courthouse guards had passed the note to her in the afternoon. They hadn't given an explanation, but the letter itself gives a time and place to meet. It is signed with a neat flourish, "Navia", and that is all Clorinde needs.
It makes her heart flutter a little. They haven't had much of a chance to speak since their dinner together after Callas had been acquitted of his crimes, albeit post humously. It still hurts her to think that she had killed an innocent man, especially one with such a noble character as his, but then she has killed many innocents over the years. She understands Navia's anger...
Clorinde leaves the court house more swiftly than she usually would. After all, Navia had stated to meet her at the Hotel Dubord at 7pm, and she doesn't want to be late. She walks with eyes downcast the whole way there, wishing to avoid any attention and she only raises them when she arrives at her destination.
Navia is already waiting and Clorinde cannot help but feel nervous. Things have been... Difficult between them of late, so she merely seats herself and addresses Navia simply, " You wished to see me...? "
Navia keeps her gaze trained resolutely on the teacup before her as she dumps another spoonful of sugar into her beverage, stirring it absently. She’s been here since around 6:30pm, unable to remain in Poisson any longer lest she go stir crazy waiting for the time to pass. Instead, she finds herself going stir crazy at one of the tables in Hotel Dubord, fighting against the urge to add another heaping spoonful of sugar to her already too-sweet tea.
She knows Clorinde won’t turn down her invitation. She knows Clorinde will be punctual. Then why is she so nervous? This had been her idea, spur of the moment as it was, so she has no one to blame for her current predicament but herself.
Though their…relationship is a far cry from what it once was, Navia likes to think that she and Clorinde are making progress. Slightly. At the very least, Navia can look at Clorinde without feeling a bone-deep anger simmering just beneath the surface of her skin, mere moments away from exploding out of her in the form of vitriolic words. That hurt is still there, lingering at the edges of her heart, but it no longer feels like an insurmountable weight on the verge of crushing her.
Though she might never forgive her father for denying her the truth and the chance to say goodbye, she has made peace with his death. She’s beginning to make peace with Clorinde’s role in it.
As if on cue, Clorinde suddenly approaches the table, drawing Navia’s gaze away from her teacup.
“ Ah... Right on time, ” Navia comments as Clorinde sits down opposite her, casting a quick glance towards the clock hanging above the entrance. 7pm, on the dot. Ever reliable. She smiles cautiously, folding her hands in her lap. “ I thought we might have dinner, if that’s...agreeable with you. ”
↪ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹𝑾𝑰𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬𝑺 . ( a series of sentence starters from the 2008 film “ spiderwick ” . adjust phrasing as necessary . )
there it is … pretty much how i remember it .
just an observation , not a judgement .
what are you expecting your silent protest will get you ?
at least acknowledge this isn’t the way to deal with your anger .
i’m not gonna let you keep acting like a jerk .
you think you know everything .
you’re such a liar !
you’re still coming tomorrow , right ?
we don’t need any more holes in the wall .
i don’t know how you did it , i just know you did it . ‘cause you ALWAYS do it .
[ name ] , don’t you wanna know where this thing goes ?
wow , that’s really … impossible .
it’s late , just go to sleep .
wait , what did i say ?
i did my best , but YOU . you kept looking and looking .
are you with them , or with me ? whose side are you on ?
[ name ] ? oh my god , oh my god -
i beg your forgiveness .
what do you want with me ?
it’s not what i want with you , it’s what i want from you .
i’m placing my trust in you .
if you fail , i’m afraid i’ll have to find someone else .
get inside the protective circle !
for the last time , there’s no such thing as [ xyz ] .
now do you believe me ?!
how many of those things are out there ?!
sit tight , i’ll be right back .
i’ll be right back , keep pressure on that .
what do they want from us ?
oh god . they’re coming from everywhere .
you don’t think , you just DO .
you do stuff , and we pay for it .
you ruin everything !
there is so much about this that’s not okay , i don’t even know where to start .
you die , i die , we all die .
they’re not leaving . they’re never leaving !
we stay here long enough , we’re gonna end up like [ name ] .
if you’re so smart , what do you suggest we do with it ?
we’re safe as long as we stay in the house .
okay , i think i have this figured out .
you have to get out of there .
it isn’t safe , you don’t understand .
one night , i dreamt that i saw him in the woods .
that’s what this is all about ?
i told you you wouldn’t believe me .
do you really think i am SO stupid that i don’t see what this is about ?
that isn’t gonna happen .
don’t you think you should just tell him ?
there’s your ride , off you go !
destroy it ? are you mad ?
they won’t let you leave .
not until you tell me what you need to tell me .
you said you had something you needed to say to me . so , what is it ?
look me in the eyes . and tell me .
i … i just wanted to tell you that i love you .
wrong answer .
[ name ] , it’s not your fault . it’s mine .
i was trying to protect you , but i guess i should’ve just told you the truth .
is it okay if i stay here ? with you ?
who else is gonna protect us ?
i see now . & i may never be able to forgive myself .
you came back as you promised . so i forgive you .
this time , take me with you .
MUSE ADDED: VI / ARCANE / SECONDARY
Haha, hi, it's been a while! 👋
So, update time: I've been severely burning out at work the last month or so without noticing until it was almost too late, so I'm taking some annual leave to sort my shit out and hopefully feel... less bad about myself? That part's a work in progress.
I'm popping in here to do a bit of a clean up (changes listed below the cut) to make the blog feel inhabitable again. I have tentatively started writing, but I'll be dropping/deleting some things to try and gather my bearings.
Lynette watches in silence as the Traveler leaves with an uncertain Paimon trailing behind. It's hard to name the conflicting emotions bubbling up within her in the wake of the last few days ( what with their scarpered plans, the botched magic trick that ended in tragedy and the subsequent trial that nearly resulted in a wrongful conviction ), so she decides to ignore them, turning her attention to her uncharacteristically quiet twin.
To her surprise, his carefully tailored expression is closed to her; a rare and uncomfortable occurrence that has her ears flattening against her head, tail flicking restlessly. They've always been able to read each other like open books, after all. It feels wrong when she's unable to.
In a soft voice, Lynette whispers, “ ...Lyney, are you alright? ”
@yeonban / surprise starter!
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Teru pushes his hair back from his face with a sigh, sparing the unconscious bodies piled off to one side an impassive glance before he turns to address his unexpected partner in crime, “ Wasn't expecting company. Not the friendly kind, at least. ”
He holds out his hand to Shou with a lopsided smile, “ Thanks for the assist. ”
@yasashiiku (Shou) / one liner ♡
