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@katamenokaze
HE’S here to kick ass and chew grass.
…But seems like he took too long of a little nap.
{ ༄ } The horned god noted the scowl upon the face of the reclining forest king, those brows were knit in a familiarly perturbed expression. “Good morning, Yamakaze. Or, I suppose I should say good afternoon...”
Koya-san
Kumano
if to love and be loved is to feel the sun on both sides, then what a comfort it is to know the sun can be covered by clouds and still be there. even when you cannot feel or see it, the love is there.
“ You are worth spoiling. ”
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@fiirebled
{ ༄ } “That is very kind of you, miss…” The god said, though he paused for a moment when he glimpsed the woman’s face. It was clear enough to him she was not human, else she would not easily have seen him at this moment. But those features… they seemed very familiar…
“I beg your pardon, but have we perhaps met before? Or, I may have chanced upon someone who resembles you. Perhaps this eye of mine may be failing me, aha.”
He eyed the god for a moment, eyebrows pulled down in a frown. It was as if he wanted to say something, but wasn't sure what. A hand that was resting against one of the handles of his blades moved up, tilting the hide that rested upon his head like a helm back so that he could have a better look at the other. "You don't come here usually." There was a pause as the hand was lowered. "Why is that different today?"
{ ༄ } Ichimokuren eyed the Forest King in return, though his gaze was not unkind. He walked forward, parting the lush foliage so the other could see him more clearly. His dragon circled him in a gentle arc, hanging in the air about the god’s shoulders, and both of them were clad in their more typical forms; having reverted to a calmer state now that the recent turmoil had passed.
“I felt that I ought to make myself known to you, since I was passing this way.” He answered, taking a seat upon a nearby stump. His green-eyed gaze was gentle in concern. “How are you faring, Yamakaze?”
“A young yet powerful spirit, known to the spirits as THE KING OF THE FOREST.”
Independent | Selective | Private Yamakaze of Onmyoji.
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Kamiki’s Sorrowful Tradition - Okami
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I see you, betch. ]]
"You did what you could."
Amanda Lovelace Prompts | Still Accepting!
@shinraisuru
{ ༄ } “…But was it enough?”
The former god spoke softly, his expression almost unreadable as he gazed forward. He and the onmyoji were standing upon the very shoreline that had been once marred by his battle with the sea nymph’s miasma. His visible eye cast its glance far to the horizon, where the setting sun’s golden light danced upon the sea’s blue-green surface.
“Sometimes I wonder that, Seimei. Was it enough? Enough to stop it from happening again?”
He knelt, lifting a seashell from the sand beneath their feet. He brushed his thumb over the ridged surface, as his dragon danced over the waves in the distance before them.
“…Whether it was or wasn’t, I suppose I cannot know. But whatever happens, I will give it my all once again.”
from the work of amanda lovelace , the mermaid’s voice returns in this one ( consider supporting the author ) . pronouns ( he , she , they , i , etc ) & tenses can be adjusted as needed
“ i’m dropping my sword ” “ i’m not sure which of us i’m trying to convince ” “ there was no one i could have told ” “ there was nothing i could have done ” “ do you ever find yourself nostalgic for the life you never got to have ? ” “ do you ever find yourself nostalgic for the person you never got to be ? ” “ i never meant to be here for so long ” “ when will it be my turn ? ” “ who was i before you ? ” “ you can’t fix someone else ” “ you were the first one i believed ” “ i don’t mean to frighten you ” “ i would seriously consider drinking the atlantic whole if only you asked me to ” “ what wouldn’t i do for you ? ” “ i wish you had been my first love ” “ you were always my favorite wreck ” “ why wasn’t i smart enough to stay away from you ? ” “ this isn’t that kind of fairy tale ” “ cages are still cages even when they’re designed to look just like castles ” “ staying with you is nothing more than muscle memory ” “ how can you just walk away ? ” “ sometimes we have to feed ourselves lies just to live ” “ i still have every part of myself ” “ you don’t get to say it’s my fault for staying ” “ i’m but a work in progress ” “ i’m still alive and therefore so is hope ” “ i’m my own sunrise ” “ be stronger than the villains ” “ your voice could sink spaceships ” “ you need to try anyway ” “ you have been known to pry the scabs open , bleed them out ” “ i woke up the next morning and i did not feel brave ” “ we talk about survival like it’s a thing that makes you stronger ” “ i was a bird before this ” “ i remember everything ” “ my healing is ugly ” “ there always exists more than one opportunity for you to grow ” “ i meant to break open to make room for stars ” “ it’s time you give yourself a fair chance ” “ it was never as pretty as you like to pretend it was ” “ i’m used to it by now ” “ don’t ever take anyone’s bullshit ” “ you did not disappear unnoticed ” “ your scraped knees will always mend ” “ just keep singing yourself to sleep ” “ eventually your monsters will stop haunting you ” “ you are not sad forever ” “ maybe the difference between remembering and hurting is just me ” “ does your pain have a voice ? ” “ you are worth spoiling ” “ when i was a child , i used to believe anyone ” “ you did all you could do ” “ now you must learn what it means for you to live ” “ i’ve never been a river nor a lake for you to peer into ” “ my story has never been your story ” “ rip this page out and keep it with you ” “ be victorious in everything you do ” “ disturb the gods , if that’s what it takes ”
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|| Ichimokuren ||
✵— Celestial.
Xiao Xingchen all but falls silent at this remark, and he’s certain that Ichimokuren can hear how hard, how fast, his heart started to beat just a millisecond after he’d heard them. “… I …” He goes to speak, but nothing comes out except a stuttered reference to himself. How does he react to that? How does he convince the other that he truly wasn’t anything significant?
“No, you… You didn’t upset me, don’t worry… I just…” He’s certain that his face grows redder by the second, and he pauses to try, yet fail, to calm down. He had been praised on occasion by those who recognized him, yet this… These were not average compliments. “I… I have to insist that I’m not someone who’s worthy of such kind words, Ichimokuren… While my name does indeed hold reference to the space so far from our reach, I truly can’t say that it’s anything as special as yours.”
Though he still hesitates for a moment, Xingchen notes how Ichimokuren seems happy, perhaps almost eager, for the priest to accompany him. … Was that loneliness he’d heard? Though he insisted that Xingchen would be no trouble to him, that Ren *wanted* the company.. The fact he was still, in a sense, almost wasted space due to his blind state, was always a factor he kept in mind when around others. Perhaps he should…
Ah.
It’s the sudden breeze that halts his thoughts and pulls him away from the imaginary consequences of accepting his friend’s offer. Though that breeze’s arrival felt a little too coincidental in his mind, as if some god knew of his troubled mind and acted in hopes to dissolve that concern.
Was this meeting more than chance?
“ … If you are entirely sure that you and your friend would take a blind priest for a companion, then it isn’t my place to decline… Thank you, Ren, for being so kind to me.” Eventually, he caves, his body relaxing after realizing that he’d unintentionally tensed up. Though they only just met, the young cultivator couldn’t help but feel almost captivated by his new friend, and only then does he notice how at peace his heart is after so long of being alone. “It has been far too long that I’ve been like this with anyone…”
{ ༄ } Ichimokuren smiled softly in relief when Xiao Xingchen decided to accompany him. The last thing he wanted was one so kind to be at the mercy of this land’s night creatures. And one so soft-spoken... the former god felt a wave of protectiveness rise inside him.
“It costs nothing to be kind,” He said simply as they walked, making sure to steer Xingchen away from roots or obstacles on the path with his voice and presence. “Blind priest or not, a friend is a friend, I should think. And friends ought to be treated kindly.”
His latter words gave him pause however. What did he mean? The way his voice wavered when he spoke... it rang of solitude. Had Xiao Xingchen been lonely as well? He would silently mull this over as the two made their way to the abandoned shrine.
Upon seeing them approach, Ichimokuren’s dragon uncoiled itself from where it had been sleeping and floated over to him, thrumming loudly in approval of his return.
“Ah, yes, yes. You missed me, I know. Be courteous now, my friend, we have a guest.” The former god chuckled as his dragon showered him in affection.
"Ichimokuren." came the slow exhale carrying the other's name. Who would've thought, the moon god had decided to visit the ancient wind god's shrine once more. And this time, unannounced, too. "I see that you are doing well." He spoke out calmly, the usual frown upon his face being replaced by a small smile curving the corner of his lips.
{ ༄ } “Susabi.”
The wind god’s voice was as light as the breeze that now swirled about them, gently stirring the celestial god’s long hair with all the warmth and tenderness of the master it came from. A single eye gleamed up at the other as Ichimokuren walked forward… or perhaps glided was a better word for it, as his sandals hardly seemed to touch the ground.
A smile spread across his lips, his gaze filled with warmth and joy. His dragon flew around them in lazy circles as if in echo of this wonderful feeling.
“I am indeed doing well, I am pleased to say.” He said with a grin, and he reached up to gently caress Susabi’s cheek with his hand.
“And today especially so, now that you have graced me with a visit.”
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