𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙴, 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽!

[shouxryuuxha]

HOW I RUN MY BLOG —

SPEED.

I run it very slow/moderately. I want to say slow but I can get replies out when you least expect it, mainly when the mood strikes me---to which, for shiryu, is nearly all the time. He is the most active muse I've had in such a long time and no matter how long I've been away, I can always find his voice so I am always here, and looking to reply or start something, no matter how small.

REPLIES.

It varies depending on how I can convey Shiryu's thoughts, emotions, and everything else. Sometimes I can do it in a few words, sometimes it'll take me ten pages but, I strive to not make it boring. I like to start small and build from there; I feel it makes things more organic because then you can build the scene and the world around the starting point.

STARTERS.

If you just wanna throw yourselves and your muse at shiryu, PLEASE DO. I am so shit at starters and I cannot explain it. But man, if you just have a thought and you wanna put him in it, come @ me. I'm here for it.

INBOX.

They are always open! I love answering things for shiryu either as him or myself, especially anons when they ask him the weirdest things and he has to somehow not put his head in an oven. Those are the best.

SELECTIVITY.

I am semi-selective. I only rp with mutuals but you can still send things into Shiryu and he'll answer them via inbox, like questions and whatnot. It just takes me a bit for me to follow back on people. I also like to let people know that my Shiryu does have verses where he is underneath the age of 18 and he has verses where he is above the age of 18. And I will say this now and I will never say it again because honestly, I’m old, I’m tired and I shouldn’t have to: I am NOT aging up my character for sexual purposes. In fact, that is scarce on my blog. Shiryu in different verses are different ages for 1-for my comfort, 2-it allows for growth and development because how else is a character supposed to do so if they just stay in the box of one age and 3-because he does CANONICALLY AGE IN THE SERIES. There might be ships on this blog. There might be NSFW on this blog and that is MORE THAN JUST SEX (please understand that there is more to NSFW than just sex) and I am well within my right to write this and put Shiryu in these situations. But please know that he will be the age suitable for whatever happens to him. If that is not your jam, I understand that. No hard feelings!

WISHLIST.

Anything honestly: Fights, AUs, Ships, Angst---JUST GIVE ME EVERYTHING, I AM GREEDY! Oh, and if you are a child muse, Shiryu will officially adopt you. He is dragon mom, of course.

HONEST NOTE.

\o hello there!

[havingapoemwithyou]

[i want to go back] by Gregory Orr

[shouxryuuxha]

ITS SHIRYU’S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! I WILL BE ON TO CELEBRATE!!!!

[shouxryuuxha]

"i was just informed it was your birthday, so please excuse me for not having prepared anything for you prior." kurama smiles sheepishly, "happy birthday, shiryu. let me know when you're free & i can take you out for lunch or something."

                            𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃. It almost felt DISINGENOUS for him to take the well wishes, the thoughtful gifts & time spent towards from away from people. For many, another birthday down meant more time to spend ENJOY the fruits of a year's long labor of love. For those like him, another birthday could be POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE. Alive another day. Both positive & negative. & yet Shiryu attempted to the BEST OF HIS ABILITY to see this as a positive. 

                             ❛ Many thanks. ❜ Not as hard as he placed it in his mind to be, but given their CIRCUMSTANCES it would be off putting treating Kurama as just EVERYBODY ELSE. ❛ I must admit, I am surprised that I made to another birthday. Saori-san also extends her thanks for the balm you made; our down time had lessen tremendously. ❜ He managed to only have ONE semi-wrapped arm this time. It was improvement. ❛ I wish I could PLAN a time, but I fear that our worlds are COLLIDING faster than we both would like. If you are free this evening, we can go then. I am sure our duties can wait for a few hours. ❜

[curemoonlightsworld]

[preacherboyd]

House M.D. | 4x11 Frozen

[shouxryuuxha]

BANGS POTS & PANS!!!! ITS SHIRYU'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!

[onceuponamusing]

                                                     ᴀ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ;

                                                              ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ                                                   D̴̖͛ ̴̳̽I̷̤͠ ̷͔̕Ś̸̗ ̴̳̍T̴̰̀ ̸̬̅O̴͍̔ ̶̧̾R̵̠͂ ̴̻̂T̶͍̋ ̵͈̈Ë̸͇́ ̴̥̿D̸̤́

                                                      ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ɪᴛs ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ.

[amoying]

*breaks the law* *duct tapes it back together*

[afolksongs]

[zegalba]

[yumbles]

✴ happy new year! ✴

[hxdrostorms]

@shouxryuuxha

[hxdrostorms]

Aldebaran quietly listened to Shiryu's words, and by the end of it his initial response came in the form of a deep sigh. His gaze remained on him the entire time, paying close attention to other signs coming from him.

Was he even entirely there, to begin with?

They have all been wrangled into a dispute between deities that date, as long as the mythological time. Everyone has experienced their own fair share of disgraces, since a far too young age. The Taurus saint has merely been around for a tad longer, than the other that stood in front of him.

Eventually, he broke his silence. "Such is the life's duty of a saint. It isn't something" He maintained the calm tone of voice. "It's a burden we have attached to ourselves, but it is something you shouldn't try carrying on your own." There was a pause, before he proceeded to place a hand over Shiryu's shoulder, in a reassuring manner.

"But our lives cannot be reduced to just battles. That's the last thing Athena-- Saori, would wish to happen to us. Shiryu, you should learn to live in the present. The future will come, it's inevitable, we'll be ready for it." He followed it up, by pulling the younger boy into a firm and playful hug. "Besides, it isn't all a complete loss and doom. After all, Kiki will become the next Aries saint very soon. And you still have a long life ahead of you, Shiryu.

[shouxryuuxha]

                                  𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓. Was this the real thing they all signed up for? This is the real test in the end? How well they could live with it all? If that be the case that should have been told to them truly, maybe. It was not as if they were robbed of FREE WILL. In their minds even way back when, doing this gave them a reason to EARN their place in the world. They have no families, no prospects, no education---nothing. To lose them without the introduction of their cloths would be nothing lost. To lose them NOW, however, would have major setbacks. 

                                     He had to admit, there was a slight comfort in knowing that, again, he was not alone in this thoughts. To know that the saints who carry by far the MOST IMPORTANT duty also found themselves wrestling with the sounds of sins. But comfort wasn't enough to push the box away again. The contact on his shoulder was WEIGHTED & WARM yet brought no reassurance. Almost as if everything that was being said was going in through one ear & out the other. Was it intentional---no. Shiryu was present to hear every word. He had to be. He couldn't DROWN in front of him. 

                                   How awful of him to not be able to see the forest for the trees in this instance because Aldebaran was right. They were more than just fighting. They weren't mindless meatsacks who were bred just to fight. They were worth more than that. Maybe....in a way, that was the problem; that's what makes everything harder. The hug was not satisfying. He tensed in it. Blackened bangs shielded his face while his eyes were downcast. ❛ Forgive me if I am not as jubilant as you are. ❜ He did not pull away mind you. Even in his upset, Shiryu was still polite. ❛ As much I would like to be, my...present is plagued with these thoughts. My feelings. MY SINS. ❜

[hxdrostorms]

Hopefully, he will not be around, when the next inevitable holy war breaks out. That thought went unsaid, as he kept observing the garden, looking past Shiryu. It was almost as if the Cancer saint paid no attention to the younger man, right in front of him. Instead, his sight was drawn to the far more peaceful scenery. He couldn't have possibly imagined that something like this, could exist in this part of the world.

Yet, it made just enough sense that all of it, belonged to their Goddess Athena.

"Well, I'll take that as a sign that the others have stayed back in the Sanctuary." He was referring to his comrades, whom he practically cut ties with out of shame, in an attempt to get back in touch with his roots. His head cocked to the side slightly, eyes darted back at Shiryu once more.

Had it not been for the grid wall between them, and the looming fact that Saori could arrive at any minute. It was possible they both would already have been at each other's throats.

"So, am I allowed to come in then? Since, she's already waiting for me. I think it would be rude, if she saw her guest waiting outside for her." He had to hold back on his funny quips and jabs, at the other. For now at least. "Or are you going to say, you can't let me in?"

[shouxryuuxha]

                                         𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐖 & 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓. There was no way for Shiryu to know if what DM was on purpose or if he was just the target of the other's ARGRAVATING behavior. ❛ If you are implying that anyone else was dragged here, the answer is no. Everyone is either summoned or they come of their own free will. ❜ Those who either seeked council or different company found themselves here with ease & Those who had PERISHED & WERE RESURRECTED were summoned. In regards to the latter, It was Saori's way to speak to them alone; to reconnect with them & give them what she felt they needed.

                       FORGIVENESS.

                                        It is something, he fully believed that everyone was deserving of if they showed remorse. & although, admittedly, he didn't think the other felt BAD for anything he had done, the mere fact that he was here said otherwise. Deathmask was summoned by Athena & instead of slinking away from the call & hiding his face in shame, he showed up. Maybe there was hope for him after all. Saori thought so. To have such 𝐹 𝐴 𝐼 𝑇 𝐻 is truly a gift. 

                                     ❛ I would not be greeting you at the door if you weren't allowed access. ❜ He attempted to make that sound as pleasant as he could. For this was just not DM this was also for him. Saori was not the only one who had to forgive him. ❛ Saori-san is finishing up some other things. Even though we know who she truly is, she still has OBLIGATIONS that stretch beyond us. ❜ With little effort, his back was now the other, the sea of black on his back swayed some with this movement. ❛ Until she is done, I have been tasked with leading you in & keeping you company. ❜ Up came his hand & two fingers gave the 'come hitter' motion as the dragon saint began to walk. ❛ I trust you can keep up. ❜

[hxdrostorms]

@shouxryuuxha continued from -> x

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃. No matter the context. Throughout history, one of the strongest manipulators things that guided the masses to do anything was the belief that what they were doing was the right thing. That what they believed in was the true gospel & anything that encroached on that to challenge it is/was to be dealt with. This is no different. SAME PRINCIPAL & TEMPORARY CHANGE. Another set will have to do this all again. & in there lies the problem. ❛ I suppose. But that's just it. What was the PURPOSE of dying if the same threat finds a way to come back? This is not the first time cloth bearers have stood where we will one day & I'd be surprised if not ONE of them wondered if things would change this time around. My COMMITTMENTto the cause has not changed; has not waivered & but I would be lying if I didn't say that thought crept at night. ❜

He quietly listened to him, and by the end of it he was faintly chuckling. "I'd be liying if I said, a thought like that had never appeared in my mind, before." The tall man responded calmly, hinting at the idea he has been in the other's shoes, at least more than once.

"That would be my friend's courtesy, I guess." Aldebaran added in the same tone of voice, his muscular arms remained crossed over his chest. "It's normal to have such questions. We were all prepared to serve and die for Athena I doubt she would ever want to have mindless followers, as her army. In times of peace, the level of commitment the order expects from us sounds... Unrealistic, and unachievable in some cases." A low huff followed those words, as he looked back at his own life. "But the war is finally over, Shiryu. What could be possibly causing you to come to these conclusions?"

[shouxryuuxha]

                                  𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄. It brought what he assumed to be comfort in a tiny dose. It was to decipher emotions this far down the rabbit hole--but he did try at least. It was the only way to not let DESPAIR take hold for too long. Ah yes, the war PHYISCALLY is over, that much was true---maybe. What if, in some way, at sometimes, the war was not COMPLETELY over? What if it took shape & inflicted its MALICE in a different way? An unseen way---what were they to do? & how much of it was self-inflicted.

                                    The mind is not indestructible. Images of battles long passed felt as if they were EMBEDDED in his eyelids & showed themselves whenever he closed them. The SCREAMS of victory & defeat warped together to create something INDESCRIBABLE. & there were times where Shiryu would feel his chest, his arm or shoulder & it would feel WARM & WET. It felt SLICK & STICKY at the same time & the odor that came from it, that only he noticed solidified what he wanted so desperately to be a delusion. 

                                              𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃. 

                                   Shiryu brought himself back following the voice that spoke to him. Eyes that once focused on his hand, came up; the glassy texture now gone catching the last little bit of the statement. ❛ Yes...it is. & with it, purpose. ❜ He raked through his hair, an ounce of distress on his face. ❛ I admit, I have this thought more than I care to talk about. The only comfort I have found in this is that I am not alone in my thoughts. The others have EXPRESSED the same, in varying degrees & I have yet to determine if that is GOOD OR BAD THING. ❜ Shiryu managed to steady himself internally as his voice THREATENED to shake. ❛ The war is over---is it? I'd argue that it isn't. That its taken a different form ENTIRELY & still going whether some of us want it to or not. For some of us, it's still going. It still LINGERS. ❜

[cpirits]

Oops, he was caught. There was no fooling the Dragon Saint, who was the wisest of the Bronze, and Seiya did forget that on occasion. Running a hand across the back of his neck, he sheepishly brayed a quick apology.

"Sorry, I sometimes feel like I want to say something, and it comes out totally different." He hadn't been truthful in his words; sure he believed them but had troubles even adhering to his own passion when stores of vigor were low.

Stamping sneaker clad hooves into the dirt, Pegasus bowed his head slightly. "Could I have some tea with you? There's a few things I wanted to share."

[shouxryuuxha]

                                 𝐀𝐇 𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌. Shiryu could fault no one for that, this was awkward for him too. Each of the saints, he felt, treated him differently now. Shun was more EMPATHIC than usual; offering to help him in almost everything if he could. Hyoga MINDED his words a lot better---as if he was avoiding the elephant in the room with subtle but noticeable distress. Ikki seemed more PATIENT with him--more than usual, not asking for more than Shiryu could do without being babied. HOW 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 OF THEM. He knew what he was. He knew he was useless.

                                 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 doesn't begin to describe how he felt but & yet, in his behaviors, it did manifest. He was a bit snappier, quicker to agitate & reluctant to ask for help even when it was clearly needed. Even now, after time has passed the dragon saint STILL didn't want to belive this was his fate. His 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅-𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 fate. ❛ Don't apologize Seiya, I understand. It is still hard for me too. ❜ He welcomed the change of topic even it was going to be brief; the conversation always had a way of working its way back to the EGREIOUS ELEPHANT.

                                 ❛ Of course. I feel we can both use the tea. ❜ With his palm in front of him on the table, Shiryu lifted it gently & back down again, but away from himself while lips moved soundlessly. He was COUNTING the spaces from his side of the table to the tea pot. It was four spaces away from his side as fingers slowly began to graze the smooth surface of the pot looking for where the IMPERFECTION to tell him where the handle was. He found it & gripped it, raising the pot. ❛ Bring your cup up & clank the front, please. I'll pour for you; tell me when to stop. ❜ STUBBORN. OXEN STUBBORN

[shouxryuuxha]

BANGS POTS AN PANS IT THE LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!! ITS THE YEAR OF THE DRAGON! MY YEAR!!!!!!