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@ofcetras Continued from here

Akari looked down, a grim expression painted her face as she gently patted the younger's shoulder. "Yeah.... you heard what the vet said." For a moment, she had to stop herself in order to gather her emotions. Animals held a special place in Akari's heart. Growing up she was bullied so much for being unable to speak Korean and sometimes humans were so cruel, but animals never cared that she wasn't fluent or that her Korean might've sounded funny. What they saw was what was in her heart, whether she was a good person or not, the "real" Akari. It was because of this that seeing an animal suffering felt like a thick thorns shoving their way straight into her heart and lungs. Breathing felt difficult and her heart seemed like it would stop any moment. Now was not the time for tears though. She needed to be strong for her junior, Rowan. After what felt like forever, Akari's emotions stabilized. "Maybe in a way we did help it. It at least its suffering can end quickly." The words themselves may have sounded cold but there was warmth and comfort in Akari's tone.

#ofcetras #goakari:T #:response #Akari x Rowan

alignment meme -- bold all that apply, italicize leaning or former.

#:response #:headcanon #idk but this was fun!

/Awkwardly whispers.; Date--

Date — I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours out on a date.

♕ — In order to gain money, the young god even accepted the job to be someone’s substitute in a blind date. Erratic, fickle and traitor to their own feelings, that’s how Yato sees human and it will probably never change but to think that he’ll be in a date with someone whom he doesn’t even know and more importantly, a human. For five yen! He would often say and these are the days that he would shout it over and over again however, he did not really consider it as a date for he will be paid when it’s all over.

The Scholar God Tenjin—a friend, visited him in Korea and as soon as he saw him, he mocked and teased him about how he dressed for today, it wasn’t his usual tacky tracksuit clothes and his so called fluffy scarf, he was fully dressed, it wasn’t too fashionable for he doesn’t want to attract too much attention, he dressed rather simple but that didn’t helped him, he still stood out from the rest (And it didn’t helped that Tenjin was teasing him all day long and he probably will for the rest of his immortal life), people’s eyes glancing towards his direction.

“Excuse me. Are you here for the blind date?”

He tilted his head and nods, “Are you?” the latter replied as he nodded and gave out an innocent smile—not knowing what to do next, he boldly (and gently) grabbed the latter’s hand, a smile tugging on the corner of his lips as he pulled him closer to his side whilst heading to a nearby cafe. They’ve talked about everything and anything, one topic after another, they never stopped talking and it was surprising, how Yato seems to have taken an interest to the human in front of him and before they knew it, the skies were crimson and it was time to go as they bid each other goodbye. “We’ve been talking all day long and you haven’t said your name yet. Tell me first before I head home.”

❝ — It’s Yato,

don’t forget. ❞

And as soon as the doe-eyed male went home, he questioned himself, where did he go? More importantly, what did he do this day? No one knows except the forgotten god, Yato.

#:response #cinnahan #:drabbles #{ this isn't quality nor quantity-- i am gomen }#orz

☱ [ wheezes i want one while I reply to your opener.]

Leave a ☱ in my askbox for an entry that’s about you.

AU!In which Yato has a journal/diary.

I met a girl today; small, annoying but cute little brat. Might be my sister in another dimension, who knows.

#:response #yyboms #{ Yato will never have a journal because he's a lazy ass and if he did that's how he'll write tbh lol }#:littlebrat

all the texts!

Send ✆ for a morning text.

[ to: alien guy ] Good morning! Having troubles? Reply back and Delivery God Yato will reply! (For only 5 yen per wish/request!!)

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent.

[ to: alien guy ] I may have been called weird but man, you're weirder.

Send ☎ for a rushed text.

[ to: alien guy ]

Send ☏ for a loving text.

[ to: alien guy ] I'll be your cuddle buddy for only five yen per cuddle session!

Send ⁇ for a drunk text.

[ to: alien guy ] alieeenss are coming to getttuuu@!. .

Send ø for a late night text.

[ to: alien guy ] I am a god and I want food or I'll have to convince the aliens to attack you.

Send ✘ for a hateful text.

[ to: alien guy ] your life is a lie, there are no aliens. (sorry not sorry)

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♕ — Azure eyes danced around the urban scenery, watching as civilians walked by, relatively carefree, even though in some cases, there were demons hovering over their shoulders. Humans’ ignorance had always been a topic of interest for the forgotten god, how such a nightmarish entity could manage to remain undetected; sitting up with a huff, he knocked off a plastic cap to a can of spray paint, and in bright crimson letters, spelled out:

❝ — In trouble? Call Yato! Quick and reliable service!: 090-XXXX-##3X ❞

The message was bright red against a white building—to a normal person, it would look like nothing happened, but hopefully, it would be able to draw some customers in, from the streets or the surrounding offices. The wind ruffled the black locks of his hair, as he sprung off the roof, and onto the pavement below, assimilating immediately into the stream of pedestrians.

#:response #{ - idek what im doing---#{ - rolls awei

"Maybe i should carve a pretty picture in your flesh?"

Drip

♕ — Blood rolled down the young god’s chin and onto the ground, creating a small puddle. Ah, he was making quite a mess, wasn’t he? “Haa…” He let the body he just slaughtered fall off to the ground. The human with a corrupted soul was no more than a corpse now.

❝ — Yato. Your work is done, let’s go to father now. ❞

The voice who has uttered those words came from his katana, his other regalia; azure orbs filled with hatred, deprivation and lust for blood were no longer there. He’s back, back from being Yato the Delivery God and not the God of Calamity. I hope this is the last time. Yato remarked inwardly, as thin lips pulled into a frown. In his own exhausted state, he pulled his hood over his head and headed out of the alley, blood stained the hoodie he was wearing.

❝ — Maybe I should carve a pretty picture in your flesh? ❞

The immortal let out a shaky breath, eyes averting its gaze from the ground and towards the male who have announced such an insane suggestion. A chuckle escaped from his lips. “You’re insane. Go home or I shall carve my name on your flesh.”

#:response #jonvue #:drabbles #{ - SCREAMS IDK WHAT IM DOING ..HALP

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