#aiji;

[darksideofseoul]

Closed Starter for @buildabxtchrp

"Maya...have you seen my extra strings? I snapped one and now I can't find them for the life of me." The guitarist huffed softly as he looked one more time in his case for the roll of strings. Though he knew the singer wasn't usually paying attention to that sort of thing, he still wanted to ask him and see if there was any hope of rehearsing on time.

[darksideofseoul]

Closed starter for @darkfaeriereno

Aiji was settled in a corner booth of the cafe and sipping a matcha when a blonde woman stepped inside, catching his attention immediately. She was petite and lovely, and the kitsune could catch the soft and sweet scent that had accompanied her once she stepped inside. He knew two things immediately - 1, that he found her quite beautiful, and, 2, that she wasn't human and he could get used to that scent being around him.

Unfortunately for Aiji, his neutral face is fairly bitchy, but fortunately for him, it matched his generally aloof nature. That may not suit him well in that moment, but he did notice that there weren't any open tables within the small shop, and he wondered if he might be able to invite her to sit with him, though he typically wouldn't be so quick to do so.

[darksideofseoul]

Starter for @ookami-seinen

"Aish -" The kitsune huffed as he stopped on his way to the table in the coffee shop, eyes flickering slightly as he looked down at the green puddle that was currently spreading on the floor in front of him. "That was not what I needed today." He groaned and glanced back at the barista with an embarrassed smile and held up the practically empty matcha cup. "Uh...I'll buy another if you can pass me mop or cloth to wipe it up." He sighed and set the cup on the table before he was passed a mop around the counter and he went to clean it up, too focused on his current task of cleaning up his afternoon matcha to notice anyone in the shop.

[darksideofseoul]

"Maya- I...you know sometimes I can't get over how pretty and kissable your lips are..." Aiji sighed before blinking and realizing what he'd said. "Shit.."

[darksideofseoul]

and because why not for Aiji

Aiji sputtered slightly and stared at the sight before him. "Wow...Reno...I'm...damn, I'm speechless..."

[darksideofseoul]

👀(for any of them😇)

For any, huh? Looks like you're getting ALL of them~

Ichi - I think about putting you in a lacey little pink teddy with your wings out and you prance about the house before you come into the room, and then I capture the prettiest little fairy and pin you down to the bed, ass up and ready to take every inch that I know you crave.

Mana - I want to use some of my spare blue cathedral print leftover from your new dress as shibari rope on your arms to your wrists and lay you out so pretty on the bed so I can see your whole body and press touches and kisses to every inch as I make you moan my name. I want to have you trembling at my touch, whimpering and whispering as you plead for me to fuck you, and then, when you think you can't wait any longer, I'll give you exactly what you beg for, giving you your orgasm, and then continuing to push you over the edge until I reach my release at the same time as your final one.

Aiji - I want to worship you, from the tips of your toes, up to your lips. I want to kiss over every inch of your skin, claim your entire body so you know that no one else can touch you and treat you the way I do. I'll have you claiming me in turn, whispering my name so sweetly as I give you every release you want, and anything you ask of me.

[darksideofseoul]

Aiji huffed and rolled over on the bed, dreams troubling him and making his tails come out, only to curl around the Kitsune's body. Despite the troubling dreams however, he was unable to bring himself to wake, his body seeming to still even as his mind began to call out, tried to reach Demitri. He didn't know if it would help, but in the dream even, he was screaming, trying to get Demitri to show, to save him from the terror of the night that held him. @dashdasxorphans

[darksideofseoul]

The Voice Inside His Head || Aiji & Aiji

With every passing day, the voice had grown stronger and more persistent, waking Aiji up at night, making him worry that things would fall apart the next day that he wasn't good enough at anything he did, that he would be replaced. Aiji had begun to refer to the voice with it's own name, Ji, which unbeknownst to him, gave it new life, and new form. The next day, sitting at the foot of the bed was a man...a man who looked very much like Aiji, but with orange eyes that shown in the dim light of the morning. "Ah, you're finally awake, Aiji. Then again, you woke up several times last night, just to tell yourself that your fears and worries were unfounded. I think you're trying to fool yourself. Maybe today, you'll start to see what I know to be the truth. And if you don't know who I am...it's nice to meet you officially, Aiji. I'm Ji, that little voice inside your head. Thank you for the body, I think I rather enjoy it." He grinned, if not a bit maliciously and ran his fingers through his hair, enjoying the sensation and watching the other's reaction to him. @m-a-d-or-d-i-e