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[unsaintedfox-a]

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The last Deshi Yukimura had seen his sister was over 16 years ago. It had all been because he had decided to take away Kira's doll and tease her until she had snapped. Not that either of them had realized the possibility of having these types of powers since their parents had decided to keep them out of it. He had been living with their mother's oldest friend, a Forest Kitsune, since he was 12. When he had tried to come back after he turned 20, feeling as if he had perfect control over his powers, their parents had admitted to never telling Kira he ever existed. They had commanded him to stay away and out of Kira's life. His own family had rejected him and never would let him see his little sister again.

So he stayed away, moving around the country and killing for the right price. That was until he had gotten word of there being a hit on a certain woman. Kira Yukimura. His little sister. Even if their parents had forced him out of her life, he wasn't about to let her get killed over something like this. So he made his way back to Beacon Hills, without their parents' knowledge. He had spent awhile just following Kira around, feeling odd that the little girl he knew had now grown up into a woman. It surprised him that her Kitsune spirit was so weak but he wasn't surprised. Yua had told him that their mother had put some sort of containment on Kira's powers in hopes that they would never manifest. But it looked like they must have. He wondered what possibly could have happened to her for that to trigger.

Maybe this wasn't the best way to finally get Kira alone but he didn't have much of a choice. She constantly had people around her and there weren't many opportunities to get her alone. So when she had been out late and walking home alone, he took the chance. It was his mistake to think that she wouldn't be able to sense him. He hadn't even seen the fist come around until it had already connected to his cheek, grunting at the impact. "Fuck!" Standing back up he could see the terrified look on her face, grimacing as he touched his now bleeding cheek. "Damn, Kira. You've gotten stronger since I last saw you." Why his sister punching him in the face filled him with pride, he wasn't sure. But now he had her attention, even if it looked like she was about to come at him again. Holding up his hands, he swallowed hard as he tried to figure out how to make her feel any less tense about the situation. "So hi. Uh, guess what? You have an older brother, Ki." Ok, maybe he should have planned this out a little better.

[xspellbound]

&   *   ------   scott (   @capcized​   ) *con’t from here.

A subtle smile had tugged at the corner of the wolf’s mouth, shaking his head that soon drew a soft laugh from within him. Magnolia was capable of getting ‘wasted’ as she had called it but his metabolism had taken any bits of fun the novelty once had. Besides his experiences weren’t the best…but he still sipped on the alcohol along side the Witch to embrace these moments of fun with her. A way to humor her and in a sense, a part of himself despite not getting the full effects. With a toast of the brown bottle in his hand, Scott drew the contents to his lips where he soon tipped his head back taking in the liquids. “Ever the wild one,” the wolf said as his smile grew.

There was always more to be said between the two but it seemed as if they never crossed that line. Not quite, but there had always been this dancing twinkling mischief swirling below. Not that Scott could ever tell, well, not fully – only suspected but always shook the thoughts from his head. Magnolia was leagues ahead of him, and he? Far too content with where they were at to ever venture further and risk anything. What they had was good.

At least, for now. “Just…try and keep it out of your hair this time,” The wolf teased, moving his knee in to gently bump against the Witches own leg. “Can’t always be the one holding your hair back.” Okay so he held her hair back once– If anything he knew Mags would wave her flags and let it be known she can handle her liquor. If it had been one thing, never challenge her over anything or she’d die trying to prove you wrong.

‘   not as wild as i used to be,  ’ the witch quipped through a chuckle, returning the smile --- bright as a summer sun, eyes matching the sheer happiness magnolia was feeling in that very moment. soon her fingers were stretched out towards scott, smile turning to smirk as fingers wiggled, ‘   pass it here, scotty.   ’ a nickname she’s used in the past, since their friendship blossomed. it wasn’t their first rodeo drinking under the stars --- she used to do this with scott & stiles all the time. tonight, however, it was just them.

lips pressed to the bottle, liquid burning down her throat as her gaze trained to the wolf, canting her head to the side. they never seemed to find the right time. never the right time to tell him how she felt. dancing around each other like a waltz, coming close, but never close enough. her gaze soon fell as a chuckle passed past her lips, head shaking as she pushed the thoughts away. another sip of jack was taken.

‘   that was literally once,   ’ she responded to scott, sticking her tongue out a brief moment, bumping her knee against his in response, ‘   i learned to hold my liquor better in the last few years.   ’ so with that a challenging grin formed before another few gulps of alcohol were taken. here’s to this & them.

[thechimaeraprince]

A starter for: @capcized

If it had been completely up to him, he would have never stepped a foot back on the streets of Beacon Hills. Nothing good had ever happened to him in that place. The town only held his failures and disappointments. Wasted opportunities. Wasted potential.

His business didn’t even take him to one of the more pleasant parts of the town - he couldn’t have had something to do in the preserve, no. He had to go right back to where it all started, where he made all of his greatest mistakes; down to the sewers, into the Dread Doctors’ laboratory.

Theo was almost too preoccupied with his own thoughts to hear it.

                                    Almost.

But they were there - the footsteps. Steady breathing. The smell of... a Kanima?

There was something familiar about it, a hint of something....

                                                                     No.

It couldn’t be her. She was dead. Had been for a long time. Must have been his memory acting up, reminding him of the smell of her, close to him, against him...

Then he saw her. Older, but still so familiar.

                                             Tracy.

With a very real-sounding heartbeat sounding in his head. By now he knew what it felt like when the flashbacks set in, when he went back to that place. This was different. Sharper. More real.

What was happening? Was he hallucinating? Did someone poison him? He couldn’t have gone mad, just like that, in the blink of an eye. Yet there she was.

How do you treat a ghost, when you’re not even sure it’s a ghost? Was he supposed to pretend? Was he supposed to attack her before she attacked him.

                         “Tracy?” He didn’t even have to fake the hesitation, apprehension in his voice.

                                                             “Is that you?”

[unsaintedfox-a]

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[unsaintedfox-a]

“ when i’m in a crowd i just want to melt away and yet, when i’m alone it’s somehow worse. ” - Kira

Misc. Prompts For Your Feels

Deshi knew exactly how Kira was feeling. There’s always a point when you get overwhelmed by being different, that you just want to fit in with everyone around you. To just blend instead of feeling like an outcast. It was something that the older Kitsune felt on a normal basis but had learned to suppress it just like everything else.

He looked at her where she was curled up on the couch, wetting his lips as he mulled over his thoughts. “Yeah. I know, Ki. You go out and just feel like everyone’s eyes are on you. Like they just know that you’re different from everyone else.” He moved slightly closer to his sister, chewing the corner of his lips.

“Yet... it’s not a bad thing to be different. I grew up knowing I would never be like anyone else. You didn’t have that luxury.” Deshi sighed heavily as he ran his fingers through his short locks. “When you’re alone... you can feel it so much more strongly than when you’re surrounded by others. When you’re around other people, it’s easy to convince yourself that everything is okay. As soon as everyone’s gone, it’s harder to do it.”

Reaching over, he grabbed Kira’s hand and squeezed it tightly before he laced their fingers together. “There’s nothing wrong with that. The sooner you accept that you’re not the same, the better it’s going to be. We are pretty young compared to other Kitsune so we have time to learn.” Trying to give a comforting smile toward his sister, he kept their hands linked together and pulled her tightly against his chest. “Just know that you aren’t alone, Ki. I’m here and I’m not about to leave your bratty ass anytime soon.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, closing his eyes tightly as he wished that he could take his sister’s pain from her.

[unsaintedfox-a]

"i want to know you fully" - Kira (except sisterly and not subtle romance)

Subtle Romance Sibling Starters

Kira had decided that after their training that they should actually spend some time together. Deshi was already regretting this. He forced a tight smile as he ashed his cigarette, putting it back to his lips as he took a slow drag. “You really don’t. There are some things that a little sister shouldn’t know about her big brother.” There were things he would never be able to tell Kira. Their lives had been vastly different since they were separated, growing up in two different worlds. Deshi’s wasn’t something she needed to know about.

[criedwxlfarch]

@capcized​ asked: have fun in potions. try not to punch anyone. / always accepting.

     her words take a moment to clear his brain, during which he takes a few steps away from her, before he abruptly stops and turns around.   "hey! that was one time!"   stiles huffs as he narrows honey brown eyes at kira, lips pursing together. he'd stay and defend himself if he could, listing off the reasons that it hadn't even been his fault in the first place, but if he does that he'll be late and the last thing he needs is to lose points for his house again.   "and they started it!"   that's yelled over his back, because he's turned back around at the point, hurrying off and away from the tree that they had been studying underneath for the last hour.

[unsaintedfox-a]

“Can I borrow like… a twenty… no questions asked?” - Kiiiiraaaa

Something Sibling Starters

Deshi sometimes wondered if the only reason Kira came to see him was for information or money. Groaning, he let his head fall back to hit the back of the couch. “Why does it have to be no questions asked? If you’re buying drugs, I can get you a lot of shit for cheap. Other than buying a hooker, I have no idea why you wouldn’t want to tell me why you need twenty bucks.”