#chiheru

[devilspurs]

suddenly he has 8 kids , , , ,

[holyscorch-a]

" aww, don't be scared, ( @chiheru ) chi - chan ! come here -- "

cue yoru drop - kicking him. " clean the damn blood off, you're gonna scare her .... ! "

[visionkept]

@chiheru: tomo not beating the old man vibes allegations 🥹 LASKJFLK thats okie chi loves her old sib nonetheless 🫶

[girlfox]

❛    𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒?    ❜    ahri  starts,  wiping  away  a  pearl  of  sweat  from  her  forehead  with  the  back  of  her  hand;  the  other  rests  on  her  hip,  jutted  out.  the  pair  are  stood  out  in  the  hallway,  peering  into  the  bathing  room  they're  meant  to  assist  a  customer  in   .   .   .   except,  it's  quite  possibly  been  the  rudest  spirit  ahri  has  served  to  date.    ❛    i  mean,    ❜    she  starts,  looking  to  the  far  shorter  chihiro  at  her  side,    ❛    how  are  you  going  to  be  ill-mannered  and  request  special  service?    ❜    the  fox  darts  her  gaze  back  to  the  room,  sighing  loudly.    the  spirit's  begun  to  settle  into  the  steaming  water,  splashing  it  just  about  everywhere.      nonetheless,  ahri  grabs  the  cart  full  of  warm  towels  and  tea  and  large,  cumbersome  back  scrubbers.   the  thought  of  washing  this  spirit's  back  makes  her  nose  scrunch  and  lips  curl.   ❛    well   .   .   .   ready,  @chiheru?    ❜

[nulltune]

@chiheru replied: tiny hakunooo meeting tiny chi and satoruuu mayhaaps !!

... stares at.

[ronekos]

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver. / for wanderer !

𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐤 , the wanderer takes a seat by the beach near to outskirts of an Inazuman village: the nostalgia of the surroundings is palpable, incontestable weight on his heart. memories weave through the air, a haunting melody of days gone by. the puppet sets his hat aside & closes his eyes momentarily, allowing the wind to favour him amidst his reflections … until he hears soft steps in the distance. a delicate figure approaches, ⸻ her determined demeanour evident as she comes to stand close & diligently cleans the blood from the skin of his exposed knee & white tights. the girl, with her hair catching the golden rays of the setting sun, exudes a quiet determination as she attends to the task at hand.

𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 ; that seems to be all he can do, since he doesn't really recognize the young girl. her meticulous actions carry a tender touch, though, erasing the traces of time & combat from him & his garments. the wanderer finds an unexpected warmth spreading : a sense of solace amid the nostalgic air. ⸻ home feels a lot kinder & nicer than it used to be. considerate gestures, though a stranger’s, bring forth a fleeting wink of respite amidst the echoes of a sinister past.

𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 with admirable, unwavering dedication, in return to it, — mostly moved by the earnestness to help others —, the vagrant offers a soft-spoken acknowledgement. ❛ Thank you. ❜

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. / accepting , @chiheru

[penddraig]

lounging on the couch across from chihiro's table,   howl lies on his back,   his arms in the air.   his fingers are out straight as he contemplates his nails.   they are a lovely shade of teal today,   but he's considering changing them up to match the outfit he's picked out for tomorrow.   in case,   he absolutely will.   aside from his nails,   he's been contemplating the process of fabricating stories.   he's read a good deal of literature,   on account of english being his undergraduate degree,   but he can't help but consider … useless things.    ❝    do you know,   chihiro ?   i don't think i've ever heard one tale where the knight didn't eventual vanquish the dragon and rescue the princess from the castle.   which,   now that i think of it,   is terribly dull.   it lacks all forethought,   and the formula is so overused and predictable that i could read only the first three sentences before i determined what would happen for an ending.    ❞

@chiheru.    ‘ what would happen if the knight did not arrive to the castle,   and the dragon made a den of it and a hoard of its people and prize of its princess ? ’

howl lifts his head from couch,   looking alarmed at chihiro.   he’s known she has an overactive imagination and a strong intellect when it comes to making up strange scenarios,   but he would never have expected this to come out of her mouth : what would happen if the knight lost,   and the dragon won ?   not that he’s particularly against the notion that she's much,   much more curious than one believes at first glance.

once his mind is all but settled,   he laughs,   making himself comfortable again and stretching his arms over his head and pillowing the back of his head on one of his forearms. ❝ well,   if the dragon made a hoard of the castle's people and prize of its princess … then i suppose it would entirely depend on whether or not that dragon was the cruel sort or the kind sort.   the cruel sort of dragon would never allow its people to stray from the castle walls,   and would feed them only the barest amount,   until they were all but starving.   and it would breathe fire at anyone who dared cast judgement or question it.   but the kind sort …    ❞    he hums,   lost in thought.   the imagination of a child,   it seems,   is contagious.   especially for the likes of him,   who has spent over half a decade of his life living what fantasies he had concocted in his mind thanks to all the books he'd read as a child,   and in university.    ❝    the kind sort of dragon lets its people leave,   and helps with everyone's duties.   and i suppose it would make the princess happy,   too,   if she let it.   why ?   are you planning on going and getting yourself abducted by a kind dragon ? and it must be kind, because i'll be the one going out to find it.    ❞

.゜––   of fairytales, folklore and faekind.  /  𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.

[laputian]

examine! chihiro ogino 👀

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you remember the first day you crossed paths with miss ogino. to this day, she reminds you of a bird. how peculiar that she has the air of someone who has mingled for quite some time among beings far beyond any mortal comprehension- but it isn't impossible. there are plenty of humans who have encountered higher beings. more than you thought.

of course, you do not count yourself in this. the beings chihiro has spent time with are not like you, although you are certain that you could easily cross to that place.

she has a river-god's blessing, a rare thing. the gods do not freely grant blessings to mortals, and it makes you feel at ease knowing that she has already been proven worthy. and while you're not accustomed to the presence of children (not since you lost your own- those memories are still painful; some wounds won't heal), there's something else about her that makes you smile when her energy comes near.

minu would've liked her, you've decided. parisa was always too proud- her father's daughter, but certainly she also would've held a favorable opinion of chihiro. you can easily imagine eshan asking her to visit the gardens.

you like her because she reminds you of your children. it's a small sliver of hope.