#dxviated

[onlyhorn]

♥ raina @ argus :^)

@dxviated || Heart Meme

If we kissed?

[x] Quickie. [x] Tongue. [x] Softly bite your lip. [] We wouldn’t. [] Long and meaningful. [] Let’s hit up the bedroom. [] You remember last time? [x...?] Awkward… [] Lol no.

Would I go out with you? [x] Yes, definitely. [] No. [] I want to, but it wouldn’t work. [x..........] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family. [] You’re cute, but probably not. [] Just simply not my type. [] If I knew you better. [] Already did. [] I don’t know.

If we took a picture together, we’d be… [x] Hugging each other. [] Just chilling. [x] Holding hands. [.....] Kissing. [] Acting dumb. [x] Normal picture. [] You holding me from behind.

You are… [x] Cute/Pretty. [x] Good looking. [x] Sexy. [] All of the above

You + me + room = … [] Movies. [x...] Cuddling. [x] Hanging out. [..........] Kissing. [] Playing games. [] Everything. [] Wouldn’t let you in.

You should… [x] Hit me up. [] Be mine. [] Marry me. [] Reblog this so I can send you a heart. [] be studying

If we got married, I’d… [] Divorce you. [ 🥺 ] Make kids. [] Take your money and bounce. [] Smash every day. [] I would cheat on you. [x] Be faithful. [] Kill you in your sleep [] We wouldn’t

[onlyhorn]

Raina smiles, a gentle expression when she enters the onsen to see that Argus was sweeping up of his own apparent volition. A soft clearing of the throat to make her presence known before she approaches. "Argus, as a guest you should be relaxing. Please, let me handle this."

@dxviated (Raina) lightly chides Argus.

Ah-- caught red-handed.

Ever since bunking with the knights, Raina has been nothing but kind to him.. but not just to him - the woman seemed to busy herself at almost every possible opportunity. At no point during the day did Argus never witness Raina not working. She was almost always doing something around here-- and he was left wondering just how much work she shoved into her schedule on the regular.

He thought that he could get away with helping to clean the barracks while Raina was out doing errands. He had no expected responsibilities today other than what was usual to him, so given his free time he thought he’d help her out and fill in for a part of her usual quota. Maybe give her a bit more free time to relax. He didn’t think much of it, at the time, but ultimately he knew he was doing this because he felt like he owed her somewhat, especially when she is so patient with him.

“ I’ve been relaxing. “ And he should be-- after all, he’s spent the last several years on foot, out and about, always worrying about being hunted. This was the first time in a long time he’s had the opportunity to relax and rest, and what does he decide to do with that time...?

Sweep up the place. Like he’s some kind of servant. Maybe it wasn’t normal for guests to do this, but he felt restless and wanted something to do that wasn’t just sitting around sleeping off his stress. He wanted something to do. Something that felt... fulfilling to him.

And if sweeping up the floors to help repay the person who’s been nothing but nice to him would be fulfilling? Hell, he’ll do it.

“ I know I should be resting... but, I’ve been noticing you do a lot of work around here, Raina-san. Your daily work ethic makes it seem like you need a rest too, so I thought I’d help out a bit. “ He pauses, eyeing the broom in his hands, looking a little chuffed. “ I don’t mean to worry you, though. I know I’m still recovering and all, I just... don’t want to sit in my bed all day doing nothing, you know? “

[onlyhorn]

"You are, and always will be, precious to me." @ Echidna from Zeyrfial @ dxviated

@dxviated tries to be smooth.

“ I am precious to you, am I? “

What a strange thing to say. Ah, but is it really that strange? She had grown quite fond of his presence since his initial arrival. A fellow seeker of knowledge, a fellow keeper of secrets, a fellow enthusiast of that which wants to know and secure all things. A fellow sin.

Greed is quite a dangerous thing. Those who swim in greed will only take and receive, and rarely ever will they give unless it gives them some satisfaction as well. And in most cases, the help that Echidna lends does grant that small bonus of self-satisfaction, whether it was anything from being thanked to receiving something in compensation, she loved to grant those who sought knowledge the answers they sought so long as she, too, gets something out of it.

And in Zeyrfial’s case...?

Well - even though he’s gone and rank her tea, she’d argue that she still has plenty to learn about him. It was so much information to divulge in, so many different layers of history to unpack. It would take her years, decades, if not centuries to unpack everything, and she loved that. She loves people that can mystify her, elude even her most common assumptions of people.

“ Then are you the dragon to my endless wealth, Zeyrfial? “ She starts, moving to stand up and out of her ornate seat to approach him. A finger had been brought to her lips, a long, almost snake-like tongue lapping over the tip of her finger.

“ There are many secrets you’ve yet to unpack. So many more treasures for you to find. I wonder if you’ll find it within yourself to grant me what I wish for, just as I have for you.”

“ Because what is a dragon, without its endless trove of treasures? A mere lizard, lapping at scraps, hoping and wishing to find something shiny and beautiful to cling to.. “

Her finger reaches out, and gently taps the boardwalk that is his forehead. He feels a strange, almost tingling sensation within him from the touch alone - a feeling that is more pleasurable than it is uncomfortable.

“ But... I am sure someone like you, who is deeply protective of their treasures, would never let it fall into the wrong hands, hm~? “

“ I’m quite sure you’ll find ways to keep me entertained, Zeyrfial. “

[onlyhorn]

...          ...          ...          ...          ...

Where am I?

What is this?

Everything is dark. Everything is dark. Everything is dark.

I can’t see anything anymore. I can’t see out of the eyes of my vessel. What had happened?

I remember now. I remember. I remember.

He betrayed me.

He broke my vessel. Destroyed it. Denied me. I was so close. So close. So close. He had given up. His lover was MINE. And now... I have nothing.

My roots have been burned. My roots have been tarnished. Every connection I once had have been severed... I can’t even feel my connection to my vessel’s mana pool any more... Wretched thing. Frail. Broken. Bloody. TORN TO PIECES. EATEN ALIVE BY YOUR OWN DISGRACE. Why won’t you function? Why won’t you function?

No matter what I do, I can’t make the arms move. I can’t make the legs move. I can’t move the eyes... I can’t see out of them. Maybe there aren’t any eyes. Maybe there is nothing.

Maybe there is nothing.

....

No.

That can’t be right.

If there was nothing, I would not be thinking.

Where am I? What has happened to me? Echidna, you damnable witch, what did you do to me!?

How did you help him!? Why did you help him!? You’re scared of me. YOU’RE SCARED OF ME. You know what I am and what I’m capable of. You MONGREL. I’LL TEAR YOU TO PIECES. I’LL MAKE YOU RELIVE EVERY WRETCHED MOMENT OF YOUR DEMISE YOU VILE WOMAN.

Calm.

Calm.

Calm.

Where am I...

Every time I reach out, I feel restrained. Every movement I make feels like another strain against some kind of unseen bond.

I can’t even grow. I can’t perceive the world around me. I’ve been... bound. Trapped. Is this a vessel? No... This is no vessel.

This is no vessel. If it was, it would have already given into me. This is too dark to be a vessel. There is NOTHING here for me...

I’m starving. What is happening to me!?

Reaching out again... I feel a presence. I hear a voice. It’s barely recognizable. I’ve heard it somewhere before. I’ve heard it somewhere... somewhere from outside this realm. I had come here seeking more vessels to feed from- and he...

No.

NO.

Zeyrfial. How did you find me...!? 

HOW DID YOU FIND ME, YOU DAMNABLE LIBRARIAN?

How did he know where I was...? He should not have been able to tell. He could have tracked me to this realm but he shouldn’t have been able to track my actual position so easily...

To have waited until my vessel was broken... A mere coincidence? No.

This is no coincidence. This was planned.

That witch....

She had something to do with this. I know it. I know it. I know it. I KNOW YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS, ECHIDNA.

Pray I do not escape these binds.

I WILL find you. You will face my DESPAIR.

And you, Zeyrfial...?

Pray your leash on me doesn’t get bitten off again.

[onlyhorn]

💋 ITS ME!!! ROSWA~AL!!!!

Smooches! 2/5 ( @dxviated )

“ You know, Roswaal, it always excites me whenever you let me do this.. “

A hand finds itself drawn to his chin as he presents himself before her in a kneeling position. Her hand guides his chin up and up and up, until he’s at her height - and then she pulls him to her lips, placing a long-lasting smooch on his lips.

When she draws her lips back from him, she takes a moment to lick them like a lizard cleaning their own maw. Mmm. Sweet. Did he recently eat strawberries, just for her? How cute.

“ You should visit more often, Rose-kun, it can get so boring around here all by myself... Fuhuhuhu~. “

[cloudpools]

“i haven’t forgot you yet.” for darla, from amber @ dxviated

Five Word Prompts || ⚜Accepting⚜

“I haven’t forgot you yet.”  

“Hey, Scoot. If I die on one of these missions, you think the world will remember me? You think anyone remembers me even now?” A bit of a heavy question for the morning, but Darla had had a pretty close call the night before. It had her thinking.... And it wasn’t very often she did that.

“I haven’t forgot you yet.”

God... If that didn’t strike a chord with her, she didn’t know what would. Darla pauses. She doesn’t know how to respond just yet, so she takes a moment. Everything she did in life, she did to leave a lasting impression on those around her. Her rambunctious attitude, her showmanship on the streets, her heroism in piloting the mech... 

When she died, she wanted her legacy to shine on for years to come.

But thinking back to the Home hit a bit different. All the kids who looked up to her. Her brothers and sisters. Kids she took care of and loved more than anything in the world. Darla wondered how they were all doing. Where they had all ended up. In one single selfish act, she had taken to the roads to pursue her dreams of seeing the world. It had been a tearful goodbye, and there was more than one time that she considered turning the van around and heading back.... But she was bullheaded. She wasn’t ever going back. Not then. Not now.

But that didn’t mean she didn’t think of that place every day.

This is the most bummed out Darla has been since her and Amber’s reunion. “Well of course you haven’t, Amb. I’m right here. How could ya? But sometimes I wonder if any of the kids still remember me... If they resent me for leavin’ em behind...”

With a shrug of her shoulders, Darla jumps up slapping her face between her hands trying to snap herself out of it. “You know what! Forget I said anything! I don’t wanna be a downer. I’m just happy we’re back together again. At least I know where one person ended up.” A half-assed smile spreads across her face. She couldn’t be all sunshine and rainbows, could she?

[mielmoto]

Honey would be forgiven for being intimidated. The orc had to bend down and twist a bit to get through the front door. And yet there's a bottomless pool of kindness in those red eyes. A blunt-tusked smile when he makes eye contact and gives a small (large) wave. "Ah. Mm. Good morning, miss. I saw a sign that you were, ehh, hiring?" from Dur'zog @ dxviated

it had been shaping up as a fairly sleepy day, with the little witch propped on one arm, rolling around some tiny bauble under one finger against the countertop— lazy in wait for the next customer, the next batch of macaroons, something.

what’s that phrase again? ask and you shall receive? 

and boy, oh boy, does she receive. her eyes flicking up with excitement when the little chime over the door rings, only to widen further with... shock? awe? amazement? I mean, it’s not as if she doesn’t get all kinds coming in from time-to-time, but... holy shit. she isn’t sure she’s ever been made so keenly aware of her size in so quick and effortless a fashion.

“ GOOD MORNING. ” oh, that was a bit too forceful. shoot. dang. wow. wow wow. like, huge wow. this is real! and he said more words than that! she should reply to those words too. what did he say?

she looks totally lost, but in a way which doesn’t read ‘frightened’, nor ‘concerned’ only totally baffled at everything that was happening; a trend which continues as her gaze quickly darts to the shoppe’s front window, tracing the backside of a sign which indicated, yes, indeed, Honey the Baking Witch™ was looking for a proper assistant, and somewhere in the fine-print most likely read ‘non-mortals preferred for insurance reasons’ but that’s neither here nor there.

“ Oh my goodness, yes!! I am, oh my gosh I sure am. ” she gathers herself quickly as two-and-two gets put together, scrambling to straighten out her apron and dart around the counter, offering her (comparably teeny-tiny) hand in greeting, “ I’m Honey Moto! This, uhm, my store, I guess. I mean, I don’t guess, it is my store— ” 

she clears her throat, and huffs a big breath, straightening out and trying to take on a more ‘professional’ demeanor.

“ and it’s just me, so far, so I’ll be the one handling interviews and such. if you’re interested. (of course you are, you’re the one that mentioned it, duh)— it’s nice to meet you, Mr. ...? ”

[cloudpools]

@dxviated​

Darla slams a fist into the console. Sometimes the old girl just needed a swift kick in the ass to come to life. How she had come to pilot a mech, she wasn’t really sure. Like everything else in her life, she just went where the wind took her. A year ago she was traveling the country in her beat up van Tessa with nothing but her guitar and a smile. Today she was saving the world. 

Sometimes, life just finds a way to make things interesting. 

After a few switch flipping and button pressing moments later, Darla finally puts on her headset, turning her attention to one of the tens of screens that held her bot’s diagnostics. This window in particular held a private video chat with her favorite mechanic! 

“AMBER, YOU READ ME?! I’VE GOT STAR SLINGER‘S ....OOF. Not as cool as I thought it’d be.... Still workin’ on the name.... ANYWAY! I’VE GOT THRUSTERS SET TO MAX AND I’M HURTLING HEAD FIRST INTO DANGER. IF I DON’T MAKE IT, TELL TESSA I LOVE HER!” 

A sonic boom rips through the city as she takes off, racing toward the latest beast that was threatening to destroy her home.