#fiirebled

[katamenokaze]

“ You are worth spoiling. ”

Amanda Lovelace Prompts | Still Accepting!

@fiirebled​

{ ༄ } “That is very kind of you, miss…” The god said, though he paused for a moment when he glimpsed the woman’s face. It was clear enough to him she was not human, else she would not easily have seen him at this moment. But those features… they seemed very familiar…

“I beg your pardon, but have we perhaps met before? Or, I may have chanced upon someone who resembles you. Perhaps this eye of mine may be failing me, aha.”

[shinraisuru-blog]

[shelter: protect them.]

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❝YOU NEEDN’T WORRY, MADAM, I am fine.❞ He presses a hand upon the tree to his side to steady himself. That woman came out of nowhere when the yokai attacked; though Seimei had to offer her credit for interfering at the right moment. Had it not been for her, he doubts even he could have escaped unscathed. Right now, he feels eternally grateful. Dusting his robes and quickly adjusting his attire, he turns towards her and grants a half-bow. ❝Thank you. Had it not been for your help, I worry I would have injured myself.❞ He had been careless, which was not usual for the onmyoji. ❝Please allow me to be in your debt. For this, I owe you one.❞

[shinraisuru-blog]

(kcmiikui) “Seimei~~.” Kamikui has appeared, but apparently just in time to see that the onmyoji was still getting ready for the day ahead of him. While a part of the yokai was bothered to see him still in a disheveled state like that, he couldn’t help the smile at seeing how cute it looked, and Kamikui isn’t at all in a rush to head over to him. “Seimei, as adorable as you look like this, it wouldn’t be good to let others see you like this... Would you let me take care of you today~?”

@kcmiikui

AH, THIS MAN AGAIN? He vehemently detours his thoughts to eschew the term ‘queer’, but settles for reason that Kamikui was not evil, or at least, displays an array of willingness to steer astray from the path of demons. At least he listens. The words reels in his head like letters out of a manuscript. Kamikui, of course, was not one of the worse yokai he’s met. In the past, there were far vicious ones that made him resort to extermination. But this... is a request he has no issue obeying to. As a reward for the other’s mutual compliance, perhaps. 

He completely ignores the yokai’s description of his looks, proceeding to the question impassively and unrushed. ❝Of course... If no duty of significant importance bounds you, we shall spend time together.❞

[sesshosekis]

“...” The fox is silent as she stands behind the male, who she had spotted not too far from the shrine that she took residence in for the long years she was away from her son and husband. Being cloaked in the guise of that white fox, it doesn’t take a second glance to know that something about him wasn’t right today. So as a gesture of attempted comfort and reassurance, Kuzunoha simply takes a quiet position beside Tamamo before rubbing her head against his shoulder and light hues slipping shut.

“Good evening, Kuzunoha.”

He barely stirs from his silent musing, only enough to acknowledge his friend’s presence. A gentle hand comes to rest on her back and he rubs between her shoulder blades in hopes to soothe her. Even if he’s in a miserable state, she’s the one who has to be away from her family while they still live. It’s an entirely different sort of pain.

Sitting together in silence was a rare comfort that he enjoyed.

“It’s a good day to watch the clouds pass. Join me?”

[sesshosekis]

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She’s quick to deduce who it is who’s bothered her and even quicker to cut to the chase on the fox spirit’s absence.

It was curious how she chose to not face him and he could only wonder which emotion led her to stay turned away. They both knew the fate that was steadily approaching might very well wind up with him dead, yet he smiled all the same and spoke with his calm, warm voice when she inquired curiously about his whereabouts.

“I have written many letters... it is only that I did not see any fit to send.” Slipping his fan into his belt he steps around Kuzunoha to stand at her side. So she was here, watching over her son again. 

“You jest, but you know I will not die so easily... not before I am able to untangle your son and I from this fate.” Ah, how he wished he could. The more he searched, the fewer answers he found. It would be up to Seimei in the end... Tamamo was simply too set upon his path to turn back now.

“But that is a dreary topic. Have you been well?”