#ki-pulse

[hearthtales]

༄ @ki-pulse // continued

Golden light glowed beyond the velvety darkness of her eyelids. The sun, maybe? Cassie, still trying to look like a dead body on the road, tried not to peek, but curiosity overwhelmed her in the end.

She opened her eyes a crack and saw the beautiful, bizarre creature who looked down at her. Her eyes shot fully open at this, wide with awe and surprise. “Oh,” she breathed. “What are…? Oh, are you, uh… God?” Maybe she was finally being punished for all her nonsense. That would make sense, really.

The rumbling motorcycle drew closer… and slowed to a stop. Cassie’s surprise soured to disappointment before she even glanced to see the rider. The strange maybe-God left her focus altogether for the moment.

Cassie groaned, less like a zombie and more like a teenager forced out of bed too early, and pressed the back of one hand over her eyes. “Oh, I’m fine. Peachy.” A drawl of pure sarcasm. “But you were s’posed to be terrified. You were s’posed to veer off the road and crash into a tree and die and stuff.” She looked the man’s direction only to shoo him away before resuming her dead body act (eyes closed, hands on her stomach, motionless aside from her last words). “Ride away and come back. Try again.”

[med1c1nal]

@ki-pulse  submitted:  "Don't fucking touch me." (half-fae!William)     »     prompts to initiate conflict     »     direct all inquiries for the good doctor here. 

          “There’s no need to be hostile.”          His voice is vacant and patient. He knows it’s falling on deaf ears anyway.

Hyuntae eyes the thing in front of him, snapping on a pair of gloves. Its build is far stronger than his own; subduing it is going to be a challenge, and wrangling it underground is going to be even more difficult—but they’ll cross that bridge when they get to it. 

          “I only want to do a brief examination. I believe that’s a fair enough exchange for trespassing onto my property. You aren’t human, are you?” 

[escapedartgeek]

William smirks, stroking his chin. “I seem to have become quite cunning in my old age.”

Zora blinks a little bit as they are taking a good look at William. They aren't sure if they should be concerned or impressed, or whatever he might be scheming at the moment.

"I mean.. I guess you would be the one to know this more than anyone else. "

Z sighs for a moment.

"So what exactly has gotten you feeling so confident in your cunning lately anyway?"

[hemoproteins-au]

🎬 + William for Kurou

send 🎬 + a prompt from the list below for me to write a scene between my character and an npc from their story

It’s been a long time since he’s been awake in this area, immediately noting the cold, natural but insistent, nipping at his awareness. But something stirs, tugs his attention forward. Chūson-ji? The Konjiki-dō? Why is he back here…?

Something is wrong. He can hear fighting, youkai. They’re in a frenzy, his own blood writhing with the hum in the air, matching the regret and rage left by so many corpses, a karasu tengu screeching in a blind fury, a warrior grunting, the sound of a blade slicing into flesh and bone.

He doesn’t even blink when Benkei appears at his side, both of them puppeting bodies that aren’t their quite own, merely recreations using the corpses from nearby, but are close enough to work. There’s so much regret and amrita here, and it molds into his frame, forces air into decaying lungs, and ignites a deep irritation at, once again, the people of this area leaving the dead without rest. Did the Fujiwara’s descendants not learn from their ancestors? Did his warnings fall upon deaf ears, if they were passed along at all?

There is a lone warrior out there in the snowy courtyard he remembers rendezvousing with Hide in on that fateful day. One that cuts down a final aratama, chest heaving, ashen-gold hair catching the low firelight. The amrita released flows into the foreigner’s body, and this one must go.

And so he lunges, irritated over the lack of speed this dying body has. But if fate is once again forcing him to fight against this unending greed of humanity, then he would answer, Benkei dutifully following.

He doesn’t remember much of the fight, only that it ends with a blade in the remainders of this body’s gut and him struggling to keep going, Benkei returned to rest before him once more. A red spirit appears over the foreigner’s shoulder, a voice like raindrops on water trying to soothe the unnatural fury in his veins. It works, despite him not knowing what language she speaks in, and he collapses entirely, tenuous grip on reality fading with his consciousness. He feels the water of the Interim lapping at his feet again, and he surrenders entirely, hoping this stranger will put others like him to rest again, and maybe get to the bottom of this resurging war and the stones generated by its toll.

[hearthtales]

༄ @ki-pulse // ✧

Do you want to be here?

Ada faltered, gaping at William. “I- I, um…” Why did a single question send all her thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind? Perhaps because no one had ever bothered asking her before. Realizing she’d hesitated a moment too long, the seamstress clutched the teapot tighter and nodded, regaining her smile. “Ah, yes! Truly, I- I like helping you, so I don’t mind being here. Please don’t worry yourself over me.”

Her brow creased in concern as her gaze flitted to his cup. “Is the tea alright?” she asked gently, wondering if something about the flavor had cast a shadow over his mood. “I can fetch a different drink if you’d like.”

[hemoproteins-au]

( How does Kamui feel about his brother being in the line of extreme danger so often? )

{ On god he hates it. That’s his older sibling who has been actually killed before and was denied death, and between the curses and Ryuu being a Chosen One, he’s honestly terrified. He hides it, but losing Ryuu on top of losing so many village members, their best friend, and their parents? It would break him irrevocably.

There is an au I’ve pondered before where Ryuu dies and Kamui is forced to take his spot, alongside Ryuu’s oldest child. And his overall response is, “I’m going to kill a god so this bullshit stops, regardless of the consequences.”

Setting that aside, he does wish Ryuu took better care of himself. The LOA incident scared Kamui shitless because of how close Ryuu came to a second death. He tends to nag Ryuu a bit more now and check in on them regularly. In the context of this blog, he’s not at all pleased that due to the Dark Dragon’s corpse hanging over Tokyo, Ryuu is basically constantly monitoring the city to ensure nothing goes wrong. It’s highly dangerous, and the two have argued over the amount of time Ryuu dedicates to watching over the city. }

[hearthtales]

( Plot: Shiftling!William collapses on the beach below a lighthouse on a cliff, severely wounded after driving off some sort of sea monster. As he recovers, he tries to teach the Cadigans and Tesni to defend themselves. The beast had friends and he knows he's only made them angry. )

send plot ideas! (always accepting)

fuck no || not really interested || huh?? || give me more details… || sure why not || OMFG YES

ABSOLUTELY YES, I’M SO HERE FOR THIS!!!

huge fan of ocean horrors in general. meredith learned about sea monsters from other lighthouse keepers in her family growing up. they terrified her and gave her one more reason to be scared about venturing away from the safety of her home. she desperately hoped she’d never need to deal with them as a lightkeeper herself,,,, meaning this would be a nightmare for her! i’m here for it tho and she would 10000% want william to stay in the lighthouse as long as he needs to recover (and perhaps longer)!!

megan will be more curious than scared (at least at first). she finds tales about beasts lurking beneath the waves more fascinating than frightening. she’d be interested in william himself as a shiftling (and as a stranger found dying on the beach in general, of course). she might be wary at first, because her mother tends to be too trusting and megan wants to protect her, but she’d warm up to him before long!

tesni would do anything for the cadigan family, so she wouldn’t hesitate to learn any lessons that could help protect them. she also feels lonely as a selkie abandoned by her own kind, so she’d be nervous but excited to meet someone else Not Fully Human she can relate to, especially since his fae half is aquatic!

i think meredith’s kitty familiar, delwyn, would be an absolute menace toward him especially if meredith grows attached to him, but he’d begrudgingly stop causing as many problems for william on purpose once he realizes william truly does mean well.

[hemoproteins-au]

This is supposed to be a primer? William doesn't understand half the words on the page. Hemoproteins? Retrocausality? Maximally symmetric Lorentzian manifolds? He has no idea where to begin.

Saoirse, watching over his shoulder, smirks at her host's confusion. Why must humans create such complications? she thinks.

I've tried to find that out myself for four hundred years, William replies. At least the little dog sitting in his lap makes sense. That's enough to earn it a good scratch behind the ears.

Ember watches William and Saoirse as the two look through the notes they handed him. Dash is snuggled against them, happily squished between the arm of the chair and Ember’s thigh, snoring lightly. Smidgen is at their feet, gnawing on a chewable treat, occasionally side-eyeing the newcomer. Pinch remains in his spot on William’s lap, delighted by the attention, tail wagging from the scratches.

“Do ignore retrocausality, it’s been largely disproved in the last decade. I think. I don’t study time travel, admittedly,” they pipe up. “I do know that tachyons have been largely disproved by now, at least. Most of what you’re looking at is the math part that Ibuki and I usually handle, while people like you go out to handle the physical effects that the math predicts.” A huffed laugh. “Besides. I wrote that ‘primer’ back when I was still in 400s-level courses. It’s rather outdated. I should probably make an updated one that’s coherent, since even the last ‘crash course’ on the Realms that I gave was over a decade ago.”

They glance down at Pinch, smiling at the biggest troublemaker of the three furballs. “At least someone’s having a good time. I don’t think I’ve seen his tail stop once since you arrived.” A shake of their head. “If you have questions, feel free to ask. We have plenty of time today, and dinner should be ready in an hour or so, if you feel inclined to stay.”

It was rare for them to get to speak with someone new that is so well-versed in the weird horseshit that dealing with the supernatural came with. Rarer still for them to entertain a guest in the apartment. And Aden was behaving, dozing in the shadow of the futon. Once Kurou came back from his walk, it would be idyllic in the apartment. Quiet, but still lively.