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[thievingbat]

@kitsunerose | AWAKENING

He’d stolen from the Spirit World’s vault for fun, to prove that he could still steal on a level he was used to. But the hounds had been set on him during his escape. Maybe he wasn’t back to full strength just yet if he missed on stupid trigger. Or maybe another thief had let them know the vault’s weaknesses.

Either way, Kuronue found himself hunted. He was enjoying the thrill nonetheless. He heard someone enter the room he’d finally come to a halt in. “Now why are you ruining all my fun?” The bat questioned, a laugh in his voice.

He fully expected, with the magical bracelet on his wrist, to make an easy escape. Once he sold the artifact he could start building his power base again. Other thieves and scoundrels might still come when they heard that Yoru no Kuronue had come back from the dead.

[hexingicemaster]

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Oh. Shit. Had he said that out loud? That was completely unlike him. It was rare the times Touya felt an emotion such as sheepishness, but it thundered down his back like hail at this very moment. Especially in front of someone like Kurama, someone he’d made clear he wished to befriend. He blinked once. Then again, before glancing down at the milk carton in his hand. It clearly displayed on the label ‘Lite Milk,’ and he shrugged - a human gesture he’d picked up on recently.

“Just an observation. Humans seem to be fond of making everything shorter, I’ve noticed. Why is that?”  

[spiriitgun]

yus vc; isn’t that just uwu language? (thinking he means rude) // @kitsunerose , @mundaneaxel

[dualcursed]

                  ❝ you’re some-- gardener or something ? i’ve never seen flowers grow that fast so-- you’ve probably got one hell of a green thumb. ❞ come to think of it, he’s never actually seen flowers grow. one moment they’re seed and the next-- sprouts, and every later still-- flowers. if anyone even thought of giving him the taste of cultivating flowers, it was just asking for trouble. ❝ how’d you do that ? ❞

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[jigento]

             ❝ hey... kurama... don’t take this in a weird way or anything but uh-- ❞ kuwabara shifts, rather uncomfortably in his seat. ❝ why don’t you ever... y’know. ❞ quickly, he gestures towards his chest. his hand motions are erratic and kind of confusing at first to which he switches to acting out something. it’s almost like a weird little wiggle in his shoulders that travels down his arms. that’s best he can really do before hushing his voice just enough. ❝ --take your shirt off when you fight ? ❞ 

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[digiitalis]

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Kouya took a deep breath, fingers clenching anxiously as he tried very hard to find the right words that wouldn’t be difficult to say. So many of them were hard to say, at least to Kurama. “So. Obviously... mother is.... a woman of a certain sort of... very, very strange...” This was hard. “She loves us. For some reason. Unconditionally. To the point she’d not even mad we hurt her.” However accidentally. It was still their roughhousing that had caused her to get hurt, and their arguing that caused her pain. “And, she’s done a lot for us. Even if we’ve been little shits.” Which they had. They were foxes, that was what they did, at any age.

Ugh, best to come out and say it, otherwise he’d never get it out. “We’ve got to stop. Fighting.” There, he said it. “Agree to disagree, as all these humans say. And-- maybe we can try and get along.” Try being operative. “For her sake. She deserves that much, even if we can’t give her normal kids.”

[mamastune]

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Shiori hummed softly to herself as she carefully pulled burrs from Hibiki’s fur. The fox was patient, intelligent eyes half-closed from the careful attention. The sound of a sliding door broke the peace between witch and her familiar. One moment there was a silver-white fox carefully being groomed and in the next moment, in a brief, gentle gold cocoon of energy, she was gone.

The woman relaxed and settled on her cushion, enjoying the weather on her wrap-around balcony. “Welcome home, love,” she commented, casting a look over her shoulder to spot her redheaded son. Shiori smiled, as if she hadn’t just had a familiar disappear. She was used to Hibiki disappearing quick enough, but she wasn’t sure this time.

[bubblegumscales]

@kitsunerose​ | cont.

---     “I’m not looking for good people. The good ones are slaughtered or isolate themselves... I was just wondering if you knew that you’re not a good person. Your friends think so, but me? I’m smart enough to fear you.”