#localcryptidmuses

[hisinfinities]

@localcryptidmuses (continued from here)

It's an act without thinking, and now he has Choso pinned. One hand moves, splayed flat beside the man's head; the other remains pressed against his shoulder.

"Shut up." Gojo can practically feel a headache on the horizon from the push and pull of his impulses. 'For someone who insists there's nothing between us.' His eyes are covered but he's looking straight at him. He doesn't like how Choso says that. "There isn't. I'm just..."

He falters. There's small, possibly inaudible sound in his throat. Fingers curl, gripping his shoulder further.

He's just...

[smilingwrxith]

@localcryptidmuses is (unfortunately) visited by a strange woman...

"You gonna eat that?" She points at the food that is clearly within Vanitas's grasp. But like a dog with no sense of courtesy, she stares at the food as if it were floating in mid-air by itself.

"M' just askin' of course. Walkin' makes ya hungry!"

[lowplacez]

CONT'D. @localcryptidmuses !

💀 ⸺ “ PEANUT BUTTER, that was fast! ” [ the phone is still in his hand, the big scavenger bird still pecking at the mystery fry. its wings ruffled slightly at his exclamation, but other than that, it's unbothered. there are several other vultures picking at an overturned trash can a short distance away. ]

“ Yeah, they're big ol' garbage disposal super soldiers! Probably get all kinds of good eats that make them jacked like this. ” [ he offers Xion another off - colored fry that he's pulled from his pocket, ] " I wouldn't hand - feed her as a stranger, but you can get close and drop it to her! ”

[icybreaths]

|| @localcryptidmuses || Amo. ||

Quiet discomforts cut through the whites of strangers eyes as they passed by. Not a soul lingered for the girl with the oddly cold aura around her. It was as though her existence in of itself was burdensome, and if they looked at her for too long, they would surely get sucked in by an unseen force and eaten.

Jewel stood beside her, half taking in the scene, half scanning for Hollow activity.

“I dunno about angel,” her voice graveled with a lilt of humor. She had been compared to a demon, a monster, or a nuisance (sometimes dinner), but never anything of light.

“Only certain eyes can see me. You must be powerful if you can perceive me fully. Maybe you're the angel.”

[thesilvermoonrays]

@localcryptidmuses || Xion

That time of year again.

Everything went into dormancy. Scent on the winds turned thick, despite there being little to smell. The air itself heavy with moisture. Inuyasha could recall the first winters he'd spent out in the wilds vividly, and to this day it could still be a little difficult to breathe through the heavy moisture. That was his reasoning behind coming to what he deemed a sacred area.

The very cave he always rode out winters when he was younger. For some reason, the waterfall never froze over. A constant source of water, a few rare berry bushes for when spring arrived.

"I can smell you." More abrupt than if he'd drawn the blade at his hip, were his words. A scent Inuyasha couldn't identify, thus he'd commit it to memory should it become a danger. The mood was too mellow; to somber for anything other than a gruff commentary. "It's dangerous around here when the air's so thick." Even more strange that someone had made it this far. "There might be a blizzard soon. Can't tell for sure." Judging the moisture in air was often a fickle thing.

Weather changed so quickly. Sometimes his nose was completely off the mark. Even still, the man stood still as a pillar, glimmering silver hair reflecting off of the sun, and snow as the wind drew it in waves over his shoulders.

"You'll die out here if it does."

[kiigan]

[starter call] ~ @localcryptidmuses

Midgar smelled... peculiar, to use a nice word.

ㅤMuch nicer than what the sights deserved, what with dirt paths with piles of trash on both sides, the almost total lack of vegetation save for the occasional tufts of dried up bushes, and the crowning jewel of it all: the steel sky, that colossal upper layer that blocked most of the sunlight and condemned the [literally and metaphorically] poor people of the slums to perpetual shade and stale air.

ㅤItachi had been here for less than an hour and already he wanted to turn on his heels and swim all the way back home. To the beautiful and green hills of Wutai, the endless flow of the rivers and oceans, the gorgeous architecture and the lovely people. Far, far away from any sort of Mako reactor. Which he wouldn't do, of course, not before fulfilling his mission, but boy was he tempted.

ㅤKeeping the complaints to himself, anyway, he stopped for a moment to glance back at his travel companion — not wanting to accidentally lose track of Xion. Because the thing about the Midgar slums, other thank stinking, was that they were an absolute maze. «Do you regret coming along for the journey yet?»

[thesickening]

/̸̅̅ ̆̅ ̅̅ ̅̅ @localcryptidmuses ✞ closed.

Did he take the wrong portal ? At first glance, one might've mistaken this place for Arizona. It was an arid desert. But the farther Guy walked, the more obvious it became that this was anything but Paradise.

How embarrassing. Dude's gonna be so pissed if he kept him waiting at the bar.

Guy stopped in his tracks after spotting a rather cute girl. Maybe she'd offer some clarity. That's totally why he was eager to approach her, not for flirting or anything like that.

❝ Excuse me, miss . . . ❞ despite his exceedingly far above average height, muscular frame, the metal piercings in his face, and the dark attire he donned . . . his voice was rather quiet. Deep, a little rough, but softened by hesitation. ❝ Suspect I'm lost . . . ❞ How embarrassing. ❝ You know . . . where I am, right ? ❞

[mugennoiro]

💌 special delivery: @localcryptidmuses (Amo) | Enjin one-liners! (accepting!)

"Listen, kid, when I said smell ya later—" He's rubbing the back of his neck "It's a figure of speech."