#mpxtsukuyomi

[amaterasuxmp]

不和 | jp triplets

It’s about to get ugly with @mpxtsukuyomi & @mp-susanoo

At first, it felt like a ripple, a whisper that disturbed the water. Amaterasu, ensconced in the haven of Eros’ arms, stirred. It was rare for her to wake before the dawn broke over the horizon. Even if she was getting more proficient in staying up and spending time with her husband after dark. She always slept deeply when nightfall fell.

But tonight, a whisper.

Then...

The next felt like a lightning bolt. Sharp and abrupt enough that Amaterasu, normally in deep sleep, was thrown wide awake, hands clutching Eros in a half-asleep panic. 

She slid out of their bed and padded to the drawn curtains, throwing them open. It was barely dawn. The lights of the city, still blinking, betraying a peacefulness Amaterasu felt deep in her bones that something was not right.

And there it was again. Two discordant notes, clanging wildly like a cacophony only Amaterasu could hear. The gasp that escaped her mouth was loud in the room, and her eyes sought blindly to see out of the windows out and towards the city. The moment had arrived.

She did not know how she was able to get dressed, her hands had badly shaken that Eros must have helped her, and not for the first time she was grateful for him. There was no shame when she asked him to go with her, partly, to face what was to come. She could have easily gone back to bed, ignored them and the riotous emotions that came along with them. But she knew, deep down, if she didn’t face them now, life on the island would get even more unpleasant. And so she went.

Of course it had to be the beach. He wouldn’t have used the bridge like a respectable person. The crash of the waves across the shore felt like drumbeats, counting down and the thrum of her heartbeat echoed even louder. As for the other...

The first rays of the dawn broke over the horizon and Amaterasu breathed a sigh of relief as they washed over her. At least she wouldn’t face this reunion in the dark. 

Susanoo and Tsukiyomi had come.

[queenmothermp]

Iridescent Encounters

Closed starter for @mpxtsukuyomi

With a heart overflowing with joy and giddiness, the goddess traversed the Posh District with a very specific destination in mind. Xiwangmu had a mission, and that mission brought a smile to her face as she entered Böljande. The soft scent of peach blossoms wafted delicately about her as she slowly meandered among the glass cases, studying the contents. Oh dear, the more she perused the showroom, the more challenging this mission had become. So many of these pieces were very beautiful, but it was difficult to pinpoint exactly what would suffice for her goal. She may require a bit of assistance. She lifted a hand to grant a small, graceful wave toward the nearby gentleman to garner his attention. "Excuse me," she began with a pleasant and gentle tone. "I may need a bit of assistance."

[mploren]

" no, you cannot cook chicken medium-rare. wanna know why? because that means it's raw. and you'll end up with food poisoning. and i'll have to tell you what a moron you were to even think that was an acceptable thing to do in the first place. "

cooking prompts: no longer accepting

loren stands there listening to the man’s scolding with a very straight and very even face, waiting respectfully for the god to be done.

“hold on, lio,” he says into his phone once there’s a brief moment of silence. “there is a man here trying to put the fear of god in me, i think i need to reassure him that i wasn’t being serious.”

he reaches up a hand to tap his earpod and pause the telephone conversation he’s got going on with his friend so he can give the man his full attention.

“i assure you i was just trying to make my friend as annoyed as i have apparently managed to make you, sir,” he says just as respectfully as he had before, smiling at the man warmly. “i thank you kindly for trying to keep me from getting food poisoning, though, i’ll definitely keep your advice in mind in the future.”

he promptly nods his head, tilting his head and then deciding to dip into a polite bow to make sure he isn’t disrespectful in any possible way.

[mpxarawn]

❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜

dark and angsty memes || open 

The other god was bold in his request. As though Arawn would actually go do work that he's not supposed to be doing in any case. "What do I have to do with Bojlande? Your papers are up to date, Tsukuyomi, and as far I am concerned, that's all I care about," he stated, raising the violin back to it's place on his shoulder and resumed playing, humming under his breath.  He then focused his gaze on Tsukuyomi while playing. 

“But I am nothing if not amicable. What do you actually need me for?” he asked. 

[mountphoenix-gossip]

OH! do I have cousins, aunts, or uncles?

"You should check with your mother, but I believe that some sources say that Inari is a child of Susanoo - which would make Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi your great-aunt and great-uncle, and any of their children would be your cousins."

[psychexmp]

Tsukuyomi looked over his shoulder when a strong pull directed him to divert his attention to the entrance, where a lady in red stepped in, and her silhouette was the only thing that he focused on. It was all a blur, all the faces, all the delicate movements, for the moon wasn't by his side this evening. Yet, like he had always told himself, he was glad he couldn't see his beautiful partner so clearly. He had fantasies about the perfect moment, when they would stand on the balcony in his apartment and watch the sunset together on a full moon night. It was then he would tell her how she felt. "Psyche," he smiled, his breath catching at the way the diamond earrings he gifted her outlined her jawline. "I can't see you very well, but... You look beautiful."

Psyche was beyond excited to have such an opportunity to be out at such an event and with the man who has caught her heart. Such a combination made her happy purely for the whole reason that yet again she was able to give her time to someone who deserved it. As she made her grand entrance, she waved at a few familiar faces before heading straight towards her date for the evening. He was beautiful. Simple attire yet he made simple more beautiful that she could ever herself. “Tsuku” she spoke softly, hands reaching out carefully to take both of his into her own only to squeeze them ever so softly. She couldn’t help but to intertwine their digits as she stood in front of him, blushing a bit. “Thank you… you look.. just wow” — she smiled, her eyes staring into his own deep orbs getting lost. “You’re always handsome” she hummed softly, allowing one of her hands to let go of his hand while the other still held onto him. “Is this okay?” She squeezed his hand so he knew what she was talking about.

[exmpadaline]

"I see you've worn those earrings I recommended the other day," Tsukuyomi couldn't help but notice his very own, and politely gestured at them to the demigoddess. While developing regular clientele would be nice, he was more so showing his gratitude for the good impression she left. She seemed to appreciate his jewelry as art pieces, and paid respect to his precious collections, that he would love to have her back again. "They do look very good on you."

She did not expect to be spoken to that very moment, so when the voice addresses her, she whirls around to face it, her flowery dress whirling along with her quite elegantly - bless the designer - as she comes face to face with a familiar man. It doesn’t take her long to recognise him, mostly because of what he said, and so she’s almost instantly smiling at him.

“Thank you!” She says, politely but also a little excited. How nice to have her choice of accessories with the dress approved by the one who made the accessories. “I’m glad you like it. That means I made a good choice.” Not that other people’s opinions are more important than her own, but in this case them both being positive means that she succeeded in what she set out to do.

“You are looking rather dashing yourself, dear sir,” she then states as she lets her gaze go over his suit and the general look of him. Quite different from how she’d seen him last time, but then so is she. That’s what a gala is for, right? To dress up as fancily as you can imagine and just enjoy it for a full evening.

“I’ll drink to that!” She lifts her glass at him and then takes a sip with the smile still playing on her features.

[exmpadaline]

✮ whiter shade

@mpxtsukuyomi

It’s a long time since she last visited a jewellery store; her friends on the island are not much people she’d go to such places with and she thinks the last time she set foot inside one might have been back in Paris for sure. It most definitely couldn’t compare to the store she walks into now, its jewellery shining bright at her and the craftsmanship definitely better than anything she’s seen, let alone touched, in a while.

It’s with a critical gaze that she takes in the pieces, eyes scanning over the different types of gold, the minerals, the intrinsic creations and the warmth of the pieces that she thinks might be able to warm up a cold winter day. They don’t have those currently, of course, but it’s a nice though and she treasures its with a small smile on her features.

In the end, when she tires of looking, she looks up to find whoever works in this store. Her gaze falls upon a man who has that same timeless quality to him her father does and so she tilts her head to the side slightly before dipping into a slight bow in greeting. “Good afternoon,” she says easily. “Would it be possible for me to try on some of these?”