#packless

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closed starter. | @packless

𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙎 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙉𝙀'𝙎 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙈𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙎 𝘿𝙍𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘿𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝙊𝙉 𝘼 𝙈𝙊𝙏𝙊𝙍𝘾𝙔𝘾𝙇𝙀 𝘼𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘼𝙈. wind whips against his leather jacket as the n109 zone fades behind him, the expansive highway promising something . . . what it is sylus isn't sure. he drives for what feels like hours before finally stopping to refuel. it's then he hears commotion coming from an alley. sliding off his helmet he places it on the seat of the motorcycle. boots hit the pavement, making his way over to the noise, right eye already burning red.

❛ am i interrupting something . . . ? ❜

[eldestoften]

@packless (loni) asked: ""You look like you shit.” Loni, she’s so nice ain’t she?" "you look like you..."

"...I. Alright. I can't remember asking, but duly noted, I guess." entirely in one ear and out the other. what did it matter how he looked?

[deadn30n-arch]

starter call ➜ @packless ( loni ) 🌿

                  a  sigh  can  be  heard  from  Yone's  lips   –   he's  long  since  abandoned  his  quest  to  get  Loni  home,  but  that  doesn't  mean  he  won't  lament  quietly  from  time  to  time,  even  while  engrossed  in  a  book.  these  days  the  spirit  realm  tends  to  be  peaceful,  but  he  is  ever  always  on  his  guard,  no  matter  how  convincing  the  illusion  of  tranquility  could  be.  at  the  very  least  she  was  never  far  out  of  sight,  and  that  was  more  than  satisfying  for  him.  he  rarely  went  out  of  his  way  to  stop  her  if  she  did  try  to  wander;  this  was  another  thing  he  knew  would  be  impossible  to  convince  her  of  otherwise,  so  he  didn't  even  bother.  after  turning  a  page  in  his  book,  his  eyes  flicker  up  to  try  and  find  her  face,  his  expression  unreadable.   “  back  already?  i  thought  you'd  be  gone  for  a  little  longer.  ”

[gloryundimmed]

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For hundreds of years, he had been toiling in hell. After meeting Loni again in one of his many human lives and hearing that he had forgotten all their time together across several lifetimes, it was an easy decision to make a deal with Satan himself to get his memories back. He simply could no longer live with being the only one kept in the dark, so he made a deal, one in which he would be turned into a demon, and if he somehow crawled to the top of hell's food chain without being consumed, he'd be given the chance to return to her with all his new power and old memories.

Fighting for his life in hell had been an experience unlike any other in his previous lives. Every day felt like 100 years, and as a demon starting from the very bottom dregs, there were times he was sure he wouldn't make it, that his soul would be consumed, and he'd be removed from the cycle of reincarnation. Yet, somehow, all of his time as a hitman and other unsavory characters throughout his lives allowed him to slowly ascend the ranks, little by little, until he reached the top echelons of demon society. Once there, Satan honored their deal and gave him the freedom to do whatever he wished, now one of hell's top generals.

And so, he made his way into the human realm some 500 years later, hoping he could find Loni again. It was a relief to discover she still occupied the same forest, and as he walked through the woods, he was filled with nostalgia. Across many of his human lifetimes, he had been here and forgotten them all, but that would never happen again. As a powerful demon who wasn't trying to conceal his presence at all, he was sure she would be able to sense him in her forest and wandered through, waiting for her to appear to confront the "threat" his aura posed her. Soon enough, he sensed her presence behind him, and turned around to face her. Fuck, it had been so long. She was truly a sight for sore eyes.

"Hey. Long time no see. I look a little bit different now, but it's me."

[apexulansis]

Loni and Ardaka but it’s just them sniffing each other like little weirdos.

〝Scent is important. That doesn't make us weird.. Humans don't understand.〞

[hinodae]

@packless liked ✧ 𓂅 for a nova starter !

"ow, ow . . . no, it's okay to laugh . . . i'm laughing, too." she had taken quite the spill and had immediately burst into laughter. god, leave it to nova to trip over nothing and it happen in front of someone else. "give me a moment. i'm . . . assessing i've broken nothing. also be careful— apparently there's something to trip over there."

[wlfbane]

@packless said :  “I don’t want to be alone tonight.” re : angst starters , selectively accepting .

she’s standing in a corner , afraid to even move one foot . yet there’s a strange feeling of safety to this moment — like the oversized shirt and pants he gave her are some sort of armor , allowing her to regain some strength . she’s still aching , still hurting through more than just flesh and bones , but for the first time in months she can let her guard down , just enough to observe him for a while , and truly listen to him . he sounds sad . he looks sad , too — like there’s a weight on his shoulders and it’s been crushing it a little every day . she is sad , too : whatever that weight is , she wishes she could carry it with him . she needs to go — she knows this . some days she dreams of an entire row of wolves running back to find her , all alike her , all nothing like them . her family , come to demand payment for her treason . she needs to go , or they will find her . and yet — these walls are warm , thick enough that she can almost pretend they might never truly find her , here . perhaps she could heal a little . become stronger . sad eyes search for him and as she wraps her arms around herself , fiona keeps herself from taking one more step in his direction . “ i can stay ” , she murmurs , but it rises slightly at the end , like a question . will he let her stay ? will he allow her to share some of that weight ? “ — if you want . ”

[furtherfurther]

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