#painterofthe sun

[threedorksnearabench]

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“Although that is true… I would personally say it’s more that I’m a mystery to the general populace. Or so I’d think.” The goddess, sitting down much like an overgrown child (complete with her arms wrapped around her bent legs), stomps on the ground with her bare feet, noting quietly how the earth responds to her. The plants seeming to perk up before she looks back to Godot, amusement growing in her eyes.

  “Or…is this being brought up because I mention how much of a mystery you are to me…? If so, that’s fair…but I would’ve hoped you would’ve gotten used to me a little more since we’ve first met~?”

“So is most people, pup. Everyone has a mask, whether you put it on yourself or someone sticks it on you.” the grey-haired man reclined in his camping chair not very concerned with whatever his partner was playing around with in the grass. He almost understood why she wanted to spend a day out here, but for him iit was just an excuse to read - granted, he was still getting used to reading again. He could always take off his crimson-tinted wireframe glasses, but he was a sucker for self-inflicted punishment. 

“Well, you’re no longer a pink wolf with a frisbee on her back, for a start~”

[deviant-android-connor]

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Connor had been shot and broken after scrounging around for hours finding the components he needed to survive he started to crawl out of the scrap yard he looked at his tattered clothes and found a trench coat hanging on a nearby pipe he picked it up and started walking he had a new mission to find Jericho

[arthurtristankingsmen]

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“Well, that could prove another point, really; you’re cute without trying.”

“That’ssss not really meant to be the takeaway here.”

[resurrectedknight-blog]

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The sun was high in the early afternoon, a whinny coming from Link’s horse as the welcome sight of apple trees came into view. 

Heading past the stables on the way from Kakariko, Link pulled off, deciding it best to let the mare he’d taken out have a breather for the rest of the afternoon and evening onward. It’d been a fairly easygoing day, Link making the rounds to wish everyone well in the coming year-- though, it’d been when he visited the Hateno Research Lab that an interesting tidbit was made aware to him.

Purah was full of all sorts of trivia from the ages of the world before, even moreso than old man Robbie. A fun fact she’d imparted upon Link was that many cultures observed what was known as “the Zodiac”, and for every year, it correlated to some respected animal.

How on earth she could have managed to keep track of date after what was effectively the end of the world was anybody’s guess, but by what she knew, this year was to be the “Year of the Dog”.

Huh. Funny, that. Personally, Link preferred the idea of the year of the horse! ...Shame he was still dormant when it came around, though.

Broof! Broof!

Link glanced to his side as the stablemaster’s dog rushed up to him, tongue lolling out and pawing at the ground eagerly for attention. With a soft chuckle, the hero reached out to gently pet the affectionate pooch for a bit.

Well, this was fine. Dogs deserved every bit their own year just as much.  After all, it was a brave new world mankind was forging now from the ashes of the society the gods fought over for so long.

These stalwart companions made sure they didn’t have to brave it alone.

[okamiwanderer]

A not-so-graceful Confession - closed thread

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Going into Hanamura's market wasn't an uncommon thing for Hanzo to do - even a god had to eat after all. But, he also brought Amaterasu with him a lot, since she enjoyed chatting with the locals so much.

But, apparently, it also pulled some unwelcome attention towards them. Such as women fawning over Hanzo and the fact he was well built from daily exericisd and a healthy diet, as well as men flirting with Amaterasu that went from light-hearted compliments to overtly sexual comments that made Hanzo's blood boil with rage and (though he did not admit it) jealousy.

He had grown fond of Amaterasu in the time she spent at his castle, and had fallen for her hard, though he was unsure as to how to act on his feelings. He wasn't anybody special - not in his own eyes - thus was heaistant on actually confessing his feelings.

Today had been a rather annoying day; a simple trip to the market to pick up fresh fruit and meat had turned into Amaterasu having to save Hanzo from a hoard of fawning women, and Hanzo nearly tearing out a man's throat when he tried to get handsy with Amaterasu. He was still agitated about it, seeing as of Amaterasu hadn't stopped him he would have torn the man's hands off and then torn out his throat.

"I know I should calm down, but...", he grumbled, glaring holes into the wall. "I should have killed him, let them know that kind of thing is not acceptable, especiallg when it comes to you.", he briefly met Amaterasu's gaze before he went back to glaring whilst avoiding eye contact.

[lunariansage-archive]

18, 29, 39

Get to know my character

18. What kind of home would they want to live in? Where would they place this abode?

Eirin’s comfortable wherever she is, really. As long as her basic needs are met then she’s fairly content. Right now she would say Eientei is an ideal place for her.

29. What is one of the most courageous things your character has ever done for a loved one?

Well she killed a bunch of people to keep Kaguya from being returned to the moon. While it didn’t pose much of a risk to her in the moment, there are some people that she could have offended with that action who would have been powerful enough to punish her.

39. When people look at your character, is there some assumption they might make about them just by appearance? Is that assumption correct?

That depends. People tend to come away with the impression that she’s kinder than she actually is due to her sense of professionalism. She’s also fairly physically capable and resilient despite not looking it.

[threedorksnearabench]

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  “Rrrrrr…” It’s rare that Amaterasu ever growls, or uses a sound that doesn’t translate into words, but… This is one of those times, it seems. Now is not the time to joke around, dear! The teasing is enjoyable; this is just bullying, far as she’s concerned.  

 “Is now really the time?” She finally asks, huffing. “We can talk about how I got in here after I’m out of here. Which I’d really like to be before someone realizes I’m not a dog, after all.”

“What? I am not allowed to tease you to fill time?~ Maybe you should watch one’s hands more often, darling~”

The ex-prosecutor simply grinned, his scarred hands making light work on the almost insulting padlock keeping the door of the cage closed. With a silent click, the lock came off, slowly creaking the door open as the man returned the lockpicking set back to his pocket. Handier than one would like to admit. 

“Might be a good idea to get a more human form - I’d rather not get arrested for wolf smuggling~”

[threedorksnearabench]

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  “Eh?” The countdown was going, Godot tugging Amaterasu closer just as that counter hit zero; a perfect transition from admiring the brilliantly starry sky and bright lights into being in a not-quite darkness of her closed eyes, kissing back as he stole her breath. (Though when didn’t he??)

  When he finally pulled away, that line leaving him… She laughed softly, lips brushing over his as she touched her nose with his.

  “Birthday…? Who ever said anything about a birthday, my love?”

As the fireworks set off, Godot let them take a moment to appreciate the new light up in the starry sky, and hopefully getting her to catch her breath. She was so beautiful under the colourful ambience of the new year.

His hand cupped her face, fingers gently scritching under her jawline as he began to answer the question, and try to explain his weird logic. 

“Well, if the calendar is correct, this is an anniversary for the first time the bright sun hit the earth.

I’d say that warrents a birthday~”