#runningthroughtherye

[composerwithashotgun]

💤 reverse (Fechin sleeping against Josh)

Send “💤” for my muse to fall asleep while resting against yours.

Bonus: Send “ 💤 reverse” for my muse’s reaction to yours falling asleep while resting against them.

Josh smiles down at Fechin as he falls asleep, running his fingers through the other’s hair. It was nice to see the child relax around him like this, the little kid had been through so much, it sounded like, after all.

[childrenofestheim]

// Younger or older Silth? And I feel like I can safely assume Rain--

Uhhh let’s go with older since I don’t see that much? And yes as always. UNLESS you want Silth to meet Aedan in his next life?

[eatpain-archive-blog]

L i k e   O l d   T i m e s

After spending so much time with his royal-blooded superiors, Niles found every other situation a little bit less tolerable. The outlaw typically thought of himself as a rounded, experienced individual. He’s spent enough time in the dirt to know that people would sleep wherever they had the luxury of doing so. It was only luck that Leo had decided to allow him into his company after committing such a grave sin against the crown. None of that particularly prepared him for this, however.

It was difficult to walk past the cloaked figure sleeping against the cobblestone wall, stomach round enough to suggest that they were in the final stages of carrying the little cretin. Niles knew that they were bound to live a life brimful with hardship. Given the circumstances, they might be lucky enough to keep both of their eyes.

He moved to step away, to return to his master, only to find that his feet failed to obey his commands. Damn it all. He couldn’t afford to be sensitive to a stranger when he had duties to attend to. Maybe, perhaps… he could remain. Just for a time. 

Niles kept himself hidden, pulling his own cowl above his face as he watched the figure’s chest rise and fall with each breath. He scoffed. How pathetic of him to remain here and watch the downtrodden as he would look himself in the mirror.

[vilisumbra]

A child stared at the shade from his perch in a nearby tree. His mother had warned him about talking to strangers-- and this one looked especially dangerous. However, the demon didn't care about the risks. He called to the shade, refusing to leave his perch. "Hey! What're you doin'?"

Startled, Dark momentarily froze. Was he getting sloppy? He hadn’t noticed anyone in the immediate area--of course, he also hadn’t expected anyone to be up in the canopy. The shade closed his bag of newly stolen goods slowly as he got to his feet, eyes to the tree-tops in search of the origin of the question that had been posed to him.

Only once he spotted the child and decided that the little one wasn’t of any threat did he entertain the notion of responding. “What I am doing is none of your business,” he called back. “And if I told you I would have to kill you.” 

Whether that was true or just an attempt to scare the kid away was entirely up for debate.

[composerwithashotgun]

"A-Are you an Angel?"

Joshua looks down at the small child in front of him, and smiles kindly.

“Mm, no, not exactly. Why do you ask, dearie?”

[strategiia-archived-blog]

runningthroughtherye [x]

Robin’s eyebrows raised at the sight of his magic, but she guessed things had to be okay. So she ran, pushing aside tree branches as needed. 

Of course, she had no idea why she--they?--were being attacked, and she wasn’t sure she’d ever find out. The forest was probably huge, and it wasn’t exactly like they’d made a plan to meet up again.

[strategiia-archived-blog]

“Run! Hurry up, go!”

Everything was happening too fast for Robin to process. She gaped at the demon in front of her, scrambling back up to her feet in preparation to run. 

“But what about you?”