#scarletsoul

[the-john-weaver]

I need more scarletsoul content

[chibilili]

Tu vas à cultura pour acheter un truc et tu repars avec autre chose xD #chibilili #manga #cultura @art.of.k.factory #editionsh2t #scarletsoul https://www.instagram.com/p/BqAp9CMBtXn/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vhwdg2sw2bt7

[ultrixmare]

-- The Innocent & The Beast [@Kyouko]

Another day of over-exhausting herself when out running. Sayaka had been building up to such a frustration. She knew that she shouldn't, but she couldn't quite help herself at times, until she needed a vent. 

"Ugh..." She leaned against the wall. vaguely aware that she needed water at least. She needed the wall now for support as she watched the city folk idly pass by on the sidewalk and ignore her, per usual. "Shit..." She mumbled, shutting her eyes for a moment and groaning quietly as she rested the side of her head against the wall.

[kitsune-idol-singer]

Mami had just finished her performance not more than fifteen minutes ago. Most of those around her worked for her family, and were various kinds of youkai themselves. She was in her daiyoukai form, looking up at the stars as she sat outside enjoying the warm night. In a moment that was highly unusual, she wasn't paying attention to the fact that there was a human nearby.

[homukami]

menagerieofmuses replied to your post “[My muse gets so much second-hand embarrassment from her alternates ...”

this is all kyouko's fault homura was gonna go to bedf

[And yet she insists she doesn't cause trouble

Poor, deluded Kyouko]

[temporalrupture]

-- Wounded [@Kyouko]

Daylight.

Homura's eyelids slowly began to flutter open as the unwelcomingly bright light seeped through their cover. She squinted, letting out a soft noise as she shut them again. Her eyes hurt. She couldn't see well either. She remembered the flash bang gone wrong before blacking out. That was likely why.

Get up.

To her dismay, she does have to. Her right arm and hand are still, limp by her side by the time she painfully stands up, and she began her timely trudge home, limping the entire way thanks to her leg. The bulletwound was still there, but at least it had stopped bleeding. But there was blood on her leg, as well as matted in her raven hair. She looked like a complete mess.

But at least the mess got home. But all she had the energy to pull off was pulling herself about a foot into the apartment, before simply collapsing back onto the ground, with a small yelp of pain as her arm collided too. She couldn't even shut her door. Not that she was getting up now.

[temporalrupture]

Do you want me to publish the starter now or wait until later?

Either way you're under no obligation to immediately work on it. But it is finished, if you'd like it.

[ultrixmare]

-- Roughhousers [@Kyouko]

Another day, another fight Sayaka actually did try to avoid this time. She couldn't help how often she made enemies in the past. That came back around to haunt her on occasion, when they would pop up again. Rowdy and immature older teens who'd wanna pick a fight with her; things of that nature.

Stopping to lightly catch her breath, the blue haired girl got away with only a couple of bruises here and there. Mostly the punk who jumped her likely regretted ever touching her. Not that it mattered now though. She had fled after giving him a few good hits in order to prevent her anger from getting out of hand like usual.

"Shit..." She mumbled, before looking in front of her finally. Only to be met by the stare of some redhead in front of her. What was she looking at? Frankly, Sayaka didn't mind considering, she was pretty cute. But, at the moment the cautious blunette wasn't sure if this was someone else looking to pick a fight, or just a surprised girl.