#takome asks

[marcy-lark]

🐥- A memory about their children (past, present, or future) (GIMMIE DEM CUTES GIRL)

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The door gently shut behind Takome, another day’s work in her workshop completed. Snow was falling around her on her walk home, the extra hours put in due to the Starlight festivities celebrated at this time of year. She’d been creating new toys for her children and something special for Miloh, which required a surplus of time spent at the shop. The warm glow and crackle of the fire in her family home brought an immediate restoration of warmth back to the small woman’s eyes, every footstep methodically placed so as not to wake any member of the family back up. 

As she turned the corner into the living room, her gaze fell upon something that immediately invoked tears to well up in her glassy eyes. There, on the couch, lay Miloh asleep, a gentle and calming purr emitting from his body; Atop of him lay a little Xaela girl no more than 4 years of age. Miloh’s hand held her small head to his chest, a blanket around both of them to keep them warm while frost nipped at the windowpanes. Serenity surrounded them, the gentle flakes of snow falling silently around the house. Takome gently moved to them, the Inventress’s deep hair falling in front of her shoulders as she first planted a soft kiss upon her adopted daughter’s head, then another against Miloh’s cheek. 

She reached her hand out gently to rest where her lips had just been, time seemingly frozen for a moment as she held this intimate moment locked in her heart. 

“Mom?” A gentle voice peeped from the doorframe. “Will you read me back to sleep?”

Takome turned her head to see her six year old son standing in the doorway, a blanket in one hand while the other rubbed his sleepy eyes. His dark black and navy hair reflected perfectly to his father’s, his freckles a bright image of constellations across his petite face. His tail stood stiff as though he’d had a nightmare, face begging for a hug as he sniffled away the tears of what ailed him.

Takome let her fingertips fall gracefully from Miloh’s cheek as she moved to her son, lifting him gently in her arms and placing him on her hip. She leaned her forehead against his and idly rubbed his back, a soft smile greeting his tearful eyes. 

“Of course.” 

THANK YOU FOR ASKING @jackleansparrow I AM SO SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG but i hope it fulfills the cutes you have requested

feat. @drakeandstray‘s Miloh, Takome’s future husband <3 

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🎄 *winkwonk*

Takome, after walking away from a prior encounter under mistletoe, would be so flustered by that event that she ended up paying no mind to where she was wandering this time around. She was shifting back and forth between running her fingers through her unkempt hair and wiping across her face as if that would steal her embarrassment away, her head shaking back and forth slightly as she went. 

This absent-minded nature of hers, however, was what landed her right under another sprig of mistletoe with a new stranger. Her mouth dropped open slightly as she glanced upwards in disbelief, her eyes then locking on the Hyur. She knitted her brows in both concern and worry, starting to ramble. “O-Oh geez, I-… I’m really b-bad at these… These sorts of… Traditions,” She admitted, her deep hair falling around her shoulders as she finally quit  playing with it. “I’m s-sorry for being so awk-”

Luckily, the other party was likely more bold than her, and would take care of the situation by planting a kiss on the tiny Xaela. She felt the flush intensify in her cheeks as she leaned up into the kiss, pulling away after a moment or two. She bit her lip as she looked at the ground, her toe digging into the dirt as she did so. “T-… Uh, thank you and, uh… Happy Starlight!” She exclaimed as she quickly darted away, the Inventress bad with anything romantic.

ahhhh thank you for asking @s-udarshana i’M SORRY MY LIZARD IS SO AWKWARD 

[marcy-lark]

🎄 - you asked for it

On another occasion of Starlight celebration, Takome found herself sitting happily and blissfully underneath some mistletoe. She had her legs swinging on a bench - As she was too short to touch the ground - as she sturdied herself with her hands behind her, eyes closed as she took in the happy sights and sounds of the Starlight celebration. 

A few moments later, however, another Au Ra would seat herself next to Takome, though the Inventress said nothing. It was not more than a few moments later that a child would run by and point at the mistletoe above them, laughing loudly. “Ooh! You gotta kiss, you’ve gotta kiss!” They’d exclaim, leaving Takome to drop her head into her lap in disbelief. 

She turned her head slowly to the Raen, her face nothing short of worry, concern, and utter disbelief. “I’m s-so sorry,” She stuttered out as she leaned forward to plant her lips on the other’s, for nothing more or less than a second. When she pulled away, she felt her face flush as she dropped her head so her hair tactically fell in front of her face, sighing softly.

“S-Sorry again,” She said, her voice shaky. “I’m… Bad at these, er… Traditions.” 

THANK FOR ASKING FRIEND!! @zenakatakei~ 

[marcy-lark]

🎄 ((Awkward stranger encounters, go!))

Takome had been mindless meandering around the Starlight festivities, her deep red robe pulled tight around her small frame. A small smile was placed permanently on her mouth as her arms folded one over the other in an almost hug-like embrace, this time of year her favorite - The one and only time of year she was consistently happy. 

In her absent-minded walk, however, she bumped directly into Suzume, which halted her mid-step. “O-Oh!” She exclaimed, her eyebrows knitting in concern for the mistake she’d made. “I’m s-so sor-” She said, before realizing the other’s eyes were glued above them. She slowly raised her head up and realized what they were standing under.

As she closed her eyes gently, she exhaled slowly out of her mouth. Not only was she awkward around strangers, she was very out of touch with romance. She tucked some loose hair behind her horn uncomfortably before glancing upward at the other woman, biting her lip softly. “We can just g-get this out of the way as quic-”

It would appear as though the other Au Ra felt the same as they kissed under the mistletoe, the small Inventress flushing bright red as she did so. When they both pulled away, she scratched the back of her head awkwardly as she took a few steps back, her head shaking slightly. The heat didn’t leave her face. 

“Er, uh… I-… Happy Starlight,” She said awkwardly as she walked away, scoffing at her awkward nature as she did so.

THANKS FOR ASKING YOU LOVELY HUMAN, SORRY MY LIZARD IS SO AWKWARD @dusk-with-dawnxiv

send me more mistletoes!!

[marcy-lark]

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🔥 - Name something that your muse finds attractive on others.

for Takome 

“…Attractive on o-… Er, others? …Kindness,” She began, her gentle eyes closing for a moment so she could reflect on what this meant. “And purpose-… B-But I guess if, uh… If we’re talking like, er… Physical? I-… Maybe? Maybe that’s what you m-meant…?” She seemed flustered for a moment, trying to work out in her head what exactly the question was asking. “…A strong j-jawline is always, uh… Attractive. It’s, uh… Handsome on, uh… Anybody.” She’d frown as she pulled awkwardly at the ends of her hair, knowing she likely just misinterpreted the entire question.

for Larkin 

“…Oof, ‘s a good one!” She’d bellow, her chestnut hair swishing behind her as she took a moment to contemplate where she wanted to go with this answer. “I don’t much care for what ‘ya look like so long as ‘ya show grace to others. So long as ‘ya seem to have a mind of ‘ya own and know not to be bossed around, I find that pretty attractive.” She’d raise a finger to the tip of her eyebrow and tap it gently, something else seemingly come to mind. “Oh- And if ‘ya have a heart that never gives up, you’ve already won me over.” 

thanks for asking @silent-dragon!! i didn’t know who to answer for so i just chose both of my children ^^

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🎄*grins*

After so many mistaken Starlight mistletoe kisses, Takome was sure she knew where all the mistletoe was so she could continue to avoid it. Sure of it. So sure of it, actually, that she didn’t realize she was standing directly underneath one when another Au Ra approached her. It was then that she became hyper-aware of what they were standing underneath, and it was then that she felt the familiar awkward glow of another mistletoe moment with a stranger. 

The little Inventress leaned up on her toes and planted a quick peck on the other’s lips, a small but weak smile painted across her face as she pulled away. “S-sorry, I, uh… Sorry I’m bad at this,” She explained, her head shaking at herself. “B-but… Happy Starlight!” 

With the exclaim, she waved at the woman and turned to walk away, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose in disbelief as she did so. Why must she be so awkward?

AHHHH THANK YOU, SHE’S SO AWKWARD AND SCARED @galynekh

[marcy-lark]

Primal Asks - Ifrit

Ifrit - what makes your character angry or gets them really fired up? 

Takome paced back and forth while she answered this question, her hands planted on the back of her hips as she cast her gaze up at the ceiling of her tiny, overcrowded apartment. “…The idea t-that… Someone in the crew is… Under fire,” She sighed out, her head shaking. “Someone hurting… S-Somebody I love…” She dropped one and to her side and balled it up in a gentle fist, biting the inner part of her lip. It was clear anger was not a normal part of this Xaela’s emotions.

“…That’s what pisses me off.” 

aaaa thank you for asking @prowling-symphonies!! <3 

PRIMAL ASKS - ask more! 

[marcy-lark]

👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public?

Takome’s eyes widened almost immediately, her jaw dropping wide open as her right hand shot up to cover her surprised mouth. A flush crossed her cheeks as she let her hand fall back down to her side, her head shaking side to side slightly. “Oh… U-Uh… No, never,” She explained, tucking a few pieces of hair behind her horn. “I-I’m not… I haven’t really ever been… In love enough. Especially not enough t-t-… T-t… To take risks.” She sighed after finishing her sentence, the extra embarrassment adding to the stutter she already had. “Sorry for… Being boring,” She blushed, her face looking down to the ground out of either shame or sorrow.

thank you for asking @davina-wolfthorne~