#thelostkitsune

[unsaintedfox-a]

‘ │ ┇ │ ‘ (Thelostkitsune)

SEND ME    ‘  │ ┇ │ ‘    FOR A STARTER OF OUR MUSES RUNNING AWAY / GOING INTO HIDING TOGETHER…  

Deshi knew when he met Neveah and heard her story that things might end up taking a turn for the worst. There were plenty of people out there searching for a Kitsune to control for nefarious purposes. He had run into plenty of them over his lifetime. Because she was a Kitsune with the power to time travel, albeit without control, that meant it was only a matter of time before someone found out and came for her.

Which was why he wasn’t entirely surprised when a group of hunters had attacked them while they were out trying to get something to eat. It was harder for him to gain control of the situation only because it seemed to be by people who knew what they were doing. As talented as Deshi was, he still had his downfalls. Having a flash grenade filled with foxglove was one of them.

Somehow he had gotten them to his car despite how much he was struggling to breathe and see. Coughing harshly, he could taste the copper filling his mouth which caused him to growl in frustration. Good thing that his driving was erratic without being chased and he easily left them behind but that didn’t mean he kept looking behind him. He was going to get them a state away at least where he had a safe house in the middle of nowhere.

Glancing over at her, he coughed again and tried to bring all of the control he had learned over the years to center himself. “You alright? They get you or anything?”

@thelostkitsune

[chaoticbynature-archived]

"I know how you affect me"

@thelostkitsune​

“And how do I do that?” he whispered, showing his fangs. “Do I scare you?”

[unsaintedfox-a]

“If you’re going to kill me, best you do it now.“ (Thelostkitsune)

Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time - Sentence Starters

@thelostkitsune

Over these last few weeks, Deshi had started to become attached to Neveah. It was a little infuriating since he never let himself care for anyone other than his sister. He wasn’t allowed to have a weakness and emotions were one of those. Anger, sass, and selfishness were the only things he would rely on in order to survive.

He had started to believe that Neveah was getting better at controlling her powers until tonight. Something had triggered her and she had been determined to go on a rampage. Deshi had tried his hardest to keep the damage to a minimum but he couldn’t wait any longer. It was easy for him to pin her against the brick wall and a dagger against her throat, blood slicking their skin. 

Brows furrowed with fury as he panted heavily, his jaw clenching when he heard her speak. He barked out a laugh while he kept the dagger against her pale throat. “If I wanted to kill you, you would’ve been dead already. The next time you decide to tear apart the city, I’m not going to be so nice. You have two choices, Snow White. Either you stop this shit now or I’ll make sure you can’t fight me. Decide before I decide for you.

[unsaintedfox-a]

“WHAT? WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT?”(thelostkitsune)

Things I’ve said to my pets

@thelostkitsune

It had been a little over a month since Deshi had run into Neveah. He still didn’t understand how she had come to this time or what had really happened to trigger it in the first place. He could tell what had happened during and prior to the event was a sensitive subject. Despite that, he couldn’t deny that having another Kitsune around him was comforting in a way.

She had been staying at his apartment until he felt like she could function in modern society without major issues. It was hard to get used to co-existing with someone else in his space but it was getting easier. At least now when he woke up in the middle of the night he wouldn’t end up pinning her to the ground thinking she was an intruder.

Some things made up for it. One was seeing her do mundane things with the obvious bewilderment. It would never lose its hilarity.

This time he had walked in on her jabbing her finger against the edges of the TV, jumping at each touch as if it were a wild animal. Covering his smile with his palm, he was struggling to hold back his laughter. When she questioned him, he couldn’t stop the bark of laughter bursting from his lips.

“First off, I told you already that thing isn’t going to attack you. Second, what the fuck are you trying to do?”

[chaoticbynature-archived]

“I can see through the scars inside you…”

@thelostkitsune​

“You do not know me, little one,” Chaos hissed, eyes sparking gold. “You do not know my pain, my suffering.”

[legends-and-savagesa]

@thelostkitsune​ sent:  “It hurts!” (For whoever)

Send “It hurts!” for my muse to patch up a wound on yours. | Accepting

Vik looked up at her.  “It would hurt less if you stopped moving.”  She said.  “I have to keep redoing it the more you move.”

[everheardofasnowday]

Moarte sighed his voice calming down. "Jackson see the light of it. You will be with your family again. You will be able to play with your sister, able to enjoy a break, a rest, a well deserved vacation. Do not be afraid of what I bring, be glad of it. I bring an end to fighting. I bring an end to pain and suffering. I bring an end to fear."

Jack’s eyes were clenched shut and his tears faltered as he listened to Moarte’s words.  He shook his head faintly before lifting his head to look at him again.  ”But Jamie, Sophie, all the other kids, the Guardians…” he trailed off and sniffed lightly before wiping his tears on his sleeve.

He suddenly felt anger, scorching hot anger the boiled up inside of him.

"Why did I let this happen?!"  Jack trembled and his eyes widened.  "I would be okay, she would be okay, why do I…—why do I always mess everything up?!  I don’t mean for these things to happen—w-what’s wrong with me?”  

He thought he had learnt everything, he thought he knew how to live, how to be Jack Frost, and now he was being sentenced to death.

He couldn’t think of the good.  He could only hate himself, scream at himself, dig his nails into the flesh of his palm.

He was a mistake, he was a screw up, he’d only be around for three-hundred years and now he was going to die.  Jack was shaking with his anger and fear and panic and ice was creeping out across the stone floor, his magic bleeding out of him slowly with his unease.  He hurt.  

[everheardofasnowday]

Moarte's eyes burned blue as he spoke. "Do you think I want to do this jack. Don't you think I tried to convince them? Trying doesn't do anything Jackson. Winter will suffice. Mother Nature will find another. You will be missed but replaced quickly." He shook lightly as he spoke, pulling himself back to what he was at the core. Death. Not a friend, Not a lover Just Death.

Jack flinched at Moarte’s tone, averting his eyes from those flaming sockets that only disturbed him.  

This was actually it.  He was going to die.  

He shuffled back so that he was leaning against the wall, balling up with his legs close to his chest.  He hid his face from Death as if hoping that not looking at him would let him avoid it altogether.  

Heh.  And wasn’t that a big fat l i e?

With his staff, he might have been able to escape.  But it was gone.  He was helpless and one of his dearest friends was about to kill him.  He kept his eyes hidden, letting the tears he managed to keep in for so long finally flow.