#thricedjinned

[temperateskies]

Drip. Drip Drip.

The rhythmic patter of water dropping from the eaves after a light scatter of early morning rain is the only sound other than his melodic humming. Ichimokuren is worlds away, eons in the past as he loses himself in thought. His heart yearns for the wide stretch of his mountain peak and the forest creatures who call it home. 

It’s bittersweet being back, snatched from the comforts of his world only to be whisked away to the familiarity of this one. He turns with a wry smile, greeting Kouen when he hears him approach from behind.

“Good morning.”

@thricedjinned​

[blackmagi]

Something stirred the flow, or whatever shape the rukh had in that world which had become his playground.

His power was progressively returning, and even a whole year had passed. Already? But even in that uncertainty, he could still sense them, three of the metal vessels, brighter than burning stars, even if weak, their existence was undeniable.  

The sensation was a pleasant prick in his mind, forcing him to wake up from his nap. 

It wasn’t far, but it wasn’t a dream like the previous ones.

Judar rose from his branch, stretching like a lazy black cat and allowed his gravity magic to envelop him. 

And there he saw him, that red hair, his favourite color of war. And that unmistakably horrid sense of fashion. 

“Oi, Kouen!” The familiar voice was livelier than usual, he was happy to see the prince. Judar was easy to read. 

“C’mmon, this place will be ours in no time!” 

@thricedjinned​

[isolaradiale]

with no prior reserve, I'd like to reapply as Kouen Ren from Magi! His application can be found under /app or the first button on the sidebar~

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Kouen!

You will be housed in HOUSE 123!

You will retain everything you had previously!

-          ⋆ Aspidiske

[temperateskies]

@thricedjinned​ asked: [ cup ] & [ lean ]

The occupying space of the prince has Ichimokuren startled, as if awoken from a drunken daze. What were they talking about just now? Something about.. pastries maybe? Or fruit. He can’t remember. He’s dragged wordlessly closer, resting his forehead against Kouen’s. 

The warmth that envelops his visage ignites a pit in his stomach, a lingering yearning appetite that has only just grown in size now that impulse has been hung before him like a starving animal seeing a hunter’s bait beneath the trap. It feels quite unlike him, to be so tempted by a mere human.. but the imprint of Kouen’s hand on his skin sends a warm heat down his throat. 

Ichimokuren has to sigh, and he could feel himself pressing forward on his own accord. Lips soft against his own, the sensation magnified by a thousand fold. It’s not a kiss, not even close to one. Just a brushing of lips. But it doesn’t fail to make a thrill run down his spine, a flush of pleasure, of warmth, of a goodness he hasn’t had in so long. 

 “Kouen,” He murmurs, and again, their lips brush. Not a kiss, nothing like a kiss- just a fleeting connection, a brush of faith. “I can’t remember what was said just now, you’ve truly astounded me.” He says coyly, sincere enough as he places slender fingers over a beating heart to quell it. Perhaps Ichimokuren should seek solitude for a time to cool down!

[temperateskies]

@thricedjinned​​ asked:  [brush]

A bright blue eye follows the motion of Kouen’s hand as he feels fingers caress through tresses of flourishing blossoms, shifting silken strands away to reveal a missing eye. The touch is so gentle, so intimately close it sends shivers running rampant through his spine, resulting in a soft airy gasp and the fluttering of eyelashes as he bashfully lowers his gaze. He hadn’t realize he’d been holding his breath until his lungs burned with relief.

 How embarrassing that he should behave so demurely! Yet.. Ichimokuren is so willingly compliant. It’s not every day he allows one to gaze upon what has been taken from him. His ears burn, feeling incredibly vulnerable yet he smiles coyly though his gaze lingers downwards. 

“I’ve never told you about it.. have I? Its not something I speak of so readily. In fact..” He leans closer into Kouen’s touch, shamelessly he says above a whisper. “I have yet to tell a single soul since my arrival here. Would you like to know?”

[isolaradiale]

i'll be dropping kouen ren from magi! he was housed in apartment 340, sorry for those i was threading with!

Dropped for you!

--Mod Lyra

[isolaradiale]

with prior reserve i'll be reapplying as kouen ren from magi!

Welcome back!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 340!

You’ll retain everything from your previous stay!

Enjoy!

--Mod Lyra

[isolaradiale]

I'll be dropping Kouen Ren from Magi for now! He was housed in Apartment 345

dropped for you!

– mod pleiades.