#vatenn

[xeglantine-blog]

@vatenn || liked for a mama bear

“What are you doing out by yourself, child?” She pulls her robe out of the way of her feet, stepping forward before stooping down to the smaller’s level. He appeared to be a yokai of sorts, but at such a young age she doubted that he was any real threat to anyone but himself. Maternal instincts take over as she awaits a reply, gently reaching out to take hold of his hand and reassuringly brush the pad of her thumb over his knuckles. 

[featherbraincd-a-blog]

@vatenn   //    ❛ woah! you have wings?! ❜

                             when he’d slipped down an alleyway and worked his shirt off to wring it dry on account of the pouring rain, crow hadn’t expected anybody to really take notice of him.  as such, a child exclaiming excitedly about wings wrenches his attention away from the privacy of the brick wall, eyes resting on a sailor-uniform clad boy.

                             unsure of what to say, the man slowly stands straight, wincing at the sound of his feathers rustling.  they’re always so noisy when they’re wet, and they tend to ruffle too.        ❛ i mean… ❜        he certainly can’t fly, and he doesn’t possess actual wings, but he knows what the kid is trying to convey.        ❛ not… not really.  buzz off--shoo. ❜

[spiralsecondary-blog]

@vatenn ♥’d.

❝ s-so cute...!! ❞

what was this small humanoid creature ? human ? beastman ? who knows, right now though kinon bachika was fixated on simply how adorable it was ! for a beastman hunter she was sure a sucker for any creature who looked soft...and small...she was weak.

[passivesetter]

If was not often he went out of his own free will. And this time was no different.

Too busy to go out on their own his parents has sent him out on a chore. The fish market may be closing down soon but surely there was still somewhere open with a fresh catch, right? Or so was said to him.

Of course it had to begin raining.

He had been counting the minutes until he could be safely back home and this really ruined everything. He didn’t want to be out. He didn’t want to speak to anyone. And he especially didn’t want to be out in the rain.

However... while waiting for the quick shower to pass he spotted someone. Was this kid lost? As someone who was often lost himself... his heart went out for him. Holding his breath he braced himself for the sudden cold of the rain, regretting forgetting his umbrella, and made his way over to the other. “Um... are you lost?”

[fireflycrow]

@vatenn liked for a starter 

Which one to pick? It wasn’t like there was BIG difference between the two containers, BUT the one on the LEFT looked slightly better. Decided, the teen headed to the counter to pay for the treat. Fresh(ish) strawberries were ALWAYS a treat.

Headphone covering his ears and music playing, he barley paid any MIND to the cashier or the other occupants in the store. It wasn’t until he’d already walked a bit AWAY that Tsukishima realized he’d left his WALLET at the store. With a huff he turned around to head back and get it hoping it was still THERE.

[radicalcd-blog]

vatenn liked for a starter !

“ ICE SCREAM, ICE SCREAM, WE ALL SCREAM FOR ICE SCREAM. “

[burstbladers]

╰  ⁖⋆ϟ  sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ for @vatenn

❝  no way ! This has gotta be another one of those weird dreams I’ve had !  ❞   He shudders while his hands move as if to have a mind of their own . Their goal was plain & simple : THE EARS . He needed to feel those ears . It was a dream after all , right ? Might as well enjoy it . Those ears looked way too soft to just leave them untouched & so he inched closer to see if the … oddity would move in response .

[borkboys]

°˖✧ { @vatenn ❣’d } ✧˖°

        ———❝ How many places have you seen? ❞ Although Paris did not make him, it was and always will be his home. Lahore had sculpted him, created him from clay and marble like any other beast under the sun. The Wolf wondered about it, at times—Where he would be if he’d remained in that city?

        ❝ Do you miss home? ❞