#wordhost

[apazuki]

"my most beloved hishima died three years ago. alas, sometimes i can still hear his voice."

despite knowing full well shiba is aware of his presence as he speaks to the group of players, hishima remains quiet. shiba's blatantly trying to bait him into approaching with such thinly veiled lies of his passing. though the reaper wonders if his old partner is aware of the irony in his words. does shiba know that it's himself who died all those years ago? he who burned himself alive in the flames of his own ambition. he who rose from the ashes of the man hishima has once loved like an arrogant & foolish phoenix.

does he know hishima mourned him? still mourns him to this day.

but no, shiba. it is not him who died that day. only a piece of himself, a piece of his heart burnt to a crisp in that fire. & hishima won't surrender the other half of it now. not ever. but even as he lives, he still moves as silently as a phantom as he vacates the premises, leaving nothing but their memories together to haunt shiba.

[pulsefelt]

@wordhost​ asked:  The familiar figure pulls up alongside Kariya, pushing the kickstand of the motorcycle down with his heel. Spike grins in his lazy way, leaning over the handlebars of the Bebop. "Hey. Now that Shibuya's done falling apart, I thought I'd come pay you a visit. Your headache's not too bad to keep you from goin' for a bowl of ramen, is it?" He spins the keys around on his finger. "But--I'm too broke to buy for us both, so don't ask."

kariya grins as the familiar figure and also - familiar bike comes to a stop beside him, pulling the lollipop from his mouth. “ finally decided to show yourself now that the mess is behind us, huh, ” he muses, voice devoid of judgment — he’s not gonna judge spike for laying low. “ glad to see you made it through, man. things were lookin’ a little grim for a while there. ”

he leans forward, a hand resting idly on the side of the handlebar closest to him. “ so yeah, i could go for some ramen. my treat, too, since it’s seemin’ like some things never change. ” and the lollipop settles back into his mouth.

[sunhalf-a]

@wordhost liked!     /     childe & aika!

“Oh, please — you have to help me!”  She all but crashes into the other’s chest, eyes huge and shimmering with tears, clutching the other’s shirt as she stares up at him.  The handful of armed men chasing the strange white - haired girl stumble to a halt.  “They’re trying to kill me — I haven’t done anything!  I’m helpless on my own!”

She certainly isn’t!!  But she is chronically lazy and very pretty, a combination of traits that means she tends towards motivating MANIPULATION for the sake of her dirty work rather than outright violence herself.  And if a tall, decent - looking man with an aura comparable to sewage happens to be on her path, well — who’s she to refuse fate?  “Please don’t let them kill me!”

[thornsraised]

@wordhost​ asked: "pack it up manic pixie dream girl. jesus fucking christ." (leona)

LILIA DOES NOT pack it up. if anything, he’s standing his ground even more — arms crossed and expression sour. “ i will not, depressed lion nightmare boy. ” he’s very unimpressed, which isn’t unusual where leona is involved.

[radicahl-blog2]

@wordhost     /     SPIKE!!!!!!!

“Spi — Spi!”  It’s so loud it barely counts as a greeting; it’s been so BORING today, everybody else chasing bounties and just Ed and Ein and that’s it left on the Bebop.  She’s halfway up his body like a spider monkey, and then, after a brief pause to decide her next move, perches on his shoulders.  Once there, she notices the black eye he’s wearing; TOUGH CROWD.  “Wo — ow!  What a shiner!  Did’ya get beat up?”

[unblot]

❛    oi, leona - san.   ❜  ruggie gives the sleeping lion a quick nudge to the ribs, hoping to wake him up from his slumber.  ❛   y’said you’d go to the dorm meetin’ today, didn’t you?    ❜ when leona doesn’t respond right away the hyena decides to give him a kick this time.  ❛    get up! i’m not covering for you today.    ❜

@wordhost​  //  ♡’d

[ahlite-a]

@wordhost : ❝ if there is a light then i am going to swallow it. if there is a god then i’m going to make him cry. ❞ (childe)     /     accepting.

Sometimes they forget.  That the others don’t know.  That he doesn’t know.  He knows they’re not like him — has seen them wield two elements with ease belied by pain.  But he doesn’t know.  That they are starlight, that they are razing, that sometimes they bleed gold / or they don’t.

Sometimes they forget.  For a moment they think he’s mocking them.  But he’s not, because he doesn’t realize.

Childe doesn’t know.  That’s good.  They want to keep it that way, because they don’t like him even if they love him, because they want to break him / don’t want that.  Because he’s so much of the reason they haven’t felt a thing in days.  That’s funny.

He doesn’t know.  He didn’t notice that she glowed, eyes and freckles, when they fought.  He didn’t notice, that she cried when they fought.  He just wanted the blood / she didn’t bleed gold then.  He doesn’t know.

Sometimes she wants to show him.  Imagines fear on his face, swallowing everything else when he realizes he’s finally picked the wrong fight, but she doesn’t want that / doesn’t to be the sort of person that wants that / and it wouldn’t work, anyway.  Deity sealed, and CHILDE TOO BROKEN FOR THE RIGHT KIND OF HORROR.

Maybe someday.

He’s going to swallow the light.  He’s going to make god cry.  He doesn’t realize.  It’s funny, and she giggles (  that rare, rare sound  ) brokenly at how fucking funny it is.  He doesn’t realize.

Last time they were in Mondstadt, Amber asked them why they don’t smile anymore.

They’re smiling now.  He looks at them like they’re mad, and she realizes this is the first time he’s ever heard her laugh.  Lumine giggles, and doesn’t feel anything, the light all gone with the monster’s snapping jaws and the god’s hot tears.

[blotspare]

@wordhost​ liked!     /     childe!

Yuu and Lumine are a lot alike, even beyond the visitors - from - the - outer - worlds thing.  Both tend towards a peaceful inexpressiveness that’s easy to mistake for lack of care.  Both are passionate, loving, even if it doesn’t always shows.  Yuu’s fire burns far closer to the surface, sure, but the fact remains that there are only so many people of their ilk in this (  or any  ) world, and that lends itself to a certain kind of communication.

Which is to say, they last time Yuu and Lumine spoke, they’d asked him about the way they haven’t heard him sing in a while, and Lumine’s eyes got far away, and he didn’t say anything.  Which is to say, Yuu’s not stupid, and knows that she got sicker after Liyue and Osial, stories they’ve only half - heard, and that Childe was involved.

Which is to say, another difference between Lumine and Yuu is that Yuu doesn’t hold grudges, even when those they love are hurt.  (  barring some exceptions.  )  But that doesn’t mean they don’t get protective.

“She’s not here,” is what Yuu says, when they catch sight the Harbinger they haven’t met but would recognize by description alone.  “If you’re looking for the Traveler, I mean.”  Dragonspine today.  Yuu’s not in any hurry to disclose that.  They don’t smile, but they don’t often, and there’s no harshness or dislike in their eyes.  “Sorry — you just looked like you were looking for someone, and when people are wandering around the Knights HQ, that’s usually who they’re hunting for.  Maybe I can help, instead?”