Heiress To The Thunder Clan

An independent Souten of the Thunder Clan from the Inuyasha series'. I will play any timeline with anyone but most often play Canon Souten or Older!Souten from the YoukaiYume fanworks. This is a sideblog off of WanderingMiko and can not follow back. I track the tag ThunderHeiress

[thunderheiress]

Hiten’s blood red eyes widened as the boar he’d caught for Souten fell from his shoulder at the sight before him. The heavy thump of the meat landing in the dirt didn’t even register as he waded through the wreckage in search of something, anything familiar; Monten close behind him.

Where was their family?

The answer came as the brothers got to what had been the meeting hall of the main complex where among the many enemy corpses lay their father Raiten, half propped up on his knees, swords, claws and teeth holding his weight as they ran through him and into the floor. Hiten felt cold then, his breath catching as he stared at the man that had been his greatest driving force; then another thought sent a shock of alarm through him.

Where was Souten?!

It was the first time in a long time that Hiten could remember feeling true, honest fear; and he wasted no time on the dead as he set off down the hall at a run, all but screaming his baby sister’s name. Monten followed suit, racing off in another direction, yelling for the little girl with more than a little worry.

They made their way through the whole complex, hours of yelling and searching, fear only rising when Hiten found their mother Kiyomi, lying sprawled half in the hall with a large gash in her back as though she’d been running away.

She’d been going into Souten’s room.

Did that mean Souten too had been–

“Brother Hiten, it’s Souten!” Monten’s voice was a shout as he came racing towards the elder, turning immediately to lead Hiten to one of the kitchen rooms on the other side of the complex. It had been half destroyed and without hesitation Hiten tore at the rubble desperately.

Ten minutes was what it took for the two to clear the debris away from the cupboard. Ten minutes of terrified desperation as both tried not to think about what they might’ve found beneath the stones and when Hiten finally pulled the crying girl from the cupboard where he would later learn their mother had hid her, he collapsed. Staggering backwards until his back hit the wall and he slid down it, holding Souten tighter than he’d ever held anyone.

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when ur automatically everyone’s fave bc ur the only blog for your character basically 

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[thunderheiress]

Hiten’s blood red eyes widened as the boar he’d caught for Souten fell from his shoulder at the sight before him. The heavy thump of the meat landing in the dirt didn’t even register as he waded through the wreckage in search of something, anything familiar; Monten close behind him.

Where was their family?

The answer came as the brothers got to what had been the meeting hall of the main complex where among the many enemy corpses lay their father Raiten, half propped up on his knees, swords, claws and teeth holding his weight as they ran through him and into the floor. Hiten felt cold then, his breath catching as he stared at the man that had been his greatest driving force; then another thought sent a shock of alarm through him.

Where was Souten?!

It was the first time in a long time that Hiten could remember feeling true, honest fear; and he wasted no time on the dead as he set off down the hall at a run, all but screaming his baby sister’s name. Monten followed suit, racing off in another direction, yelling for the little girl with more than a little worry.

They made their way through the whole complex, hours of yelling and searching, fear only rising when Hiten found their mother Kiyomi, lying sprawled half in the hall with a large gash in her back as though she’d been running away.

She’d been going into Souten’s room.

Did that mean Souten too had been–

“Brother Hiten, it’s Souten!” Monten’s voice was a shout as he came racing towards the elder, turning immediately to lead Hiten to one of the kitchen rooms on the other side of the complex. It had been half destroyed and without hesitation Hiten tore at the rubble desperately.

Ten minutes was what it took for the two to clear the debris away from the cupboard. Ten minutes of terrified desperation as both tried not to think about what they might’ve found beneath the stones and when Hiten finally pulled the crying girl from the cupboard where he would later learn their mother had hid her, he collapsed. Staggering backwards until his back hit the wall and he slid down it, holding Souten tighter than he’d ever held anyone.

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psa // respect for your fellow roleplayers.

Respect original characters. Respect canon characters. Respect non-selective blogs. Respect selective blogs. Respect single-muse blogs. Respect multi-muse blogs. Respect single-ship blogs. Respect multi-ship blogs.

There is no reason as to why a roleplayer shouldn’t respected, especially if the ‘issue’ lies within their personal wishes. Whether someone is formatting their replies or not; whether they have the fanciest theme && coding experience or not; whether they have all the partners or just one – EVERYONE in the community deserves equal respect. If they are doing nothing to harm you && are just here for the same reason as everyone else, to have a good time, then respect them.

Just because it is not to YOUR likings && preference doesn’t mean that they don’t deserve to be RESPECTED.

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flca:

  ★·.·´¯`·.·★  GREETINGS !      Emma  here.  nothing  fancy  (  at  the  moment  )  ,  but  if  you ‘ ve  watched  the  show  Inuyasha ,  or  read  the  manga ,  do  you  remember  a  very  old  ,  extremely  tiny  demon  that  is  hard  to  see ;  that  likes  to  suck  on  everybody ‘ s  blood ,  and  flees  every  time  there  is  danger  ahead?  could  you  please  do  me  the  favor  to  reblog  or  like  this  post  if  it  is  of  your  interest  to  roleplay  with  this  selective ,  oc  friendly  roleplay  blog  of  the  old  flea  Myoga?  ❤ Thank  you  so  much  loves ❤

[horrificmemes]

Warning Sentence Starters

Change pronouns as necessary!

“I don’t trust them one bit.” “You’re just going to get hurt.” “They never had your best interest at heart.” “You can’t see me anymore.” “I’m not good for you.” “They’re the worst decision you’ve ever made.” “I know what they have planned, and it’s only going to hurt you.” “They’re going to betray you.” “You have to run. They’re looking for you.” “They’ll always find you, no matter how far you go.” “Why do you stay with them? All they do is hurt you over and over again.” “If you keep this up, you’re going to regret it forever.” “Just because you don’t see the problem doesn’t mean something isn’t wrong.” “Do you have any idea how many secrets they’re keeping from you?” “You’re in so much danger.” “I’m telling you this because I care about you: run.” “We’re leaving. Tonight. Only pack what you absolutely need.” “I told you. I told you they would hurt you.” “I have a bad feeling about them that I just can’t explain.” “It’s not safe, being with me.” “I don’t want to hurt you, but I don’t think I can stop myself.” “There’s something I’ve been too afraid to tell you.” “Listen, they’ve been talking; talking about you. I don’t think you’re safe.” “I’ll explain everything, but we have to find someplace safe first.” “We can’t talk here. Someone is listening.” “I’m afraid of what could happen if you stay with them.” “Don’t you remember what they did? Do you really think they’ve changed at all?” “While you’re still with me, you’ll never be completely safe.” “They’re not your friends. They only want to hurt you.” “I’ve seen what they plan to do to you. It’s - it’s not good.” “I trusted them once too. Don’t make the same mistake I did.” “This isn’t a game. You could really get hurt!” “If you care about your life in any way, you’ll listen to what I have to tell you.” “Nothing is what it seems.”

[penny-polendina-isms-blog]

Just a PSA

Reblog if you don’t ignore rps and asks but sometimes it takes you a while to think of a response, or you only have time to answer a question or two before doing other things.

[thunderheiress]

🌸🌸 boop~

Ruby eyes went wide as little fingers tentatively inspected the gift placed atop her head.

{ A flower crown…? }

Removing the ornament ever so gently, the little thunder demon inspected the pink and white flowers for a long moment before turning her gaze up to the demon slayer in awe.

Nothing was said but a slow bow was offered in thanks–just like her father had taught her–before Souten quickly scurried away with her gift.

[thunderheiress]

Hiten’s blood red eyes widened as the boar he’d caught for Souten fell from his shoulder at the sight before him. The heavy thump of the meat landing in the dirt didn’t even register as he waded through the wreckage in search of something, anything familiar; Monten close behind him.

Where was their family?

The answer came as the brothers got to what had been the meeting hall of the main complex where among the many enemy corpses lay their father Raiten, half propped up on his knees, swords, claws and teeth holding his weight as they ran through him and into the floor. Hiten felt cold then, his breath catching as he stared at the man that had been his greatest driving force; then another thought sent a shock of alarm through him.

Where was Souten?!

It was the first time in a long time that Hiten could remember feeling true, honest fear; and he wasted no time on the dead as he set off down the hall at a run, all but screaming his baby sister’s name. Monten followed suit, racing off in another direction, yelling for the little girl with more than a little worry.

They made their way through the whole complex, hours of yelling and searching, fear only rising when Hiten found their mother Kiyomi, lying sprawled half in the hall with a large gash in her back as though she’d been running away.

She’d been going into Souten’s room.

Did that mean Souten too had been–

“Brother Hiten, it’s Souten!” Monten’s voice was a shout as he came racing towards the elder, turning immediately to lead Hiten to one of the kitchen rooms on the other side of the complex. It had been half destroyed and without hesitation Hiten tore at the rubble desperately.

Ten minutes was what it took for the two to clear the debris away from the cupboard. Ten minutes of terrified desperation as both tried not to think about what they might’ve found beneath the stones and when Hiten finally pulled the crying girl from the cupboard where he would later learn their mother had hid her, he collapsed. Staggering backwards until his back hit the wall and he slid down it, holding Souten tighter than he’d ever held anyone.

[memeroundups]

Send ‘rough touch’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Mun chooses.

[thunderheiress]

//I really want to do a plot where Inuyasha and the others run into Souten after she’s grown up.

[rpmemesyo]

Send 🌸 to put a flower crown on my muse!

[wnq-writers]

Rise. to prove: they couldn’t break you.

abillionlittlethoughts (via wordsnquotes)

[smollmikey]

Protective sentence starters??

because visualizing muses in these situations generally equates to puppies guarding each other and its wonderful

“No, don’t do that it’s not safe.”

“You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”

“Don’t touch her/him!”

“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”

“I will always step in between you and something like that.”

“Why? Because I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s why!”

“Do you think just because my feet don’t touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?”

“The stepping stool is unecessary.”

“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.”

“If you say another word about her/him, you’ll regret it.” 

“I don’t want to put you in that type of environment.”

“Make sure to tell me if you get worried, or nervous, or claustrophobic, or-”

“You could have been hurt.”

“I indirected him/her on Twitter for your honor.”

“I think you should leave this type of thing to me.”

“I’m gonna protect you.”

“You can hold onto me if you’re scared, you know?”

“I’m not leaving you alone.  Not now, not ever.”

“Let’s all watch a different movie.  This one freaks her/him out.”

“I get where you’re coming from dude, but honestly shut the hell up and don’t talk about her/him that way.”

“She/He isn’t an object.”

“She/he told me what you did, and all I’m gonna do is tell you to stay away.”

“You don’t know anything about her/him!”

“What?  You think that was funny?  You just insulter her/him, and expect me to laugh?”

“I’m not gonna let you put up with that.”

“Really, if you told me to I’d go punch them for you.”

“Wait, let me walk you home.”

“I’ll drive you, please– please don’t go like this.”

“It’s dangerous.”

“I’m worried about you.”

“I meant it when I said I would protect you.”

“I’m not stepping aside until you back up.”

“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on.”

“I’ll go see what the noise was.”

“Stay on the phone with me.”

“Promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own.”

“He/She did what to you?”

“I won’t let you go through something like that again.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe.”

“Stay behind me.”

“I promised your mom to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid tonight.”

“I love you.  Of course I’m gonna defend you like that.”

“No, he/she isn’t good enough to take you out.  Trust me, I know.” 

“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?”

“I’ll be okay, because I know you’re back here ready to step in if I need you.”

“Thank you for always sticking with me.”

“I’m really worried about her/him, but I don’t think he/she wants me to call.”

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”

send a name and a sentence xx

[wanderingmiko]

ONLINE.

//I RETURN WITH A VENGEANCE!

[talonsrpstuffs]

                                    && i’m going to die on my feet

                                         before i live on my k n e e s

[lindseymorganarchive]

They made warriors out of children.

a six word story (via egertontaron)