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sacredpit · 2 years

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↳ @mageshot wrote : ❝ there was no place for me to return to . this was the only place i could go . ❞

prompted / closed .

humans are so infuriatingly delicate . ’twas the reason for which his mother so thoughtfully warned him about entwining himself too intimately with a member of the species , why she had dedicated what likely totals to hours detailing all she knew of their nature before her son was set to venture out & coexist with the peculiar species under the advice of the elders pertaining to his quest to achieve his final tail . & though he makes a point to listen carefully to his mother whenever she bestows glimmers of wisdom unto him , kakyoin would be untruthful were he to claim that , in that moment , he felt as though the content of her adjuration concerned him much at all ; he’d never be close enough to a human for their innate fragility to render him fearful of anything , right ??

foxfire crackles at the hearth of a lantern , casting a calming aureate glow against the angry red of the wound . kakyoin has not uttered a single word to lyric since he found them dragging themself through his mother’s garden , their trousers blotched with crumbling cakes of dirt aggregated with blood ——— not an inquiry toward their well - being , not a question regarding the events that had instigated their state of injury ; he only silently , forcefully , took them by the wrist & dragged them into his mother’s tea room . thankfully , the matriarch is fast asleep in her chamber , & despite her heightened senses , once she falls into deep enough a slumber , she could likely lie at rest during a tsunami .

he does not doubt that lyric senses his ire : he is doing very little to conceal it . perhaps he should handle the wound he is treating a bit more delicately instead of practically yanking his friends arm to & fro , but he cannot so much as hope to keep his choler at bay any more than he already is in not berating them with every morsel of his fiery spirit . both parties had been silent up to this point ; lyric starts to say something before kakyoin can shoot them a glare sharp enough to slice their tongue to ribbons , the other appearing to have taken advantage of a moment wherein the yokai pointed his face away from them to locate the roll of bandages . they are answered at first by only a miffed breath as the fox spirit begins to sheathe the sterilized bite - wound in clean , pristine ivory .

“ as if that makes this any better , ” he finally utters , voice a brandished knife . “ i’ve told you not to come here unless i’m there to escort you . you may think you’re too smart , too discerning , too willful to fall victim to the charms of my kind , but the reality is that no human is . not without the help of something other than . ” the ethereal lineaments of the kitsune’s face harden with frustration , an expression that looks almost unnatural to a creature so renowned for its serene beauty . even so , his heart is far from hardened . he feels for lyric’s predicament , aches to have encountered them a stride away from death’s doorstep . that is why he is so angry .

wetness threatens to gather in the ducts of his eyes , but he remains steadfast in blinking it away . he cannot direct his fury toward his fellow kitsune , for she only sought to behave in a way demanded by her nature . verily , he cannot truthfully pin it to lyric , either , for they said it themself : they had nowhere else to go . thus , he can only be angry with himself ; he should have known better than to think that lyric wouldn’t come back when the winds of their travels had changed course ——— he should have been more vigilant , should have taken it upon himself to meet them upon their return , whatever it took . the guilt coils at his core , & he lowers his head against the mangled muscle of their arm , the red waves of his hair cascading down the bone - white bandage as if he is bleeding onto it .

“ what do you suppose i might have done if you weren’t able to escape to me in time ?? ” he questions , the tight suspension of hot tears causing his sockets to ache . “ your flesh , your bone , your soul devoured without a trace ——— leaving me to discover the horrors of your final moments , which occurred within walking distance of where i was wandering my mother’s garden at night . i would bear that grief into every new millennium . ” the grip of clawed hands on the tanned skin of their arm tightens ; enough to break skin , but leaving blood undrawn .

“ if ever there is a next time you find yourself alone at the torii separating our world & yours , call for me as loud as you can . i will come to you , i swear it . ”

#mageshot #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 / prompted answers . 】#【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝘃𝗶𝗶 / kitsune . 】#【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗹𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗰 / we’ve been a wreck together since 1989 . ⁽ mageshot . ⁾ 】#maybe i should make lyric a diff tag for this verse lmao but anyway #the pain i caused myself writing this ... astronomical #also ignore the fact he has human ears in that icon i don't have a lot of kitsune kak icons yet i am working on it

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sacredpit · 2 years

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↳ @mageshot wrote : “ you’re the only one here i feel i can actually talk to . ”

prompted . / accepting !

sleepless nights are nothing of a rarity during this trip , despite the looming necessity of acquiring as much rest as possible so that they may be in optimal shape should an enemy appear before them . he’d been pretty good about it thus far , taking advantage of the fleeting stretches of time where their lives aren’t in immediate danger to catch a handful of z’s , but as the parturient moon spills light across the barren , vacant desert , kakyoin finds himself incontestably awake . following a reluctant acceptance of a ( hopefully ) temporary bout of insomnia , the redhead had placed himself on the hood of the off - roader , allowing him to assume a post of flawless vigilance over his sleeping friends , the moonlight casting over him in a spectral glow .

it hadn’t taken lyric long to join him . if they had slept at all throughout the entirety of the journey thus far , it hadn’t been anywhere near to enough , & the adolescent often finds himself wondering just how they manage to function at any given time . strangely , he hadn’t found an opportunity to ask them , yet ——— perhaps it’s not that important . even so , kakyoin’s face softens with concern as he watches them emerge prematurely from their bedroll , a larva too - soon extracted from its chrysalis .

wordlessly , an emerald tendril raises the thick blanket from where it had been draped over kakyoin’s right shoulder ; an invitation . always had the redhead been fascinated by the tendency of the desert biome to blaze through the day & chill through the night ( even if it makes perfect scientific sense , with the lack of water in the atmosphere & the sand’s inability to retain heat & . . . ) , howbeit , he’d rather not watch his friend freeze to death before his very eyes . despite hours of sitting in the very car he sits upon practically pinned to his comrades ( the smallest one must always sit in the middle , they don’t hesitate to remind him , as if he fucking chose to be the smallest ) , he’s still not used to other people being so close to him . it feels foreign , it makes his skin prickle uncomfortably at times . . . but wholly , it is not unpleasant . it’s lightyears away from the frigidity of involuntary isolation , & that intrinsically is a blessing .

the ease of conversation between them is novel , too , but kakyoin has never questioned it too extensively . that’s just how friendship works , isn’t it ?? mr . joestar would surely say so , & he seems the most experienced of all of them ( polnareff seems to understand those types of things pretty well , too , but kakyoin would rather swallow glass than ask his advice on any topic ) . yet , amid the chatter about the brilliance of the moon & theories on which of their groupmates is snoring loudest , lyric utters something that completely takes the student by surprise . a stunned silence precedes an eventual response , moonlit violets wide & round as they regard the other , so near to him beneath the blanket .

“ . . . really ?? ” he finally vocalizes , even if rhetorically . he knows lyric well enough to come to an immediate conclusion that they wouldn’t say something like that lightly ; they’re much like kakyoin in that vulnerability is nothing of a joking matter to them . pensively , the redhead’s gaze falls into his own lap , studying the way the blueish light tints the jeep’s hood a dusky indigo . “ i don’t know why i’m so shocked to hear you say that , ” he continues after attempting to clear his throat of the lump growing beneath the slight protrusion of his barely - there adam’s apple . this isn’t the time to start getting emotional . . . how fucking embarrassing would that be ??

despite his own warning , something compels him to keep talking . lyric had gone to the trouble of saying something sentimental & kakyoin , though inexperienced in intimate matters , knows that were he to take such a step , he would want that energy returned . relationships are about give & take , & the security of mutuality . it would be selfish to compromise that .

“ i think it’s that . . . ” he starts , looking up toward the sky . the stars are blinding , like diamonds suspended over their heads for kilometers . “ it was just hierophant & i for so long . i never thought i would have anyone besides him to have real conversations with , because every exchange i’d had with anyone else felt so . . . empty . they couldn’t actually see me , you know ?? ” a wide mouth pulls into a tight line , a deep breath taken in through the nares as he feels his heart crack for his younger self . “ when i met dio , i thought it was the first time i had actually meant something to someone . but i was wrong . . . he only saw me for what i could do for him . i was so weak , then . i fell right into his trap . ”

softly , kakyoin starts to smile . despite the painful recollection of some of the worst times of his life , the supple curve of his lips is genuine ; as authentic as his appreciation for the one presently by his side . “ when you said that , it really hit me . . . i’m not invisible anymore . you can see me , all of me . & i’m really thankful for that , lyric . i’m endlessly thankful that we met . ” a chuckle , like gossamer blown through a mild wind , punctuates those words .

“ sorry to get all sappy on you . but to be fair , you started it . ”

#mageshot #【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗱𝗼𝗰𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 / prompted answers . 】#【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗶 / stardust crusaders . 】#【 * 🍒 教皇 › ❛ 𝗹𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗰 / we’ve been a wreck together since 1989 . ⁽ mageshot . ⁾ 】#i love lyrikak bc they're the epitome of queer friendship #oversharing? trauma dumping? bullying each other? bullying other people together? they do it all folx #srsly tho this made me want to punch a hole thru the wall they just . i missed them ok

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