#in chara.

[sldier]

[ ✉️ from ]: @kudakenai, leans on zack's shoulder and falls asleep. zzz

nobody told zack the drive was going to be this long. besides yukako and him, the truck is cramped with some cadets accompanying them to make up for the lack of 1st class manpower assigned on their mission. they drive miles over terrain that can't make up its mind on whether it wants to be uneven or even, giving way to surprise bumps that interrupt zack's many, many, many attempts to complete a set of squats. it's one of the only things he can do to pass the time it takes to get them from point A to point B, though it feels like they're definitely going through way more letters than just those two!

he settles for pacing and peeking through the slits that serve as the truck's windows, his hands on his hips and a furrow between his brows. his lips are twisted in a way that makes his cheeks look a little puffed out— annoyance at being cooped inside for so long.

“ hey, ” zack's attention zeros in on the driver now. fingers thread through and hold onto the metal grid separating the driver from the passengers, eyes flicking from the shinra helmet the operative wears down to how he's holding the steering wheel. “ you sure you're pressing down on the pedal hard enough? ” his question, blatantly less genuine than it was more out of impatience, earns him a grunt and a dismissive wave of the hand from the cadet who's definitely wishing he was assigned on some other mission right about now.

eventually he has no other option than to finally sit down with a slump and a huff besides yukako, his sword resting against the wall beside him and his arms crossed over his chest. his fingers idly drum away against the edge of muscle on his arm before an extra weight gets shifted onto his side.

“ huh? ” he turns his head and sees yukako, slumped over with her head using his shoulder as her pillow. she's fallen asleep right against him! not that he blames her. he would've offered his shoulder outright had she even mentioned that she was sleepy. “ you're tellin' me, ” he scoffs lightly, tone mindfully quieted some while he smiles. “ feeling it too, huh? ” zack leans back against the wall now, eyes idly gazing into the lights illuminating the steel enclosure. so bright... maybe he'll close his eyes just for a bit too.

#kudakenai #in chara. #zzzzzzzz.. n then they hit another bump and their heads bonk 2gether OWWWWUH

[reincarnight]

words and smiles alike are exchanged between two childhood friends as they say their goodbyes for the day.  &  mina tells him to text her once he's back at his apartment. "yeah, i will," soma agrees as much before turning to leave. apparently, it's getting busy at the hakuba shrine— as far as he knows, it's some out-of-town college students on a field trip.

but as soma turns around the corner, his thoughts drift to what he's going to have for dinner today. he's definitely not paying attention.  &  thus, the pale eyes only catch a glimpse of auburn hair when it's too late. he bumps into something, or rather, someone, solid.

soma staggers back a step, though otherwise he keeps his footing. "sorry, i wasn't paying attention." his gaze turns to the person he walked into — a young woman. auburn hair. maybe she is one of the students mina mentioned? "are you okay?"

@auburniivenus  ——  sc.

#auburniivenus #in chara. #v: post-canon #lemme know if you need me to add/change anything !

[avernusblade]

@weaverots. / from here.

ONE WOULD THINK WYLL RAVENGARD USED TO THESE KINDS OF EVENTS , having grown up the son of the duke. but quite honestly , & perhaps quite TERRIBLY , he'd never grown used to the PERFORMANCE of it all , the part of the LOYAL SON , the HERO he was expected to play. & the blade of frontiers is more than AMICABLE to the company of a goblet of WINE & a FRIEND moreso than the crowd.

at least among GALE'S company , wyll could be HIMSELF.

❛ well said , my friend , & all too true. ❜

the blade of frontiers gives a MIRTHLESS laugh , a single BEAT as the wine swirls in his own cup , sipping THOUGHTFULLY . wyll can sense the DEFENSIVENESS the wizard bites back too clearly ; he feels himself more than not. to say a BETTER STORY implied REGRET , not that the blade didn't have his fair share of that.

❛ would that i could rewrite certain aspects of my tale , having the knowledge & experience to know the outcome. ❜

another SIP taken from his glass , & wyll gives a WARM smile.

❛ perhaps i'd have made us friends far sooner. ❜

#weaverots #act i. #in chara. #them :)

[abundanced]

the abundance knows all too well when they encounter one of their own. it's faint beneath the weight of nanook's gaze upon him , but yaoshi can sense the familiarity of their own blessing , perhaps from long ago ??

no , the abundance would've remembered a man like him , an aura like that of death surrounding him. it almost scares them , or something akin to it , the weight of his presence making abundance take notice of him.

their eyes trail @kanxing as he walks past , weighing the situation internally. the decision is all but made when yaoshi speaks , a name rolling off their lips that they haven't spoken in ages.

❛ ... shuhu ... ❜

#kanxing #threads. #in chara. #ngl i was reading ur thing abt yingxing/blade being connected to shuhu/yaoshi and i got a little Wild ! #srry i am mildly insane u do Not have to match this at all

[thousandseal]

*grins* ♥

" if I find out you're up to something, acting all sweet won't get you out of trouble, got it ? "

#vilesn4ke #in chara. #tsuna: you're a menace(affectionately)

[svellsongur]

only as a last resort do the pair resort to violence ( coppery iron, thick in the air ... heavy is its weight upon little shoulders ) in spite of tundra - born origin: the notai, peaceful embouchure for gods forgotten, the yeti of a whimsy corrupted in feral remnants of his kin. still, in defense have they fought alongside avarosa herself — @warmothered ( cont. ) must be, a woman deified, the guardian mother.

this is not their first encounter with any number of frostguard ... lissandra once his mentor, answers sought of his mother's heartsong. but this is certainly the first in which their presence was accompanied by that of the land's numen. thought consumes him, body frozen in winter.

willump croons. nunu blinks now once, twice, and she is no longer the ancient drawing upon a wall, but simply a warrior. how odd ... " uh huh ! " comes eager affirmation, an edge of tentative curiosity coloring tone. a bow of true ice at her side, legend solidified. an iceborn, siblings by warrior's blood, but certainly not the soundless ... " um, i'm feeling okay. how about you, willump ? " beast huffs its response, maw parting in quiet groan. " he's okay too. we're heroes: it'll take a lot more than that to take us down ! " still, yeti's grumble indicates he has little patience for play, not now.

" alright, alright, sheesh. i'm nunu, and this is my best friend willump. and we'd be honored to join your tribe for food, warmother, 'cause we're pretty hungry. well, i am, willump doesn't really eat people food ... oh yeah, what tribe are you from ? "

#in chara. #warmothered #hope it's okay to continue this! o/ #they're just. whoaaaa .... av.arosa ...... #willump holds her in his hands so gentle :]

[waragyo]

“ how long have i been asleep? ”   / from Megumi

pudding scooped from a plastic cup, put to gloss - slicked lips. phone speakers blaring with bass - heavy pop ... ah, i should bleach my hair cherry red like her. it'll suit me. she entertains these dull thoughts to ease an uncomfortable mind. a sense of responsibility shackles kugisaki to the cold tile of the hospital wing, silent guardian above his unconscious form. rational thought knows ieiri - san has it covered, but there's something dutiful inside her regardless.

she should have done this for itadori too. a ridiculous idea: a hit to the head is hardly the gaping hole in a chest megumi had described in his clinically stiff briefing. still, the town mouse is solemn in her duty, as though this gesture makes up for her previous sins. “ oh, you're awake. ” yesterday's newspaper balanced precariously upon her lap, she pulls the pages together to fold it into something manageable.

“ hm, since yesterday ? you were out cold ... lucky for you, i was there to finish the job off. ” words colored with a smug smile, taunting. as though to rub salt into the open wound of weakness. “ ya' hungry ? ” next to his leg is her collection of snacks: sugary sweet candies and pastries. melon bread is the first of her offerings, waved in front of his face.

#in chara. #answered. #pulserisk #SHE'S SO MEAN i'm sorry megumi #giving him shit as soon as he wakes up

[malvalent]

hey hot stuff

well bonjour , beautiful .

#lacampeona #in chara. #ans. #geeta if youre free thursday malva will make it so

[flcos-aa]

she’s stubborn,  rooting herself in the dirt with a combative glare set in her gaze.   he is tired:  of insisting she take care of herself,  of seeing everything he's known come crumbling down around them,  of the exhaustion in his bones as he extends part of his share to her.   but in this brief moment of rest, when they are permitted a break from laboring on the blaus family's farm to simply be and to think, he allows himself a futile attempt at returning home ; if only for a second.

this is not unlike the days in which he used to feed the birds during their training,  breaking off bits of his own meager rations to see them flitting about in the courtyard.   despite his charity,  there was a game of distance to be played with them,  much as there is with gabi.   too close, and she will take flight.

his patient approach is proven as his arm remains extended,  his own eyes skeptical of her bluff but never passing judgement.   when she takes it,  falco starts upon his own half,  teeth pulling at the bread’s flesh ravenously as he tips his body back against the aged wood of the fence with a sigh.

he dares to look back at gabi only when she expresses her gratitude,  offering little more than a nod in response.   heavy is the burden upon his mind,  knowledge of what they’ve done to find some sort of PEACE after their escape and a building dread in his chest for what is to come. and so, he cannot help but ask cautiously,

“   you’re not still thinking of trying to escape on the back of a horse,  are you  ?   ”

@decimatlas​​   /   from here !

#decimatlas #in chara. #hope it's okay that i continued this! o/ #f/alco is truly god's strongest soldier

[platyroonism]

but if I'M a traumatized kid and YOU'RE a traumatized kid... who's playing the game!?

#frisk #chara #undertale #i just think the player as some kind of eldritch entity would be sooooo funny. the eldritch god capable of deleting everything #wants to smooch a ghost #also i'm not really a subscriber of 'demon chara' theory/canon #like thematically they DO represent the player or whatever #but also #.... they are just a silly kid :) #who likes chocolate :) #plart

[seiraphic]

“ are you going to kill me? ”  

@icerberus — 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

It's a question she has heard many times over the centuries — sometimes terrified, sometimes pleading — but she cannot recall a time it as been draped in wry humor and without a quiver of true fear. She laughs at the delightful novelty of it, and she reaches out to snag the Duke's hand with her own.

❝ What would be the point of that? ❞

She tugs him along the quiet forest path. Although she hadn't been sure this human would accept a request to entertain her again, she'd taken the time to ensure this path to the top of the hill would remain quiet. Perhaps one day soon, this nation's authorities would find the Mek pieces stashed inside rotting logs and under fallen trees, but for now, they remain out of sight and out of mind.

Her feet skim over the ground, barely flitting against fallen leaves, but just as sure as his heavier footsteps behind her.

❝ Time is precious, when you only live for a hundred years. And yet you gave me some of yours — and you have done so again. ❞

The trees break, sunlight hits her face, and they emerge onto the top of the bluff. The sea stretches to the horizon, far enough below them it is quiet. The Court of Fontaine sprawls to one side, but it, too, is far enough away it will not disturb them. She turns to face him, the deep magenta of her eyes finding his icy blues.

The attention of the Damselette is a very dangerous thing to have, but looking at her, it would be very easy to forget. A small smile graces her lips, and the breeze stirs the delicate fabric of her dress around her legs : the very picture of an unassuming, innocent damsel.

❝ How rude of me it would be, to kill you without reason. No — I brought you here to thank you. Dance with me. ❞

#icerberus #answered. #in chara. #// you get to be my guinea pig lol #blood cw #wrio entertained her one day so she decided to return the favor

[sldier]

[ ✉️ from ]: @kudakenai, “ten gil for that piece of crap?”

time spared after finishing up a joint mission leads the two 2nd classes to a merchant's table. curiosity gets the better of him when the old man running the place calls out to them and any other passerby to come take a look at his, quote-unquote, things you won't be able to buy anywhere else! as antsy as zack is to always receive the call to action and get put on missions, he doesn't pass up the opportunity for some R & R to get to know his fellow SOLDIER more— and one of the things he's learned is that yukako really doesn't shy away from calling it like she sees it, especially when she learns how much some of these goods are going for.

“ c'mon, i wouldn't say all that, ” zack says, his tone light and friendly as always. the offended furrow in the old man's brow escapes his notice, and if he opened his mouth to comment on what she said, zack's faster at the draw to speak before he gets the chance to. “ it's cute! it's got a... uh, homemade charm to it. sorta reminds me of the toys i'd play with back when i was a kid. ” he leans forward with his hands on his thighs, getting a better and closer look at the item in question.

a little moogle trinket. smaller than the size of either of their palms, more fit for a child's grasp, or maybe just to put on a shelf and forget about... fuzzy from the wool felt it was made from, with the details clumsy from the undoubtedly novice hands it was made by. not something he would've bought if he were here on his own, but this time, he isn't.

and would he really leave here without making their first mission together at least somewhat memorable in the long run? ha, no way.

he hums in thought despite his next course of action already being decided, his body wavering just a bit. at last, a snap of his fingers and a blooming smile on his face leads him to stand tall by her side again. “ alright then, i'll buy it for you. call it a souvenir of our very first mission together! so whenever you look at it, it'll be hard to still think of it as a piece of crap then, right? ” or so he hopes, “ —i'll take this one, bossman. ”

and so comes out his wallet, and he has to suppress a reaction to the pang he feels in his chest when he sees exactly twelve gil in there. could be worse...? “ uh... by the way... i heard this town is pretty well-known for its food. heh... your treat? ”

#kudakenai #those memes of the guy hugging the girl from behind while she pays but its yukako buying them both food after this #in chara. #mail.

[reincarnight]

@ammakou sent:

*sniff sniff* There appears to be a white canine before the youth, keenly smelling the air around him. What could have her so interested...? // (hi! have a curious ammy, if you don't mind ofc uvu)

grey eyes look up from the screen of his smartphone  &  then down. fingers pause, leaving a text message to mina half-written. (all things considered, it's ultimately rather inconsequential.) suffice it to say, soma is more than a little perplexed by the animal's presence. was it there a moment ago?

"uh..."

he lowers his phone.

"good dog?" soma tries, realizing that maybe calling this one a dog might be inaccurate. at least it just seems curious... maybe??

unprompted, always accepting.

#ammakou #in chara. #answered. #v: to be determined #i don't mind at all ^^ #answering in a new post for convenience if you want to continue #and sorry soma immediately thinks ammy is an animal or smth HJGHDJD #(i need to make some banners/divider sometime) #q.

[ezrl]

" bring it on. " it's a 1v1. either sg training or ba lesson? 💕

“ a - lright — you asked for it !! ” countenance betrays insecurity in scrunched brows and shallow breaths, symptoms typically unseen in universe's explorer. the den of anxiety, a beast chewing at his stomach, feeding on the swarming butterflies of a crush ( ? ) as gaze settles upon his fellow star guardian.

her hair dances in a messy up - do. ezreal falters in step, knees knocking together with a stumble, the blood roaring in his ears. his head cotton - stuffed ( young, free, always looking to what's to come ) as it inevitably comes to be in her presence. something of a god, apotheosized, divinity as much as a child. in his duty, his youth remains defiant. does a deity, too, not need breath ?

from his gauntlet does familiar barrel forth as commanded. chirps are its disapproval as it flies true, directed not toward his intended target but rather an apparent invisible threat just a hair from her. wings pull in, and its path finally curves.

“ ow, YUUTO !! ” you're embarrassing me in front of lux ! “ that's on me, i admit it ... you're gonna rip my uniform ! ”

#answered. #in chara. #seekslight #thank you for giving me an excuse to write sg <3 #it was such a battle deciding which verse to put this in ...

[abundanced]

more often than not , yaoshi descends with a clear purpose in mind , a definitive goal. whether it be to offer a blessing or merely to explore , the abundance does not move without a clear way forward.

this time is different , however. someone called upon their power , abused it , & by all means , yaoshi should be furious with him. they should demand a price for such blatant disregard for the abundance , for the sanctity of life itself. abundance should be outraged , asking what could ever call upon the need to desecrate life & death so callously .

yaoshi would be furious ... were they truly capable of it.

instead , abundance's gaze holds nothing but pity , gaze gentle as they look upon the high elder , voice soft when they speak.

❛ dan feng ... what did you do ?? ❜

abundance's expression is sorrowful , @etherealguard having earned their ire but only receiving their pity , if only because they cannot truly muster it. there is nothing they can do , their hands are well & truly tied.

❛ tell me. why am i here ?? what happened that called my presence ?? ❜

#in chara. #threads. #etherealguard #this is for yinyue if u cant tell slakdjfhgn #i think like. yaoshi would fucking Know when the whole. blade thing happened #they r very much Not Happy w yinyue rn but also. they care him and are Sad abt it

[thousandseal]

Walking away from the another pointless meeting, the hokage was definitely frustrated. Focusing on the papers in her hand and her own frustrations she almost missed the girl as she stomped passed. Coming to a dead stop a few steps away, she spun around on her heels, calling out. “ Daiten ? What are you doing wandering around here ? Are you waiting on you father ? ” / @veroxins

#veroxins #in chara. #*tosses an annoyed tsuna at dai