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Really quick warm up doodle.

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☾ - she smiled at him when he agreed to mind himself while he was in her home, turning away from him she removed her shoes at the door before heading into the kitchen. it wasn’t a requirement for her home, rather it was more of a habit. 

“ phoenix hm ? thats a pretty different name , but mine isn’t very common either . “ 

nyx mused for a moment as she led him into a much larger living room area. her home was large as a whole with multiple rooms and two floors. this living room was mainly home to her book collection and various plants. 

“ would you like me to get you something warm to drink ? or I can light the fire too .”  

she pointed over at the fireplace against the wall, its mantle covered in candles and old photographs. her home was capable of living completely off the grid as it was built and passed down in her family for generations. 

while she gave him a moment to think it over, she began to move various spell-books and research off the table and couches next to the fireplace. 

“Your name sounds fine to me.” Common or uncommon, he couldn’t tell the difference of human names. From past to present, there’d been far too many and in different languages he’d come across. Only a few struck out to him and were remembered.

He follows right behind her, not repeating her same action, unaccustomed to doing so. Once further, his gaze wanders about, taking in the sight of the living room. A small ‘ooh��� escapes from him. He hadn’t been in a spacious room- or home- such as this for a long while.

“I’d like anything hot you have!” It’s an energetic response. The thought of something warm to battle the remaining cold lights him up.

Finally taking a look at the fireplace, he’s quiet for a moment. With hands in his sweater’s pockets, he looks at the decorations, internally debating offering assistance. Eventually, he decides- why not?

“I can handle the fire.”

snow fairy | akai

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05. Declaration

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ryou doesn’t like being confused - it was a weakness, an unknown. the way this stranger was talking, how nonchalant he was about his resurrection, it doesn’t sit right in the demi-humans stomach. 

his grip on the blade wavers. he readjusts, blade twisting between fingertips. doesn’t like the reaction his mentions of being a test dummy elicits. looked too much like pity - doesn’t know how to deal with pity. had been too long since someone had last shown any concern for his well being.

“demi-humans. they - we - i -” stumbles over his words, was used to people knowing about ajins automatically ( they had been in the news for years at this point ). “everytime i die i come back to life. no one knows where we came from, or why. why don’t you know about ajins?”  

This person was rather strange, coming back to life and with their indecision of self defense. Not even he was certain on what to do in this case. His head tilts, falling silent for a moment.

“Demi-humans?” He parrots the word, trying to recall anything similar to such a description. Perhaps a different word was used in ancient times, but not this one. “I’ve been asleep for a long time.” It’s a vague answer, but he finds it to be good enough.

“But I guess that explains what you are.” And not someone he had to worry about. Not like the other greedy humans out there. “Didn’t think I’d come in contact with another life form- something not human while here.”

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cold

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———  BASICS! ♡

NAME! ♡     V / Vic PRONOUNS! ♡     she/her, they/them ZODIAC SIGN! ♡    Aries TAKEN OR SINGLE! ♡    single but not interested lol

———  THREE  FACTS! ♡

1! ♡     a goal of mine is to eventually cosplay my son, phoenix!! I’m really hoping to and want to try for the cons I go to next year but I just. squints at his hair. thats going to be a hassle to find and deal with. i’d love to do his true form but i’m a more casual cosplayer so i gotta do his human one

2! ♡     i would like to be a writer one day....

3! ♡     uhh i’m a big puzzle nerd!! I love puzzles and dumb brain things. I can play sudoku for daaaays and not get bored. i may not be the best at them but gosh darn gimmie puzzles

———  EXPERIENCE! ♡

PLATFORMS USED! ♡     lets see what I can remember. there was deviantart, ff.net, skype, google chat, and then tumblr and discord??

———  MUSE  PREFERENCE! ♡

GENDER! ♡     i tend to write dudes. a lot. i dont mind writing girls and i do a few but it usually ends up being boys

LEAST FAVOURITE FACE(S)! ♡   idk lol but I don’t like using/seeing irl faces?? faceclaims?? i’m okay with them and not against them being used but they’re always weird to see for me?? 

MULTI OR SINGLE! ♡     i prefer multi tbh! i do like singles tho so I can focus on one character and just shove them at ppl lol. but multi is easier to just yeet muses on and experiment with

FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡    i enjoy the first two!! fluff is good for the soft, wholesome feelings...angst good to hurt lol. i don’t really have an interest in writing smut i’d rather just. read it.

PLOT / MEMES! ♡    i don’t mind plotting but I feel like I do it poorly haha. ofc I’m open and flexible but I find plotting easier if someone throws an idea at me and I can work with it rather than me initiating. memes are fun! quick and easy for when plotting is too hard

tagged by:  @diezle tagging:  @varrosur, @lemonxgels, @trasiedi, uhh anyone else can snag it!!

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***  I’LL  CAST  A  SPELL  TO  STEAL  YOUR  LIFE!

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“what did you see?” he’s shouting now. he doesn’t like to shout, it hurts his throat. takes a few steps forward, tugging the knife out of its holder. he’s got not qualms about killing another person today - or, at least, he doesn’t think he does. his brain is fuzzy. 

“look, i’ve not had the best day, okay? i had a shit day at work, i just died, and i really can’t be dealing with running from the government.” a pause, he takes a few more steps forward. “again.” 

scratches his forehead, looking a little disheveled but no where near enough for someone who had just died. his shirt is torn where the bullet holes had entered, but there is no torn flesh beneath them. blood is still dried on his skin. 

he relaxes, looks nothing but tired, and certainly too young to be so ready to kill. “sorry, sorry. i just - you can see why i’m twitchy, yeah? i mean, people really want to get their hands on ajin, and honestly - honestly i’m not quite ready to be a weapons test dummy again.” 

Now he can see how serious the other is, at least once the weapon is pulled out and cast into the light. A knife wasn’t too threatening but it was still a sign that he was ready to strike. The thought to transform and at least get up higher crosses his mind, but isn’t followed through.

“Oh yeah, I saw that happen. You died and came back to life.” It’s given more as a repeat to his statement rather than an answer to his question.

He glances down for a moment when the other mentions being some ‘dummy’. It connects with his earlier words, wanting to avoid being captured and used for another purpose. Humans really could be the worse.

“Well, when you come back to life people are usually shaken up about it. Anyway, I’m not out to for ajins. I’ve never heard of them before. Is that some new kind of advanced species that popped up on Earth?”

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I’m still guna be active here but if anyone is interested I did make a prof. venomo.us blog

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First Interactions / Break the Ice Starter Sentences

❝ Hey, excuse me, you dropped this! ❞ 

❝ Don’t get wet, stand under my umbrella with me. ❞ 

❝ I’ll pay for your [meal/coffee/groceries/etc] ! ❞ 

❝ Hey! Watch where you’re going! ❞ 

❝ This seat’s free. Come sit. ❞ 

❝ Sorry, I couldn’t help but to stare… ❞ 

❝ I wasn’t staring! I was just.. spaced out! ❞ 

❝ Is that… blood? ❞ 

❝ Woah, you look pale… are you okay? Do you need to go to a hospital? ❞ 

❝ I can give you a ride if you need it, beats walking. ❞ 

❝ Did you just breathe in my direction? ❞ 

❝ Don’t look at me like that. ❞ 

❝ I don’t know you, but I really want to hold your hand. ❞ 

❝ … I really hate the awkward silence in elevators, you know? ❞ 

❝ Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else. ❞ 

❝ Don’t look now, but this person has been following you for two blocks so I thought I’d approach you and act like your best friend or something. Sooo, how have you been? ❞ 

❝ Is there something in my teeth? ❞ 

❝ Did you just hold my hand? ❞ 

❝ Um… that’s MY seat. I ALWAYS sit there. ❞ 

❝ Hey um, that guy/girl is totally eyeballing you. ❞ 

❝ Let me buy you a drink sometime? ❞ 

❝ Oh my god don’t move there’s a spider on your shirt- ❞ 

❝ What… are you doing? ❞ 

❝ Oh! Can I have one of those? ❞ 

❝ Hey! Can you help me out? ❞ 

❝ Can I walk with you? ❞ 

❝ Oh, you live here? This is awkward… ❞ 

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“I still don’t understand how humans can carry smaller versions of those big screens and take them everywhere. They do a lot for one portable screen. Never had any of that stuff around before I fell asleep.”

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Phoenix Rising

30min. spitpaint, Photoshop CC2017

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I want to add a pkmn verse but my brain just be saying ‘he’s a ho-oh gijinka’

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stumbles, movements sluggish, and he doesn’t manage one more step before he’s falling to the floor. can’t avoid it now. death was familiar, he knew it was coming, knew what it felt like. darkness is comforting, like his consciousness just blinks out of existence for a few moments. it was calm. 

revival is always agony. 

static dances across his skin, particles of his yurei pouring life back into his body, like being filled with fire. a staggered inhale, torso jerking up as he returns to life. heart races, breath hyperventilative, as the teen regains his bearings. it was always a little disorientating, dying. 

immediately looks to see if his onlooker was still there. sometimes revival took a while, once it had taken hours, and hopes maybe they had run away before he had come back to life. it doesn’t, however, take long to find the stranger again, and his stomach drops. 

stands quickly, hand falling to where one of his knives were strapped to his hip, ready to take them down if he needed to. “hey!” calls out, voice guarded, body shifting into a defensive position, “what did you see?”

Witnessing the end of a life was rare. It was sight that he came across every so often; mostly he only heard of their passing. Human lives were so short, they could be gone during one of his short naps.

A second chance at life was never granted to humans once it had been lost. So many yearned for it to be longer, desperately clinging to the first and only one they had.

And yet this one had been given another chance. A second life.

It made him take a step back, gaze focused on how a breath of life was breathed into the other. It was a miracle all on it’s own. It wasn’t normal, he was aware of that. Maybe this one isn’t a human as he originally thought. 

Phoenix is quiet. Staring. There’s a bit of curiosity in his eyes. The fact that the other is possibly ready to strike doesn’t bother him. “How’d you do that? Humans don’t return from the dead.”

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RP SENTENCE STARTERS.

‘flattery gets you nowhere good.’

‘what gets me somewhere in your good books?’

‘we just pissed off a whole bunch of people.’

‘do you do this with every girl you think is pretty?’

‘next week, you will sing a new tune.’

‘ i like how you think. i like how you dress.’

‘did i surprise you?’

‘i’d say it was fairly unprofessional.’

‘fine. you were fantastic? is that what you want?’

‘you can hate me all you like, or you can act.’

‘you’d be very at home in a high school, wouldn’t you?’

‘what i want, i usually get.’

‘you are so full of yourself.’

‘i know you couldn’t care less about the lives you waste, but you care very much about your income. think it over.’

‘that won’t satisfy me, though i expected you’d know very little about how to do that.’

‘if you had any sense in that thick head of yours, you’d understand that.’

‘i’ll be the first to come by and tell you i told you so.’

‘you know the big difference between me and you? i got a family to go back to.’

‘it was nice. i’d do it again.’

‘they’re sending kids to do their work now.’

‘get your drugs out of here. sweep a little.’

‘don’t act like you’ll hear me out.’

‘you think one night gives you the right to toy with me?’

‘i dread to imagine your intentions.’

‘i think so you don’t have to.’

‘are you a wild dog?’

‘i’m not taking you anywhere second rate.’

‘i don’t want it, if it’s not real.’

‘the men in my family are cold. they think in chess moves. i see that in you.’

‘you’re an enigma.’

‘when i’m kissing you, this isn’t happening.’

‘this didn’t have to happen. this is on you.’

‘what have you got? blood oaths and some spit.’

‘you wear it in your eyes. you’re not even sober right now, are you?’

‘i want to stop acting. i want my real thing.’

‘i’m here to talk, before they kill you.’

‘i think you’re a good guy.’

‘how do you do that? say so much without really saying anything at all.’

‘what’s your policy on room service?’

‘guess it’s a good thing i’m not scared of the dark.’

‘is it time for my complimentary breakfast?’

‘i wasn’t gonna hit you, but that wasn’t very nice.’

‘i think you’re a coward.’

‘all she did, she did for me.’

‘you can’t look after me. you have to be selfish.’

‘your denial doesn’t help you.’

‘you are the best of men.’

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All humans really are the same.