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"You're as cold as ice, but don' worry. I got th' heat to warm you up~" Unusually casual (even blunt) for him. But maybe it would work this way?

The sensation of a hand against his cheek, sliding a strand of navy behind his ear & leaves a tickling sensation behind, the ghost of warmth remains a little longer than the actual touch. Words are spoken with the same temperature, it leaves him pondering for a moment, smile on the tip of his lips. He was teasing, his majesty could tell by the way an eyebrow would rise, even though tinted shades would cover most of his expression.

« What if prefer the cold over the heat? » he speaks & that smile finally becomes wide enough he can’t hide it anymore. This situation is far from tense, far from creating more distance between the two individuals; quite the contrary, to be honest, it was to invite further in. And so the king tilts head a little & steps closer so more, breath turning visible at this cold night of April, a faint hint of bright grey between the two of them. 

There are hands on his hips all of a sudden & he arches his back, as if the difference in height was larger than just that shrinking minimal hint. « Though exceptions can be made & maybe, my opinion will be changed. »

With lashes lowered he watched as the bartender purse’s his lips, another tease about to slip past his mouth. So he lifts his hand & places the font of his index against it, banning him from speaking just yet. A curious gaze is offered right away, it stays silent for a little longer & Reisi leans in to seal lips for a short touch, a quick peck. 

« I brought a present. You wouldn’t want to displease me & risk not getting it tonight, would you? » A smile. Another move forward, Izumo leans in to bring them together a second time, not much longer than the one before. He seems to be agreeing & cooperating, waiting patiently for the king to take the next step. It does not take long for Reisi to turn around & free himself from the embrace he has been kept in, reaching for a hand before moving forward to approach the next room ( they have been in this dimly lit corridor for quite a while, Izumo muses silently ). It is the living room of the blue king himself, seemingly the source of light for that a couple of small lamps are illuminating it’s walls, assisted by a single candle in the middle of the table in front of the couch. 

« Did you know that the German people have their own culture for wine, particularly the sparkling kind? » He probably knew & Reisi could probably tell by the way he smiles at him.It’s an invitation to stay the night, the first in months ( maybe ever? ) & Izumo shall gladly accept it. 

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„’s been a while.” Fingers reach out for the hand holding one of his glasses gracefully, but stop midways. Close, but not close enough. Distanced by not only shades and glass used as walls, but also the concept of them that doesn’t seem to work no matter how he turns it. But he wants it to, he dreams- It’s quiet around them, he had closed the place some time ago, but yet- How could he have said no to this smile.

Waking mind notices the faintest hint of a motion, azure hues flicker from fingertips to tinted glass, long lashes rising with the motion & he leans in, leans forward just a little bit more to favor the distance as he increases it.

« Quite a while, that is true. » When he speaks those words slip past his lips as if they are dripping down onto the dark wood of a counter, silent words creating an atmosphere where the fact that an answer is given seems to harbor more importance than the words chosen. When eyes demand attention, gazes exchanged & bartender distracted, slender fingers might reach out a bit more, might touch another hand by accident, might linger for a little longer, might might might. . .

« There is a lot we need to catch up with, wouldn’t you agree? »

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" c'mon, reisi. get off your ass & let's go out for a change. like, on an actual /date/. "

There is much he could ( would like to ) say, teasing & insulting, everything just to take away the seriousness of every conversation that was supposed to be thoughtful. For that shall not be a moment where real emotions might slip, might become visible-- . . . however, today seems different. He does not feel any need to back away this time.

« Is there a restaurant you would like to recommend? »

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" oi, you've been ignoring me. is that your way if declaring war ?" stop being dramatic, bird.

« If you consider silence a declaration of war; would noise be the sound of peace? I wonder. »

An arch on thin lips, eyebrow raised & head tilted ever so slightly, his majesty seems more in a teasing than fighting mood. Certainly, he won’t take a word the phoenix speaks seriously.

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OOC.

well, i guess it is time. around this kind of days my blog would have celebrated it’s 3rd birthday. time flies, eh? however, it seems like this birthday is also going to be the last one. for now it seems like i will be shutting down this blog; call it an indefinite hiatus, because i will never be strong enough to delete it. & who knows, i came back onto another blog i had abandoned for 9 months. maybe i’ll be back on here, too?

for now i have figured that there is absolutely zero motivation left to stay on this blog for various reasons & i don’t want to name all of them, some are inspiration/muse-based, some of them are fandom-based. the major point that made me cross this line, i never was able to cross before, is, that this fandom has turned from a positive, to an indifferent one (which isn’t that bad) to an almost toxic one & that is something i don’t want to deal with anymore. i am writing for enjoyment & believe it or not, also for positive feedback. 

oh well, i had meant not to complain, but here i go again. anyway, feel free to add me on skype if you still want to stay in contact with me or follow my other blogs e.g. my personal @xrenalee or most active rp blog @roku--gen greetings to all my lovelies (you know who you are), i had a great time for as long as it lasted. ♡ rena out.

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His Majesty & The Moon                                                     { ☽  || @ao-no-eishi }

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the perpetual agitation of the mind without the exercise of the body, can have the most disastrous effects.

Foucault, Madness and Civilization, 217

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✎ (you know who I am, cheri /D)

MEME ( accepting/selective. )

✎ = speaking in a different language .  ( oh my who could this be /cough )

He can tell that there is an accent hiding beneath those words spoken, & he might also be able to guess their most trivial meanings ( body language & context make up for so many things ), but he does not figure just what exactly the bartender is saying. The European tongues have always been a subject of his rather weakening interest, & so besides the most common English, the king only manages to speak he most basic things in French.

That is why he might be at loss of words at this very moment.

« You enjoy being a tease, don’t you? » A smile graces pure features & royalty tilts it’s head in order to give an impression of curiosity rather than displeasure ( even though it does bother him a little ). 

So he overcomes distance & grabs a collar that is everything but his own, pulling the taller figure closer until breathes are intermingling & shaded eyes are widening with surprise.

« Well two can play this game. » A smile & something that might, maybe just have been a small laugh, a faint chuckle. « Nǐ hěn yǒuqù. ( 你很有趣。) »

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☁

MEME ( accepting/selective. )

☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them .

Glasses become inoperative when large droplets of water cover most of their surface-- hence his majesty finds himself pondering about whether or not he might take them of, placing them into the inside pocket of his infamous uniform coat to help them dry until the sun would finally manage to blast through the heavy surface of clouds. However, fabric has been soaked already, he feels the cold of rain against his back already & so, in the end, he decides against it.

How utterly inconvenient to be parted from his clansmen ( especially his lieutenant ) at this very moment, when they always carried at least one large umbrella along, to create shelter for their king, if necessary. Now he has to take care of himself, approaching an ally fast paced for that he hopes the overlaying roof may offer an secure enough place to wait.

However, he seems to not be the only one carrying this string of thoughts along his way.

« Such an awful weather for a walk outside, isn’t it, » he speaks with his voice deep as evening sky was grey, a faint smile offered as a greeting. Munakata resists the urge to run a hand through his hair in order to keep what has been left of his neat appearance. 

« I hope this place isn’t as far away from where you live as it is from where the headquarters lie. You might catch a cold otherwise. »

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OOC.

i feel somewhat poetic today so this calls for coming online on my munakata blog ( naturally ). also i have been pondering about putting munakata in hogwarts houses & it was a really close slytherin/ravenclaw thing. . .but i guess the blue part of his existence made it obvious, in the end.

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Ravenclaw Aesthetic; intelligence, wit, wisdom, creativity, individuality

“Others have seen what is and asked why. I have seen what could be and asked why not. ” ― Pablo Picasso

Hufflepuff | Ravenclaw | Slytherin | Gryffindor

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✦

my muse’s reaction to your muse ✦ = being well-dressed .

            “Oh? Where are you headed, all dressed up like this?” It could be anywhere. But it’s not ‘anywhere’s that Jolly’s thinking about most of all, now the handsome image of such a familiar monarch has swanned in, and now Jolly’s hidden eyes have begun to swan along every sharp and slightly unfamiliar shade of the blue king’s newest ensemble.

            Unfamiliar. And still calmly admired in that muted fashion that the alchemist admires all things while slowly, he crosses that small tide of unwanted space lingering between–to admire that little bit more, that little bit closer, in a way that’s just a little bit less hushed. He starts by humming, low and thoughtful and to no tune in particular, and his hands start by sauntering idly (attentively) along the slope dipping into the other man’s shoulders.

             “Hm. It looks to me as though His Majesty has done rather a handsome job of making a gentleman of himself, tonight.” Amused. His murmuring laughter is masked almost into silence, then, against the arch of the other man’s cheekbone when Jolly touches it once with that smiling mouth.

             “In all honesty? I’m inclined to ask you why I haven’t seen you dressed quite like this once or twice already.”

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❃

MEME ( accepting/selective. )

❃ = dancing with them .

There is amusement  in the way he looks at the other, though certainly not of the degrading nor the insulting kind. Instead, he welcomes the silent offer & overcomes distance at a fast pace, bringing both of their bodies close & in position. 

« I’ll take the lead. »

The other speaks & the king blinks at him, certain that he would not be able to let somebody else lead this short lived joy. There has never been a single moment within his life where Munakata has bowed down to anybody, give in to somebody else’s force whilst walking his own path. However, this is just a trivial situation, a single dance that would not chance much ( or would it? ). In the end, his majesty decides to give it a try.

« Well then, please take good care of me. »

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The soul is the effect and instrument of a political anatomy; the soul is the prison of the body.

Discipline and punish, Foucault