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@1andoni: ❛  will you go out with me?  ❜

thunder   rumbles   in   the   distance,   a   sonorous   war   cry   at   the   shores   of   watatsumi.   rain   falls   off   the   awning   of   the   house   in   droves,   the   patter   upon   tiled   roofs   enough   to   lull   gorou's   keen   hearing   into   a   sense   of   relaxation.   he   didn't   like   being   caught   in   the   rain   -   but   there   was   something   about   being   kept   cozy   and   indoors,   warm   before   the   irori,   that   leant   to   his   comfort.   gorou   would   be   the   first   to   admit   that   he   was   a   sucker   for   nights   like   this,   when   the   thunder   was   far   away   enough   that   it   didn't   aggravate   his   memories   and   when   the   lightning   was   yet   too   dim   to   quake   his   soul.   

but   the   oni   was   a   counterweight   to   the   fear   that   would   come.   he   knew   that   deep   down,   though   stubborn   independence   refused   to   admit   it.   the   general   himself   was   much   more   keen   on   the   idea   that   he   was   'managing   it   all   on   his   own'   and   'it   was   fine   without   assistance,'   when   in   truth   itto's   presence   at   night   -   and   when   the   storms   on   watatsumi   got   too   bad   to   handle   -   had   kept   him   together   more   than   he'd   care   to   admit.   

knees   are   tucked   to   his   chest   as   he   sits   before   the   other   -   their   dinner   plates   long   discarded.   gorou's   tail   is   wrapped   about   himself,   his   face   buried   against   his   knees,   and   he   stares   the   oni   down   over   his   pant   legs,   drinking   in   his   strong   countenance   like   a   predator   drawing   upon   prey   that   he   might   leap   at   any   moment.   another   rumble,   closer   still,   and   comfort   fades   to   uneasiness   -   but   it   is   tempered   by   itto's   presence,   his   warm   aura,   and   maybe   that's   why   gorou   doesn't   immediately   reduce   to   sputtering   idiocy   when   the   question   leaves   itto's   mouth.   maybe   that's   why   he   doesn't   spontaneously   combust   on   the   spot,   or   find   a   convenient   place   to   hide   to   avoid   screaming   his   answer   too   eagerly.   

dignity.   refinement.   the   yokai   inhales   once,   his   ears   perking   forward   and   head   raising   from   the   little   nest   he'd   made   upon   his   own   knees.   "   do   you   mean...?   like...   "   he's   not   sure   he   can   say   it,   truly,   because   what   if   he's   wrong?   what   if   it's   pity?   an   attempt   to   distract   him   from   the   oncoming   storm   and   subsequent   despair   that   it   would   bring?   but   itto   wasn't   that   kind   of   man,   gorou   knew,   and   yet   his   anxiety   railed   against   his   next   actions.      he   unfurls   himself   like   a   flower,   drawing   across   the   space   between   them   so   that   he's   on   all   fours   before   the   other's   seated   form.   though   they   both   rest   upon   the   tatami,   the   gesture   is   hardly   supplicant,   and   instead   more   of   gorou's   strange   intensity   coming   into   play   behind   the   bright   teal   of   his   eyes.   "   like...   "   he   repeats   gently   now,   rocking   back   on   his   haunches   to   meet   the   brunt   of   crimson   gaze   head   on.   it   even   matches   the   hue   that   takes   to   his   cheek.   "   ...a   date?   "

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Gorou XDDDDDDD 

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@goldanemo: 👀 lumine just gently pokes at his ears.

ears   flick   this   way....   ears   flick   that   way,   reflexively   attempting   to   get   away   from   intrusive   little   traveler   fingers   attempting   to   harass   him.   as   time   goes   eases   by,   his   body   grows   more   and   more   tense,   and   his   tail   takes   to   swishing   in   impatience.   eventually,   gorou's   eyes   snap   open,   and   he   finally   raises   his   hands   to   swat   her   away.

        "   that's   so--   !   quit   that!   "   a   weak,   petulant   objection,   but   his   teeth   are   bared   all   the   same.   old   habits   die   hard.   

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@starsdescent: ❛  are you sure you'll be okay?  ❜

quiet   succor   always   befalls   the   aftermath   of   battles,   the   collective   din   of   peace   caused   not   by   gentle   supplication,   but   the   ardor   of   death.   it   hangs   heavy   in   the   air   -   the   tang   of   blood   and   flame   still   a   persistent   itch   in   his   nostrils,   attached   firmly   to   his   clothes,   his   hair,   his   tail...   he   hates   it,   always   has,   the   way   it   makes   his   skin   crawl   in   the   wake   of   his   blood   lust   -   a   reminder   of   the   beast   that   lurks   beneath   skin,   or   a   reminder   of   failures   even   in   the   wake   of   victory.   it   didn't   matter   how   successful   they   could   be   on   the   front   or   in   combat,   people   would   always   die,   and   gorou   would   go   back   to   watatsumi   with   a   list   of   names   in   hand   -   families   to   inform.   

he   stands   upon   the   cliffside,   stormy   sea   breeze   caressing   the   fur   upon   his   ears   and   tail.   though   they   have   long   since   left   the   battle   far   behind,   it's   gorou's   prerogative   to   continue   to   assess   what   he   could   have   done   differently   -   and   so   he   does,   despite   the   resistance   healer's   command   to   remain   in   bed.   gorou   was   anything   but   idle,   this   time   included.   

it'd   been   a   stray   arrow   -   infused   with   electro   that   had   pierced   an   unguarded   forearm.   he'd   been   lax   in   his   defense,   gorou's   own   bow   strung   with   the   intent   to   kill;   a   familiar   haze   of   red   had   overtaken   him,   a   predator   intent   on   prey   -   when   pain   had   lanced   up   his   body   and   shocked   him   so   hard   well...   it   had   become   a   battle   lost,   a   sling   in   place,   and   a   frown   on   handsome   features.   there   was   no   top   dog   gorou   today,   only   a   general   in   mourning   and   more   soldiers   than   he'd   like   in   the   medical   tent.   

she   sneaks   up   on   him,   as   she   always   does.   

his   body   goes   ramrod   straight,   previously   lax   ears   shooting   upright   and   tired   eyes   (red   and   black   markings   accentuated   by   heavy   bags   of   sleeplessness)   going   wide.   gorou's   tail   swishes   once,   and   he   makes   to   salute,   before   wincing...   and   settles   on   bowing   instead.   the   injury   would   heal   quickly,   with   both   his   yokai   blood   and   the   healer's   vision   infused   power,   but   an   inability   to   salute   their   leader   was   another   blow   to   already   wayward   pride.   "   your   excellency!   "   he   jerks   out,   meeting   her   depthless   hues   with   the   gaze   of   a   man   ashamed   of   his   transgressions.   it   was   a   struggle,   and   it   shows   in   his   body   language,   lean   frame   coiled   taught   like   a   bowstring   and   tell-tale   ears   flattened   with   shame.   gorou   manages   all   the   same.   kokomi   deserved   at   least   that   from   him.   

"   ah.   "   her   question   has   him   slumping   even   further,   and   only   then   does   gorou   turn   away,   his   mistakes   still   a   tangible   thing   between   them.   "   no   need   to   fret   over   me,   your   excellency.   if   anything,   i   worry   for   their   morale...   "   the   last   part   a   near   whisper,   but   audible   on   the   wind,   as   he   turns   away   to   regard   the   encampment   stretching   before   them.   yes,   they   deserved   her   attention   much   more   than   he   did.   "   nothing   hurts   the   soul   of   an   army   quite   like   a   crushing   defeat.   "   and   an   injured   general,   but   he   needn't   say   that.

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🐕

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ear twitch.

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tag dump !

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🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑰𝑿 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  all of this is my fault.  ❜ ❛  are you even listening to me?  ❜ ❛  are you scared? 'cause i'm scared.  ❜ ❛  are you sure you'll be okay?  ❜ ❛  can you say that again, please?  ❜ ❛  do you have anything to say?  ❜ ❛  do you wanna go out sometime?  ❜ ❛  did you ever really love me?  ❜ ❛  have you considered trying something else?  ❜ ❛  how long do we still have?  ❜ ❛  i can't do this any longer.  ❜ ❛  i can't wait to go home.  ❜ ❛  i didn't want to do that.  ❜ ❛  i don't follow, i always lead.  ❜ ❛  i don't know what you mean.  ❜ ❛  i hate him but i love him.  ❜ ❛  i like i here, it's nice.  ❜ ❛  i'll only go if you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm here if you need me.  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry, i had no idea.  ❜ ❛  i'm weird, just deal with it.  ❜ ❛  is this your first time here?  ❜ ❛  just tell me what to do.  ❜ ❛  just tell me why we're here.  ❜ ❛  no one will believe you anyway.  ❜ ❛  nothing else matters except for you.  ❜ ❛  please just let me help you.  ❜ ❛  there is time to fix this.  ❜ ❛  what do you want from me?  ❜ ❛  where do you think you're going?  ❜ ❛  when will you come back here?  ❜ ❛  why are you acting so stupid?  ❜ ❛  why do you ask these questions?  ❜ ❛  why would i lie to you?  ❜ ❛  will you go out with me?  ❜ ❛  you are more important than me.  ❜ ❛  you don't mean that, do you?  ❜ ❛  you have nothing to worry about.  ❜ ❛  you'll always be my best friend.  ❜ ❛  your hair looks really nice today.  ❜

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🌙  *  ―     𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒  (  prompts for the five senses. add [reversed] to reverse the action. feel free to change wording as needed & add details )

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇.

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders [ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊 ] ― sender and receiver fall into bed together on silk sheets [ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender pulls receiver’s hair ( gently / hard ) [ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 ] ― sender strokes receiver’s hair [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender brushes receiver’s hair [ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender paints a picture onto part of receiver’s body ( specify what & where ) [ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender traces their fingertips over receiver’s body [ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender traces a scar on receiver’s body [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋�� ] ― sender reaches out to hold receiver’s hand [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄.

[ 𝐔𝐍𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver something they’ve never tried before ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sour ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ] ― sender feeds receiver something sweet ( specify what ) [ 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender feeds receiver something spicy ( specify what ) [ 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender kisses receiver to taste the lingering flavour of what they ate or drank on their lips ( specify what ) [ 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood [ 𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ] ― sender feeds receiver soup when they’ve fallen ill [ 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 ] ― sender makes receiver a cocktail to try [ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender cooks receiver their favourite meal [ 𝐓𝐑𝐘 ] ―  sender gives receiver a taste of what they’re cooking / baking for their opinion

𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.

[ 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃 ] ― sender blindfolds receiver [ 𝐑𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver see each other again after a period of being apart [ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender notices something different about receiver ( injury / haircut / tattoo / piercing / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐋 ] ― sender greets receiver in formal partywear ( feel free to add detail ) [ 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐒 ] ― sender takes receiver to see lanterns in the sky [ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze [ 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 ] ― sender and receiver lock eyes across the room [ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender and receiver see a shadow move out the corner of their eye [ 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 ] ― sender and receive watch as something burns ( candles / a building / a campfire / etc ) [ 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender takes receiver to the aquarium to watch the sea life [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊 ] ― sender recognises receiver at a masquerade party

𝐒��𝐔𝐍𝐃.

[ 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 ] ― sender puts on the radio to listen to music with receiver [ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 ] ― sender plays receiver their favourite song on an instrument ( specify what ) [ 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ] ― sender and receiver are in bed together while rain lashes against the windows / tent / etc [ 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender whispers something in receiver’s ear ( specify what ) [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver hear a sound when they should be alone ( footsteps / creaking floorboards / a scream / etc ) [ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep [ 𝐌𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 ] ― sender comforts a temporally deaf receiver after a loud sound ( gunshot / explosion / etc ) [ 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐌 ] ― sender calms receiver down from a panic attack in a loud place [ 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑 ] ― sender and receiver hear a muffled sound from another room / outside ( music / people / creature / etc ) [ 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ] ― sender hears receiver crying and approaches comfort them

𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋.

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath [ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄 ] ― sender lights a scented candle for receiver [ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender puts perfume / aftershave on receiver’s ( wrist / neck / cheek ) [ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 ] ― sender inhales receiver’s scent [ 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐊 ] ― sender is drawn to the kitchen by receiver’s cooking [ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 ] ― sender steals an item of receiver’s clothes because it smells like them [ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 ] ― sender notices receiver smells of their shampoo / shower gel [ 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ] ― sender gives receiver flowers [ 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇 ] ― sender helps clean receiver after a long day / stressful situation [ 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 ] ― sender and receiver walk through the sewers to escape capture / avoid detection / chase someone [ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ] ― sender massages receiver with a scented oil

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ooh big stretch

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general   gorou   of   hoyoverse's   genpact.   independent   &&.   highly   selective.   mutuals   only   &&.   multiverse   /   multiship.   oc   friendly.   nsfw   present   -   including   mentions   of   ptsd   and   depression.   minors   do   not   interact.   penned   by   goose   (   25   +      -         she/her).                  #𝐉𝐔𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐒

I. this  blog  is  highly  selective  and  mutuals  only.  i  am,  however,  oc,  au,  multiverse,  and  multimuse  friendly.  i  also  encourage  and  love  duplicates!

II. basic  rp  etiquette  applies.  don't  hound  me  for  replies,  don't  god  mod,  don't  be  a  dramamonger.  i'm  here  for  a  good  time.  dni  if  you  condone  the  standard  list  of  all  unsavory  items  (including  but  not  limited  to  pedophilia,  noncon,  etc).

III. i  stick  to  novella  in  replies  for  the  most  part.  i  have  a  tendency  to  let  my  words  get  away  from  me  and  know  it  can  become  a  lot  at  times.  i  don't  expect  word-count  for  word-count  matches,  and  quality  over  quantity  is  always  appreciated.  i  also  do  format  my  posts,  and  use  icons  on  occasion.  by  no  means  do  i  expect  the  same  of  my  partners.

IV. activity  is  extremely  sporadic.  this  isn't  my  main  blog  (for  now  tbh),  and  i  run  too  many  others  to  be  considered  wise.  unless  i  specifically  post  a  hiatus  notice,  however,  i  promise  i  will  return!  feel  free  to  poke  me  if  you're  craving  a  specific  reply.

V. this  blog  will  contain  NSFW  content, as i like to lean into gorou's more yokai-oriented characteristics.  all  NSFW  content  (smut,  violence,  drugs,  etc),  will  be  tagged  or  placed  under  a  read  more. this blog will contain mentions of mental health struggles and be tagged accordingly.

VI. to  that  end  -  PLEASE  DO  NOT  FOLLOW  ME  IF  YOU  ARE  A  MINOR.  do  not  perceive  this  blog.  if  you  follow  me  and  your  rules  do  not  list  your  age  at  the  very  least  as  being  18+,  i  will  soft  block  you.

VII. i  love  shipping.  it's  a  fascinating  character  study  and  provides  exceptional  character  development.  this  isn't  exclusive  to  romantic  ships,  either.  of  course,  i  ship  chemistry  and  plotting  first  and  foremost,  and  by  no  means  will  i  ever  ship  with  minor  muns/muses  -  nor  will  i  force  ships  upon  my  partner.

lastly  -  goose  here!  29  yrs  young  /  she/her  or  they/them  /  CST  --  i  play  on  both  asia/NA  so  feel  free  to  hit  me  up  if  you  ever  want  to  watch  me  find  new  and  unique  ways  to  kill  my  characters.

[juugas]

@1andoni: FIRST

a   half   aware   huff   leaves   him,   body   going   rigid   with   the   twitch   of   ears   and   swish   of   his   tail.   confusion   writes   it's   way   across   features,   fang   worrying   at   lower   lips   before   a   hand   hesitantly   raises   into   the   air.

"   i,   uh...   second?   "

[juugas]

for the longest time ive said “i’ll start playing genshin just to get him” well guess who’s back on rate-up, and guess who made an account today and then couldn’t beat enough of the tutorial to get the gacha currency to actually pull. and so still doesn’t have him

[juugas]

really quick gorou painting because it's his bday and I felt like drawing more of a landscape piece again but I have so little time!