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                   HC  POST.    /    @moondips​​​   ♥  *

crimson and yue are LONG-TIME friends.  he hasn’t seen yue in so long after falling from heaven , but when they reunited crimson was greeted with the biggest tackle of a hug in history.

yue braids crimson’s hair when he isn’t looking.

back when crimson could still turn into a dragon, yue would always just nuzzle himself against crimson’s scales and wings while he gave yue little ‘ boops ‘ from his nose.  lots of nose boops.

crimson :  this is my long - time friend, yue.  n _ n the tsukinos :   he’s like five what

yue comes over to the cafe a lot to see crimson and while he’s there sometimes he’ll interact with the tsukinos and slowly begin to understand why crimson adores them so much.

because crimson just has so much hair, yue would sometimes just,,,, sink into his hair when he hugs him from behind.

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ー    *    serirosea   .     ❣

                    @moondips     /     ♡  

❛         EH   ?         WHERE   HAVE   YOUR   INJURIES   GONE   ??      ❜               cradled   to   chest          ,          a   first - aid   kit                                                             seemingly    no   longer   required.          bewilderment   merely    capturing    visage          ,          pondering   whether   insanity   had   lastly   found   her   in   her    trials   of   sleep   deprivation.               ❛          i’m   sorry          ,          have   i   the    wrong   person   .   .   .   ?          ❜

                   there’s   a   visible   emergence   of  perplexity   ,     a   tip   of   head   indicating   his   confusion   at   the   unprompted   question   by   the   other    as   he   stares   down   at   the   medical   supplies   nestling   between   her   arms     .      ‘    as   you   can   see    ,   i’m   perfectly   alright    ,    though   i   do   appreciate   the   concern    .     do   i   resemble   an   acquaintance   ?    ’      ’    a   smile   plays    ,    but   glows   in   a   good   -   will    .    ‘    i’m   only   teasing    .    seeing   as   you   went   to   all   the   trouble   to   grab   this   for   me    …    i’ll   let   you   in   on   a   little   secret    .    ’    his   voice   drops   ,   beckoning   her   with   a   whisper    ,    gaze   glazed   with   an   enticing   twinkle     .       ‘    come   closer   ,    and   i’ll   tell   you    .    ’    

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ー    *    volucera   .     ❣

☀      ❛     —-  yue  ,  never  try  to  link  our  emotions  again  without  my  say  so.    ❜

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                    ‘    that   was     …   alright   .    that   was   my   fault    ,    and   i   admit   that   i   was   reckless   in   doing   that     .     ’    a    sigh    draws   from   his   frown    ,    there   were   no   excuses   for   his   hurried   actions     ,    stemming   from   a   moment   of   desperation   and   concern    —    his   wishes   were   none   but   a   hopeful   attempt   to   assist    .   head   hung    ,    he   mumbles   an   apology    .    ‘   i’m   sorry    .    ’

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ー    *    desmortis   .     ❣

        MOONDIPS        /        ♠        /        STARTER CALL

          ancient   /   fragments   ,   primordial   darkness   takes   the   form   of   a   scythe   ,         THAT   WHICH   HANDS   OUT   THE   SENTENCE   .         life   as   it   fractures   into   decay   left   little   opportunity   to   develop   bonds   beyond   the   superficial   ,   until   incarnation   of   fate   manifests                                putting   to   rest   loneliness   you   knew   by   name   .          a   humored   grin   envelops   ivory   maw   ,         “          oh   my   !          how   long   has   it   been   ?         ”          tongue   tuts   lightly   ,   ensnared   in   deep   thought         (         by   appearances   alone         )          as   a   single   digit   taps   again   chin   ,   you   know   the   day   he   abandoned   you         LIKE   A   VISCERAL   BURN  .         frame   at   rest   ,   idly   leaning   ‘pon   cane   that   doubles   as   your   weapon   of   mercy   ,          “          eighty-seven   years   now   ?          what   an   enigmatic   sight   for  weary   eyes   you   are   .   .   .          ”

                   it   would   take   the   sleuths   of    the   night   to   decrypt   the   grave   sores   that   plastered   beneath   the   grandeur   of   his   allure    .    the   moon   is   always   within   reach    ,    but   further   than   what   fingertips   can   reach   out   to   ripple   in   her   reflection   upon   waters    .     he   is   his   everyday   ,    his   solstice   and   his   eclipse    ,    an   emptiness   that   he   wakes   up   to     .    the   ivory   sparkles   when   his   lashes   flit    ,    guilt   stinging   his   vision    ,    but   hardly   enough   for   him   to   tears   his   gaze   away   from   the   sight   he’d   only   fixated   on   in   his   wishful   dreams    .   his    chest    drums    ,    an   aching   reminder   that   he’s   swallowing   nothing   but   regret    that   scorches   his   beating   heart    .     ‘   cyril    …   ’    a   name   he’s   rehearsed    hundreds   of   thousands   of   times    in   the   haze   of   his   mind   and   the   heat   of   his   body     ;      he   doesn’t   forget    to   smile    ,     ‘   you’re   back   .      i   thought   you   forgot   to   come   back     ,    that’s   cold    ,    you   left   me   for   so   long    .    ’     every   word   feels   like   acid   through   his   throat    and    silently    ,     he   begs   for   himself   to   choke   back   the  desperate   yearning   clawing   through   his   demeanour     .

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❛  𝐀𝐋𝐋  𝐈𝐓  𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒  𝐈𝐒  𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐁𝐀𝐃  𝐃𝐀𝐘.  ❜

indie,  private, selective  Keigo Takami, Hawks.  based  on  both  canon  and  personal  interpretation.  multi-ship,  oc  and  crossover  friendly. with  numerous  verses  (  including  kimetsu  no  yaiba  )  please  give  this  post  a  ❤  ／  ↻  if  you  are  interested  in  interacting  &  i’ll  be  sure  to  check  you  and  your  blog  out.

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YOU        ARE        THAT        WHICH        PROTECTS        HUMANITY  .        Hello    !    It’s    Yasu    back    with    another    mistake    !    Have    you    ever    wanted    to    befriend    a    literal    dead    girl    ?    Okay    ,    what    about    a    ‘  hopping    zombie  ‘    known    as    a    jiangshi    ?    Well    then    allow    me    to    introduce    to    you    SHAN    NING    ,    a    jiangshi    whose    role    is    to    protect    humanity    ,    to    be    their    sword    &    shield  .            PLEASE    GIVE    THIS    A    LIKE    OR    REBLOG    (    preferred    )    IF    YOU’D    BE    WILLING    TO    INTERACT    WITH    AN    ORIGINAL    CHARACTER    FOR    AN    ORIGINAL    CANON  .

personals    /    non  rp    blogs    do    not    touch  .

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shioreta asked : she simply hands him a flower with a smile akin to spring’s first breath.

(  unprompted !   /  @wieldbrave​  )

                   mornings   are   the   way   his   breath   falls   short   to   catch   the   crisp   air   that   courses   past   his   fingers   when   he   reaches   out   to   grasp   at   fleeting   seconds    .    he   can   never   truly   fall   into   sync  with   time    ,    for   his   purpose   entirely   was   to   battle   against   its   flow    .    hence   the   flower   reminds   him   of   new   beginnings    ,    blooming   in   his   hands   that   are   now   capable   of   containing   much   more   than   woeful   tears    .     he   wears   tragedy   like   an   armour    ,    hardly   enough   to   contain   gloom   that   seep   through   the   crevices   of   feeble   bolts    .    but   a   smile   simmers   at   his   lips    ,    warding   away   the   devil’s   fiends   that   threaten   to   take   everything   away   from   them   again    .    she’s   winter’s   first   love    ,    enough   for   the   cold   to   risk    its   all    .         ‘   kochou   -   san    .    you’re   as   beautiful   as   ever    .    ’

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ALSO    @wraithery  /  @moondips   BECAUSE    JUNE    IS    A    WHOLE    DAMN    BLESSING    !!!!!!!!    DO    NOT    MISTREAT    YOURSELF    BY    MISSING    OUT    ON    BEST    BEAN

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just checking that @slayeviil is having a great day today because i’m truly ready to fight the universe for yasu 

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ok so if anyone would like to plot . please like this post ! :-)

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wieldbrave asked : ❝ i am here at oyakata-sama’s request. ❞ giyuu explains softly as he drops to a kneel before the high priest, bowing his head out of respect. he loathes to speak more than strictly necessary, each word a leaden weight on his tongue as he forces his voice past his lips in a flat tone, ❝ he has reason to believe that kibutsuji muzan has come close to discovering your location & may send one of the upper moons to dispatch you. my goal is to prevent that. ❞

(  unprompted !   /  @wieldbrave​  )

the   rustle   of   the   shoji   always   delights   him    ,    reminds   him   to   not   glance   too   heartily   towards   the   slit   that   lets   in   a   meek   draft   to   caress   his   weeping   locks   .    though   every   visit   continually   end   in   solemn   exchanges   of   his   wistful   advices    ,    visitors   bring   him   their   earnest   company    ,    and   the   recollection   that   he   is   but   one   of   many   in   this   vicious   world    .    it’s    almost    a   childish  yearn   that    he    no   longer    holds    the    key    to     ,    a    luxury    everyone    has   cast    aside   .    though   he   conceals   it   through   the   flit    of    lashes   ,    gaze   attaching   unwaveringly   to   the   stoneware   cup   in   his   palms    ,   he   has   long   sensed   the   arrival   of   another    ,    who’s    shadow    now   dims   over   the   delicate   screens     .     however   ,    he   bides   for   his    attendant    to    finish    before   he   offers    a    motion    of    sleeves    ,     allowing   glances    to   finally   anticipate   his   guest    .

the   other’s    identity    surprises    him     ,    no   one    unfamiliar     ,     but    not   one    that    he   would   ever    consider   a   common   visitor    .    he    recognises    him    upon   first    glimpse    ,    a    head    of   ink   locks   bundled   carelessly    ,    the   silencing   aura   that   lulls   to   the   still   air   draping   over   his   burdened   shoulders     .    he   has   never   forgotten   about   this   quiet   man   since   their   first   encounters    .    the   way   he   begins   his   words   remind   him   of   a   sheathed    blade    ,    sharp    but   veiled   in   the   shadows    ,    a   soundless   accompaniment   that   threatens   to   protect    .    yue   finds   himself   intrigued    ,    perhaps   for   several   seconds   too    long    ,   by   the   other’s   resolute   stance    .    he   stifles   a   chuckle    ,     not   wanting   to   ripple   the   suggested   formalities   that   was   to   be   exchanged    .    he   doesn’t   doubt   oyakata  -  sama’s   decision   to   send   the   water   pillar   over   to   him   .    after   all   ,    that   person   has   always   had   everything   weaved   so   impossibly   perfect    ,    so   much   that   yue   doubts   his   own   abilities   before   the   other’s   plans    .    

the   gleaming   robes   reflect   light   with   the   slightest   movement    as   he   gestures   at   the   other    ,    tender   sentiments   coursing   around   his   fingertips    ,    gentle   gaze   settling   upon   him    .        ‘     it’s   been   a   while     ,     tomioka   -   san    ,    ’       he   begins    ,    voice   coated   with   the   glaze   of   melting   gold    ,   eyes   nothing   dimmer   than   a   moon’s   luminous   kiss    when   he   smiles    .      ‘    please    ,    forgo   the   formalities    .     ’       there   isn’t   a   single   falter   in   the   way   elegance   in   presented    ,   the   news    ,    though   unforeseen    by   himself    ,   does   not   startle   nor   surprise   him    .        ‘    i   suppose   it   was   only   a   matter   of   time   .    i   do   not   fear   death   ,    but   i   do   fear   even   the   slightest   of   oyakata   -   sama’s    reprimand    .     ’     the   light   -   hearted   joke   comes   naturally    ,    and   bounces   off   the   stoic   response   of   the   other   .    yue   doesn’t   mind    ,   but   instead   gestures   at   the   tea   he   sets   down   slowly    .      ‘    i   trust   you    ,   tomioka    -   san    .    please   come   in   and   take   a   seat    ,   if   possible    ,    i’d   like   to   get   to   know   you   better    .    ’

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“Lunar”

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an independent fe3h original character————–——    featuring carlyle  ,   an ex - heir apparent devoted to the church  .   may be canon divergent in specific cases  .   themes of death  ,  faith   /   religion  ,   grief  ,   skewed moralities  ,  blood  ,   &   other potentially dark material will be present        (   &   tagged in excess   )        on this blog  .   please follow with caution  .  LIKE   /   REBLOG this   &   i’ll check out your blog   !   written by starr .

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CHARACTER OUTLINE:

FULL NAME :   yue lao xin jun  NICKNAME :   yue , yue lao , yue jun . 

╳   FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgemental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

♔   STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | beach combing | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing

tagged by:  @fahuo  /  thank you nickie !!!!!!  now tagging: @saeiqas , @rapturefell , @lotuskept , @demisurge / @laewulf , @fauxphase , @slayeviil , @scorciare , @somniatcr , @believinghxpe + whoever ! i’d love to read all about your muses ! 

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                     the    combination    of    morning   air    and    comforting    tranquility    becomes    the    catalyst    for   elation    to      settle     in    with    every    breath     that     he    doesn’t    forget    to    take     in     .    the    scent    of    wisteria    caresses    tenderly     ,     and    reminds    him    of    the    hurried    figure    that    he    can    only    ever    catch     a     vanishing    glimpse    of     .     the    thought     harries     his     attention    ,    and    takes    him    like    a    charm    .     before    long     ,     he’s    peering    at    the    same    silhouette    meandering     through    hanging    wisteria    ,    nerves   tugging   at    his    conscience     .     he    feels    guilty   for    peeking    ,     uncertain    of    what   frightens    the    other    so    much    about    him     but    compelled     by    a   determination   to    attempt    another    conversation     ,     he   debates   revealing    himself    .    perhaps    graced    by    a    sign    of    fate     ,    elegance    betrays    him   ,    as    his   anxious   shuffle   resonates    an    alarming    creak    of    floorboards    that    startles    him    ,    delicate    frame    stumbling    against   the    pillars    that   he   rests    against      .    shame     dusts    his    cheeks    in     a    soft    reflection    of    dawn’s   light    and    he   picks    himself    up     in    haste    and   grasps    at    the   robes    gathering    at    his     sleeves    when     their     eyes    meet     .    “    i    don’t    mean    to    intrude    —      …     i    apologise    !    i’ll     …   take    my    leave     now    .    ”  

@rapturefell    /    ily