#dayrisen

[maledictus-maleficus]

@dayrisen sent: koto bites him ! ↳ UNPROMPTED | always accepting!

        The sharp glint of a fang is the only warning she receives before he BITES back. 

[xamassed]

⟬ @dayrisen ⟭

koto gently bites itto's cheek !

He wanted to finish his well-deserved snack, but before he could sink his teeth in for another bite, Koto dug hers into his cheek. It only barely stung, the surprise of it more shocking than her pointed teeth nearly breaking skin.

"You're bitin' people now? The hell is goin' on with you lately?" He rubbed at his cheek, the skin growing flush over time. "Huggin' on me all the time, always touchin' my horns and now ya can't even keep your mouth off'a me."

Vaguely, he recalled his boys making comments about how 'strange' the two of them had been, yet it wasn't until now that he realized what they meant. On the other hand, he couldn't believe that she had ulterior motives for her affections. She liked to bite, that was all.

Right? Psh. Right. Totally. Hell, there were times when he felt his oni blood boil and had the resist the urge to nibble on her himself.

Doubt meant deflection, so he resorted to the usual tactics: teasing. It was the simplest way to test the waters, and he was certain she would reel once he did.

"Almost like you're in love with me now." He shoved his snack into his mouth and let out an obnoxious laugh. "Not that I can blame ya! I am pretty great, y'know."

[hehosts]

👃 what do you think you'd do for koto ? uwus

top wash of light fresh cotton — for her clothes, naturally

top notes of mountain air and lily — mountain air just felt aesthetically fitting to the environment and the verses i’m aware of, as well as expansive, while the lily is used for death while being a subtle floral.

base notes of osmanthus, lotus blossom, red poppy, and azalea — all rich florals in their own right, all following a very peachy-red theme. osmanthus is a very juicy, peachy floral, and symbolizes true love and faithfulness (among other things). lotus blossoms primarily for rebirth and creation / the human experience. red poppy for remembrance and hope for a peaceful future. azalea for its significance towards abundance.

bottom notes of green tea, bamboo, cypress, and pine needle — all environmental and/or skewed to her as a fighter. cypress in particular means mourning, and has ties to death and the underworld.

bottom wash of carnation, white tea, and white orchid — carnations are everything from a mother’s undying love to good luck and prosperity to devotion, love, and fascination. white tea is a soft, uplifting to scent to compliment its florals. white orchids symbolize reverence, grace, and humility, as well as being a clean floral.

@dayrisen asked me to make their muse a scent!

[guhamun]

@dayrisen said (inbox):

❛❛ Why are you so pretty ? ❜❜ Koto, dazed, an idiot, simply speaks this onto Kyojuro before turning bright red & looking away. ❛❛ I - I mean ---- I ---- Look, a bird ! ❜❜

     ❝...?❞ Did Koto call him pretty? He blinked, confused and uncertain he had heard what he thought he heard. However, he couldn't really think of anything else her words could be taken for, and so, he laughed gently, looking off into the direction that she did if only to spare Koto further embarrassment. His eyes fell upon a bird sitting on a branch, happily chirping away before he spoke. ❝A very pretty bird indeed, although I think the bird beside me is just as pretty.❞

[moeyoken]

ENJEEEEEE !!!!!

// HIII! so sorry for the delay, i hope you've been well ;;

@dayrisen

[mellodiies]

@dayrisen    ..   [ ᴷᴼᵀᴼ ] inquired  :   “ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ” surprise mello cup your gift is koto putting her chin in your hands. ♡ [ closed. ]

he sighs, almost disagreeing before he peered upon her face. staring up at him in anticipation as if she were wishing onba star. ( hopeful: for his response. ) a scarlet taps his cheeks, kissing them in the bashful embarrassment. if asked about it he'd blame the wind from atop the woman's balcony. eyes shut fully allowing his shoulders to untense as his breathing slows. a sign of trust. even if the description made him sound like a stray.

eyes open when he feels weight — peering down to the face set comfortably in his hands. she was a gem. with her attention he felt like the richest man in the world. “ your cheeks are cold koto. i think you're finally turning into stone. ” smirk grows. but the fond look stays plastered across his features. fingers gently cupping before successfully squishing the woman's cheeks. there were plenty of things he didn't feel he deserved. koto was nine of those ten things. his fingertips move to map out every inch of her skin. the blond would not forget her face. even if he didn't recognize his own reflection. mello was certain.

hands fall away before fingertips press against her forehead — playfully flicking the skin. “ alright thats enough, i know you're gonna sneeze in my face again. ” a heart was frantically beating around in his chest. slamming against his ribcage like a caged bird. perhaps he was wrong before—- no he knows he was now. the most intense feeling he'd ever felt was love. and his love for koto went deeper then the blood that swam through his veins.

[ardenssolis]

@dayrisen said (inbox):

koto bites his hand & then his arm & finally, bites him right on the cheek !

LIFTS KOTO UP AND shakes her around by the scruff -- then hurls her into the horizon like a football. Fly free, Koto. Fly free. Meanwhile, he will return to what he had been doing before the rude interruption.

[darabeatha]

@dayrisen ; 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

❝ There you go, please be wary miss Koto, they came fresh from the oven so they might be a bit hot, if you could wait for a little while- ❞ As he bends down a bit to place the trail in front of Koto, the poor straps from his apron that were clinging to the fabric for their dear life finally POP shooting one of the buttons like a projectile right at Koto's forehead

❝ K-KOTO ...!! ❞

[xamassed]

⟬ @dayrisen ⟭

There's a long pause from the one covering his eyes, the wind whispers, the clouds shift, the day burns & suddenly, she removes her hands & moves to bite his hand ! Puffing her cheeks out as she does so, Koto grabs Itto's bitten hand & pouts up at him. ❛❛ I don't have little baby hands ! You're just a giant ! I'll bite you again, Itto - kun ! ❜❜ [ i had to add to the chaos ]

Whoever it happened to be, he did not expect them to bite him. Teeth sink in, not enough to break skin and draw blood but enough to cause a sting and turn him around to her. "Hey, the hell are ya bitin' me for?!"

Bright, crimson eyes grew wide. Oh. She did not look happy, which made him quickly reconsider telling her that her pout made her look more adorable than intimidating. But while he wouldn't outright say it, he did think that enduring her biting had earned him a few more rounds of teasing.

"Psh, again? Didn't even feel like a bite the first time. Might be 'cause ya got baby teeth to go with those baby hands, huh?"

"Get'cha teeth like this," bragged the oni as he dragged his tongue against his inhumanly sharp canines, "and we'll talk."

[illholy]

Kiths u

me, when i get a kisshy kishh from my tumblr fave :

[guhamun]

@dayrisen said (inbox):

She appears behind Jianyu & leans in before biting him on the throat ! Revenge for biting her. Now she'll just giggle innocently like she's done no wrong.

HE GRUNTED, TAKEN ABACK by the bite to his throat and uncertain as to how he was even supposed to proceed from here. He had never been in this…kind of…position before. Not like this at least. Was…Was Koto trying to tell him something with this gesture? He wasn’t terrible at reading others; however, this was an entirely…well – bizarre situation. It took a while for him to snap out of his stupor, but when he did, he reached out to tug Koto closer, leaning in so lips pressed against her neck as he growled deeply before he spoke. ❝Do you want me to show you what a real bite is?❞ Whether that was a warning or otherwise was up to interpretation.  

[attroxx]

❛ @dayrisen said . . . ❛ you look so precious when you're needy. ❜ local crane kisses vampire silly more at 5 ❜

𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐆, 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍. she's seated fully in his lap, his hands on her hips to steady not just her but himself. she had a thing about kissing him, wanting him to be so out of breath he was on the verge of passing out . . . and who was he to say no ? but each session leaves dante begging for more. it's never enough. hips threaten to buck into her but he controls himself, instead a whine sounding from the back of his throat.

❛ you always . . . do this. ❜ the vampire whines, forehead now resting on her shoulder as he attempts to catch his breath. it's downright unfair the grip she has on his entire being, his soul. how could a human manage such a thing ? but she had. claws run down her back but gently so. ❛ i've . . . i've been good, my love. ❜ dante was always as good as he could possibly be for her, it's what she deserves after all. fangs dance across her skin, wanting to get a noise out of her in return. dante can't be the only one making pretty noises, can he ?

praise kink meme. ― accepting.

[ardenssolis]

@dayrisen said (inbox):

[ kingdom au ! ] ❛❛ You are excused. ❜❜ The servants that had accompanied her bow, heads lowered as bodies shift back, scuttling aside at her sole demand before they turn & empty the room, leaving two behind ; him & her. Palms carry themselves quietly, one arm heavy laid with a wrap, long tresses nearly touching tile as she approaches him, warmth laying within her features. She reaches upward, palm threading to gently touch his cheek ----- It seems so quick, the pace of the world since Seti has went onto the next, leaving his son with shoulders of Atlas. No longer, no longer, neither of them stand here as children anymore. For a moment, she remains silent, simply staring into the golden rays before fingers shift, tenderly taking the wrap 'pon her arm & shifting it outward, threading it 'pon his shoulders. Sayagata ----- the treasured pattern, may his reign be blessed. As she stands, 'pon the edges of feet, adjusting the wrap, hands shift to gently tug him close, against her shoulder. ❛❛ It fits you well. I'm glad I decided to make it. ❜❜ Voice soft, barely above a whisper, she remains there for but a moment, placing within the embrace all affection & care, fingers thrum through umber earth. Soon, she departs, gaze lifting 'pon the new ruler. Palm shifts outward, offering for him to rest his hand atop her own. ❛❛ If you have a moment, care to join me for tea in the garden ? I think it would be best for you to try & relax for just a moment if it's possible. ❜❜ A quiet & wordless ; ' I am here. '

      OZYMANDIAS HAD BEEN PREPPED since the moment he was born for the role of a ruler, and yet, when that day finally came to pass, he felt…at a loss. His mother often assisted him, granting what wisdom she had when he needed it, but at the end of the day, she too would not be there forever. Kingdoms rose and fell based on the choices of whoever sat upon the throne, and thus, whenever he pondered that train of thought, his unease only grew. What if he was the one who brought everything to ruin? What if he walked a path that only made his people come to curse his name for all his failings? That was a though that came to him whenever he was able to sit quietly out of sight of others, and though he knew his father would tell him to lift his head and walk forward rather than mulling over a future that has not come to pass…that sometimes, was easier said than done. Thus, when an invitation from Koto came from him to visit her homeland, despite how rare it was for kings of his nation to ever take their leave of this great land of burning sands and vast mountains, he did not hesitate to accept.

     It would be a reprieve.

     Lifting his hand, he allowed fingers to brush against the Sayagata he had been given, the pattern just as beautiful as everything else he had seen since coming to this land. ❝You did not have to make such a thing for me.❞ He said this, but he knew Koto far too well. After all, they had known one another since they were children. If Koto wanted to do something, she would do it. Such was simply her nature. ❝Although, ❞ he continued, lips curling just slightly at the ends – only slight, ❝I suppose there is little point in telling someone as stubborn as you that.❞ Soon pulled into her arms, he was taken aback for a moment, but it did not take him long to just as gently return that embrace. Ah, he didn’t realize how much he had missed Koto. Being a king was lonely. When she pulled away and offered her hand, he took it. ❝…I would not turn down tea. Thank you, Koto.❞

[kinglyisms]

♚ — @dayrisen. Small Starter. Random generated muse: 1 Hiroki.

"...do you need directions on where to buy shoes?"

[mythcaels]

 *  ― Send ✂️ to catch my muse in tears ( @dayrisen asked : ✂️ koto & draven ? who must she murder ? )

He  finds  himself  out  in  the  rain  every  single  time  that  emotions  become  too  much  for  him  (  which  is  rather  rare  but  they  do  happen  as  he  is  human  at  his  core  ).  Tears  only  ever  seem  to  fall  when  they  easily  blend  in  with  the  rain.  One  might  assume  he's  out  to  hide  his  tears  and  say  it  is  just  the  rain  to  which  one  might  be  right.  One  might  also  assume  he's  simply  ashamed  of  crying  in  front  of  another  and  knows  that  others  usually  wont  venture  out  into  pouring  rain  much  like  he  would  to  which  one  might  be  right  about  that  too.  Yet,  one  might  also  assume  that  he  doesn't  realize  he  wants  to  cry  until  he's  standing  out  in  the  rain  staring  up  at  the  darkened  clouds  above  him  and  something  seems  to  break  inside. 

Inky  tresses  are  weighted  down  by  the  rain,  the  kimono  that  a  certain  woman  had  told  him  he'd  look  wonderful  in  was  also  weighted  down  by  the  rain  for  that  matter  and  his  skin  was  awfully  cold  to  the  touch  at  this  point.  Blood  colored  eyes  are  duller  with  sad  emotions  that  swim  in  them,  appearing  to  match  a  color  of  wine  he  likes  to  partake  in  from  time  to  time  now  instead  (  they've  lost  that  spark  for  the  moment  ). 

Suddenly  there's  a  burst  of  warmth  in  his  hands,  it  makes  him  blink  and  tilt  his  head  down  (  it  makes  fresh  tears  tumble  down  his  cheeks  ).  That  warmth  seems  to  leave  his  hands,  instead  settles  on  either  side  of  his  face  and  seems  to  pull  him  down  down  down  to  her  level  like  she's  trying  to  figure  out  if  she  is  seeing  rain  drip  down  his  face  from  his  inky  bangs  or  if  these  really  are  tears  (  her  eyes  are  so  full  of  fire  always  and  seem  to  soften  but  also  hold  anger  right  there  at  the  same  time  ). 

❛  Koto  .  .  .  ❜  Voice  comes  out  hoarse  as  form  seems  to  tremble,  which  he's  suddenly  aware  of  but  who  knows  how  long  he's  been  out  in  this  pouring  rain.  ❛  I'm  cold.  ❜  He's  naturally  a  cold  man  in  general  based  on  personality  but  he  means  this  in  the  most  literal  sense,  he's  cold  and  his  heart  hurts  in  a  way  he  doesn't  understand.  He  never  understood  the  sensation  of  sadness  and  grief  well  (  much  like  he  didn't  understand  most  emotions  somedays  besides  anger,  amusement  or  boredom  ). 

[guhamun]

@dayrisen said (inbox):

when are we going on a date jianyu huh when

❝WHY NOT RIGHT NOW?❞