#foxiams

[ricochetluv]

@foxiams : “ daddy ~ ” she practically sin-songs. after all, how could she miss a chance to sow chaos like so? paying for entertainment seemed logical.

𝐇𝐄'𝐒   𝐍𝐎𝐓   𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄   𝐈𝐅   𝐈𝐓'𝐒   𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑   crawling   it's   way   down   his   back   or   something   else   entirely,   but   regardless   the   words   have   the   merchant's   spine   going   ramrod   straight.   the   normal   lazy   regard   of   forest   green   eyes   split   wide   -   and   he   looks   down   at   the   foxian   -   really   looks,   as   if   trying   to   assess   the   probability   of   having   a   child   running   around   somewhere   that   he   didn't   know   about.

                         ...sampo   finds   the   stakes   a   little   too   high   for   his   liking.

he   clears   his   throat,   a   hand   fluttering   over   his   chest   then   in   typical,   rose-tinted   flourish.   

"   you   know   the   deal,   ma'am.   "   comes   his   bell-clear   tones,   pleasant   in   the   moonlight   hour.   that   hand   extends   out   to   her   then.   "   simple   pleasures   aren't   free.   pay   up,   and   don't   forget   the   12%   tax.   i'm   not   running   a   charity.   "

[riftzenith]

@foxiams : “ why do you look so guilty ? ”

𝐅𝐄𝐖   𝐈𝐍   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓   general   jing   yuan,   the   divine   foresight,   fears   the   wrath   of.   fewer   still   that   have   the   gumption   to   ask   him   such   questions   -   it   would   of   course,   be   lady   tingyun   who   does   so,   the   foxian's   good   cheer   and   gall   and   beauty   enough   to   charm   even   he...   among   other   things.   still,   the   question   has   him   staring   at   her,   the   arch   of   one   fine   brow   following   suit   as   he   tilts   his   head.   

pay   no   mind   to   the   way   he   licks   stickiness   from   his   bare   fingertips,   and   attempts   to   hide   the   sweet   glazed   stick   from   her   sights   -   that   had   definitely   not   contained   a   treat   intended   for   tingyun   and   had   yet   ended   up   in   jing   yuan's   mouth   instead.   "   no   reason   -   have   i   mentioned   you   look   extra   beautiful   today?   your   tail   is   quite   luscious   this   morning.   may   i   stroke   it?   "

[lianlong]

✧ WHICH RAGE LANGUAGE ARE YOU?

MEN, RAISE UP THE DRAW BRIDGE.ㅤㅤWhen you are angry, all your defenses go up. The unfortunate person that managed to piss you off is suddenly talking to a wall. On the inside, you are screaming and crying and cussing them out, but somehow you cannot express it. You are blank. Emotionless. To anyone's knowledge, you could be zoning out of a lecture. Because of this, it is hard to express how you are feeling when asked for your thoughts by the person who angered you. You choked your feelings down to retain your composure and now they will not come back up.

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[riftzenith]

@foxiams : *kisses jy on top of his head* general come home please 😔

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄   𝐈𝐒   𝐀   𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊,   𝐀   𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑   of   somnolent   lashes   across   the   strong   arch   of   his   cheeks   at   the   kiss   that   befalls   him.   jing   yuan   is   quite   suddenly   startled   from   his   work,   the   general's   hand   fumbling   upon   his   pen   -   as   he   tilts   his   head   to   register   the   sweet   and   slight   foxian   woman   before   him,   looking   for   all   the   world   a   mirthful   yet   supplicant   creature.   a   dark   brow   arches   upon   his   face,   and   jing   yuan   cannot   help   his   wry   amusement.   "   oh   please,   miss   tingyun.   you   can   do   better   than   that.   "

a   chuckle   bubbles   forth,   and   quick   as   lightning   he   is   leaning   forward.   fingers   hook   delicately   in   the   red   ribbon   about   her   neck,   and   with   gentleness   he   pulls   her   closer.   in   the   same   breath,   jing   yuan   leans   down,   pressing   their   lips   together   in   a   soft,   langurous   movement.   electricity   seems   to   buzz   in   the   air,   crackling   briefly   upon   both   sets   of   their   lips   -   enough   so   that   it   stills   jing   yuan   from   deepening   the   press   beyond   a   slight   nip   of   fangs   -   because   he's   pulling   back   with   a   bit   of   a   yelp   that   morphs   into   a   smirk.   "   there   now.   take   your   luck   and   run   with   it,   hm?   "

[ricochetluv]

@foxiams : ❛   hush

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆   𝐇𝐀𝐒   𝐈𝐓   𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍   𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐇𝐄'𝐒   afforded   himself   the   opportunity   of   being   away   -   no   longer   caged   to   the   frozen   wastes   of   belobog   and   the   class   divides   that   still   remained   in   the   wake   of   cocolia.   he's   known   and   seen   plenty,   certainly,   more   than   the   average   person   from-that-planet-he-definitely-is-absolutely-from,   but   there   is   nothing   quite   like   the   xianzhou   luofu   and   all   the   splendor   it   brings.   more   than   anything,   there   is   nothing   quite   like   the   profits   even   the   most   simple   of   items   here   will   turn   back   in   belobog,   or   the   profits   that   information   on   these...   zealous   immortals   could   turn   just   as   easily.   everything   was   sellable,   and   the   xianzhou   simply   further   proved   his   point.   

sampo   koski   was,   in   all   things,   extremely   good   at   what   he   did.   people,   no   matter   how   old,   were   puppets   to   be   manipulated,   and   his   foolish   and   cowardly   facade   worn   like   a   second   skin   that   had   melded   to   both   soul   and   personality.   but   he   was   smart,   wickedly   so,   and   always   -   almost   always,   was   he   the   fox   in   the   chicken   coop.   

but,   pun   fully   intended,   tingyun   was   whole-heartedly   in   the   process   of   outfoxing   him.   

he'd   been   in   the   process   of   rambling   -   a   standard   behavior,   for   the   merchant   and   mercenary,   affable   charms   in   full   swing   as   he   peered   down   into   the   warm   pools   of   his   opponent's   large   eyes   and   offered   her   his   most   winning   smile.   what   was   he   even   trying   to   buy?   he   doesn't   remember.   he   thinks   she   might   be   saying   something   though   -   ah!   no,   he's   being   silenced.

surprisingly,   he   shuts   up,   jaw   clamping   shut   in   the   wake   of   one   small   and   petite   finger   and   a   near   pout   permeating   the   handsome   lines   of   his   face.   "   but-   "   he   begins,   and   yet   finds   that   nagging   finger   staring   at   him   still,   so   sampo's   frown   deepens   -   before   he   sighs,   slouching   forward   in   defeat.   "   rude.   "   comes   his   irate   mumbling,   "   sampo   koski   speaks   only   words   of   wisdom   that   should   not   be   silenced.   "