#halcyoniics

[liveshauntedmoved]

NEW YEARS KISS @halcyoniics | accepting

Getting a bit drunk was what you were suppose to do on New Years right? Who knows, but it's what he's seen in the past from his parents and past New Years parties he had found himself at while in high school - so, yeah he, himself, has had a few drinks as he has been chatting with those around him. The chatter dying off as it gets closer and closer to ringing in that New Year. Steve could see people paring off, most likely wanting that Midnight Kiss with their special someone. Steve didn't have someone - but, he kind felt like having something so stupidly cliched as a kiss at midnight to ring in the New Year, and well, as the counting down began he grabbed hold of Maya, pulling her close - letting a maybe slightly drunken smile before leaning in and kissing her. Now - he won't lie - the thought of kissing Maya has crossed his mind from time to time ; but he's never acted on it, not wanting to ruin the friendship he has going with her. So, if he has too, he'll blame it on the alcohol and move on ; just happy that he got to get one kiss from her, even if it was while a bit drunk.

[spcrboy]

@halcyoniics (GAR) || liked.

»» ──────ஓ๑⚛︎๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ some company? ❞

[jaesntdd]

@halcyoniics (GAR) || liked.

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ❝ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ you could use some mario kart. ❞

[phantomguitar]

@halcyoniics​ whispered:  Trick or Treat!  🎃 (for julie or alex)

( here u go friend, have a julie-themed blog promo!!! c: )

[detectiveconnor]

hi! we’ve been following each other for a while, and i just wanted to stop by and say that i really do enjoy seeing you on my dash. the way you talk about connor, diving into his deepest thoughts, paying attention to the finest of details.. it’s really interesting. i don’t know much about DBH, but i’d actually love to get into it a lot more thanks to you and connor. you’re awesome, keep doing what you’re doing ❤️

beep beep how's my portrayal?

hello omg! thank you so much, I did not know you didn't know much about dbh but 👀👀 i have seen you around the dash and have been buzzing with 'i like this person' energy. I really enjoy reading snippets of your writing when i come across them especially!!! the way you vary sentence structure which. i realise is very specific but I try to give specific compliments when I have them and ksdjgldfsjh you vary really well. i am excited to maybe write with you one day or alternatively to just hang out and admire each other quietly on the dash ❤️💞

[antihcroes]

@halcyoniics liked for a starter!

fiona's looking down, slight frown formed on her face as she sits deep in thought. at the other's presence, she looks up a little - sigh escaping. "you ever think about doing something, but you're not really sure if it's the right choice ... even if there's a lot of shit saying that it is?" the question almost comes seemingly out of nowhere, and it's a lot to greet someone with. but she needs some kind of answer, and if she talks to anyone else, she already knows what they'll say when she tells them what's on her mind.

[midxnights]

@halcyoniics​ liked for a midnights starter!

high infidelity 

“i didn’t know you were keeping count.”

[tanzoshi]

@halcyonies​​ replied  ;  awkward hug for shoku after another battle 🥺👉👈  /  from:  𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 ! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 ?

         she was like an angel.  was the first and only thought that crossed his tired mind as the melody of her voice softly ceased playing and the dull sound of rain replaced it instead.  It was in the midst of the despairing sight left after their last battle and the absence of her voice that he found himself thinking about her, almost involuntarily, unconciously even- almost like how a writer would find themselves constantly thinking about words and imaginary to incorporate into their poems even when outside of their home.  It was despite the red that tainted the battlefield and the relief of some soldiers that today, they’ve been able to stand up once again, that he found himself thinking about the most trivial of things—  about her wing shaped ears; and how vibrant the shades of green on them were, and of how much they reminded him of the leaves of orange trees— the ones that bloomed in mid-spring from where he came from; and what a coincidence that whenever spring came, small white flowers blossomed all around the trees as well, with a soft shade that reminded him of her hair as well. Orange blossoms were used in perfumes, and for a few seconds, he thinks about the idea- about how perhaps in a different life, or a different time, he would have enjoyed making a perfume for her with them, for those little flowers were often associated with good fortune, and how curious it was that they reminded him of her, as good fortune was something he believed she brought each time they had to leave to the battlefield, for her presence was always a comfort, yet at the same time a worry; a worry that each time an expedition was made, there was always the lingering chance that something could happen to her, and that he would not be there to be of help. 

That was in fact, perhaps his biggest fear.

She loved greatly,  that was another thing he’s been able to notice when it came down to her, so much to the point that it sometimes reached a dangerous edge, one where her own well being was put in play, a thing that occasionally worried him, for he could not help but think about how war also affected her as well as she accompanied them on each and every single campaign, and how despite all, she carried so much of everyone’s sorrows on her shoulders alone, that besides expectations, for her voice was perhaps their only advantage when it came down the facing the darkness.

In such a way, Shokudaikiri found himself so lost in thought that by the time her arms unexpectedly embraced him, it took him a good couple of seconds to notice the gentle embrace, be it because of how sore his body felt or because of the fact that this might have been the very first hug he’s actually ever received- the answer was never delivered as his body tensed for a moment and golden eyes followed down the direction of.....

....Green?

With bright golden eyes now recognizing that this was none other than the one who’s been occupying his thoughts earlier, his shoulders unconciously find themselves dropping a little, something that brough a small hint of discomfort as his wounds were still open and untreated, yet this little sting of pain mattered little as it soon became overwhelmed by a strange sense of joy; joy and relief that upon seeing that Kinnara was there, and that she seemed okay.  Glancing down at the top of her head, he opens his mouth for a moment, almost as if wanting to say something- ask something, ask if she truly was okay, but none of this manages to manifest as he notices her grip becomes a little tighter- and it brings him to burst in laughter despite how she was pressing exactly on an area where he’s received damage- that? it didn’t quite matter, as the scene was now simply too amusing for him to think about anything else but her. 

Despite never having been hugged before, Shokudaikiri wasn’t oblivious to the existence of them, so it is once he regains his senses that his arms are wrapped back around her in return, with a joy that was so tangible that it even brought him to lift her up a little in between his arms.

Later would he recall on his diary that It felt like hugging the sun, like hugging a gentle breeze, and for a small moment, it felt as if there was no more darkness.

❝ Thank you .❞  His tired voice now grows quiet yet gentle, almost as if it was meant just for her to hear.  ❝ ...You outdid yourself again haven’t you?❞  and a pause follows by, his tone carrying a sense of genuine concern as his voice drops and his hold grows a little tighter.  ❝ ... please, take care of yourself .. ❞

[liveshauntedmoved]

❝ i’m fine, you guys don’t have to fuss over me.  ❞ | @halcyoniics | meme [ accepting ]

Storm let out a small huff, crossing his arms against his chest ; she really is Andy's sister and it's very much clear to Storm in moments like this. "Too fucking bad Evanie. I fuss over people I care about, and people that the people I care about care about. You are under both of those - so, please stop lying," Storm says, "You don't need to pretend you are fine, not to me." He wants to say, not to Andy too - but, he doesn't think that would work in this situation - so, he doesn't. "You can ask for help, you know that right."

[skkunkk]

@halcyonies gets a starter !!  

  shaky hands run through bleached locks as skunk paces back and forth down the sidewalk.  a loud sigh passes his lips, and that’s when he notices someone walking towards him.  he rushes over, hands waving as he speaks.  “ ‘scuse me miss!!  have you seen an opossum runnin’ ‘round here??  her names tofu, she’s my daughter.  well ... you know.  she got a lil too far away from home last night, haven’t been able to keep track of her.” 

[jaesntdd]

@halcyoniics whispered: [ brush ] — sender brushes along an exposed part of receiver’s bare skin (just think a gentle brush of his fingers against jason’s arm-) - gar

»» ──────ஓ๑⚔︎๑ஓ ────── «« ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇᴀꜱʏ for him to just slip into the numbness that his mind gave him whenever he sat anywhere near a window. it was particularly difficult to break him out of it, seeing as near every time he looked out one, he was almost instantaneously brought back to the time he fell, seemingly endlessly, waiting for his body to hit the ground, for the light to TRICKLE away. he found that touch was the only way to ground him, to bring him back to reality, and it seemed as though gar caught onto that, with the way he gently brushed against his arm. it was sudden, and it snapped him out of the vision, but he still flinched away, blinking away the residual flashes of stories and windows that danced across his vision. ❝ ... what ... what do you want ... ? ❞

[phantomguitar]

@halcyoniics​ whispered:  ◇ - hiii lol

( hey friend! hope you had a nice day uwu let me know if you ever want to discuss anything c: )

[zorkaya-moved]

Plumed audits wiggle with evident amusement whilst Kinnara cradles her visage into the warmth of her palms ; she has always enjoyed the self - gratifying sensation that came from teaching the basic notions of her celestial music to those willing to listen and seeing how fast her new "student" was learning every single technique and every single movement literally filled her heart with immeasurable glee. ❛ This is good, really good! You will be able to play on your own very soon. ❜ A pause, head slightly canting to one side. ❛ I hope I'm not prying too much, but... Is there someone you think about while you play or sing? ❜ (for obey me!zarina 👀)

@halcyonies

Music is a balm for the soul, a delightful soothing hobby that continues to help one remain the present, remain human, be here. The music makes life become just a bit more beautiful. Maybe not people,  but the landscapes and the art has always been delightful to look at. As much as the cynic within her lived and bloomed in monochrome colors, her enjoyment of others things within the world were not duller and not worse off. The studying given by the angelic beauty would be taken with appreciation, even if she did not trust anyone who seemed so holy and good. Simeon and Raphael were those who she did not trust as much solely because they seemed far faker than the demons who were presenting the sins that in the Bible were told to make Adam and Eve fall off from God's grace. The fruit of knowledge consumed and the punishment to Eve was granted… Since then, religion would deem so many women witches, seductresses, evil if they do not obey. It sickens her, but she would continue the lessons while thinking about those who truly matter: her family. Perhaps, celestial music might be a fun one for them to hear and indulge in if they wish for it. Music was music, its divine quality had never disappeared, but it was a new skill that she was grasping onto quite fast. Studying and learning were her forte, easy to grasp and adapt. The ‘genius’ title for the twins wasn’t just for show and spoken out of spoiled nature.  

Kinnara’s glow of excitement isn’t ignored, but it’s carefully set away to not mess with the concentration. As much as she feels proud to learn such delicate songs and techniques, one must not held their nose too high or they will eventually set themselves for downfall. This is why they said pride was the downfall of Lucifer. Pride always sets others on the path of downfall, be it short path or a long path, but downfall would eventually come. It makes sense, but Kinnara makes it seem like learning such melodies is far more than just a teacher being happy with a student. It seems that these techniques and songs are more intimate to her personality and her soul rather than just a wish to extend the craft. The look in her eyes is gleaming, her smile makes it quite obvious that she is happy because she sees that these skills would continue on one way or another. With such a teacher, learning craft certainly becomes a more enjoyable thing. She always liked artists, they saw the world differently and they were devoting themselves to craft. A beautiful and pristine path, not many would be able to follow it through but those who could were worthy of respect and praise. 

That is why she decided to answer the question with honesty while continuing to try to create new melodies. 

“ My family, ” she responds rather shortly but with a small, soft smile on her face. “ My brothers, my mother, my father, my grandparents. All of them, I miss dearly. They are the sole reason I even stepped onto the path I am on now, the reason I am doing my best to survive here is to see them again. ” 

But still, her pride did not allow her to beg to go home. It would show weakness; thus, she would be resilient and adaptable. Perhaps, Kinnara would understand the longing for family. Or maybe not. She didn’t know the other too well yet. 

“ What about you? What do you think about when you play these songs? Judging by your words, your teaching, and your expressions, it must be something close to your heart, too. ”

[souldivine]

attempting to set up this blog as we speak, bare with, we're making a comeback y'all

[halcyoniics]

queued a couple more replies, going to play animal crossing now <3

[tanzoshi]

@halcyonies​​ said ; i need shoku to know that i love and appreciate him so much!!!! (is this ic or ooc no one knows)  /  𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

        No way— Could this be... !? Is this what he thinks it is...!?  ❝ —A note ... ? ❞  Did he just get his very first secret admirer !? It must have been because of that other day— ....certainly! When he gutted those fishes for dinner- he totally looked so cool ! he even ended up being proud of his own well done job ! or mayhaps it happened during the last harvest- he was carrying all those boxes on his own without breaking a sweat, all while wearing black despite of the heat ! not many swords could do that- not as cool as how he did at least-

With his heart beating with excitement, he carefully unfolds the small letter as he begins to daydream imagine the kind of words that were written on it; ‘Oh Shokudaikiri you are so cool and strong!’ , ‘I admire you!’ , ‘I would love to learn cooking from you!’ , ‘your soup from the other day was delicious!’ ; there were simply so many posibilities ! but he was sure that none of them would be as great as the actual content of the letter he was about to read;

        ‘I need shoku to know that i love and appreciate him so much!!!!’

Love....? appreciation ...!? Was this.... This wasn’t just a simple admirer.... This was a confession letter!? He’s definitely seen this before- he’s even read about it on a magazine as well! With his cheeks now acquiring a peculiar shade of red, he cleared his throat and fixed his already neatly tied necktie, an habit he used to do when he was nervous, before folding back the small letter and tugging it inside the right pocket of his suit..... Where his heart beated, of course ( in his mind, this certainly sounded cool ) . Clenching a hand into a tight fist, a new sense of determination was now shining all around him as he pridefully declared; 

 ❝ —Worry not my brave admirer !! Your fearless prince shall keep working hard to honor your purest of feelings! ❞ He’s completely lost the point of the letter!!