#kiriisu

[lunaetis]

@kiriisu​ asked :

" The coin has fallen and that means only one thing. " A smile as flirtatious and seductive directed toward Yelan. " Tonight you will spend with me. Those were the rules and I never break them. " It's true. Their little wager had perhaps been prejudiced by a gracious coin or perhaps Pantalone was luckier than he would have thought after all. His hand tucked beneath a soft black glove touched the delicate hand of the woman who had long stolen his sanity. " Please… Call me Talon. I don't like it when someone as special as you speak my "business" name. " His smile that could melt even the biggest icy heart appeared on his pale face with his eyes turned into two happy lines. He was happy that even such an innocent bet outside of their work could benefit more than anyone thought.

unprompted. || always accepting

─「夜兰」─  bets and challenges were something the owner of yanshang teahouse was quite familiar with. if anything, one could say she wouldn’t enter into a bet or challenge she didn’t know she could win. the old saying and warning people gave: don't play dice at yanshang teahouse was made with a reason. if it was within her territory, it was not possible for anyone to beat her at dice. she had both the means and skills to ensure her victory. yelan was too prideful to ever lose within the ground she commands and rules.

                he was an exception, however.

                for once, the INFORMANT entered into a bet that would decide her fate for the night with a plan to cheat like how she usually would. it sounded all grand and significant, especially considering who she was up against, and one would expect her to be pulling all stops to achieve the WIN.

                but the way her aquatic hues gazed at the regrator was a look that NO ONE had ever been able to call forth with her.

                “ it seems that luck is on your side tonight. alright. rules are rules. ” a harmless comment, but the SMILE appearing upon her lips was a telltale sign how this loss wasn’t having any negative effect on her. it was something important to note, however, that the usually COMPETITIVE spy had subtly let her guard down around the presence of someone who should be one of the most dangerous enemies she had ever faced. it was clear how these two’s relationship had developed past what anyone could perceive by titles alone.

                as his gloved hand came to her own, the female willingly laced their fingers together, filling the gaps between his digits with her own and marveled over how perfectly they had fitted together as though they were made for each other. she quietly brought his hand towards her lips, gently placing a KISS over his knuckles with a sweet smile no other had seen from her.

                “ tonight, i am yours, talon. ” special, he said. that goes for BOTH of them. the man before her, he was more special to her than anyone she had ever met, and she had allowed him inside the walls she had built. and in a way, she knew that she had forced her way inside of his fortress too. the smiles they had exchanged weren’t ones they conjured up to PLEASE others, but they were genuine, unaltered delight. within the confine of the room, away from others’ eyes, away from the public, they had allowed themselves to be seen at their most vulnerables.

                to have the other see that YEARN, that longing, that weakness they would surrender so willingly to no one but them.

                her free hand reached out, not willing to let go of their connected ones, before soft digits caressed over his jawline, as though memorized by the sight itself. since when did losing to him wasn’t so frustrating ? since when did he become someone she didn’t mind SURRENDERING to ? how dangerous.

                without a word, she leaned forward and guided him closer, before her lips captured his in a sweet, sweet kiss.

                maybe, her words weren’t only limited to tonight after all.

[fairboy]

"Uh hey, name's Zack. I got a little lost around here... I heard there was a beach but I have no idea where." @kiriisu

[ofsgiathan]

❝  Didn't  know  this  was  story  time  and  not  sparring  time,  ❞  Angeal said with the utmost sarcasm toward @kiriisu. He didn't mind the man reading LOVELESS because he, too, found it to be nothing short of astonishing in terms of storytelling but still. It eventually got to the point of him and Sephiroth had both memorized the entirety of the play from front to back / left to right / top to bottom. Hell, Angeal could even tell you the page number the said verse was from Genesis had read it that much whenever the dark haired man wasn't reading it.

[numinousdread-a]

@kiriisu​  / Asura said: "I don't like your smile. I'd rather you didn't show me your true face." for Yato no Kami

    𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 the evil deity’s flushed lips, his skin supple and full of youth from his latest game amongst poor villagers. What a shame they insisted on breaking the rules... but who was he, if not a base creature, to not enjoy the simple pleasures of devouring those who were so unoriginal as to break, not bend rules ?

He flexes his claws, then shakes the blood of a young woman’s carcass from them as he stands to regard the imposing figure before him. ❝     Well, that certainly is not polite.       ❞  He blinks at a strange disjointed pace, still smiling and speaking gently as he responds, ❝     Would you rather I came here dressed in silks and lotus flowers to meet you ?        ❞

[lunaetis]

@kiriisu​ asked :

"It's been so long... So much that I have forgotten what a true smile caused by happiness is." His smile so genuine shrouded in streaming tears down his cheeks that had not floated upward for a good few years. Noctis hugged Stella tightly while burying his head in her shoulder. "You are here Stella. You really are... I am also here... Your one and true Noct." The grip of his hands so strong on the woman's body, as if he was never going to let her go again. And a voice trembling with escaping tears of happiness.

unprompted. || always accepting

─「ステラ」─  how long had it been ? even the LOST STAR had lost count of the time she had spent drifting in between different worlds, the journey she made throughout the galaxies guided by only glimmer of light. from one world to another, until she had arrived upon the WORLD built from the destruction of her own. a world that shared the soul of the old one, and her very soul being pulled towards this plane where his counterpart would be.

                and upon meeting him, she had prepared herself to greet him a stranger for he was not the one she had met. the SAME CORE ORIGIN being divided into different counterparts, and he was the very same. despite carrying his face, his voice, his appearance, he was not hers. not her noctis.

                you are here, stella.                 i am also here.                 your one and true noct.

                she felt her BREATH caught in her lungs, and vision began to blur from the unknown warmth rising underneath her eyes. his smile, his relief, that spark within his beautiful gaze, it wasn’t a gaze when one would look at a stranger, no. it was a gaze placed upon someone they had been searching for. the same gaze she had when she looked at him.

                “ prince ... noctis ... ” her amethyst hues welled up in tears, the burning tears she didn’t know she had been holding. they came cascading down her delicate face, and his STRONG ARMS came wrapping around her form. how could this be ? how ... ? there were no explanation she could’ve given. he wasn’t supposed to be hers, but ... he was. the way he called her name, the bashful smile he had mirroring their last meeting before everything was destroyed. this was him.

                this was really him.

                fingers grappled desperately against his back, and her entire form sink into his hold as though she could melt into his EMBRACE. her face was buried into his chest, as his found refuge in her smaller, trembling shoulder. the warm tears she shed was staining his clothes, but everything was of NO IMPORTANCE than the presence before her. and for once, for once, the ever so strong otherworldly traveler crumbled right in his hold. all the weight of another world, the tragedy she had witnessed, the people she had lost, the BURDEN of survivor, they all came crashing down and she cried.

                out of happiness, out of relief, out of miraculous reunion, she cried so hard against the person who held her heart all this time. he’s here.

                “ noct ... ”

                i’ll call you that the next time we meet.

                “ noct .. noct ... ” noctis. my noctis.

[hymnblood]

❛  you know, there is a part of me that feels as if you aren’t quite who you let on to be.  ❜  he finally utters in the silence that stood between them, it’s something about that swirling essence of divinity and if zagreus knew anything about gods. some that seem to be the scariest ones are often the one that is the opposite, and this one ... asura  -  he remembers the name uttered to him when they first encountered one another and zagreus has kept that name on his mind since. his cousins would call him too curious for his own good,  ❛  tall, imposing, definitely one with a glare that could cut someone in two  -  but ...  ❜  he pauses, unsure how to finish his thought, but there’s an attempt made,  ❛  you don’t seem like that sort of person unless pushed to be. if you were, however, you would’ve cut me down far sooner, i believe.  ❜

@kiriisu​  liked  for  a  starter  .

[otakejin]

❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜ // Asura

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃   |   dark and angsty. @kiriisu   :     ❪  asura  ❫

Dragging speech cuts off abruptly,  amber eyes blinking slowly at the interruption to his monologue,  before shark - grin once again settles upon brazen mien.   Sun - kissed face gleams blustering hubris,  calluses home upon gilded hilt of the sacred jade blade,  and he regards the other wearing a proud smirk flashing of pointed teeth.   Golden halo crackling static revolves his head tilted skyward in a haughty angle,  scoff piercing the air.       ❝   You’ve pretty impatient,  aren’t you ?   ❞        He tosses his head back and laughs.       ❝   Hahaha,  very well then !!   I,  Otakemaru,  will be your opponent.   ❞        Drawing his treasured sword from its scabbard at his waist,  dual - edge glints like dripping fangs of the great white    ──    confident in his victory,  unfaltering like the great mountains he was named for.

It soon becomes clear that his opponent is weighed down by some invisible burden fettering blood - red arms that could have ripped through the kijin’s barriers of earth many times over  [ … ]   he withdraws,  twisted scowl dampening voracity for an opponent that should be matching him blow for blow.   Willing his sword back to his grip and returning the sacred relic to hang idly at his waist,  he accuses,       ❝   You are holding back on me.   ❞        Indignation churning beneath tanned skin roils his vision like storm clouds overcast the sun,  he notices naught the stain of emotion in the other’s expression,  disrespect not amongst the mud.

Although self - centered in his presumption,  evenly inflexible and unwilling to see beyond himself  [  stubborn,  but not unkind in his perceptions ;  he does not notice how people wish he wouldn’t bear the weight of the world upon his shoulders so that they don’t have to  ]   he searches for reason.       ❝   If you don’t fight back seriously,  you will be killed right here,  right now,   ❞        His threat is hardened with warning in place of an unasked question.   The kijin doesn’t understand what hinders the other man,  and perhaps he has no yearning to know,  yet he stills his sword as ‘ she ’ would have done    ──    a waiting blade clutched in one hand while the other hand extended in peace offering,  keeping an open - mind so unlike his own.

[ofsgiathan]

@kiriisu sent: you’re going to believe them over me ? // [ from Genesis ]

❝  They're  just  children,  Genesis, ❞  Angeal shook his head ever-so-slightly. The mere fact that the redhead got offended over him pacifying the children by pretending to agree with them baffled Angeal. It shouldn't have but there he was. Baffled.  ❝  I  know  you didn't  do  anything  but  they  don't  know  any  better.  Not  yet,  at  least.  Give  them  time. ❞

[poppydedicant]

you know how much i hate it. [ from noctis ]

Midnights, part of this complete breakfast:

"What? The throne? You cannot be serious, Your Highness..." Though he acts surprised, he was half expecting his reluctance. Everyone could notice it, they just ignored it. Even though he sat there without a care in the world, even though he could attend whatever royal meetings and get-togethers there could be, this was not what he wanted. It was just what he was fated to do.

"Well, I guess I do know.. But I've always wondered why you have not made a move to change such fate. You have the power... And the means..." Ever one to nudge things onto a direction of amusement, he tried sparking a reaction out of the other. To him, he seemed ever so serious, so distant. Well, what would he know, though? Unlike his closest guards -- some would call them friends, even -- he was but another cog in the infinite wheel that turned the prince's destiny just a tiny bit.

"And is there something I can do, perhaps, to aid you in changing this? I'd lend you my services for a price, as usual."