ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“ ... You cannot write, can you.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° she stared at the handwriting, wobbly and childish. ㅤㅤ“I figured. Despite your name, you don't look like you're from around here.” ㅤㅤ•° the crow transformation sort of gave it away. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi was quiet as the morning came, quiet when breakfast was served, and was still quiet when the door back to Japan was presented. She sort of knew what was coming. Murdering a leader figure will always be paid with a terrible punishment, in every world. —&—

🦇𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 ( 𝟐𝟏+ ) 🦇 𝐒𝐅𝐖 & 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 🦇 𝐋𝐆𝐁𝐓+ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 🦇 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 ˚｡･ﾟ˖ #MVRP #DarkstalkersRP #VampireRP #CAPCOMRP 🔥

✦ ᴀᴜ Gᴏᴊᴏ Sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ. ✦ Oᴘᴇɴ Wʀɪᴛᴇʀ ( 𝟐𝟏+ ) ✦ sғᴡ & ɴsғᴡ. ✦ LGBT+ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ. ✦ Mɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ. #MVRP #JujutsuKaisenRP #JJKRP

⠀⠀⠀˚｡･ﾟ𝐈𝐧𝐝. 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 ˚｡･ﾟ 🦇 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 ( 𝟐𝟏+ ) 🦇 𝐒𝐅𝐖 & 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 🦇 𝐋𝐆𝐁𝐓+ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 🦇 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 ˚｡･ﾟ˖ #MVRP #DarkstalkersRP #VampireRP #CAPCOMRP ☽

𝐀𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓.      𝑰 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑫! 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭, 𝐈 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝑼𝑷!              #DMCRP ∫ #MVRP [ ♡ & ↺ ]

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪ ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I had a dream about you, last night.” ㅤㅤ•° in every other occasion, this would feel romantic. Comforting, even. But at this moment, it felt like something was terribly, horribly wrong. The look in Yingzi's tired eye only confirmed it. ㅤㅤ“You killed me in that dream.” —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Forget ... “ ㅤㅤ•° pat pat ° ㅤㅤ“I understand. I suppose we're not so different from one another, if you put it like that.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Why would you need to lie to yourself.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“You ... ” ㅤㅤ•° she inhaled, raising both hands. Maybe she was still in the dream, and she needed to get out. But Wisteria's touch felt too real. ㅤㅤ•° she stood, back slouched. ㅤㅤ“We need to talk.” ㅤㅤ•° without another word she turned around and moved inside an unused meeting room. ㅤ

"...𝐼'𝓂 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝑒."

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I ... woke up a few feet from here. I mean no harm, I promise.” ㅤㅤ•° raising both hands up, showing that she's not holding any weapons or anything that can be used as one. ㅤㅤ“Apologies for intruding. I just need a pointer to the nearest town or city.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the day went on slowly, the general's body feeling more sluggish than usual. She even almost lost to a younger witch during sparring, making the others worried for her. She played it off as a feint, but she knew better. The nightmare has been haunting her. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“It 𝗶𝘀 dangerous in human standards.ᐟ” ㅤㅤ•° if this place was somehow still run by normal humans, the death count would be hundreds, she was sure. ㅤㅤ•° she followed Eve in a deadly waltz, bodies moving in sync with one another. At the mention of the crane she nodded at the other. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° feet dragging below her, heeled shoes somehow not drowning into the yellow-orange sand. After a stray magic beam hit her, she thought she landed somewhere a little closer to home, but after a walk, she eventually realized she may be somewhere farther away. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi barely turned to look at the others, even as they all moved to carriage, she was carried by Jiaying. She kept her face against the crook of the empress' neck, returning back to the broken, tired woman from before. —&—

rokket i don't mean to be That Guy but This Guy is still around and trying to talk to people who may or may not know about him so uhhhh yeah. fucking hell mate-

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I'm busy.” ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi replied, sounding more stern than she usually does. A heavy sigh left her, the dream still sticking to her brain. She was tired, even more so than she usually is. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi placed most of her weight on one leg, leaning against Jiaying for support. She watched as an unfamiliar woman rushed towards Denji, helpless to stop whatever is happening. ㅤㅤ“Who ... .ᐣ” —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Yingzi Huang. Now come, before the beasts wake for the night.” ㅤㅤ•° she pointed towards where the river was going: a lake, seemingly manmade. There's a camp surrounding that lake, the sound of men speaking and moving visible from even this distance. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the weather has been awfully hot. ㅤㅤ•° #seductivesunday ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° the weather has been awfully hot. ㅤㅤ•° #seductivesunday ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Morning.” ㅤㅤ•° she couldn't even muster up a smile, and her eye kept looking away from the crow mother even as she approached. A cold sweat trickled down her face. ㅤㅤ•° subconsciously, she stepped away and around the woman, continuing her walk. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she patted Sabrina's back, looking into the distance. It had been a while since they met each other, and she wondered how the younger witch's magic has developed. ㅤㅤ“Did you learn more spells while I was gone.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° tilting her head to look at the blonde's face. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ[ closed starter • @upon-crow-tears.bsky.social ] ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi woke up with a gasp, and her body shot forward like a bow let loose. She stared at the wall in front of her, pushing away the blanket from her sweating body. The sun was rising, though she was sure everyone was still asleep. —&— ㅤㅤ

❝ 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩'𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 . . . ❞

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° approaching @toxiclips.bsky.social from afar, holding a bouquet of flowers. ㅤㅤ“Miss Ivy.ᐟ” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Hm.” ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi regarded them with some interest, taking one with a hand. ㅤㅤ“Place them on the table, and write down their names.” ㅤㅤ•° she sat down on the sofa again, pulling one of the pillows on her lap. ㅤㅤ“I'll give them candies tomorrow.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“You're back.“ ㅤㅤ•° the general called out from the second floor, yawning as she walked towards the stairs to go back down. She's no longer wearing her armor, but instead wore a simple white nightgown. ㅤㅤ“I hope you didn't stir up trouble, young man.“ ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Classical literature.ᐣ The western kind, I presume.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° she thought for a moment, all the memories of her experience this month flooding back. ㅤㅤ“Well ... Life is busy when your son is a chainsaw-human hybrid, and you yourself is a general with a chainsaw. Trouble finds us every day.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Traveler.ᐟ” ㅤㅤ•° a loud shout came from the distance. A woman in striking gold and red armor jogged up to him. She looked rather tired, perhaps it was simply because it was already late. ㅤㅤ•° she stopped her jog a meter away from the campfire, turning into a walk. —&—

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Very well.” ㅤㅤ•° she handed the book to him, slipping in the wooden bookmark that came with it. ㅤㅤ“Do whatever you want with it, I will go take a nap.” ㅤㅤ•° standing up, she yawned and went to the stairs. ㅤㅤ“Oh, and don't come home too late. I lock the gates at 9.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I simply wanted to see what was so special about this book. It meant a lot to him, if I remembered correctly. Signed by the author and a special edition. I'm thinking of reselling it.” ㅤㅤ•° just to drive down that she's uninterested in him. She's a married woman, after all. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she raised the book. ㅤㅤ“This is an anthology series about a warrior. High fantasy. Not to my liking, but one of my soldiers gifted it to me in an honestly pathetic attempt to woo me.” ㅤㅤ•° but that was five years ago, and the soldier transferred away to Szechuan. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° immediately wrapping her arms around the crow. ㅤㅤ“I have no reason to be.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Wisteria.” ㅤㅤ•° beckoning her to come. She's feeling impatient, and a bit more than needy. ㅤㅤ“Come.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° she leaned into the touch, a smile gracing her face. ㅤㅤ“No one works harder than death, hm.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ•° her arms moved to wrap around the other's waist. ㅤㅤ“Other than taking lives, what do you do.ᐣ” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Very.” ㅤㅤ•° placing her hands on Death's shoulders, and then looking up to see her. ㅤㅤ“I was wondering where you were.” ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ•° patting her lap. She wants [reader] to sit there. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“Young man ... you wouldn't have known.” ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi pressed a kiss against Denji's forehead, pulling him even closer. Then, at the sound and sight of phantoms, she closed her eye. Whatever the result of this is, she will take it. —&—

* i͟t͟’͟s͟ 𝗝𝗜𝗡𝗫 now • • 𝗣𝗢𝗪𝗗𝗘𝗥 fell u͟ʍ͟o͟p͟ a well . #ARCANERP , #MVRP .

◤─────•~❉᯽❉~•─────◥ "𝕴'𝖒 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖘𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖉 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖞" ◣─────•~❉᯽❉~•─────◢ ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊ ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ ✩̣̣̣̣̣ͯ♡ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“I have three maids that alternate weekly. They don't live here, and only come during the afternoon to clean when I'm not home.” ㅤㅤ•° her eye met the young man's, and she raised an eyebrow. ㅤㅤ“They don't work on the weekends.”

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ“My other son. My wife, though she recently moved out to the palace.” ㅤㅤ•° the general flipped another page, before deciding to close the book. It's an old book, one that's almost crumbling. ㅤㅤ“I'm still full, young man. And my son won't return until ... a while ... ”