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ethelucis | sorey.
but last time i checked, it wasn’t harmful in any way. —– you worry too much, mikleo. everything is fine.
i think you don’t worry enough.
quietly smooches. u n u
Small affections, little things! Like a bottle of bubbly, a rush of warmth, pressed to his cheek and then fleeting as if it were never there! An arte stronger than any other, seemingly magic on the surface, if it weren’t truly so. There’s a crack of a smile, a twitch of his lips, on those normally obstinate features, a hint of pink rising to pale cheeks——these are things only Sorey will ever know, and this he knows to be true in his heart of hearts, in the very essence of his soul.
“Kisses won’t make it cool any faster, you know?” His hand raises to his mouth, a feigned cough muffling the flutter of his would-be heart. Just below, on the counter, sits a golden sponge cake, the soft scent of sugary vanilla wafting through the air. But so quick, so curt, so spontaneous does the seraph turn, rising right onto his tiptoes and——a peck in turn, right on the apple of the shepherd’s cheek ! “But it is a nice way to pass the time until it does.”
“The ingenuity of individuals is what makes them truly so powerful.” Humans or not, it seemed, people truly held resilient spirit, regardless of what disasters loomed in wait. “Still, this was all rebuilt in five years?” / @stories-in-song
“Here,” his hand extends, a small bowl of matcha soft serve gingerly held out to be taken. “It’ll help you get your strength back. What you did out there was dangerous, I hope you know.” / @believinghxpe
“I’m here for Snow, thank you.” Nose turns up, feelings clearly still offended by an earlier remark. Yet, even as he stands at the doorway, there’s a gift in his hold (an olive branch, but one will never hear his apology), a small tote bag from a nearby bakery. “I said I’d come over today to see him, so here I am.” / @eirlight
“I’m still skeptical that this is actually from the Temperance of Avarost. Look at the ground, Sorey. This style of stonework that serves as the foundation more clearly resembles the work from the Pax Meliodas era——it has to be a replication.” / @aoxre
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ethelucis | sorey.
what did i ever do to you.
i’m concerned for ur health, sorey. how many times must we go over this? book sniffing is not what normal humans do.
this blog is a hot mess still bc i left it like that but hey like this for a thing!!
wow i actually do remember my login for this account?
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in the end, i couldn’t become special, after all. highly selective / multiverse goro akechi of persona 5.
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☾ * ⋮ Sorey ‘
it’s cruel. he cannot explain just how cruel this is. some people called it the will of god —- He decided to protect one of His children, without worrying about the consequences. but them? they were more than just comrades in arms. at least, that’s what he used to think. when did sorey ever need to help mikleo? his partner was always there, whenever he either faltered or just started thinking how just unfair this world was. he was always there and what did he do about it? he’s just confused, lost amidst his own guilt and sorrow, for he might be probably someone to blame for him to become like that.
he never wanted to hurt him. that was never on his plans. so he listens ——- just like mikleo used to. he always listened, always comforted him whenever he needed. how is he supposed to make things right, when he doesn’t even remember who he is? when he doesn’t even remember a thing about himself? he’s about to say something / anything when his sudden moves catch him off guard and the following scene makes him jump in surprise: he had clearly forgotten everything.
maybe this was the chance he was asking for.
he moves, putting himself between him and the prying gazes of the infirmary staff as he kneels in front of him, waiting. he wants to answer all those questions but this boy was never good with holding his emotions back. then, the general responsible for him just advised him to don’t talk much —- how utterly difficult that would be. violet eyes are staring at him, waiting for an answer, and he allows a nervous laughter to escape his lips; he didn’t meant to do that. it’s just that he’s completely, totally lost.
“the branch chief will come talk to you eventually, i guess.” komui always handled those situations with ease but he knew there was more beneath the carefree, soft expression he always wore. he knows it all too well. “i don’t have the answers you want. i’m sorry.” he lies. will this person be able to see through him, too? “but here… let me help you.”
Pain——it’s the only thing Mikleo has seen on the other’s face since they “met.” There’s little things, things he can’t explain how he knows them (a crinkle in his brow or a strange tone to his laugh), that he knows instinctively to worry over, and they’re why when Sorey kneels before him, Mikleo stops asking questions. Be stronger for his sake, a sentiment that seemed to be burned into his mind———for what purpose? It isn’t even until he feels Sorey’s hands on his shoulders that he truly responds, with harsh honesty behind his then-blank expression.
“You’re always here.” It’s perhaps the first time he truly acknowledges the boy next to him since he’s awoken like this, rather than simply repeat that he had no desire to stay in this place, that he wanted to go elsewhere, and he doesn’t speak like it’s an observation. No, the words are pointed, they hold an odd purpose (they’re like a question——why?). “And you don’t talk to anybody else in this room. You barely talk to me, even.”
The exorcist pauses, a word mulling on the tip of his tongue—a thought he doesn’t know if he should say. It feels like he’s right, there’s some sort of sensation that says so, lingering deep in his chest that make it seem as if he could remember, would remember something... But every time he’d closed his eyes and beckoned that emotion closer, he found it submerged under what felt like oceans of water (the trickling sound of bubbles past his ears, the faint glimmer of light that reflected off the surface, but he didn’t drown. he didn’t move; but he didn’t drown.). There’s a steady conviction brimming in his gaze then, though, the strength of his resolve suddenly returning to his words——he has to be right about this. There’s no other explanation. “You’re here for me, aren’t you?”
Purposefully, his small frame falls against the other’s shoulder, arms wrapping ‘round his neck in a loose embrace. Feigning exhaustion, his eyes close peacefully, thoughts drifting nowhere in particular whilst a content expression ebbs onto his countenance (to have someone there at all, stranger or not, didn’t seem so horrible anymore). “Please say something real to me. That expression of yours has wanted to speak this entire time, so don’t hold back with me.”
How many times has he said that before? Odd. “Besides, it’ll take my mind off just sitting here and waiting.”
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Congrats to Mikleo for getting #1 in the Tales of Festival 2017 Character Popularity Poll!
twin flow. since i only have 1 more reply left (to my knowledge) and it’s a doozy, i’m gonna just use this moment to shamelessly plug the two verses (it would be 3 but i’m not done fleshing it out) i’ve worked on over my lil’ extended break on the other favorite boy. one’s kinda way more thought out than the other on paper but i mean. that angst potential pushes words out right.
> patissier verse & persona 5 verse (as compared to my old p3 verse)
#☾ ⁞ ( ooc.)#[ honestly the patissier verse is meant for more casual modern interactions that aren't just /hey school/ so its meant to be vague but#weeps can u tell p5 hell has sucked me in almost wholly at this point bc i already know i'm doomed ]#[ also i bet u all expected me to say mikleo would be the moon arcana but nOT THIS TIME (^: ]
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☾ * ⋮ ??? ‘
snowy locks softly sway with his head , disapproving gesture motioned delicately , lightly . winter befalls the land like sky reuniting the earth , ghost of a smile expressing contentment for their reconciliation before disappearing . he is less wary of his movements , eager to leave marks on snow despite his gift of flight . the snow will cover it up anyways . ❛ the world is just —- gonna turn a blind eye to it . humans sort of always do that . ❜ a shrug too nonchalant for words of underlying bitterness . ❛ —- wouldn’t you want to leave something behind ? ❜
Surprise flickers across his mien, unable to comprehend such nonchalance. All his life, he’s been taught to be one way: to exist without leaving a mark, to not frighten those who were so fickle with their faith (and he thinks of where that’s gotten them: with their perceived existence a question, not a fact). Yet the tips of his fingers land against his own chest, expression imploring for clarity at the sudden whirlpool of thoughts and emotions swirling and churning in his chest. “Humans notice more than you think.” The seraph bites onto his stubborn belief, moonlit crown shaking briefly, “And I... I don’t know if I want to leave something behind per se... I’ve never really thought of it like that.”
#frystsnow#☾ ⁞ ( ic.)#☾ ⁞ (v.) a wanderlust flows within you. (xover.)#[ !!!! you're doin good so far but dw the seraphs basically are like the guardians if that analogy helps any so it should be fine !!#also i apologize for my snail pace at replying to this i've been massively distracted wee woo#but yeah it's gonna be such a culture shock for mik and a welcome one since he def needs to have more fun and#idk. douse humans that aren't sorey more often B') ]#[ teach him the ways of fun jack plz ]
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☾ * ⋮ Miren ‘
“you’re that skinny.” even if she didn’t really get the big deal about the different types of skinny. he knew he was skinny, which meant…well, miren kind of didn’t care. she had just reached to poke him again but he moved away, a deep frown appearing on the child’s face. for a moment, she didn’t say anything until she added on, “just ‘cus you don’t need to doesn’t mean you don’t want to, right?”
miren couldn’t imagine not eating, even if she didn’t need to. food looked so good, especially when you watched people cook it. “what if i gave you a cookie my daddy made for me? would you eat it, even if you don’t need to?”
“I never said I didn’t eat at all!” Great Lords, he just wanted to shift behind the nearest partition now——escape the sudden feeling that he was suddenly too thin as if it were somehow unhealthy (and perhaps, if he were human, he’d worry more, but he’d always been rather fond of his lithe figure compared to how bulky Sorey’s was!). Nonetheless, he can’t help but overreact to the way a child is treating him, as if he was incapable of caring for himself!
“And if it’s a cookie your father made for you, I wouldn’t.” Forcing himself into a calm, he holds his arms still at his sides, glancing anywhere but that unsatisfied mien just before him. “D-Don’t get me wrong. It’s because your father made it for you, not because I wouldn’t eat it under other circumstances, got it?”
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twin flow. yeah so, not much of a surprise but i’m kinda running low on muse steam over here, so i’m gonna be setting this blog on an indefinite semi-hiatus so i don’t have to fret over my activity and stuff !! i’m just going through a lot in life right now and the added stress of maintaining two blogs just isn’t working for me, you know? i’ll still be here to do replies from time-to-time, however it’ll be at a snail’s pace.
but if we’re pals or if you think i’m cool or whatnot you’re more than free to ask for my other blog’s url, since i am actually able to be active there, and i’ll toss it your way! ( : thank ye for your understanding and stuff!
twin flow. yeah so, not much of a surprise but i’m kinda running low on muse steam over here, so i’m gonna be setting this blog on an indefinite semi-hiatus so i don’t have to fret over my activity and stuff !! i’m just going through a lot in life right now and the added stress of maintaining two blogs just isn’t working for me, you know? i’ll still be here to do replies from time-to-time, however it’ll be at a snail’s pace.
but if we’re pals or if you think i’m cool or whatnot you’re more than free to ask for my other blog’s url, since i am actually able to be active there, and i’ll toss it your way! ( : thank ye for your understanding and stuff!