@starwritten / fantasy sc.
‘ weren’t you told to leave these woods? ’
during his regular herb-gathering for the month, wherein he goes around the forest and collects bunches of the herbs which dox uses on a regular basis, shiro had come across an UNFAMILIAR SCENT. one which, upon being followed, has unexpectedly led him to a faerie. he’s never seen her before, but it’s easy enough to assume that THIS is the fae dox was complaining about last week.
despite the nature of the question, there’s no harshness to his tone --- merely SUSPICION. a shuffle of paws, and the werewolf shifts his stance, jostling some of the herbs tucked away in what is, effectively, the saddlebag across his back. head tilts, and his eyes watch her CURIOUSLY; it’s not often that he meets a magical being who isn’t a witch or a shaman or any of the more commonly found types. most magical creatures, for lack of a better term, don’t like to cross the boundary into dox’s forest.
‘ showing up uninvited around here isn’t the best idea, you know. ’
the millennium series by stieg larsson death, violence, suicide mention.
“i’m a survivor. i do what i have to do to survive.”
“you’ll have my support if you need it.”
“i’m just a freak, that’s all.”
“you don’t believe in god?”
“thanks for being my friend.”
“sorry. i wasn’t listening.”
“you’re going to have some serious bruises for a while.”
“that was brave but awfully stupid.”
“you look like you just woke up.”
“everyone has secrets. it’s just a matter of finding out what they are.”
“up until then, i had thought about killing myself.”
“this is… not healthy.”
“what would you do if it was me?”
“i think you’re awake.”
“would you like company?”
“i’m not a child any more.”
“if your questions piss me off, i won’t answer.”
“everyone has to have something to believe in.”
“fuck you too. need help?”
“i’m going to kill you!”
“a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do, and all that crap.”
“you have to concentrate on getting well.”
“usually it’s other people who don’t give a shit about me.”
“you look like a car crash.”
“why don’t you want to talk to the police?”
“i can keep a secret, if that’s what you’re wondering.”
“you’ve been hurt and had surgery.”
“i need somebody to tell me if i’m doing anything stupid.”
“they’ll twist what i say and use it against me.”
“what kind of weapon is it?”
“what i’m thinking of asking you is unethical and it might be illegal. but morally, it’s the right thing to do.”
“no bones broken?”
“i wasn’t going to let that motherfucker kill you.”
“go home and get some sleep.”
“if you’re nice to me, i’ll be nice to you.”
“that was a serious mistake.”
“don’t ever do anything for nothing.”
“that’s not a detail, it’s a whole novel.”
“you’ve had an operation and you’re in the intensive care unit.”
“am i being arrested?”
“you don’t give a shit about other people.”
“i thought you’d died.”
HECK IT. this is a straight up starter call for my witch / magic / fantasy verse. i’m craving stuff so bad lmfao.
just a little rundown since i have no verse info up yet: this verse is FLEXIBLE AF. it’s literally a general fantasy verse for me to write some guilty pleasure tropes with shiro ok. as for shiro in the verse, he’s a space witch who was bitten by a werewolf in his teens. the curse suppressed his magic but over time & with a lot of work he slowly manages to reconnect with it. he lives with and sort of works as an assistant for an earth shaman ( @grimesucker ) in the middle of a forest.
feel free to come at me to plot if you’d like to before i write something for you. multis pls specify a muse you want the starter for. thx for enabling me bbs. ♡
so if anyone had any doubts that @fearfcrged is the best, this guy just showed up in the mail
i’m crying, tysm rook. you’re amazing and the note is so sweet and i don’t deserve this ;u; ♡
ventured into the shiro tag for the first time in years, lying to myself by saying “it can’t be that bad this long after the show ended, right?”
yes it can. it’s almost exclusively gross ships and almost no solo art whICH IS ALL I’M LOOKING FOR. but no i guess all he exists for now is gross, uncomfortable ships. like, even more than before lmao. I’M NOT PULLING PUNCHES ANYMORE BC I’M NOT IN THE FANDOM OR RPC ANYMORE: ALL SHIPS BETWEEN HIM AND ANOTHER PALADIN ARE GROSS THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.
...also it informed me that i missed his birthday. on an actual leap year. so not only am i bleaching my eyes but i’m also a SHAM.
I tear amnesia apart, rise up as an armed and implacable reaper of what is happening to me, of what has happened to me.
Gently my emotions. Gently my distress over what is disappearing. Gently my wild urge to live.
— Abdellatif Laâbi, from “Chronicle of the Citadel of Exile,” In Praise of Defeat
vagasbonds.
❛ SHIRO – i missed you ! ❜ without room for protest , an arm is thrown around shiro’s shoulders ( well , shoulder area … the height difference kills it ) , ❛ ya didn’t go anywhere. just missed ya. how’s it going ? ❜
&& . @kienokoru / take the clingy goblin child
“ because i was on the other side of the room for two minutes? ” though his tone is flat, there’s a lilt of AMUSEMENT to it which matches the look on his face, an eyebrow quirked as he peers down at elias. really, it’s hard to be annoyed by when it’s such a clear show of how far they’ve come since their first meeting.
“ we MIGHT need to talk about attachment issues, ” he teases, wrapping an arm over elias’ shoulders in return. “ otherwise, it’s going just fine. ”
stolenbystars.
CHIN UPON PALM , adam sits towards the side ZONING OUT as a slumrat barters with his parents , the tones edging JUST SHY of AGGRESSIVE— THAT doesn’t concern him , he’s USED to this sort of thing by now - NO , the only thing that brings him back to reality is a HUSHED VOICE at his side .
BLINKING , young shopkeep looks towards the side & spots shiro , a familiar face for which inspires a SMILE to spread across his own—
the request is met with adam glancing over his shoulder towards his parents , the two showing STEADFAST PERSISTENCE in their position , giving the buyer their TOTAL ATTENTION— so it’s with EASE that adam slips from the stall , grabbing at his loose jacket & tugging it on , knocking shoulder against shiro’s own part in GREETING , part in urge to quickly blend into the crowd—
unable to prevent a smile of his own from spreading WIDE at the sight of adam’s, shiro moves quickly at the other’s side, brushing past shoppers so adam’s parents don’t notice them slipping off. did he come out here just to get adam? one hundred percent yes. but... does he say that? or does he say he was just in the area? which one is less... DESPERATE and BLATANT in just how much he’s been craving the other boy’s company? does it... does it even matter? god, he’s so BAD at this.
“ i--- ...yeah. ” he decides to admit, warmth rushing to his face and eyes dropping to their feet. a quiet, sheepish bit of a chuckle leaves shiro, and he shrugs. “ i thought you’d probably like a break. and... i missed you. ”
--was that too much? oh, it was too much, wasn’t it... continuing to AVOID glancing over at adam, shiro clears his throat and quickly adds on;
“ i mean--- it’s been a while since we’ve hung out, you know? ”
@vagasbonds sent: “ happy belated birthday , gramps. “ elias snickers , grinning at shiro , “ i was out late gettin’ this for you— and don’t worry it was ALL LEGAL ! “ instead of a usual toss he’d give any other object , he gently holds the somewhat wrapped out present to his friend. inside he’d find a high quality , state of the art telescope. ( SOBS ELIAS LOVES HIS FRIEND SO MUCH HES JUST DUMB )
belated birthday wishes
crinkling his nose playfully at the nickname, shiro’s expression is already cracking into a smile. just hearing birthday wishes, late or not, from elias is enough for him. and yet, there’s a GIFT held out in his direction, earning a surprised raise of eyebrows --- he never expects anything on his birthday, partially out of modesty and partially because it’s just been so long since it’s been a regular thing for him.
“ good to know, because that was my FIRST question, ” he teases as he accepts the present, although he has plenty of reason to genuinely suspect that anything elias hands off might be stolen. he wouldn’t put it past the punk to give him something illegally obtained PURELY for the amusement of it, too.
“ you didn’t have to get me anything, though, ” shiro continues, attention lowering to the package in his hands. shifting the weight of it to be held in one arm, his now-free hand raises to tear carefully at the wrapping, eyes WIDENING at the first glimpse of what’s inside. not even having to finish unwrapping to know EXACTLY what it is, shiro’s gaze lifts once more and he shakes his head. “ you REALLY didn’t have to. this sort of thing is so expensive, you shouldn’t have spent that kind of money... ”
features softening, all signs of teasing disappearing, he just smiles at elias for a minute. elias, who’s practically a LIVING MEME. elias, who uses ridiculous behaviour to cover his real emotions. elias, who’s trying to pass off an INCREDIBLE, PERFECT gift off as NOTHING.
then, all at once, shiro pulls his friend in close for a hug, giving the other a meaningful squeeze with his free arm.
“ thank you, elias. it’s perfect. ”
grimesucker.
@kienokoru | 574R73R C4LL
“ what, now you care about healthy choices? LATE NIGHTS is where you draw the line? i watched you join the other kids in chanting ‘chug chug chug’ when one of them showed up with a full bottle of booze. ”