🎲

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            [ dark hues look down to her shoes as she chews on her lower lip in consideration of his own words.  maybe he had a point—-  maybe she was being too down on herself.  an insecurity?  possibly.  she would never admit it,  not it him.   she looks up to him,  something in her expression shifting to something lighter. ]    we’ll see.  ben has been teaching me some moves and so have you.  i have to say,  the crossbow is more fun than i was expecting.  i can see why you enjoy it so much.  

you also stayed with me. you made sure that man and i were okay and you helped me carry him up that hill. you don’t give yourself enough credit, suki. i (…) i believe you can be really great at this. 

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            soldier?  i don’t think so.  that’s all you—-  and ben and julia.  i’m the one that stays behind and hopes you guys make it back okay and in one piece.  you remember the night we met.  i r͟a͟n͟,  aaron. 

| @lostinluck |
            
                      "   as long as you don't try to burn me at the stake under the assumption that i'm a demon possessing a human body ,   we're cool .   "

⋆.ೃ࿔ @temptisms  ❜͟   
            
            quiet the opposite,  actually.   but they’re important to me.  so if you’ve come to complain,  you’ve come to the wrong place.  

/     !

/ pls <3

/      something fun!

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            and be awful dancers together?   [ words drop with a particular note of tease.  dark hues meet his as she takes much larger hand,  offering a small smile. ]   how could i say no?  

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
                 suki registers the shift in him the moment the car door closes.  it’s subtle—-  his shoulders still tense,  his breathing not quite even—-  but the wild edge has dulled,  replaced by that hollow,  post-adrenaline quiet she knows too well.  she doesn’t rush it.  she never does.  instead,  she grounds herself first,  hands steady as on the wheel.  finally,  she starts the engine with a turn of her keys.  when he starts to speak again,  she turns just enough to face him.    “ he’ll live, ”   she says calmly,  cutting in before he can spiral.  not dismissive.  c͟e͟r͟t͟a͟i͟n͟.    “ he’ll wake up sore,  embarrassed,  and hopefully smarter. ”   
                 she reaches across the console, fingers wrapping around his wrist again,  this time firmer and intentional.  her thumb presses against his pulse,  grounding him.  she isn’t bothered by the blood.  it’s just evidence—-  of a line crossed,  of a boundary enforced.   “ you did what you felt was right,  aaron.  he didn’t listen. you made him. ”  a pause.  she remembers the moment she told him to stop—-  once .. twice ..  five times.  her fingers squeeze his wrist once—-  reassurance,  approval,  something tender.  she doesn’t pull away away.  she lets the contact linger until she feels his pulse slow under her touch.  

the tension in his chest starts to quiet as she walks him through the area. his senses start going into override again, each sound and loud cheer ringing in his ear like a shrill bell piercing through. breathe aaron, BREATHE. he starts to forget how- memories of this moment and others alike start colliding but somehow, in spite of the clamoring, this was better than his normal states like this. usually, sounds her muted, sights were blurry and impossible to make out— but somehow she managed to change that to the other extreme. 
                   somehow he finds himself in the car with her in the driver’s seat, as if time had thrusted him five minutes into the future. “ yours. ”  he says instinctively. he wasn’t sure if julia and ben were there, but even if they weren’t— his own place felt empty in comparison. he swallows, putting his seatbelt on in a way that almost felt robotic. a beat passes, silence making the atmosphere feel suffocating. “ do you think he’s— ” his voice is quiet, and although he doesn’t regret fighting him, he swallows at the thought of just how much blood stained his fists. 

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            “ okay.  yeah—-  i’ll drive us .. ”   she met his gaze,  unflinching,  and gave his wrist a gentle squeeze.  a silent reassurance passed between them,  heavy and intimate.  she liked that he’d stepped in.  liked that he hadn’t hesitated.  liked that he’d knew the moment she gave him t͟h͟a͟t͟ look.  she’d already began turning them away from the scene.  she didn’t ask.  she knew he’d follow.  
            as they moved,  her hand never left his wrist.  she guides him toward the door,  past overturned stools and hushed whispers,  the cold night air spilling in as soon as it opened.  
            outside,  the world felt sharper—-  cleaner somehow.  the streetlights cast long shadows,  and the noise of the bar dulled behind them.  suki unlocks the car with a click that sounded far too loud in the quiet that had followed them down the block.  she slides into the driver’s seat and waited just long enough to hear aaron settle in beside her before closing her door. 
            the silence inside the car was thick,  not awkward—-  charged.  she doesn’t start the engine right away.  she stares ahead,  hands on the wheel before dropping onto her lap.   “ to yours or mine? ”  

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            [ suki froze for a split second as she was pressed against his chest,  the weight of him solid and real.  the excitement still buzzing through her veins,  mingling with something softer,  deeper.  she slid her arms around his waist without really thinking,  fitting there like it was natural. his heartbeat is fast under her cheek—-  but so was hers. she’s careful with the weapon in her hand,  finger not on the trigger anymore.  she speaks against his chest,  breaking the non-existent awkward silence. ]   or i just have a really good teacher.  

[ his eyes narrow as he watches her aim, making sure he wasn’t too distracted and actually positioned her right. any doubts vanish at the firing of the arrow into the target. his jaw drops, grinning as he meets her eyes. he couldn’t even say he was jealous— he was too excited to be. ] congrats! you are a natural. [ he raises his hand for a high five but really pulls her in for a hug. it felt right. ] 

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            [ his touch lingers—  longer than strictly necessary—  and she was suddenly acutely aware of every point where their bodies almost met.  her focus returns to the target.  his chest hovered close to her back,  not quite touching,  and it took effort not to lean into it and—-  n͟o͟.  what is she thinking?  she keeps his guided positioning.  her finger settles on the trigger.  one deep inhale is followed by a exhale and ..  bullseye.  she turns and looks up to him,  excited. ]   oh—-  i did it!  

*     soft / silly  <3 

*    !!

/  drop a heart and i’ll give you two  ;D

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            technically speaking,  you could see it but it’s out of my control .. i think.  i usually don’t see it,  but there have been times where i’ve caught it in my peripheral.  in dangerous situations,  i have noticed he appears but only briefly—-  i think it’s a way of showing reassurance?  it’s unique moments you’ll catch it,  really.  

⋆.ೃ࿔ @godlyhuntings  ❜͟   
            
            you are t͟h͟a͟t͟ nice.  it’s sweet,  really.  it’s not a bad thing,  aaron.  

of course i can  !  it’d be silly if one spirit couldn’t see another.  am i  …  ?  a tanuki too,  no ‘course not !

⋆.ೃ࿔ @foxfires  ❜͟   
            
            you  ..  you can see him?  i thought i was the only one.  are you—?