Shiro: *has A Uc Nickname Dox Gave Him & Everyone Around Them Uses* Also Shiro, Meeting Someone New:

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witch/general fantasy/magical au

“Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?”

— Danielle LaPorte (via amortizing)

shieldedchild​.

@kienokoru​

“Hey, Shiro? Have you ever considered, Idunno.. accessorizing your arm? Maybe try some pastels instead of emo-gray?”

     “ ...i’ve never really thought about it. the idea is kind of... ”  frowning as he contemplates, his gaze drops to the prosthetic.  “ ...a brighter colour would only draw more attention to it. ”

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. ”

grimesucker‌.

@kienokoru | ♥’d 44 574R73R

                                                                   “ stay quiet, ”

demand given in assurance they don’t SPOOK their target , a young DOE who is already frightened ENOUGH— taking CAUTION in his footsteps , dox travels slowly closer , hands raised to present NO HARM as feet carry him to the fallen deer ; she lies upon the ground with a WOUND across her side , hunters already DEALT WITH before they could claim their victim——

near enough , the shaman eases into a kneel , one palm coming to stroke along soft fur , SHUSHING the creature as she makes pitiful whimpers ; 

                                                      “ hello , sweetheart ; it’s me. ”

CARETAKER — the shaman is known to the beasts in his forest , & while the doe’s flinching doesn’t HALT , her shudders at least appear to LESSEN.  with gentle COOS he further endeavors to calm her , providing positive ASSURANCES as he continues to stroke her pelt ; & while he does so , a GLOW emanates from his palm , source of LIFE channeled into her in order to seal her injury.

                       glancing back to shiro , dox beckons him nearer ;

                                           “ the salve - come apply it , like i taught you. ”

  order followed, shiro REMAINS in place and silent as he watches as dox deescalates the situation, doing what he can to calm the injured doe and assure her that she’s safe now. he’s seen this sort of thing before, but shiro still can’t help but to watch in awe as the shaman works, so caught up in it that he nearly JUMPS when word is finally addressed to him once more.

     “ ---right. ”

hurrying over, the boy pulls a jar from the satchel slung over his shoulder and lowers carefully to his knees upon reaching the other two. in the past, his mere presence had been one which FRIGHTENED the creatures of the woods  ---  werewolves are not so beloved by humans nor animals  ---  but fortunately, he had been able to prove himself to them through good deeds and little rescue missions not unlike this one.

now, they almost consider him one of their own.

jar seal removed, shiro dips in his fingers and brings the thick salve over the injury the doe has sustained. just as dox taught him, he begins the application; carefully, gently, he spreads the ointment, all the while sharing his OWN calming aura with the deer.

     “ she’s still SHAKEN by what happened, but she’s already thanking you, ”  he notes quietly, eyes unmoving from his work.  “ ---like this, right? ”

@wilyacme​.  ( x )

“Well, I WAS.” Her voice is wheezy enough to match the sort of nightmarish screeches she just produced. However, their dingy motel room failed to reflect the girl’s urgency.

There were no signs of a struggle or anything else that could cause distress, besides maybe some moldy walls. It was just Vanx with a seething look of betrayal.

She sniffed as she hugged onto his side. Even though Vanx was tall enough to dust off the top of Shiro’s head, she hunched over enough to more or less tuck herself into Shiro. Her face was sour and a little wet, but Vanx’s grip was like a vice. “I didn’t know where you were.“

     “ i-- ”  he began, only to cut himself off immediately while sliding an arm around vanx. GUILT washed over him in violent waves as he dropped the bags from his other arm, the contents of which no longer felt as important as they once had. swallowing, shiro pulled vanx in closer, wrapping himself around her securely in hopes to calm her and make her feel SAFE once more, and... perhaps part in apology.

     “ sorry, i just ran across the street to grab us some food and a couple other necessities. i... thought you’d sleep through it. ”  though he’d worried that she might not. pursing his lips, shiro rested his head atop vanx’s and slowly started to run a soothing hand up and down along her back. he hadn’t MEANT to cause any distress, he’d just wanted to take care of a couple chores, but... maybe he should have just waited until the morning. it wasn’t as though they couldn’t go TOGETHER, going alone just... sped the process up a bit.

     “ you seemed like you were in a deep sleep, so i--- ...sorry. i didn’t mean to scare you. ”

All I ever wanted to do      Was some good in this world           And I did try                God did I try.

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Someone asks if you’re ok. The words don’t make sense. You ask them to repeat themselves. Someone asks if you’re ok. The words don’t make sense.

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