Anonymous asked: Why do you still long for Kurama?
“As of now I do not.” Yomi’s voice was as neutral as ever. Even if he was longing for that bloody fox, he wasn’t likely to tell anyone.
Anonymous asked: character & mod: Are you in a relationship? If so tell us about your boyfriend/girlfriend. If not do you want to be?
“Why would I even answer that?” Yomi queried, quirking an eyebrow.
(He’s not, and I’m sure as hell not. Single for 7 years on my end, not for lack of want or trying either. Him? He’s just an ass, nobody wants him.)
Anonymous asked: Have you ever been...hornswoggled?
Yomi quirked an eyebrow, but deigned not to answer. Like hell would he show ignorance to a lowly human.
Anonymous asked: Is there anything you actively fear?
“What makes you think that I would reveal that to you?” He all but snarled. He wasn’t one to show emotion, but these damned humans couldn’t take a hint if it hit them in the face.
Anonymous asked: Do you like humans? Do you find any particularly interesting?
“Most are rather irritating. There are a select few that I tolerate, but that is something you do not need to know.” Yomi crossed his arms before him and decided his list of least irritation humans would stay secret. They might get ideas otherwise.
Anonymous asked: *Pterodactyl noises*
“What?” Humans were such odd creatures, here was one making strange noises. Yomi quirked an eyebrow at the offending human before flinging it out of his site with a flick of his finger. “Be gone.”
Yomi! and Rex! by Emy. :D
I love Yomi like this omg.
((Hey! So, uh, kind of on a semi hiatus right now. My good computer, you know, that thousand dollar gaming laptop, well, the power cord port broke. so it is pretty much a gigantic paperweight until i can get it fixed. which won’t be till probably next month, possibly even august. i’ll try and pop in once in a while but this shitty netbook can barely handle tumblr, let alone multiple tumblrs. Expect sporadic visits, and possible ask spams as I try to get through this backlog of asks. Love you guys, even if you hate both of me :< ))
“I am Yomi, Rando.” He supplied his name. “I am a friend of Suzaku’s.” Yomi motioned to the inside. “Come, sit. Let us talk. Would you like some milk?” He was doing all he could to put the younger at ease. Having since learned how delicate the red head was, the horned demon decided to take things slowly. He slowly herded Rando to a couch. “Sit.” His voice was calm, gentle. Treating Rando like a frightened little bird seemed to work.
He took small steps along the floor as Yomi ushered him along. He didn’t want to be alone with this one. He felt something sinister about it and he looked around, reaching out with his energy to see if Suzaku was nearby, or Shishi, or the big white fox. Any of them could be an asset to him at this point.
He found himself nodding at the other “Milk…I would like…..” He trailed off. The milk had reminded him of something but he couldn’t put two and two together. Since when had he come to the temple? “You are Suzaku’s friend?” Then he was safe. Suzaku’s friend’s would be his allies. He would be safe here.
“Yes, we are…friends.” Yomi said soothingly. “Sit, I will bring you some milk.” He turned and slowly made his way to the kitchen. It didn’t take him long to acquire the glass of bovine lactation. Re-entering the living room, he handed off the glass to Rando and took a seat on one end of the couch. He patted the seat next to him. “You are safe here, Rando. I will not harm you.”
Rando sat on the couch and his fingers found themselves busily running against the upholstery as if keeping his mind busy with sensory details instead of attempting to working out the complicated word jumble in his mind. The tall man Yomi entered into the room, almost seeming to glide. it was nearly impossible to see the man’s body beneath his robes and it made Rando’s skin crawl. What was underneath it?
Cautiously he took the milk to his lips and took a cool sip, the liquid was refreshing to his palette. Yomi gestured him over like one might a small child or a dog, and Rando slowly obliged, taking small steps towards Yomi and sitting beside the other, staring away into the opposite side of the room. Suzaku told him to meet him here didn’t he? He should be here soon. Yomi was friends with Suzaku.
Yomi was pleased that Rando seemed to be calming down. He kept his movements slow and deliberate, his voice steady and calm, and he made sure the younger demon could see his hands at all times. “Rando, I would like to help you.” the horned demon laid his hands on his lap palm up. “Perhaps I may help you chase away those shadows that bother you.” He added softly. “I wish to be your friend, as well.” Yomi’s patience was near infinite when he needed it to be. “Tell me, Rando. What do you want?”
The shifter narrowed his eyes at the other. The tall one knew his name. He shifted under the palm of the other. Though he didn’t he sense any immediate danger from the other there was a bell ringing somewhere in his mind. Though he wrote it off as the power difference between the two. He could tell Yomi was far more powerful than he was as a meager C+ class demon. He shrugged out from the other’s reach. “I am permitted.” was his only answer. He decided to leave but he found his feet planted in place.
“I am Yomi, Rando.” He supplied his name. “I am a friend of Suzaku’s.” Yomi motioned to the inside. “Come, sit. Let us talk. Would you like some milk?” He was doing all he could to put the younger at ease. Having since learned how delicate the red head was, the horned demon decided to take things slowly. He slowly herded Rando to a couch. “Sit.” His voice was calm, gentle. Treating Rando like a frightened little bird seemed to work.
He took small steps along the floor as Yomi ushered him along. He didn’t want to be alone with this one. He felt something sinister about it and he looked around, reaching out with his energy to see if Suzaku was nearby, or Shishi, or the big white fox. Any of them could be an asset to him at this point.
He found himself nodding at the other “Milk…I would like…..” He trailed off. The milk had reminded him of something but he couldn’t put two and two together. Since when had he come to the temple? “You are Suzaku’s friend?” Then he was safe. Suzaku’s friend’s would be his allies. He would be safe here.
“Yes, we are…friends.” Yomi said soothingly. “Sit, I will bring you some milk.” He turned and slowly made his way to the kitchen. It didn’t take him long to acquire the glass of bovine lactation. Re-entering the living room, he handed off the glass to Rando and took a seat on one end of the couch. He patted the seat next to him. “You are safe here, Rando. I will not harm you.”
