“Kali-Ma Goddess Doll” 9″ Tall, handmade out of blue linen and hand painted.
This is the first of a series of Goddess Dolls. Kali-Ma is the bringer of Sudden Change, She will tell you how to get your life in gear and then give you the energy to do it. She is a force of Nature, and also Nurture. Kali-Ma will help eliminate ALL obstacles in your path, so you may move forward with fearless determination.
Judal finds his Fem SO crying and comes to find out she was crying because someone lied to her and told her he hated her.
I got’cha, anon
Judar (or if it is insisted Judal) X Fem Reader
It was always easy for the oracle of Kou to locate you when you were upset and wanted to be alone. He learned all your secret places when the two of you first met and he teased you a little too harshly. One of the places you liked to hide was one of the many vanity rooms the palace had to store gifts or tribute from high ranking citizens to other world leaders.
The room you liked to hide in most often was the ‘dragon room,’ full of both large and small paintings and statues of dragons of many cultures. The sand serpents of the desert, to the creatures of the south seas. It was on a bench he found you at, sniffling.
“Hey,” calls out to you, “Why are you hiding in here?”
You didn’t notice him come in, so his voice is a shock. Quickly you rub at your eyes to try and erase any signs that you were crying, but your eyes weren’t really done. “I want to,” you mumble, avoiding looking at him.
“Why do you want too…what happened?” He’s plopped down next to you on the bench, ignoring your personal space and leaning against you. “I thought you said you were gonna stop being a cry baby.”
“Why do you care,” you mutter, continuing to wipe at your eyes, “You hate me so it shouldn’t matter to you if I’m crying or not.”
Judar sits up straight with a most perplexed expression. “I’ve never said I hated you. Where the hell did you get that idea at.” In fact the feeling was quite the opposite, but he’s very unlikely to ever admit that. Reputation to uphold, and emotions are boring.
“I heard from a few people that you do, and that you bounce from person to person until they get boring and then you just drop them like they’re nothing, and–”
“I’m gonna stop you right there and tell you that’s not true–well, not totally. Okay, for the most part it’s true,” he stumbles over the words, leaning to try to get you to look at him, “But if it was true for you, would I be here right now, trying to get you to stop crying? Anyways, you’re not pretty when you cry.” Why do you think he insults you when you do? Duh.
“This is not making me feel any better, Judar!”
On a whim, the dark magi collects one of your hands in his. Maybe this will help. “Look, (R/N)? Look at me, please?” His tone drops; soft and concerned.
Reluctantly you do; only to be rewarded with a kiss to your forehead. “Don’t ever listen to what anyone says to you about how I feel towards you,” he whispers, “I’m not going to say any mushy shit, but I know full well that I don’t hate you.”
“I promise–and if you tell me who told you I hated you, I’ll make sure they never spread lies again.”