[a-illholy]

 NAOTA‌:

@illholy

   Naota looked over the rim of his glasses not like it did much for his vision. Naota couldn’t take his eyes off Judith, after a moment he shuffled off to the side. Moving out of the way of the front, allowing her to come in. The room smelled of freshly baked bread and sweet dough. It was mildly lit from the second set of doors leading into the main house. He doesn’t remember if he had ever let, her into the bakery before. It didn’t matter-

His over grown brown hair dripped, dripped, dripped onto the wooden floor, causing a mess. He grabbed a towel off the register he had tossed it on when he went to answer his door. He wasn’t expecting any visitors this late at night but then again this was Judith. 

         “Your up late,” Naota took a sit on the step leading into the main house rubbing the towel across his wet hair.

              ❝ Good Evening ----  ❞    

She’s here again -------  with him again. How long has it been ?  This erratic routine of hers, coming and going as she pleases and being welcomed regardless. Judith yawned, lethargy finally clawing back into her system as she found herself soothed by the scent of his home---- this visit was a random fancy as it always been but she supposed it was a little bit later than usual, traveling out of the city when she should be asleep, but there’s something that came to mind, something she couldn’t shake of, something that urged her to come even when the sun has long hid away. 

             ❝ I was thinking of you and I realized.  ❞

Judith motioned over,  walking towards him and stopping merely inches away. Naota grew didn’t he ? While she remained stagnant ---- she still looks the same, sounds the same, acts the same and while he ? Bloomed in his way, was it his travels ?  or was it just how things are suppose to be ? People are just meant to change.   

            ❝ I never spent the holidays with you. So I wanted to do that. ❞

There is a pause, before finally pulling him into a warm embrace ---- well it wasn’t too warm, she could feel the dampness in him, but she didn’t mind. 

            ❝ Merry Christmas, Naota and a happy new year too. ❞

[a-illholy]

GRIMMJOWr‌:

“Well, I didn’t say it to a lady, did I?”  he responded and looked around as if in the search for any ladies. 

❝  How mean, why are you hurting my feelings Grimmjow ❞  The whining continues. 

[quotemadness]

She is water: soft enough to offer life, tough enough to drown it away.

Rupi Kaur (via quotemadness)

[a-illholy]

FOX‌:

An animal’s ability to sense emotions were great, and it seems he still carried these abilities. His golden eyes remained on the other as she replied to him, slowly closing as she ruffled the top of his head. It was nice to get petted like that, even if the fox would never admit it.

❝We do.❞ He simply said, a pause falling upon his words as he now sat down beside her.  ❝But how we handle them, is up to the individual.❞

She’d rather not think too deeply of it, how foxes are able to talk or how the creature seemingly understood emotions she’d rather not consider ----- but still, there’s something pleasant about it, not needing words to explain the continues tepidness she felt.   ❝  That’s right, but what do you  think ? ❞  Hand continues to wander along his fur, taking her own comfort in the little one’s warmth.   ❝  What’s the best way to handle it ?  ❞

[a-illholy]

Wearing a headband with a sprig of mistletoe tied to it Jessie pressed his cheek against hers and spoke in his usual mischievous tone. "Merry merry."

                    ❝ This is... blasphemous ❞She says, but there she was anyway, tip-toeing to wrap arms around his neck and then pull down, to kiss not his lips, but his forehead. He’s been a good boy these days hasn’t he? and he kept her alive, so that counts for some merriment. 

                   ❝ Happy days to you too, Jessie. ❞

[a-illholy]

Mewy Cwistmas!!

ooc. Mewe vvewey kweswomas owo yowo bby u///u dsjadskah But THANk yOU ???? ( it’s good to see you in my dash ones more I feel like it’s been freaking forever????  )

[a-illholy]

Merry Christamas~

ooc. jazz!! I miss you so so so so much, we haven’t been talking much and I haven’t seen you around that much either but I hope you’re doing well! Merry Christmas to you and a happy happy new year ;; djsadkjsa  we may be slow but I hope we can still be slow together forever. 

[freaksschlitziee]

[a-illholy]

Pats her on the head. (Adult sasuke)

                     ❝ Thank you---- ?❞Nuzzles his hands for good measure. 

[rettabaleno]

La femme damnée, Octave Tassaert

[venuskissed-deactivated20170930]

get it bitch

[a-illholy]

KURO‌:

The words directed at him just seemed to bounce off the lazy youth, uneffecting him. It didn’t really matter to him what someone called him, though he really wished this man would back down. 

“Hhhhhhh what a pain.” He muttered as the man ran at him, grabbing Judith and shoving her away so she wouldn’t get hurt, then with surprising speed, kicked the man in the chest. 

“Can’t deal.” Despite repeating his usual phrases, even he didn’t seem to be backing down. He couldn’t really leave Judith to defend herself, and he didn’t want the human to try to come back after her later. “I really hate fighting…”

In an attempt to keep the man down, Sleepy Ash jumped into the air and kicked him again, as hard as he could. “Please stay down…” 

He couldn’t be bothered to stick around and see if he wanted to keep fighting, so he walked back over to Judith and held a hand out to her. “Are you ok? Did I throw you too hard?”

 A shove for her safety, leaving the female falling over, while surprising it was nothing to complain about although she can’t say the same for her assailant that had found himself resting along the pavement like her though it much obvious discomfort. ----- What a dramatic turn of event !

Pfft ---  How silly it had all became really, Judith couldn’t help but let out a little chuckle,  a smile etching along her face in response to Kuro’s inquiry before finally taking his hand and pulling herself up and using him as leverage. 

                ❝  I’m good---- but how about we make a run for it. ❞

Because like him, she didn’t enjoy dealing with fussy things like these either. 

               ❝  Come on lover boy, we have dinner to catch ❞

[adrasteiax]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Witch-Wife in “Poems: Edna St. Vincent Millay”

[a-illholy]

divine-identite‌:

≾ .⋅ ✥ ⋅. ≿ ⸺ ⊰ ❝ So you are ❞ He coolly remarked. Much of the meeting bore much material for thought, in fact, that only the ingrained skeciptism than forming his belief can account for his continued distrust for youth. In such time and place, swelled with throngs of local people, hinted something deliberate and artificial more than incredible happenings. The aspect of the whole seemed abnormal guessing at seemed less of chance, and subtly fearful guess the source was unknown. the youths febrile mind, apparently, seemed to dwell on strange things; and guardian continued his silence and spoke little of it. short, lithe and below medium height, and given an absurd harmless stupidity that she implied to be probable ❝ You should be leaving ❞.  

Expression softening until she is offering something sweet ----- welcoming & friendly, was the smile that lifted peach tinted lips. She suppose she could be satisfied with that, though she’d much prefer if this one is more giving,  (So she wanted it her way, that’s normal to covet isn’t it?)  Judith motioned to walk, to leave just as he suggested, but the youth would stop, seemingly contemplating before looking behind. 

             ❝ Watch out for me okay ? ❞

Maybe, they’ll meet again ? That would be fun, wouldn’t it ?

[satanstorm]

https://t.co/jq2or4yJx0

[a-illholy]

LUCIUS‌:

“… I beg your pardon?”

If record scratches could be played at appropriate times, this moment would’ve been an absolutely perfect fit. His train of thought, one of genuine kindness towards his ‘rival,’ came to a screeching halt as Judith confessed what happened the last time someone showed genuine kindness without warning. Needless to say, it made for an incredibly awkward atmosphere. Lucifer actually seemed a little tense when he heard her utter those first few words.

He even tugged at his collar a little. Without context, it would’ve been almost adorable.

“W- Well,” he stuttered, obviously a little taken aback. “I can- I can assure you that I have no plans to murder a lovely woman as you, Judith.” Lucius’ tone seemed genuine enough, yet still a little suspicious even though he had no such motives (the worst he’d do to her would be bedding her). “Though I must wonder why anyone would want to murder you.”

            ❝  Thank goodness ---- though I wouldn’t mind it if it were you.. ❞

Again with those JOKES that seemed too unnecessarily true when it leaves her lips.  Maybe it’s becoming a bad habit too ?  Saying half trues hidden behind silly albeit dark humour. Regardless of her intention, Judith is smiling,  a hum leaving her mouth as she watched Lucius tugged on her collar ---- This man? Was it bad that she wanted to bully him a little?   Make him just a tad bit uncomfortable. 

           ❝ I guess, I’m just an unlikable person, Lucius. ❞ 

Or rather unlucky ?  A type of woman that is undoubtedly unfortunate ( having Lucifer around proves that enough doesn’t it ? )  

          ❝ Or maybe people just like me THAT much, you know? ❞

She motioned towards him, tugged on his arm until she links hers with his.  

          ❝ So where are we heading for today? ❞

[cruelmillennial-deactivated2022]

Booty shorts that say ’Scandal of Christendom’ on the ass.

[a-illholy]

ATLAS‌:

                ALIEN— HE CONSIDERS HER QUESTION for a moment, tilting his head left and right as he tries to remember, only then a smile followed. “Sweets!!!” He looked excited, clearly enjoying that thought, even if it was considerably less unusual for him to receive something like that than something this beautiful and fragile. “Uhm.” He starts, blinking at her with large eyes. “Or clothes!! But never this pretty!” He says, watching the small gift with interest. Usually the clothes were old, stretched hand-me-downs that somehow managed to fit his frame, usually all stained and stuff. But Atlas never minded, not knowing that it could be different. It was not so much meant as mistreatment either. It was simply doing what they had always done– treat him like the child he was still seen as.

Hm ----- She supposed that was a normal thing to give.  What did she get herself ? She couldn’t quite remember but either way Judith found herself focusing on the gentle boy. Was it strange that she wanted to give him more just to see how he’d react ?  The bespectacled youth smiles a little ,a last hurrah before she decides to part with him. ( One more gift should tie a ribbon to this meeting perfectly wouldn’t it? ) 

              ❝  Would you like to come eat with me?  ❞