# 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐑𝐄 . 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 : body horror / horror, the constant battle and journey of the self, war and its effects, suicide glorification, death, gore, manipulation / abuse, and instances of suggestive and nsfw content.
in her body is every love for nature and its temper, for she lays in rivers and bathes to every drop of rain face tilted heavenward and lashes drenched beautifully as if beset by tears. in the tempo that races the heart to each call of thunder and sets the blood ablaze— a restlessness not understood, that sends her wantonly towards phantom hood. to be highlighted by moonlight in the tall grass as she leads you towards sweetened oblivion. to taste strawberries against her tongue and smell the forest against her skin when she lies
[ ... ] her hair serves to be the rushing waves of which many would die to be washed upon when tree bark scrapped and warship calloused hands frame at the shoulders so that she may lower herself. twines the fingers to knots. [ ... ] as the thing sirens sing about— the figure about the mist that painters and lovesick fools reminiscence verbatim— a missing man’s faith, so as the breadcrumbs were to hungry, lost children. so as to miss the blood on her mouth. to mistake gentle touch for the way delicate nails trace the jugular, in awe beneath the thrum and pads of her appendages the life one would risk in ardor as lips tier and curve. idyllic color-scapes that swathe the back of her hand in dripping rouge, tongue to seduce the mind, the hefty weight of thighs pressed to hips— the heady smell of cinnamon. the muse tells of love to—, so resplendent so haunting it burns; it is molten, it is violently addicting at its core and the artist stares in wonder of. the willing— the devoted, where bite becomes kiss. blooming in time with: @kebunomu.
a low activity and mutuals - only blog for an original character of original lore, do not interact if you are not 20+.
INDEFINITE HIATUS, activity is extremely low and infrequent. i’m here when i’m here basically.
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i don’t go in gen.impact anymore and haven’t for years so all my knowledge is pretty much abysmal after the end of inazuma stuff (like, i played the first hour if that of just trying to get to sumeru) but anyway to the point of this point— years later I still think the mana and scar.amouche coexistence— in any capacity— would go exceedingly hard. discarded by their progenitor, etc. etc. -> born incomplete -> the molding that’s done bc of their interactions with humanity over years/lives -> seeks fulfillment -> scara.mouche’s eventual choice(s) (pertaining to irminsul + the wanderer) vs. mana’s consumption of the original that made them and its lasting effect(s)
I’m officially FREE and now I’m going to bed rot until sleep takes me for the next few hours. I shall start being productive here within the next 48 hours, until then, I will be in discord !
mana + her younger sisters drive me crazy. in all verses mana is made to be the shield / pillar that protects and provides. and the twins in response become the salve and the knife that wounds. in all verses mana is what they always are. and one sister sees that and chooses to become a doctor / combat medic and the other seeks to fight to protect people in her own (healthier) way in certain settings (and in settings where they do not follow in mana’s / family’s footsteps so closely in order to redefine it— the other sister instead chooses a career in fashion. but kozue is always always a doctor and kozue is always a creative otherwise)
you’re a romantic pulled toward the forbidden. there’s something about what you can’t have that calls to you louder than what’s easy. your love is intoxicating, dangerous, edged with the thrill of secrecy. you know how it feels to risk everything for a fleeting moment, to surrender to desire even when you know the ending will break you. you live for passion, not safety. you yearn for the kind of love that makes your blood rush, even if it costs you everything else. people may see you as reckless or self-destructive, but in truth, you just refuse to accept a life without deep, soul-stirring intensity. your love is beautiful, tragic, and always touched by fate.
tagged: @karezaru
tagging: @killdivine @scionsrot (do this for as many of ur knights as u can w/out going insane I want to know) @iedolon (aphelios and sona) @deathsmaidens @maurilyan @cautionarys (apollo! or romeo!) @reshiram
mana and her hair is such an important symbol that i lowkey obsess over. it helps represent mana in different stages of her life + where she’s willing to be. didn’t get her first hair cut until age 17. never wore it longer than just past her shoulders by an inch or two for all the years before that. kept it jaw/chin length until their mid twenties in different bobs and asymmetrical styles. doesn’t grow it back out until somewhere between 27 and 29. because by the time she’s at her 30’s it’s the longest it’s ever been and she’s putting effort into it and refuses to cut it anymore past standard upkeep of split and dead ends.
Height gap romance except the shorter one is frequently depicted in situations where they are contextually taller. The taller one sitting while the shorter one looms over them. Both of them lying in bed with the taller one’s head pressed to the shorter one’s chest. The shorter one straddling the taller one’s lap and leaning down for a kiss. The taller one on their knees as the shorter one tilts their head up. Please, it makes me go feral
continued. “ we most certainly are. ” there is no hesitation nor any shame in the obvious manner that mana stares at the way @karezaru cages her in. eyes searing into the back of his hand, directly over where his mouth is, behind the grasp, and only back up to his eyes when he starts to talk. tilts her head, taking him in. taking in the way his hand glides around her back but doesn’t immediately take back the pack of seven stars that’s his. and the look she throws him through the full curl of her lashes is a curious dare to find out what his move is next.
mana has seen yagami through many different emotions. comes with the territory of having been in and out of his world for so long, and they can remember among them, what yagami looks like when he is truly concerned. and by the way their smile curls higher, tongue in the silhouette of her cheek, they know that this is not takayuki yagami when something is of concern to him.
“ tell me, ” she stands on the tips of her toes, the shift of her sliding up against him by an inch or two more, lips as close as possible to the vicinity of his ear ( cunning gaze slides outwards, away from him, from the curling cigarette smoke, towards they should be: their only lead ) thumb brushes teasingly against whatever skin they can get ahold off underneath his hold— feels the curve of his cheek. “ is this what you being concerned looks like? ”
kamurochō is not mana’s home turf: not even her most common stomping grounds. it’s risen up through the ranks, yes, but her own body of operations lies outside of its allure and headache aggravating neon flare. closest is about an hour out— her shop lies right in one of the many shop crowded street corners of yokohama. her apartment, even further— on the third floor of a complex somewhere deeper in the city center.
how easy it is for the detective to elicit a reaction just as seamlessly. does he know that he too, has teeth and claw dug like a spur into one of the fleshiest parts of her? does he see it when it tugs? feel it? it’s like she’s waking up— the extra alertness, attention, that is swaying her peripheral to ignore her job. the sole reason she even agreed to come help him with this case tonight. because it’s not like she really needs any of the money from it’s commissioner, would be entirely fine without it. but he asked, and of the few times he could have gotten her in more trouble than dirty connections could ever dig her out of, ( they’d cut her strings and leave her to drown the minute saving her from prison would outweigh the continued benefits of her labor ) he hasn’t. mana gets to play hero in a way she can’t ever do without him— where the ending is usually someone alive more than it is a corpse being shoved in a body bag. her fingers tighten on the box, and a bolt of nerves has the outside of one of her thighs pressing against the front of his, “ or do i need to do something more drastic? ” she doesn’t want to think about any of that right now when she's on-the-clock. so mana returns his teasing tenfold with the empty hint of something devious, “ you can tell me, you know. not like anyone can see us from right here. how do you want me to make you feel? ”
this post serves as an experimental dipping of my fingers in to testing exploring + sharing certain aspects of mana within the types of settings below, or other such similar experiences in an open space without necessarily having to write them.
mana aligns within the scale for sadistic tendencies as well as masochistic ones when in bed with a partner and leans a little heavier towards the former. they enjoy being a little rough and demanding on their significant others or whoever they may be hooking up with as long as it’s within predicated and agreed on terms ( they delight in mixing pleasure with pain— toeing the lines that each of them can handle, and not in actually causing an unpleasant experience ). ‘ the mood ’, so-to-speak, for mana themselves can also fluctuate or be swayed; so whereas in one encounter mana may take more to inflicting punishments or rewards, they may be more openly seeking or accepting it the next.
while a switch by nature— and by no means shy of utilizing said fact— due to comfort ( or lack thereof at the beginning ) they typically aim to establish a more dominant role through-and-through within the bedroom. and if they are unable to have it then mana usually provides an attempt to deviate into defaulting towards any position that will afford them to have some feeling of ‘ control ’ ( cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, etc. )
but once mana has established enough of a basic level of comfort to their partner that’s when they become more vocal about the fact that they actually do not mind being pinned, held, or otherwise guided around; and they’ll be more likely to approach the subject of things like restraints or depriving themself of certain senses. make the fight for it fun, too, struggle a little with them before either side finally relents— don’t make it easy.
if you don’t keep their mouth busy for them, then mana will do it themselves. they thrive off of kissing, biting— teasing pretty much any part of skin they can get between their teeth or with their tongue. so to say they’ve developed somewhat of an oral fixation wouldn’t be inaccurate; they’re quite fond of going down on others for extended periods of time. favorite places on their partners bodies to mark up are often thighs, necks / throat, the chest … it’s also an easy way for mana to muffle themselves from being loud.
being into giving and receiving marks. mana’s penchant to leave bites and scratches reflects their own favoritism for acquiring bite marks and fingerprint / hand shaped bruises on areas like the hips or waist from being gripped and handled a little too tightly.
their hands tend to wander just as much as their mouth does, and so between the two there’s often little that’s left uncovered or wanting for attention. they like to push and pull at their s/o’s ( tugging hair, dragging them closer, moving them around, gratifying or teasing squeezes— just feeling them ). sex with mana is as much about the satisfaction at the end of it as it is about enjoying the moment— it’s one of the only times they will want to be as close as physically possible.
exhibitionism and voyeurism. mana’s interest and engagement in mutual masturbation with their partner(s)— touching each other, touching themselves in front of each other, giving the other direction(s) as a method of foreplay, picking areas with the ‘risk’ of being caught— these are all things mana has enjoyed and does enjoy doing. they’re experimental when it comes to sex and after a while during a hook-up if nothing changes or pushes past avenues that have already been explored multiple times; mana tends to pull back from the physical engagement of the relationship and might soon end it if they don’t just let it die out by itself.
i also feel like the honorary mention to the use of mirrors is something that should be brought up at this point as well. it ties into the point above and also one that i have yet to go over— but mana isn’t shy about using reflective surfaces during the act in order to watch and have their partner see as well ( shoutout to the reverse cowgirl for this one ). bonus points if there’s eye contact through the mirror
mana can also entertain a willingness for multiple partners during a session but never goes past threesomes— the experience of feeling overwhelmed and overcrowded by the sheer amount of bodies is a feeling that they can find themselves uncomfortably falling victim to. it is an immediate mood killer that ends in them feeling agitated as well before the end of it and has been a cause of mana leaving during intimacy and avoiding it for a period of time after.
they’re a fan of having lovers of all volume levels. but having a subtle, slight preference to those who are loud is something they can’t say they don’t have ( mana themselves starts out as someone who is quiet, only to grow increasingly vocal over time ). mana derives pleasure from the pleasure of their partners and can ( surprisingly ) be a rather selfless and attentive lover. they’re sometimes known to forgo their own needs just to focus on their lover, or have just chosen to take care of themselves afterwards.
do not expect them to stay longer than the sex if it’s a fling or newly started friends with benefits relationship. they’ll either clean up quickly and leave or choose to clean up at home. the presence of them falling asleep for long and staying afterwards is a level of comfort that typically hasn’t developed in the past towards any previous partners. for that reason too, and in not wanting to have to deal with kicking anyone out, mana doesn’t really invite partners they’re not invested in inside their own apartment. they’ll meet up somewhere or go to the other person’s place. there is a very clear and maintained boundary for that, and it’s not something they’ll shy away from saying to one’s face.
mana has a praise and an overstimulation kink. there’s no way around it. tell them how good they’re doing before tipping them over for the nth time that night, how pretty they look— anything. it’s the best way to make them a melting, mindless, and wet-lashed mess. sometimes they don’t like to think; or they want to be able to not think after sex, and it’s a guilty pleasure of theirs to indulge in letting another person pull their strings so thoroughly.
final honorary mention of the night: mana has nipple piercings. didn’t know how else to say it other than by throwing it right in 🫡.
(filing my nails) we all already know mana likes to bounce on it crazy style and will peg someone into an inch of their life but on the other end of that what i don’t mention about them often regarding sexual interests and preferences is the fact mana has to be a protection and contraception extraordinaire because girl likes messy sex some days alongside the idea of creampie (but Not the thought of children unless the relationship is solid and long term) and she can’t be trusted as a responsible side in the pull out game she will not remind you and it can’t even be said that she did it on purpose. and then there’s (coughs violently) cockwarming (coughs even harder) she has a thing with cum honestly bc this wasn’t even mentioning her penchant for preferring to give oral too.
