TAKE YOU DOWN

[nepalmera]

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[nepalmera]

as if it isn’t entirely obvious already, this blog is inactive & i’ll be archieving it for the foreseeable future

[barblaz-arts]

Zoemira Week Day 3: Domestic Life

(yes, Rumi was in near tears when she realized what she just interrupted)

[princington]

a little warm up before getting into comms

[godsknives-deactivated20260114]

thoughts linger on , looping over themselves like a song she doesn't know how to quit — and unfortunately doing the exact thing she told herself she wouldn't do. spiraling , overanalyzing , replaying every moment like she could change it by sheer force of guilt.

she should have been pressed to her back , or at least by her side. they always fought side by side , always. but her positioning ... it was all wrong. her focus was wrong. everything was wrong. the demon she'd been fighting , he could have been finished last , but she leaped bounds for the thrill and at what cost ?

almost losing the most important person in her life. and … she can’t forgive herself for that.

a weak smile forms , something forced just for mira. it doesn't reach far , just enough to stretch her tired eyes as she tries to blink away the tears quietly building in the desolate corners of her face. the need to stay close is so intense it hurts but she's unsure. unsure of what , exactly , mira needs from her right now. all she knew is that pain tethered to her girlfriend's features was making her chest fill with an immense heartache. what she wouldn't give to fix everything. to go back in time. anything but this.

and then mira apologizes , and zoey can’t take that.

her brows knit together instantly , panic and sadness flashing through wide eyes as her hands hover in the space between them — uncertain , but trembling with the need to do something. " hey no , none of that. you have nothing to apologize for , you were perfect. you are perfect. please don't ..... do that. " there's a plea woven in every word , in her expression , in the way she's just slightly hovering over mira , something protective but sweet. something like love.

silence settles again, heavy and spinning around her like fog , and suddenly she doesn't know what to do with herself. her body doesn’t know exactly what it should be doing right about now — too many feelings and nowhere to put them. she was restless. slipping off the bed with a small breath , she blinks softly up at mira , finding her voice through the mess inside.

" are you comfortable ? can — can i get you something ? anything you want , i'll get it. oh — you don't have to talk if it hurts. i can get you something. " a pause , taking a small breath as her eyes wander aimlessly until she spots it. " uh - oh , um here. " she slips mira's phone near her hand. just in case. " i could get you .... oh no .. probably not that , um some advil ? maybe ... if you're hungry ... "

[nepalmera]

THE SCENE REPLAYS : SO HORRIBLY AND MIRA FINDS HERSELF LOST IN THE MOMENT ALL OVER AGAIN. In truth she'd let the moment play over a thousand times, in a million lifetimes, if it granted the same outcome where she was the only one to fall in that battle. The idea alone that she let herself be so careless in having Zoey be injured in such a way ...

She'd be doing more than just beating herself up over it.

Though this view of a emotionally scarred Zoey ; of her partner who's witnessed far too much trauma for any person, it aches more than the burning sensation that resides in her throat. More than the claws that dug into her skin. More than the cold that had slowly begun to become the normal.

There's a sad smile then, as Zoey tries to grant ease of the situation. Like Mira hadn't put herself at such a risk, like she hadn't been so careless in her actions -- and for what? To take down a demon just that much faster? Her features scrunch at the thought alone, hadn't they been trained to be patient?

Though, Mira thinks, she hasn't exactly ever been that entirely.

" .. enough. " Mira muses, primarily replying to the first of Zoey's questions. But even she can realize how cold it comes across, and she makes herself shake her head in attempts of not coming off so harshly.

Her fingers catch Zoey's own as her phone's placed into her palm, weakly holding her there. Though exhausted, somehow a desire to remain strong persists above everything else : to be someone that Zoey can still lean on. There's not enough words to describe how much Mira wishes she could get out of this forsaken bed, to reach over and draw Zoey into a hug. To get her to release what's likely being bottled up.

Out comes a sigh, albeit on the painful end. " Lay with me. " Short, curt : yet laced with concern all the same. Slowly she has her fingers graze against Zoey's, attempting to coax her ( or rather reassure her ) that it'll be okay.

That she'll be that, too.

[nepalmera]

❝ I want you, just as you are. ❞

THE CONFESSION COMES AS A SURPRISE .

So often Mira has been viewed only as trouble ; a thorn in someone's side. A problem. Not that she's ever bothered to make a change in herself, her attitude never wavering -- even to this point, where HUINTR/X is a thing. Where someone appreciates her for her.

Her cheeks warm first, then her brows raise.

Such a statement shouldn't have her pausing, a flutter in her chest that she's been trying to ignore for a while now. Oh, Mira doesn't even know what to do with this statement, finding herself with a slightly agape jaw and a fleeting gaze to match. It's so raw, not quite fully innocent, and Mira feels undeserving of the sentiment.

" Don't do that to yourself. " Comes out reflexively ; because the last thing she wants is to grant Zoey any pain. So roughly too, for all Mira yearns is right in front of her, feelings being presented in their rawest form and there she goes trying to push it away. When has she ever deserved something so good as Zoey?

Her eyes close then, unable to bear witness to whatever reaction comes from her terrible reply. It's not even the words that hang heavy on her tongue, of how much she wants to recuperate the feeling.

[nepalmera]

this me if you even care

[marichive]

𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌

A collection of prompts centered around love & desire, taken from various sources. Adjust gender / pronouns / wording / etc. as needed. Some prompts are highly suggestive in nature. Engage appropriately.

─── 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞

❝ It’s nothing, I just . . . I’m glad you’re here. ❞

❝ Could you stay with me? Just for a little while longer? ❞

❝ If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets. ❞

❝ I can feel your heart beating in your chest. ❞

❝ Just a kiss. That’s all I ask. ❞

❝ I will always be yours. ❞

❝ You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, ❞

❝ You make me feel safe. ❞

❝ You’ll always have a place here. ❞

❝ I’ve never felt like this before. ❞

❝ I’m afraid of what I feel. But . . . I think just that means it’s something worth feeling. ❞

❝ I have loved you from the moment I first heard my name fall from your lips. ❞

❝ Go back to sleep. I promise I will still be here when you wake. ❞

❝ Nothing and no one can hurt you. Not while I’m here. ❞

❝ I don’t want you in my life. You are my life. ❞

❝ I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to waste another moment I could spend with you. ❞

❝ I want you, just as you are. ❞

❝ You love me. Real, or not real? ❞

❝ I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you. ❞

❝ You are, and always have been, my dream. ❞

─── 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

❝ I’ve always wanted you. Only you. ❞

❝ Can’t you see what you do to me? ❞

❝ Don’t you understand? I would do anything for you. ❞

❝ You are my undoing. I cannot tell if you will be my ruin or my salvation, and I’m no longer sure if I care which it will be. ❞

❝ When I look at you, I see something divine. Something holy. ❞

❝ It’s you I want to worship. I will make supplication to your lips and offer my prayers at the altar between your knees. ❞

❝ I was a monster and you made me a man. ❞

❝ For your sake, I am debased. For you alone, I am weak. ❞

❝ I would lay the whole earth at your feet if you asked it of me. The sun, the moon, and all the stars, I would make them yours. ❞

❝ What I feel for you is not gentle, nor meek. It is not beautiful. It wretched, it is dark and depraved with desire. And it is consuming me whole. ❞

❝ Break my heart if you wish, but the pieces will still be yours. ❞

❝ Tell me you do not feel it, and I will name you a liar. ❞

❝ You are far too good for unworthy hands like mine ❞

❝ To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. ❞

❝ I fear if I let you touch me, I will fall apart. ❞

❝ There are certain things we must not want, yet I find myself wanting them nonetheless. ❞

❝ I need you. I need to have you. I need to make you mine. ❞

❝ You ruined me in my heart long before you ever touched my skin. ❞

❝ Must I beg? Must I fall to my knees and plead for the mercy of your touch? ❞

❝ I want it to be my name that you call in the dead of night, my name that rests upon your tongue when your body shivers. Mine alone. ❞

─── 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

❝ I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. ❞

❝ You deserve better than that. ❞

❝ I lie awake at night in restless agony, wishing you were there beside me. ❞

❝ Do you not know how you haunt me? ❞

❝ In my dreams, I am yours. ❞

❝ I am to wed someone else. ❞

❝ Does he make you feel like this? ❞

❝ We both know who you’re truly thinking of when you’re with him. ❞

❝ You taste sweeter than she ever could. ❞

❝ She’s not the one I want. ❞

❝ Just because I know I can’t have you, it doesn't change what I feel for you. ❞

❝ He’s not good for you. ❞

❝ Every time I see you with him it kills me a little more inside. ❞

❝ Let me go. The more we hold on to this, the more it will hurt us both. ❞

❝ This is not allowed of us. We mustn’t – ❞

❝ Put aside your pride and admit that you want me. ❞

❝ Will I only ever be worthy of stolen moments in the shadows? ❞

❝ If he puts his hands on you again, I’ll cut them off. ❞

❝ When I’m with her, I pretend that it’s you. ❞

❝ Does he know? ❞

─── 𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬

❝ Say you love me, and I know it will all be okay. ❞

❝ Do you know how long I have waited for this? For the day I could hold you in my arms and call you mine? ❞

❝ I fought for this. For you. ❞

❝ I never stopped loving you. I was only afraid of what you were becoming. ❞

❝ Come back. Even as a shadow. Even as a dream. ❞

❝ To feel anything deranges you. To be seen feeling anything strips you naked. ❞

❝ When I desire you a part of me is gone. ❞

❝ Desire doubled is love, and love doubled is madness. ❞

❝ I suppose you do love me, in your way. ❞

❝ Love does not make me gentle or kind. ❞

❝ I desire the things which will destroy me in the end. ❞

❝ There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you. ❞

❝ The gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. ❞

❝ I should not have waited so long. I should have kissed you every night and every day. You were made to be kissed, often and well. ❞

❝ I crossed a thousand leagues to come to you. Don’t tell me to leave. ❞

❝ Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same. ❞

❝ You're mine. Mine, as I'm yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die. But first, we'll live. ❞

❝ My sword is yours. My life is yours. My heart is yours. ❞

❝ We all dream of things we cannot have. ❞

❝ Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! ❞

[nimbusthevoidcentury]

them writing how it's done

[godsknives-deactivated20260114]

she didn’t mean to fall apart like this , to blubber and ramble like she’d been thrown into a relay race — only it wasn’t her legs sprinting , it was her mouth. racing faster than her thoughts could ever keep up with. but it wasn’t just words tumbling out , it was everything. every emotion she’d shoved down for the past week and a half now clawing up thorough her throat with a desperate urgency to be felt and acknowledged. her breath hitched , catching in the back of her throat. she missed her. she missed her so much it made her ribs hurt. and she was so overwhelmed by it. and somewhere deep inside that chaos , zoey is scared that she is overwhelming mira , too.

it felt like the weight of the entire world had collapsed onto her chest , pressing down so hard it made her curl in on herself. like something inside her was buckling , never quite feeling a loneliness this relentless and unsettling before. the longing she felt was so brutal. it gnawed at her from the inside out , and it made her realize she’d give anything to be back in mira’s arms right now. to wrap herself around her middle , to feel her warmth encasing her , pressing her own cheek against to the familiar rise and fall of her chest and just breathe. to disappear within her presence and pretend the distance between them didn’t exist.

zoey never knew if the feelings she has are quite right. if she was being dramatic or too much — if a feeling could even be wrong. but this ? this was real. and it hurt. it hurt in a way that made her chest feel too small for her heart , like it was trying to beat its way out of her. coaxing the most anxious icky feeling that stifles. she really wanted this to be a positive conversation , she did. she really really did. but all of that dissolved the moment she heard mira's voice say those three little words. the only thing that had been keeping her from making this very phone call herself was the sweater she'd nabbed from mira right before boarding her flight. it was big on her and impossibly warm and smelled like everything she missed. it gave her comfort when nothing else seemed to calm the nerves bubbling in her veins. it was the closest thing she had to home right now.

one of the things grounding her — was knowing she wasn’t alone in feeling this way. the reassurance that her girlfriend had been feeling the same way eased some of the growing tension within. when she heard that mira had been sleeping in her bed , or even tucked between her plushies in her absence , that tenderness sent another sob stumbling from zoey's chest. this one softer , filled with something she wasn't quite ready to acknowledge. and as much as she wanted that to cure storm brewing inside of her , maybe it makes her break a little more.

tears free flow down her cheeks , a small sniffle sounding between tiny whimpers that she was desperately trying to hold in. and she gently takes hold of the sweater wrapped around her , bearing it in between her palms as if it was the only thing keeping her tethered to earth.

zoey tightens her lids , honing in on mira's voice , soft and steady on the other end. the melodic sound guiding her — drawing in a slow , shaky breath that stretches throughout her chest tight , capturing the air in her lungs , just for a moment , before letting it go in a quiet exhale against her pillow. the warmth of it blankets over her cheeks , inviting in the calm. steadying herself.

it takes a few minutes , more than she'd have liked , to find the breath that somehow slipped away in the middle of everything imploding. when the weight in her chest finally softens , she slowly pulls the pillow away from her face , her voice small and a little squeaky but it breaks the silence. " you....you've been sleeping with my plushies ? " hiccup. " mm , that's really cute. " she turns on her side , curling her legs in close. she consciously left some of her favorites there , just in case. " i .... i'm sorry...i — i just wish i could hug you and hold you and i just. it's been hard. " she whispers softly , another hiccup.

the maknae sniffles a couple more times , brows narrowing softly. " do you want to ... postpone ? "

[nepalmera]

HER HEART REMAINS HEAVY AS MOMENTS PASS ; THE ONLY SOUND TO FILL THE SILENCE VARYING BETWEEN THE SLIGHT buzz of her phone, and the muffled cry from the other end. That alone creates more discomfort than the fact she's been practically by herself for the past week and a half. Sure, Rumi's been around here and there, but the lack of Zoey's presence has been noticable.

Suffocating.

Too many times now she'd turn in her bed, far too late for Mira to care about the hour, reaching seemingly for nothing. Too light, easily able to shift her body in light sheets where she's used to the koala grip. The light snores, or perhaps the feint noise of vids that are long forgotten, that Mira tends to catch when she drifts in and out of sleep : now missing and becoming something she realizes she loves.

Before, Mira knows such a thing would've terrified her. Now ... ? Not so much. She's grown so comfortable being so in sync with Zoey that being without her feels so wrong.

The frown she wears speaks a thousand volumes, and in truth she's thankful that she's secluded herself to prevent prying eyes seeing her so vulnerable. Mira just knows the media would have a field day seeing through her tough facade ; perceiving her as the person she really is ... knees deep for her girlfriend.

" ... yeah. They're not you of course. " Unfortunately they're not. Oh, how much easier this would have been if that was the case. Instead the dancer's left hopelessly hugging inanimate objects that barely hold onto the perfume Zoey last wore. Her ears catch the hiccups from the other end, and she feels her heart tug lower with each passing moment. " I wish I could too, Zoey. It's not ... the same. "

Her last words were spoken so softly, admittance of her emotions always been the largest struggle in her life. But with Zoey, it's become easier -- there is no judgement. Only affirmations and comfort in dosages that she's still getting used to.

" I'd leave this venue in a heartbeat if you say I should. " Mira utters, voice laced with commitment. There's nothing she's more sure of in this moment than hopping onto a plane just to ease her girlfriend's ( and her own ) nerves. Truthfully, she doesn't even care if Bobby says he can't cancel them, that's something she'd deal with later -- something not nearly as important as being where she wants to be.

A few days? Sure, they've been apart that long before -- yet that was prior to dating.

Out comes a long breath, heavy and emotions daring to break the surface once more. " I -- " a pause. A long, hard swallow. " I want to hold you. To dry your tears. "

[princington]

a little warm up before getting into comms

[nepalmera]

related keywords test!

tagged by: @godsknives ty !! <3 tagging: you! bc i dunno who hasn't done it yet tbh

[nepalmera]

i am writing! just .. very slowly

[godsknives-deactivated20260114]

they've been like this before , rested up on mira's bed patching up open wounds. she made sure to be diligent , making sure the pillows were sitting just right. mira's blankets exactly where she liked them. it all had to be perfect. and maybe this was more for her own comfort , but she put philip between her girlfriend's arms , a little turtle plush to hold on to as nimble hands work in meticulous silence. even though she's quiet , her insides aren't. she's still underwater. the sound of thrashing bubbles rising up to the surface , the violent drag of the current , the way mira’s body slipped from her grasp — it all churns behind her ribs , far louder than her own heartbeat. she keeps her hands as steady as she could , trying to be the utmost careful , cleaning the gash at mira’s temple , though every part of her aches with the memory of how close it was. how close she came to losing her.

her breath stutters when she finally gets the bandage to stick , taking a second to just pause , pressing her lips together to stop them from trembling. weary of making a vulnerable mira ... feel more vulnerable. and frankly if she lets herself think too long , she’ll see it all over again: mira’s head drag beneath the surafce , how her own demon slashed at her side as her gaze slipped , shoving her shin-kal into the throat as her chest locked up with panic as she dove in deep after her. something explosive set off , too. something she'd never felt before. sure she's killed demons , but these ones ... a handful she demolished. and she made sure there was no coming back.

a dry whimper leaves her and immediately bears mira's expression , zoey's eyes mostly apologetic as her lips part. " i'm ... i'm sorry. but i have to say it. i was really scared. like really really scared. " she whispers finally , voice breaking at the edges despite her best effort to hold it together. she smooths the bandage into place , fingertips lingering too long against mira’s skin. she's afraid to let go , because feeling her meant she was safe and breathing. she's alive. a small breath staggers past her , forcing a small smile , but her eyes are wet , unblinking. " i should have been quicker ... i could have lost you , i thought i did lose you. and i — " her throat closes around the words , but she doesn’t look away. she can't. " i'm sorry ... i'll do better next time. i promise. i will. i'll train harder , i ... i don’t know what i'd do without you... "

semi plotted starter for @nepalmera

[nepalmera]

FLOATING . SUFFOCATING . DESCENDING .

Mira had always found the water beautiful ; and normally she'd hold no qualms today about it. Had it not been desperate hands, sharp tendrils that dug into her skin, ever keen to pull her in. When she agreed to being a hunter, she knew the risks were always to be high : fighting didn't come without sacrifice and scars, but it hadn't entirely come into play until well ... now.

Her throat aches still, as if air doesn't belong.

Reality blends with hours past, eyes close and it happens all over again. Aggressive positioning, swiping her Woldo along the surface to prevent any further demons from emerging, only to leave her backside wide open to any attacks. It was then, in that quick moment, that the demons go their advantage and took ahold of her. A hiss escapes at the thought, not from the deft fingers tending her wounds.

Zoey keeps her grounded, in the moment rather than vividly replaying each meter she was pulled under. How she allowed herself be so careless.

Thin lips, as though there's a fear if she parts them she'll begin drowning all over again. But Zoey deserves an answer, any sort of comfort because isn't it her fault that she got them into that situation? Oh, what'd she do to erase the memory of such a frantic expression that her girlfriend wore then. What she'd do to ease all of her worries.

Zoey's touch is warm, a stark difference to the chilled water that engulfed every ich of her. " ... you shouldn't apologize. " Gone is the bark that normally holds in her voice, instead a croak settles. Weak. " It was my fault -- too careless. "

Where there's normally a fiery, fierce gaze instead lies something more languid ; exhausted and tentative. Visibly her throat bobs with an attempt swallow, and so soon her face scrunches in pain that she cannot mask even if she tried. " I'm sorry, " said so softly, entirely vulnerable as Mira tenderly reaches scarred hands for Zoey's own. " You saved me, Zoey. "

There's a silent ' isn't that enough? ' that remains unspoken, but sings in her gaze.

[nepalmera]

۞ gimme more han content ty

send me a "۞" and I'll introduce you to one of my other muses

“Wow Bela, you’ve been in such a good mood lately.” Daniela says in a sing-song voice, swarming closer to her elder sister. The blonde rolls her eyes at the comment, trying her damndest to focus on the chore Mother assigned to her. “You haven’t even complained in two days!”

“Yeah, that’s a new record for you!” Chimes Cassandra, who too, is ignoring whatever chores. Her grin is all too knowing which makes Bela swallow nervously. “You’ve been so chipper since you came back from Lady Beneviento’s the other week.”

Bela narrows her eyes, contemplating how she wants to respond. Thankfully, Daniela does for her. “Please, like the weird doll lady would be much for a conversation.” Her heart tugs at the comment, but she does her best to now let it show. “Alright Bels, which of the maiden’s got your eye this time?”

Cassandra rolls her eyes. “It’s not a maid, Daniela.”

“Sure it is! Bela hasn’t kept her face this clean in forever!”

Nearly cutting her hand on the manthing’s meat she’s been carving, she sighs in frustration and looks to her sisters. Both of course, are wearing shit eating grins. “You two are intolerable sometimes, I swear.” Neither take offense to this and instead lean closer to her. “Don’t you have chores to tend to?”

Daniela bats her eyes. “I’ll get to them,” she says in an aloof tone, which directly translates to ‘you’ll do them for me and I know it’. Bela groans at the very thought.

[nepalmera]

" do you still like like me ? like like likeeee ? "

BENEATH THE HUMOR THAT IS LIKELY POISED IN THE QUESTION , MIRA PONDERS THE IDEA OF VULNERABILTY THAT CLINGS TO IT . Slowly her gaze shifts from her book, glasses barely sitting on the tip of her nose, and across to where Zoey's perched on the couch. It brought another question to the table : was Mira not affectionate enough? Is there a reason that doubt would settle otherwise?

Nimble fingers tuck the corner of her page, book being tossed aside without second thought as she begins to cross the couch. Granted this doesn't take long due to her height, and she lets out a small breath. " Like like, hm? "

It's a gentle assault then ; to her neck. Kisses of various lengths, all passionate yet teasing, as a hand snakes around to let loose her hair. A purr rumbles, teeth barring and lightly dragging across sensitive skin. An eagerness to leave a mark, yet the repercussions of last time heeding the back of her mind.

Oh how pissed Celine was for that photoshoot.

Instead she loiters her neck with freshly applied lip gloss, staining her skin a pleasant shade of pink. When she draws back, Mira studies her work before letting a pleased grin take to her lips, dully noting how flustered Zoey's become by her actions. " How's that baby? " Comes out as a low purr, heated enough to voice further desire as she continues to remain within the maknae's space. " Or do you need more? "

[salva7ion]

Make an effigy and stick it full of pins so you'll remember you're in this alone, you made yourself a martyr— And it feels so good to fall on the sword. It feels so good to fall on the sword—

Independent, fandom-less oc ; Ira — given form by Alfio with verses for Fantasy/D&D & League of Legends. | dark themes are afoot, discretion advised.