@gallowsgrove gets an emo starter bc emo
“If it’s hanging like that.. then it won’t go through proper rigor mortis. And frankly, that’s a pity not to see such a sight.” cue her idly commenting.
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@scarysunako
@gallowsgrove gets an emo starter bc emo
“If it’s hanging like that.. then it won’t go through proper rigor mortis. And frankly, that’s a pity not to see such a sight.” cue her idly commenting.
THE DOG STOPS && TURNS TO FACE HER. her lunch hangs from his front teeth; he’s clearly making an effort not to get too much slobber on it. (even if it does smell delicious.) he drops into a play bow, front paws spread wide apart with his tail lifted high in the air. yellow eyes seem to say ‘come and get it.’
“PUT. IT. DOWN.” sunako demanded firmly of the very huge dog. her precious lunch, being kidnapped! she didn’t mind the slobber; sunako took it as a compliment, actually. knowing that her cooking skills were drool worthy. instead, the matter of being stolen from really riled her up. “i said put it down!”
Thanks to everyone who helped me find African folklore.
The Kishi from Angola made me think of the Futakuchi-onna from Japan.
“I AM…SORRY??” dakarai laughed, brows furrowing though his smile remained. he tilted his head to one side. admittedly a little confused by her muttering. he had heard her correctly, that was certain, but few people were upset just by being looked at. then again, he was a stranger in a strange land. maybe things were different here.
“I DON’T UNDERSTAND. are you offended by me looking at you??”
“i can’t explain this without sounding crazy but -- OH GOD!” she wails, covering her face with her hands. the blood still pours. she can’t help it. it’s become a reaction to what her mind perceives as beauty. and to be affronted with such beauty made her weak self want to melt into a puddle and disappear.
“i’m not trying to offend you!” she looks down at the ground. “consideritflattery.”
@scarysunako
“YOUR NOSE IS BLEEDING. here,” he withdrew a handkerchief from his pocket, offering it to her with an easy smile. smells like blood, smells like dinner. he’s glad the hood of his jacket conceals his second face so well. “are you alright??”
she sucked through her nose, deeply. the taste of her blood forming in the back of her throat. the blood dripped freely from her nose; this was so uncomfortable. not the fact that she was bleeding profusely, moreso his presence. damn those radiant creatures. sunako quickly snatched the handkerchief presented before her, pressing it against her nose.
“i’m-- fine. peachy. peachy keen. juststoplookingatmesointently.”
I will teach my daughter so much self love
❝ ————————— nature is simply STUNNING this time of year , wouldn’t you agree ? there’s something poetic about the changing of the leaves . though , i wouldn’t consider myself a poet by any means . ❞
OPEN TO MUTUALS .
“i think you’ve been reading a bit too much whitman and frost, rather than reading grey’s anatomy.” a beat, sunako settled beside him with her cup of coffee. “they’re dying. everything’s going to sleep soon. finally, some peace...”
❝ what a lovely surprise ! how long has it been ? ❞
OPEN TO MUTUALS .
“it-- it’s been a good year now that we’ve seen each other.” she had taken a leave, going back to japan to tend to matters for her aunt. “things-- things are well. you’re still radiant as e-ever.”
http://ticibr.deviantart.com/art/Sunako-Nakahara-Lineart-632006549
AKIMOTO KOZUE, ROUGE DIOR PHOTOGRAPHY YASUNARI KIKUMA
i want to do a corpse bride au with sunako :/ inspired by this fan art.
do u ever just look at ur muse and just “you make shit decisions”
you can be positive and break a bottle over someone’s head though. multiplicity of identity.
a sack of flesh dragging around a sad soul, i am not a ghost of what i once was before. i am the manifestation of what i should have been, hiding behind a mask– a front– put forth as a guise against society. i am a child of the night; a child of the mist. i am a child who seeks to find comfort within the cold embrace of the night.
written by nazy.
@stillanimal omfg.
“I JUST SNIFFED YOU-- CHILL.”
♕:Holding hands
nonsexual acts of intimacy | not accepting!
♕:Holding hands
“nnhnn... johan,”
sunako’s practically whimpering beneath him. his weight pressing down on her,the warmth of the duvet they’re under, and the feeling of his lips against the thincolumn of her neck-- all these sensations made her head feel dizzy. she’s gettingused to such awkward displays of affection exchanged between them. right now,as they were sitting on her bed, reading their manuscripts, sunako had initiated the kisses, leaning in and pressing a peck to his cheek.
he had asked her what it was for, and she simply said she felt playful. one thingled to another and now they’re under the covers. still clothed, of course. sunakolet out a soft gasp as she felt his teeth bite the thin skin of her throat. her handwent to grab his. he took the lead once more and pinned her hands above herhead. sunako swallowed the saliva that had pooled in her mouth. she squirmedbeneath him, quietly groaning as he pushed her shirt aside, off her shoulder. this was agony, the way his lips pressed kisses to her skin, how his hands helda firm grip on hers, she intertwined her fingers with his, her nails digging intohis hand. she’s anxious but excited all the same. it feels good but she’s scared.
“ahm-- g-gently... jo-johan! th-that tickles...”
whatever he was doing, sunako couldn’t figure it out. she’s decided to put hertrust in him. especially right now, vulnerable beneath him.
❝ I’ve brought you a gift. ❞
???? meme | not accepting !
“for meeeeee? yu han! you shouldn’t have!”
she’s excited. knowing him, he always brought her such lovely presents.he knew her so well. ( almost too well. ) sunako pressed her hands againsther cheeks, her cracked lips split into a grin one might consider cute if it camefrom her. sunako bounced up and down on his couch, reaching out now to grab at the air before him. “show me show me! yu han! don’t keep me waiting!”
“you know i love your gifts! except those where you call me cute... i don’t likethose... i hope it’s not one of those.”