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[deriision-archived]

nexarerum replied to your post: I’m slow on replies, but I can at least hoard...

an idea: her kicking my ass pls

what a piece

[deriision-archived]

@cute-nerd-dumfer talked about Adara being blonde for Halloween, and then it became Adara being blonde in general. I hate this. 

[amaterasuxmp]

comfort | ama + taem

because sometimes, all you need is a little comfort, with @taeminxmp from here

Amaterasu tucked the taller body of the demigod close, running a warm hand down his back in an effort to comfort him. Her heart ached for his tears, but she didn’t shush him or tell him to stop. It seemed Taemin had been carrying these anxieties of his marriage for a while, and it wasn’t just merely because of a rejection of a photo.

“I am very sure he isn’t ashamed of you dear.” Amaterasu murmured soothingly, leaning back to study Taemin’s face and producing a box of tissues for him to wipe his tears. “You and Yoongi have gone through so much,”

“Like what?” She asked gently now, pressing a cup of warm tea in his hands. She had invited Taemin over to hers and Eros’ apartment in an effort to catch up since his return from a job. She had no idea the demigod needed the visit way more than a casual catching up. Amaterasu squeezed Taemin’s free hand, her voice and gaze soothing and without judgement. “Perhaps...he is trying to protect you? He is a police officer now after all...”

[chvyim-blog]

- - - - - dark r e d  flower….

your lips,

met the transparent devil,

that carries my name.

the gold that runs through your veins,

paints you,

pains you,

in the colors of the red,

the green that your tongue tastes,

makes your mind,

your freedom will be shortened,

as you take off your clothes,

your heart was made out of red stone,

but you keep on searching for your pinks.

for the stars that burst,

once you reached a point.

where you can nothing but hold.

[askeletonkey-moved]

Shop /laughs

Shop — I’ll write a drabble of my character taking yours shopping.

                                       Seriously. Why did he ever agree to such a thing — shopping, he could tolerate it, in fact, he’s a serious shopper and if he’s born a wealthy man, he’d shop every fucking second — but sadly he was never a wealthy man. In fact, living as a Layne who’s just as ordinary isn’t all that exciting. But then shopping with Yumi; God he’s hating every second of it. Why did he ever agree to do such a thing with the person he most hated — well hate is such a strong word — shopping with a person he greatly dislike. 

                 ”You little fucker hurry up” he’d mentioned for the umpteenth time, casually kicking by the younger male’s as for the third time. He’d given a scowl and multiple whines for his deed and a screech, sometimes. But Layne never cared. It was as if babysitting a kid — Layne could never tolerate kids. So it was in all honesty, a bad experience with him. 

[askeletonkey-moved]

Rain --

Rain — I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain

                                  He doesn’t like the rain, no he doesn’t. The rain is too cold for him, too wet for him and it made him feel sick. So why was he kissing the flying man — he was unsure of it himself, but it felt nice. Once in a while, a long while perhaps — kissing was nice too — even if he was in a circumstance he ultimately despite and kissing stranger wasn’t his forte to begin with. But kissing — he might have secretly desired it. 

          The kiss shared between said stranger wasn’t of a long passionate one — rather short lasting. He pulled away once feeling content with it, rain drops trickling down his face and as he breathed, puffs of air were let out, ghosting in between their lips. “Don’t —  say anything” He muttered, though his word came out as cold and harsh. He didn’t really say anything to the angel still hovering on the ground, and instead turned the opposite direction, making his way to somewhere