my love can you not lust after my mortal enemy or do i have to enact a kiss ban
im so sorry bby i was trying to follow your lead no kiss ban pls i'll die and explode :((((
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my love can you not lust after my mortal enemy or do i have to enact a kiss ban
im so sorry bby i was trying to follow your lead no kiss ban pls i'll die and explode :((((
continued from here / @efloresce
" 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, " he echoes in the incipient breath of derisive humor, a laugh half formed. his teeth bare under lips curling back into a grin. sukuna's head tilts as he regards her, all four eyes scraping from crown to the grass just pressed underneath her feet. a meager thing. it would take nothing, an intention given form, to overtake her. if only.
fate is an insult, a balm for the weak to justify their existence, their suffering.
his tongue lifts from its bed and drags across the back of his lower teeth, skimming his lower lip with a thin sheen.
" 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞? " he flexes an arm, shifting chain and rope. the seals agitate, the rattle of their fluttering marring the peaceful air. a silent urge, threat - a timer. an unspoken question as to how long the talismans will hold.
❝ stop squirming! ❞ a hand is placed on his jaw, holding his head still as she attempts to put on the face mask sheet on his face. hers is already resting against her skin, put on the split of a second as if it's second nature ( and it might as well be, at this point ). and of course, as his sister, hana wouldn't let raphael out of the fun, pulling from the package a second mask, a matching set with colorful patterns. ❝ come on, the fastest you put it on the fastest you can take it off. not before we take pictures, though! ❞
❛❛ I said no Hana ❜❜ the scientist grumbles, putting a mighty effort into tearing himself away from her hold. Soft and dainty as she seemed, she would prove to have a surprising amount of strength when she puts her mind to it, perhaps it was all those years of practically wrestling her siblings and now him by default. But unlike how it is with her and Atsushi, he never initiates fights, the moment he's within her vicinity, the need to start a beating possesses her like a demon ... he still wonders if this is ordinary sibling behavior, but what would he know ?
He pulls away again, successfully freeing himself from her vice grip for a split second, but she grabs him again, weaseling her way through his pushing and pulling. Another grumble, irritation dripping from a usually gentle tone, hadn't been enough that he lets her invade his apartment ? She has to drag him into her beauty routine now ? ❛❛ I don't need a mask ❜❜ Raphael complains, a hint of panic in his voice now as she mentions pictures, this is a form of cruelty that needs to be studied ! After much struggle, he manages a firm hold on her wrists, but no matter how much he pulls she would squeeze at his face even harder. ❛❛ This is ridiculous, let go ! ❜❜
@efloresce // EVERYDAY HE SUFFERS
" oh ? what's wrong with me stepping out of my museum ? am i not allowed to visit you during your office hours ? " casimir chuckles, the corner of his lips curling up into a faint smirk at the obvious surprise in @efloresce eyes at the sight of him entering her office without warning. ( he knows, it's common courtesy to at least make an appointment ... but he figured that they were beyond the need for such a thing. ) it's become customary for him to visit her in that green house she enjoyed frequenting; why not her office space ?
" or are you just worried one of your beloved students may see us together and start gossip ? they are already concocting the most scandalous things .... why not let them indulge themselves ? "
/ sc.
☆ put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. it's time to spread positivity! let's take ibuprofen together ✨
aeeuuuaeooouguuh ....... you killed me ..... you killed mr touya tumblr user midokai
🎨 + hana,,, , , ,
@efloresce
come back of zarina's atrocious drawing skills 2k23. ( 6/7 )
"Hana is very pretty~"
hey is ur uncle single asking for a friend
atlas rn
@efloresce / starter
𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, or so it appears. and it does .. appear so. it's almost too much and yet, not enough. the shrine, set somewhere remote ringed by thick trees and fresh, sharp pine, would be considered tranquil if not for him. sukuna, the centerpiece of the shrine coiled in chains, iron cuffs clamped over each wrist and both ankles. ropes twined with something sacred constrict him from limb to torso, clasping his arms to his body. like a spiderweb, the links lead from restraints to the entirety of the shrine, dripping with talismans in constant flutter- upset by the winds of his malevolent energy. the air beats with an unnatural pulse, heavy, suffocating.
" 𝐲𝐨𝐮. " his voice swallows the shrine, drowning in the roiling quake of earth. his so-called warden. his teeth part as his tongue curves into the air, tasting her energy. death. ash. the thick muscle rolls back into his mouth. his lower eyes press up against their lids, flicking towards entities unseen. “𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮.”