@gaemiko asked: miko kiss yui's forehead, also, she is 5'4
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At least they are on equal footing FGI&U*IHOJPO


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@gaemiko asked: miko kiss yui's forehead, also, she is 5'4
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At least they are on equal footing FGI&U*IHOJPO
@gaemiko asked: “ Bite me . ” ( sassiness toward yui )
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“Oh yeah? That’s how you’re gonna be?”
It seemed like she was pouting, having lost a bet to the performer just moments before. Yui had even been nice enough to take things easy on her! She might have been a fox, but Yui was just as sly.
They lean forwards, lips inches from the shell of the shrine maiden’s ear, breath hot against her skin.
“Careful what you wish for, Foxy.”
@gaemiko asked: ❝ i’ll stay. ❞ (Yui)
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“You won’t regret that decision foxy!”
They smile wide even as the rest of the crowd that once surrounded them starts to shuffle away silently, apparently tired of their little act. But Yae Miko’s voice cuts through that silence, Yui happily continuing to move their body in unnatural ways. They can see her watching their actions with amusement, even if it’s at their expense, at least their bringing her some form of entertainment.
@gaemiko 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 : ❛ your hands are scarred from murder, and yet i trust them completely. ❜
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃 , 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 , 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 , 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 the same . his sins outweigh his tragedy & he scrapes by in some unholy baptism of self - renewal . TRUST -- something unknown , unfamiliar , something that sends chills down his spine in its array of uncertainty . his hands were built to love , but oh , have they been used to drown & bury the innocent , the fallen . he’s burned so many to the ashes that he would rise from in flames , like a phoenix .
he wonders what she means & why she says it . that she trusts him . it makes his stomach turn , nausea rising through the esophagus to the point where he can feel it in his throat . somehow , still , there’s an honor he feels amidst the guilt of bearing those hell - bound demises . something akin to pride dances with the fear he holds tightly , bound to his heart . these worlds are mingling & suddenly , he’s unsure of everything .
he’s accomplished something though . earning the trust of others despite his battered past is truly all he seeks in these moments & from her words , she breathes his successes .
he closes his eyes & bows his head .
❛ i’ll do what i can to maintain that trust . ❜