#litteriae

[talkngflowers]

          wary  disposition  offers  a  forced  smile  fraught  with  pre  established  suspicion  at  the  proposition..  although  he  was  curious,  and  there  was  always  reason  to  find  excitement  in  the  other’s  schemes,  he  recognized  there  lingered  a  potential  risk  that  accompanied  it.  he  knew  senku  well  enough  by  now  to  understand  his  motto  might  as  well  be  ‘all  things  come  with  a  price’...  a  price  defined,  oftentimes,  by  grueling  labor.  

          craning  his  neck  to  acknowledge  his  friend,  he  tucked  his  hands  into  wide  sleeves  and  tilted  his  head  in  a  way  that  mocked  ignorance.

❝  oh  my—  am  i  to  assume  i’m  the  first  you  came  to  with  this  particular  oposition-pray??  how  charming,  i’m  flattered~!!  ❞

          eyes  previously  feigning  a  friendly  display  narrowed  into  something  more  mischievous..  as  ambivalent  as  he  was,  he  could  never  find  it  in  him  to  outright  decline  the  scientist’s  offer.  not  to  mention,  there  were  frequently  special  circumstances  that  he  knew  the  other  trusted  with  gen  specifically..  the  more,  morally  ambiguous  tasks.  ones  that  would  prevent  those  who  still  cradled  their  integrity  with  no  intention  of  letting  go  from  doing  just  that.  the  mentalist,  unlike  many  of  the  others,  wasn’t  nearly  as  hesitant  to  stain  his  conscience  with  what  often  had  to  be  done.

❝  and  what,  if  i  should  be  so  bold  to  ask,  would  i  be  getting  myself  into  should  i  say  yes,  my  dear  senku-chan??  is  it  time  we  have  another  tete-a-tete  with  our  good  friend  the  devil??  ❞

“do you want to do something stupid with me”

@litteriae​ i dont remember what prompt this was... ( shrug! )

[begraved]

@litteriae​:  Shoichi nuzzles his girlfriend and whines shamelessly, clearly wanting her attention. "Kaoru.."

     when shoichi is here, the nights are not so bitter. in fact, she can hardly remember the last time she had been bitter about anything at all -- nothing more than the burnt coffee that she downs in a morning’s gulp. after a hard day’s work, they have winded down. kaoru has begun to wrap up her research, bringing yet another chapter of her study journal to a close as the foreseen publishing date draws nearer. it is her life’s work, started young and pursued younger; and shoichi decides that she has enough time to close the books here. 

     he crouches by her ear, lips ghosting against her lobe as arms snake around her. truthfully, kaoru had resigned to it before he had even started. the way that he kept peering at her as he passed her by was not discreet, and to an extent, she had figured that this would eventually happen. she eases away from her laptop, closing the screen whilst pressing a kiss to his cheek, and then his lips. 

     “ what is it, shoichi? “  she smiles, perhaps the purest and happiest of them all. her hands cup his cheeks, and she kisses him twice more. desire swims in his ocean blue eyes, and she is happy to join in for the ride.  “ you waited really long for me, right? c’mon, let’s go cuddle on the couch. “

[destinychose]

@litteriae​ + venti

❝    there’s  .  .  .  not  much  to  braid.    ❞    lumine  murmurs  as  she  avoids  venti’s  curious  gaze,  resisting  the  self - conscious  urge  to  reach  up  and  touch  at  the  choppy  locks  cut  close  to  the  nape  of  her  neck.

once,  their  hair  had  been  strikingly  alike  to  aether’s,  cascading  down  their  back  in  golden  waves,  but  in  her  desperation  to  free  herself  from  what  she  saw  as  the  shackles  of  their  similarities,  lumine  took  it  upon  herself  to  hack  away  at  what  made  them  the  same.    it  did  the  trick.    what  was  initially  an  act  of  rebellion  became  a  triumphant  bid  for  freedom,  resulting  in  a  physical  and  metaphorical  weight  being  lifted  from  her  shoulders.

it’s  almost  ironic,  then,  that  in  the  wake  of  their  separation,  they  have  now  come  to  miss  the  very  thing  they  sought  to  break  away  from  —  their  uncanny  resemblance.

lumine  exhales  softly  and  forces  down  the  bone - deep  ache  that  has  settled  within  her  chest  since  aether’s  disappearance,  finally  meeting  venti’s  gaze  with  a  small  smile.    ❝    you’re  welcome  to  try,  if  you  really  want.    ❞

[lerfmuses-moved]

@litteriae​  liked  for  a  NORMAN  STARTER !

                       after  all  this  time  they  were  able  to  find  her ---  emma .  the  one  reason  they  were  all  here ,  all  alive .  she  has  always  been  someone  that  norman  admired ,  but  even  with  his  brains  he  wouldn’t  even  know  how  to  begin  to  describe  his  feelings  towards  her .  let  alone  his  current  feelings . . .

                       amnesia . . .  this  was  part  of  her  promise ,  wasn’t  it ?  norman  has  a  sinking  feeling  that  it  was .  if  that  was  the  case . . .  was  she  even  the  same  person ?  he  hates  to  have  the  thought ,  but  it’s  an  understandable  question  to  ask .  he  wants  to  believe ,  though .  he  wants  nothing  more  than  to  have  the  emma  he  knows  and  loves  back .  he  wants  to  celebrate  with  her ---  wants  to  truly  thank  her  for  everything .  he  knows  he  wishes  to  be  with  her  regardless .  even  if  she  is  a  completely  different  person  now .  but . . .  that  doesn’t  mean  it  doesn’t  hurt .

                       ‶  emma . . .  ″  did  she  even  use  that  name  anymore ?  brows  knit  together ,  he’s  smiling ,  but  he  wants  to  cry .  this  girl  doesn’t  know  him  anymore ,  though .  so ,  he  does  what  he  knows  best ,  and  masks  it .  old  habits  die  hard ,  don’t  they ?  how  upsetting . . .  just  when  he  started  learning  to  be  more  vulnerable .

                       ‶  you  really  don’t  remember  me ,  do  you ?  ---  it’s  alright  if  you  don’t .  ″  reassurance ---  was  it  weird  for  her  to  be  confronted  by  those  she  didn’t  even  remember ?  norman  can’t  begin  to  imagine  what  it  must  be  like  in  her  shoes .  confusing ,  most  likely .  ‶  my  name  is  norman .  we  grew  up  together  in  an  orphanage .  ″  his  voice  is  soft ,  gentle .  he  wonders  if ---  in  this  case ---  ignorance  was  bliss .

                       there  was  no  more  immediate  danger .  does  it  do  any  good  to  reminder  of  the  horrors  of  their  past ?  the  journey  they  took  to  reach  this  point ?  perhaps  if  it  jogs  her  memory ---  but  would  that  risk  breaking  the  promise  she  made  with  “ the  one “ ?  for  now ,  he  just  doesn’t  wish  to  overwhelm  her .

[talkngflowers-m]

❀ ` `  INBOX  @litteriae​ "oi, megumi! just so you know it's okay if your butt is flat! I love you regardless!"  yuji & megumi bc hes a big idiot UNPROMPTED   (  always accepting !  )

❝  what...?  ❞

               the  statement  met  with  an  expression  void  of  warmth..  the  unpleasantness  in  which  it  was  interpreted,  only  subdued  by  the  shock  of  what  was  said  in  the  first  place..  he  had  no  insecurities  when  it  came  to  his..  form..  however  the  concept  that  itadori  thought  to  bring  it  up  out  of  some  kind  of  manifested  empathy??  presumably  because  on  several  occasions  he's  announced  his  taste  in  form  leaned  towards  those  who  were  ' tall  sporting  large  buttocks '.  although  megumi  thought  he  should've  expected  something  like  this,  he  was  still,  somehow,  astonished.

               sharpened  eyes  narrowed  further,  brows  knitting  together  in  confusion  mingling  distaste  the  longer  he  mulled  over  the  words.  he  cherished  itadori..  really..  he  did..  but  it  was  moments  like  these  that  left  him  nothing  but  infuriated..  the  ignorance  bubbling  unendingly  from  his  partner's  mouth,  seemingly  a  habit  incapable  of  being  curbed.  megumi's  own  lips  parted  finally,  revealing  bared  teeth  from  which  words  dripping  revulsion  bled.

❝  get  away  from  me.  ❞

[scnsei-a]

@foxnined​ & @litteriae​

“i’d like to go on record that boruto says i am, indeed, quite poggers.” he’s proud despite the fact that he has no idea what the words means. doesn’t matter - he’s poggers.

[valentris-a2]

@litteriae  sent:            “ you don’t have to hide your tears from me . ” kyo & tohru 🥺

a  sniffle,             hand  brushing  away  stray  tears.                     ❝           ah...             i - i  suppose  you’re  right,             kyo - kun.           ❞                     he’s  right.             it  isn’t  like  this  is  the  first  time  she’s  wept  in  front  of  him             ————————             for  him.             time  with  him  is  short,             time     stubbornly     moving  forward,             too  fast  for  her  to  catch  up.             the  thought  of  losing  him  is  enough  to  cause  an    ache  so  deep    in  chest  it  leaves  her  struggling  to  breathe,             feeling  overwhelmed  and  equally  hopeless.

still...             he’s  here  now,             free  as  any  member  of  the  zodiac  can  be.             there’s  still  time  left.                     ❝           i  can  never  hide     anything     from  you.             you  always  know.           ❞                     words  leave  lips  shaky,             though  she  manages  to  offer  the  other  a  small  smile,             eyes  red  and  cheeks  tear - stained.                     ❝           i'll  be  fine.             please     don’t  worry    about  me     !             i  think...             i  just  needed  to  cry,             to  let  it  all  out.          ❞

[akyoubas-moved]

zenitsu  for  @litteriae  .  @thnderblade  !   /   ♡