#ninshamhat

[tancgashima-blog]

@nin--shamhat / / lyrical.

❝ Certainly, there’s value in a sensitive mind. ❞

GUILTY KISS / / strawberry trapper

[thotianacht]

nin--shamhat

? Winks back-

Wink at me some more.

[tiflaltiyn]

nin--shamhat replied to your post: Goes to curl up next to someone for comfort and...

They felt cold? That wouldn’t do at all. She shall conjure a few blankets to cover their small form.

Enkidu looked at the blankets and saw one of them was pretty thin. A white blanket....they had an idea. Standing up on the couch Enkidu threw the blanket up, letting it float down to land on Shamhat’s head. Taking her face in their hands, the clay child kissed her forehead. “We’ll be together forever and ever.”

[meliinoia-blog]

       THERE HAS ALWAYS BEEN  a fine line between one that is transient and one that is permanent, and despite the strength of life trying to portray itself to her, it was evident that it was merely fleeting. for this is nothing but a happy illusion, one that she was all too happy to take part in, and yet there is an urgency that calls for a summoning of most of her newfound acquaintances to aid their effervescent and cheerful Master.

       thus, when a clear, fresh voice greets her, she turns around, beholding the sight of a most beautiful woman with hair so green and eyes so golden that it almost makes her gasp! it shocks her as to how there is someone so beautiful in the world; akin to her sisters Aphrodite and Helen? no! this is a most natural beauty, one that is beautiful in appearance and in heart, and it is not the might of Persephone who greets her, but the jubilation of the maiden, Kore who outstretches her hands to bid her rise.

       “ oh no, please don’t bow! I bid you greetings as well! “ Persephone exclaims happily, beaming as she holds the hands of a soon dear friend. “ your beauty astounds me so; I should like to get to know you better! we have not met earlier as I have been summoned rather late - I am Persephone, one of the Casters. and of you? my beautiful friend, what is your name? “

@nin--shamhat   /   from here

[priismata-a]

@nin--shamhat liked for a video game starter!

“Let’s see...”

Displayed on the screen were three items: a sword, a shield, and a staff. The game prompted them to select one of the three as their starting weapon. Illya didn’t need a second to decide, however.

“I’m picking the sword!”

[wldclay]

@nin--shamhat replied to your post.

She shall play along. ❝ Where is your handle, and where is your spout? ❞

ah, what a blessing that shamhat is playing along! the lancer just grins, making cute motions.

“here is my handle, here is my spout~”

[incubrosia-blog]

@nin--shamhat sent this meme: ❝ I don’t remember ever having this many hickeys, but I don’t mind. ❞’

❝ You certainly live up to your title of a holy prostitute, Caster. What was the actual word... Harimtu? ❞

A pause to let forth a soft bubble of laughter, the Caster lounging back into the softness of the bed. Ah, he was tempted to go yet another few rounds with her. But unlike he, she was much more human, even if their Servant bodies were more durable, more sturdy.

❝ Perhaps we should do this again. After all, your body is absolutely perfect. To think you would have been defiled in your past by less worthy beasts of men... Ah, it’s sad. ❞

[wldclay]

@nin--shamhat asked: What was so wrong about her appearance? Was it her status as a Servant, or was it the fact that the warmth Enkidu once felt from her was mostly gone? ❝ Why ask when you can freely take it? ❞ Even with part of the peach offered to her, Rider still takes a bite of the other half of the fruit.

“you ask because it’s polite,”

there was the lingering ‘that was what you taught me in the end’ laying in the tone used, but enkidu dare not say it. the lancer simply lets her do as she pleases, taking a bite of the other half instead. the lancer let out a light, satisfied sigh at the feeling of the sweet fruit going down, eyes trailing up to meet the rider’s again.