#noumisou

[manipulation]

drapes myself in ur inbox like a desperate wife missing their spouse

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 (real image of me and kenny btw.)

[tewwor]

♡ - you alr know ,, you know , ,

Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours ( accepting ) — @noumisou

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"There!" The paper ( crumpled and ... slightly damp as it is ) barely makes it Kenjaku's way before Fumihiko's backpedaling towards the door. "Now c'mon— we're up in five!"

[limitshatter]

can someone tell @noumisou that dead bodies AREN'T FREE REAL ESTATE??

[holyscorch]

hey cas do u wanna be the mom or the dad

good things he's hermaphroditic he can be whatever you want

[holyscorch]

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . / kenjaku and casimir. listen ,, , he's trying to talk and if u interrupt him again he's going to throw a fit.

--- ↪ prompt. ( loud and deafening silence. )

well, pardon his excitement. such a pity that not all can share in his delight any time a new exhibit of his comes to light in display. ( a beautiful sculpture -- this time, commissioned by an extremely talented artist. ) it was a relatively simple theme; a sculpture of a naked man, hands draped across his face with the skin seemingly melting and dragged underneath the touch of his hands to expose bits of his skull and the underlayers of exposed flesh. all captured within the stone; the likeness of flesh. A BODY NOT HIS OWN. he thought @noumisou would be rather ... fond of this one.

alas, while casimir was explaining how the artist designed and sculpted such a beautifully intricate piece -- the raise of a finger lifts; just hovering over his lips. he blinks a few times, head canting not unlike a confused pup when his companion seems to silence him. aww, not to his liking ? and here he thought he'd have at least some type of commentary ... ! he frowns, perhaps even ... pouting ? possibly. regardless, he makes his defiance known -- suddenly opening his mouth just enough to take a small bite out of the finger lifted up at him. there.

[cursedblessed]

⋆˙⟡ @noumisou ✦ continued from here

He watches her the way a scientist observes an unnamed species dredged from the bottom of the sea. He is not the first to look at her that way, and he certainly will not be the last, but there is something deeply unsettling about finding herself beneath his magnifying glass. Others have wanted to understand her, others have wanted to unravel her. He is among the few who actually possess the means to try and do.

The smile she offers is smaller, thinned into something polite rather than genuine. It remains for a moment, fragile, before the unease twisting through her stomach begins to wear at its edges. By the time he reaches toward her, it has become something quieter, something almost mimicking shyness.

She does not recoil, not outwardly. The moment his hand settles against her, something within her flinches, trying to evade the phenomenon. A subtle disturbance ripples through the shape of her being, through whatever strange thread had been stitched together to create a soul where none should have existed. Wrong. This feels wrong. Not because of the touch itself, but because of who it appears to belong to and who it actually is.

Still, Ophelia remains where she is. She is not foolish enough to provoke a confrontation without cause, nor fearful enough to retreat simply because her instincts whisper caution. So she waits, patient and observant, allowing the moment to unfold, to see where he intends to lead it.

❝ Is that what you're trying to do? ❞ Whether the question is a gentle invitation or a carefully placed snare is difficult to tell. She appears quiet, attentive, kind. Many people make the mistake of believing that is all she is. What they fail to notice is that before she learned compassion, before she learned gentleness, she knew survival. And when confronted with something that reminds her of a predator lurking in tall grass, those known instincts return with startling clarity. ❝ Force the change, spark evolution? ❞