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When my friend saw your picture, he said you looked like this man. I'm not trying to insult you, Mr. Cyran.
Ah. I suppose I can acknowledge the similarities.
Who might he be? I have the feeling there are perhaps unseen similarities as well to consider?
EMOTETOBER DAY 10 - ohohoho
✮ why not? (LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS SHALL WE SILVER? [MUN NO!])
Send ✮ and I’ll generate a number between 1-100 | @sonicheroesnvillains
22: “Can I kiss you?”
The bat was unsure where the question had come from - he sat now with a smile, yet his cheeks flushed. He looked quite like it’d just slipped out of his lips, and it had. “Uhhh....That is....”
Well, they were dating now, weren’t they?
I found Daisuke.
what kind of “i love you” are you?
i love you, i've always loved you, i will always love you
it's commitment, it's devotion, it goes often without saying, but is felt nonetheless. it's accepting that you would travel to hell and back for them if they asked and knowing that they would do the same for you. it's an old ache, long after they've burrowed deep into your chest and settled there like a weight- grounding, an anchor point. even when you're apart, you can still feel the shape of them, it's like phantom pain. neither of you can help but succumb to the other's gravity, yet neither of you fear the collision. it means that you trust them, that they make you feel safe, that they feel like home.
tagged: @sawbladed (thank uuu <3) tagging: i’ve seen a lot of people do this one already but i don’t know who has and who hasn’t - i invite theft
▶️ Oh, Iesin... aren't you mad at Talvos for hurting you? Breaking that trust? Go retaliate. Use those claws, make it *hurt.*
He... isn’t. Confused, frightened, aching-- yes, but not angry. He just wants to know why. But his body is banking, swooping back to land in front of Talvos -- who is exactly where Iesin abandoned him, except that he’s sunk to his knees, curled over the hands he’s still got tucked under his elbows, as if hiding them away-- or pinning them down. He starts up as Iesin lands, sitting up, tilted back to look up at Iesin as if holding his body upright for Iesin’s inspection is a string hooked into his spine.
Iesin has to hurt him. His body moves, and Iesin leans back against it, fearing now more the compulsion sinking into his muscles than the echo of pain against his ribs. Is this why-- is this what Talvos felt? He looks, desperately, for the shadow of another pair of wings, for the glint of another pair of eyes, listens for the low croon of another voice that would explain this -- but there’s nothing, just Iesin and his traitor body, his traitor talons that flash out, carving red blood in bright, stinging spray across Talvos’ face.
Talvos’ head snaps to the side, letting his body move with the blow in unerring acceptance even as Iesin, released from the compulsion, yanks his hand back, putting horrified distance between them. Red weeps across Talvos’ face, tracing the edge of his jaw and dripping off of his chin.
“Beloved,” Iesin whispers, squeezing his red-stained hand in the other. “Didn’t want-- could not stop--” that’s what Talvos said, he realizes. “Were forced, you,” he chokes.
mistletoe ( accidental... or is it??? >:3c ))
send me ‘ mistletoe ’ for my muse’s response to being underneath mistletoe with your muse. ( accidental? )
❛ Thanks for agreeing to help me with decorations today. It won’t take long, I promise. ❜ Akira takes a seat beside him on the sofa as he places a box between them. The cafe wasn’t large, and there wasn’t many spots to place these decorations so he really hoped it wasn’t a bother. Just looking at the holiday ornaments and designs brought a smile to his face. Akira never was allowed to really enjoy events such a these and now, he felt at peace being with someone like Karter.
He took out a few Gingerbread man statues and small ornaments and was stopped in his tracks as the other uttered a small, Oh.. from his lips. ❛ Hm? ❜ He looked up, thinking nothing of it. Until he spotted the small plant that hung between his fingertips.❛ Ah. ❜ Akira rubbed the back of his head with a bit of embarrassment. From the looks of it, it seemed Karter was just as flushed as he was.
❛ Seems I am not hearing any complaints from you, so I guess I’ll just go ahead and stick to tradition. If you don’t mind. ❜ He pushes the box aside just a tad as he leaned in super close. Just to secure his place, his hand took hold of Karter’s chin. When he was close enough he could feel their breath intertwine and that’s when his throat started to tighten. Just before his heart gave in… Akira’s lips met his for a light kiss and he could feel his bangs tangle with Karter’s as his head hung low.
❛ You sure this wasn’t just your plan to distract me, hm? ❜