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button up yakumo it’s cold
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He doesn’t have buttons on this shirt. Or any shirt really.
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prometheums replied to your post: cleavage
button up yakumo it’s cold
⚔ ;
He doesn’t have buttons on this shirt. Or any shirt really.
she’s going to mom him so hard. as soon as he settles down on the couch after hours of reading, a bowl of soup is already being put down on the coffee table. ❝ it’s alright to rest, ❞ eva says softly, hands held up to her chest, expression stern. ‘ it’s tomato soup — i thought something warm would help you sleep tonight. ’ she pauses for a moment, expectant purple irises meeting his vibrant red. ‘ you are going to bed soon, aren't you louis ? ’ // @prometheums
@prometheums said: ☆☆☆☆!!!!
a moment of respite, a time to close their eyes. while they weren’t extremely rare moments ( despite their long lives, where regeneration controlled their lives & bodies through strings of viruses, they all tried to take moments to rest weary bodies, to questionable degrees of time ) they were, always, fleeting. at least, for them ; zyre, the queenslayer with enough energy to rival the lost ; & louis, who might not be active similarly to the other, but is always thinking, brainstorming -- researching.
they’re ACTIVE, but in different ways. even now, they’re on the field. a simple, hopefully easy-going exploration, but on the field nonetheless, where danger is ever present. still -- times to sit & catch their breath & senses are as ever important. they’ve found a place for now, a temporary camp for a few hours, void of any lost that may wonder upon them.
UNFORTUNATELY, as zyre sees it, their masks are still on -- good for their lives! but bad for zyre’s growing need to kiss louis almost once every hour. he settles, for now, on dragging him into his lap, arms wrapped snuggly around louis’ waist, nudging their masks together as gently as possible. he’d hate to break them! not long after, once the smaller revenant gets nice & comfortable against him, those nimble fingers are found running through his hair.
it’s soothing ; his touches soft & loving as always, eyes halflid & staring at zyre fondly ( & of course, the look is mirrored ). for NOW, he supposes, if he really, truly, ABSOLUTELY must, he’ll wait until they return to base to ravage him with kisses.
@prometheums sent: “I will not risk losing you.”
Protomen Starter Sentences
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Are those words meant for her?
The question never gets spoken though, instead it’s replaced by her staring at the other with warmth. He cared deeply for his friends, the world, and his words meant a lot to her despite leaving that question in her mind. She had seen his memories and knew the people he had lost; all had the desire to help the world at the dire cost of their life.
In a way, she could understand their choice; after all she had done the same once when her draining claw infected her with the frenzied queen’s blood. The ones who were left behind had to deal with the aftermath and sorrow that came with a sacrifice.
Louis’ sorrow that she felt in his memories were heavy and still fresh; and she hopes that she would never be a factor to his agony–
But if it came down to a choice where their hands were tied, she knows she would make that sacrifice again.
Especially for the small group of friends that had taken her in.
“I promise I won’t…” She trails off, a smile starting to form under her mask. Kaede can only hope her voice would be warm enough to express that hidden curve of her lips.
“I don’t want to lose you either. I’ll always try to make sure we both come back home.”
u smell lol
i am physically going to fight you.
@prometheums - starter from yakumo!
❛ there’s no need to worry so much, i only had the wind knocked outta me. ❜ he speaks as he rubs a palm against his chest with obvious discomfort on his face. damn, that hurt. he didn’t expect that lost to really give him what for, but what’s more important is that he was able to down the enemy before anything worse happened. ❛ how’re you holding up? i think we have a little more ways to go till we reach the next successor. ❜
STARTER CALL || @prometheums
“So, that’s a pretty weapon. ---- Please don’t hurt me. I am only over here because the wind blew my hat away.”
the female couldn’t help but exhale softly for a moment. kind of on high alert she couldn’t help but point over to the hat that was behind him. That’s all she wanted --- not to get hurt. That wouldn’t be pretty if she had to fight right now. So, letting a small sigh from her lips, she titled her head.
“ May I---”
‘ you do not have to hold it quite so tightly ’
Poetry Starters
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"Oh–I didn’t even notice…” She replies, loosening her grip on the book while her fingers begin to rub the indentations the pages had. It seemed to restore the page’s neutral stance, but she still frowns as she sees a little crease here and there. The story had been compelling, and had begun to reach the climax; the protagonist beginning to figure out who had killed their parents.
“I’m sorry, will the book be okay?” Kaede adds, turning towards Louis with a frown. Now she had the urge to go through the other books she had read before this to make sure none were damaged. “I’ll be more careful in the future.”