are those gray hairs i see? (from sunreflector! ammy's trying to be a little jokey with her)
PROMPTS FOR CHANGES AND GROWTH 🌕 @sunreflector 🌕 accepting!
SHE STILL DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT, the way amaterasu would linger near her. surely there were nothing in an old demon worthy of the attentions of a goddess, much less the sun herself. a demon being so favored by the sun is practically unheard of: she is the lesser twin, loved by the moon instead.
...right?
but, if she would be honest about it, part of kokushibō did understand: she has never allowed akaza to escape her grasp, and dōma would find the same befall him. differing circumstances, for the love they have given her and found returned could not be mistaken for anything but, though...perhaps she would understand the desire to linger near one who could understand her.
from one celestial body to another, though she is no tsukuyomi and that may be for the best.
night-black hair streaked in red typically adorned her crown, decorated in hair pieces and tassels when among the temple, but kokushibō hums and suddenly her hair shifts: as white as amaterasu's fur, the blood-streaked red faded into pink beneath the sun's gaze.
"are they? i could have hardly noticed."
a playfulness of her own.