#venores

[holyscorch-a]

" oya oya ... hello there, beautiful. " tone takes a sanguine turn upon the sight of esra's pretty face, a chuckle slipping past his lips as he takes note of his sweet little frown. ( always such a welcoming sight for sore eyes. ) the after effects of his labor - intensive day seems to have completely dissipated already. he walks over to him, hand reaching out to take esra's before lifting it up just enough for his lips to plant a small kiss across his knuckles. a greeting he's given to esra multiples times -- and he is always amused when the other makes no effort in hiding the way he may sometimes wipe it clean.

" pleasure to see you .... but it's quite late, hm ? unless you're here on your own little expedition. want some company tonight ? i'm more than happy to spill some blood for you. "

@venores / sc.

[darabeatha]

ㅤㅤWhat an unorthodox way of solving problems.. ❛ This cannot possibly be sustainable for long.. Less with your form. ❜ Despite his mild complacency in... whatever this was; endorsed by the way he somewhat limply hung from the other's arms, no semblance of concern truly showed in the doctor's face, even while being consciously aware that all of this would have made much more sense if he, as the servant, were the one carrying the other around. He wanted to show off his resistance? strength? Fine by him. At the end of the day, his exhaustion will only prove to be far more resourceful than this little show of his. / @venores

[sculptambitio]

ㅤㅤESRA .....

[sculptambitio]

@venores replied ; my dearly detested ❤️

ㅤㅤ❛ ESRA ..... ❜ Slowly does he pull his goggles to the side as red invades his vision. The characteristic contempt and hostility in his words remains present alongside the smoothness with which his name rolls off his tongue, as if it were the very first coherent name he's uttered as a child, or with an ease akin to elephants remembering those that have wronged them. Yes, of course he remembers him. Just seeing that unnecessarily bright red hair of his was enough to put a frown on the jockey's face.

ㅤㅤ❛ You've gained weight. How placid must life have been for you lately .. Have you run out of toys already? Fortunately for you, I have a magnificent penchant for keeping you on your toes. I'm guessing, given your insistence on seeking me out, this is what you're after, yes? ❜

[fractise]

where have you been, maude ? :/ <- maude comeback maude comeback !! 💖💖💖 let's gooooOOOOO 🦅🦅🦅

" Who me? Well, if you must know, I was on a very private and expensive vacation to ... the Bahamas. You know how I love to vacation. " <- has never taken a vacation in her life.

[holyscorch-a]

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder / for yoru and esra 🥹

--- ↪ prompt. ( old ass prompt )

yoru took much respite in the soothing silence that came with emrhys' library. he's thankful that the sorcerer is such a stickler for ensuring his library is a safe space for those who wish to hide away from overstimulating crowds, and indulge themselves in a place where nothing but the mind can do the work for them. he admits, it was surprising to have esra wish to tag along with him -- not that it was because esra didn't seem like the library type. he simply feels almost always taken aback whenever he wishes to spend his time physically on him.

as a few hours pass where barely a word is exchanged between them, yoru's eyes finally lift up from the book in that split second to ask esra if he wanted to do something else -- until he feels him rest his head against his shoulder. it catches him by surprise, blinking down at him in brief concern, but soon he registers the faint look of exhaustion on his face. ah .... the dots slowly begin to connect. he figured that esra might not have been getting enough sleep these days. why, he knew not, and he didn't wish to be so crude to pry .... his hand eventually lifts up to rest around esra's head, further pushing him against his shoulder to allow his full body weight onto his own. ( he'll allow himself to be used as a pillow. )

" sleep well ... " he utters, patting his head for a brief second before returning his attention to his book.

[holyscorch-a]

esra is giving one big, loving kiss to yoru (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)♥ mwah !

" hmph .... just one ? " yoru huffs, suddenly grabbing at esra's collar to begin dragging him into the break room of the cafe. " ... i'll show you how you can kiss me properly. "

[holyscorch-a]

happy birthday, amora !! 🎂 i hope u have a wonderful day ♥️

THANK YOU THANK YOUUUUUUUU!!!! (KITHS YOU)