[HOW HIGH I WOULD HOLD YOU, ADORNED IN THE BRIGHTEST DISPLAY OF SUNS; BEACON OF HOPE, SNUFFED OUT IN SORROW]
AKA I really wanted to do a Godwyn merman piece but lost the motivation for the body-horror elements I had planned when my old tablet died/life whipped my entire ass. Anyway. New tablet. Golden boy. Detail zooms below.
Hi! How are you? Hope you are good! Meanwhile I've been the sick one lol👍🏻
haging in there like a cat on a screen door!! i'm so sorry i haven't been posting much, my schedule changed very suddenly at work and i'm dealing with way more hours but soooooooooooooon. i hope you feel better soon!! :']
I had a dream that I was trying to post an “art vs artist” challenge thing here but my selfie in the middle was just a zoomed in picture of a rat (which is accurate tbh) and people got really upset at me for being a rat on the internet
GN READER; NO PRONOUNS OR MENTIONS OF BODY FEATURES. WARNINGS: UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF/USE OF BLISS, RELIGIOUS ICONOGRAPHY, IMPLIED POSSESSIVENESS.
[THE WINE OF MY MOUTH GOES DOWN SMOOTHLY FOR MY BELOVED, GLIDING OVER LIPS AND TEETH. I AM MY BELOVED’S, AND HIS DESIRE IS FOR ME]
YOUR BELOVED DRINKS DEEPLY OF YOU, NO LONGER CONTENT WITH TIMID SIPS OF YOUR BOUQUET.
THIS IS A SACRED UNION, ORDAINED BY THE WILL OF GOD HIMSELF. TO DENY THE GLORY OF YOUR JOINING WOULD BE SACRILEGIOUS; SUCH LITTLE FAITH COULD NEVER HAVE BROUGHT YOU HERE TO THIS HOLY PLACE, LAID BARE ON BEDS OF FLOWERS THAT SIGH SWEET POISON UNDER YOUR WEIGHT.
They smell of greenery and ozone, perfume and incense. Gentle, adoring hands map your skin, rosary beads cool against your thigh as he kisses the very breath from your lungs. His thumb finds the crease of your hip, searching for the arch of bone just above until he skims a too-fresh wound.
Your sin mirrors his own, offset to your side by his brother’s careless rage. The letters are slapdash and raised, still raw, not smooth and pink with time. He swallows your protests, his lips drifting along the column of your neck until they graze another branding.
He pushes up to his elbows to look at you, his hair falling loose to frame his face. It doesn’t make him any softer; anguish and suffering have marked his features eternally, and his eyes feel like those of a mourner’s rather than a preacher’s. Apologetic, filled with a wordless, timeless sense of loss. You imagine there are a thousand things he’d like to say, but he chooses to show you instead, leaning down to whisper little blessings into the bloodied lettering.
May your Wrath be swift and just. Your head swims as he kisses a winding trail over your body, his hands trawling behind him in reverent worship.
May your Lust beget Love, and Love beget Loyalty.
You buck against his mouth when he kisses the swell of your hipbones, reaching blindly for his hair, but he threads his fingers with yours. Always in control, always guiding you, always aware. Knowing and observant even in the weightless, gossamer hold of the Bliss.
He holds your hands tight as he dips between your thighs, eyes never leaving yours, goosebumps scattering over your dew-slick skin. On any other night, you’d be shivering in the cool summer breeze. The Bliss-flowers beneath you promise that you’re warm, set ablaze by the way he cups his mouth around the sweetest parts of you.
But even he is only human. A human who feels desire the same as you, who shows godly restraint even now as he works his way back up your body and into your arms. He cradles your face between his hands as you guide him home, his forehead pressed to yours, shared breaths falling in time together as the world falls silent around you.
There must be a god, you think. A divine potter, shaping bodies that fit against and inside each other as if they were cut from the same clay. And yet you feel unfinished, left soft to the touch for another to shape and sculpt, just as Joseph molds you now to fit the very whorls of his fingerprints.
The moon-white flowers beneath you sing a voiceless song, one that fills your head with the thunderous sound of hearts beating together. The stars above have never been so close, cloaked in velvet darkness that you imagine you could touch. He loops strong arms beneath you, leveraging you closer and closer until it feels as though you might merge, your bodies moving without hurry in a perfect rhythm.
Your peaks are a pleasure you’ve never known, made gentle by Bliss and drawn out between you like honey on sticky mouths. It’s a creeping, smoldering fire, one that burns low in your belly but with blue-white heat, and the embers linger far beyond the afterglow.
But then you wake, startled by the sudden clamor of gates and dogs and yelling in the distance. There are no flowers beneath you. The night sky is the dark wooden rafters of his cabin, and you’re tucked beneath his arm on a queen-sized mattress that’s seen better days. Blue-red lights flash deep in the forest, cut by spotlights that sweep the horizon, panning over his bedroom window to peek between the blinds.
He stirs behind you and spoons his body close, pressing his face into your hair with a sigh. His rosary is cool against your skin, his arm heavy over your waist.
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Silly prompts? I'm in. Choose Character A and B. Now your cats represent one A and one B. The one that win the place on your chest is the character you pick (LOL). And the prompt...character coming back from battle to his partner?
I am so waxed on cough medicine it took me a minute to get what you meant but I think I got it 🥴 I picked Halsin and Shang Tsung, there’s now a 20lb black long-haired cat suffocating me laying on my chest wanting me to brush him so I’ll let you guess which one that represents.
As for the second part of the prompt 🧐 I will do some scheming hrrrmmm
home sick for the foreseeable future so I’m going to try to pick through requests/finish some WIPs. if anyone has any silly challenges (like shuffling your Spotify and writing a drabble for x character, etc) send them my way bc I’m trying desperately to keep myself from sleeping 24/7.
or like. general questions and character discussions. I love those.
the one good thing abt this is all 3 of my cats have been sleeping with me all day and I can confirm. real science here. that kitty purrs make everything better. even if they are fighting on my chest rn
home sick for the foreseeable future so I’m going to try to pick through requests/finish some WIPs. if anyone has any silly challenges (like shuffling your Spotify and writing a drabble for x character, etc) send them my way bc I’m trying desperately to keep myself from sleeping 24/7.
or like. general questions and character discussions. I love those.
the one good thing abt this is all 3 of my cats have been sleeping with me all day and I can confirm. real science here. that kitty purrs make everything better. even if they are fighting on my chest rn
