#; but yugfsyugf they are so intense together AAAH

[godlivesonthemoon-archived]

@abrupturn​

“ i told you, i’ll love you no matter what. i’ll wipe the blood off your skin. i’ll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster. ” ( zion! )

meme for that specific brand of ships (always accepting) 

There are people who wish to suffer. People who shall die under his watch. Walking back to his Garden, blood covering his face, torso and fingers, Enel looks like the beast he is, craving for blood, violence and war. He took the throne of Skypiea using his most brutal strength, crushing those who were standing against him, denying him his holy power, arguing with his total supremacy. Those particular people are now dust soiling the lands of his paradise, the few rebellious ones living around always watched and spied by the infamous God of Skypiea. He’ll wipe their existence if they ever dare to raise their voices once again, his mind clouded with the only proof of his total power; thunder itself, offering him all the magic he needs to be forever feared. Today is the day he gave them a bloody reminder of his wrath, his expression betraying his profound hatred, his hands steady, but his fists still clenched as he entered his home, arctic eyes falling on the silver irises of his lover. 

For one second he stands there, observing the one he beds every night, his heart pumping regularly within his chest, as only the echo of those droplets of blood falling on the marble is disturbing the silence. He’s not wearing any sort of mask when there’s Zion around; he’s gifted by every single inch of his persona. Enel clicks his tongue as he comes closer, his mind still boiling with all that violence he has been serving for a few hours. He curls his lips into the most demonic grimace, madness written all over his features. 

“See? This is who I am. This is what you worship and love. Would you wish to escape before you’d suffer from my whims and pay with the price of your life, Zion?” Enel snarls with a deep voice, while he wonders if one day, Zion wouldn’t leave him as well. He’s despicable, cruel and brutal. He’d be able to harm him, even kill him. It’s unsafe for the thief to remain close, and yet, Zion, stubborn as ever, decides to say something entirely different. 

         “ I told you, I’ll love you no matter what. I'll wipe the blood off your skin. I'll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster. ”

His voice is sincere, Enel doesn’t sense any sort of lies, nor he feels any fear or disgust emanating from his aura. Zion appears to be perfectly honest, far from using tricks nor lies to fake the most genuine feeling they are both experimenting when they are together. Silently, Enel walks to cross the distance between them, his irises as cold as his expression, while he raises his fingers to eventually brush Zion’s face, cupping his cheek inside of his large palm. He doesn’t care about the blood painting his tan skin, nor the fact it’s not even his in the first place, he eventually scoops Zion within his arms, so they can be face to face once again. He smirks, as he believes his lover wouldn’t dare to push him away even if that states of dirtiness, moving in the direction of his private onsen, his wrath slightly appeased as he knows he’d be loved by this particular man no matter how monstrous he can be. 

“You’re such a twisted mind. I wonder how the world has been able to smash that little head of yours so you see beauty in these horrors I commit in the name of my power.” Enel snarls, before he savagely presses his lips against Zion’s. He wants to taste them over and over gain in another powerful battle, his tongue immediately inviting the smaller one to share that passionate dance. Ah, what a blessed existence! He can even share his most brutal nature without fearing to lose the only person who seems capable to understand his deepest and darkest flaws. From that prior intense wrath, Enel is now surrendering to that intense lust, his kiss suggestive enough to let the thief know what would be his fate in the next minutes.

#⚡peasant who wants my time | ask ic #⚡god always wins the game | meme #⚡️gold would never be enough for the greatest thief | zion | abrupturn #⚡️for the one who bites the hardest | enelion (abrupturn) #; lmao legit Enel was holding a gun against my head to write about them this morning #; but yugfsyugf they are so intense together AAAH #; love this pairing to death I swear ;-;