i float in, and you're half asleep,
and the specter of her reaches
to wipe away stray strands of hair
and to brush gentle touches
against your half-lidded eyes;
you're half-delirious, wondering
if you were dreaming, or
if landmasses had drifted
across the earth and its oceans
just to bring you two together,
here, now;
but i am only the angel of her, and
i am here to wish you good night
and sweet dreams, of light-hearted things
like white rabbits, four-leaf clovers,
beautiful poetry, and
real, gentle love
before i, and she, must take our leave,
for though her heart stays full, always
she was meant to say good night
and good bye, but
know and remember:
she would have taken any opportunity
to have kissed your pink cheeks and
to have slept beside you in the night.
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Nona kisses Gideon because Gideon looked like she wanted to be kissed, because Gideon thinks Nona is Harrow and wishes Harrow would kiss her.
A good take, I can get behind it, definite angst potential here. But consider:
Nona kisses Gideon because Gideon's default ground state of existence, ever since she learned what kissing was, is wanting to be kissed. She looked in the snow leek fields wondering which skeleton was her mother and on some level it was in the hope of being kissed. Then she got older and she collected dirty mags not just because they were tittilating but because those brave Cohort soldiers snog almost as often as they fall out of their uniforms. Even when she's a revenant foxing being asleep she can't help her body language expressing this hopeless yearning for someone to love her so much they will lock their lips with hers. It takes Nona, who can read body language and isn't so well acquainted with Gideon that she dismisses this constant yearning as just a Gideon quirk, stumbling in on Gideon alone in this one perfect moment of vulnerability to actually give her what she's wanted forever. No ulterior motive. Just a kiss. Just because Gideon looked like she wanted to be kissed.
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Today I finally admit (after 3 weeks of denial) that our professor's assistant is fucking hot. I cannot believe there's a real ass man that isn't somewhere up in the ass of the world and I find attractive. Like what the fuck?? Didn't know they existed.
But don't get me wrong, he's hot not on a scale of "conventionally attractive and hot person", he's hot according to my "that's a little itty bitty nerd person that seems to be queer and they're real fucking smart" scale, so most people may find him... ok, at least. At most they'd side-eye me.
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The next time you see me rin it's for a link for all the filth I have for Zhongli but I will not be held responsible for all the loss of blood and nosebleeds that will happen when I give you that link. Here are a few teasers hope you survive😈😈😈😈
it is 9:47 am in the morning and i am now horny fml
chocolate or zhongli? hah, what a stupid question.
both. i want both.
but if i can only have one obviously i'll have zhongli what kinda question is that-
JFC THE SIZE OF THAT DICK AND THOSE LEWD EXPRESSIONS I- *purrs* *snarls* *hisses*
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i can't decide if i like picture 5 or picture 6 more.
............
i'll settle with picture 6 bc he looks ready to be worshipped
and i am very much ready to worship ;)
sir that mouth can be of use somewhere else hehe hehe winkwonk
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「 @universestreasures | Ahmes / Aichi Sendou」 issued a challenge:
“Percy?” A young Ahmes speaks as he tugs the older knight’s sleeve, the prince positioned behind him as they both looked down at the humans being dropped off at the palace gates for the annual offering. “Why did Papa say I’ll be getting a human this time? I don’t wanna drink from anyone. He knows that. You know that. Everyone does. Besides, I bet any human wouldn’t like me. I bet I’d cause them to run away.”
(Smol Club Ahmes Aichi establish the deep lore, and when him and Percy Gaillard were close since he and Ashlei were the only friends he had when he got sick before Toshiki showed up)
Across the grand hall, on the lower floor they watch as the humans were escorted by the Liberators. The Jewelers were down there as well, preparing for the ceremony that was to be taking place later that evening. One among them was to be chosen by the prince, the rest would be pawned off to lesser nobles as nothing more than over glorified leftovers.
Gone were the days of needlessly plucking humans from dark parts of the streets in order to feed. Vampires having been in power for so long now that the humans offered their own, more than willingly, in order to remain in good favor to their supreme rulers.
Each human down there was rather young, but the youngest couldn't be much older than Percival or the prince himself. Normally offerings weren't collected until they contained enough blood to sustain a noble without dying immediately, but that boy down there... The knight could see him discarded by the end of the night. Percival doesn't seem to mind the fact that this was probably going to be the first and only time he'd see most of these... people.
Perhaps it was due to his history with humankind, but the idea of them infesting the palace like rats made him seethe. But knowing most of them wouldn’t last a lord nowhere near their expected lifetime seemed to make their presence tolerable. To the young knight this was a kindness that they did not deserve. He wanted to watch them all perish in the flames of the Liberators’ judgment, just as they set everything he once knew ablaze in the name of their own holy flames.
He was observing solely to help determine a good candidate for his prince.
It was a mission given to him by the king himself, so he was sure to take it seriously.
❝ King Alfred wishes for you to have one on the off chance you change your mind in the future. ❞ Which Percival was reassured would happen one of these days. There was no way a vampire could abstain forever, especially when harboring the power of those with pure, noble blood such as Ahmes.
As the knight watches on, he catches sight of the young boy seemingly trip over himself, his hands weighed down by heavy iron shackles meant to bind an adult.
--Pathetic...
A weak offering. It was nearly an insult to have someone so weak in the offering pool meant for prince Ahmes to choose from. Percival makes a mental note later to seek out the codex marking the details of this years offerings. Whomever decided such a human was a suitable candidate for the prince should be dealt with for such latent disrespect.
❝ Any human should be happy to offer their services to their future king... But it doesn’t matter if a human likes you or not. They cannot run from you, your highness. ❞
Once a Jeweler’s collar was locked and talisman's link established with it’s owner that was that.
A life lived in servitude to their lords. That’s what was expected of those brought back by the Seekers. And if an offering was accepted the villages of the families who had procured them would receive all sorts of benefits; ranging from protection or tax reliefs. To sacrifice the few in favor of the many... Humans were incredibly selfish creatures, worthy of bearing the heavy title of ‘sinner’. Such was the sentiment of the entire Liberator faction. The young knight couldn’t agree more now since watching the ant line of humans as they were forced down onto their knees at the base of the stairs leading up to the pair of thrones at the end of the grand hall.
❝ It is a great honor to receive an offering. It shows the humans submissiveness to your power as one of royal standing. This is only the first of many, you are in line for the throne after all. You can expect many more as you come into power; as human and vampire societies alike will hope to gain your favor. ❞
The display below was sure to be overwhelming to the prince, who was always hesitant about the idea of feeding off humans. But this was but a step towards Ahmes’ eventual rise into power. The young knight’s rust colored hues break away from the commotion below in order to set their sights on his charge. Tonight's ceremony was akin to a coming-of-age celebration for vampires in noble standing... And Percival himself was going to not only bear witness to such a grandacious event he was taking a pivotal part in it.
To stand by Ahmes’ side and remain there... Such a thing was everything to him, to the boy who had lost everything until Ahmes had become part of his newfound life. So he offers his hand to the prince, signaling it was time to go.
❝ Looks like... they’re being prepared for the ceremonial ritual. Are you ready, Prince Ahmes? Remember: You must choose one. ❞
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