he knows not its name.     someone   he   thinks   he   failed,   more   than   likely   —   for   who   hasn’t   he?   —   and   for   the   thought   of   it   dark   somber   stones   throw   themselves   at ethereal   being,   dressed   in   the   finery   of   ivory  cloak of feathers.

[ ears floop. ]

oh.

am i warm, still?

maybe sleepy … ? i hope it’ll be fine.

it … crawled up my tail at some point and it has been there all day.

“they do not,”

Thank you for not thinking so …

hrrrrrrm …

[ FACE IN HANDS ]

because i get really jealous when you smell like things that aren’t me and that is terrible in the sense that you can do whatever you want so to not overthink the dilemma because i know you’d say something like it isn’t terrible i start gnawing at my arms or something close to the wylk’s texture

sorry …

[ hashtag easily entertained couple ]

. . . .

(( 𝘣𝘶𝘵 … 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴— 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 ʰᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. ))

(( you aren’t allowed to threaten me like this

(( like I had a feeling it was namazu related but I don’t think my brain processed it too well and

(( my bad

[ artificial light follows——congregates, as it has taken to do upon its resurgence, to where weary head doth rests; the angry purple lines PULSE. BURN. WARM to the touch. ]

[ he exhales, relieved. good. she doesn’t respond terribly to touch still. strong arms keeps her in place— a shield from everything and nothing at all. ]

imnotbitjnfmharmoffirsjusrrhewhykj

[ plink. ]

[ irritated lil foot taps; itching BAD to bite at his arms. ]

is that so?

umm.

. . . .

(( I might be a terrible person smh

(( whatever happened to not fighting back?!?!?!

(( hate that fucking catboy bro

(( WOW OKAY DAMN

(( i know that is like an oomf’s account so i had to hold back the urge to instantly block it bc im a hater

(( my bad

(( blood seeps onto you in the same way it would floorboards;   flows from your weeping girl, who bears herself in preparation for deliverance, onto construct’s chest like oceans and imbeds itself into flesh, just a it would wood,

(( their impact is to make everyone that gets to know how fucked up they are sad asf

ah.

like you said—

i know much about old habits.

!!!

I was originally going to say something about dipping into cold water but then my insides did something not nice feeling and had to change it to rocks which honestly yeah no that sounds terrible and wouldn’t do anything ignore all of that but also I should just get you water maybe you need hydration

we should jump into a pile of rocks

(( IM CRYING FHATS WHAR IR SOUNDS LKKE HUH

(( his mistake is not being able to do the one thing she needs him to do so

(( seb you might just be the most wife guy of all wife guys damn

[ plink. ]

bwah?

(( seb’s existential crisis sponsored by birby flavored nonexistential crisis amen