i have done bad things, did them to good people // got no self control, it's the root of my evil
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal
She’s so vibrant as he pieces everything together, holding her close as his excitement for her outshines everything else. There’s no worry, no fear, no uncertainty or wariness that she’d made the wrong choice — something they both would agree with given the history between them. This is absolutely the best thing that could have happened, and he lets her excitement reflect within his side of the bond, a shining glimmer to meet hers.
His arms slip around her as she speaks again, some crooked and gentle smile blossoming across his face as he listens, bobbing his head in understanding. “We will have to test it out then won’t we?” He asks, relief spreading through him that she got to keep all of her shifts, lips twisting a little more boyishly as she reaches up to take his face into her hands — something that has him grinning his excitement down at her, lopsided as it is.
Her words strike a chord and his gaze crinkles a hint around the edges as he lifts his hands to cover her own, squeezing lightly before turning his head slightly to press his lips to the inside of her hand. “Both of us. Forever.” He breathes as if the idea wasn’t possible a few minutes ago, only now to have his world turned around — his lover becoming the very same demigod that he is.
It has him tugging her in again, drawing her close up against him because of the slight chill in the air. “How does it feel?” He asks curiously, recalling how it had felt when he’d changed, how much pain he’d gone through and how Safrin had been burned from him.
His arms slip around her as she speaks again, some crooked and gentle smile blossoming across his face as he listens, bobbing his head in understanding. “We will have to test it out then won’t we?” He asks, relief spreading through him that she got to keep all of her shifts, lips twisting a little more boyishly as she reaches up to take his face into her hands — something that has him grinning his excitement down at her, lopsided as it is.
Her words strike a chord and his gaze crinkles a hint around the edges as he lifts his hands to cover her own, squeezing lightly before turning his head slightly to press his lips to the inside of her hand. “Both of us. Forever.” He breathes as if the idea wasn’t possible a few minutes ago, only now to have his world turned around — his lover becoming the very same demigod that he is.
It has him tugging her in again, drawing her close up against him because of the slight chill in the air. “How does it feel?” He asks curiously, recalling how it had felt when he’d changed, how much pain he’d gone through and how Safrin had been burned from him.
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
