// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
“Guess I’ve picked up a thing or two.” Sunjata hums with a fair amount of confidence, before his smile slants playfully and he squeezes her gently against him. He pauses before speaking again, because she’s leaning up and he’s meeting her halfway as she cups his cheek over the scar tissue. The kiss is slow and much needed for him as well, and he presses into it with all the echos of love and adoration through the attuned bond that he can without it feeling entirely overwhelming. “Or maybe you’ve just figured me out.” He tacks on a touch breathlessly, reaching up with a hand to tuck her golden hair back behind her ear.
HIs steel grey gaze softens as he sees the way she relaxes, with the plan in place rather than this overwhelming sense of spiraling out of control. It warms him, having the ability to help her when he can, that for once her spiraling frustrations weren’t oriented around his fuck ups, because he’s been so excruciatingly careful as of late.
Her hand falls back to his chest and he nods, dragging his knuckles gently along her jawbone. “You’re welcome, liefde.” Straightening up a little as a rustle in the trees along the shore start to grow louder, he looks over her shoulder with a hint of amusement as the water wraps around their legs under his control. “Looks like the work’s not over yet, though. We got some more river stars coming our way.” Bouncing his scarred brows at her playfully, he releases her to step over to where two river starts trundle out of the trees toward them, all purple vines for arms and eyes blinking wildly as they make their clumsy approach.
HIs steel grey gaze softens as he sees the way she relaxes, with the plan in place rather than this overwhelming sense of spiraling out of control. It warms him, having the ability to help her when he can, that for once her spiraling frustrations weren’t oriented around his fuck ups, because he’s been so excruciatingly careful as of late.
Her hand falls back to his chest and he nods, dragging his knuckles gently along her jawbone. “You’re welcome, liefde.” Straightening up a little as a rustle in the trees along the shore start to grow louder, he looks over her shoulder with a hint of amusement as the water wraps around their legs under his control. “Looks like the work’s not over yet, though. We got some more river stars coming our way.” Bouncing his scarred brows at her playfully, he releases her to step over to where two river starts trundle out of the trees toward them, all purple vines for arms and eyes blinking wildly as they make their clumsy approach.
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
