i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
He does need to hear it out loud a second time to believe that she means it. And it offers some bolster of relief to his mind as he tilts his head against hers, keeping her pressed in against his shoulder as he chuckles slightly, letting her lean against him even if these days he felt more like a jagged, stationary rock – reminded so by the way her body softly presses against his.
She’s absolutely correct when it comes to her needing to guide him – but she was often right in instances where Sunjata let his heart and fears get ahead of his mind, acting out irrationally due to the fact that he was always so terrified of things not going right he felt like he needed to immediately do whatever it was to prevent it. And more often than not, it ended up being more trouble in the long run for attempts that weren’t even worth it.
“Alright.” He breathes softly, giving her shoulders a squeeze with the arm that wraps around them. “Should I send the letters to the academy?” He asks, getting ahead of himself as another soft little breathy laugh leaves him. “And what would you like for room service?” Now, without the fear of rejection, he thinks he could likely eat something finally.
She’s absolutely correct when it comes to her needing to guide him – but she was often right in instances where Sunjata let his heart and fears get ahead of his mind, acting out irrationally due to the fact that he was always so terrified of things not going right he felt like he needed to immediately do whatever it was to prevent it. And more often than not, it ended up being more trouble in the long run for attempts that weren’t even worth it.
“Alright.” He breathes softly, giving her shoulders a squeeze with the arm that wraps around them. “Should I send the letters to the academy?” He asks, getting ahead of himself as another soft little breathy laugh leaves him. “And what would you like for room service?” Now, without the fear of rejection, he thinks he could likely eat something finally.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
