@artifexs
[ :: ] do you care if i drop something love ?
( please do! Id love to interact . Im glad to see you amongst the living , now please answer your goddamn phone . )
@wartidings
( please just leave me alone . I dont know who you think i am , but i am not her . Im not going to keep interacting with someone who would rather make this public and accusing me of stalking . )
❛ pardon, i don’t recall being rude at all. ❜
“ i am so sorry, i hadnt meant you . I was referring to the man ahead of you . Its truly poor manners to yell at a cashier . They already have a rough time as is . “ the voice that greets ones ears is smooth like silk, yet incredibly cold like the snap of winter . Odd ; glowing depths of sun turn towards the man who had spoken, his fair korean features unusual for london . “ again, im fairly sorry , i shouldve been more specific .” Hes tall , heavy platform boots only adding to his size as he tucks a beat up romance novel under his arm , scanning the tofu packet in his hand with mild interest .
@varuIfur x.
↳ he leaned against the wall , watching
the race helplessly , alone .
he should have been out there . yet the accident had kept him out ,
the coma , the pain . it was nothing compared to not being able to do what he loved .
he'd be back in a year , once his body healed , the fourth time he'd been on the brink of death .
an overdose , starvation , blood loss and now an explosion .
elijah looked over when he saw the other
" who are you ? "
the words left him in a whisper ,
clearing his throat , he'd started to get emotional... he just wished he could be happy .
( CB AND SPECIFY , getting to everything shortly ! )
he promised a surprise, something special that the reaper would enjoy. he was filled with smiles, though he never spoke of where they would go. hand in hand he pulled the male to a mountain, a waterfall only a little walk away among a forest. a cottage sat in a field, perfect and close to their dream. the dream of a cottage. “ this was the surprise. the cottage. “
@artifexs , “ of course. it was the perfect blueprint to get everything right and luckily, hephaestus owed a favor and helped “ everything inside was the same, even to the floorboards and smells. nothing out of place besides the weather outside. a fire place with wood in it but a fire wasn’t going at the moment. a bed next to large windows and furs and silks on the bed. everything. “ i hope you like it. “
He takes the key almost nervously , fingers wrapping protectively around the small object as he follows behind morpheus at a more subtle pace , finally stepping inside he looks around , swallowing thickly . “ its exactly.. it’s exactly the same … even down to the smell .. did you use my dream as a blueprint ? “
@haIucinor x.
@artifexs , birds chirped in the distance as the sun danced across the glen. grass moving with the wind ever so softly. fresh air all around him with his head nodding, grasping at his waist and pulling him to his chest softly. lips touching his forehead as he smiled. he knew he would love it, even as it was created. “ yes , i did. “ he told softly eyes turning to the cottage that sat, two pairs of the same key in hand. gently sitting it in his hand with a hum, “ took some time but fairly easy. “ he gestured to follow him, leading him closer to the cottage. the door being unlocked as his hand gestured for him to go inside.
" WHAT IS A REAPER DOING IN MY GROVE ? "
⠀⠀⠀⠀* a voice of authority , though not challenged nor did he hold any menacing thoughts within him ; not that some mere reaper would know this of him .
⠀⠀THE GROVE , a beautiful display of nature when tended by the hands of a master ; trees growing to amazing heights and blossoming from them were green leaves full of life ... at least for the next month or so . *
⠀⠀" WELL ? " * THERE HE STOOD , gadreel . a fallen angel still ever so holy , so holy he may be seen as / unholy / . his beauty , his perfectly carved bones and wonderfully sculpted flesh ... his father handled him with much care upon creation . * " i expect an answer . "
Confusion colors depths of bleeding gold , so light and pale they rival the suns assent , though soon they become blank . A passing cloud darkens . “ im simply looking for a lost soul .” Frigid , something so lacking and bitter fills the breathlessness of his tone as he sizes up the other with an air of genuine indifference . “ you haven’t seen anything , have you ?” The Scion of death would cock his head fleetingly to the side, as if he was unfazed by the fallen angel , and likely , he was . Vague interest floods through him as he takes in the lush grove around them, even kneeling , gentle as he strokes a lavender plant , eyes fluttering as that sweet heady aroma surrounds . A seldom comfort . “ if you have , i can leave you and your home sooner .”
@celestialroue x.
his eyes followed to the so called date noko requested they go on. something he only heard a few talk about but usually they weren’t very good. “ tell me again, “ he started soft footfalls as he stayed at his side. “ where we are going for this date? “
@artifexs , “ i can take you to where i reside within my fathers palace. it is just as peaceful as that cottage and i think you will enjoy it. “ he tells with a soft smile as he leans close to the male, fingers still together. the idea of that was pleasing, even more so to being someone so close to his home. “ it will bring a sense of peace. “
“ the cottage.. the best sleep i think ive ever had .” He admits, trailing his thumb over the back of the others hand , mind replaying the memory , it brought a soft smile to his face as he nods to the idea of a third date . “J'aimerais que ce soit réel, un endroit qui soit juste .. le nôtre . Sûr et chaleureux. 고난과 고통에서 멀리 떨어져.” He murmured softly , almost forgetting where he was , and he rubs a hand over his needle scars briefly , grimacing .
@haIucinor x.
@artifexs , he smiled nodding in a soft laugh as bread was dipped into the honey. coating it carefully before biting into it with a smile to the mixture. “ then we need a third, you and i. maybe something private like that cottage or maybe a dinner? “ he questioned remembering the kiss, the make out that lasted a while.
( getting to my last call now, but CB ahh . )
“ strange for me to meet one of death’s children in my realm. “ his voice was sultry nice to listen to, almost hypnotic. truly he was one born from sleep itself, even his smile that at first seemed warm, was far too cold. slowly he walked forwards to the soul trapped in a nightmare, their face ever changing with a certain amount of fear laced within. he seemed to enjoy it too. “ i suppose you need this soul to move forward from what i have created for them? “
He wouldn’t disagree , leaning back in to kiss the others lips like he was starving, an old spark of desire that is quickly squashed like a unnerving bug by unseen hands , and his kisses mellow out, becoming calmer, and his breathing evens out . “ kissing does sound just as appealing .”
@haIucinor x.
@artifexs , the god of dreams found himself breathless on the male, lips opened to suck in air and utterly his name softly. utter it like a prayer he was sending to his own father, before lips pressed against his once again. body leaning to his touch and even the slight roll of his hips against his. he even forgot that this was a dream world. one both were in. “ honestly, i think i like making out a bit more. “ he told with a ghost of a smile on his lips.
He would laugh breathlessly against the others lips, a hand gently cupping the back of his neck as he murmured his name softly, reverently . “ morpheus..” he doesnt mind the others flavor , pale depths fluttering as he watches his expression change as he settles , and he rolls his hips slightly . They would break apart , saliva connecting their lips and tongues as he settles on hovering over the others waist . “ do you want the hot chocolate or to keep making out ? “
@haIucinor x.