#[in yaoshi's perspective muyang is self punishing for instincts that are part of nature. they pity him and bc they adore him like with all

[grislyintentions]

Yaoshi Kissing Booth || Accepting || @memovia

When faced with peril, mankind's reactions largely fall within four categories: fight, flight, freeze, fawn. And history has revealed this creature's response is to freeze where action really counts.

How pitiful.

Misery, guilt and self-loathing has encased his heart in a wall of frost to numb the tender organ. He must be suffering immensely.

So why does he continue to run from deliverance?

Was it because pain is all he knew? Was he clinging onto what was familiar, regardless of the agony he would have to endure in his cyclic existence? Such a sorrowful thing. If he persists in suffering with the potential for change, then it would be cruel of the Aeon not to help.

Claws puncture the spot right where Muyang kissed, gouging in deep as they sigh and push their hand further through, puncturing themselves. When Yaoshi retracts their appendage, they carry with them a small fragment.

Blackened from tip to end. Tough, ridges forming all along the sides of the fragment. A shard of rib from a beloved devotee. Lifting the piece to their own mouth, they dissolve it into substance and coats it on their lips. Vermillion and green tinges.

They taste unlike any other substance when Yaoshi cradled the creature's head and pressed their mouths together. Parting theirs with an unnaturally long tongue so as to smear the substance onto the underside of Muyang's own.

Ash and smoke, with a hint of sweetness morphs into sticky jam as an aftertaste. It is a taste that haunts as much as the creature's own demons does.

[+ 1: Ability to mutate different parts of his own body into mara-struck creatures and utilise their abilities for 3 rounds Cost: Mutating causes extreme agony (both mental and physical), and will result in the sensation of being 'locked in' for a duration of 2 hours afterwards]