#♛ | ( neamiya ) – ❝ 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒊❜𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

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@arkclipse asked: 🎲 Nea and Miya :>

kiss roulette | meme 33. A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking

It's not often she witnesses his resolve crumble and his walls fall. Nea had always seemed self-assured, willing to do whatever it took to fix the situation him and his dear brother found themselves in. They were victims of this damn holy war, just like her. Two men who were far from how she remembered them the first time they met.

The expression on her face is one of painful understanding as brilliant blue eyes remain trained on her partner, seated on the singular couch in the comforts of his piano room on the Ark of his own making, the entirety bathed in an ethereal porcelain white. Nea looked defeated by their latest blunder, another failed attempt at pulling Mana from his prison, his eyes downcast, stigmata ring around his forehead like a false crown. The best she can offer him is her presence and her faith.

❝ Nea... I know that things look bleak, that it seems like his condition has progressed too far in the time it took you to reawaken... I can see how hard you're trying, how DESPERATELY you wish to save him and just how much you're willing to ruin yourself if it means a return to normalcy. ❞ Miya pauses, stepping forward until their knees practically touch, her hands moving to cradle his head as her fingers comb through his hair soothingly. She continues, tone soft, but confident, the full-extent of her belief in him lacing through the words she gifts him.

❝ You've shouldered this alone for too long, but the time for that is over. You have me now. I may not be much in the way of assistance – I'm only an exorcist, after all, a mere human forced into the role of a sacrificial weapon, however... it's your side I choose to be on and it's YOUR CAUSE that I believe in. You don't have to do this alone anymore and you will have me here to help you carry that weight until I take my last breath. ❞

She crouches down, balancing on the balls of her feet with the grace of a cat, as calloused hands find his jawline. The look in her eyes is earnest, NO PITY to be found, and thumbs stroke his cheeks with a gentleness she is not usually known for. Miya leans up, brushing soft strands of his hair aside to press a chaste kiss to the center-most stigmata 'pon his brow. Plush lips linger for a couple moments, hoping to convey even a fraction of trust in him before she relaxes back into a crouch and gives him a loving smile. ❝ PLEASE, don't be afraid to lean on me whenever it is all too much to bear – Mana needs a brother to come home to and he can't do that if you LOSE YOURSELF in the process. ❞

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@arkclipse asked: “If you’re afraid of falling, then don’t look down.” ( Nea to Miya~ )

imagine dragons - evolve album | meme

A soft hum sounds from her as they approach the outer edge of the highest floor of the tower, no guard rails nor safety measures to be seen. But, who really needs things like that when a space such as the Ark was made for beings like him? Superhuman and nearly INDESTRUCTIBLE – a plunge from this height was unlikely to harm them when even multiple exorcists struggled to take them down.

They step into the sun, artificial in this space, with no breeze or turbulent weather – no birds tweeting or crickets chirping or leaves rustling, only SILENCE. It's likely intended to be tranquil and, if it weren't for the fact she was with Nea, she may very well find it UNSETTLING. His hand in hers, fingers intertwined comfortably, was reassuring in itself.

The exorcist settles her back against one of the massive marble pillars, toes mere inches from the edge of the tower, brilliant blue gaze cast across the empty, circular town below. She chuckles, amused that he felt she may be afraid of heights, but appreciative of his concern for her.

❝ Thank you for the warning, but falling from a height this great isn't exactly in my top ten fears. ❞ It's true. Miya has been through things far more FRIGHTENING than a several story fall. Her focus shifts back to him, fingers tightening around the Noah's own just a fraction, nearly as undetectable as the ANXIETY swimming in the depths of shadowed blue.

No... the thing she FEARS MOST is something else, something... more recent.

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@arkclipse asked: ' i think about you a lot, actually. more than i'd like to admit. ' ( Nea to Miya ♥ )

"i've been thinking about you" prompts | meme

While he was away, it didn't matter how hard she tried to distract her mind, to push him out of her thoughts, it was all for naught. Memories of the Noah from that first, fateful meeting to the complexity of his mind, the resilience and determination he had shown even when trapped in an inescapable situation. The callousness of his attitude towards exorcists and his family alike to the polarity in his treatment of her some thirty-five years later always crashed over her like a tidal wave, baffling her. Miya hadn't known just how enamored she had become until she was in too deep, but she had been elated to know it's mutual to some extent.

Blue-eyed gaze drifts up from the worn pages of her latest book, lingering on the Noah as she allows herself to fall into silent admiration. The deep color of voluminous hair, almost as dark as her own, seemingly unruly and untamed, much akin to the surface levels of his personality, but unexpectedly soft when one gets to 'twine her fingers through their strands. The handsome, angular features of his face, sharp and defined like his resolve to reach his final goal, to end the nightmare that is this Holy War. Miya's gaze settles on the smoldering gold of his eyes, a blatant frigidity that threatens to drown the loathsome, yet a softness that greets her whenever she's lucky enough to capture his attention.

There's a quiet clearing of her throat, slim fingers closing the book in her lap, but mindful to save her place. ❝ Oh? Anything... in particular? ❞ she feigns mild disinterest, but her curiosity is piqued, the hints of a smile playing at the edge of rosy lips.

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@arkclipse asked: [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine ( Nea and Miya ♥ )

word prompts compilation | meme

Moments of tranquility are few and far between, but Miya finds it best to spend such instances in the company of the man she loves. Whether it be talking and joking around or simply resting together to recuperate lost energy, she couldn't imagine a better way to spend idle time.

Today, she was a little stir-crazy. As a supposedly deceased exorcist of the Black Order, it wasn't incredibly wise to walk around a town on planet earth chosen at random. Now that she had returned to Nea's side – and he had returned to his real body instead of setting up camp in Allen's – asking to spar with him as a means of exercise felt... out of place. She wants to cherish what little time they may have left.

Miya's restlessness must have been apparent – no sooner did she turn to make another circle around the room, did he capture her hand and pull her into a position primed for dancing. One could practically see the gears turning in her head, surprise lighting brilliant blue irises as they locked with the stunning gold of Nea's.

❝ Wait...! Nea – ❞

She sighs and hesitates, but doesn't pull away from him, a thought weighing on her mind. Her gaze shifts away from his, resting on their 'twined hands for a moment, almost as if she's unable to mention it without feeling embarrassed. However, vulnerability is something she had been working on with the Noah, allowing herself to be more open about her thoughts with the one person who makes her feel safe and accepted. She trusts him not to tease her.

❝ I... don't know how to dance. I've never had the opportunity, ❞ Miya mutters quietly knowing he'd still hear her due to their proximity, a light huff puffing from plush lips as her gaze returns to his.

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