#ahmya answers

[askthedarlings]

What's everyone's favorite animals? :3

- 💖🐰

I'll call you later.....

[moonsmourning]

@sozokami: ❝  will  you  ever  forgive  me ?❞ - ahmya @ reina ( but she's been teasing reina for like 2 hours )

the question is asked with a grin plastered across her lips, reina is looking right at ahmya's dumb face while she asks it. two hours it's been, usually the woman would cave after receiving the silent treatment for too long, but not today. no, today ahmya was relentless. she must have been in a good mood, and somehow decided to make it reina's problem.

❝ no, ❞ reina decides aloud, pushing herself further away from her girlfriend and into the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other in a huff. the blonde is aware that she makes it a little too easy, that she's a target for this sort of behaviour from ahmya because she melts so easily before the ravenette. but it's hard not to when you see amethyst hues often fixated upon you, undressing you with nothing by their gaze.

reina was a victim of ahmya's charm, or was it the other way around? was ahmya so taken with reina's lovely little face that she just had to act this way? or was ahmya so aware that reina would lay across the woman's lap like a lap dog if she so much as asked? at this point, did it matter?

abruptly, the sorcerer stands, bending over and making a show of it, exposing lace panties underneath a leather skirt. her fingers wiggle free the knots of her knee-high boots and only then does she stand back up, working her shoes off her feet. flickering dark hues towards the ravenette, reina peers at the woman over her shoulder. ❝ all your awful teasing has made me sweaty. i think I'll go for a shower, ❞ gathering her boots into one hand, she walks over to the door of the room with an enticing sway of her hips.

however, she turns a moment later, brown hues narrowing at ahmya before her hand grips the door. ❝ without you! ❞ with that, she grins widely and slams the door shut, scurrying off to the bathroom with a wicked little laugh.

[deadn30n]

Name: Ahmya Bushida

Age: 28/30 verse depending.

Do you like to cuddle?: yes. especially with those taller than me.

Can we make-out?: well my lips wouldn't say no.

A night in or dinner out?: i prefer a dinner in. most people don't give me positive reactions out.

Whip cream or chocolate syrup?: both, but not necessarily for.. drinking anything. they have better uses.

Chocolates and roses?: both? both.

What makes you a good Valentine?: if i could gesture wildly to myself, i would. i mean just look at me.

Would you cook for me?: by CANDLELIGHT, like the romantic i am. ( mun note; its the only way she can cook. )

Would you let me cook for you?: absolutely, who else is supposed to?

Where would you take me on a date?: mm. i think there's a dinner cruise on the sumida river. the food is good, the view is better, but the company is the best thing you could have. ( :

Who’s paying?: me.

What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?: flowers, candies, maybe something lacy you can't yet see til we're alone. ( :

machine  glances  over  paper  in  hands,  the  subtle  hint  of  amusement  lining  their  painted  tiers  while  they  read.  soon  glancing  up  to  the  woman  in  front  of  them,  setting  the  paper  aside  and  crooking  a  finger  in  her  direction.  a  clear  indication  they  want  her  to  come  here.     ❝    as  if  you  needed  an  application  to  spend  an  evening  with  me  Ahmya;  i  am  your's  anytime  you  like.     ❞

[deityforged]

ok honestly toji got one bingo more than i thought he would, but ofc wif got four?

ASHMI BINGO! ft. @sozokami.

Nothing less is expected of her perfect wife - affectionate, family oriented and into theft with her? She was very pleased with the results.

As for Toji....well, she's pleasantly surprised he got a bingo. And it does make her happy that he is affectionate with her.

[barrenstars]

❝ ohhh, ahmya-chan! ❞ reina squeaks with excitement as she enters the bathroom, having not known her girlfriend was in the tub, ❝ you're in the bath!? is there any room for one more? ❞ curious brown hues remain locked onto her face, although, she's incredibly tempted to lower her gaze. but she will not! reina knows restrain! but the thought of being cuddled up to her tall girlfriend while they bathed together was quite relaxing. / @sozokami liked for a starter!

[deathleadsarc]

@sozokami sent a letter: ღ for ahmya, toji, zoro Inbox me a ‘ღ’ and I’ll rate you with the following

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Ahmyaaaa listen. two killer queens in the same room? gorgeous? love children? gorgeous, yes wonderful we need to plot with these two

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Toji... 10/10 would probably smash. you know. She enjoys watching him fight, his brutality is fascinating and enjoyable for her to watch, I've always wanted these two to meet regardless dfgdfg but seriously she loves watching men fight mercilessly

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Zoro... this would be higher if you bathed more often my darling dearest... fr though, even just seeing him in the manga I feel a lot of tension to develop, but she'd still find him attractive lol she isn't the biggest fan of swords but loves to see him fight, admiring the way he leaves his opponents so they can fight him another day. that strength. the straightforward nature of his

[motherdearestkanonoeden]

A young girl is out alone in the middle of the night.

"I need to go far away... I'm so sorry Hisao..."

[strywoven]

@sozokami has requested a story : a normal man hardly exists. - ahmya to kaen 

an unknown prompt.

If only for a moment , the words come to rest between them – sorceress and curse ( you two , diametrically opposed but inevitably interwoven ) – with a sense of contemplative regard , offered the propriety they deserve before , of course , the sentiment s h a t t e r s .  Despite themself , the curse grants Ahmya’s remark an UNDUE LEVITY ( as they often do , never one to remain serious for very long ) , laughter ringing BRIGHT & BOLD out of their maw.  Not lost on them , the weighty implications underlying the statement , but who are t h e y to have such a discussion ?

Then again , Kaen drains the last of the scotch from their glass , holding it out lazily over the arm of the couch as they sit in repose , why not indulge the topic ?  After all , it has become r a r e that the two of them get to sit and chat like this at all anymore since the transfer ( a pity , that ) .

As if on cue , a cluster of wisps gather , sing-song whispering as they gingerly pluck their master’s fingers from the rim of the glass , collectively – with great struggle for such small , incorporeal spirits – taking it up in their spindly little arms and c l u m s i l y whisking it away into the kitchen to be cleaned and put back away.  An effort Kaen watches with a distant amusement still flickering in sapphire eyes before turning their attention again to Ahmya , their expression turning wry.  ❝ How long did it take fer that realization t’sink in , huh ? ❞  Teasing , merely poking fun , they know the woman can tolerate the biting banter.  ❝ I don’t think ‘ normal ’ has ever existed , anyways.  Least of all for humanity , they’re innately FLAWED CREATURES— ❞ Kaen bites their lip , realizing how that might sound ( reverting to their old preachings , to the speech of a curse ; they shouldn’t , they’re better than that , aren’t they ? ) , ❝ —Nevermind. ❞  They dismiss the tangent almost as soon as they venture towards it , only to start another shortly thereafter , ❝ Y’know , if that’s the case … I wonder what that means fer us ?  What it’s gonna mean ? ❞

[askthedarlings]

HOW OLD ARE ALL OF THEM

Did you seriously break the fourth wall just so people don't know your age?

....

[soulsballad]

Name: Ahmya Bushida

Age: 28

Do you like to cuddle?: absolutely, we must. i run cold, and i plan to warm my fingers.

Can we make-out?: fuck yes.

A night in or dinner out?: night in.

Whip cream or chocolate syrup?: ... both? who makes one choose between those?

Chocolates or roses?: both because it's what you deserve.

What makes you a good Valentine?: i'm me. i'm beautiful. i'm wonderful. i'm funny. i'm filthy fucking rich. i buy you cute dresses, and i like to think i fuc- *the rest is scribbled out*

Would you cook for me?: yes but carletta is the better good.

Would you let me cook for you?: yes... but reina love can you cook?

Where would you take me on a date?: if you want my honesty, wherever you would want to go. i've never really done valentine's day before, so would you want to go to a concert? or one of your goth bars? i don't mind, we can go out to dinner or stay at home. if i planned, it'd be long day of gifts, and shopping picked about by you, and then home for a very large homecooked meal and then for the rest of the night you are mine to fuc *rest is again, scribbled out by a different pen*

Who’s paying?: me obviously.

What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?: we're going shopping. it's your decision, but i will get you at least one necklace.

for REINA.

❝ you think you're sly scribbling those out? i bet i can guess what you wrote anyway! ❞ definitely something lewd, because that was just like ahmya. not that reina would have it any other way, she loved her girlfriend's personality. the application itself was more than promising, it causes a little giggle of excitement to escape her as she rereads it, practically bouncing with excitement. ❝ oh, i'm so excited for this - your application is obviously accepted! ❞ the many different things they could do make her head almost implode. ❝ we could go to the little indie stores i love! oh, and book shopping! and we could go shopping for new se- ❞ pausing briefly, she clears her throat and nudges the taller woman. ❝ we could go shopping for some new fun toys. ❞ overall, it sounded perfect.

[cauterisen]

@sozokami asked:❛ stop changing the subject. ❜ - from ahmya !

EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE SENTENCE STARTERS (ACCEPTING)

'Just feel like talking about other things. That so wrong?'

Maybe Kimiko's being deliberately cagey, but is that so wrong? It's not as if she's the only one with things to hide. Isn't that just smart behavior around these parts?

Everyone had a past, and everyone was someone before they came here. Funny how she hasn't even properly set out for the Grand Line and yet here she is, swept in it's orbit. And hey, she's not going to judge anyone for being a pirate or marine or anything like that. She isn't one for labels or labelling people unnecessarily. But still… She doesn't think Ahmya of all people has the right to pry. If Kimiko's correct and Ahmya is part of the crew currently stationed and eating dinner at the table directly beside them, her company is probably just as secretive about their pasts as Kimiko herself is… If not more so. (Not a judgement, more so a fact.)

Kimiko opens her map, mouth pursing slightly. 'Where I came from is not really relevant. I promise. Not to be rude but do you and your friends want a tip to getting to the next island or not? I'd be happy to help you and talk about things that actually matter.'

[sociieties]

@feelsofhiraeth​: " i’d  rather  die  young  than  die  alone. " for angel, from ahmya

in a way, he gets it. in a way, he doesn’t. to die — die young, die alone, he doesn’t necessarily see the point in either, if he had to be completely honest. if anything, angel would rather just die. to simply die and perhaps, to not come back if it meant he could escape being used the way he’s being used. that, however, is easier said than done, which is why he doesn’t bother anymore. “ company isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be, ahmya. ” to go quietly, alone, lost in some abyss of complete and utter silence, angel thinks, sounds wonderful. “ dying your isn’t, either. burn before you peak and all there’s left is useless pity and fake tears. ”

[yuu3585]

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐜𝐡. 𝟐 - 𝐒𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

Backstory: Lead to the shrine of the king of curse, Tsumi encounters a coming fear of just what she’ll face at his hands

Pairing: …

Ch.1

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: Blood, murder, Sukuna (it’s Sukuna he needs a warning), name-calling, oc x canon, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!

Extra:

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The snow crunched as Tsumi stepped, the curse was quiet as they walked, not talking like she was to Dai. Tsumi thought it was weird shouldn’t Sukuna collect his Sacrifices? Or was this curse close to him in some manner, and if so how close to Sukuna was she a servant, or maybe even his love?

“You're falling behind”

Tsumi's head shot up at the curse's sudden voice, she was indeed falling behind the curse was a good ten feet away from her “I-I’m sorry” Tsumi apologized quickly walking up to the curse, “Don’t let it happen again…” Tsumi hummed as the curse hissed, before stepping ahead, Tsumi sighed as cold winter air nipped at her, gripping her cover-up tighter for a bit of warmth

“Tsumi, correct?” the curse asked, her pink eyes looking back, “Y-yes” Tsumi answered, the curse hummed looking away from Tsumi as she shivered “My name is Ahmya, I’m one of the two heads of Master Sukuna’s servants'' Ahmya spoke, her name was seemingly nice. Tsumi nods as she looks forward, eyes staring at the snow falling onto the ground… “We’ll be at the shrine soon, don't fall behind!” Ahmya informs voice harsh, Tsumi hums nodding her head

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Ahmya was right about being at the shrine soon. It was big, looking like the mouth of a skull–colors of black, gray, and dark red–with the color of the white snow on top of it. Ahmya pushed open the large shrine doors gesturing to Tsumi inside, “Follow” Ahmya ordered as she closed the door. Tsumi nodded following close behind Ahmya her aura strong, as they passed by two curses

The curses were pale, paler than Tsumi was both had rusty red hair. “Look, a new human!” one teased, the other laughed. It was horrifying, echoing in Tsumi's ears, Ahmya groaned rolling her eyes at the two “Come, Sukuna must be informed of the changes” Tsumi hummed, eyes looking back at the curses they smiled sinisterly, waving before disappearing. Tsumi shivered before looking back in front of her

As the two walked, Ahmya stopped in front of two large doors engraved with beautiful patterns. Ahmya raised her hand ready to knock, but before she could it opened, a white hair person stepped out their eyes met Ahmya, and bowed before stepping aside two women walked out bodies barely covered with their kimonos barely even on, Tsumi turned away gripping her Kimono tightly uncomfortable, they were concubine’s

One of the two women looked over at Tsumi, she had tan skin, her hair was Raven black, and her eyes were chocolate brown. She smiled, waving slightly before walking off with the other concubine, her hair was a dark orange color, and she seemed quite young but way older than Tsumi “Come” Ahmya ordered bowing at the white-haired person, Tsumi did the same as she walked past them. The Chamber was large, and the dark only light was the few amounts of torches that dimly lit the chamber, Ahmya stopped getting down onto her knees and bowed

Tsumi, realizing what was going on, quickly got onto her knees bowing. A low groan filled Tsumi ear’s “Ahmya…” the voice echoed throughout the chamber “Yes my Lord?” Ahmya answered, “Who is this…?” the voice asked, anger seeping from his lips. Ahmya breathes before answering

“This is the Ito clan’s sacrifice… Tsumi. She took her sister's place, my lord!” Ahmya explained a hum left the Lord's lips. “Ahmya you may leave” he spoke, Tsumi froze fear creeping into her mind “Yes my Lord” Ahmya answered, she stood up, bowed and lefted the wooden door echoing as it shut. Tsumi shook as she could hear the breaths of the man Ahmya was talking to “Raise your head.” he ordered, Tsumi raised her head eyes not looking anywhere but at the ground

“You're quite obedient, scared like a little lamb.” He said, voice harsh as he spoke, Tsumi didn't speak fear consuming her. “What should I do with you…?” he questioned, he thought for a moment, the chamber went silent as he thought “Uraume!” he shouted, the white-haired person from earlier entered the chamber, and they bowed before leaning up “Yes, Lord Sukuna,” Uraume says voice monotone, “Take her to the servant chambers,” Sukuna says, Uraume bows “Come” they order, Tsumi stands bowing to Sukuna before following after Uraume

The walk is quiet, with barely any sound other than the laughs of a few women, in one of the three rooms they pass “This is the servant chambers,” Uraume says stopping, Tsumi raises her head, looking to Uraume. “Thank you!” Tsumi says bowing slightly, Uraume hums sliding the door open, Tsumi breathes before stepping past Uraume, through the door. It slides shut signing to Uraume's departure

The chamber was larger than the Ito clan's servant chambers, and warm, it's nice on Tsumi's cold skin “I wonder what’s in store for me here?” Tsumi questions. Ocean blue eyes scan the room, a noise from behind Tsumi snaps her out of her thoughts. It was another servant, her hair was a chocolate brown color, her eyes met Tsumi's, they were emerald green “H-hello…” Tsumi says waving slightly, “Uraume told me to give you this…” she says, stepping toward Tsumi, it's another kimono.

It’s white with blue stitched into it, “here I’ll wait for you outside!” she says bowing before she leaves, Tsumi smiles before she undresses. Quickly removing her blue kimono, Tsumi puts the other one on. Tsumi breathed before sliding the door open the servant from earlier was standing a few feet away from the door, “Follow” she said softly, Tsumi slid the door shut following the woman “You’ll be in charge of mopping up Sukuna’s meeting room with humans,” she says looking back at Tsumi “Alright” Tsumi answered smiling a little “Other than that you’ll clean whatever Uraume or Ahmya tells you to!”

Tsumi hums, “Sukunas in a meeting with someone I suggest getting a bucket…” The woman murmured “A-alright…”

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The air felt denser, it wasn’t warm in this part of the shrine. Tsumi breathes as she sets the bucket down. A noise catches her attention from inside the room. It seems to be yelling, the voice sounds scared, Tsumi snaps her head back at the sound of footsteps. The two rusty red haired curses from earlier come into her view, they stare at her. “You're Tsumi right?” One asked, stepping closer to Tsumi he was a foot or so taller than her,

“Ahmya said not to bother the servants, Reiki!” Tsumi is caught off guard by the sudden voice, “Thanks for reminding me Daiki!” Reiki mocked turning to the curse which was called Daiki, Tsumi is tense for a moment as the two seemingly twin curses stare at one another. But they are different Reiki the one closest to Tsumi has black streaks in his hair while Daiki has white, and their kimonos are different as well Reiki wears a black, and red kimono, while Daiki wears a red and white one

A scream breaks the silence of the three causing Tsumi to jump a little, Daiki walks up to Reiki grabbing his shoulder “We should leave!” Reiki rolls his eyes “Let us go, bye Tsumi!” He mumbles waving as they both walk away, Tsumi's knees shake as she hears the sliding door open turning fast she bows, it’s Sukuna he steps out of the room sliding the door closed before he steps away

Tsumi raises her head sensing that Sukuna is gone, she sighs standing up, and grabs the bucket before sliding the door open, she almost drops the bucket choking on her breath. Looking away Tsumi sets the bucket down covering her mouth, stopping herself from throwing up. The site before her was sadistic, a man’s body was scattered across the room, his blood covered the floor and the wall closest to the door. Tsumi grasps for air, coughing harshly

Her eyes scan the room, turning to the bucket Tsumi sighs bending down, and grabs the sponge. Tsumi turned keeping her head down, staring at the blood-stained floor

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Tsumi roughly scrubbed away at the last remaining blood, her hands lightly stained scarlet red… she had been at the murderous scene for a while, and the sun seemed to set, Tsumi sighed as the last stain of blood blurred away. Tsumi breathed dropping the sponge into the blood water bucket, stretching her arms Tsumi stood grabbing the bucket before exiting the room sliding the door shut, eyes lingering where the body of that man once was

The wind of winter blew harshly against Tsumi's skin as she emptied the bucket, snow fell landing on her blonde braided hair that lay lazily on her back. A rough voice filled Tsumi's ears as she stepped back into the shrine shivering slightly

“I want her somewhere else Uraume!”

“As you wish my lord…”

Tsumi stood still listening quietly, what was going on? What was Lord Sukuna talking about with Uraume? Who was she? Tsumi moved quietly from her spot trying not to alert Sukuna or Uraume that she was there

“You may leave Uraume…!”

Sukuna ordered his voice echoing in Tsumi's ears, she heard a shift before the sound of footsteps echoed through the hall outside the room she was in. Trying to gain some confidence to move forward, Tsumi hears the door of the room she was in slide open.

Tsumi's knees buckled under herself, fear filling her mind quickly she dropped to her knees staring at her scarlet-stained hands

“Seems there’s a lamb, not asleep!”

Sukuna mocked, laughing cruelly as the door slid shut, Tsumi's breath caught in her throat as she bowed to Sukuna, “Raise your head!” Sukuna ordered his voice unpleasant to the ringing in her ears, hesitantly Tsumi raised her head avoiding to stare at Sukuna’s face

“Look at me!” Sukuna ordered again, voice harsh, Tsumi hesitantly looked up, eyes locked with Sukuna’s. Four scarlet red eyes stare back. Tsumi froze in fear, eyes widen as she took in his looks

He was large in a sense, four arms crossed in front of his chest and stomach. Tsumi's eyes looked up at his face, it was covered in markings, she shuddered as her eyes stared at a wooden-like mask that covered the right side of his face. Sukuna smirked as Tsumi stared at him

“Servants are supposed to be in their chambers by sundown…” Sukuna said his voice low, Tsumi tensed up at his words, “I-I’m sorry my lord…” Tsumi apologizes, pressing her head to the ground, “I-it won’t happen again… I promise my lord!” Tsumi explains, her body beginning to shake. Sukuna stares down at Tsumi eyes lingering on her tense form

“You may leave…” Sukuna ordered, Tsumi raises her head shocked “Have a good night my lord…”

Tsumi stands up quickly, avoiding Sukuna eyes as she walks past him, letting out a shaky breath she steps out of the room sliding the door behind her shut

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Divider credit - Sweetyparty

[barrenstars]

@sozokami : [ undress ] sender helps receiver undress ahmya/reina

fashion was fashion, no matter how impossible it was to get the article of clothing on or off. sometimes a helping hand was required, but for the most part, reina was accustomed to getting in and out of her clothes. however, the corset she is currently wearing seems to be knotted at the back, and reina struggles trying to unknot it.

she sits for only so long before calling in the big guns; the big guns being her amazing and wonderful girlfriend, bushida ahmya. ahmya comes in surely enough and begins to fiddle with the knot all while reina watches in the reflection of the bedroom window, watching contently as her girlfriend's face scrunches as she tries her hardest to get the strings undone. and soon enough, they do, and she feels nimble fingers undoing the lace for her.

" you're a life saviour. i love you. " she anticipates the hands to stop, but ahmya goes as far as lifting the corset over her head for her, leaving her bare from the waist up. the cold air nips at her now exposed skin and she fights the urge to cover herself, blinking dumbly for a moment. " o-oh... thank you! "

a dirty thought springs to mind, and she just can't help herself. turning to glance over her shoulder, her cheeks are dusted pink as she coyly looks her girlfriend up and down. " since you helped with the top half... do you want to take off the bottom half, too? "

[gohjuo]

Name: ahmya bushida

Age: 28

Do you like to cuddle?: i think that's very obvious.. you are warm, and i happen to like warmth. plus.. we fit together quite nicely, don't we?

Can we make-out?: i think making out is better than when your lips are free to talk tbh.

A night in or dinner out?: someone said they like to show me off, so make good on that, and show me off, dinner out. i'll wear something custom~ just for you.

Whip cream or chocolate syrup?: i already bought both, but not to eat, i wanna use them we fu *scribbles the word out*

Chocolates and roses?: i deserve both.

What makes you a good Valentine?: if i could just gesture wildly to myself, i would. but also, we're a good time together. i'm cute, funny, dress great, great tits and ass. anyone would want me, and i do usually get at least one free drink before people get to know me.

Would you cook for me?: by candlelight. i'm so fuckin' romantic, aren't i? ( mun note; it's the only way she can cook. )

Would you let me cook for you?: someone needs to feed me after we *scribbles the word out again* it should be my fiance and maybe i like watching you cook for me.

Where would you take me on a date?: i like the one you planned, you don't know how much i would enjoy the view truly and the food. *something something about excellent company but it's scribbled out*

Who’s paying?: you, duh. i pay you back with my body. kekeke.

What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?: me, and whatever i wear underneath my outfit that day. your eyes only. i'll even let you rip it. *scribbles in a little drawing about white day* xoxo

VALENTINE'S DAY APPLICATION

the smirk appears on glossy pink lips courtesy of the dior lip oil he's a fan of. he quite enjoys the answers made from his faux fiance turned friends with benefits. it was a situationship of sorts that involved jujutsu politics but all meshed into the fact that they had both caught feelings for each other. the lines become a child's scribbled crayon drawing & there's no sight of where his feelings begun & where it ended. gojo is just painfully aware that he is falling for her. ❛ why are we scribbling like a child? you could say the word fuck, we're both adults here.❜ he's been quite a fan of the long nights with her, the way she passes out & sleeps comfortably in his arms. ❛ as your devilishly handsome fiance, it's a yes.❜ the urge to take her out on the date was quite real.

❛ if you're paying with your body, i suggest we start with the whip cream first.❜

@sozokami

[strywoven]

@sozokami has requested a story : tie.  for your muse to adjust an article of clothing on my muse. ahmya for kaen maybe!

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅.

Despite all the time spent rehearsing their role to PERFECTION ( every line , every step & action , every tidbit of their new character committed to memory ) , the godling still tends to get the j i t t e r s prior to a performance.  Pacing backstage whilst their fellows go about their business , Kaen mutters to themself , attempting to dispel their anxiety : you’ve done this before ! c’mon , stop acting silly , you got this !  Turning for another lap across the floor , Kaen is startled to see Ahmya standing there watching them , offering them a s y m p a t h e t i c smile.

❝ Oh !  Um , Ah … Ah didnae know ye could make it , ❞ Kaen remarks , giving her a few curious blinks.  But their surprise dissolves into a sheepish smile of their own , their tension seeming to ease , if only slightly , at the appearance of a familiar face come to cheer them on for opening night.  ❝ Ah’m glad ye decided ta’ come , though , it means a lot ! ❞  They nod to her , trotting up to give her a brief – albeit rather t i g h t – hug.  Stepping away again , Kaen smooths their hands along their costume ( dressed like a prince , they are , this shall be their first time fulfilling the role of a man ; it must be rather daunting ) .  Still , they continue to fidget in place , their energy – excitable and nervous , both – continues to be palpable.  ❝ Ah’m … Kinda’ scared fer this , ❞ They admit to her , their gaze flicking behind her towards the hall leading off to the stage itself.  They can h e a r the crowd beyond , sense the excitement in the air ; it’s a full-house tonight , which is both good and bad for them.  ❝ Ah mean , Ah always get a lil’ scared b’fore a show but … Y’know. ❞  They wave a hand , glancing to her again.  ❝ But it makes me feel a bit better knowin’ ye’ll be in th’ audience ! ❞

The lights overhead flicker twice ; TWO MINUTES till curtain.  Kaen closes their eyes and takes a few deep breaths ( this is it ! ) .  Opening their eyes , they smile again , replacing their nervous affect with an air of c o n f i d e n c e as they do a small turn in place for Ahmya , showing off their costume for her.  ❝ Well ?  ‘S a’most time !  ‘Ow do Ah look ?  Man enough fer ye ? ❞  Their voice slips into a well-practiced lower register just to ask the question , though they can’t keep a straight face and wind up giggling about it.  They stop when the other comes to them and begins to straighten out pieces of their attire.  It’s naught but a simple , friendly gesture , but Kaen is left g a w k i n g up at her like a fool the whole while , their heart fluttering a little because of it.  When she steps away again , Kaen ducks their head a bit and g r i n s , ❝ Thanks , Ah ‘preciate it. ❞  Much as they appreciate HER .