#sr: aesthetics

[yandere-romanticaa]

𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔶.

❝ Darlin', darlin', darlin', I fall to pieces when I'm with you, I fall to pieces. ❞ - lana del rey.

🌹: based off this little fic here, by the lovely @pomegranate-eater. also - happy birthday to me! i just turned 23! hurray! i just love being a cancer girlie! ❤️ i wanted to write something to treat myself, this right here is just pure indulgence on my part. you don't get more anacore than this.

His loud grunts blessed your ears before you could even open the window. It was impossibly hard to focus on any housework, no matter how easy it may be. Pots and pans clicked and clanged in the kitchen as you tried chopping some fruit in order to give to your dear friend as a treat - only to then accidentally cut your finger against the sharp blade. Regardless, you haphazardly threw the slices in a neat white bowl, the tart juice of the fruit sticking onto your fingers as you watched him from the window's corner.

Thank the stars, his back was turned. Those toned muscles of his were on full display, broad back and shoulders so bright, sweaty and perfect, as if a god himself had handcrafted him from top to bottom. His white hair clung to his forehead, the salty sweat so very clearly dripping down his biceps as he jumped off a tree unceremoniously, almost like an animal.

His cheeky grin was no better.

Phainon held a simple tin bucket and it was filled to the brim with various goodies which were in season from your garden, cherries and strawberries most notably. That saccharine smile of his almost made you drop everything, the ever growing urge to just kiss him becoming impossible to handle. And oh, how Phainon had graciously offered to help with picking your fruits, the way he so cheerfully ran up to you like an adorable little boy, his wide blue eyes filled with sincerity and a delectable sort of intensity, as if he was not willing to take no for an answer.

"I'll gladly pay you." you had told him, a happy grin on your maroon red lips. Phainon shook his head at that, his eyes not so subtly tracking the corners of the very same lips.

You pretended not to notice.

"Come now, don't be like that! If you want, I can even give you some of the fruit!" you told him wistfully, eyes wide as you pouted playfully at him. The man could not help but to let out a chuckle at the cheeky display, his chest positively rumbling with amusement as his voice suddenly dropped, the timbre lowering to a degree you never heard from him before.

"Don't worry." he said, his blue eyes blazing.

"I'll be sure not to leave empty handed."

With a start, he suddenly turned his head to look at you, as if he could sense your very life essence. Making eye contact, you almost dropped the bowl completely, some of bits and pieces of the fruit scampering elsewhere.

Curses. His senses were too sharp for your own good. You just hoped he wasn't aware that you were so shamelessly oogling him, daydreaming about flat out licking off the liquid sin off his body, fingers grazing those pure locks and tugging like the wretched little thing you were.

Phainon didn't even grant you the luxury of finishing the daydream as he now stood directly in front of your window, a large finger tapping against the glass politely three times. Opening it in a rush you pressed yourself forward against the window sill, cheeks blazing with heat as you looked down at him with a cheerful smile. A giggle erupted from the back of your throat, the desire to call out his messy and dirty appearance too great. Just as you were about to say something witty, all of the air was knocked out of your lungs as Phainon's large palm pressed itself at the back of your head. Pushing your body a bit forward, Phainon stood just a bit on his tiptoes, those gems for eyes so full of life and... And something else you could never quite pinpoint.

"Time to pay up." said Phainon as he licked his lips in a gleeful manner. Just as you were about to offer him the bowl, the man lunged forward and pressed his lips against your own. Gasping, your cheeks became hotter than the sun itself as Phainon closed his eyes, his lips moving in tandem as he let out a long, drawn out sigh. It was if he was feasting on your body, a piece of sweetness offered up for him on a silver platter, all his to devour and enjoy. You felt how his fingers tugged at the back of your head, fingernails gently digging into your scalp in order to tilt your chin, granting him even greater access to your being.

He took his time, the kiss more a force of nature rather than contact between two human beings. It was as if your soul was set ablaze, the flames flickering forward for more and he took it all for himself, never once easing up.

With what felt like near suffocation creeping up, Phainon pulled away, his movements slow and deliberate. He cackled softly to himself, the wicked sound most likely not meant for your ears but it was still heard regardless of his intentions. He sighed, his pale chest heaving with air as he licked off the spit from the corner of his lips, never breaking eye contact with you.

"Mmm, you sure do know how to treat people well." he said with a lazy tone, as if he was planning to dive right back in. You stared back at him with wide eyes, mouth hanging wide open as he cackled once more, the hand at the back of your head now slithering closer towards your lips, his fingers gently dabbing away your own spit, his fingers now coated with the liquid.

"Don't look at me like that. I said I'd get my payment, right?"

His tone was firm, commanding even, as if he was speaking the sheer truth, as if you were the silly one for thinking that he would take nothing. His gaze finally shifted back to your garden, the wind gently caressing the green leaves which hung on the trees, the scenery practically tranquil, save for the devil before you.

"I'm not done yet you know. And I do require adequate payment. It wouldn't be fair otherwise, yeah?"

By everything that was holy and above - how would your raging heart ever recover from this? As if he could supernaturally sense your distress, Phainon gently let go of you, his fingers softly toying with locks of your hair.

"Don't go anywhere." he said sweetly.

"I don't mind you watching."

Busted.

Even so, he continued, his voice gaining an odd edge to it.

"I hope no one else receives such delectable payment from you..."

His voice trails off so casually, like he's talking about the weather. The tips of his fingers dance around your hair, as if he doesn't want to let go.

Do you even want him to go?

Like a whisper in the wind, Phainon breaks free from the spell he cast upon himself, his back now fully turned towards you. He craddles his lips as he grabs another bucket, his heart thumping as if it was pumped with liquid sugar.

He'd eat you alive if he could.

You just didn't need to know that.

[versagio]

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[perfectfeelings]

Am I lonely because no one cares, or am I lonely because I’m not strong enough to let anyone get close enough to care?

Rob Hill Sr., I GOT YOU: Restoring Confidence in Love and Relationships

[sister-lucifer]

If you’re not too busy, could you make dividers for Sunday from HSR?

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[dustspritzz]

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[yrprince]

⸝ Dr Ratio tumblr layout !

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[muffinpost]

[quotefeeling]

Am I lonely because no one cares, or am I lonely because I’m not strong enough to let anyone get close enough to care?

Rob Hill Sr., I GOT YOU: Restoring Confidence in Love and Relationships

[postsfullofcharm]

[thehopefulquotes]

Be the motivation. Not the distraction.

Rob Hill Sr

[yandere-romanticaa]

This was written before Sugilite was released, I'm just going off on vibes and my own personal ideas here.

"Keep your head low and I might just reward you."

He purred like a cat, his voice dripping with satisfaction and thick like honey, oh so pleasing to the ear. His smell enveloped you like a spell, reminding you of the fact of just how close your captor was to you. He ate his meal like a king and decided to keep you close by this evening.

He wasn't in the mood to be alone, he had told you.

That was fair, you reasoned with yourself. Everyone craves company from time to time, even the most volatile or socially anxious people would crave the company of another. Human beings aren't meant to be alone.

It was a sentence that Sugilite liked to tell you every single day.

A fine spread would be ready for you on the massive table, with your captor always sitting as the head of it. He took great joy in feeding you the various meals, even if it made you look like a helpless child. Of course, he didn't care about that one bit.

You were his to take care of. The opinions of others are unnecessary.

Human beings aren't meant to be alone. And you didn't need anyone else, not when you had him. He made sure to get rid of anyone who might be a threat, no matter how tiny of a threat they may pose, he trampled over everything and everyone.

It was so easy for him too. He did it so casually, like he was just swatting away a pesky fly which wouldn't leave him alone.

You were scared to be alone. It was mortifying even. In the vast and empty cosmos, against all odds, Sugilite became your new home. Where he went, you went.

He could be kind, sometimes. Harshness was an every day occurrence but his kindness made up for it, or so you liked to tell yourself... But, he was kind, he truly was. Why else would his touches be so feather light whenever you were good to him, why else would he shower you with gifts and affection otherwise?

Sugilite was a lot of things. But he was not cruel. Not unless you gave him a reason to be.

[thoughtkick]

Am I lonely because no one cares, or am I lonely because I’m not strong enough to let anyone get close enough to care?

Rob Hill Sr., I GOT YOU: Restoring Confidence in Love and Relationships

[perfectfeelings]

Am I lonely because no one cares, or am I lonely because I’m not strong enough to let anyone get close enough to care?

Rob Hill Sr., I GOT YOU: Restoring Confidence in Love and Relationships

[fruitgravies]

show pony 🐴

prints

[bloodlette]

All of my posts are of different fandoms, hyperfixations go brrr

The first time I saw this baddie, I thought he looked like a bucket baby, so I ran with it. Do you think he prefers cats or dogs?

[resqectable]

Be the motivation. Not the distraction.

Rob Hill Sr