#🌺. ◦ ✧ ( earth & lightning florist ic. ) ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᶤᶰ ᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵐᵒˢˢˑ

[dcwnrisen-aa]

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜ //Hippo @ Oceanus & AJ

Oceanus glance over the rim of his glass, silver brows drawing down before he shares a glance with his grandson. Placing the glass down on the dock, he let his feet dangle in the water, a hum of contemplation on his tongue. ❝ ━ You never have to thank me for doing what should've been done for your people in the first place. ❞ But he does incline his head respectively to the sea beast, knowing that it was an honor to protect him at all. Besides, the ocean was still his domain, and he didn't care who tried to harm Hippo, the titan would come down hard and viciously on anyone even breathing wrong. It had nothing to do with AJ caring for Hippo, but everything to do with what's right.

AJ smiled softly, slipping off the dock and into the water, nuzzling into Hippo's cheek then dropping a kiss to his mouth. ❝ ━ You're more than welcome, my love. I think you deserve the world. And I love you so much. ❞ There's not much he can say, because he would do anything to make sure the safety net he cast around his pretty sea-beast would continue, even if he had to destroy the very world itself. ❝ ━ Don't thank me for that. I should thank you for existing, since you've brightened my very long existence. ❞ Arms slip around his lover, squeezing him gently before sharing a grin with his grandfather. Yeah, they would fight the patheon themselves if it meant Hippo's happiness, no hesitation required.

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kissing your lover to show you forgive them for stepping on your tAIL. //Hippo @ AJ

An accident. He’d added additions to Hippo’s swimming space, Grayson adding some water based plants that wouldn’t affect the ph and Oceanus had carved out a deeper space, plenty of cavern spaces for his sea-nephew to swim through. He’d been meaning to do it but the shop had been considerably busy with the upcoming summer season and the flora orders. In the business of moving things and making the foundation was solid. Maybe if he’d paid more attention, he would’ve been more aware of what he���d been doing. Hippo’s pained squawk has Arsenio dropping the plant in his hand to immediately move his foot and dropping to his knees to rub his hands along the wounded appendage. 

Guilt sweeps through him immediately, brows furrowing as he grimaces. Fuck, he hadn’t meant to do that ! Hands cup his features, drawing the demi-god’s attention, a kiss brushed back and forth over his mouth, quieting his worries somewhat. Sighing softly, he pulls Hippo into his lap, as they sit in the grass. ❝ ━ I’m sorry, I’ll watch my step next time, I promise. ❞ His words are soft, tinged with regret, gently caressing fingers over smooth cheek, dropping a kiss to Hippo’s nose. ❝ ━ Want me to kiss the hurt away?  ❞

aj wants to perish. | @nvrcmplt

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How do you deal when you know you’re being irrationally jealous? How do you deal when you know someone’s not willing to give you what you want? // @ Your Witches

❝ ━ The only time I get irrationally jealous is probably over something silly, like an inanimate object is being held more than me. Or if someone gets the last slice of chocolate cheesecake from my favorite bakeshop. Over people ? Yeah, I don't care enough for that. We're each our own person and there's no need for me to feel that especially if I trust them. ❞ He clicks his tongue, mulling over the second question, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. ❝ ━ There's a thing called consent. If someone is not willing to give me something, then the answer is no. Doesn't matter the context, I'm not that persistent if they've already told me no about it. I just move on. What could I possibly want that badly, anyway ?❞

❝ ━ Pfft, as if I would get jealous over anything. If I want something, I go and get it. If I want someone, I get them. It's that simple. Life is too short to wonder about the what ifs, go out and have fun. Fuck are ya gonna be jealous for ? ❞ She couldn't remember any time being jealous, she was powerful, beautiful and lived a fufilling life. Who could say the same ? ❝ ━ Depends on what we're talking about. Grimoires, power, sex ? The first two I have in abundance. The latter, well if I need relief, there's toys. If we're just talking about situations where I need something and I get frustrated by people not holding up their end of a bargain, well no one can cancel a spelled contract without worrying about the backlash. ❞

❝ ━ Mm, then it's a me problem. If I ever feel that way, I need to talk it out. Not just to see why something triggered that jealousy, but also the why it bothered me in the first place. I never want to inspire insecurity in a friend or a partner just because I feel that way without understand the why of it. ❞ A wry smile curls his lips, eyes hidden by the glare from the sun in his glasses, ❝ ━ I've never been big on confrontation. If someone is being stubborn and insistent, I back down immediately. It's not worth the bitterness that would fester in the aftermath. ❞

[intcritus]

time to go fuck off into another century. he can't handle this level of grief.

[intcritus]

Bea is here to flutter her way onto AJ's back and place her chin on his shoulder. "We should do something fun. Wanna have a picnic?"

hadn't he advised her not to do that ? his power was always just beneath the surface of his skin and if she startled him, she could get a good shock and arsenio didn't want to hurt her. despite that, it wasn't like he wasn't aware of her presence. chuckling softly under his breath, the demi-god inclines his head at his friend, a hum of contemplation on his tongue, ❝ ━ should we buy food to eat or do you want me to prepare something ? it'd be quick to buy something while we're out, i think i have a blanket of something in my car. ❞ not that he's worried about sitting on damp grass. it's was just a way of life. ❝ ━ think it's too early in the day for wine ? ❞

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[ MORNING ] receiver wakes before sender and lays on top of them.  //Hippo

    He’s groggy, but comfortable and the need to get up was non-existent. Hippo is sleeping next to him, curled up and utterly adorable. Arsenio’s heart thumps quietly, fondly as he stares down at him, eyes squinting. The need to be in Hippo’s space, to surround him, to protect him is always pressing at the edge of his skin, much like the lightning so inherent to him, but the demi-god is careful with that. But never with his love, in that, he shows these things aloud, his intentions will always be clear.

So who can truly blame him as he lays atop Hippo, features burying into the crook of his neck, as if he’s a human blanket, warm to the touch and pressing tender kisses to smooth skin. In the back of his mind, he worries about squishing his pretty sea-beast, but the larger part of him doesn’t think Hippo minds in the slightest. And perhaps it’s that part of him that makes him a little frisky, even this earlier. Canines scrape against skin, tongue dragging over the welts he leaves there, sucking his marks into Hippo’s skin so that he can see it later. He wants Hippo to see them and think of him. ❝ ━ Are you awake, ilio ? I want to taste the rest of you…will you allow me that? ❞

when even morning cannot dampen his love. | @nvrcmplt

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❝ do you wanna stay with me tonight? ❞ ( aj )

with how quickly his glasses fogged up, one would assume a coldfront had moved through nanami's kitchen. but no, it was one flustered demi-god, trying to understand the question presented to him. staying the night wasn't the problem, it was arsenio's brain trying to process what it meant. surely nanami didn't mean --, no no, he probably just wanted them to spend the night together, in each other's space, with clothes on, of course.

clearing his throat, a small smirk curls his lips, ❝ ━isn't that a little too forward ? asking me that all of a sudden ? ❞ his chest rumbles with a chuckle as he teases the sorcerer, ❝ ━ if you wanted me in your bed, you could've asked. ❞ hand cups nanami's cheek, knowing his words tend to fluster the other and he steals a kiss. ❝ ━ i'm teasing. i would love to stay the night. ❞ / @zangyo

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6) sender slowly kisses each of receiver’s fingertips. // Hippo @ AJ

arsenio would always feel his heart thump wildly in his chest when hippo granted him affection. it came so easily and in abundance that the apple of his cheeks still flourish with a pink hue. there's a looming dread of one of his uncle's ( he hated the gods ) hurting hippo but arsenio would give his life so that didn't happen. but for now, focusing on the here and now, not about some terrible distant future.

cool lips against fingertips has him falling in love all over again. such a simple thing but he's not immune to it. he wanted those lips on his. gently shifting his hands, he cupped the sea-beast's pretty features and leaned down to kiss him, gently and repeatedly. it felt like a gentle wave washing over him, the smack of their lips, tongues meeting and the content little sighs. it didn't matter that his chest burned for air, or the slight sting to his scalp as hippo tugged at his hair. it was utterly perfect and that's all that mattered.

[intcritus]

to live is the rarest thing in the world, most people exist—that is all. ( I'm not on nanami at but nanami at aj )

arsenio has existed for a long time. heh, time was such a relative concept for those whose very life was limited. but the demi-god had several revelations in such that made just existing depressing. flora was one of those things, hiring grayson the next. it bought a vitality to his life that also bought purpose and suddenly every color seemed that much brighter.

sun was brighter today too, high in the sky with nary a cloud -- the sound of kids laughter and the hustle and bustle surrounding them. ❝ ━ doesn't it feel good to live, kento ? to feel the sunshine, the touch of another person, the taste of fresh baked goods. experience is the spice of living and often times, we take it for granted. ❞ a small smirk curls his lips and he turns his head, hand reaching up to caress down nanami's cheek, ❝ ━ no matter how short or long life is, we must remember to cherish each moment and live like the next hour is our end. ❞ @zangyo

[intcritus]

❛ i hate saying this but i might … i might respect you. ❜ //Pegasus @ AJ

❝ ━ thank you ? ❞ although the words are earnest, it's safe to say that arsenio isn't quite sure if he's earned the right to that respect. was he big on not living up to his father or uncle's misgivings ? yes, but that just means that he should do better, even toward those who have been harmed by his family. a ahnd rises, rubbing at the back of his neck and he looks away, brows furrowing, ❝ ━ i, um, thank you for dropping by. it's a pleasure to meet you formally. i think he was missing his siblings, seeing him smile like that really brightens my day. you're always welcome by, even if it's for snacks or…just cause. ❞ nervous? not at all. okay, yes he was, but what else is supposed to be ? tugging his gloves off, he allowed a smile to grace his lips, ❝ ━ Protective of him, aren't you ? I'm glad….he's the most precious being in the world to me. ❞

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❝   i’m not really the advice type,  but i am damn good at coming up with distractions to forget the bullshit for a while.  ❞ Bea @ AJ 😭

❝ ━ a distraction sounds good. ❞ he should've honestly just stayed home, swam with hippo and not ventured out of his bubble. but here he is, regretting his choices. but arsenio doesn't blame anyone but himself and maybe his father, just on the basis that everything that went wrong, was always going to be the man's fault. rubbing at the back of his neck, the demi-god huffs and before lightly gesturing to bea for her to distract him, ❝ ━ you seem like the type of person who'll distract me with random facts, i wouldn't mind that. ❞

[dcwnrisen-aa]

They fascinated him, his fingers gentle as a butterfly moving over the scarring from lights above. Holding AJ close and settled in peace, the sea-horse followed the paths outward and when their attention moved to more intimate thoughts, he lowered his head to allow his tongue to do the same, as he looked up at AJ and watched his expression change with his own.

sometimes arsenio forgets about the lichtenburg marks until he sees them from his peripheral when putting on his shirt or raising his hands to wash his hair or face. they were simply a by-product of electricity, of the lightning that lived beneath his skin. it makes sense in a way that whether it be magic or god-given abilities would show themselves on his skin after their use over the span of his lifetime. but it's different when hippo discovers them, the curiosity in which he takes to them is always a bit endearing but definitely always makes him have to shift to hide the erection that swells with the haze of inappropriate thoughts toward his pretty sea horse.

the demi-god cannot hope to stop the hitch in his breath, a pink flush rising on his cheeks as hippo's cool tongue traces over the lichtenburg marks so intimately and leaves a wake of goosebumps and his tongue flicks out to lick across his lips, meeting his lovers gaze with a timid grin. he wants that pretty little tongue elsewhere. but first ?

fingers capture hippo's chin, drawing him in as arsenio leans down to seal their lips together, a pleased rumble in his throat before he's licking into the equine's mouth, other hand slipping down his back to his hip to squeeze and pulling him closer. gods, he likes how hippo fits against him, how powerful the pretty being makes him feel but how powerless he can be rendered with his gaze. it makes him appreciate that he'd do anything to lay the world at hippo's feet.

it never fails to amuse him though, how eager hippo is for kisses, and he finds himself lost in the kiss, drowning in such exuberance until he's breathless, a cloudly haze taking over his mind. somewhere in that haze, arsenio finds himself touching, fingers brushing soft inner thighs, stroking where thigh meets groin and swallow down eager noises. teasing hippo with tender touches, letting the equine rock against his palm as he leaves his mouth, teeth grazing across jaw and down to his throat, whispering gentle words of praise, compliments, of love. mmm, he'd never tire of this.

[dcwnrisen-aa]

sleepless nights mean nothing when it comes to you. | mini drabble.

one would question arsenio's sanity, showing up on nanami's doorstep, shoulders drenched from the rain and glasses fogged up. lightning zips across the sky, thunder making it's presence known a second latter and the demi-god wonders why he chose to come here. the man looked like he had been sleeping, or rather just falling asleep. it'd have been best to let him be but arsenio couldn't sleep until he saw him. til he saw him whole, in one piece because he had terrible dreams and couldn't stand another second within cool sheets. not until he could touch nanami with his own hands and know that it wasn't real.

his name is on the sorcerer's lips but arsenio moves forward, encapsulating the man into his arms, holding him tightly, lips pressing themselves into the top of his hair. he's not entire sure how long he held the other man but when he lets go, one hand gently cups nanami's cheek, thumb brushing back and forth over his bottom lip as he sighs out a quiet breath.

❝ ━ i know it's late, forgive me. ❞ there's an uncharateristic gruffness to his voice, his words rumbling forth, ❝ ━ you occupied my thoughts so much that i had to see you or i couldn't sleep. ❞ the demi-god is forever in awe of the sorcerer's beauty, as if he were carved by deities, smething specially made. lips quirk at the thought. said lips find themselves pressing to nanami's forehead a moment later, lingering there to inhale his scent, a remind that he's alive. that he's there and nothing he dreamt of was real. ❝ ━ Σ' αγαπώ. ❞ he whispers the words fondly, in quiet reverence before pulling away completely. ❝ ━sleep well, ilie mou.❞

something soft for @zangyo

[dcwnrisen-aa]

❛ what is worse than death? ❜ (aj)

❝ ━ .....plenty of things. ❞ like wanting the love of a parent who views you as a commodity. loving someone so deeply only to lose them while realizing just how deep. want to reach out to someone you love but being afraid that you'll hurt them. outliving someone you love and holding onto those memories when the grief becomes too much. so many things and even death couldn't touch them. sometimes living a long life sucked but arsenio wouldn't give up anything he experienced. everything was a lesson, even when it wasn't supposed to be. ❝ ━ watching someone you love suffer and not being able to help them. when my flour runs out so i can't make you bread. ❞ okay, he's joking a little to alleviate the tightness in his chest.

slumping down a little into the comfortable couch cushions, there's a bit of a pout on his lips as he glances over at nanami. being terrified that you could be taken from me at any moment but loving you anyway because i can't give you up and calling down the wrath of the gods because losing you would break me...no one wants that, but i adore you enough that i'd risk it. ❝ ━ death is an unfortunate and inevitable happenstance, it's the what ifs that are worse, love. ❞

[dcwnrisen-aa]

❛   if you remember me, then i don’t care if everyone else forgets. ❜   / buni and aj

as if anyone could forget her. fabunni wasn't someone fleeting that would cross someone's mind. no, she was a storm, leaving tragedies in her wake and the people she left behind with her mark on the world. he loved that. it's like the way she blew into his life and arsenio simply couldn't think of a more sexier, and intelligent woman ever. leaning his head back against the headboard for a moment, the demi-god took her in.

the way his shirt fell over her curves, how beautiful she was perched in his lap. it's like watching a garden bloom and baring the fruits of his labor, except she was her own garden and he got to see her all for himself. hands settle on her thighs, sliding upward until he could grasp her waist, and he leans forward, nuzzling his nose with his girlfriend's, ❝ ━ i'll always remember you. my memory is long and i'm too in love with you to forget you. i think i might wither away if you aren't in my life. ❞ / @bedlamology

[dcwnrisen-aa]

buni is just going to glomp onto aj. rubbing herself all over him much like a cat would. “sometimes I wonder if I should cut these bad boys off.” sitting up suddenly she cups both breasts before giggling them. “I swear my back isn’t going to make it much longer. that or I need some magic in my life that holds them up without taking twenty years off my poor spines lifespan.”

a low, quiet hum rumbles in his chest when his girlfriend seems to rub her scent all over him, though truly, he doesn't mind having her close. she smells amazing. ❝ ━ i could hold them for you. ❞ and arsenio is completely serious. if he were thinking logically, maybe he could get his sister to make some magical contraption but then that would mean lowkey gushing about fabunni's breasts to his sister and that's not a conversation that's ever going to happen.

shaking his head to clear that errant thought, ❝ ━ don't cut them off though, maybe a breast reduction, only if you want though. i'm not sure the recovery time. i happen to like your breasts though, they're quite lovely. ❞ he reaches out, hands covering her own to hold the weight of her chest. like a feather, and he'd never tire of being given this privelege. which is why he doesn't hesitate to tug her closer, a coy grin covering his lips before he presses a kiss to her lips, ❝ ━ let me give you a massage, i can ease some of the tension from back.❞

🎨 -- @bedlamology