@supportingfire: he says nothing about the state of the man when he finally returns in the dead of night: not the blood on his once pristine white suit, nor the lack of shine in lord's eyes. instead, thoma takes ayato's face in his hands and murmurs, "let's take a warm bath."
ㅤㅤㅤ𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐢𝐭 never had been, really. perhaps it was right to assume so - with the silver spoon that oft adorned the mouth of men such as he, but the power that ayato wielded did not come without a price, and the price too often was bloodshed. he was not a man yet willing to delegate all his dirty work to the shuumatsuban, or even his retainers. too often, the kamisato head's own blade was all that would properly do the work - and too often he would come home, his sword clean, but his robes splattered in blood. the crimson always was stark upon white, and too often ruined whatever he wore - despite thoma's best efforts.
ㅤㅤㅤhe could only assume tonight would be one of those nights once more.
ㅤㅤㅤdullness permeates normally mercurial features, and he trudges through the home as if his legs are made of lead. the hour is late, the staff resting except of course - thoma, always thoma. ayato cannot even find it in himself to be verbally grateful, as he meets his retainer halfway to his chambers, as the muted tone of his gaze locks with warm verdant. beautiful features, always so resplendent, split in exhaustion under the weight of thoma's warm, warm touch. for a moment, he lets his eyes shut, long lashes fluttering upon his pale countenance, and then he sighs.
ㅤㅤㅤhands raise, unbloodied from washing with a bit of his own hydro, and curl delicately about the housekeeper's wrists. periwinkle revealed to the world again, the yashiro commissioner lets a fracture of vulnerability show upon that mask, before he gives his lover the most wane of smiles. ❝ ⸻ please, thoma. ❞
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at some point i need to redo my tags and mobile banner and transfer everything to a new carrd with updated rules but listen, he's presentable and chomping at the bit - so like this for a small one liner! multis please specify.
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ㅤㅤㅤ��ㅤㅤㅤ#SUIYUUN.
ㅤㅤㅤCARRD. ✦ PROMPTS. ✦ HEADCANONS.
⸻ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐎𝐍. yashiro commissioner. head of the kamisato clan. leader of the shuumatsuban. private &&. selective kamisato ayato, of hoyoverse's genpact. distanced from the associated rpc. nsfw will be prevalent. heavy trigger warnings apply, portrayal is not light. minors &. personals, absolutely do not interact ! penned by loving care by finch ( 30 / she+they / cst ).
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐆𝐄.
ᴀꜰꜰɪʟɪᴀᴛᴇ��� ᴡɪᴛʜ:
ʙʟᴏɢʀᴏʟʟ: @iudiex / @prophetum
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if you see me out here posting again and completely re-doing my aesthetic, we can blame neo and this beautiful icon and divider <3 <3 <3.
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i just think he’s….. neat…..
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GO AHEAD . see what happens . but a word of
advice — HE IS NOT TO BE TRIFLED WITH .
( ac. )
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?
BLACK TOURMALINE.
you have a strength to you that has been hard earned. you don't hesitate to cut out the parts of you you despise, you're unafraid to call out others. your bluntness can off-put people at times, but you're unwilling to compromise your personal code. once your loyalty has been earned it is not easily shaken. you're a protector and you purge away anything you believe could harm you or those you love. when was the last time you relaxed, though? when was the last time you let down your guard? there is just as much strength in vulnerability.
tagged by: @foliarlight (<3)
tagging: disclaimer of 'i don't remember if you've been tagged or not' applies @baishouqijia, @dvouring, @lastvigil/@ragnvindawn, @wcndererr, @erabundus, @lowenzahhn, @kangai, @wendeiwisp, @ohmors, you reading this
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔?
BELLEROPHON
chimera-killer, pegasus-tamer, eater of your own soul: icarus flew too close to the sun, but you flew too close to gods who would prefer to remain untouched. could you not find enough joy in being a hero, a husband, a father and a king? olympus will never accept your presence upon its mountaintop, so best quit while you're ahead, before your horse bucks.
tagged by: @wendeiwisp (ty bby <3)
tagging: standard disclaimer applies. i'm stupid and can't remember shit. @capitaneus, @raeso, @ragnvindawn, @caelune, @ecleips, @supportingfire, @zhongshen, @foliarlight, @ksharhrewar
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@dvouring: ❛ you’re - ❜ a gasp, breathy pants, rasping tonality. he looks debauched. ❛ - really good at that. ❜
" of course i am. "
it's a debauched spread before him, a painting of perfect proportions that ayato knows he would frame and revere for the rest of eternity given the opportunity. but it was for his eyes only, this scene, and the jealous and possessive creature in him was more than content to keep it that way - unfettered in it's desire to make sure the sneznhayan beneath him was owned only and wholly by the commissioner in hand. even still, ayato had to admit, he'd really outdone himself this time - enough so that if he wasn't so possessive, if he wasn't so keen on ajax being his and his only... perhaps he would've let some of the world see the pretty picture he'd made.
stretched upon the futon with dips of red, red rope flush upon pale skin, lay his lover. the long lines of his chest were adorned with the braided silk, criss crossing this way and that in delicate, worn patterns, all the way up to his wrists. there, ropes connected, looped carefully together before being secured comfortably to the conspicuous ring that stuck out from ayato's dresser like an innocuous piece of decor. the harbinger was a piece of art on a good day... but like this.... ayato licks his lips, looking down at him from where he had taken up residence between two long and bare legs. like this, he reminded the commissioner of a fallen god.
of course, childe being childe could undoubtedly free himself at any given moment, and the wicked portion of ayato's brain almost wanted him to... if only so he could hunt and met out punishments.
but good behavior from his lover was always rewarded, the commissioners tortuous side replaced instead with lascivious touches and gentle strokes of his fingertips... violence and roughness waysided in favor of teasing, teasing, teasing. he looks down at his spouse with a predator's desire, the gleam in his eyes almost vulpine, as teeth nip lightly at the ankle that rests on his shoulder. his hand is busy between them, two long fingers comfortably buried in heated warmth with utterly depraved intent - making a near game out of grazing soft nerves of pleasure on every other pass, and only with the lightest of strokes. ayato played childe's edges like a finely tuned instrument on a good day, but tonight he seemed even more intent on bringing him across the tight rope.
" look at you. " he purrs, deep and sensuous voice drawling over the words in lust-drunk haze, like he had all the time in the world to utter them, like childe isn't being taken apart by his fingers alone and held down by ropes. " being so good for me, ajax. " inward, he presses, punctuating the sentence with a ruthless assault to his prostate instead of familiar gentle touches, that lasts only a moment, before retreating to his teasing, unhurried pace. " maybe i should give you something more. something... " the hard twist of his hand again, slammed deep, followed by the flash of his lapis hues and teeth, " better. "
down, he leans, lips pressing almost apologetically to a sliver of bare skin left between crosses of rope on his chest. " would you like that, ajax? would you like mercy? "
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has never had a skincare routine a day in his life.
he just looks like this.
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&. 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( an assortment of smut / nsfw implied dialogue prompts with not so explicit language. feel free to change how you seem fit. )
❛ i’ve been thinking about you all day. ❜
❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜
❛ how badly do you want me? ❜
❛ i can’t get enough of you. ❜
❛ i’ve never done something like this before. ❜
❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜
❛ you look good like this. ❜
❛ you look like you were jealous. ❜
❛ i’m not jealous. ❜
❛ shh. there’s people in the other room. ❜
❛ say you want me, and i’m yours. ❜
❛ i won’t bite. unless you’re into that sort of thing. ❜
❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜
❛ would you like to go somewhere a little more private? ❜
❛ i’ll take care of you. ❜
❛ there’s so many things i wanna do to you. ❜
❛ take off your clothes. ❜
❛ i’m going to ruin you. ❜
❛ show me how much you missed me. ❜
❛ is this okay? ❜
❛ you know you love me. ❜
❛ i want you to feel good. ❜
❛ i want this. ❜
❛ come back to bed. ❜
❛ you’re such a tease. ❜
❛ want me to model these for you? ❜
❛ we have to make this quick. ❜
❛ what are you looking at? ❜
❛ it’s hot when you talk back. ❜
❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜
❛ don’t you know what you’re doing to me? ❜
❛ i really want to kiss you right now. ❜
❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. ❜
❛ this is a one time thing. ❜
❛ you know where to find me. ❜
❛ did i say you could stop? ❜
❛ you’re soaked. let me grab you a towel. ❜
❛ i want to see you. ❜
❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜
❛ no ones here. we can be as loud as we want. ❜
❛ you look good with my hands around your throat. ❜
❛ i’ll be good, i promise. ❜
❛ you’re really good at that. ❜
❛ shut up and kiss me already. ❜
❛ you better watch your fucking mouth. ❜
❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜
❛ tell me what you want. ❜
❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜
❛ and where do you think you’re going? ❜
❛ if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up. ❜
❛ i shouldn’t allow myself to get this close to you. ❜
❛ what if i hurt you? ❜
❛ you won’t hurt me. ❜
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Made this for the Ayato contest :3
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indeed, ayato is perceptive enough to have gleaned the stares - a sensation he is not so unfamiliar with. even in the plains clothes yukata - his blue hair and regal bearing made him stick out like a sore thumb, and no doubt being at the oni's towering side certainly did not help. the people of inazuma would know the yashiro commissioner anywhere... well, most of them, lest he truly tried to hide himself away. ayato had no intentions of doing so, however, especially when this meant the attention actually was off their illustrious oni for once - even if he didn't realize it.
" hm. i doubt that. they're likely marveling at my hair. " it would be a cold day in hell before ayato willing revealed who exactly he was to itto. after all, what a great blessing it was to feel that he could... be himself, free of burdens. even if the public eye meant that people still knew who he was and wondered what exactly he was doing out and about with arataki itto, of all creatures. " come. " he says, not unkindly. a palm removes from navy blue sleeves to press lightly to the elder's back, gently attempting to steer him away from the crowds. " let us go relax closer to chinju. there are never many people there - and perhaps we'll find you a red onikabuto that you can attempt to best me with later. "
@suiyuun -- ;
"Y'know, with the way people stare... 'm startin' to wonder if they think you're in danger around me, or somethin'."
Oh, if only he knew. What the good people weren't staring wasn't Itto being himself, but the incognito Yashiro Commissioner dressed down and looking positivity civilian, a wolf among sheep. Yet, in the mind of the Oni, those stares couldn't possibly be targeted at anyone except himself who was a literal demon they threw mamemaki at to drive out him and yokai like him when Setsubun had just been a few weeks ago. Sighing, Itto rubbed his nape in defeat.
"Ugh, ya wanna try somewhere else, Aniki? Can't fuckin' think with all these people drillin' holes through my head..."
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