#along with history about her in general she kept her epithath thingy blank to let the future generations judge her actions

[tokuteasings]

Hymn-filled Stele

Happy bday to @twokairevolution!!! Dear, I hope you are having a wonderful day and that you are eating well! I'm so proud of you, watching you grow, soaring higher than anything else in the world, dragon's wings upon your back crafted out of the most vibrant of colors. This is for you and the other Kuroto simps out there~!

The idea of eternity will never exist, even though the man standing before you is eternal.

It is the same as the flames smoldering in your chest, golden twin things that swirl around in your brain; a dangering crisis, infections digging their ten talons into your chest and ten different motorcycles roaring in your ears...

Gods above, you wonder if they could even hear you, free your soul.

If it was possible, to live an ordinary life, beside that man you adore... An ordinary life with the top genius, king of the world, godly in everything and even your heart.

Your name is called from sacred lips, and the god blesses you with his presence once more.

"Yes?" "What are you thinking about?" You open your mouth then close it, unable to let those calculations burst forth with animistic thunder. Kuroto only smiles as he takes a seat beside you, your hand in his. His lips, that sing his own praise in the church - angels on high, are pressed to the pulse of your wrist. Feeling it thud-thud-thud under delicate skin, lifeblood pulsing and all meant for him.

Blue, gold, and black dances between your eyes when he suddenly pulls you in for a demanding kiss; a pirate to steal their rightful treasure, a king demanding your attention, a desire to simply be with you.

It's things he says with fanfare almost everyday, his adoration for you spoken to the court in little hymns that not many can truly decipher the cipher.

But you can. You always have.

But kisses like these, where he sings your praise in wordless fashions and your lips praise him in return...

That throne is waiting for you both, side by side.

Ruling the world together, godly talents and godly love.

He'll etch his love for you into your own body if he must...lips against your quickened pulse, your heart, your soul. And he will.

Forevermore.