* ; psyche

@mpxtsukuyomi 🖤

With all the exciting things, all the crazy events that had been taking place as of late — Psyche figured, and strongly agreed with her own decision that the couple needed a good night at home, together.

Ultimately, Tsukuyomi was her home and wherever they were she always felt it. But tonight, they were at hers and relaxed upon the couch together, cuddled up into one another as they enjoyed the feeling of being held, at least she enjoyed it whenever his arms were wrapped around her frame, holding her near and dear. She hadn’t cooked and instead had takeaway for them which was just as nice as her cooking something up in the kitchen, minus the bit of mess she would have inevitably had to clean up. At least now she could give all of her attention to the one important person in her life.

The television played in a low volume, though enough to hear what was being said. She really wasn’t paying much attention to whatever was on, she was more interested in listening to his heart and mimicking his breathing so here could match his. Psyche carefully lifted her head from his chest so she could stare up at him and smile — thankful every single day that she gets to spend this time together with the love of her life. The love radiated from her, seeped from her pores and into the air for all to see — she smiled again, brighter this time before leaning closely and placing the softest of kisses upon his lips.

He was so precious.

“Tsukuyomi..” she whispered his name against his lips, kissing him one last time before slowly pulling away to tell him something “I love you..” she felt her heart palpitate and her soul sing a happy little tune. “Please..” she spoke in a gentle tone, her husky voice a bit lower as she reached to grab a hold of his hand

Which was why he succumbed to whatever she wished on the couch, letting her lean in close as he kept his arms wrapped firmly around her, and when she looked up, his heart ceased to beat for a good moment as he stared into her orbs, admiring a night sky of sparkling wonders within the two beautiful windows.

“Hm?” He hummed into her kiss as she called his name so softly, his hand lifting as she grabbed hold of it and held hers against his cheek. He heard her declaration of love loud and clear. He didn’t respond just yet; sometimes he still found himself surprised at the way she could easily let such strong words slip through her lips without a worry in the world. It wasn’t as though he was worried to tell her that he loved her, to the moon and back. He just... liked to wait, wait until the words push their way out of him when he could no longer hold it in.

Whatever it was that he felt, he was sure the other would feel it anyway.

She enjoyed that she didn’t have to say too much whenever she was with him — instead it gave her plenty of time to simply watch and learn whatever she possibly could from him. She could learn of the little things that he would do, taking mental notes of things he seemed to have a certain dislike for. She tried her absolute best to observe everything that she possibly could.

“Mmm, so tell me.. have you been feeling alright as of late?” She asked curiously, knowing full well that things have been a bit hectic for both of them if truth be known. She had been a bit distracted as of late and away, but never too far away where she felt it would upset him. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much lately.. things, as you know, have been a bit crazy at the bakery… trying to simply figure out new things” she felt bad, even mentioning her being away a bit. But at the same time, she didn’t want to suffocate him with her presence always being there. She was always so worried that she was doing or could do something to compromise the happiness she’s worked towards today with him.

bonding over recipes with @psychexmp from here

"I would never "just say" anything!" Amaterasu was quick to protest, lips forming a slight pout as she nudged her friend back. While Amaterasu had a myriad of fellow gods and goddesses she'd like to call friends, very few made her feel at ease as much as Psyche did. It was less the fact that perhaps it was her inherent abilities, but more for the fact that Psyche's presence really did put you at ease and comfortable. She was genuinely kind and a lovely person, Amaterasu had taken a liking to the other the moment they had met. The Japanese goddess also liked to think that even if their current lovers weren't exes of each other, they'd still manage to be friends.

( bear ) : sender bear hugs receiver 

( back ) : sender rubs receiver’s back 

( embrace) : sender gently hugs receiver 

( hold ) : sender hugs receiver from behind 

( caress ) : sender caresses receiver’s face

( peck ) : sender kisses receiver on the cheek 

( smooch ) : sender kisses receiver on the lips 

( snuggle ) : sender pulls receiver into their lap

( warm ) : our muses cuddle together for warmth  

( bloom ) : sender gives receiver a bouquet of flowers 

( comb ) : sender runs their fingers through receiver’s hair 

( whisper ) : sender shares a secret with receiver ( specify )

( tend ) : sender looks after receiver when they’ve been hurt 

( comfort ) : sender holds receiver while they’re sad / scared 

( visit ) : our muses visit sender’s favorite place from childhood 

( snack ) : sender brings receiver their favorite food to cheer them up

( carry ) : sender carries receiver to bed when they’re too tired to walk

reverse prompts 

( bear reverse ) : receiver bear hugs sender 

( back reverse ) : receiver rubs sender’s back 

( embrace reverse ) : receiver gently hugs sender 

( hold reverse ) : receiver hugs sender from behind

( caress reverse ) : receiver caresses sender’s face 

( peck reverse ) : receiver kisses sender on the cheek

( snuggle reverse ) receiver pulls receiver into their lap 

( smooch reverse ) : receiver kisses receiver on the lips 

( whisper reverse ) : receiver shares a secret with sender 

( bloom reverse ) : receiver gives sender a bouquet of flowers

( comb reverse ) : receiver runs their fingers through sender’s hair 

( tend reverse ) : receiver looks after sender when they’ve been hurt 

( comfort reverse ) : receiver holds sender while they’re sad / scared

( visit reverse ) : our muses visit receiver’s favorite place from childhood 

( snack reverse ) : receiver brings sender their favorite food to cheer them up

so, i absolutely love cooking! it's a passion of mine, i've been cooking for my family for years, people seem to find my food edible enough, and i recently found myself unable to cook at all for about a week, resulting in this little list coming into existence! i'm most likely going to make more of these, simply because the dynamics in a kitchen are varied as hell, right? we have romantic couples who cook together as a hobby, there's professional restaurant kitchen settings, baking oriented stuff, cooking with kids, there's a LOT to be done w the topic! so these are more for the chaos of someone who cannot boil an egg to save their life, vs. someone who enjoys cooking and is widely considered to be a dab hand at it! DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST! but i do hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed making it!

" hey, hey, it's okay! we'll scrape off the burnt bits! "

" here, let me chop the onions, okay? you can dice the peppers and beef; just be sure to do them on separate boards, yeah? "

" you... you know the wine was for the stew, don't you?! "

" i swear to you, i don't know how this happened. i followed every single instruction, word for word! "

" taste this and tell me what you think! "

" oh my god... this is AMAZING! you should have your own cooking show! "

" you're kidding me! no way this whole thing is vegan! it's just too good! "

" so, um... i might have possibly accidentally tipped the entire jar of cayenne pepper into the soup... and by might have, i mean definitely. "

" i think i'm gonna have to ask you to leave the kitchen before you hurt somebody. "

" it says here to fold in the eggs... now, tell me, how exactly does one do that? "

" i might have over-exaggerated my cooking skills... and blown up the oven. "

" look, it sounds gross, but i'm telling you, when it's cooked right, it's the best thing ever! "

" i lied to my date and now they think i'm this amazing cook when i'm absolutely not, so please, can you spare me the lecture and just teach me how to cook? "

" woah, woah, woah... try chopping like this. yeah, that's it. you won't chop off your hand this way. "

" so, um... how exactly did it manage to stay frozen solid on the inside, but scorch to a crisp on the outside? "

" okay, remember when it asked for fifty grams of sugar? yeah. i accidentally used salt. "

" well, at least we know the smoke alarms work, right? "

" i ruined three knives, i have a roast chicken embedded in my ceiling, my oven officially needs therapy, and so do i! wanna call it quits and order a pizza? "

" i swear, you're one of those kitchen gods who can make ice cubes taste fantastic! "

" this is the fun part! take that tenderiser, and beat the absolute crap out of that pile of steaks. "

" i'm trying so hard not to judge you right now, but... onion goggles?! "

" how on earth did you get pasta sauce on the ceiling? "

" you know every single firefighter in town knows my name? and my top three favorite comfort foods to bring each time i trigger the fire alarm? yeah. that's my culinary reputation. "

" hey. it's okay. this isn't the first time i've burnt dinner. i have taco bell on speed dial. "

" sometimes recipes just don't work out. and that's okay! what matters is that you tried. "

" i didn't realize it was even possible to burn water! "

" ah... i see where you went wrong. the recipe uses paprika. this is chilli powder. "

" quit eating the batter, or we'll have no cupcakes at all! "

" no! no way. i'm not tasting anything cooked by you; not since your orange juice gave me food poisoning. "

" the last time i tried to cook, my pot roast ended up on fire and put a hole in my dry wall. i had to hang paintings over it until i could refill the crater. "

" no, you cannot cook chicken medium-rare. wanna know why? because that means it's raw. and you'll end up with food poisoning. and i'll have to tell you what a moron you were to even think that was an acceptable thing to do in the first place. "

" i thought you teaching me how to cook would be all soft and friendly, like the great british bake-off! but it's more like hell's kitchen. "

" no tears in my kitchen, thank you! "

" six fires in three hours is your personal best! only problem is, we're making fruit salad... "

(  we  love  angst  on  this  blog,  what  can  we  say.  here’s  some  more  dialogue  prompts  for  you.  a  warning  for  potentially  triggering  themes  below.  )

❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜

❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜

❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜

❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜

❛ the less you know, the better. ❜

❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜

❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜

❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜

❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜

❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜

❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜

❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜

❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜

❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜

❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜

❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜

❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜

❛ is this what you think love is? ❜

❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜

❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜

❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜

❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜

❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜

❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜

❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜

❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜

❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜

❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜

❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜

❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜

❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜

❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜

❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜

❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜

❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜

❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜

❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜

❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜

❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜

❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜

❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜ 

❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜

❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜

❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜