#divineshadow

𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔫’𝔱 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥.

Lexx: I Worship His Shadow. - Reference/inspiration caps.

Finally getting into this series, and it’s kind of perfect timing since I’m also getting into Dune.  They’re almost like siblings, Dune is the stoner philosopher while Lexx is the tattooed metalhead goth who’s into bondage and MIGHT have his ghoulie pierced.

he said to yuji itadori. “lean on me.” 

He blinks, staring dead at Fushiguro as though he’s just asked him to slice off his leg at the knee. His body produces a profound sound, something resembling a snort if it had to choose a relative, as Yuji shakes his head. He still wasn’t used to this whole camaraderie thing. Having to hold up his own weight and issues for as long as he could really recall, Yuji had never really needed the offer of someone to lean on. Both literally and as the figure of speech. Besides, Megumi would have needed all of his own strength, right? Yuji appreciated it but… he didn’t need the help. He did wonder however, how offended he’d get if Yuji offered himself for Megumi to lean on, instead. 

“It’s… No, it's okay.” A smile, stupidly aloof and clueless as ever, was plastered on his face. It was beaming against the mess of pink hair, bruised cheek and busted lip. Hoping to deter the idea in Megumi’s head that he needed help, that was until Yuji finally went to move, anyways. So perhaps he wasn’t as intact as he thought. His own body betraying him, he winces as an attempt to walk was made. His own arm wrapped around his ribcage to ease the ache as a grunt escaped him, a brief profanity falling from his mouth, too. Dammit.