#griefbled

               “i called you because i thought i could trust you. please please do not tell dad about this, okay? promise me you won’t tell him.” 

weakened form of the witch was nearly hollow. her body BROKEN sometime ago by the hands of death himself. waning, her form was all but scattered globally to reassure she did not succumb to the endless embrace. the form you see before you, was not whole. but APPEARED to be. an illusion. her soul resided elsewhere, for she was in no state to protect herself. despite the years, hundreds, the spider wasn't fully recovered from ancient feuds. the goal was to lay low, be hidden from death's gaze while she rebuilt. arachnophobia hadn't ceased operation, but was a silence force only growing with each passing day.

⸻ she had been waiting. so patiently for [ @griefbled / sebastian. ] to arrive.

' i would have never thought that an alliance such as this would come to be. you're aware that associating with a witch like myself is certainly treason among your own? ' but a useful alliance no less. mother of all things, it was the pathway being paved. a desired goal our spider queen would achieve. she swirled the crimson liquid in her glass. was it wine? the blood of man? curious. ' mosquito. a beverage for our newest recruit. ' she ordered. the steward wouldn't hesitate. swiftly replying with a "YES, MY LADY" & poured a glass for the reaper.

He was sitting there for a moment. today was a long day, and the last thing they wanted was to relax. Following Geto around while he worked was a little annoying -- but that was the side of things where he knew he was right. Then again Suguru could take care of himself, he just had gotten used to being close enough to him so he would worry.

Nanami was sitting there in the bed they shared some nights. something they got used to after the girls got a little older. So the blonde was sitting there, reading a book before he was going to go to bed. yet he felt the bed mood just enough for his eyes to catch the other sitting down in front of him. hearing his voice, he pulled a soft smile on his face.

" what has ever stopped you from kissing me?"

a light tease, as Nanami closed the book and leaned forward to give the other a light peek on his lips and he pulled away for a moment. As much as Nanami teased he knew the other was going to be on top of him in a moment. yet, he didn't mind --he wanted to tease more.

" do you want more? or did you just want a quick one? I was reading so you are interrupting."

@griefbled asked: ❛ the holidays aren't so bad with you around. ❜ from Megumi <3 || ACCEPTING !!

The holidays. Christmas, New Years. This would be the time that he would spend it with his grandfather. The days of visiting the shrine for new years blessings, playing in the snow with epic snowball fights, and laying next to the fire with a warm cup of hot chocolate were over before Itadori Yuuji ever got the chance to say goodbye. That seemed to happen a lot in his life. The things and people he took for granted leaving without a chance for him to even register that they were important to him.

Yuuji watched as the snow fell around them. The cold bit into the thin jacket he wears, but he didn't mind. He'd always been like this. Running warm when the weather tried to make him suffer. Instead, he shoved his hands into the pocket of his hoodie and followed Fushiguro Megumi through the campus of Jujutsu High. The campus he wasn't allowed to leave.

Yet, there was a beauty in the snowfall. The way it sparkled, and Megumi stuck out like a sore thumb. It made him smile.

A mumbled voice broke his concentration on the snow, and his smile widened.

❝  Have you never had a fun holiday before? We should go to the shrine and get our fortune for the year! I bet it'll be a good one! ❞ He laughed. With a step closer, Yuuji laced their fingers together. ❝  And then we can go see all the lights of the city! Have you seen them before? I used to go all the time with Grandpa. Y'know, until he couldn't walk anymore. ❞ His smile never faded.

° • * ˚ ⁀ ➷ @griefbled , the serpent and the wings of night : " we're surrounded by those who would like to see us dead. " from Snake <3

　 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇, 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎 [  ... ] kindred to a mother whose womb is also a maw, it gives and it takes / it sires and it reaps. the ophidian vixen is not affected by his statement, no more than she would be in front of a priest who preaches truths widely known by most already ; achromatic gaze rises, settles 'pon him for a brief moment before eventually anchoring itself back onto the obsidian python comfortably coiled around her wrist ( it has shrunk in size, its lithe form no bigger than a pretty bracelet with gleaming eyes for gems, so that it may remain close to her even when it would otherwise be impossible to achieve such a love - sick feat ) .

LUST & FEAR a shiver down the other's spine. As normal he never expected the other to give him much attention. yet at the same time, he always felt the tension. It didn't matter what was happening on the outside, right now he was his. and only his. Nanami melted at the other's touch as he laid back. the other's lips as they moved over his skin. he was in heaven, and he felt as if this was the best thing in his life.

eyes stared as he watched the other for the moment. trying to keep his breath steady, he felt his whole body tense up again. a slight turn from what lust he had for the other. He wanted everything the other could give him. he craved him more than he would crave water on a hot summer day. Eye closed as he felt the softness of the other's lips trails his stomach. A rare thing for the male to get any attention. The attention he desperately needed. The blonde would NEVER admit to what he craved most, but when it came to the other, he almost begged for more.

As soon as he heard the other's soft voice call his first name, he snapped back and looked at him with heavy eyes. body shaked a little as he bit down on his own lip. He didn't pay attention until he felt the tug on him, his body shivered once more and he was unable to keep his body calm.

" i . . - "