Mar 3, 2025
Just two immortal friends just hanging out. Having fun. (June's hair is so powerful it broke my pencil tip and had to go get it replaced.. 🤣)
@juneforged
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Just two immortal friends just hanging out. Having fun. (June's hair is so powerful it broke my pencil tip and had to go get it replaced.. 🤣)
@juneforged
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@juneforged, prompts.
Nobody has manners anymore. It was all so beautiful, once...
mura had been reluctant to follow sylaise into this unknown. and yet faith was needed both in times of strife and of peace ; faith in a greater power, faith that the war would end, faith that this life they have built, so alien to bodies made of stardust and thought, would lead to something good. and still every day she feels herself change. gravity drags her down, air presses against her skin, and elgar'nan strives to have her ( new !! ) teeth dig into his jugular. they're sharp enough for it, and yet to do so would surely spell more trouble than is worth.
june is morose, judging by the tone of his voice. something in her rebels at the thought ; something in her will always rebel at the thought, but as with everything else, she takes it in strides. where she touches along the edge of his desk, flowers bloom. little forget-me-nots and daisies, green and fresh and precious in their simple beauty.
❝ some would rather see this world burn whole than allow it to breathe uncaged, ❞ she sighs, watching as the flowers wilt with the air expelled from her lungs. in truth she feels old, when age was never a thought that crossed her mind before. she longs to reach for him as she had whilst they were spirits in the fade, but as it is she must contend herself with squeezing his hand in hers. it's hot, his skin, and the heat transfers to her own algid flesh. ❝ change comes. i dearly wish it would slow its pace, but we can no more control that than we can control flame once it spreads. ❞
“ Got caught giving a fuck. Embarrassing. ” ( from june! )
She made a show of sucking air in her teeth. A feigned look as if she had come across something revolting and unpleasant.
"Oh, ew. Gross." She began. "My condolences."
There's the expected beat of silence and shift to her more cheeky demeanor on her face and person.
"Okay, what did you do?"
Kar: I have done nothing wrong
June: I know this and I love you
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leaving a 🍪 here for you.
:3 i am delighted thank you, have some shaved ice 🍧
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oh nooo haha. andruil and ghilan'nain filing for joint custody of sylaise after elgar'nan murders mythal...
Are You Ghilan'nain's Type || @juneforged
I've been sitting on this in my ask box because it makes me Giggle every time I scroll past it but I can't be greedy the world needs to see it lolololol
messages sent to @juneforged.
[ passing confidence ] – for the sender’s muse brush their fingers against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. ( from june! )
@juneforged | the intimacy of hands: always accepting!
being so close to june was intoxicating; dirthamen tried to avoid it as much as they could, but they had a sneaking suspicion he was aware of this effort and took every opportunity he could to come within close range. though he never got close enough. shoulders stiffen slightly as june goes over the intricacies of his latest invention, mechanical fingers tracing over the smooth wood and dirthamen can only imagine it is their face.
june pauses, ever-changing eyes appraising them, and dirthamen feels like a lamb led to slaughter for a moment, realization again dawning on them that they are, in fact, corporeal. the feeling passes quickly as it came when fingers graze against their own-- eyes snap to his and the moment has been over for a second now and dirthamen still can't breathe--.
" it's... it's beautiful, as always, fenorain. "