@grimesucker sent: puts hands on his shoulders from behind , tucks forward & plants a kiss in his hair .
cozy on the couch, shiro doesn’t even hear dox coming up from behind. he’s too focused on the OLD BOOK on astronomy in his hands and the CAT in his lap. even when the weight of hands fall on his shoulders, he’s slow to pull himself from the paragraph he’s reading. the KISS placed against his head, however, is enough to tug him much more quickly to the moment, blinking in surprise. head raises and he glances over his shoulder in an effort to glimpse dox, honestly startled by the blatant act of affection.
“ feeling sentimental tonight? ”
though there is a teasing lilt in his voice, the smile on shiro’s face is PURE of intent. he’s always been a physically affectionate person but, in the undercity, it’s rare that he gets to express himself that way these days and rarer STILL that someone else is affectionate with him.
that said, it’s ALWAYS a nice surprise.
HECK IT. this is a straight up starter call for my witch / magic / fantasy verse. i’m craving stuff so bad lmfao.
just a little rundown since i have no verse info up yet: this verse is FLEXIBLE AF. it’s literally a general fantasy verse for me to write some guilty pleasure tropes with shiro ok. as for shiro in the verse, he’s a space witch who was bitten by a werewolf in his teens. the curse suppressed his magic but over time & with a lot of work he slowly manages to reconnect with it. he lives with and sort of works as an assistant for an earth shaman ( @grimesucker ) in the middle of a forest.
feel free to come at me to plot if you’d like to before i write something for you. multis pls specify a muse you want the starter for. thx for enabling me bbs. ♡
dawson “ DOX ” cox penned by ghost
takashi “ FIFTEEN ” shirogane penned by grey
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“Can you remember who you were before the world told you who you should be?”
— Danielle LaPorte (via amortizing)
grimesucker.
TOO LATE, HE’S ALREADY AWAKE. aggravation sees upper-lip CURL, but fifteen should know well-enough that dox’s temper EBBS & FLOWS - he’ll be GROUCHY for some time, but it’s not as though he could actually remain upset with the kids—he KNOWS that he’s, well, their SOLE SOURCE OF COMFORT - if one of them has something that demands they rouse him at UNFUCKLY HOURS, than he’ll get over it & tend to their bullshit. he’s all they got.
pushing himself from frankly derelict mattress, dox adjusts into a sitting position & beckons fifteen back over.
there’s HESITATION, even as dox gestures for him to come back, and shiro simply remains paused in place for a long moment. he really does hate waking dox, and not JUST because it’s rude and the mender gets crabby, but... well, he’s almost an adult. he shouldn’t be waking his effective CARETAKER up in the middle of the night like he’s six.
“ it’s fine, it’s not... ” trailing off before finishing the sentence, the boy exhales and shuffles back into dox’s doorway, hand gripping at what remains of his right arm. “ ...my arm just hurts. ”
something which sounds small and not worth waking someone for, except that with SHIRO... if he feels the need to tell someone that something hurts, it means that it really hurts. used to being in pain more often than he’s not, he won’t bother anyone about it until he’s about in AGONY. tonight, he’s been unable to sleep due to the pain, even having to remove his prosthetic in an effort to ease it.
“ i can’t get to sleep. ”
where else can you find me? i tend to be all over the place, spending time wherever i have the most muse on a given day. should you want to follow me elsewhere, here’s a list of all of my currently active blogs:
bigaoneun: kang si-u, an original character created for ghost’s undercity (he does have other verses though!). an anxious blind boy with a green thumb & a great deal of pent up rage.
yosulbujog: baek minjoon, an original character created for a modern setting. an apathetic witch who prefers gaming over witchcraft & makes a living as a streamer.
byanyan: byan, an original character created for ghost’s undercity (they will have other verses though!). a fiery teen whose hobbies include kicking your ass & stealing your things, all while wearing a hello kitty backpack.
me: *points to space* !!!!!!
friend: ????
me: *points to space more violently* !!!!!!!!!
Praise this body For nothing has killed it yet Even my own two hands
— Jill Khoury, from “Litany for Survival,” published in Inverted Syntax