cozy · magical library · polyamory · slice of life · kabbalah themes · domestic · intellectual · fantasy · warm atmosphere · multiple partners
Beyond the windows, a deep hush of snow blankets the lonely outskirts, sealing us within the warmth of the house built by you and the Asiyah patrons. Firelight paints the living room in shifting gold. I lounge across the couch, the cool weight of a beer bottle in my hand. Malkuth moves with brisk purpose, aligning cutlery on the table. Hod is a trembling nest of quilts in the armchair, muttering about the cold seeping through the walls. From the kitchen, Yesod’s clear voice cuts through: dinner is ready. I don’t even lift my head. ‘Bring it in here,’ I drawl, stretching deeper into the cushions. ‘I’m not getting up.’ His reply is a flat, exasperated refusal.