“ IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE. ” she’s sure at some point that leliana is going to throttle her for putting more & more greenery in her section of the tower, but ancients it’s just so DULL up here, air so stagnant that vhen’ara is unsure how the pigeons & the ravens don’t drop from SUFFOCATION. it’s just a few pothos! maybe an ivy vine! this pretty inching plant will flower in a few months when the weather turns for the warmer & leliana will have something soft to gaze at, SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL & COLORFUL & LIVELY, unlike the stone of the turret so all - encompassing & claustrophobic.
it’s in this position vhen’ara finds herself in when the door opens behind her, arms extended upwards draping vinery across the chandelier, eyes locking with the hooded spymaster. still as a halla, breath halted before conceding, “ okay . . . it’s EXACTLY what it looks like actually. ”
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i know vinnies like a car guy and even though it’s christmas anymore i saw the “i put diesel in my car” prank on my fyp and was wondering if you could write something about that?
festive - v.h
reference video
as you sat in your car with one of yours and vinnie’s, you were given the bright idea to prank your boyfriend.
now, as christmas was coming soon, you didn’t think now would be the time to possibly give your car loving boyfriend a heart attack, but you couldn’t resist the urge when you saw the tiktok jett showed you.
the two of you were taking a really quick trip to the gas station to grab some snacks while vinnie worked on his own car in the mean time.
you two were meant to be going out the next day and he wanted to ensure that his vehicle was in tip top shape for the trip.
you mentioned wanting to go to the store but absolutely refused to go alone. it all fell in line when jett walked in the room commenting on how he was ‘craving’ a bag of sour patch kids.
so now, here you were, shaking your head at the video that played on jett’s phone.
“he’d kill me.” you laughed out loud.
jett shrugged, “the kids in love with you, yn. he might think you’re a ditz but he’d love you the same. besides, it’s a joke.”
you nodded along, pulling up your boyfriends contact before you could stop yourself.
it rang twice before vinnie’s voice echoed through your speaker,
“hello?”
“hi, vin…” you said in a tone that showed nothing but hesitance.
you could practically see the furrow in vinnie’s brows, “hi, baby. everything okay?”
“no, not really.” you voice cracked, selling the whole ‘i want to tell you something but i’m scared of how you’d react’ persona.
“are you okay?”
“oh, i’m okay.”
“you’ll never guess what she did, vinnie.” jett cut in at your signal.
at the sound of his friends voice, vinnie huffed, “what’d she do?”
“okay, so, i was putting in gas while jett was getting his snacks, right?”
“uh huh.”
“and i was going to pump my gas and i saw that the pumps were christmas themed—“
“yn.”
“apparently they weren’t.”
“no fucking shit they weren’t! what the hell, babe?”
“it was an accident!” you continued to defend yourself.
“you put diesel in your car?!”
“i thought it was christmas themed, vincent.”
“why the hell would they have christmas themed gas pumps, yn?”
“i don’t know, i thought they wanted to be festive!” you struggled to hold in your laugh, jett doing the same as he stuffed his face with candy to hopefully drown out the sound.
“it’s a gas station, yn. there’s no such thing as a festive gas station.” he sighed heavily, “how much did you put in?”
“a little over half the tank.”
he repeated you words under his breath, “jesus, fuck.”
you could hear him pacing back and forth as he thought over what to do, “my god, you’re so pretty.”
your mouth fell open as you gasped dramatically in shock as jett’s laugh filled the car.
“it was a fucking prank, you ass!” you shouted into the phone, “what the hell does that mean?”
“i-“
he was cut off by jett’s laughter growing more intense.
“i’m gonna fucking piss myself.”
your face fell blank as you watched him laugh his heart out, “alright, it’s not that funny.”
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