WIP Wednesday
I was tagged by @laelior, @breninarthur and @theluckywizard - thanks for the tags! It took me ages to figure out what to post because I have so many sections I want to share 😂 So I settled on a rare moment of sincerity!
“He was pretty mean, Cullen.”
“I know,” he said, more softly now. “But I think you hurt him, too.”
She let out a sharp exhale of air, her lips pursed in displeasure — whether it was at her own hurt or at Trevelyan’s, Cullen couldn’t be certain. “And I really can’t persuade you into a life of banditry?” she asked.
“No.”
“Damn. Then I guess being Trevelyan’s sidekick will have to do.” She let out another huff of irritation, her brow furrowing further. “If he wants me.”
She seemed stuck on that, on wanting to be wanted, and she’d never shown him that part of herself before — or, if she had, she’d never worn the vulnerability long enough for him to recognise it. Perhaps that was why she fought as she did, with tooth and nail and insuppressible grit. Perhaps she didn’t realise her very presence was enough.
“Shepard,” he said, placing a tentative hand over hers. “You are…” He paused, briefly, to sift through all he thought of her, and find what best showed her how deeply she was needed. “Unstoppable,” he settled on, for there was no word more accurate for her than that. “How could he not want you?”
Tagging: @effelants, @melisusthewee, @oxygenforthewicked, @a-shakespearean-in-paris, @leafkisser and anyone else who wants to play!
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[LIFT] Sender picks up receiver princess style
platonic intimacy prompts | still accepting.
A shriek of delight, surprise and mock outrage cut off the steady stream of obscenities she'd been directing at the man beating a jaywalk retreat away from the bar — the world disappeared into a swirl of city lights, blurred faces and the mess of her own stray curls falling into her eyes. Still laughing, high spots of colour in her cheeks, she wrapped one arm around Waylon's neck and ran her free hand through her hair.
"It's not funny," she told him, even as a grin curved her mouth. "It's not funny, he was being an asshole." She turned her head — hunting the target of her ire — and wrinkled her nose when the search proved fruitless. "See? You undermined me."
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@galactia asked:
sharing a kiss in in a heavy downpour, while Kaeya blocks the rain in the doorway of her apartment.
The occasional splashes of rain dripping down from Kaeya didn't bother Signe one bit. Not when the kiss he was offering her was so warm and magnetic, and not when he lingered in the doorway in favor of extending it. Her hands gently balled up at his chest, and she leaned onto her toes to close the distance even further. And when she finally pulled away, gently panting, she was left flushed, eyes wide as she looked him over.
How could I be so lucky?
She stumbled a bit, glancing behind her to make sure her apartment was at least presentable. And then she stepped aside, gesturing inside.
"You're going to catch a cold if you keep standing in the rain," she said, raising a brow and crossing her arms. "You may as well come in for a while. You're soaked to the bone."
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A friend reposted a clip of the Everything Goes On MV and it was so pretty. I don't play League of Legends cuz Gaming isnt my thing but I'd watch the story if it was an anime. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't mad curious about the story behind the pink haired girl and the blue haired boy. Their angst is exactly my kind of deal. But also there seems to be a girl squad thing happening too and overall the story sounds very appealing to me.
If anyone wants to tell it to me in my ask box I wouldn't be opposed
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the one time Satan doesn't look like he stumbled drunk out of a Burlington's dumpster lol I'm into it
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