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He was smiling faintly to himself, there was no one around and the garden had bloomed majestically. It was odd to think of flowers as anything more than majestic but the way that the ones at koi tower had come into full bloom made them just that. They rivaled the beauty of the koi with all their bright colors swimming in the ponds here. He glanced to the lotus pond fondly.
It stood out in the rich atmosphere of his beloved's home. It was a touch of Yumeng in the middle of all of the gold. Sizhui thought that jin ling was also a touch of Yunmeng in the midst of the many layers of opulence that was his sect. Sizhui was stunned by both. The lotus pond was also special to Lan Sizhui who was remembering more and more of his past, now that the clouds of the fever he had suffered had been lifted from him. His cultivations were improving many whispered he'd be just like his father.
in some circles, it was a compliment in others it was not.
"You know.." he said with a grin "We had a lotus pond in the burial mounds." he turned his attention to the pond. Then on impulse before he could gain proper control of himself, he stepped into the watery edge and moved enough to catch one of the prettier full blooms and he returned to Jin Ling with it. Giving it a tiny shake before he offered it to him with one hand. It allowed him to step closer into the other's space.
The freehand moved to cup the side of jin ling's face. Gentle as always a thumb caressing along his skin and he leaned so their noses touched this was his way of giving jin ling the freedom to step back to rebuff him for his brazen behavior if he choose. He carried through with a delicate kiss his lips pressed softly to ling's head tilted just enough to deepen it he did not use words he felt he said he felt perfectly clear the way his lips claimed ling's own.
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[starter for @fantasywritten]
His mind conjured a plethora of places he would rather be right now, almost anywhere, than walking along this path in the Capitol with Sejanus Plinth. That their names appeared related in the minds of anyone struck him as a cause for concern, yet severing their friendship would more than not serve him; it would take away from him. Right now, he couldn't let anything aiding him slip away. How long their contact would stay tipped towards useful, though, remained uncertain. Snow needed a contingency plan beyond simply breaking off contact if Sejanus went too far, but after a moment of consideration nothing came to him.
He might just be stuck with him. The thought made his mouth curl into a tight-lipped smile, automatically masking a frown, while his attention finally drifted back to the conversation, "Why do you think that?" Coriolanus immediately regretted asking, given he hadn't really heard the thought itself.
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“I wouldn't do that.”
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"Or what?" James said, as he took the last slice of pizza. He hadn't really planned to eat it, but then Sophie fake-threatened him. "What are you really going to do if I do decide to eat this slice of pizza?"
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“so look me in the eyes and tell me what you see.” she said shaking her head. nancy was tired, she was tired and to the point where she was over trying to hide everything. “this perfect paradise seems to be tearing at the seams, i wish i could escape everything. i wish i could erase it but apparently im just a bad liar lately.” how did everything get so complicated and hard. they weren’t supposed to be going through any of this...they were just kids.
@carverfm
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Closed RP for @truly-quirkless
Hizashi walked into the teachers lounge and pulled out his hearing-aids, setting them on his desk before starting to rub his fist on his sternum as he walked over to the drink station to start making himself some tea, not noticing/ not paying attention to anybody in the lounge as he started rocking from his toes to his heels.
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daryl had known it was only a matter of time before someone found him, a slight exhale escaping him -- blue gaze shifting over toward the hunter, meeting blue eyes lighter than his own. ❝ it ain't that bad, ❞ he argues instinctively, before chewing at his lower lip - a low sigh escaping him a moment later, moving his vest and shirt out of the way so chris can see the gash on his side.
@prxtectors
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continued from here !
stiles is just rounding the corner onto their street , when he's SIMULTANEOUSLY blindsided by that twin bond and seeing mitch walking down the sidewalk . the human slams on his brakes , roscoe screeching to a halt with a sound that mitch probably knows just as well as stiles or noah does ---- even when their mother had driven the jeep before it was passed to stiles , the brakes had always been noisy .
stiles has to blink several times to make sure he's not imagining things ---- or maybe ASLEEP . he pulls the jeep over enough to not worry about it getting hit by another car should one come down the street , before he's stumbling out of the jeep - round the front of it where his footsteps slow as he gets closer to mitch , fingers shaking a little . there's so many things that run through his head at the same time ----
where the fuck have you been ? we thought you got killed . why haven't you called ? written ? i MISSED you .
❝ . . . mitch ? ❞
@all-that-is-youtiful-and-void
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if he hadn't asked them to come with, to hold him accountable, he wouldn't have gone. and, really, he needs to go. he hasn't gone in a month now and his skin itches with need. this is the longest he's been sober in.. he doesn't want to admit how long. but this time of year was always hard, this time of year always makes his insides feel like they're being swarmed with fire ants. the only thing that slows them down is the high that floods his veins. he knows he'll go back to it eventually, but for now it felt good to be proud of something.
"so.." he starts, twirling his straw in the milkshake that sat before him. he can't look them in the eyes, almost embarrassed to have laid everything on the table like that. but the only way to get rid of the stinking rot in his chest was to get it out, pull it out of his chest with every word that fell out of his mouth. "now you know like, most of the bad things that happened to me." he gives them a weak smile, running a hand over his buzzed hair. "are we like, cool still?"
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think about. and it's au where miguel ended up as miles mentor instead of Peter B
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hands rub over his face , a soft yawn escaping the australian before he's pushing a hand through his hair - shaking his head to get himself to focus . ❝ c'mon , man ---- get it together , you've pulled overnighters before . ❞
@sovrumana
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“you dont have to tell me exactly what is going on, but i really hope you think i’m not dumb enough to believe that you fell.” nancy said motioning to the bruise on billys face. “at least let me clean up the cut so you dont get some infection and die on us.” she honestly didnt know what to expect when she showed up at billys house to drop stuff off for max, but seeing the other boy answer the door looking like he had been through the ringer wasn’t even on her list.
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‘Even in trying to save her, you will doom her. Love is the poison you carry in your veins and destruction is all you are capable of, so why not make a spectacle of it.’
Catherine, All We Are is Memories.
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@stcllata : “Oh. Didn’t you get the memo? This is my favourite spot.” [ from theo. ]
" I take it I am interrupting something then? " He needed a place to rest even if it was just for a few moments. After walking all day, out of choice on this occasion, his thighs ached and he only had half of his water left - after a short break he'd start his walk home.
Even if it was this guy's favourite spot he didn't see anywhere else to sit - his mind was already made up so he sat and got himself comfortable. " It is polite to share and if I do not sign my legs will give way from underneath me. "
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it's early in the morning, the sun shining in his window as he creeps into the bedroom. he hadn't been able to sleep once the clock struck four in the morning, but he didn't want to wake the other in his bed, not just yet. they were kind of cute when they're sleeping, and he would feel way too bad to make them stir when they're resting so well.
it's when he's coming back to the bedroom again he trips over his own feet, falling into the door loud enough it slams open, hitting the wall. "fuck!" he sees them starting to stir. "shit, sorry, i---" he gives them a sheepish grin and holds up a bag. "i brought you breakfast?"
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