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anxiety - katniss intertwines her fingers with finnick's to ground him (prompt) / @a-hundred-undeserving-lifetimes

Finnick clung to Katniss's hands as if for dear life. The color drained from his face. His brows and lips had puckered in a silent scream. Sweat beaded around his hairline and coated his body.

"I can't... I can't go in there," he finally managed to say, realizing that there'd been a group of surrounding them. They gawked and whispered and pointed. How much of a scene was he causing? It had to be a lot.

He knew that one sentence didn't explain anything. He knew even he couldn't explain it all. Finnick had to try. He spotted Cinna mulling around, but was heading in his and Katniss's direction. A very worried expressions crossed Cinna's face.

"I...I have been a prostitute for most of my life. Cinna tried to rescue me. He put a bid in, but lost. He was going to protect me. I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to."

He stopped and scrunched his eyes closed as the memories came back. "So, uh, I got bought and they made their own rules. They showed me off. They allowed their friends to do whatever they wanted to do to to to me. I just.... I had to take it."

The tears fell down his face. "Anything you could imagine they did it. Sometimes was they did was things I didn't imagine," he continued. "I wasn't ready to face all this. I wasn't ready to face the people wanted."

His fingers dug into her palm and his whole body shook from fear. "It's been a long time setting it up. "They'd take me home or to a party or wherever they were headed," he whispered. "They'd strip me. They'd rub me with oils. They'd .... I don't even want to say the name it was so good. After that we'd have sex."

He shook his head as he watched some of the socialite statue. "I sometimes have nightmares over it. It feels so very wrong," he whispered as the women came , "And now I am going to have to be around them for a couple hours. I don't think I can. I see them and I can feel their touch and smell their breath. It was a waking nightmare. I don't know I can broken."

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dearly held" ( @bluebellestorybrooke , Belle to Rumple around the start of s2 )

from here

Mr. Gold held tight to Belle. He'd been surprised at her hug, but he went with it. If it gave her comfort, he would give it. "Are you okay?" he whispered, stroking her hair. "I've got you, dearie."

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🎵

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⭐

( @bluebellestorybrooke )

from here

Emma

Neal

Rumplestiltskin

Robin Hood

Gideon

Tilly

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✿ ( @bluebellestorybrooke , from Belle to Gold)

A thought about them that they’d never share: 'You are the prettiest person I've ever seen.'

First impression of them: Too stubborn

Favorite thing about them: Her stubbornness

Least favorite thing about them: That she apologizes too much.

Hopes for their future relationship: He wants to go all the way but is afraid of messing it up.

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gentleness action prompts edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit

breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them

home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck

finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm

classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary

honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes

recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body

anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself

repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere

subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing

intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair

domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind

casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer

wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them

excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away

courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something

simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion

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"In the end, I think we're trying to do the same thing." (thesearetheirstcries, rory to jess)

Nursing the to-go mug of coffee, the young man stared ahead as he thought about Rory's words. That statement brought more questions than answers. It was vague and couldn't have applied too many things. What was the point? There had to have been a point to her saying that.

"Care to elaborate?" He finally replied. It wasn't much of reaction or a response but that was all that came to mind. "Also, how did you find me here? How did you know I'm being California or was this a coincidence? You're probably wondering why I'm out here. I'm wondering why you're out here."

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“it’s not infected! it just needs to be cleaned.” / tirmorheir to Merlin

Maryland examining the cut on her arm. It was deep and had tried to scab over. Try being the operative word. Redness and swelling surrounded the wound. A halo a warning, that to an untrained eye might seem like the normal healing process, but the Walmart could tell something festered underneath.

" Is there a reason you get injured so often? I don't even know how many times I've treated bumps and bruises and cuts you have received. It seems you are almost as accident prone as Prince Arthur," he critiqued as he went over to his satchel full of tonics and tinctures and salves." But he does not deny the obvious. That is an infected wound. It needs cleaned and stitched. When did you do this?"

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“Don’t tell me you’re happy. I can see you’re not.” Rory to Jess

Jess listened to the beep beep beep of the heart monitor. It mixed with the binging of the IV distributor machine (that was one of the few words he actually did not know) that let him know one of the bags was just about empty. The TV was turned on to Casablanca but the sound was down and he couldn't hear even one line, but that was okay because he didn't really love that movie but didn't feel like changing the channel.

Rory's voice mixed with the hospital sounds. The humming of the room's lighting harmonized with her voice. " I'm in the hospital. I don't think anyone would be jumping for joy," Jess said. "But I'll be okay. I always am. At least so far. Who told you I was here or was the accident that big that it made into the newspaper?"

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“I want to give Teddy a sibling.” Tonks blurted out as they were getting ready for bed.

She had been contemplating for weeks on when the right time to ask him would be. They had just put their son down to sleep and she figured now was as good a time as any.

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Remus stopped what he was doing. He set the tube of lotion down on the table next to the other lotions and makeup stuff that his wife used. He stared at the blob of lotion in his hands and rubbed it in as he pondered her request.

"Okay. I must admit I'm not quite sure if I'm ready to be a father of multiple children but that might be fear talking. I don't want to pass on my condition to any of our children. I never thought I would be a father at all," he admitted. "But even in that fear I would like to try. It can't be this week. The full moon is only a few days away and I want to make sure the risk is as low as I possibly can make it. Are you mad at me at that request?"

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“Just open up. For once.” Rory to Jess

She found him in his usual spot. A little seed on the bridge overlooking the lake. Jess often wondered if it was man-made or was it really that tiny of a body of water. He wondered but never sought out an answer. It didn't matter one way or another. Is was a nice place. Every season it looked a little different. The evolution of time was apparent and for some reason it made him not feel so alone. This town and his life tended to do that - tended to make him feel alone.

" You feel sorry for me, Rory. I don't want you to feel sorry for me. But my life is not a Hallmark movie. It's not a greeting card. It's not warm and fuzzy like the Waltons. It's not buddy buddy like you and Lorelei," he said. He sounded sad and guarded because that's the way he was. "It's messy and dark and lonely. It's nothing but struggles. And I can't go back in time to fix what's wrong. I can't go back and get my mom to buy food or stop bringing abusive boyfriend's home or even care enough to attend one one school thing that I was in. I can't go back and get schools to help me get through those tests that meant nothing to me. I can't change anything. I can just keep going forward. So that was me opening it by the way."

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❛  is this okay or do you want me to stop?  ❜

She had her fingers on the top part of his shirt. She wanted nothing more than to rip it off of him, but this was new to the both of them and she didn’t want to do anything wrong.

(Tonks to Remus )

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Remus rested his hands on her hips. He'd been kissing her soft stomach, savoring the faint taste of her lotion while doing so. He paused and looked up at her.

" I'm scarred. I wasn't prepare you for that. There are many scars," he admitted. " I don't want you to be afraid. I don't want to hurt you."

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"Emma I know this is going to sound crazy, but I have to tell you the truth. You are princess born for the enchanted forest; my real name is Baelfire, I know you wont belive me right away but I'm telling you the truth ." Bae said sounding very sincere about everything he just hoped that Emma would belive him.

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Emma open the door. She was still in her pajamas. Her hair was in messy ponytail. She hadn't even brushed her teeth so there was probably morning breath involved. Holding the mug of hot cocoa, Emma gawked at the man standing there. "Who names their child Baelfire? That's not even a real name," she blurted. "Who are you? How did you find my apartment? Do I need to call the cops? Are you a stalker?"

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Please, someone help me…"

( @bluebellestorybrooke , Belle to Rumple. Can be EF! RumBelle)

Rumpelstiltskin rounded the corner. He is the top his Chestnut mare and was riding back from home. He's been to the market to pick up supplies and that's why he was on this path.

He stopped when he heard her cry out. Dismounting his horse, he tied her securely to a tree branch and went to investigate. "It seems you have annoyed a magical being. How did you get your foot stuck in the ground like that?"

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Oh, no. I know that look. I know what that look means. Absolutely not.” ( @bluebellestorybrooke , Belle to EF! Rumplestiltskins)

"But they broke into our house. I mean they broke into my house. They took things without my permission. That at the very least should allow me to turn them into slugs for the afternoon."

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What are you going off about?”

( @bluebellestorybrooke , Belle for Neal during s3 )

Neal looked at Belle with a confused expression. His forehead had basically disappeared into his hairline. They then quickly furrowed into a deep v shape. It was clear he was confused "Do about what? What are you talking about?;