#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal anomaly
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ODESSA and LENA. ( @chronal-anomaly liked to get a web weaving )
? / to live in the body of a survivor, blythe baird / ? / promises of gold, josé olivarez / love poem to a butch woman, deborah a. miranda / ? / ?
#i hope you like it! ♡#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal-anomaly
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◈ @chronal-anomaly said: ❛ 🕰️ an early morning text!! ❜ // texting starters.
— 🕰️ AN EARLY MORNING TEXT.
[ text : LITTLE BIRD ] IF I WORKED IT OUT RIGHT YA SHOULD BE WAKING UP SOON. I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT TO SAY EXCEPT IT AIN'T THE SAME WITHOUT YA HERE. MAYBE SOMEDAY I'LL MAKE IT TO WHERE YA ARE. BET THE VIEW IS LOOKIN REAL SWEET RIGHT NOW. I'LL BE THINKIN OF YA.
#oh they... 🥺#it's about as soft as the queen gets#◈ — answered#◈ — ic; odessa#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal anomaly#chronal anomaly
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◈ @chronal-anomaly clicked the ♡ to get a web weaving
1. Crush, Richard Siken. 2. NOT YOUR GIRLS, Alexan Sarikamichian. 3. The Way You Take Time, Joe Buck. 4. Anxious People, Fredrik Backman. 5. Sue Zhao. 6. Free, Florence + the Machine. 7. Transgender Heroic: All This Ridiculous Flesh, Kayleb Rae Candrilli.
#something about them both suffering such intense loss#and lena meeting odessa without judgement#gently challenging her beliefs acknowledging her hurts helping to name her emotions#so many people label junker queen as a savage or see her as this unthinking and unfeeling entity#she doesn't listen to the people who shout at her#but those that whisper?#lena makes her reflect and instils a sense of curiosity and hope she hasn't felt in a long time#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal-anomaly
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◈ @chronal-anomaly said: ❛ "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Bathed in the glow of the fiery rising sun, Odessa's face softened. Stress lines relaxed, the growl of nightmares long faded by the morning hour and years of hardened labor and stress disappeared. Odessa seemed to be a totally different person in the dawn. Lena wasn't entirely sure when the sketchbook appeared in her hands, when she began highlighting the curve of the woman's lips, the flop of a loose mohawk over her eyes. Something felt vibrant, if temporary, and Lena wanted to capture it for as long as possible. Lena bent over the woman, gazing through her eyelashes at the sleepy but adoring look on the junker. Her face split into a grin as Lena captured Odessa's lips with her own. The sketchbook sat abandoned on the bed beside the former pilot. "Good morning, m'queen." ❜
In that timeless space between sleep and waking, Odessa remembered Lena’s face. Eternally youthful and pinched with concern, framed by an empty sky of brilliant, blinding blue. Knurled metal vibrated at her back, while tentative fingers sought her wounds, plugging them. Still the blood leaked out of her, dripping through corroded holes in the truck bed, making sand curl and bead in a sparse, speckled trail that blazed back to Junkertown. Odessa wondered, vaguely, if her blood remained deep in the beds of Lena’s nails even now.
No, surely not. That misadventure had played out days ago, and in the wake of wounds the queen’s life was made to move at a slower pace. As dawn crept over the horizon, in irradiated shades of carmine and coral, there was nowhere else she needed to be, no business that pressed. Instead, her sleepy attention was given to her bright-eyed bedfellow.
There was no better awakening, no manner more soothing after a slumber punctuated by nightmares. Trauma had a way of burrowing into the mind, and in the dark horror seeped from those holes like an infection. A different kind of bleeding, wounds that could not be sutured and would never entirely heal. Odessa knew her beloved little bird carried similar scars, that she understood what it meant to live, to lug grief with her.
“G’mornin’ yerself…”
A hazy smirk tugged at the queen’s mouth, scarred lips lifting even as they pursed. From amidst the body-warm sheets a tanned hand emerged, coming to rest at the nape of Lena’s neck. Better to have the former pilot come to her, and to hold her there, than to disturb the shrapnel sites. Linen bindings wound around Odessa’s abdomen, beneath which days-old lacerations were beginning to knit and itch.
Only once she had her fill of Lena’s lips – kissing her sleepily, adoringly – did her crimson gaze skirt towards what passed for a nightstand. A grill-faced locker, dented and lustreless, upon which was perched a book. That was something new.
“Wouldja look at that…” Dez murmured, raising an arm to make room for Lena by her side, should she choose to settle there. “Didn’t know you kept a diary.”
#i love them!! so much!!#i hope you know dez would walk into omnic gunfire any day if it gives her an excuse to lounge in bed with her girl for days on end#thank you for this ♡#you bless my inbox time and again and i'm so grateful for that#◈ — ic; odessa#◈ — answered#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal anomaly#chronal anomaly
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Wake up babe, new ship tags just dropped.
Ship tags, anyone? Feel free to give this post a like ( or leave a comment ) and I’ll make one for our characters. ♡
#some of you didn't ask but you're getting them anyway#◈ › bonds — ❛ with your presence and your grace / everything falls into place ❜ — mei × genji — anarkissm#◈ › bonds — ❛ you hit me head on / got me weak in my knees ❜ — farkas × shro’ka — oneiira#◈ › bonds — ❛ call me home and i will build you a throne ❜ — odessa × vivian — aquicksojourn#◈ › bonds — ❛ without the test of heat / no metal proves its strength ❜ — odessa × fang — yunhuntress#◈ › bonds — ❛ she showed me her scars and let me pretend that i had none ❜ — doric × miriam — destineden#◈ › bonds — ❛ a blade of honey between our shadows ❜ — doric × holga — warmaiidens#◈ › bonds — ❛ there is always something left to love ❜ — odessa × lena — chronal-anomaly#◈ › bonds — ❛ the wolf only needs enough luck to find you once ❜ — farkas × miriam — destineden#◈ › bonds — ❛ it’s enough for me to be sure that you and i exist at this moment ❜ — mary × kassandra — ofspvrta#◈ › bonds — ❛ i want her perfume to rub off on my skin like bruised grass ❜ — soma × evie — warmaiidens#◈ › bonds — ❛ between the shadow and the soul ❜ — farkas × skolkulv — divinitywept#◈ › bonds — ❛ the snow and the sun ❜ — odessa × zarya — freedomsbounty#◈ › bonds — ❛ still got sand in my sweaters from nights we don’t remember ❜ — odessa × olivia — tlacehualli
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