#DON'T HESTIATE

[trenchcoatimpala]

Look, Jensen didn’t have to say “’cause so do I” after he said Danneel refers to Misha as her boyfriend. He didn’t have to do that. He very clearly THOUGHT about it before he opened his mouth to add that. Like that was a CHOICE. He made that decision knowing it would live on the internet forever. 

[sprawlingants]

otis and his stupid gender and his stupid HAT!!!!!! /j

okay MAN where do i start with this guy,, i have so many headcanons that i can't all fit into my canon,

because i DO headcanon him as transmasc but i also DO headcanon her as transfem, he just works for both

because what if he was transmasc??? if you called him short, or small, or anything that could barely be considered feminine, he'll kick your ass, heavily insecure that he looks too much like a girl to be a real man

or what if she was transfem, heavy internalized transphobia while she tries to dress more masculine so she could "get rid of those thoughts" and deepens her voice purposely to spite herself

but alsooo what if he was genderfluid and literally starts being so confused about his gender, one moment he NEEDS to wear a dress and do his eyeliner, and grow his hair out or he dies, and next second he needs to cut his hair so short, and dress into a suit and tie or he'll DIE!!!

^ he attempts to block out those thoughts, because it's dumb and gets irritated and frustrated because of gender dysphoria so he tries to excuse them as mood swings (which he tries to keep all bottled up, because he also thinks THOSE are dumb TOO!! this man can't catch a break with me)

what if they were non-binary, they'd get frustrated because something just FEELS wrong but they can't specify it, just slightly ever so wrong and they can't tell what

i headcanon that otis was raised in a family who thought lgbtq was just plain dumb, and otis had no other family, who was gonna tell him it's wrong to think that way??

it's getting a bit too long for my liking, hopefully i open someone's eyes to otis and his horrible gender thanks,,,

i was previously writing about my headcanons again but then i got to otis and then i NEEDED to write down my thoughts right now!!! ugoh DAMN YOU OTIS!!!!!! you INTERNALIZED TRANSPHOBIC THING GRAH!!!! imm putting him in a microwave..

also if u don't like these headcanons,, just don't say anything

[officialfeysandweek]

Hi, uh, I don't want to take up your time, but on the post you say to reach out in case you've forgotten to list a contribution.

My story for day six isn't listed. ❤️

Thank you for letting us know, it's now been updated! ❤️

[cherryshortycake]

INJURED READER FOR HAWKS OR AIZAWA PLEASEEEEEEEEEE

> 𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓘𝓷𝓳𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓭𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷/𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮, 𝓦𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓪𝔀𝓴𝓼 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. This one is going to be short sorry :(

- ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ: ᴄᴜꜱꜱɪɴɢ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ꜰɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, (Readers a hero)

𝓗𝓪𝔀𝓴𝓼 𝓧 (𝓕𝓮𝓶) 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

The fight lasted longer than you anticipated, as you kicked off some smug villain. As he fell, you let out a groan yourself.

In the distance you hear Hawks wings coming In above you, as you look at him to admire his beauty, his bravery, his strength, everything was In slow motion.

But.... as you look closer.. His wings, a stunning mosaic of gold and chestnut feathers, caught the sunlight, casting an ethereal glow around him. Each powerful beat of his wings seemed to make the world pause, and you found yourself mesmerized by the sheer beauty of his movements. Amidst the chaos of clashing swords and the roar of rage cries, your heart skipped a beat every time he dodged an attack with effortless agility. You could barely hear the din of the battlefield over the pounding of my heart, completely lost in the sight of him, fighting with such fierce determination. In that moment, he was more than a warrior; he was an angelic vision, a beacon of hope and strength, and You couldn’t help but be distracted by his breathtaking beauty.

As you drifted more in, his eyes finally matched yours, he saw you standing there on the battle ground, notice your breath, and how your shoulder tense with each breath you take.

He then looked further behind you, an enemy coming closer and your off guard.

Without any hestiation he yelled out to you in fear.

"(Y/N)!!" He yelled down at you, desperate.

As you turned around, Barley dodged, the enemy's knife slid across your chest, blood dripping. Your breathing intense then ever, Your ears are ringing. As you stand your guard to fight back. Hawks feathers come in and attacks him, to blur his vision from you, for you to get the upper hand.

You used your quirk to throw him across the battle, knocked out cold.

As more Hero's showed up to help and for first aid, Hawks flys down to you, quickly.

"HEY, Angel-face, you okay?? Let's get you help...your chest and arms need in-...." Hawks said before you interrupted with a half smile.

"hey.. calm down. I'm okay. See. let's go to first aid, look at your hand too." You said walking up to him, him glancing down to his semi bloody hand.

"yeah..yea" he said giving the other half of your smile.

"please don't scare my like that, what had yo so distracted?" he asked.

You turned away gaining the red on your cheeks, "maybe that's for another time" you chuckled out awkwardly. Rubbing behind your neck. Looking at him as he chuckled out to you at your comment....

Moments like these.. him...your hero

As you get medic helped with hawks, you seen in his eyes....you couldn't stop looking back.

you sit on the side, wincing as the medic tends to your wounds, but your eyes are locked on Hawk. His face is a mix of worry and relief as he kneels beside you, his hand gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your face. "I thought I was about to lost you," he whispers, voice trembling. "When I saw you get attacked, my heart stopped. I couldn't breathe until I knew you were safe."

You reach out, cupping his cheek with your hand, your thumb brushing away a tear he didn't realize he had shed. "I'm here, just like I said. I'm okay," you say softly, your voice filled with reassurance. "You fought so bravely up there, like an angel. Watching you gave me strength. I knew I had to keep fighting, to come back to you."

His eyes soften, and he leans into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. Letting out a reilef chuckle. Rubbing his neck.

You smile, despite the pain. "You won't have to find out. We're in this together, always. Just promise me you'll stay safe too."

He nods, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I promise. I won't let anything happen to us." The warmth in his gaze and the steadiness of his grip around your hand make you feel invincible, despite the wounds and exhaustion. In that moment, you know that as long as you have each other, you can face anything.

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: Trouble Maker Gen 1 pt.65

M wanted to believe Paris would behave civil but she had underestimated her. All night Paris conveniently found herself too close for Mercury's comfort. She would mentioning Kason loudly in conversation and once she'd even bumped M in passing. She even ambushed Kason at the bar when him and Rufus went to get them drinks.

As the night went on Kiersten did her best to keep M out of Paris's path, but eventually Paris grew bored with the petty game and strolled up to M the moment she was alone.

Paris: Mars, Nice to see you again. How are you?

M: I assure you I've been better. Is there something I can do for you? I'm sure there is at least one male in here who you haven't pressed your breast against this evening.

Mercury had grown used to Paris refusing to call her by her name, she wasn't about to let the minor annoyance get to her.

Paris laughs wickedly, the sound shrill and forced.

Paris: Your right, yours. But no. I have a gift that I felt was best delivered in person. Although I'm sure you would have seen it on Simstagram at some point. Its the hottest topic.

M: Whatever it is, you can keep it.

Paris: Even if it's Kay?

M: Excuse me?

Paris takes a momentary pause to shove her phone at Mercury.

Paris: See for yourself.

M stares at the phone, stunned to be staring back at photos of Kason on two separate days sitting and chatting with a beautiful blonde she had never met. The screen goes black as Paris pulls her phone away.

Paris: Guess it makes sense why he never accepted my advances.

Without another word Paris slithers away, triumphant, as she joins a table of guest, just as Kiersten finds M.

M: ...I'm leaving

Kiersten: HUH?

M: I'm leaving.

Kiersten: Wait why? What happened?!

M: I...i just need to go

Kiersten hestiates, wondering if she should find the guys.

Kiersten: I'll find Rufus and Kason.

M: No!

Kiersten: Do you want to go home?

M: No..

Kiersten: Mercury, what happened?

She asked softly, unsure how to help her obviously distressed friend.

M: Please, can we just leave.

Kiersten: Okay. We can go to my house. I'll text Rufus on the way

M: No.. dont tell him....

Kiersten: I don't want the guys too-

M: Please! Just... not yet

Her relief was instant, as Kiersten led her to the exit without another word.

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Beginning

poses: @starrysimsie @elen-shine

[belladonazeppole]

Come Alive

(I just couldn't leave you in a sad note @adyophene )

Husk was finally free.

He has his soul back but he was so afraid in taking the first step to Lucifer, if daring to move would reveal that all was an ilusion of true freedom.

Be free never look so scary.

Lucifer could see Husk hestiation on moving, how his eyes desire in be with him, 'You stumble through your days got your head hung low, your sky's a shade of gray.'

For a long time that was Husk life.

Full of grays and unable to lift his head with pride.

Not without seeing that smile.

'Like a zombie in a maze you're asleep inside, but you can shake awake cause you're just a dead man walking.' Ok, fucking rude but fair.

'Thinkin' that's your only option but you can flip the switch and brighten up your darkest day.' Easier said than done if he is honest but he gets what Lucifer wanted to say. 'Sun is up and the color's blinding take the world and redefine it, leave behind your narrow mind, you'll never be the same!'

He is right.

Husk wasn't in the same darkness anymore, his nightmare is finally over, they isn't anything or anyone that could control his world again. He wasn't the puppet of the radio demon, neither his "pal" and much less his fucking pet.

'Come alive!' He starts to slowly walk towards the king, a bit insecure at first but slowly he was making his way to the man who have his heart. At the sight of the cat-demon walking towards him the ruler helds his hand once more, like that time in the bar, he had the same look in his eyes. 'Come alive!'

A loving one.

Fuck he loves this man.

Once again lucifer spread his wings and takes a small jump still with his hand held towards him, waiting for him, 'Go and light your light, let it burn so bright reachin' up to the sky and it's open wide, you're electrified!' He winked at Husk making him snort in response,.

'And the world becomes a fantasy and you're more than you could ever be because you're dreamin' with your eyes wide open and you know you can't go back again—... To the world that I was livin' in because I was dreaming with my eyes wide open.' Husk just heard enough and takes finally Lucifer hand but this time he doesn't pull him down but flies to be with him.

This makes the king froze for a single moment to then look teary at the cat demon, 'So come alive I see it in your eyes!' He was overjoyed that the man who help him in his lowest and won his heart is finally getting his shine back.

That he was be free for the first time since he knew him.

That he wasn't afraid anymore.

With more conviction he sings, 'I believe that lie that I need to hide my face afraid to step outside so I lock the door, but don't I stay that way!' He won't lock anymore of himself, he wouldn't be agraid of wanting to give his heart again.

No living in fear.

No more fakes smiles.

The patronizing words.

No more of Alastor bullshit.

Now he would live his life once again at his fullest.

'No more livin' in those shadows!'He shouts loudly and with pride while glaring at his former owner, then turns to see Lucifer who look at him with foundness. 'You and me, we know how that goes.' He hugs Lucifer, the fear that once wrapped his body was finally gone.

Now was warmness what cover him.

At the feeling of Husk's arms around him the ruler of hell felt how his heart melt in happiness, 'Cause once you see it, oh, you'll never, never be the same!' His magic starts to cover Husk in golden light.

Now everybody would see Husk as he does.

'Little bit of lightnin' striking bottled up to keep on shining!'

'I can prove there's more to me!' 

He was still a loser.

A old gambler.

A has-been.

But he had more this time.

He has people to his side, his soul, his freedom, somebody who love him and more importanly he could spread his wings with pride once again. The light finally dims and shows Husk in his old (now new) suit back with his colors, no more red.

No more Alastor.

'I won't be afraid!'

[inchidentally]

https://www.tumblr.com/zokinus/735072052697006080/i-dont-know-how-to-make-proper-gifs-so-a-video?source=share I don't know why, but I could stare at this few-second video for hours :)

have got to include @zokinus caption and tags bc <3

I genuinely do not know what to do with Lando in moments like this?? probably because it looks like Lando also has no idea what to when he's like this??

I am such a gd broken record but like. I've said before how Lando needs to know where he stands with the men in his life. and with honestly every man in his life (that he's not related to) that I've seen has practically fallen over themselves to get that VIP pass into his fan club. there are no "typical" male friendships in Lando's life because Lando isn't remotely typical. the relationships men have with him range from protective and intensely fond (ex. George, Alex, Max F, Carlos) to baffled but adoring (ex. Daniel, every popular male DJ) to straight up horny (too many to list).

but then there's Oscar who has worn his "crush" on Lando on his face and in his eyes without any hestiation and we've all ??? kinda just had to go yeah there it is. the history of likes and replies to and about Lando got found out later and they're adorable but like. no one has to do any special edits for Oscar's eyes tracking Lando's face it just happens every time. and we've seen him comfortable around the Prema boys so we know he can be chummy and physical with guys no problem (he even gave Arthur a COVID protocol kiss on the lips). and plenty of guys hug him and show him affection. but he just won't casually touch Lando like that. they'll even sit extremely close but genuinely we watch every video of them together wondering is he going to initiate touch with Lando? the Silvo video of him pushing his arm around Lando was so incredibly rare that even Lando looked surprised and threw himself into it.

and ofc Oscar is such a Just a Guy that he doesn't do anything special using his words either. give the boy a handy soundbite and he'll repeat it for as long as he can. even someone like Dax Shepard can't get Oscar to dish out strong feelings or opinions.

and Lando is genetically incapable of lying so if behind the scenes Oscar was being withholding or distant then hot-blooded Lando wouldn't be able to hide how cold their relationship was. but no! he knows Oscar is fond of him and admires and respects him! so why won't he use grabby hands with Lando's body?? why won't he go for the easy fanservice of innuendo? why won't he pick up the soft ball prompts for bromance moments and roll with them? why hasn't Oscar stopped doing the staring thing when a)he'll definitely have seen comments on McLaren content about it and b)it can't have just been Oscar being nervous about media duties bc he did just as much content for Prema and also he got comfortable with McLaren socials after just a few months. why does Oscar always stick around for every part of Lando's celebrations without fail no matter what's happened for himself? why isn't Oscar falling neatly into one of the three categories that Lando is already comfortable with? is it really just that Oscar really really likes everything about Lando and doesn't expect a single bit of return from Lando?? who DOES that????

(I feel like that last part is sort of what's going on in Lando's poor addled end of season brain as he looks at the rookie teammate he still cannot quite understand)

[paternoster-secretsanta]

Assignments have been sent out!!!

Dear challenge participants, I've just sent out the assignments! I'm happy to report that I think I managed to match everyone with something they will enjoy writing.

Now, you have until Friday 23 August 11:59pm to complete your assignment! Beyond that, you are free to send others treats without any limits (except their DNWs), and all the requests that have been made are visible for you now! I personally can't WAIT to finally start writing my assignment and treats for all you lovely people!

If you have any questions about treats or anything else in the challenge, please don't hestiate to send me an ask!

[marissasfacility]

Rumour had it that two cute new subjects had been integrated into unit 940. Autumn was pulling Ponchio with her by the hand, following Ryu and Aki on the energetic feet of an eight year old. Ryu, Aki and Autumn loved to great new subjects. Ponchio normally stayed behind, but today Autumn felt stubborn and dragged him along with them.

Soon, they got to unit 940's room. 940 was given 910's old subject dorm, you could tell it was theirs by the drawings still plastered on the glass. Ryu said that a boy from 910 loved to draw, but she apparently couldn't recall who. Autumn liked that idea, so once Ryu told her she had stuck her scribbles all over the walls of unit 930's subject dorm. She wasn't staying there anymore, but the idea of future units seeing her sketches excited her.

"Good morning!" Autumn called enthusiastically, opening the door to 940. A familiar red-head boy brightened up when he saw her, a smile crossing his face. "Aubie!" A tag labelled '941' was pinned onto his pristine white shirt.

"Her name is Autumn." Ponchio huffed, removing his hand from Autumn's and crossing his arms. He watched Ryu close the door and pouted. Autumn didn't know why he was annoyed, but Ponchio could be annoyed about the weirdest stuff so she wouldn't dwell on it.

She wouldn't dwell on the boy who had called out to her, either. She would only dwell on the two children in the corner of the room, eyeing her and her friends nervously. They sat on the same bed and were identical, probably around six years old. One of them had a white dress instead of white shorts and a white shirt, so Autumn assumed that child was a girl.

Without hestiation, Autumn launched herself onto the bed next to the girl. "Hey!! I'm Autumn, and youuu?" She leant in close to the girl, said child flinching backwards. "U-um-" The girl could only stutter and leaned closer to the boy next to her as he tightened his grip on his look-alike's hand.

"Oh, don't worry! I can give you space if you need it." Autumn cheerfully got off the bed, sitting on the floor instead. Ryu often said she needed to give people space so they could breath.

It seemed to have worked, both children seemed more at ease with the distance put between Autumn and them. There was a silence, in which the elder girl beamed expectantly at them.

"Oh, don't be like that, Autumn." Ryu put her hand on Autumn's shoulder, to which Autumn looked up at her and tilted her head. "What? What did I do?"

"You could be more gentle." Autumn frowned as she was gently scolded, but moved to the side to diligently watch Ryu at work. The light dweller knelt down and gently put her head on the bed, smiling charmingly and speaking softly. "Hey."

It seemed to have worked. The boy spoke. "Hello." His eyes were wide and fixed on the girl speaking to him.

"I'm Ryu, what are your names?"

"Um.. W-Willow. And this is Fi." He didn't gesture to his look-alike, he instead pulled her close to him. 'Fi' didn't seem to mind, but she did seem to want to correct the boy. "Finnet."

"Those are wonderful names." Ryu glanced at Autumn, a sign that the younger could continue.

Autumn did not miss a beat. "Oh! Are you siblings? You both look the same, it's really cool!" The question had been burning on her mind. Were they what the books said were identical twins? They had to be!

"Yes." Willow replied, before deciding he should elaborate. "We're twins, so I can read Fi's mind."

"Can you? Really???"

"Yes. Right now, she's thinking about me."

Finnet decided to interject. "No I'm not!"

"Yes you are. Don't be silly." He argued, letting go of her arm a little.

Finnet frowned but stayed quiet. Autumn guessed he really couldn't read minds, but oh well, she'd humour him. "So can you only read her mind?"

"Yes. Twins can read eachother's minds. That's what dad said."

"Wow! You had a father? That's cool!"

Willow blinked. He didn't seem to know how cool that was... Well, his loss.

Autumn: omg ur not fatherless that's so cool

Willow: wtf

[revisitingfandoms]

Thing I've had

Soooo, Like any with cookei run OC's, I have one.

This my lovely viewers is my half-decently drawn picture of Mirror Moon Cookie. (The uncolored verison.) Hence I feel the need to add a color palette. sort of.

Sorry its so big-

Anyways.

Mirrior Moon Cookie was once one of the many cookies that lived under the glorious days of the five heros, until their fall. She lived to witness their destruction and desolation of the world around her.

As a former discple and student under Shadow Milk cookie, this broke her heart and left a deep scaring betrayal. In the chaos of the ongoing disaster, she prayed to the witches for assitance, she remained ignored by most, yet one answered her.

Between this, the witch crafted and gifted her a seat of chains, 'I cannot trust another with the full power of our might' The witch said, 'You see what happened with the fallen heros' The witch whispered, 'Yet, only one of their power can aid in defeating them'

Gifting the chains to the cookie, allowed her to chain the beasts and pause their rampages yet also changing the cookie once known as Fortune Cookie into Mirrior Moon Cookie.

By accepting the chains her once of yellow crust into a deep black, her tied by brown frosting into pure white and her soft sun yellow eyes into the deepest purple, her once soft scent of flour changing into the wind at night and of sweet moonlight.

Lending her assitance to the witches in sealing the beasts, the chains kept them down long enough for the witches to seal them with the forks. In this act, she was granted an extened lifetime.

The witch who original gifted her the chains spoke to her one last time before they disappeared, 'Go to the wizards' The witch said, 'Find the wizards and gain a new purpose. You linger too much in the past and upon your mentor.' The witch loosened Mirror Moon cookies chains before sending her off.

She would later travel all the way to the city of wizards, she was glazed upon with a unique wonder and questions, but also hestiation. One Wizard asked her, 'Why should we, wizards, allow the cookie creation of a witch to live amoung us?' Mirrior Moon lowered her head, 'Because I have no one else, My mentor is lost, my friends gone and my family in graves. I come here, because I have no where else. I come here seeking a new purpose.'

The wizard hummed, 'Then you shall study under me, for all that wizards and witches argue over which is better or more accurate, I find we all use the same magic. The same can be said for their creations.'

The wizard took in Mirrior Moon cookie as their assitant. She would bond with this wizard and his students- both learning and teaching.

One day the wizard in a empty classroom spoke to her, 'us wizards cannot linger here for long' He said, his eyes saddened, 'and we cannot take you cookies with us,'

She stares at him, 'Why not? I.. I do not wish to left alone again. Take me with you.'

The wizard shook his head, 'I cannot, the archmage forbade it. It would kill you.' She looked down as tears welled, 'So I shall lose both you and our students.'

Wizard picked her and slowly and carefully wipped her tears, 'Oh Mirrior moon cookie' He spoke, 'don't be so sad, this only goodbye for now, I am sure we will meet again one day.'

She nods and with a whispered request speaks, 'May you sing that song, my friend?' The wizard gives a half hearted chuckle and with a nod sings.

'Leaves in the vine, falling so slow..'

He leaves and inside of the city of wizards, in an empty classroom, lingers a cookie. A lost cookie, who lost those who were family thrice over. Atleast until the stars fell from the sky, crushing all the stood before them.

So thoughts on my characters background?

(Also song is 'leaves on the vine' from avatar the last airbender. )

[euphoriclusts]

i have so much muse for the white boys of a month at the moment. (jacob and paul especially). i'm going to bed now, but i'm so excited about all the threads i've written this weekend! if anyone would like julian (jacob elordi) or darren (paul mescal), please don't hestiate to give this a like and i'll write you a little something tomorrow!

[mutherlessarch]

" don't look up. " fucking bites kori. right on the shoulder without any hestiation. / @patronsxints for something evil and horny.

[xtinyslip]

"FINN? BA--" dropping her work duffel bag onto the ground when she saw him. not hestiating to break the distance between them, one hand moving to the back of his neck whilst the other held the side of his face that wasn't hurt. "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL? my undercover source would have told me. helped me figure out a way to get out earlier. to come here and be with you." she would have. no, she couldn't leave an undercover that they'd been working on for months for say the flu but this wasn't the flu. this wasn't nothing. he had been hurt. his daughter had been killed. SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN HERE. "you're hurt? you call. that's our deal, i don't need to remind you of that." it had been a lot to hear on the short ride to where finn was now calling home. her boss filled her in with what they knew and that was enough, she was sure there was bound to be more and even so... this had her feeling guilty enough. "YOU KNOW YOU COULD HAVE CALLED...?" he did know that. right? @lcvenderhcze

[princessmacedon]

Zihark stares at the (probably) youngest member of their little weasel squad, gently patting her head. (At least he was pretty sure of that. He wasn't entirely certain how old Edward was.)

"Hey kiddo," He says with a smile, "do you need anything? If you do, don't hestiate to ask your new friend, Zihark. That's uh. That's me, by the way."

It's hard to imagine a warmer greeting than this! Maria's head tips back slightly as she turns to look at the man. Zihark, he introduces himself as -- one of their boogle (that's one of the words for a group of weasels, she's learned!).

"Hi Zihark!" Not one to displace his hand nor mind it, the cleric giggles from beneath a head of still-kempt hair, a fact she can only attribute to the blue bandana keeping it in place -- the selfsame one that brought her this new ally and friend! "It's really nice to meet you!"

Fingers brushing her chin, the young girl's gaze darts to the side in thought. "Hmm... I'm okay right now! But-- hee hee-- I'll make sure to let you know! And you can do the same for me!"

Turning around in full, she saddles him with the full weight of a beaming grin.

"That's because your new friend Maria is a cleric! I made sure to bring some extra salves and stuff with me, so tell me if you're ever feeling bad, okay?"

[draconicfool]

it's in my rules but i feel the need, as ever with new followers coming in, to clarify that w eros the way he is, flirting is gonna be a part of like any interaction unless discomfort is addressed ic or ooc. i'm just as happy to write platonic relationships as i am romantic ones [as i stare at him and his only two female friends]. i never want it to come off like i'm trying to force anybody into any sort of position regarding those things especially because i just love seeing everyone's interpretations in terms of characters and how those relationships develop over time [which is why i don't practice writing w exclusively one of each character unless requested by a writing partner].

along with this but a slightly different matter if at any point the themes that are present on the blog make u feel uncomfortable please do not hestiate to soft block/break mutuals with me! i know that some themes aren't for everyone esp when it comes to the ones i tackle with him so i won't take it personally!

very long winded rat ramble, but all this to say that if eros / themes written make u uncomfy at all please let me know !! i'll do my best to reel him in an rectify what i can!

[hunting-songs]

"'close your eyes' and don't cheat" Once she closed her eyes, he got closer, very close, and waited to see if she would back away. He placed a hand gently on her cheek and turned his attention again to see if she would move his hand away. Finally he leaned in, kissing her cheek softly. Unlike the childish kisses he always gave her, these were soft and a little slower. He kissed her cheek a few times, using his other hand on her other cheek to gently squish it. Letting out a soft, almost inaudible laugh, Kurapika slowly moves away. "'I like kissing you.'"

Senritsu had never trusted her eyes much, mostly because she was naturally mildy farsighted and therefor her sight was never a sense she could trust at all. Still, she blinked a few times at Kurapika demonstratively to tease him, before she eventually closed her eyes lightly and instead, as always, tilted her head to the side to listen like an attentive bird. She already knew what Kurapika wanted to do, she knew when his hand cupped her cheek, she kenw when she heard the rustling of his cloth like leafs rustling when he leaned forward, she knew when she felt his breath against her cheek, she knew that those kisses were not the same as the hasty little pecks he had given her before. The musician did not blushed, she barely ever did, but there was a second of hestiation when she reached up and her fingertips so very lightly touched the back of Kurapikas hand on her cheek. "I know. I heard that.", grey eyes looking down she listened, listened listened, while her fingers tapped a light song on the back of the others hand, hasty, thoughtful and restless: "I heard that chiaramente." The next second Senritsu leaned away and turned to the side,smiling broadly towards the door, not even skipping a beat as she hummed friendly and without a bother in the world: "Hello Eliza. Come in please." Just when the last tune of her humm fell into the room like a stone in a well there was a polite knock on the door and Eliza looked inside, holding a tablet with a can of tea and two teacups.