#ch: pruina lee

[avoidingcertaindoom]

Song Pic Saying tag game

Thanks to @romances-not-tragedies for the tag!

Rules: Pick an OC and post a song you relate to them, an image that represents them in some way (aesthetic, picrew, art etc) and a quote of dialogue or narration from them. Totally feel free to expand and explain!

Going With Lady Pruina Lee because she's been doing the rounds in my head lately

(Source)

I decided to find dialogue that fit the song so here's a quote from one of my prequel pieces of Trufulla

"Watch your fucking—"

"And I did no such thing. I'm not a goddamn wind up toy. You can't keep pressing my buttons and getting mad at me when I don't put on a show for your friends."

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

Pruina's hand tightened over the mouth of the bottle, the numbness starting to give way to her earlier feelings. But worse. "You make me plan things for you and your friends, you try and make me stay and say stupid things to stupid people who gossip like birds, you bring any girl you can convince to sleep with you and let her laugh at me, and you always treat me with no respect no matter what I do for you. I'm fucking done."

Tagging; @ryns-ramblings @th3rdrealm @saintedseraph and anyone who sees this and wants to jump in!

[avoidingcertaindoom]

rules: write two to five songs from them that represent your a ship between your ocs (it can be platonic or romantic or a secret third thing). then add a quote from said wip (if possible!) underneath it.

Tagged by; @dancinginsepia

Thanks for the tag! I was wracking my brain for a ship to use and I think I decided on Pierce and Pruina, one of my beloved dynamics

Black Sheep by Kailee Morgue

A lot of their relationship is just the both of them musing in exasperated solidarity about the people around them. It's never a bad time they spend together... but they're the only company the other can tolerate during certain occasions. And yet again, due to the way fate has turned their lives, they rarely meet outside of stuck occasions.

They were letting her know, of course, to greet him and bring him in. Pity he arrived so late but he was here. As she skirted the edges of the room to slip into the halls, she at least felt enough relief from tension to smile a bit. “Pierce! I thought you said you wouldn’t be able to come by.”

Pierce smiled and gave her a hug. “I said I’d try. How much have I missed?”

Pruina hugged him back and started to lead him towards the party. “Nothing truly. It is…about what you would expect.”

This City is a Graveyard by Baby Storme

There is an edge to their relationship, a tension that isn't quite platonicbuf can't be romantic because... it can't. They shouldn't. The was never time and if there was it passed long ago.

But it was there long enough for them to yearn. And enough for them to understand each other in ways others would never see.

That seemed to be all the convincing she really needed, and she all too happily set aside the fan to allow him to help her up and pull her into a dance. He did his best not to lead her back into the sun, at first keeping to the shadowed edges of the venue, but as luck would have it the glare of the sun soon was softened by a lazy roll of cloud covering, allowing them a wider range of the dance floor.

For all her hesitation and likely heat exhaustion, Pruina had a knack for dancing. Pierce had remembered her excitedly going on about such during an ice skating excursion, speaking on lessons she’d been spoiled with as they were in the same building as her sibling’s tutors. Labrysian dancing wasn’t entirely unfamiliar to Pierce, but as there were few to no Labrysian guests they were actually drawing a few stares.

The Moon Will Sing by the Crane Wives

Subsequently, in the present they see each other in ways that others can't and won't. They hold each other in such high esteem that others can't really understand why. The both of them are the others biggest hype person, the brightest spotlight on the other. In another life this could make sense, but in this one...

Inside, Pierce is scarcely done removing his coat before he’s almost tackled in a hug by a blue garbed figure with nearly white blonde hair done up in braids.“You’re late.”

Laughing, Pierce returned the hug. “Time got away from me, sorry, I was catching up the guests Celino sent, let me introduce you!”

He pulls back and Lady Lee turns to face the group, and a twitch of unease passes through each of them in turn, a little caught off guard.

I know I'm doing this so late so idk who else is available to tag. I'm so sorry.