#fractisouls

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FEEL GOOD FRACTALS

[amassingspice]

⟬ meme / @fractisouls ⟭

❝ i really… want everyone to know i’m yours. ❞ / Vex @ Mammon!

"Don't ya worry, precious. Ain't anyone in the world gonna make the mistake'a thinkin' ya belong t'anyone else." He couldn't risk it, not when a part of him felt so deeply attached to her.

Mammon was bound to her now, wrapped in golden threads that couldn't be shaken loose. For so long, he assumed that he belonged to her more than she belonged to him, but her permission to claim her as he pleased reassured him that the feelings were far more mutual than he first thought.

"No one else gets t'have ya like this." He mumbled possessively against her neck, her scent and the heat of their intertwined bodies driving his senses mad. "Mine. . ."

His teeth were blunt and ordinary for the most part, save for the canines that sat longer than usual. Those sunk into her first — the bite wasn't enough to draw blood, but there would be sizeable dents left against her skin just below the back of her ear.

He sucked at the spot, left a darkening welt that was the first of many scattered along her throat and shoulders. "Say it. Tell me you're mine again."

[xamassed]

⟬ meme / @fractisouls ⟭

“Smash or Pass” + Matilda / For Anita :]

"That's, uh. . . Shit, why that name?"

The curse was spat under her breath seconds before she mustered up her courage. Hands on her hips, face flushed and eyebrows pinched together, she tried to make herself look as inconvenienced as possible.

"Okay, look — she's super hot, and it only gets worse once you get to know her. So, y'know, smash. But I'm probably not the only one that thinks so!"

[iccarian]

@fractisouls: ❝ wasn’t my fault this time. ❞ [ Vax @ Vex! ]

 ‍ 〝 really, 〞 vex'ahlia deadpans, pulling the shaft of her arrow from the corpse without looking, gaze set firmly on her twin. only a few scuffs and bruises are visible to her, thank gods — had he been wounded seriously, she would be far more angry with him.

 ‍ heaving a sigh, she wipes the sanguine stains from the arrow-tip and slots it back in her quiver — if it's no longer useful, she can at least keep it for spare materials — before stepping closer to vax, brows raised pointedly. 〝 yes, nothing says 'not my fault' quite like falling into the snakes pit and pretending you're not their dinner. 〞 a hand extends, pats his shoulder sympathetically as the sterness on her visage gives way to a tinge of amusement — and the softening of relief. 〝 this is why I do the charming, brother. 〞

[feathercd]

                    𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 has always been both a blessing and a curse . with them , there is no limit to what she can see : a subtle shift in gaze , the slightest upturn of a smile , and even a flash of the throat as @fractisouls' lungs work to accommodate the sudden uptick in his pulse . they are all her spies , troubling as they are .

                    𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 for her to catch up to him —- them . slender fingers wrap around his bicep , and a gentle tug attempts to pry his gaze away from her . when their eyes meet , there is no need for her to make a verbal request . a quick jerk of her head is enough to convey what she wants : follow me .

                   𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 , they fall to the back of the group , footsteps ever in sync . just ahead , she sees the way the druid , so tall and lanky , curls in on herself . always so timid , so unsure . it's enough to send small prickles of annoyance across the back of her neck , but she lifts a hand to rub them away . irritation would only complicate things , and she is determined to make her brother see reason .

                   ❝ 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐒 ... monosyllabic as possible , " she begins in a conspiratorial whisper as her arm entwines with his . " i ... don't much care ... for the way ... you look at her . she has —- oh , how shall i say this ? —- repeatedly and without fail demonstrated a level of ineptitude that borders on the imbecilic ... and i mean that in a very caring way . whatever is going on between the two of you , dear brother , are you quite sure of it ? "

[ruidusborne]

“i’ve never... kissed under mistletoe before,” imogen begins to say sheepishly, her eyes averting from vex as though she is suddenly an awkward teenager again.  growing up, she’d never been popular with her peers, even before her powers manifested.  she’d kissed a few boys, but that was all.  standing here now, in front of @fractisouls​, she doesn’t think her cheeks could be redder if she tried.  

so, she just goes for it.  she swallows her nerves and leans up to press her lips to vex’s, her eyes closing as she does.  within an instant, she’s struck with how soft her lips are and how good she smells.  this is nothing like those errant kisses with boys from her youth.  she likes this very much.

[olliesmultimuse]

@fractisouls​ sent: “  there are just too many people depending on me.  i can’t rest.  i can’t let them down.  ” [ Isa @ Agustín ]

prompts for the heavy-hearted (accepting)

Agustín casted a worried glance over to his daughter, “You need to rest, Isa...you have to rest. You won’t be letting anybody down.” He seemed genuinely concerned for Isa, gently reaching a hand out to tuck a strand of hair behind Isa’s ear. “Please, rest.”

[xfindingtrouble]

" you never talk about your past... why? " [ Vex @ Percy ]

It takes a moment for Percy to fully register the observation. He's mid-sip of an mystery drink that had been abandoned by another member of Vox Machina. ( waste not, want not ) The rest of their team was scattered about the tavern, each conducting their own business... except for vex & percy. He peers over the rim of his mug, making a face at the bitter taste before opting to drink the rest while avoiding the implied question. it was a fair one, despite his discomfort.

Percy had yet to share much of his past with vox machina. they were chaotic, infuriating & often endearing... but they were full of unknowns. percy supposed he was as well. it's what made him feel so terribly at home with this motley crew, the patchwork of people that had come together by fate's design. it was a fair observation, regardless of his discomfort facing it. it was easy to know & be known at face value, but the longer they traveled together the more all of them saw. face value wasn't cutting it anymore.

" It hasn't been relevant, " he rationalizes, watching for a reaction but failing to elaborate. maybe he shouldn't be so dismissive, despite the urge. Sometimes, Percy was compelled to leave entirely. But he had handed all of his funds to vex'ahlia herself in order to prevent that, among other things. in the presence of his new companions, he felt entirely too much like a person. it was nice not to have to fight on his own, it felt less like survival & more like life. but there were complications in the concept, one of which he was facing now.

percy has no doubt that vex could find out anything she wanted to on her own accord. asking was a pleasantry, a social nicety. perhaps this is why he sinks into himself. maybe he's afraid of laying his past before her, who he has no doubt will be left unsatisfied by any half-truths. he chews the tip of his tongue, thinking. a lie wouldn't do, but the truth was... unbelievable, at best.

" Some things are better left unsaid." this is a truth. he probably seems half-mad as it was, they didn't need him spewing tales of betrayal & gore in a crowded tavern. he leans back in his chair, offering a smile that follows this tentative trend of honesty, " Vox Machina seems a bit better at living in the present, don't you think? "

[artaemisia]

@fractisouls:

Vesper is going to pull Maq down for a kiss. A lil smooch before she kisses their cheek as well and says, " I love you. " Then she'll place a lil flower crown on their head. <3

Maqyaža seems momentarily taken aback by the sudden affection; however, they are quick to reciprocate, winding their arm around Vesper's waist and pulling it up into a warm embrace. A soft purr settles in the back of their throat and from a nearby reflective surface, they see the flower crown that's now been placed on their head. They don't understand it, but it's pretty.

"You, too," they answer gruffly but meaningfully ( in their own way ). "You make this?"

[amassingspice]

⟬ meme / @fractisouls ⟭

❝ no, don’t sit… i’ll go down on my knees. ❞ / Vesper @ Beel :]

He was known to most for being strong but dim-witted, yet it was abundantly clear to him what Vesper intended to do. Propped against the wall, he thought it unfair that they lower themselves to the ground so willingly. Vesper was too stunning and too kind-hearted to be lowered to her knees ( except he couldn't rightly deny that they didn't look good peering through gossamer lashes and smiling up at him. )

"Are you sure?" He wanted to argue that there was bound to be a better way, but the longer she remained kneeled in front of him, the harder it was to resist. His knees were weak and the hand he used to sweep through their snowy strands trembled, yet there was the slightest pull forward.

He didn't crave intimacy the way some of his brothers did, but he wasn't immune to the tug of want when it came to Vesper. "You're so pretty. . ."

[xamassed]

⟬ meme / @fractisouls ⟭

" taste this and tell me what you think! " [ Vesper @ Beel! ]

No hesitation, no time wasted — the spoon offered to him was clamped between his lips and the contents swallowed down. The taste lingered on his tongue for a moment afterward, warm spices and soft vegetables giving him a deeply appreciated sense of comfort.

"It tastes like home."

[iccarian]

@fractisouls: [ wound ] sender injures muse in a fight ( practice or real ) [ Ellie @ Marlais ]

 ‍ despite the adrenaline beating through her veins, marlais doesn't feel incredibly focused on the task at hand; her mind reeling too quickly, thinking too much about either the stiffness of her own stance or the swipes of her opponent instead of just being. her own movements feel clunky, her hands the only nimble part of her and the rest of her body desperately trying to catch up.

 ‍ ellie reers for a strike that marlais catches too late, trying to pivot on her heel to duck out of the way — but ellie is shorter, so she ends up ducking right into the punch. wham! a flash of pain turns her vision white for a second, teeth sinking into the side of her tongue upon the impact to her jaw and she tastes iron. she doesn't dance away, anticipatory of another hit, but remains where she stumbled in the first place and raises a hand to the ache in her chin.

〝 ow. 〞 she grimaces. hands up, mari, keep your guard; rand's voice in her head. but that had been far easier when she was ten and her brother wasn't putting any weight to his punches. 〝 I told you I was rusty at this. 〞 her gaze lifts, seeking the other with a small attempt at a wry smile. 〝 I'm not going to get taken off patrol for getting my ass kicked, right? 〞

[lonespring-m]

*   fractisouls     ›     yuki finds it challenging to look at his boyfriend but knows that hikaru deserves that much. avoiding him will do them no good. while it would be easier to make a call, send a text, anything without this contact, he knows that the other boy should receive a proper conversation. so, he stands there, strong but terrified, " thank you for being here, hikaru. " rip the band-aid. don't keep him waiting. do it. no going back. " i- i asked you to meet because i need to end this relationship. I can't be your boyfriend anymore. " he holds his arm and keeps a neutral look on his face, " i'm sorry. " he's doing this for his protection. to keep him safe from akito. he needs to remind himself of that.

something   changed      ,      hikaru   doesn’t   really   know   exactly   what   it   was   but   things   just   felt   different   between   them      .      at   first   it   started   off   small      ,      yuki   wouldn’t   text   him   back   right   away   like   he   used   to   or   he   wouldn’t   look   as   enthusiastic   to   be   with   him   at   times      .      hikaru   just   brushed   it   off      ,      thinking   that   yuki   was   just   in   a   slump      .      after   all      ,      we   all   get   that   way      .      especially   during   winter      .      the   sun   isn’t   out   as   often      ,      it’s   cold   ,      and   when   the   white   perfect   snow   turns   into   disgusting   slush      ,      well      ,      it   just   makes   the   world   look   a   little   more   dreary      .      

but   then   the   small   things   turned   into   yuki   completely   ignoring   him      ,      turning   the   other   way   when   he   saw   him      ,      and   never   responding   to   any   of   his   messages      .      it   bothered   him      ,      really   it   did      .      however      ,      hikaru   just   gave   him   his   space      .      if   yuki   didn’t   want   to   talk   to   him   then   he’d   respect   that   but   he   always   made   sure   to   message   him   that   if   he   had   a   problem   that   hikaru   would   always   be   there   to   listen      .      so      ,      when   yuki   had   messaged   him   that   he   wanted   to   meet   up   and   talk      ,      hikaru   thought            finally      ,      he   was   going   to   open   up   about   his   problems      .   

although   he   smiles   when   he   first   stands   in   front   of   him      ,      the   smile   fades   as   he’s   realized   that   yuki   refused   to   make   eye   contact   with   him      .      this   didn’t   feel   good      .      what   was   going   on      ,      what   was   yuki   thinking      .      before   he   even   got   the   chance   to   ask      ,      yuki   finally   broke   it   to   him      .                       “               w         -            what      ?               ”                       

body   grows   cold   and   there   is   this   ache   in   the   pit   of   his   stomach      .      was   he   going   to   throw   up      ?      oh   god   he   hopes   not      .      yuki         .      .      .         wanted   to   break   up      ?      he   didn’t   understand      .      they   were   happy   weren’t   they      ?      they   loved   each   other      ,      right      ?      what   did   he   do   wrong      ?      hikaru   knew   that   at   times   he   could   come   off   as   clingy      ,      that   he   wanted   to   be   with   yuki   all   the   time      .      was   that   it      ?      was   him   loving   yuki   too   much   what   pushed   him   away      ?

“               did   i   do   something   wrong      ?               ”                       it   had   to   have   been   his   fault      ,      hikaru   knew   that   he   had   to   have   done   something   so   unforgivable   to   have   resulted   in   his   outcome      .      blinking   fast      ,      he   tried   his   best   to   contain   the   tears   that   threatened   to   spill      .                       “               whatever   i   did   i   swear   i’ll   fix   it      !               ”                       it   almost   sounds   as   if   he’s   begging   now      ,      and   he   was      .      he   wanted   nothing   more   than   to   hold   onto   what   seemed   to   be   an   already   broken   relationship      .                       “               please      ,      i’m   sorry      .               ”

@fractisouls     //       unprompted message   .

[ruidusborne]

imogen runs her fingers over the circlet she’s wearing absentmindedly, still in awe over its ability to silence her mind. “it’s nice,” she says to @fractisouls with a half-smile. “the quiet.”

[feathercd]

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 // accepting . ↳ @fractisouls ( zahra ) : 💚💔❤

💚 —- friendship || 💔 —- past relationship || ❤ —- romantic relationship

                   𝐘𝐄𝐒 , absolutely . if you're down to skip around in the timeline , i'm definitely here for all three of these ! vex deserves all the girlfriends , ofc , but friends to lovers to enemies to some weird combination of the three ? i'm all about that life or any variation thereof .

[amassingspice]

⟬ meme / @fractisouls ⟭

❝ ahah… p… please be nice to me… my asthma might kill me otherwise~ ❞ / Matilda @ Anita... It's too perfect <3

The mood wasn't ruined because it would take more than that to redirect Anita's attention, but she did lift her eyes and still the kisses planted soft against Matilda's stomach.

"I am being nice to you." Came her cheeky reply around a cheeky smirk. The gentle affection that had stopped began again, but each kiss now was slower and warmer and touched with a hint of caution. She knew her girlfriend liked to tease, but she had never considered that spoiling her with heated attention might prompt an attack.

She was ravenous and wanted to leave her love exhausted, but she wondered if it would benefit the both of them to take the slow, torturous route rather than getting what she wanted as soon as possible.

"Was planning on being even nicer, but. . ." She raised both eyebrows and cast Matilda another glance before giving her stomach a tempting nip. "If you think it might be too much."