#lovehoned

[soulmissed]

@lovehoned

the boy trudges into view, plucking a leaf from his crown of ebony hair. “ annie. ” be cool and calm. “ what is happenin’? ” his voice was exasperated.

but at least he ain’t cussing in front of an impressionable kid. (you’d think he would have become used to the very magical, very unpredictable aspects.)

[ladyohdeath]

[ HAIR ]:    sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. / agatha @lovehoned

"SPEECHLESS" IS RARE FOR HER. she's never really been too much of a yapper, but when she is silent, it's choice. there are very few entities who have ever been able to have enough control over her to render her speechless against her will, let alone a mortal. one might even say it's only been agatha who's been able to accomplish such a thing. her eyes flicker to agatha's hand as it reaches out, touchingher hair and tucking it gently behind her ear.

she feels her nonexistent heart in her throat. emotions she'd almost forgotten that she could feel threaten to choke her out. she stops her breathing, shock still as she focuses on the physical contact. the first she's had in forever.

despite her mind racing, her reaction is almost instant. her hand reaches up, taking agatha's wrist gently in her own, making sure she stays her hand close. she can't remember the last time someone touched her. people do not even touch her out of anger or fury. she is an entity, far detached from the physical world, and she'd almost forgotten what it's like to feel this. "agatha," she replies, her voice suddenly a soft, serious whisper. she licks her lips, suddenly realizing that saying agatha's name just might break her from this trance, remind her why the fuck she hates her so much. "just... don't move yet." please.

[mvndrvke]

i’ve been in a trash mood lately, so to bring myself out of it, i’m sending out love and positivity to the amazing people i write with and interact with every single day. i have so many talented and incredible people that i write with, so i’m going to do shoutouts to people that especially brighten my day.

this shoutout goes to @lovehoned / @isbrilliant !

seashell is genuinely one of the most exceptional people i've ever known. when she writes a muse, she throws her entire self and soul into a character, and it shows. i'm constantly in awe of not only the effort that she puts into each and every reply, but the enthusiasm she gives for plots and replies. seashell teaches me each and every day what it is to put my heart and soul into replies and muses, and i'm so incredibly lucky to have her in my life.

[galaxaey]

thank you for letting me know. i'll get right on it. / danny at claudia. absolutely sarcastically. no i don't know how they're communicating considering he only knew jenny.

PROMPTS FROM THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 2 . ( accepting . )

they're in a middle of an incursion , and he's here mouthing off like a petulant little boy . bronzed orbs roll , this was absolutely ridiculous . he was bold for a civilian , she'd give him that but claudia knew how to contain these types of things . brow arched , scoffing in his direction . she turned away from the soldiers she was directing , marching towards the perimeter . she's an image of refined stress , dressed in a black overcoat , knee high boots and hair slicked back into a well groomed ponytail . ❛ one more syllable and i'll have you arrested , this is government business . ❜ stoic vocals left her lips , doing her best to keep it together in the absence of cutter . she doesn't have to turn to command the soldiers , raising her voice in an orderly fashion . no need for theatrics . ❛ move the perimeter back another mile ! ❜ she smirks at him , thinking she knows better . the infamous danny quinn , ex - policeman and trouble in a biker's jacket . she takes a step back , heading towards the field . pointing at him as soldiers now swarmed her . nodding in their direction to move . ❛ don't try anything stupid , mr quinn . if he breaches the perimeter , arrest him . ❜

[moltolavoro]

“everyone’s thinking it, i’m just saying it.” / connor

❛ right, yeah, well you don't need to right this minute, ❜ for a man in distress his tone is surprisingly mild, but connor tends to be like that around abby. it's not a spineless thing, just a knowing better thing. because yeah, what abby's said isn't wrong -- the combination of the lightening, the anomoly, and the whatever the hell is in the water now isn't that great.

but they were all thinking it. so she didn't need to say it. and his scanner's hard to see, in the rain, so that's not helping. ❛ signature's coming back, keep an eye on the water. ❜

[chimugukuru]

@lovehoned

Kamado ensures she has Robin's full attention before she starts. She looks more serious than Robin has ever seen her- even going so far as to actually meet her girlfriend's eyes. Kamado takes a breath before signing.

"I have a favor to ask. Please wait until the end before you say anything." Kamado pauses before continuing, "I'm getting so strong that I fear I may end up losing control of my powers. If that happens, and I'm too stuck to respond any other way, can you use your powers on me? -without killing me. I want to come back to you, and you are the only person I trust to bring me back."

[freezegirl]

totally correct quotes ft. @lovehoned's robin rockwell

[sunsetsoft]

📩 "I've got a blanket for you." Elle @lovehoned 🔆 gentle care – accepting!

the woman's voice pulls her from her thoughts, hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had long-since lost its warmth in the cool night air. working in the ER came with it's trials and tribulations, and ellie had signed up for that, trained for that. it didn't mean that she had known quite how much to prepare for something like this. emergencies were brought to the hospital, that was something elinor had wrapped his head around. the hospital becoming the emergency was different. 

ellie pulled his gaze from the rush of bodies around them to look at the agent, the exhaustion carved into her face making way for relief as she saw her, and the blanket. blue and red lights continued to flash around them, a mix of ambulance and police, ambient now that the immediate danger had passed and most of those hurt had been taken care of. elinor had been given a slap on the wrist when she had tried to return to work, being reminded that just because he had been seen to (the stitches tying together a headwound tightened as he thought of them) didn't mean he was expected to finish his shift, and that once the police had finished their questions, she was to go home and rest. 

"thank you, i... don't think i'd noticed how cold it had gotten." placing the paper cup down by her feet, she took the blanket and wrapped himself up, trying to figure out if her questions were worth this agent's time. "... how do you. do this?" the nurse tips her head to their surroundings. "all of this, how do you deal with all of it?"

[soulmissed]

@lovehoned: you’ll catch pneumonia. / rollins

memes, accepting

he’s stood under a streetlight, wavering like a windswept leaf. the cold ain’t chilling him anymore. the cold hurts something terrible. pain treads his joints like tundra stitches.

“ g-go away. ” his words were an iced trickle. he hooks his arms across his chest. (his hoodie, too big, ripped, protects the kid none. however, a boy could pretend.)

“ i...i’ll manage. ”

[lvebug]

🕯️ and for annie

annie should probably be in school, right? andie is pretty sure she should be. but also there's something about this sweet kid that seems very aware of her surroundings and of every situation in a way that's kind of unnerving. andie just wants to stick with her and look after her and encourage her. a smart, bright (not just bright like smart but bright like a shining star), boundless girl and yeah, andie's pretty sure she should be in school.

[mvndrvke]

@lovehoned ( continued )

"You're an idiot. You're a kid from nine who is also an idiot."

Nico rubs his hand over his face.

"I trust anyone you trust as far as a pigmy snail can throw them, and they don't have arms. Sit down before you hurt yourself."

[galaxaey]

i paraphrased. / abby at claudia

PROMPTS FROM THE MANDALORIAN SEASON 2 . ( accepting . )

strutting onto the scene as if she owned the damn site , part of the job apparently . when abby had said it was a mess . . . that was the biggest understatement here . ah yes , paraphrasing right in the middle of a hostile incursion and the ensuing chaos . a sigh of frustration leaves her lips as she assessed the damage , well this was going to be an absolute bugger to cover up . she glances in abby's direction , brows furrowing together . ❛ you left a few minor details out . . . like i don't know , that there's a massive anomaly in the middle of the gherkin ? ❜ the sarcasm rolled off her tongue with ease , this was going to be a bloody monumental day . the city of london on lockdown , she motions to the soldiers to secure the perimeter . ❛ i want the upper levels secure , no one leaves until there's a clear exit . i want the perimeter cleared for five miles . gather any witnesses so we can kill this story . ❜ approaching abby , she wasn't a fan of public tellings off , only if it was lester or cutter . she leans against the truck , scanning the positions of the men . she smiles . ❛ please don't paraphrase next time , i can't deal with the bloody paperwork . ❜

[assundries]

@lovehoned from x.

"Wh— Y— I mean, yeah," she admits, and her mouth moves for another couple seconds after, like she's trying to remember how language works.

The tiny straight-A overachiever in her head and the part of her that thinks she's too cool for this are really throwing hands over this one. Winner TBD, but the loser? The loser is definitely Kate.

Her arms cross as she's trying to regain her braggadocio, then un-cross when she remembers she's supposed to be 'on lookout.' She sighs like no one has ever suffered the way she does. "Okay, but we don't have to be bored while we're freezing our asses off out here, either."

[chimugukuru]

“  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ”  to ushi

Send  “  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ”  for  the  sender  to  find  the  receiver  injured  and  demand  to  know  who  did  it. Status: Accepting! @lovehoned

She didn't even make it to her own apartment.

Ushi's a crumpled heap at the bottom of the fire escape. The pounding in her ears is so loud that it drowns out Robin approaching and the beginning of Robin's question. In fact, it takes a few seconds for Ushi to even realize that Robin is in front of her. When Ushi replies, it sounds far away to her own ears.

"Sorry, what?"

Ushi stares wide-eyed at Robin- well, with the good one. Her left eye is bruised and swelling more by the moment. There's no way she can hide all this. Ushi still hasn't registered Robin's question, but she still plays everything down, because that's what she always does.

"It looks worse than it is. I'm fine. Are you two girls okay?"

Usually the two of them are attached at the hip, though there are times when Robin comes here alone. Ushi prays that this is one of them.

[freezegirl]

freeze, @lovehoned's robin rockwell

the things they've got going on, powers-wise. it's not really similar but it's kinda similar. there are parallels, at the very least. which prompts kie to ask: "if i were to touch you, would i still take your body heat or would your powers prevent me from doing so?"

[ladyohdeath]

HER HAND LINGERS, and then janet is teary-eyed and begging. it happens so quick that, despite knowing it was coming, rio's hand stops in the air, eyebrows raised in surprise. how much of this is based on truth? who the fuck is jason? suddenly she's holding a photograph, and oh, now she sort of gets it. of course children would be involved.

she drops her hand, watching janet turn back into normal. "i mean --" she starts, licking her lips as she debates how to reply. and maybe she takes a step away from the button. "i can see why that would work. did you just make all of that up?"

ooh, she was right. she loves being right. she is very rarely ever wrong. it's a perk of the job. is it a job anymore? okay, maybe she doesn't know that bit. rebooted one too many times. it is what it is, as the poets say.

oh, here we fucking go.

"please, miss lady death!" hands clasped in front of her. honestly. it's hauntingly realistic. a little bit freaky. there are tears in her eyes. "i have so much to live for! i have a boyfriend. his name is jason. we're deeply in love! and the other thing is that we have three kids." and look at that, she's holding a photograph. "this is them. aren't they beautiful? they're seven, eight, and ten. they have dual citizenship in the good place and america!"