#the redeemed | threads (whitexdove)

[fereldensheroesa]

@whitexdove asked:

i want the k // for nim, but feel free to ignore!! im just weak for kiss

Kiss Roulette: #23

Nimue didn't drink. Not typically. Who knew what her mind would do, what the Urges would sway her towards. But... this time? She'd had something far stronger than she'd expected it to be, she'd thought one or two drinks would be fine. Her mind was... clouded. Gods, was it clouded.

And yet, the Urge didn't take over. It was outweighed. The deep-set loneliness and emptiness within her won out. How long had it been since she'd been with someone? Kissed someone? Been held? Her world was constantly falling apart and she just wanted... she wanted to not feel alone. Just for a moment. And Rufus was close enough to her.

[fereldensheroesa]

@whitexdove asked:

“ i wouldn’t touch that thing with a ten foot pole . ” //nimue

"Has anyone thought about the logistics of a ten foot pole? I mean, think about it. I'm five foot three. That thing is nearly twice my height. How am I manipulating that? How sturdy is it to not bend at the middle and get wobbly? What is this pole made of? Is it heavy?"

[fereldensheroesa]

@whitexdove liked for a Nimue!

They didn't seem to fit. But fit what? Was it the clothing? The hair? Why did any of it matter when her head pounded so terribly she longed to slam it into a wall and crack it open, brain matter slicking the area in beautiful pinks and reds. Right, no, that was the wrong train of thought. Very wrong. And there was the matter of the unwelcome tag-along within that brain of hers.

"Were... you on the ship, as well?"