#the rituals are intricate etcetc

[cactusnymph]

kiss 41 shadowheart/lae'zel please :o)

Shadowheart wishes that she could control her dreams. If she were able to Lae'zel would certainly feature in none of them—except maybe in those where Shadowheart gets to kick her ass. Sadly those dreams never seem to visit her in her sleep. Instead Shadowheart finds herself betrayed by her own subconscious as it keeps dragging the memory of Lae'zel kissing her to the surface.

That forked tongue in her mouth shouldn't make her feel as excited as it does and it definitely shouldn't keep invading her sleep—Lae'zel pressed up against her, her long tongue in Shadowheart's mouth, licking the side of her throat, wandering lower.

If anyone told her at the beginning of this insane journey that she would have wet dreams about Lae'zel she would have laughed and left. Now she finds herself with soaked underwear in the morning and a burning anger and shame in her guts whenever it happens.

The bandage around her palm is still there and Shadowheart should probably have ripped it off by now. Instead her fingers keep touching it, pressing against the rough fabric, feeling the seams of the wrapping that has gotten more skillful over the past few days since Shadowheart started teaching Lae'zel first aid—or, how Lae'zel keeps referring to it: Patchwork.

Shadowheart can tell that the others are eyeing this new development between the two of them wide-eyed (Gale), disbelieving (Wyll) and amused (Karlach). Teaching a githyanki warrior about medicine and how to close a wound instead of cutting into it deeper is a surreal experience. But Lae'zel seems determined so Shadowheart refuses to be left behind.

In the next dream Lae'zel is on top of her completely naked, pinning her to the ground with a knife against Shadowheart's throat. There's something to be said about the state of her mind and specifically her subconscious that this is something that gets her going. But right now everything is hazy and hot and there's that forked tongue right next to the knife's edge and—

When she wakes up the knife is still there and so is Lae'zel—although in the real version of it all there is no tongue at her throat and Lae'zel is fully dressed.

Lae'zel sneers down at her.

"You've been feverish and making pained sounds in your sleep. If you're turning into a ghaik I'll give you a quick death", Lae'zel hisses and the blade presses against Shadowheart's skin like a promise. Despite the seriousness of the situation she almost has to laugh. Maybe there should be fear lingering underneath all of it, but all Shadowheart can really focus is on the cold steel on her skin, the weight on top of her and the heat between her legs.

Great.

"I'm not turning into anything, you absolute lunatic", she hisses back, heat rising into her cheeks as she tries to struggle against the iron clad grip of Lae'zel's hand.

"There is sweat on your brow", Lae'zel prompts. Shadowheart thinks that Lae'zel must be the stupidest person she's ever met.

"So what? You never sweat in your sleep? Are gith above sweating now?"

She could swear that Lae'zel is inhaling. Shadowheart thinks that maybe she has to ask Karlach to hit her really hard with a hammer so she can stop being insane about damned Lae'zel.

"Then what of the noises?", Lae'zel asks and she leans even further down as if she's trying to find a Mindflayer staring back at her from the depths of Shadowheart's eyes. Shadowheart is mortified enough about having been found out while having a wet dream about Lae'zel of all people, but the fact that Lae'zel makes into so big a thing is really starting to annoy her. Why can't Lae'zel mind her own damn business?

"My noises are none of your concern", Shadowheart presses and struggles again. Lae'zel's pupils widen.

"They are when you keep me from sleeping."

"I didn't think a small whimper could disturb you this much."

"It does when it's coming from you. You are the most—"

Shadowheart doesn't allow Lae'zel to finish. She surges upwards and presses her lips against Lae'zel's, causing the knife to dig deeper into her skin. The second their mouths collide, Lae'zel drops the knife and then they're kissing again.

Gods, it's so much better than it's been in any of her dreams. Lae'zel's tongue slides into her mouth and Shadowheart opens up willingly, wrapping her legs around Lae'zel's waist to pull her down. Lae'zel's breath is coming in short pants and Shadowheart is pleased to know that she's just as affected by all of this.

"So my noises keep you from sleeping?", Shadowheart pants into the kiss. Lae'zel snarls.

"Shut your mouth."

"Why don't you make me shut it?"

"Guys, please. Please find a tent", Gale's tired and strangled voice comes from his bedroll and Shadowheart can feel Lae'zel tense and pull back and before Shadowheart can say anything Lae'zel is gone.

[saint-end]

sparring

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

i think mermaids should be freaks always

[causalityparadoxes]

Sports radio is on in the room I'm in, and??

"Root edged him" "it was a beautiful splatter" "ferocious bollocking"

WHAT GOES ON IN CRICKET

[stilwaterangel]

okok thinking about them bc my life revolves around them. the angelgat timeline (vague and rambly)

LIKE my little monkey brain struggles because i want them to kiss i want them to makeout sloppy style and be in love but i also want them to have the longest slow burn pining of all time full of flirting and knowing looks. the chemistry the yearning. BUT the kissing . the being together and forming a sincere relationship and going through canonrelevant struggles and issues together ....... so anyways this is where i think im at with a mix of both

sr1: angel joins the saints and immediately fights johnny during canonization (you construct intricate rituals that allow you to touch the skin of other men etcetc) . johnny thinks this is cool and respects the balls. anyways their relationship is purely platonic but angel has an obnoxious crush on johnny and like everyone else can see this. he flirts with johnny all the time and johnny like flirts back in a "im just playing along" way but it makes angels heart flutter every time even tho he knows its nothing (he wants him so bad)

sr2: its HAPPENING!!! aisha is sick of the flirting and also the fact that johnny is oblivious to his own feelings so she tries to talk some sense into them both. it works vaguely. their flirting becomes genuine and its a very long drawn out cat n mouse game of the two playing hard to get (they like the teasing and anticipation). sr2 plot happens aisha gets hurt johnny gets stabbed etc angel starts caring very seriously and deeply abt their relationship bc he realises the inherent danger in their lives and decides to make a go of it, him and johnny finally establishing something solid (its somewhat casual and not like In Love but its exclusive and they do care for each other its not a Fling yknow)

sr3: canon divergent johnny gets severely injured and not dies but similarly to that angel coma/prison gap between sr1 and 2, johnny has like a long hospital stay potential coma whatever im not this far into my replays yet so its fuzzy. but angel has a bad spin here and lets go of himself and his beliefs a little and does a lot of revenge-fuelled things bc hes at a loss without johnny. eventually they reunite johnnys fine and they have a serious talk abt feelings bc angel cannot be having him leave again and needs him to know he Loves him. they use the l word. its deep.

sr4: fuck knows what anything is at this point bc i need to seriously rewrite this entire game. so angelgat are still in love and crazy for each other and continue to be so into the future

this is the general gist of things roughly i think. times may change and stretch bc i think i want that sr3 missing johnny gap to be LONG for the angst factor and it makes it hit harder when he finally recovers and they have a bit of a fight about missing each other and being in love and stuff. INTRICATE RITUALS!!!