RULES ⇠Think you can leave a blank comment? Think again. ⇠Have your character think, that is, 'cause they have to speak the most romantic sentence that comes to their mind. ⇠'Their mind.' The bar's low, we realize. Work with us. ⇠ Others respond.
[ And Becca does not just throw around those words carelessly. She will mostly avoid saying it even if she actually feels it. If she does say it for real, she means it, and she's probably afraid she won't get another chance to say it. ]
[ If that's a hill Claire is willing to die on, Selina is going to leave it at that because honestly she doesn't care enough about music to have a whole debate on the subject. ]
[She knows a lot of songs and poetry, but little of it is about love. It takes her a moment to think of anything, and then to remember her own past. Her first thought is I would die for you; I would fight for you; I would tear the sun from the sky for you. But that isn't the truth, is it? That isn't love. That is an unblooded maiden's idea of love.]
The fire in my blood would tamp to fit your hearth; I long for no deeper peace, nor dream of any greater glory, than to sit beside you and share in your warmth.
[ It had been a very stupid mistake. And Enver Gortash could have said he was distracted -- perhaps he was. Trying to manage too many tasks at once to have them finished and then he could provide his undivided attention. Finish the final adjustments on the rig he had been fashioning to complete the chassis on this latest iteration of the Steel Watchman design.
And somewhere in all that, a moment when he should have been more careful and steady, not forced the tool so heavily, and then quite suddenly he'd opened the palm of his hand.
A litany of low, hissed curses as he sought out something to stave the bleeding while mentally he made note of where his potions were. Immediately up and getting himself out of the way. Because he knows who he is with. Who he would never so easily have a slip in judgment, never make this sort of thing his or anyone else's problem.
Or so blatantly provoke the bloodlust of a bhaalspawn.
It was an accident and for this alliance, for everything else they are, to work, there can't be accidents.
So for the Dark Urge to suddenly be in his space again is at first alarming, kicking off every instinct to fight and fly all at the same time. But then...that. Those words an answer to a question never asked aloud, and for a moment he is senseless.
It would have been the perfect time for things to get effortlessly worse. ]
To me, you're my firefly—a brilliant light in my life, fleeting and precious, but your glow lingers in my heart, illuminating my world in ways that nothing else ever could.
ferdinand von aegir | fire emblem: three houses | m/f
becca nova ♠ original ♠ ota
[ And Becca does not just throw around those words carelessly. She will mostly avoid saying it even if she actually feels it. If she does say it for real, she means it, and she's probably afraid she won't get another chance to say it. ]
Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ OTA
[ Yeah, she's quoting "Iris", kiss her about it. ]
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Iris? Really?
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[ She will be standing by this statement forever. ]
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[ If that's a hill Claire is willing to die on, Selina is going to leave it at that because honestly she doesn't care enough about music to have a whole debate on the subject. ]
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[ It's the truth, she loves that song, but it isn't that serious. And hey, the dork side must be working if Selina is into her. ]
Thank goodness you didn't see my mean girl cheerleader phase.
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I don't think you would've been thrilled with teenage me either.
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Éowyn | Lord of the Rings | OTA
The fire in my blood would tamp to fit your hearth; I long for no deeper peace, nor dream of any greater glory, than to sit beside you and share in your warmth.
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Awww, yeah. That's the good stuff. You practice that?
[He's a simple man who likes simple things...and speedboats.]
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No.
[Only in her own mind, and only in moments of wistfulness. That doesn't count.]
But I have given thought to it, of late.
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It is a good thing to think about.
[He nodded.]
It is important...to...ya know...appreciate the little things.
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[She clears her throat, smiles a little.]
I thought, once, that it would be love to die for a man. I come to think, these days, perhaps it would be a deeper love to live for one. Or with one.
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Look at these two being idiots. Love them.
one brain cell between them
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I now need an AU where this totally happens.
duly noted c:
Excellent :)
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Oooooo, girl.
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this got so abruptly sappy srynotsry
Here for it...all the sappy fluff. 10/10
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Finally
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leave it here?
A perfect place to end the thread✨
STEVE HARRINGTON ⟳ STRANGER THINGS.
Re: STEVE HARRINGTON ⟳ STRANGER THINGS.
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gale dekarios | baldur's gate 3 | m/m
[open to canonmates/tavs/durges, 25+ :)]
Enver Gortash | Baldur's Gate III | OTA 25+
the dark urge | baldur's gate 3 | ota
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And somewhere in all that, a moment when he should have been more careful and steady, not forced the tool so heavily, and then quite suddenly he'd opened the palm of his hand.
A litany of low, hissed curses as he sought out something to stave the bleeding while mentally he made note of where his potions were. Immediately up and getting himself out of the way. Because he knows who he is with. Who he would never so easily have a slip in judgment, never make this sort of thing his or anyone else's problem.
Or so blatantly provoke the bloodlust of a bhaalspawn.
It was an accident and for this alliance, for everything else they are, to work, there can't be accidents.
So for the Dark Urge to suddenly be in his space again is at first alarming, kicking off every instinct to fight and fly all at the same time. But then...that. Those words an answer to a question never asked aloud, and for a moment he is senseless.
It would have been the perfect time for things to get effortlessly worse. ]
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nuvia | original | f/m
(ooc: permission list.)