Your heart belongs to a stray

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S T R A Y Taking in strays is, all in all, an understandable vice. The dips in between their ribs, those large and forlorn eyes, they can help you forget the claws and the teeth and the danger lurking beneath fur. But the habit's a knife edge; your efforts may not be rewarded with kindness (animal instincts aren't discretionary) and you may get bit despite what you've overlooked. A stray doesn't care about pity. All it can know is survival. These warnings apply to strays of the more human(oid) sort, too. But what may even more perilous with this type than any drawn blood is what you can get when they grow to trust you. You can earn their undying loyalty...or their love. Either from such a wild thing is a precarious path to go down, if you allow yourself to do it. Comment with your character, preferences, desired roles, etc. This meme has shippy undertones, but shipping is not required. Just mention if you absolutely don't want it. Reply to others. Thread!

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[reavi]

[ He remains still for a moment, passive. Studying her eyes, tension positively solid between them in what little space remained.

When he snatches for her throat, it's fast. Metal on skin, biting and catching on her hair, his expression lacking the usual pleasure he takes in harm. The grip lacks restraint, bearing down with bruising pressure. He looks--frantic. Frightened, even, in the furrow of his brows, the rattle of his hand. ] I feel like I am not makin' myself understood. I need this.

[ The rag is still clutched in the air, inches from her face. Regardless of whether it's what she needs, it's all he has. His resources are spent. ]

It would be a great favor to me.

[eideticsage]

[Tessa knows he's just coiled. Either he's going to leave or press it. She knows which one, typically, he'd choose.

When his hand goes to her throat, her eyes widen and she grimaces, forcing her blood pressure down, her body to react calmly despite the crushing grip. It won't do to panic.

Since she can't speak well, she nods. Whatever he needs...it's not good.]