If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
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If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (via books-n-quotes)
Describe how your Muse feels when they look at my Muse.
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Maker, his eyes. What I wouldn't give... Should I go talk to him? Dal, should I---?
“…He’s singing, you know. Listen.”
send me ✄ to hear something my muse said/thought about yours out of context!
She was terrified of everything, and terrified to show it.
David Foster Wallace, Brief Interviews with Hideous Men (via books-n-quotes)
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Georges Hobeika // Haute Couture - Fall 2016
...Time is passing. I need to cut my hair.
i was like "oh i lost a follower!" nope it's because i took rain to fucking FLAVORTOWN
MOM !!
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“ he is alive. ” she remarks plainly, voice deep and honey-rich and rumbling like undercurrents. “ do you know how much trouble that child caused me? ”
her final child. rocks the world and here she thought him to be only her final child, her youngest, little beast that made her press her face into the cool dirt of the night-earth when he still swelled in her womb.
she is a mountain of a woman, muscles working under earth tone linen, gently sloping shapes on the swell of her forearm —- great scarred hands press shape into clay. a pipe dangles on the full of her lip.
“ i am not mad. he ran. all he could think to do, and look where he is now. “ a soft, rolling laugh. perfumed smoke mingles with the sharp smell of adobe.
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Gentle hands and fingers that he wouldn’t expect from a Qunari. (Though, in truth, he has little experience with others of his kind or their customs, but given his own excessive strength, he has come to assume that all gray bastards must be rough, by definition.) And certainly, it is courage to toy with the braided tendrils that fall across the Jaguar’s shoulders. He passes a glance over his shoulder at their Inquisitor, who seems to think little of touching him. He snorts, a sharp sort of huff, but a smile of amusement remains.
“ You’re a brave guy, boss man. ”
His hand draws back, dove gray against bruised wood long since smoothed out. Hee smiles, he shakes. A series of imperceptible shifts in his mind makes that TOO FAMILIAR SPARK of fear light up again, clamoring against the cavern of his chest. He KNOWS not to get too close too warm too soon, and here he is.
( Imperceptibly afraid ----- still. )
“ Sorry, I -- ” A bout of nervous, tumbling laughter, “ -- I should’ve asked. Not many --- not many Qunari come through. Even fewer of them ------ I mean -- Most of them wear their hair short, close to their head. Yours is... amazing. Sorry. ”
Platonic Touch
Sometimes, characters want contact that has nothing to do with sex or violence. Send one of these for your character to reach out to mine.
Shoulder Clasp
Across the Shoulder hug
Hair Ruffle
Gentle headlock
Full body lean
Feet in lap
Head in lap
Hair petting
Ambush hug
Not so ambush hug
Pulling mine into their lap
Cheek kiss
Forehead kiss
Brushing hair out of mine’s face
Fixing shirt collar
Fixing shirt cuffs
Fixing a clothing tag
Tying shoes
Taking off shoes
Carrying while half asleep
Hand holding
Leaning their head on mine’s shoulder tiredly
Absently tracing patterns on the nearest exposed skin
Pushing glasses into place
Offering their drink
Offering their snack
Kissing the back of mine’s hand
Looping their arm around mine’s waist and leaning against mine’s back
Crawling into bed with
Using shoulder as a pillow
Pulling mine’s arm around their shoulder
Hair brushing
Brushing lint off of
Giving a foot massage
Giving a back massage
Giving a scalp massage
Rubbing circles on mine’s back
Sharing a secret smile
Booping the nose
Touching noses together
Resting foreheads together
Resting cheeks together
Sharing a blanket
Taking over mine’s seat while they’re in it
Poking with fingers/toes
Painting mine’s nails
Putting jewelry on mine
Doing mine’s hair
Pinkie promise
High five
Fist bump
Secret handshake
Hipcheck
Pulling mine into a dance
Initiate a tickle fight
Gustav Klimt, Lady with Fan, 1918.
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stop making eyes at her. yes you have! yes you have!! she asked to borrow a chair and you turned red. you’re so...!