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HONEY WHISKY’S KICKIN !!

[misshclly]

MY LAST BRAIN CELL IS HEART SHAPED.

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[misshclly]

so i didn't do drafts like i had hoped, HOWEVER i did make a multimuse blog, so holly has moved!!

[misshclly]

said i was gonna do drafts, but then i decided that i'm just gonna make a multimuse and that it might be easier to keep track of everything

[misshclly]

Absolutely making a dune verse and you guys can’t stop me

[misshclly]

I need to reread the dinner scene BUT THEN ITS OVER FOR YOU BITCHES

[misshclly]

Absolutely making a dune verse and you guys can’t stop me

[angelicwine]

my aura is heart shaped

[larosebisou]

You're so Art Deco ♡

[misshclly]

Man I love the wit.cher but holy hell is it hard for me to get through the first chapter of the third book for some reason

[misshclly]

Also finally gonna go see du.ne pt 2 today,,,, I wanna read it but I’m scared it’s gonna be like the wit.cher 😭

[misshclly]

Man I love the wit.cher but holy hell is it hard for me to get through the first chapter of the third book for some reason

[dxsole]

He'd argue that he was harmless! And he never accepted jobs on friends. That might be bad business but he's not about to jeopardize the few friends he's been able to make just for money. Especially not Holly! She was the nicest friend he had.

Nice enough not to get too upset at his blunder. "Huh?" Philo's memory is scrolled through like a Rolodex— had he forgotten? Did she tell him? It's now that he realizes that he usually brought snacks she could have for previous movie nights; popcorn, jalapeno poppers, chips and dip. She did refuse the beef jerky that one time but he assumed jerky just wasn't her thing!

The gears are turning in his head until a solution pops up. "Okay, so these are miiine then." His gut really won't be the same ever again but it's worth it, he swears. "We're gonna make a quick stop at Food Truck Row— they've got a veggie one called In the Vegan-ing?" He nods. "We'll pick you up some certified vegetarian munchies THEN..." Hands rub together conspiratorily. "movie time."

[misshclly]

                That  dumb  grin  never  falters-  a  light  hearted  chuckle  accompanies  it  at  one  point  in  time.  Holly  shakes  her  head  at  him.  "  You  don't  hafta,  Philo...  but  some  fries  do  sound  good  right  about  now...  "

                Yeah  that  was  her  bad-  she  should  have  told  him.  Though  his  kindness  is  noted.  Now  he'll  know  for  future  movie  nights.  Speaking  of  movies-

                "  I  think  we  should  watch  Pride  and  Prejudice  and  Zombies.  "  She  says.  "  I  much  prefer  that  Mr.  Darcy  than  the  one  to  the  2005  film.  "  You  could  never  go  wrong  with  a  good,  old  fashioned  cheesy  horror  film.

[foxeia]

Emma Rocherolle

[dogpawssss-deactivated20241204]

♡  @misshclly  ⸻  kurt  ‶ könig ‶  wagner

speechless  is  what  he  is,  his  throat  suddenly  dry.  the  giant  soldier  swallows  hard;  his  calloused  fingers  find  the  bedsheets  and  he  cannot  help  but  to  crumple  them,  playing  with  the  fabric,  trying  to  focus  on  his  breathing,  but  gods  is  it  hard  when  the  gentlest  and  kindest  soul  he  knows  says  she  missed  him?

holly.  holly  missed  him.

heat  rushes  to  his  cheeks  painting  his  pale  face  in  the  deepest  shade  of  red  —  the  blush  reaches  tips  of  his  ears  and  könig  suddenly  feels  weaker  and  his  head  is  spinning.  dizziness  doesn't  cease  even  when  he  rests  against  his  pillow.

‶  i—  ‶  the  literal  killing  machine  stutters  avertng  his  gaze.  breathe  in,  breathe  out.  ‶  i  wasn't  gone  for  that  long...  ‶

smooth  as  fuck,  könig.

[misshclly]

                An  exhale  through  her  nose,  accompanied  by  a  chuckle  as  she  rolls  her  eyes.  Head  tips  forward  a  moment  as  she  watches  her  finger  tear  at  loose  thread  hanging  from  her  uniform  hat.  Every  damn  day  she  thought  about  this  man.  The  entire  time  he  was  gone,  her  anxiety  never  went  away.  Her  shots  were  off,  Ghost  reprimanded  her  multiple  times...  he  caused  her  an  extra  hour  of  PT  almost  every  morning.  But  she'd  do  it  all  again  if  it  meant  he'd  come  home  safe.

                "  It  felt  like  lifetimes.  "

[misshclly]

hey ho i'm here to do drafts, it's only been 4 months heehee

like this if you wanna plot and i'll come 2 ur ims

[godsdefied-archive]

@misshclly said: ❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

he doesn't have an answer. sleep evaded him every night, haunted by visions of his friends being killed, haunted by ALPHA herself — once upon a time he would've diagnosed a patient with these symptoms with ptsd. but they don't get those luxuries anymore, don't get to breakdown & fall apart & expect to still be alive afterwards to glue the pieces back together. once upon a time he would've reminded the patient that sleep deprivation only WORSENS the symptoms of ptsd, would've prescribed triazolam for them. but they don't have that kind of medication anymore. so he's left in a cold sweat as he sits at the edge of the pond, eyes widened for a moment as holly seats herself beside him [ 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 ] ———

he's a fucking wreck. ❛ 𝐢 . . . 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. ❜ there's a quiver to his voice that he can't quite mask, shoulders rolling up into a meek shrug with a shake of his head [ 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 & 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 ] & a slow breath helps to ground him back to reality. ❛ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 ————— ❜ he doesn't finish that thought.

[misshclly]

                Against  her  better  judgment,  the  woman  reaches  for  his  shaking  hands.  Whatever  he  saw  had  him  terrified.  Holly  understood  that,  the  entire  world  had  all  been  dealt  a  shit  hand  a  few  years  ago.  And  it  keeps  getting  worse.  Holly  can't  remember  when  she  really  slept,  either.

                Fingers  squeeze  his  gently,  trying  to  remind  him  that  he  isn't  alone.  Eyes  search  the  side  of  his  face  for  something,  anything  to  let  her  know  that  he's  here,  with  her,  and  not  caught  up  somewhere  far  away.

                "  Siddiq-  "  She  says.  "  It's  okay...  whatever  it  is,  it's  not  really  there.  "  Holly  understands  that  it  was  at  one  point  in  time.  She  knows  that  he  probably  knows  she  still  offers  her  comfort  as  she  would  anyone  else.  The  good  doctor  takes  care  of  everyone  here,  but  who  would  take  care  of  the  good  doctor  ??  She  seems  to  have  taken  on  that  roll.

[godsdefied-archive]

@misshclly said: ❛  you don't need to apologize, i understand.  ❜

cheeks are flushed under the heat of her stare & the warm humid air. despite the self control he exercises, he still finds himself drowning in her eyes — blue like the ocean, sparkling like the stars above, & he has to remind himself to breathe. 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 & his hands quake until they find stability on her hips, ever so gently tugging her closer to him until their bodies collide. head bows just enough to rest his forehead on hers, eyes never breaking contact. he can’t help but wonder if him & holly finding each other was some act of mercy on him after all he’d done. he certainly didn’t deserve her [ . . . ] yet here she is & he would never take it for granted.

❛ 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. ❜ there's a faint smile beginning to pull at his lips, a short breath in & a sharp pain in his chest [𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊]. the nagging voice in the back of his head reminds him that mystra may simply smite him down for daring to DEFY HER, but holly was worth dying for. she was worth living for. in every lifetime, in every plane of existence, in every universe — he would defy every god known to man if it meant being with her even just for a moment. ❛ 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. & 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭. ❜

[misshclly]

                If  love  could  be  plastered  all  over  someone's  face,  it  would  be  all  over  hers.  Hearing  him  speak,  listening  to  those  words  made  her  heart  sing  in  ways  she  never  knew  it  could.  Holly  was  ready  to  accept  being  alone,  ready  to  accept  the  fact  that  no  one  would  care  for  her  the  way  she  would  care  for  them,  and  yet  here  he  is.  It's  funny,  though.  This  one  has  a  damn  ticking  time  bomb  in  his  damn  chest.  Holly  would  gladly  meet  her  demise  next  to  him  if  it  came  to  that.

                When  he  pulls  her  in,  eyes  close  for  a  moment.  Everything  else  he  said  goes  in  one  ear  and  out  the  other.  Her  mind  only  stops  at  'I'm  not  ready  to  die  yet'.  Of  course  that  makes  her  the  happiest  person  at  camp.  She  hadn't  known  this  man  very  long  and  yet  it  felt  like  she's  known  him  her  whole  life...  and  Mystra  be  damned,  she  will  do  everything  she  can  to  make  sure  he  lives  forever.  The  love  of  her  life.

                The  bard  stands  on  the  tips  of  her  toes,  lips  pressing  to  his  in  just  that  moment.  It  feels  like  that  kiss  lasts  a  life  time  to  her.  But  when  she  pulls  back,  the  woman  can't  help  the  huge  grin  across  her  face.  "  Good.  Because  I  don't  know  what  I'd  do  without  you.  "

[dogpawssss-deactivated20241204]

♡  @misshclly  ⸻  kurt  ‶ könig ‶  wagner

“You won’t tell anyone about me breaking down.” For Kurt heehee

he  doesn't  know  what  to  do,  not  in  the  slightest  —  guilt  washes  over  him  and  he  feels  like  he  witnessed  something  he  definitely  shouldn't.  his  relationship  with  holly  is  already  complicated  as  it  is,  and  now...  now  he  looks  at  her,  all  stressed,  unsure  and  anxious.  should  he  embrace  her,  should  he  step  away  and  leave  her  be  until  she  calms  down?

kurt  opts  for  the  first  option,  cautiously  approaching  holly  —  afraid,  like  with  a  stray  and  wounded  animal  —  one  wrong  move  and  all  their  trust  is  lost.

‶  'course  i  won't,  meine  sonne,  ‶  the  giant  assures  whilst  gently  rubbing  the girl's  back.  ‶  because  you  didn't  break  down,  right?  ‶

[misshclly]

                Yes    she    does.    Holly    breaks    down    more    than    she'd    like    to    admit.    Always    out    of    sight    of    others,    though.    She    let    this    one    slip.    The    Sergeant    wasn't    quite    sure    either,    but    when    he    does    wrap    his    arms    around    her,    she    remains    stiff    as    a    board.    Eventually    she    relaxes    into    his    touch.    Her    head    hardly    reaches    his    chest,    but    she    lays    it    where    she    can.    A    sigh    pushes    past    lips.

                What    would    she    do    without    this    man    ??    Sometimes    it    feels    like    her    world    would    fall    apart,    were    he    not    here.    All    ten    feet    of    him.    He    eases    her,    calms    her    anxiety.    Shouldn't    it    be    the    other    way    around    ??    

                "    No.    "    Head    shakes,    words    muffled    by    his    shirt.    "    I    don't    break    down.    I    never    have    and    I    never    will.    "    That    was    the    biggest    fucking    lie    she's    ever    told    anyone.

[misshclly]

hey ho i'm here to do drafts, it's only been 4 months heehee

like this if you wanna plot and i'll come 2 ur ims