Millie watched as Delia lit the cigarette she'd placed between her lips. Delia looked like a perfect marble statue in the bright moonlight. Her jet-black hair, shiny like an onyx, illuminated her battered-but-still-beautiful face. She'd changed out of her performance dress, into her mother's old outfit, and it hugged her muscular body so tightly. How would it feel to be held so close to Delia?
Millie's hand scooted closer to Delia's on the guardrail. She thought of her friend, standing on the Moth and Flame's stage, ringed in light, glowing like an angel, with the voice of one to boot. Her friend… oh, how she wantd so much more. But how could she tell her?
Their pinkies touched, and Delia glanced at her, but didn't move her hand away. "What's up?" she asked, smoke cascading around her face. "You've got a funny look on your face."
Millie blinked, her face uncomfortably warm. "Um…"
"C'mon, spit it out." Delia leaned closer, the embers of her cigarette a sparkle in her eyes. A tiny smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"It's…" Shit. Millie shook her head, as if it would help clear her mind. Instead, she felt more muddled. "It's nothing. You've got too much on your plate right now."
Delia's eyes remained fixed on her, and Millie felt her resolve withering. "I just… I was thinking to when I saw you perform, and how pretty you looked. And how when I got here and saw you all beat up in that bed, I was so worried I'd never get to hear you sing again." Millie stared straight ahead. Her throat felt tight, and her ribs ached from the hammering of her foolish little heart.
"Millie…" Delia turned to her, stepping closer, and Millie suddenly felt unbearably dizzy. "Do you have something you want to tell me?"
I love you, Millie thought, her ears ringing. But she couldn't speak.
"Well, I've got something I want to tell you," Delia said.
She'd never realized just how quick Delia was. In one graceful movement, she swept Millie up into her arms and — kissed her.
All the world went quiet. Millie's fingers curled around Delia's suspenders, as if to keep her standing. Delia's kiss was so gentle, and her arms so strong… is this what heaven was like, complete with her very own angel? Millie pressed herself against Delia's sturdy body, and fully surrendered herself to love.
"Don't go running off on me again, okay?" Millie managed to murmur when they broke the kiss for air. "I… I don't know if I could live without you, Del."
"I'll be careful."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Millie stole one more kiss, tugging on Delia's suspenders so she leaned down once more. "I love you, Del."
TAG YOUR MOOTS AND MAKE THEM EXPLAIN THEIR USERNAMES LORE
Starting with me:
Hyyl18 because when i was youngest i had a group in a random app with some friends and i didnt knew qhat username to use so i decided to create one with things i used to read since we were talking abt fanfic in this group so: Hot Yaoi Yuri Lemon +18 stuff (i was in my dirty era dont dare to judge me). Hyyl18 thats it. Now i use it everywhere yay
@patroclus-is-the-bigger-person @b4rty-r0s13r-w1ll-fck-y0ur-m0m @cuntyteardrop @glassesgirlies @leninthestarlight @bardorsomethinglikethat anyone else who wanna join tbh yay
At my school there was a classroom full of rubber ducks, which sparked my love for the little guys (I have like 10 but I wanna get more). So it became kind of a thing for my family to call me Ducky and say that I was collecting my siblings. So when I made a [tumblr] account I used that nickname! The doesstuff part comes from the fact that I am indeed doing stuff right here on [tumblr]!
The "Clueless" aspect comes from my personality; I can be pretty oblivious to things so I made it part of my username to originally punch down on it but I've embraced it after finding out I was highly likely to be autistic (unable to get an official diagnosis for a few reasons). I'm not gonna understand or catch certain cues the first time and that's fine :).
The "Spector" aspect comes from my love of ghosts and the horror genre, and the spelling using "O" instead of an "E" is because at the time I was a huge fan of Moon Knight which has a character named Marc Spector and I thought that was the coolest last name ever :P.
I would ask how u got your username but I kinda already suspect ^^ (PLAY TREPANG2 ITS SO PEAK Y'ALL)
Ehhh my username lore is pretty lame - thinking of changing my username haha. I used to play quite a bit of Team Fortress 2 when I was younger and I mained the Heavy Weapons Guy. One of the items you can unlock as the Heavy is the 'Sandvich'.
I also eat a lot of sandwiches because they're simple to make and very customisable. The change in spelling is because I was trying to be hip and cool (failed).
Xander is still sleeping when Millie comes back to bed. He rolls over with a soft groan, the fine baby hairs on the nape of his neck exposed. They're strawberry blonde and impossibly fine, utterly precious. Millie crawls into bed behind him and kisses them, as gently as she can, so as not to wake him.
It's no use — he's such a light sleeper — but he chuckles quietly when he realizes what Millie's doing. "Mornin'," he mumbles, turning his head slightly.
"Good morning." Millie kisses across his shoulders, running her fingers over his bicep then down over his forearm. "Stay still. I'm busy."
"Doin' what?"
"Loving on you." She wraps her arms around him and lays back down. "I'm gonna be the big spoon for a bit, okay?"
"Mmm, alright."
Millie peppers kisses on his upper back and neck. "I love you," she whispers, squeezing him a little tighter.
"I love you too, sweet mousey."
Her heart melts. Sweet mousey, she thinks, savoring the sound of his voice. It's lower, with a thicker accent, when he's sleepy. Millie rests her cheek on his shoulder and breathes in deep. There's a faint touch of cologne still on his skin: black cardamom, cedarwood, and vanilla, he'd said. The mix of it with his natural scent and the lingering cigar smoke caught in his auburn hair is heaven. Home.
His once-sinewy body is a bit squishier now. Millie's insisted on fattening him up after the starvation in the city. Poor thing — you could see his ribs. Instinctively, her fingers curl over his ribs, and she's relieved to find a layer of fat covering them. He relaxes fully into her touch, already back asleep.
Oh, her heart could break. To be so trusted, to be so loved… Millie's eyes flutter shut to avoid joyful tears (they come anyway) and she drifts off to sleep, with Xander tucked safely in her arms.
a big part of the reason Xander is drawn to me in the first place is that I treated him like I would anyone else. I don't put him on a pedestal, I'm not hostile to him for being not from Gloomwood. He's just Xander to me. And very quickly he realizes he wants to be my Xander.
I’ve sorta just been feeling really bad lately, like I’m the third wheel in everyone’s life and I’ve never really been anyone’s first pick. Sometimes I feel like if I disappeared, nobody would even notice unless their first choice was gone and they needed someone else to replace them until they came back .. With Leorio…I like imagining that he chooses me first always … at least in a romantic context XD. (Cause I’m not his only friend obviously and his other friends are AMAZING and my friends too) I just want to be his first and only romantic choice because I love him so much and I hope he feels the same. Aaaa my Lele. My Oreo cookie boyfriend. Sniffles :’}💞
Sorry if this comes off kinda possessive shshs. I don’t mean any harm. I’m just comforting myself since I’m extremely insecure.🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻