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@pridemade-blog
concertomuses.
Hector grumbles resentfully, folding his arms across his chest. “Okay fine I missed you–”
“that’s what i thought. now was that so hard?” he gently teased as he leaned in and gave the other a small kiss.
“but seriously what are we going to do about your shirts?”
concertomuses:
“I didn’t– I never said I missed you! I just said you were my impulse control.”
“oh you didn’t? what a pity, i was going to give you a kiss for my return but if you didn’t miss me then there’s no need for that, now is there?”
concertomuses:
“Clearly because you’re my only source of impulse control, Quirin. You should know this.”
“two. days. it was only two days, can you really not behave yourself for that long?”
“if you missed me so terribly love you could’ve just said so.”
“hector why are...why are all of the sleeves to your shirts cut off. darling i was gone for two days.”
* @concertomuses
“Whether or not you can handle yourself is besides the point. I know how capable you are, believe me.”
His unease came from a place of caring. Worry etched its way onto his face at he looked at Adira. He wanted to put Hector in his place for how he acted-rude and disrespectful and arrogant. It boiled his blood, the knowledge that he had to serve by such a man.
“Never mind my status. That’s not nearly as important. A title is just that but you’re my friend, which is worth infinitely more.”
* @shadowweirdo
Please just let the dark kingdom squad just...relax and have a nice day
Quirin is nothing but stress at this point
i can’t believe that flashback ended before we got to see quirin push hector away from adira and tell him to never touch her again
Off to work but like/rb this for a young(er) Quirin starter (set before the canon events)
My headcanon that tiny teen Quirin had a pet rabbit has no basis whatsoever other than the fact that I think it’s cute
Her name was miss flapjack and she was both Huge and Vicious to anyone who wasn’t Quirin (and to a lesser degree adira and Edmund)
Off to work but like/rb this for a young(er) Quirin starter (set before the canon events)
* hurt prompts
‘ are you bleeding? ’
‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’
‘ where does it hurt? ’
‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’
‘ how did you get that black eye? ’
‘ you should see the other guy. ’
‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’
‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’
‘ i’ll get some ice. ’
‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’
‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’
‘ what’s wrong with you? ’
‘ you can barely stand. ’
‘ did you throw the first punch? ’
‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’
‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’
‘ at least bandage it. ’
‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’
‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’
‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’
‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’
‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’
‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’
‘ what happened to you? ’
‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’
‘ are those bandages? ’
‘ you need stitches. ’
‘ look out for that tree branch. ’
‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’
‘ lean on me. ’
‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’
‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’
‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’
‘ lie down. ’
‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’
‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’
‘ wake up! wake up! ’
‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’
‘ look at your face! ’
dreamingunderthestxrs / son.
@pridemade plotted a starter
Being a vampire sure wasn’t easy. Sure, you could deal with all the blood cravings and with the right help, could learn how to fly pretty easily. But nothing had prepared Varian for this moment. No, it wasn’t a new power or anything. But his new set of fangs were starting to grow in, and to say they hurt was an understatement. It was hard to concentrate on anything, even alchemy, with this discomfort.
raising a son who also happened to be a creature of the night was the opposite of easy. parenthood was hard enough as it was, with varian’s condition things became infinitely harder. he loved his son more that life itself, would do anything to protect him, he just wished he understood what was going on.
quirin entered varian’s room soon after he heard the rustling and grunts of discomfort, a small brown object in hand.
“varian? i brought you something i think might help. i heard in an old wives tale that gnawing on the bark and sap of a certain tree could ease the pain.”
he presented the slab of bark, coated in a light layer of gum like sap, to his son.
“try it for me. it might help.”
i dont think i was ever whole in the first place.
lots of what we see of quirin is just...him trying his best. being calm and passive but trying to look out for others. the more strong, sensitive, and silent type
i can’t believe that flashback ended before we got to see quirin push hector away from adira and tell him to never touch her again
“remembering when he was 20 and brilliant and bold.”
“and i was so young and so dumb.”
Due to personal reasons I will be disappearing under mysterious circumstances
