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stronglegsss:
“Because you’re talking to a native.” Not exactly untrue – even if Malia was native to the shrubbery and animals hidden beneath it more than actual human beings. “Plus you look confounded…I’m Malia, by the way.”
“I’m not.. Confounded.” Oh but yes she is. She’s absolutely confounded. In an area unknown due to her stupid witchy- -cupid powers. “I know exactly where I am, Malia.”
stronglegsss:
…except she wasn’t. It doesn’t take a genius or a werecreature with heightened senses to know that she? Popped up out’ve the damn ether. Brows furrow, as a finger lifts to jerk in the others direction. “Except you weren’t because I’d of heard you. Also? You’re not familiar to Beacon Hills.” Nailed it!
“...!!!” Dammit. A glance from side to side before the cupid is pushing herself up and dusting her jeans off. “How exactly do you figure I’m not.. Familiar to Beacon Hills?”
stronglegsss:
█║❝ stupid cupid.❞
“ you were not there two seconds ago.” she’d of smelled an approach and this particular part of the forest was thoroughly scented before malia disappeared into it’s depths. there’s nothing entirely off-putting other than her sudden appearance.
There’s an air of unfairness that the cupid feels. Never able to control the pull. her heart wrenching her body feeling weak. All before a final sight of pink and her body disappearing from it’s original location and to? The hell if she knows. It’s better than the middle of the pacific during graduation. “... I c o u l d have been?”
Prudence Johnna “PJ” Halliwell :)
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h2o mermaids, then & now: phoebe tonkin
Did she just…? A groan falls past Ariadne’s lips, going perfectly still as well as quiet, widening hazel eyes following emanation of the pink glow. Yeah… she can feel it, all of it.
Every last bit of overwhelming love that wraps around her heart and steals the breath from her lungs with a startling gasp.
She’s worn. Oh is she worn. Tired. Left completely exposed and broken, bare to Ariadne’s eye.
❛ I’m sorry. I don’t know what much more to say. ❜
❛Don’t… ❜ She’s already begun to shut down, emotionally. There was only so much one person could take. Prue’s made promises before, and broken not too long after.
It’s impossible to know just what the cupid feels for her anymore, everything’s so confused. About eighty-five percent of Ariadne wants to give Prue the benefit of the doubt. But…is it even worth it, anymore?
❛ I - I don’t know, okay? This push and pull thing you do is exhausting. ❜Yeah she feels, even willingly lends a palm to Prue’s cupid juju.
❛ Shut up. ❜ She can’t do this without concentration. Silence, and the light pink radiating from her hand. It gives insight to what the cupid feels, what the cupid’s thoughts are.
To share with someone not of her kind drains her, the pink glowing light radiating some red before it dissipates and leaves her leaning forward.
Angry tears well in her eyes, knuckles gone white from a vise like grip on bedsheets. It’s like someone’s punched a hole where her heart should be. This hurt felt endless. What she was willing to endure because the love born to Prue was… everything.
But how much more could she truly endure?
❛It isn’t fair to either of us, not just our relationship. I’m not.. it for you, Prue. We can’t keep doing this. ❜ I can’t keep letting myself be put through this. ❛I’m so in love with you I can't think straight. But I need someone who is willing to share themselves entirely with me. Not bits and pieces. ❜Exactly like what her parents shared.
❛ Ariadne -- ❜ This needs to end. Her hopeless self loathing that doesn’t need be, just has to stop.
Ariadne is the first she’s ever opened up to after... No. What she feels for Ariadne is more than anything she’s ever felt. It goes beyond love.
❛ You are. You need to believe me. Please. ❜ The cupid takes the brunette’s hand, pressing it to her chest and above her heart. ❛ Feel. Please. Let me show you. ❜
❛ You’re…Sorry? ❜ Another night spent alone, another night waiting for the woman she loves to at at least want to spend time with her. This redunancy was shattering the wolf’s heart.
❛Well…gee, how kind. Appreciating a romantic dinner you missed and not even bothering to be here to at least hold me while I sleep.❜ Pathetic, that’s what she is, pathetic and devastated.
Whatever entity that infected her months ago, stole her love and left her to rot was gone. The love was flowing, the connection there. Maybe she was saving Ariadne from a tragic end that could’ve been but this was no longer. There was no excuse.
❛ I... Should be opening up to you about everything and I’m not. It’s not fair to you and fair to us. ❜ Her words aren’t leading toward and intended breakup. But it’s something new, something better than her ‘sorry’s.”
❛i hope you realize and appreciate the time.❜ she sounds more like a mom, than a girlfriend right now. but this has become a habit, prudence coming home late, and more importantly ariadne going to bed without her.
❛ I’m... Sorry. ❜ promised and promised and promised. Broken one after the other. She doesn’t deserve Ariadne; not with the way she’s been acting lately. Her body dips into the mattress, tucking a leg underneath her as she sits beside the wolf. ❛ I do appreciate it... I’m working on it. ❜
❝they’re just surface wounds, prudence. ❞ everything else is hidden beneath clothing, and the shewolf winces when shuffling her aching body into their bathroom.❝nothing i didn’t handle.❞
❝ you could’ve called me. you should’ve called me. ❞ she pusses, hands coming to rest at the base of ariadne’s head. ❝ ari. tell me what happened. ❞
❝don’t fuss, PLEASE. ❞ she’s well AWARE of how fragile she is compared to prue, & just how SERIOUSLY her girlfriend takes her protection. ariadne WISHES prue hadn’t stumbled in before her accelerated healing kicked in. ❝it’s NOTHING. ❞
❝ Ari-- ❞ It’s the last image she expects to see from from her wolf. Careful steps and Prudence is pouncing on the brunette. ❝ What the hell happened? ❞
face claim change to odette.
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❝ Can't life be like skype? Available, busy, do not disturb and if I wanted to show you my breasts, I'd just call? ❞
