Punch Card Dragon Writes

she/her | 30s | What if I get over my fear by just posting the process?

[punchcarddragon]

I'm going to WRITE THE THING and I'm going to PUT IT ON TUMBLR!

It is my hope that this will kill the fear of doing it wrong and out of order. Wish me luck?

Prose

emotionally intimate moment between Ketra and Teo

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Magali 2010

[punchcarddragon]

"hand" for OC kiss week (prompt response)

She kisses the palm of the wightwood and steel left hand—of his left hand—he feels it. Not the chapped texture, but the warmth of her lips.

"You're okay," she says. "I'm here, and I'm not going away. Not unless you want me to."

"What do you want?" The words come out rough, his voice hoarse with a week of more time in sleep than awake.

He expects her to smile. She doesn't. Her eyes are hard, and for a moment he thinks he's about to lose her. But instead: "I want to stay."

She says it with the intensity of her wightwood work, the focus that called searing light down on their enemies. The last thing he saw before his injuries took him: Ketra, or whoever she decided she was, eyes like lightning as the world around them burned. That focus, turned on him, frightens Teo a little. But more than fear, something in his chest uncoils, a fist he didn't realize was clenched around his heart loosening.