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[crimsonwolf715]

WIP Wednesday Thursday

Didn’t even open my laptop yesterday so I did zero writing (did art tho, might post some later). So WIP Wednesday is a day late, my bad. Wasn’t tagged or anything, just remembered to do it. This is heavily inspired by "Eight Little Talons". @tkwritesdumbassassins convinced me to read it and I'm obsessed.

So without further ado, my tidbit for you all:

Nothing like not sleeping the night before an important meeting with the First Talon to throw one off. Viago dozes off as Caterina informs everyone of the plans to deal with what’s left of the Antaam. Teia gets to sleep in since House Cantori’s responsible for relief efforts. So of course she keeps him up the one night this week that he has something to attend to. 

“Does everyone understand the plan?” Caterina asks, snapping Viago back to reality. 

Everyone’s nodding, so he does the same. She nods, so they start dispersing. He puts his head back into his hands. 

I promised Teia that I would meet her here. 

His eyes start drooping closed the minute that the noise dies down. He picks his head up and gives it a gentle shake, trying to wake himself up. 

“You should learn to say no to Teia,” Lucanis’ voice says from behind him. 

He turns and Lucanis has two cups of coffee. Lucanis puts one down in front of him and sits down next to him. He pulls the head off of his cane and puts three drops of the concoction that tests for most poisons in. Lucanis doesn’t comment, just drinks his own coffee. When nothing comes up, Viago drinks the coffee in one go. The look that crosses Lucanis’ face can only be described as someone who saw something unholy being done and chose judgement. 

“Did you even…?” 

“Taste it? No, that was the point. You brew coffee that leaves much to be desired.” 

Lucanis huffs. “I’ll give you the notes from the meeting later,” he says as he gets up. 

“Thank you?” Lucanis walks out of the room and Viago puts his head back into his hands, trying to keep his eyes open while waiting for the caffeine to hit. 

“You look tired, Viago,” the silk smooth voice of Teia Cantori says, ringing in his head. 

He picks his head up and she’s perfectly put together with a Cheshire-Cat grin. “Oh, don’t play coy with me. We both know why I am tired.” 

“Try some coffee, handsome. It does a world of good.” 

She sits down next to him, her hand sliding up his thigh. He grabs her arm with the hand closest to her, pulling it up to gently kiss her wrist. He feels her pulse quicken, which makes him laugh softly. She pulls her arm away to pinch his arm. He flinches away and she laughs breathlessly. 

“Ah,” Viago whispers just loud enough that she can catch it, “I’ll never get over being able to make you breathless.” 

She rolls her eyes, but her smile stays firmly in place. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over it either.”

I (no pressure) tag @moonlight0934 @unchartedperils

[reikodashi]

winter is too cold and summer is too hot we cannot win

[toshidou]

haven't been able to get ghost or price off my brain all day, which has been inconvenient considering the content of said thoughts is absolutely not appropriate for the workplace

[entamewitchlulu]

does anyone else ever have dreams where like. they're not nightmares really. they have conflict and danger and sometimes scary bits but it's more like they're just like, a convoluted narrative. like you're experiencing an entire ass episode or chapter of something. and you wake up and it's not like you're upset by them or disturbed you're just....fucking tired cause you just went on a whole ass zombie adventure in your sleep and now you have to go to work, too?

[thecoolertails]

should i keep watching scooby-doo mystery incorporated even though scooby just asked shaggy if he was *CHEATING ON HIM* after he saw him and velma kissing

yes, it's all worth it i prommy

no, the hype is unearned. be free and do something better with your time

he WHAT

Voting ended onFeb 3, 2023

[arcadia-city-stories-if]

It’s 2am and for the first time in weeks I’m actually tired enough to fall asleep at a humane hour... and I can’t because something outside is beeping (and has been ALL DAY) in the far distance and it is. All. I. Can. Hear.

[babbles-of-the-bicorn]

The inside of my head is made of layers that go like this:

I’m bi

I’m straight and faking for attention

No, I’m bi

Oh my god what if I’ve just been a lesbian this whole time

I’m bisexual???

I’m literally just a straightie wanting attention

Bi. Ur bi stupid.

Am I a lesbian tho??? Or maybe ace???

B-I-S-E-X-U-A-L

And at the center is bubblegum.