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astreetratinkirkwall fightforyourpeace itbegan
"Is there something I can help you find?" It wasn't often that Ena found herself loitering around the main gate. However, this particular soul had seemed a tad bit confused, so she thought it only proper to ask the question of them. After all, she didn't recognize them, and who was to say?
True Facts About Averill & Rufio the Cuttlefish
AKA: Me on my way to steal astreetratinkirkwall's headcanon that the mermaids in Neverland call Averill & Rufio "cuttlefish" on account of the male cuttlefish's talent for making itself look female. A reference nobody understands except for the mermaids and they probably think that's utterly hilarious.)
♝
♝: reading a book together
The fire pops and crackles, competing with the chirping of crickets and croak of frogs. There hasn't been much time to read lately, but with Averill asleep, now is as good a time as any. His wards will tell them if there's anyone in the proximity.
He only manages to get a few pages before she's bolt upright, screaming, eyes wild from a nightmare, and in an instant Garrett has a hand over her mouth and the other on her shoulder. Much as he wants to comfort her, the danger is real, and he can't risk animals or people finding them. After a few moments she nods slightly, calmed, and he settles back on his heels.
"You okay?"
"Mmhm."
"Alright. Go back to sleep."
"Wait--!"
"What?"
"I..."
Both of them fall silent and finally Garrett releases a deep breath and gestures her closer. "Come here. Read with me. This'll put you to sleep."
She hesitates only a moment before scampering over and plopping down beside him, but Garrett scoops her up with a hand on her waist and plunks Averill's small form down in his lap. Arms around her, he can keep her warm against the chill while reading. They're quiet for a while before he realizes she's just staring at the pages.
"You can't read can you--"
"I can read!"
"No, you can't. This is a spell book. You'd be drooling and upright if you could understand it."
"Tha--"
"Quiet and I'll teach you."
They sit like that for the rest of the night, with Garrett going over the alphabet and finding Averill to be an exceptionally bright student. He's taught others to read before, so this is nothing new to him, and he's patient with her, even when she's half asleep and can hardly sit up straight. Eventually she falls asleep and Garrett goes about taking down the camp, tucking the book into her bag rather than his, so she can start up again when she wakes. For now, however, he'll carry her, and take care of the both of them.
|| But is he a slightly bad hobo baby or a very sad hobo baby? (I'm so sorry I couldn't stop myself) ||
omFG
I'm laughing too hard to answer.
"Will you be quiet?!" the goddess snarled, her head still inclined towards the ground as she listened to the conversation taking place above their heads, "If I don't hear what they're saying, grave things will happen."
"Someone punched me in the face and my sense of direction got a little goofed up!"
astreetratinkirkwall || ⎣ supermegafoxyawesomeprompts ⎤
“Were you expecting an apology?”
|| Anon is for the weak. Your Rufio is absolutely amazing, just in concept alone but your application makes it so much greater. Your Rufio well and truly is a lost boy with all that entails. Like, I literally cannot say enough good things about your portrayal, you bring such a unique Rufio to life so well. You took the very meaning of what it is to be a lost boy and spun it on it's head, deconstructed it, and then made it work. ||
Anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal.
Another case where I don’t really know how to respond to the thing except to say thank you and hERE’S HOPING I LIVE UP TO THESE HEINOUS COMPLIMENTS OMG.
astreetratinkirkwall
❝You shouldn't be scurrying around this late..! It's no time for children to be awake..❞ she sounded like her mother.. she needed to stop doing that fast again.
