#c; lang

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@faithiiisms | cont.

     The fact she wasn’t speaking worried him. Maybe it wasn’t the right time. Maybe he should’ve waited, like he planned. Lang had gotten impatient, and the proposal wasn’t going quite as he thought it would.

     She hadn’t said anything. Oh, God. He was doing this wrong.

     He looked down at the box in his hand, prying it open. He would’ve gotten silver, but seeing as how he was ‘allergic’ to it, he opted for platinum. It wasn’t very flashy, something simple but still pretty, with a single diamond setting. He hoped Faith liked it. He began to ramble, not thinking about the words coming out of his mouth, just saying something, anything to fill the quiet.

     “I got a ring. It’s not a big thing and I’ve been carrying it around for a while, kind of just waiting and maybe it’s not the right time and maybe it is--”

     When Faith spoke, his head snapped up, staring at her. “Was that--? Yes? You said yes.” Lang’s face broke out in a wide smile. “Yes!”

     His arms went around her, picking her up as he embraced and kissed her.

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@starkmatriarch | gets a random starter

When he caught the scent of another wolf, he froze. Fear spiked, running through his veins like ice water, numbing his extremities and effectively freezing him where he stood. 

Instinct told him to flee, but he didn’t move.  Too many precious seconds were lost. It took too long for Lang to find his voice. 

“I should--I’m--I’m in the wrong place...” 

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@meekisnotweak | liked for a Lang starter

He scented Lori rather quickly. There was no way the Grassfolk could hide from him. “I know you’re there. You don’t have to hide.”

There was a short pause. Lang chewed on the inside of his cheek before he offered, “I have food?”

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@thewiccanmechanic

The weather was changing and there was the scent of rain in the air. An overcast sky only confirmed what Lang knew--it was going to rain soon. Until then, he planned on enjoying the weather.

He stepped out onto the front porch where Aiden was. Stepping up behind her, he slipped his arms around his mate, nestling his chin on her shoulder. He breathed in the warm scent of her, hands resting on the roundness of her belly. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.

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@perfectdespair | liked for a Lang starter

“Hey.” He gave Lizzy a small nudge, but when she didn’t wake with that, he scooted closer. Pressed against her back, he nuzzled the back of her neck, breathing in the scent of her hair. “Hey. It’s time to get up. You wanted me to wake you,” Lang murmured.

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@faithiiisms | cause we gotta

He had a name once. The wolf didn’t really think about it any more, how he’d once been human. It was easy to forget. For all he knew, he may have only been wolf. Being human might’ve been a dream.

It seemed to come to him with more and more clarity since the female human had moved into the old cabin. She was the first human he’d seen in a very long time, and he’d been cautious, wary. For the longest time, he avoided her, never coming close at all. Curiosity finally had him venturing forward. Each day he was a little braver, a little bolder. Little by little, he began to trust her.

He fell into a routine. He’d show up at mid-day, when he was certain she’d be awake and around. He’d sit near the steps leading up to the porch until she came out.

And that was where he was now, thinking for the first time in two years, more coherent thoughts that he’d been human.

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Lang yawned, then flopped onto his side. Nap time?

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@perfectdespair (x)

Well, there it was. It wasn’t how he’d wanted to tell her. There was no doubt that Lang loved her. He never denied it or skirted around the emotion, but he’d never said it. And it was something he would’ve much rather have said without the tinge of their dispute tainting it. He wasn’t ashamed of it, only wanted Lizzy to hear it without the shouting.

He didn’t even know what they were fighting about anyone more. One little thing had turned into another, and another, but all the fight was gone from him now, and he deflated, letting out a breath of air.

“Of course I love you.”

There was a difference in knowing it and saying it. And saying it again, in that quiet voice, made it all the more real.