#c;willa

[rvlerofmyheavt]

“Open this door. It says, ‘danger, keep out’.” -- willa & cthulhu

Cthulhu looked at Willa. He leaned down near here. “William.” Cthulhu started. He cackled. “Danger means nothing to me.” The monster did a twirl. “If we die, we die.” The monster rubbed his hands. “We have to open it for sure.” 

Cthulhu opened the door, revealing the line of bats leaving the doorway. Cthulhu grabbed one of the bats. He looked at Willa. 

“Now we have an adventure and lunch.” Cthulhu said with a smile. 

@littlerxds

[thebianprophet-archive]

The moment he heard the knock he was on his feet. Slippers and cane treading the almost smooth floor of Apollo’s home. Tiresias didn’t want to guess who the vistor was. It wasn’t polite nor a good use of his power. But if he had to place a bet, it would either be Lawerence or Willa.  He let the door open, his head tilting towards the doorway. 

“Can I ask who is at the door?” He said in that gravelly but poite tone. 

@littleredhqs​

[rvlerofmyheavt]

❝ I am not really breaking any rules. ❞ -- willa & tiresias

Tiresias wanted to roll his eyes and walk off. But it was night time in a crowded square.That really wasn’t an option. Tiresias hummed in response. “I-” Tiresias wanted to help the other but some nights there really wasn’t a point. Tiresias reluctantly looked at the other with unseeing eyes. “Pass me the wine and I won’t tell anyone about that cocktail you made.” Tiresias reelented. 

@littlerxds

[rvlerofmyheavt]

[ drunk ] -- willa & tiresias ++

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

Tiresias sighed as he carried her from the tavern. How many drinks did Willa have? He assumed the normal amount. But maybe not tonight. She was mumbling some stuff but Tiresias only paid half attention. Unless she said something dire, that wasn’t important. 

“You’ll be okay.” Tiresias said, trying to navigate through the empty road.“You can conquer this drunknedness.” He paused. 

He finally reached the room and laid her gently. The seer sit on the bedside.Tiresias was going to stay there until she was sober. Even if it meant not sleeping himself. 

“You are stronger than you think.” 

[thebianprophet-archive]

🍪 (tiresias & willa)

🍪 – our muses bake cookies together

Tiresias poured the milk into the mix. The seer turned around to grab the vanilla extract from the fridge. He heard a faint laghter as he grabbed the ingredients. Tiresias sighed. 

“Did you do something to the batter?” Sias deadpanned not surprised at this point.  He took a small taste of the batter. “Himilayan Sugar.” He shrugged. It wasn’t the worst she can do “Very funny Willa.”  He laughed to himself. 

“I guess you can pour the batter onto the tray then?” He raised his eyebrow with a challenge.