#calamitylocked

[seabiscuit]

❛ if you're going, at least look me in the eyes and say goodbye. ❜

— to Charlie 🙃

@calamitylocked / @lightinsonder sent in a meme from a long time ago and a planet far far away--

The Howard heir stops. Stares. Studies. Sniffs in a sudden way that seems unassuming but speaks so much to the somebodies and someones that know him inside and out --

[ and Ashe has not sunken into his soul like Sugar has --- ]

" It isn't that simple --- !!! " he insists, Charlie's words colliding and sinking into the thick summer night air that suffocates them.

[freedomsbounty]

@calamitylocked asked: “What is 6.9?” To Fareeha 👀

The woman shifted from working on cleaning up her gear as she heard the questions. The handgun she carried was being cleaned with cloth and oil as she glanced up to spot Ashe. Raising a brow, she wondered what kind of question was as it didn't dawn on her to be much of anything. "What? What are you talking about?"

[mercymc]

@calamitylocked from Here

Perhaps as well, Angela grew a bit too attached to the most recent member of their team, but could one blame her? Ashe brought something new, fresh, even if sometimes it infuriated Angela at times it was a break from the monotony of tragedy that they tended to deal with daily. Whether or not the cowgirl knew, her presence wasnt just as harsh as the desert lands but with it brought a far brighter ray of sunshine with it.

" What kind of doctor would I be if I didn't accompany it with a good bedtime story? " Angela would gasp, feigning offense. " I take my job very seriously, and bedtimes are no laughing matter. " Of course, the semi serious composure couldn't be held and shed burst into a small fit of giggles, poorly hidden by a hand covering her mouth.

[thornyloved]

@calamitylocked asked: 8c — to Widow. | gif reference. | From here.

The aggressiveness of the kiss only barely hid its desperate intent - at least, on the assassins’ part. There’s a part of her that the ashen-haired woman managed to touch, nay, graze, with her lips - and it opened her mind to wanting a little more.

In honesty, it started off as a mild curiosity, her initial interest piqued in the weapon she handled, but soon moved beyond the rifle, to the hands that had masterfully cradled it, more so now that those hands cradle her waist.

She feels a moment of heat, flushing her blue-tinted skin with a hue she not seen in some time, and just a hint of whiskey that she savoured on her lips. Not her preferred drink, but the taste of it on this woman’s ruby lips could be enough to change her mind. In that moment, Amelie, loops her slender arms over the shoulders of her partner and shuddered softly as Ashe’s hands rose up.

[redridcr]

@calamitylocked - it's unintentional tension ; brown eyes dancing and unable to look in her direction. But, he still tries and takes his turn to speak without extending a hand ;

" Our parents know each other. "

[seabiscuit]

What up buttercup?

His brown eyes always look at her like that when she barges in ; blankly, like the wiring running between his brain has been burnt off. The Howard heir blinks once, twice, then a third time;

" The buttercups are up. "

" They've already bloomed for spring -- "

@calamitylocked

[seabiscuit]

@calamitylocked has been asking for attention---

( “I find her as intimidating as a basket of kittens.” )

Sugar Motta heard the remark as she hastily rounded the corner after the first introduction between herself and this new heroine. She had shown up as only Sugar Motta could; passionate and peppy, appearing in a sprightly pressed purple that contrasted against Ashe and her dauntless edges and angles. For first appearances and impressions, the Motta heiress held it in her head that all went well.

But then that comment, and all respect for the other woman was wiped clean.

( “I find her as intimidating as a basket of kittens.” )

It stayed stuck in the back of her mind - milling around. Loitering longer than it should. Rarely did Sugar let something so small stay with the stinger still in. And while Charlie and Sugar was something of silly business partners, they only rubbed shoulders every couple weeks. So it took another month or two before Ashe appeared in front of her again, and Sugar countered the unrecollected comment -

" I can see why Charlie likes you so much. You're like, really, really, pretty. But if you really think about it, I was here first. You were gone for almost forever. So maybe I'm not intimidating, But I'm still more important. "

[mercymc]

" I want to say I expected better from the both of you. . . . But I feel I this is about what I should have thought would happen. "