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[islewrecked]

@clippcr​

“Hypothetically, if someone poisoned me, would you give me the antidote or leave me to suffer because I deserve it for being an asshole?” Harry was fairly positive that Evie didn’t really poison him and that if she had, it wouldn’t be bad enough to kill him, but he’d already thrown up three times that morning and while certainly he could have asked some fancy Auradon royal physician to look him over or some shit like that, he’d rather go to Lani if he actually had to talk to someone. “Or would you give me the antidote while telling me I’m an idiot?”

[tideridera]

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ft.  @softbrawn  &  @clippcr

[islewrecked]

@clippcr said: ❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

"So no talking, huh?" Harry muttered as he threw an arm around Lani's shoulders and tugged, her body a line of heat where they pressed together. "Guess that works. I'm not too good at the talking part, not unless it's promising to stab someone for you." Lani didn't need him for that, she could bench press Harry and poison anyone she wanted, Harry wasn't doubting Lani's ability to take care of herself, but they were crew and that meant sometimes supporting each other, be it in attacking people or just keeping it together.

Or falling apart.

Resting his chin on top of Lani's head, Harry sighed and stroked along her arm, wondering if the scent of earth was his imagination. "Don't worry, Lani, I've got you. Not going anywhere."

[islewrecked]

@clippcr said: “ would you just sit still? you’re gonna get an infection if you don’t let me clean this up. ”

"I don't get infections, infections get me," Harry muttered petulantly, shooting Lani a dark look as whatever concoction she poured on him burned the entire length of the slice along his chest. Lucky he wasn't stabbed through the heart, fortunate they hadn't gone after an organ, Harry knew the spiel, just like he knew the dangers. Going after someone's insides was Harry's favorite form of attack and not knowing math didn't mean he was clueless about how close he came to being in real trouble.

All his organs and intestines and the rest of that was still inside inside him, his bones were roughly in place (having your shoulder popped back into place never got any better) all he was missing was a little blood. He was fine.

Okay. Maybe it was a lot of blood, maybe he felt woozy, but so what? If he fell over, at least Lani was strong enough to pick him back up and if he passed out, she wouldn't be complaining about him moving, so it would be a win for her. "I'm fine, nothing a nap won't fix. You just like to fuss and stab me with needles." Harry accused, ignoring the way he was swaying.

[heldstarsmoved]

* A LITTLE LIFE PROMPTS

@clippcr​ said: ‘ it’s not your fault. ’ / rory briggs

expression changes just slightly, gaze flickering down to the floor. her fingers pull at the edges of her shirt because she doesn’t feel like communicating right this second. especially because it does feel like it’s her fault. people were hurt because of her and there’s nothing else to it. she opened her mouth and bad things happened. there’s no way to go around that, is there? she sighs very softly, looking upward. it feels like my fault. who’s fault would it be, if not mine?

[heldstarsmoved]

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@clippcr​ said: ❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞ / astrid bjorgman

gloved hands wrap around the mug and she sniffs at the liquid, brows furrowed in confusion at the statement. she’s not sure why any drink would be bitter. why would they be made to be bitter? doesn’t that take the joy out of a drink? “what kind of drink is it?” she asks, tilting her head curiously at the other. thumbs rub over the ceramic of the mug and she leans back slightly. 

[islewrecked]

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[prognatae-a]

@clippcr​ sent  “ you need to slow down. ” / for jonas 

      while that is definitely true, and he should, by all accounts listen to his doctor, he’s not much for slowing down. even if that had resulted in him nearly clotheslining himself on a rope. “ i’ll be more careful! ” he promises, already walking away from her and towards his next job, hoisting a box of supplies up off the docks where it was waiting and then carrying it back onto the ship, setting it down next to noelani and nudging her arm gently. “ but, i gotta get back to the stall before sundown, so slowing down isn’t an option. ”