#crossedxpaths

[coronian]

@crossedxpaths​ || cont.

His question made her HESITATE. Fingers went to her hair on pure instinct, fingers gently clutching the golden locks near her face. She couldn’t tell anyone what her hair did. Mother said it was dangerous. She’d be taken away, she’d be used and ABUSED for her magic. Or worse...someone would cut it. Her gift had to be PROTECTED.

❝ Uhh, nope, never really had any experience with magic, ❞ she said and smiled. Releasing her hair, she quickly changed the subject. ❝ So ice and snow? That’s what you can create? ❞

[dragonriderastrid]

Welcome to the holiday season - Continued from here @crossedxpaths 『 ❝ less asking questions and more defending yourself. otherwise you're gonna lose. ❞ 』 the remark was made without hesitation, Hiccup tossing a newly made snowball up and down in his hand a few times before he proceeded to launch it towards her. it was a bit of a spur of the moment idea on his part, but one that he felt was necessary. all too often, Hiccup found himself far too busy to really have fun anymore. so whenever an opportunity arose, he was going to take it. 『 ❝ you're never too old for a good old snowball fight. come on... give me your best shot, Astrid. ❞ 』 she could only refuse his challenge for so long. he knew her well, after all. at least, he'd like to think so.

Astrid caught the snowball Hiccup had hurled her way, her reflexes as sharp as ever. A flicker of amusement crossed her face before she settled into her usual determined demeanor.

"Less talking, more aiming, Hiccup. I thought you said I should be defending myself" she shot back as she bounced the snowball from hand to hand , debating her next move.

She stepped forward, closing the distance between them just enough to hopefully make him second - guess his strategy.

"You know, you're never too old to lose to me in a snowball fight, either. And trust me, you're about to".

Without waiting for a response, Astrid threw the snowball with practiced precision, aiming straight for his chest. Before he could even process the incoming strike, she was already scooping up another handful of snow.

"Come on chief! Show me that leadership in action, or is talking your only weapon today?" she exclaimed with a grin. Though she wouldn’t admit it to Hiccup just yet, there was no denying the snowball fight was amusing - a welcome break from their hectic lives on Berk. It had been too long since they’d stolen a moment like this, just the two of them.

[dawnblxde]

@crossedxpaths - anna [plotted]

Usually when Noctis was about to teleport to a world, there was a certain amount of stress that flowed through him. This was because he didn't know where he would end up the first time he visited a new world. The location was always random. However in this moment there was no such stress, because he was about to teleport to a world he'd already visited before in the past during his lifetime.

Which meant he could choose where he ended up as long as he had either explored the world or met people from it. While Noctis hadn't had the time to explore this world on his previous visit, he had met multiple people from it. Now it was just about simply choosing which one of these people to sense, pinpoint and teleport to their exact location. The man at random chose a woman named Anna.

Noctis then teleported, disappearing from his current location and reappearing where ever the woman was in her world. When he arrived, he noticed that she wasn't in front of him. Which meant she was behind him. The man then carefully turned around and immediately noticed the difference in her appearance and her attire since they last met. He then investigation-like looked her up and down.

It had certainly been a while, no denying that. "Well would you look at you. What exactly have I missed?" Noctis curiously asked with a smile of respect appearing on his features as he was now looking at the woman directly.

[archive-double-knots]

      “Boys, please, you’re both pretty.” 

[waitlifted]

@crossedxpaths liked for a starter! (for Belle)

Cassandra winced and held her hand closed tight, close to her chest, as she reached the outskirts of the small village. She hadn't intended to stop here, but medical necessity had forced her hand, so to speak. Wobbling a little as she attempted to dismount Fidella with just the one arm, she attempted to flag down the first villager she saw. "Hey, sorry to impose, but do you guys have a medic or someone here I can see? I have an— issue." Hopefully the torn up glove wasn't causing any issue with contaminating the wound— it at least was better than taking it off and letting it bleed everywhere.

[elveswithoutearsmultimuse]

@crossedxpaths​ started following you

“Hey Antonio... we haven’t ‘met’ properly. With... everything that happened. And I left before you were born and- Well you get the picture. But I’m your tio Bruno.” 

[legendsncvcrdce]

Me: * sees the answer for the ask I sent* Did I wrong you another life? Did I wrong you in this life?

Aly: *cackles* No.

Me: Are you worried I'll wrong you in another life? Why would you do this to me?

Aly: Because it's fun and I love to see you suffer. *evil laugh*

[the-judge-of-bones]

@crossedxpaths​ continued from ASK

Talk about impromptu actions! He’s not sure what made him want to kiss the other (Well plenty of things that buzz around his skull when it was empty-), Maybe it was the long stressed rant, Maybe it was a long time coming, Maybe he just wanted to make the other feel better. At the very least it had gotten him to quiet down and he hadn’t pulled away, It only lasted a few moments but those moments had felt like a life time as he pulled back slightly. Cheekbones covered in bright purple. Finding himself speechless for a moment, he remedied this embarrassment by pulling sans into his lap and burying his skull against his hoodie.

A pair of purple hands appearing to sign in front of the skeleton.

‘i apologize! i have no idea what got into me, i thought..well i figured maybe it would be a welcome distraction from your stress, i don’t know why that’s the first thing i thought of, oh dear..’