#didshine

[stormlit]

@didshine​​

        ❝ sorry, um, do i know you? i just---i feel like i’ve met you. ❞

[arborvitas]

       “Is...anything wrong?” There is definitely something off about their interactions tonight, and Julia’s not sure why. Usually her Fereldan lessons were awash with playful looks and flirtatious banter, but not this time. “You seem a little...not yourself.” She hopes she knows him well enough now to say so. 

@didshine​ just because!!! 

[thanflowers]

       “i doubt they’ll figure out our plan, since we can barely understand it ourselves.”

@didshine​ — call.

[heartsdefine-a]

       “What exactly do you need with a Thunderbird heart?” 

@didshine​ coz i must! 

[shekindnessmoved]

[honnleathrose-a3]

@didshine​. balfour ;

            THEY WENT IN CIRCLES ABOUT IT FOR A little while, so rosalie wasn’t entirely sure what he needed help with anymore, but she knew that she definitely needed HIS help so that was an opportunity for business. the road to solitude was a long one --- even longer than when she started after getting turned around so much to avoid the more dangerous situations.

            ❝ explain to me again what you need help with? i will help you, i assure you. i’m just not sure what i, personally, can do for you. ❞

            once she understood that, she could make her own proposal to him. he looked capable, and like someone who wouldn’t cross any boundaries and make her UNCOMFORTABLE. 

[stormlit]

@didshine​ sent 💬 for a generated starter

        ❝ could--- ❞ what are they doing? all this time they spend together --- even if it’s not all happy, even if sometimes it’s the middle of the night and one of them’s staving off tears --- where is it going? perhaps more importantly, what is she doing? because georgie likes him. really, properly likes him, when she said she wasn’t going to get her heart involved, anymore. when she’s afraid of being hurt all over again, when she’s still healing. and yet...if they’re not hanging out, she’s thinking about him. and stupidly, optimistically, georgie wants more. 

        she looks down, and his hand is near enough to take. she doesn’t.  ❝ could you be happy here with me? ❞

[stormlit]

@didshine​​

        ❝ you’re not gonna cook that, are you? ❞ ask a stupid question; he’s holding some kind of meat and a pot. he’s gonna cook it, and probably kill them all.  ❝ let me. please. i beg you, don’t cook. ❞