#echoofanaugur

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Whoa.

Not every day a sensation like that came over him.

He stumbled, but he didn’t notice; one of his men, Tullk, caught him before he fell. He was asking Yondu what was wrong, what happened - but Yondu couldn’t hear him. All he could hear was a ringing silence.

It felt cold. Serene, but wrong. Powerful. Old. He was drawn to it, and yet wanted to run far, far away. The sound of his own breathing was amplified; unnatural, his senses whispered to him insistently.

Oblivious to Tullk’s attempts to rouse him from his trance, the Centaurian started to scan the area in an attempt to locate the source of the ethereal power. His eyes came to rest on a woman, not far from where he stood, held up by his loyal crewman. 

Unnatural. Unnatural. The same thought crossed his mind again and again, brow furrowing as his muddled mind tried to make sense of it all. Had he a clearer mind, he would have cursed his damn Centaurian abilities and been on his merry way.

But, he wasn’t. All he could do was stare in awe and hiss out the words,

“Who the hell are you...?”

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“the hell’re you supposed to be?” he didn’t take kindly to strangers, especially ones who intruded on his workshop when he was taking a well-deserved nap. with a grunt, he slipped out of his hammock, scratching at his bare chest. “tailor’s closed, come back later.” that was a lie, yondu’d flay him for shirking his one job on this ship. but he needed a nap. 

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          “and i’m endin’ it.” yondu quickly answers, looking down at the body. of course he’d started it. his men, they weren’t bright stars, and they had the typical mindset of men too. a bad combo for sure. “get back to the ship.” a growl towards the writhing man. hell, he probably deserved it. “killin’ my men, or tryin’ to, that don’t fly well with me darlin’.”

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     “-- Do I want to know?” 

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❝ Oh dear, what an awkward situation. ❞

Sleeping Beauty Sentence Starters

His calculations lately have been full of errors, plans succeeding only by the skin of his teeth and with his uncanny ability to bullshit on the spot.But there’s not enough bullshit in the world to salvage an occasion and Taniel knows he’s done for when he feels the itch along his spine, the tickling of his stupid tattoo pricking itself into the soft skin, aching in between his vertebrae.He hadn’t held on to the shapeshifter long enough or he’d spent too long on the sub or or or or.

All the same, where once a sort-of pretty blonde girl shopped along in the small magic shop, now Taniel stands, towering at his full height of six feet one inch, the breezy white summer dress with pink polka dots now embarrassingly short.Or, what might have been embarrassingly short for someone else, someone who possessed any sort of shame.

Taniel, on the other hand, shrugged.

“We all do what we’ve gotta, don’t we, sweetheart?”

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[ if you mean hugh jackman ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it and i spent the whole ending credits gross hiccup-sobbing: yes. i am dead the mun is a ghost. ]

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echoofanaugur a réagi à votre billet : that awkward moment when you’re so used to yondu’s...

//*In too deep by Sum 41 starts playing.*

so real. too real. my life summed up by this reply.