#frccdomfell

[bytheanchorarchived]

“The price of freedom is high, it always has been. And it's a price I'm willing to pay. And if I'm the only one, then so be it.”

happy birthday!!! @frccdomfell

[owedbcttcr]

" I heard the dance hall is going to be packed tonight... " (your choice)

❝  HAVE  YOU?  ❞            BROW  FURROWING  INTO  TIGHT  RIDGES,  WHITE   stocking-covered  legs  crossed  as  the  new  nurse  leaned  back  into  her  chair.     That  precluded  wearing  the  new  rayon  dress;  the  beads  could  catch  awfully  on  something  and  a  crush  might  tear  it.     But  her  brief  reconsidering  of  her  plans  for  the  night  faded  away  as  her  gaze  lifted  to  the  man  across  from  her.     Hesitating,  she  played  with  a  french  fry,  pushing  it  across  her  plate.

❝  Will  you  be  alright?  ❞          Concern  spilled  over  into  the  soft  question.     While  she’d  seen  Steve  quite  a  bit  in  the  last  few  weeks,  she’d  offered  to  take  him  to  lunch  for  a  reason.      With  all  the  hubbub  of  her  graduation  and  the  ensuing  pell-mell  start  at  the  hospital,  she  hadn’t  been  able  to  catch  up.     With  the  pressure  of  such  a  question,  she  attempted  to  avoid  it,  but  ever  since  they  met  through  Bucky,  Connie  never  could  let  go  of  her  concern.     Now,  as  a  nurse,  that  only  worsened.          ❝  Not  that  I  think  you  shouldn’t  go,  ❞     hastily,  her  words  tripped  over  themselves,  hoping  to  not  give  offense,     ❝  But  I  hope  you’ve  thought  about  it.  ❞

Gaze  drifting  off  to  the  diner’s  windows,  looking  out  onto  the  frenetic  energy  of  the  borough,  her  lips  spread  into  a  bright  but  nervous  smile,  shaking  her  head  at  herself.     Steve  was  an  adult.     As  much  as  he  did  still  need  worrying  over,  that  was  a  bit  too  far.           ❝  I  think  I  now  owe  you  a  dance  for  that.  ❞

[calledelio]

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HE SITS, fingers picking at each other in anxiety, legs hanging off the crumbled wall of the abandoned church steve had found that has sort of become their spot. 

      ❝ i know i’ve been kind of--- off lately. i’m sorry. it’s nothing you’re doing,          i swear. ❞

[immcrtuos-a]

frccdomfell replied to your post: frccdomfell replied to your post But now...

Oh yeah raphael is still sad af. I imagine Ragnor close to tears on some nights with his finger hovering over the call button before he chucks the phone aside and lets one tear fall. YOU’RE WELCOME

oh wow you made it even worse! thanks!! 

[immcrtuos-a]

frccdomfell replied to your post

But now we know Ragnor isn’t dead, so he’s just not texting back lol. But he’s probably still getting them and reading them and shaking his head.

I mean yeah, but Raphael doesn’t know he’s still alive (right? i’m not caught up with the new books) so for him it’s still really sad :(

[stormweathered-arc1]

" pretty sure it's a diaper... "

NO

    ❛ Do I LOOK like a mewling infant to you ? Too many of you have never been to realms and times without your earthly conveniences, ‘TIS PLAIN.  ❜

[hcpefell]

( SECRET )

seduction starters | accepting

( SECRET ) arriving where they both agreed to meet in secret in the dead of night.

She knew she shouldn’t be seeing him; and that this all started for her to find a sort of reason to get him FIRED and yet here she was. She slipped into his car after making sure she wasn’t followed out of her friend’s apartment where she’d told everyone she would be staying that night, her eyes looking up to meet his as she CAUGHT her breath before leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek. “Just so you know, I’m missing GIRLS NIGHT for this,” she frowned at him a little, TEASING. “You better make tonight worth it.”