#galaxytracer

[mvxnn]

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🧡 to hold my muse & run your fingers through their hair , accepting ; @galaxytracer

   Her head tilted back slowly when she felt the familiar arms wrap around her from behind. The morning was cold , much colder than normal. And it only seemed reasonable Taeha would reach for her in an attempt to warm them both. She reached blindly for the heavy quilt they slept with before pulling it up and over their shoulders. They had nothing important to do for the day , so it gave them all the excuses they needed to hide away from the world. " Morning .. " She murmurs , sighing as she allowed her body to relax back against his form. She didn't expect the other to respond , knowing that her words had been heard and that was good enough for her. But his hand brushed along her hair , giving her all she needed to fall back asleep.

[moonshinaes]

simping softness prompts.

izzie looks over at griva with a small chuckle leaving her lips, shaking her head. "that's what people say and then --- one day, they'll hit you with a message saying 'remember that favor i did for you?'" she goes, her trust issues immediately hitting. izzie wants to trust people and bring them into her life, but she's not so sure. as her fingers fiddle with each other, she gives a light sigh, trying to conjure up words that wouldn't ensure the other leaving her. "griva, you're very kind. but if you want me to repay this favor, i'll do it." her eyes are centered on the other, promising her words, something she never breaks. of course, izzie wants the other to know that she'll be there for her --- whenever she needed it, like griva was there for her. / @galaxytracer​

[sittingonit]

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"Angel! Angel! Wake up, you damn thing..." Crowley knocked on the door with urgency. "I've got some news to share," he'd have zapped himself inside long time ago, had it not gone out of fashion a good two years ago.

“I wasn’t sleeping! Sleeping is your thing, my dear—” The protest faded into a little pout as he climbed down the impossibly tall staircase inside his impossible bookstore with the impossible collection. Hey, he never said being an angel didn’t come with certain perks.

The rugs absorbed his hurried footsteps before he opened the door to reveal his friend. Crowley’s sunglasses seemed particularly shiny today—Aziraphale fancied he could see his own reflection in them. His bowtie needed fixing. The angel hummed, did just that, and beckoned the demon to come in.

“Well, Crowley, what news do you have to share with me?” He tucked his thumbs on the pockets of his waistcoat. “Ooh, would you like some tea? Wine?”

[fructosellie]

“Oh! I didn’t know you were coming to visit because I.... I don't have anything decent in that fridge except for… cream puffs that I made yesterday” It was meant to fulfill his craving and he wasn’t expecting anyone in this short break since most of his friends went back to their hometown. “But come in! How have you been?”

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[moonshinaes]

simping softness prompts.

delilah looks over at the bag of snacks and drinks, then looks back at him with a wide smile, almost wanting to hug him, but she doesn't. she doesn't want to get him sick, that's for sure. however, she appreciates the kindness coming from the other and leans back into the couch, her hand patting the other cushion, offering him to sit down --- in exchange for something nice he did, she'll never forget it. "thank you, it means a lot to me that you brought snacks over," she tells him, her eyes directed onto him, never losing her focus. "i don't know what i would do if you didn't come. i mean, i'd probably starve and die, but i'm glad i haven't died yet." she chuckles, making an ill-advised joke, her hand reaching over to get the remote, humming softly. "let's get take out and watch a movie; your choice!" / @galaxytracer​

[mvxnn]

your face triggers me. (from jiera)

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      " Triggers you hm ? " Primrose swiped her hair over her shoulder enough to be able to see Jiera clearly. The heated discussion had taken quite the turn and Prim was curious as to what exactly the other meant. " Is that a good or bad thing , beautiful ? " The grin returns to her lips as she tapped her fingertips against the countertop lazily. " I'm all too curious you know .. "

[mvxnn]

i just punched shit, let’s call it therapy. (from noah)

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    " And does that usually work out for you ? " She was honestly curious , never having felt the need to take out her anger with aggression. She was well aware that everyone handled their emotions differently , but it only made he want to know how punching things could be an outlet. She reached to take Noah's hand in hers , cradling it carefully in her open palms before frowning at the scratches and forming bruises. Despite the fact it helped the other relieve himself , she hated seeing the wounds it left behind. Slowly she dipped her hand down to press a kiss to each knuckle , before glancing up towards him with a smile.

[mvxnn]

you’re the only person i don’t get tired of. (taeha)

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       For a moment Hana's fingers paused against Taeha's hair , tipping her head down to look over his features. She never tired of this ; of touching him and having him within her reach. They were connected in a way Hana didn't believe she could experience outside of her novels. " Is that so ? " She whispers , letting her fingers tap gently against the underside of his jaw. He's beautiful ; and she wonders how she had gotten so lucky to have him in her life. Let alone be able to love him like she had been able to. " It's the same for me .. all I need in this world is you. " She murmurs , leaning down to press a small kiss to his lips.