#gilgahmess

[compluras]

Send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine

@gilgahmess : 🗣️ ( for makarri ! )

[hexsrealityarchived2]

@gilgahmess inquired: ❝ i love the kind of woman that can kick my ass. ❞

cowboy bebop starters ⤷ open!

"I can't fault you for that, a powerful woman is the best kind of woman." Wanda replied with a soft chuckle in amusement.

[astrapure-a]

@gilgahmess​

     “Could you teach mw how to - ? You know. . .” Emphasis is given with a jab of her fist in the air towards him; not quite a perfect fist made, but she’s working on it at least.

[mieczlwaa]

@gilgahmess    ✏️  ‘ d   for  an   𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓  𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄   !

[astrapure-a]

@gilgahmess​

     “ - Have you ever thought about making a cookbook or something, Gil? Cause seriously, your cooking gets better and better everytime i see you.”

[hexsrealityarchived2]

@gilgahmess inquired: ❝ i ruined everything by saying it out loud ❞

RICHARD SIKEN’S CRUSH SENTENCE STARTERS open!

“Gilgamesh…” Wanda mumbled softly, she extended her hand out, gently touching the back of his hand. She was cautious in this gesture, hopeful that she was not crossing any boundaries with this eternal.

[nightmdic-a]

It’s not often she gets to treat an immortal being; usually they tended to have some sort of healing factor that made it so she had no need to treat them for anything. Did he heal more swiftly in comparison to the mundane like herself, would these bandages actually work?

“-Perfect, those should help with the cut on your hand for the time being. “

@gilgahmess​ || Starter call

[kuponya]

@gilgahmess​ sent the prompt :  company  .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. prompt : open !

“ 𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈'𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 ! “ panya barked , nose curled and eyes wild as gilgamesh stood before her silent . hands curled , nails burrowed down into her palm to the point she could feel the blood pooling beneath them . her jaw ached with tension , body tense with an intensity that set her soul ablaze . the more her eyes began to cloud with the familiarity of tears , she found herself viciously pawing away at them - as though ashamed , as though scared . as though such would make her so much less . as she speaks , her voice trembles and cracks beneath the strain . tugging , faltering , caving in on herself . she hates it , she hates herself . she hates the boiling of her skin and the violent throbbing of her heart that creeps its way up her throat . “ please , please just leave . “

but did she mean it ? no . she couldn’t even convince herself she wanted to be alone - she never did . her silence led to pushing everyone away . anger kept her from reaching out . using her forearm , she wiped the trail from off her cheeks , throwing herself back on the couch . her knees drew up to meet her chin as she buried her face .  his foot steps drew closer , and the weight of the couch caused her to shift in position . familiarity pressed as the warmth of his arm leaned against her own . still , he did not speak , feeling his eyes upon her as panya peeled her gaze to him . his expression was soft , so strange on a man as strong as he was . still , he remained . the longer he looked , the more she was unable to grip the last bit of twine that held her together . little by little , teeth sinking into her bottom lip , she sniffled . it was then that she gave in , leaning into the comfort of his bicep as she allowed herself to weep .  “ if you tell anyone you saw me cry , i’ll kill you . “ was all she could squeak , as she allowed her this freedom .