#grantsuccor

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" this was the one thing i told you not to do . you could've gotten hurt. " - quincy

𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 | 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 ➥ @grantsuccor

"w—well, but i didn't! so, all good right?" well, technically she did but those wounds were already healing, so mentioning them would only be idiotic, right? should she even care that much about her own preservation if her regenerative powers did the trick? of course, the pain electrifying her nerve endings remained the same but it should not matter. right after finishing her half-hearted excuse would a cough escape her throat, puffing into the air with a tiny cloud of soot. one of her hands immediately shot up in embarrassment, fingertips kissed by the residual ash. meanwhile, an incessant meowing would fill the awkward silence between the two whilst she kept her other hand on the tiny feline covered in dark smoke.

"and the cuts are already healing, so — don't you worry your pretty head." the divinity waved dismissively with a small smile tugging at her features. alas, she immediately froze whilst hearing the burning building behind them collapse in itself. "oh . . . " even the cat was silenced whilst she slowly turned her head to see the catastrophe that had unfolded. had she been a bit slower, there might have not been anything worth healing. a nervous chuckle slips from her lips whilst facing quincy once again, holding the small feline into his face in order to distract him. "don't look at anything going on behind me, just look at the cat! look at the cat, quincy!" its soot-covered paws reached for the blonde, meowing whilst remaining in the divinity's grasp. "should i keep him? or maybe you? he seems like a stray . . . maybe we should get him cleaned up first, hm?"

[vonerde-archive]

@grantsuccor replied to your post “if your muse has a laboratory or is a scientist,...”:

Rei vc : and here I thought I had problems

​"i don't see it as a problem . . . i see it as a fun little quirk!"

[oblyvn-a]

" i like myself a lot more when i'm with you. " - kuya for patch

the words take the possum by surprise , pale eyes widening , blinking rapidly as they turn to kuya , one moment innocently admiring the stars , eating a yogurt cup of all things , the next .. the fox goes & says something like that !

patch's face flushes , & immediately he leans to kuya , hiding his face in the other's chest . “ where --- did that come from .. ? ” softly , quivering almost , “ i .. i like being with you . all the time . you make my life worth livin' . ”

[archivedolon]

@grantsuccor sent a letter: " i've dealt with worse wounds . . . this is nothing. " - quincy + lillia !

child of the forest, lillia is a gentle plum bud fluttering from the trees above and just as fleeting; her presence is known by few just like the myths that exist only in words and songs of her name. but here she finds herself stooped before the stranger, eyes fraught with worry and even her dream spells can do little to ease the pain. it's as if she's swallowed her voice alongside her nerves when she regards him with a panicked sound; perhaps acting is far from her strong suit... but mother tree speaks of love and devotion, of care and tenderness, and the lessons are not lost on her despite how little she can hear or think beyond the loud heartbeat in her ears.

her hands are gentle though grow in force when she presses on his wound, hoping to staunch the blood beneath the herbs that bloom around her; earth is kind to those who are reverent to her and lillia has earned the highest honors. medicinal fauna are plucked from the medicinal kit that grows at their feet and she does her best to crush it to a paste in her hands despite the sheer amount of blood leaking between her fingers.

" i am unsure how i need to help you- " ━━━ she breathes heavily, lips agape in a broken expression. the fawn does her best to remain calm. " is this working? i cannot tell. i-i do not bleed to know... "

[neuvilloutre]

             ❝  a  long  venture  i  must  make  in  order  to  secure  a  witness .  ❞  someone  such  as  he  whom  craved  the  water  wouldn't  normally  trek  so  far  from  his  natural  environment  ─────  and  by  far  sumeru's  harsh  desert  would  be  their  most  difficult  excursion .      surely  by  the  pictured  scowl  (  only  noticeable  by  the  subtle  furrow  brows  )  from  the  iudex's  features  was  it  displayed  how  little  he  delighted  in  such  an  adventure  ─────  but  he  did  what  was  necessary .

         ❝  i  appreciate  your  concern  but  it  isn't  needed .  ❞       the  fix  of  cobalt  jacket  cuffs  and  the  pivot  of  heels .      hues  of  radiant  waves  aligned  with  that  of  argenti's  ;  searching  through  the  other's  very  own  eyes  to  deduce  where  such  concern  stemmed  from .      his  appreciation  for  neuvillette's  well  being  didn't  go  unnoticed  by  any  means  and  upon  their  return  home  the  captain  would  be  rewarded  handsomely .       ❝  we're  on  limited  time  and  worrying  about  how  we'll  fair  will  only  put  us  further  behind  on  time .  ❞       by  nature  of  his  own,  was  work  put  as  a  priority  above  all  ──────────  it  was  easier  to  hold  logical  judgement  over  emotions  that  the  chief  justice  never  quite  understood .       ❝  now  ───  i'd  like  to  set  out  before  sunset .  ❞       and  said  as  such ,  legs  willed  him  to  the  direction  of  the  aquabus  awaiting  them .

@grantsuccor : continued from here .

[goldenfists]

unprompted ask // always accepting !! ❛ if you have nothing to hide , what’s the problem ? ❜ / from kuya ! ( @grantsuccor )

he     was     sprawled     upon     the     grass,     his     form     an     emblem     of     languid     repose     amidst     the     woodland's     embrace,     with     the     somber     hues     of     the     season     enveloping     him     like     a     melancholic     shroud.          the     whispering     leaves          (     touched     by     the     hand     of     imminent     decay     )          cradled     his     contemplations     in     their     gentle     sighs          ⸻          the     scent     of     autumn     hung     heavy     in     the     air,     a     heady     cocktail     of     crisp     foliage     and     the     earthy     remnants     of     summer's     wane.

yet,     whilst     he     savoured     the     solitude     of     the     woods,     a     familiar     and     intoxicating     scent     suddenly     jazzed     upon     the     breeze:     an     aroma     he     had     known     so     intimately,     mingled     with     a     complicated     bond     that     had     long     defined     their     tangled     connection.          he     turned     his     aureate     gaze     towards     the     approaching     figure,     drawn     from     the     recesses     of     the     forest          [     …     ]          he     emerged     with     lineaments     a     breathtaking     masterpiece     sculpted     by     the     gods,     alluring     and     unsettling,     like     the     bewitching     pull     of     a     forbidden     fruit.

❝     don't     think     we     are     that     close     to     show     you     that     much.     ❞          a     smirk     deepened,     a     sardonic     twist     of     his     scarred     tiers     that     revealed     their     peculiar     entanglement.          limbs     casually     resting     behind     his     head     to     serve     as     a     pillow,     he     cared     not     to     elevate     for     a     proper     greeting.          ❝     since     when     are     you     interested,     cub?     thought     y'     didn't     like     me     at     all.     ❞     

[oblyvn-a]

he's quiet , touching the bandage on their forehead , wincing softly . that's what they get for not paying attention while cleaning . still , patch is proud of themselves for even patching the cut . he walks through the brush somewhat distracted , knowing the path to @grantsuccor now like the back of his hand -- pausing only when they see a bush filled with cloudberries -- eyes widen & immediately they make a b-line , positive kuya would love these sweet, tarte berries .