#inbelief

[thriceheaded]

@inbelief requested a starter — SANDOR CLEGANE FOR SANSA STARK

‘what are you reading?’ he doesn’t mean for the question to sound like a mortal wound, but it comes out jagged like the edge of a blade, like a bite, like everything he does. IF HE IS STEEL, SHE IS SILK — SOFT AND SO EASILY SHREDDED. SHE IS SOME SUMMER ISLE BIRD AND HE IS A BEAST ON A CHAIN, BITE WORSE THAN BARK, TRAINED ONLY TO MAUL. ‘some story about knights and singers, no doubt.’ could it be anything else? THE LIGHT OF INNOCENCE STILL GLOWS IN HER EYES, AND HE’S ALL BUT ON HIS KNEES BEGGING HER TO DRAW A VEIL OVER IT BEFORE SOMEONE MAKES IT THEIR MISSION TO SNUFF IT OUT. do you fancy some anointed hero is coming to save you? ‘it’s not real, you know,’ he sneers, hating the taste of bile even as it leaves his maw, ‘not a word of it.’

[w4rfared]

" mckay. " marco slouches against the nurse's station in a rather dramatic fashion. his back hurts. when had his back not hurt? he can't remember, maybe back in med school, before the boxing and the deluca's and before dominic. he visibly shakes his head - that's not a spiral he wants to go down right now. focus, moretti. " please, for the love of god, tell me you have a cigarette. "

he's working an impromptu double. a few intermittent naps in the on-call room have not been enough to keep him from getting short-tempered and snippy. he needs food, a cigarette, and a shower, order unimportant. " i've already asked dana for too fucking many. " [ starter call ft. @inbelief ]

[gravityslingshot]

@inbelief tess @ danny / starter call

‘   Did you know after Napoleon III –‘   Not that Napoleon but this Napoleon.    ‘   -when France capitulated to the Prussians after a lightning-fast war that humiliated the nation and led to a loss of two provinces, war took place in the barricaded streets of Paris where the troops of Thiers and the Germans besieged and starved the local population? All because of two egos?   ‘

‘   Don’t you think that’s the same whirlpool the two of you are caught in now?   ‘

[defenseonly]

@inbelief as johnny lawrence , i had a dream about you last night.

daniel stands at the island,  cutting vegetables for dinner.   through the open window,  he can hear his family,  talking and laughing amongst themselves.   for the first time in over six months,  everyone is HERE.   sam and miguel are on summer break from school,  robby and tory don’t have another competition until mid - september,  and lexy and anthony opted to stay home instead of running off with their friends today.   (he knows they missed their older siblings,  even if they won’t admit as much.)   perfect opportunity to make a big meal.

he doesn’t turn to look who it is when the back door opens,  pushing the diced carrots to the side of his cutting board.   a few moments later,  arms wrap around his waist.     ' is everybody doin’ alright out there? '     his husband nods,  grip tightening as he pulls daniel into his chest.   when he speaks,  it’s soft,  his five o’clock shadow rubbing against daniel’s ear.     ' oh yeah? '     he sets down his knife,  turning as much as he’s able to meet johnny’s eyes.     ' tell me about it. '

[w4rfared]

❝ I never knew I could feel this good. ❞. from mav :)

SPICY PROMPTS ft. nick bradshaw

" oh, just you wait. barely getting started here, man, i'm about to change your life. " at least they've had the good sense to lock the door. outside of the bathroom, music and laughter ring loud from the officer's club. it's another ridiculous theme night, one that neither of them are dressed for but have made an appearance at anyway.

neither of them are dressed for much of anything at the moment. well, maybe nick is, but pete certainly isn't. nick has bodied him up atop the bathroom counter, dress pants undone and hand tucked in past his waistband as deft fingers press in and out of him. he keeps himself close to pete, half to keep him grounded, and half to get his lips all over him as often as humanly possible. " gonna make you feel this good all the time. " he affirms with an incongruously soft kiss to the other's cheek. " you want more? "

[w4rfared]

[praise.] receiver praises sender for taking it well. also mav :)

SPICY PROMPTS ft. nick bradshaw

it's rarer these days that they get to have a moment like this, without bradley nearby and without the sisyphean weight of the world on mav's shoulders. things have changed so much since they were young. spontaneity is not longer their forte, replaced with careful planning ( and the help of a few medications! ) to make things even a little bit closer to how they used to be. so now, when the moment does come, nick is certain to voice his appreciation.

" look at you, " like this, it's almost as if no time has been lost. there's as much love in his eyes now as there was thirty years ago. nick's voice is a little lower than usual as his hands find their home on mav's hips, pausing every so often to skirt up his sides and back down. for want of being able to move himself, nick settles for moving pete atop him. " prettiest thing i ever saw. still made for it after all these years, huh? made for me. "

[truthlie]

it’s the fourth of july.   for much of effie’s life,  that meant arriving in district twelve bright and early for the reaping,  after a long trip from the capitol.   but it’s been years since she’s had to pull two names from the bowls,  and several months have passed since her last train ride.   (that trip wasn’t to the capitol.   it was to district four,  a visit to see daniel and johnny and their little ones.   haymitch had gone too.   she’ll treasure the memory of him allowing lexy to order him around on the beach for the remainder of her days.)   still,  the last few fourths have been  …  somber days around here.   this year,  though,  effie is determined to have a good day.   more importantly,  she wants haymitch to have one.   it is his birthday.   which is why she finds herself trekking out into the meadow,  to retrieve him for a real breakfast.   

effie is not much of an outdoor girl,  but she’s learned to appreciate the meadow,  with its green grass and multi - colored wildflowers.   it helps that haymitch always looks so at peace out here,  even with the geese’s loud squawking.     ' haymitch, '   effie calls out as she approaches,  lifting a hand to shield her eyes from the sun.     ' it’s time to come in. '

happy birthday, @inbelief!

[victoriousfidelity]

"What was it that you wanted to ask me about?"

small starter for @inbelief (Hollyhock)