#namedstorms

[halfhell]

@namedstorms

                 ❛          that  one  is  giving  me  a  look   &   not  a  pleasurable  flirtatious  meet  me  next  to  the  coral  reef  look,   like  a  i  have  a  taste  for  four  hundred  year  old  fashionable  warlocks  look.        ❜  

[hiswound]

                    he has a moment to breathe.  calm,  controlled,  in and out streams of air that fill his lungs   /   help ease his mind.  he doesn’t mind that ache of his muscles,  or the soreness of bites that are littered across his skin.    (   scott can feel it.  their concern.  but he wears a smile and makes them a promise:  for right now,  they’re safe.   )

unlike the three he’s currently traveling with,  scott won’t be sleeping.  he’ll act as sentry because he knows rest won’t come easy.  but right now,  apologies are in order  —  it’s why he seeks him out first.  remains mindful of his footing,  and his posture.  is all too aware of the numerous sets of eyes on him.  a pack of this size?  he’s beginning to worry.  not for himself,  but for the trouble he risks bringing on them just by being here.  especially if they’re still being tracked.

               “  i didn’t know wolves like you existed.  ”    he might of had an idea;  gleaned as much only recently.    “  had i known,  i wouldn’t have overstepped my boundaries  —  i’m sorry.  ”

@namedstorms.      ╱      liked for a starter.

[chantillystained]

❝   –––––––––   UNDERUSED  MUSE  ;  NEWT 

                      GRIME  SPECKLED  &  EXHAUSTED      ,              nothing  but  an           insatiable  desire         to            seek  shelter          from  oncoming  storms  willed           throbbing  soles        to  march  onward          .            a          limp           tarnishing  his         familiar  gait          .         delicate             attributes           (          soft      ,        elven           )             alight  with        tangible  discontent          .             the  knife           sheathed          at  his  belt  a          wordless  comfort          ,            protection  from  a            world  turned  on  its  head           .           lithe  digits         peeling             a            sweat  sodden            shirt  from  his  chest          ,          head  canting  to  regard  the  male  at  his  side           .             “           c’mon       ,          there’s  a          warehouse           a  few  yards  up  ahead           .             if  we’re          quick          we  can  scout  the  place         &            possibly  set  up          camp         before  the  storm  hits      .      “ 

@namedstorms  FOR  BEN  PARISH  

[eclipseyed-blog]

( @namedstorms | cont. )

                     it takes zack three full seconds to react ( he still hasn’t FULLY REGISTERED the action regardless ). jason’s lips brushed over his hand and he froze. his body froze. his face went on a journey. head twitching to the side, brows furrowing and raising unevenly, and with just enough of a crooked smile to pull it all together into an unmistakable, silent, ‘dude what the fuck?’ 

                    as soon as ‘i’m proud of you’ leaves their fearless leader’s lips, however, time moves again and that SAME HAND shoots forward with lighting speed. another satisfying SMACK! into jason’s jaw. he’s quick to put a couple feet between them, dancing on his toes and fists raised, cocky grin plastered exactly where it belonged. 

                    ❝ you’re not trippin’ me up with FLATTERY, red. ❞

[assuredofthis]

( @namedstorms / starter call / not accepting )

        ❝ right here, i feel pretty safe. ❞ he’s learning that safety is relative ( a person can adapt to anything, given enough time and no other option; war has been proving that for millennia ) and to take it wherever he can, no matter how fleeting the feeling is. sure, it might disappear in a couple of minutes, replaced by a thudding heart and a knot of worry about the people around him. but that’s in a couple of minutes’ time; nate believes you have to be aware of the future, but live in the present. and if right here, right now, brings some measure of safety, then nate’s gonna hold onto it with both hands.  ❝ do you feel safe? ❞

[rydersalt-blog]

although  the  young  pathfinder  did  not  come  to  andromeda  on  her  own  accord      (   FOR  WHAT  CHOICE  IS  THERE  REALLY  AFTER  YOUR  FATHER  DESTROYS  ANY  CHANCE  OF  HAVING  A  LIFE  IN  YOUR  OLD  GALAXY  ?   )      she  can’t  contain  the  excitement  within  her  after  exploring  new  worlds  again.      &  the  discovery  of  a  second  non  hostile  species  within  andromeda  is  a  primary  cause  for  such  elation.      they’ve  already  learned  so  much  from  &  about  the  angara.      she’s  curious  to  know  what  the  vulcans  are  like.       &  certainly,      it  wouldn’t  hurt  to  gain  another  ally  against  the  kett.      still,      sara  reins  it  in  as  much  as  she  can  once  gaze  meets  t’palia’s.

❛   SORRY,      that  was  probably  too  many  questions  at  once.   ❜      //   @namedstorms

[adamasbone-blog]

⬥ ⨯ | @namedstorms​ | ira bellmonte. ❜

          skylar was beginning to develop a familiarity --- rather a fondness --- for the smell of salt water, and the feel of ocean mist coating his skin. more and more frequently he left the halls of the institute and their astute training arena to practice his craft upon a beach. well, the beach. one in particular which spread from beneath a partially sunken old mansion. the company of the many small beach dwelling creatures and the warlock that presided over them was among the few things skylar found himself actively seeking out simply for the enjoyment and repose.

         his feet moved with graceful swiftness through the sand, following each twist and turn his body made, the blades in his grasp whistling as they cut through the air with honed accuracy and blurring speed. the black and fading reddish-brown runes stood out stark against his fair skin, glimmering with the spray of salt water mingling with sweat ( and just a tinge of that metallic electrum shimmer ).

          just as he moved to take another step a strange shape and flash of color caught his eye. a sharp inhale followed by a sudden off-step quickly put an end to his perfect deadly dance and sent him stumbling a few feet to the side, only regaining his poise when his footing met the more stable, wet sand lightly splashing in the shallow tide. driving his forearm blades into the ground skylar left them at the water's edge and approached what had thrown him off balance, crouching down to examine --------- he had no idea what this was. a colorful, star-shaped anomaly that looked to be made of sandpaper.

[halfhell]

@namedstorms liked  x.

                     ❛         i  have  absolutely  no  idea  what  you’re  talking  about,      switching  out  the  sugar  for  salt  in  your  coffee  is  a  terribly  childish    ---albeit  genius  idea---   that  i  took  no  part  in.        ❜