#pcrfidia

[knbi]

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle.

@pcrfidia ASKED: 🎁 (from Satine)

A LOT of poor decisions have led to this moment , here in this moment . he shouldn't have accepted satine's invitation . he shouldn't have dressed so nicely for this party ( why why didn't he simply wear his robes ? ) . and he CERTAINLY shouldn't have drunk so much mandalorian wine . and worst of all , he shouldn't have allowed himself to start thinking about satine . he watches her now , how she conducts herself around the party , makes each person she talks to seem like the most important person in the galaxy .

he waits for the moment she leaves one conversation , about to mingle among another group , but he interrupts her path . ❝ duchess , ❞ he greets quietly , then offers her a hand . ❝ would you grant me a dance ? ❞

good girl - k.flay

[knbi]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

@pcrfidia ASKED: ❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜ (from Satine)

HIS SMILE is small and nostalgic , if a little sad . he sits with her at the table , the meal spread between them , going mostly uneaten as they reminisce .

❝ of course i do . you were entirely insufferable . ❞

[mvnces]

"Hold still..." (for Booker from Elizabeth)

It is his hand that has been bothering him. Of course, it is not the worst of the injuries that he has sustained after his arrival in Columbia that had been quickly, maybe a bit clumsily, taken care of with a med kit. It is merely the injury that has continued to bother him the most. The phantom sting of a blade slicing through his skin, pain radiating through the bones and muscles of his hand. It seems to throb all the way up through his forearm.

"We don't have time for this," Booker begins to protest as he attempts to shy away from Elizabeth's approach.

He does not get far, though. There is really no place for him to go behind the store counter that they had ducked under to hide from one of the latest patrols of police. Booker had been trying to listen to the shouts and calls, the chaos trickling to a close, to time when they would make their escape.

"It's not bleeding. It's not going to fall off. Worry about it later."

[imacting]

@pcrfidia sent: [ knuckle ] sender lifts receiver's hand to their lips and places a polite kiss there (from Nate)

Sophie's heels lay discarded beneath the cafe table. A half eaten rose macaron is propped up against her cappuccino. Her right hand rests in Nate's; he's busy absentmindedly stroking his thumb over it.

Her smile's warm. "I'm glad we decided to do this," she admits softly, referring to their long weekend in Paris. This is the reprieve they've needed.

Nate's responding hum is comforting in its familiarity. He lifts her hand to his lips. Her eyes soften at the corners. The kiss he places on the back of her hand is chaste. Her smile widens.

He releases her hand with reluctance. She ducks her head as she reaches for her cappuccino. She takes a long sip. Her smile never fades. He can be a romantic when he wants to be.

Brown eyes dart between her saucer and the tower of small dishes in the table centre. She breaks a piece of her macaron off. "Here," she offers, holding it out between two fingers. It's the last rose one.

DIFFERENT KINDS OF KISSES

[contradictivs]

❛ you look good like this. ❜ (from tommy)

The reaction to Tommy's words was almost instantaneous as Ryder felt a flush of warmth wash over his cheeks. Despite the blush, the younger man could not help the bright grin that spread across his features. His reaction a mixture of being flustered more than he had ever been before and almost preening like a cat would under some positive attention. It might have something to do with the fact that it was someone that he thought was cool. It might have had something to do with the fact that he thought Tommy was hot. (Anyone with eyes would think that the older man was hot, though). There was a chance that it was both. It was most definitely both, honestly.

"I feel like I'm playing dress up, honestly." Not that Ryder particularly minded it. He just needed to get used to the feeling of being in a flight suit that the other had loaned him. "But I bet I look hot as hell."

[operatticarch]

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜ (korkie to ahsoka)

" my apologies korkie. " ahsoka does not cry. she's a jedi at her heart. even if she's not apart of the order anymore. the siege is over. her friends are dead. the dark shadow of the empire looms over the galaxy.

she pulls korkie to the ship. the sounds of the purge surround them. " i can't let you leave alone. i owe it to bo-katan to not let anything happen to you. "

[cryptidsdad]

[ lingering ] a long, slow kiss filled with emotion and desire (from elijah)

Robert had not gone out with the intention of hooking up with someone. But, then again, he never really went out with the intention of hooking up with someone. It was just something that seemed to happen when he was in a certain mood. The soft buzz of alcohol thrumming through him had only seemed to make it worse — It made him more talkative, at least, and definitely more receptive to the flirting that would randomly be directed his way.

At that point in the night, a decent chunk of people had slowly wandered out to continue their night. Robert, somehow, had ended up tucked into some corner of the bar with the younger man practically pressed against his side.

Lips lingered against his own, the older man making a pleased little humming sound in the back of his throat before he could stop himself. It was clear that he was enjoying himself, after all.

[mvnces]

“ And I do my best to always speak true. ” (from Eli to one of the wolves)

“You have spoken the truth to me. So far.” 

Decker knew better than any sort of human could how true those words were. While he did not completely trust the other, Elijah had given him no real reason to be doubtful about his intentions. It was just the years of dealing with things of the Green, the Dark, boogers and haunts alike that made him a little… Wary. That was all. He thought that he had been pleasant enough through their handful of interactions. The same ones that seemed to have increased over the last couple of months. Why he always seemed to run across Elijah instead of his twin sister who he, arguably, had a somewhat better rapport with was beyond him. 

“But some would say it’s concerning that you have to state that.”