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Awake - Tycho

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Hades, aka Mr. Talks-to-his-roses-so-they-grow-bigger, aka Mr. lets-his-wife-make-him-flower-crowns, aka Mr. I-will-judge-your-soul-while-wearing-this-crown-of-daises.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEET-A-DUM-DUM I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY AJPOIAF -snuggles-

Ahhh thank you so much u sweet thing u 

[rileymcdaniels]

-Ashley puts a ✿ in Riley's hair-

8: first kiss

Riley had managed to keep one, and then two, plants alive with Ashley’s help. And actually, she was starting to fall in love with them. Plants didn’t need a whole lot of attention, just water and the right soil and sometimes sunlight and they grew all on their own. She felt a little less lonely with green things about; she could talk to them and tell them how pretty they were and how strong they were growing to be.

It just made her feel good.

And maybe it was weird, but Ashley made her feel good, too, just by being Ashley. She loved plants, loved telling Riley about them, and she seemed to like helping her pick them out.

So here they were at the hardware store, browsing through the rows of plants.

Riley leaned down to sniff a purple bloom’s perfume, and she stood up with a grin. “I like this one.” She paused, taken a bit back and breath-stolen at how beautiful Ashley was. Not just her face and her hair, but just — everything. How shy she was, how her smile could push back the haze that sometimes fell over Riley’s life, even just a little bit.

"Is it okay if —" Riley leaned in carefully, a gentle hand at Ashley’s waist, and pressed her closed lips against Ashley’s.

It was everything a first kiss should be. Butterfly-inducing, nerve-wracking, a little awkward, and it was the best first kiss Riley had ever had.

"Was that okay?" she asked softly, hand still on Ashley’s waist, eyes searching the other girl’s face for a sign of discomfort or even revulsion.

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[rileymcdaniels]

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Riley was just minding her own business, eating a big salty and buttery pretzel and trying to stop thinking about Hades' proposal that she become his priestess. So much about knowing him was weird. He was a god and all, but it was hard to not think of him as a person, a friend. And priestess was such an outdated term.

She needed to ask him what was really entailed in the whole thing. Not that she was interested or intrigued by the prospect. She was just curious, okay?

This pretzel was so fucking good.

She looked up to see a beautiful redhead walking by, and something struck Riley about her. She didn't know what, but she jumped up, pretzel still in hand, and fell into step beside her.

"Sorry, uh, do I know you?"

[homosxperior-archive-blog]

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♟:Patching up a wound

Gritting his teeth, the mutant fought to keep still as fingers poked and prodded at his shoulder. The laceration was not as bad as it could have been, more annoying than it was actually lethal, but it hurt. "Stop that," he hissed, turning to fix a glare on the woman as she worked. Erik was, at this point, convinced this was retaliation for threatening her with a knife. So alright, he likely deserved it, but still.

[qceenmother]

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          "And how does such a bright thing like yourself            end up in my hall?" Her tone was soft and gentle            as it always was. Not that it ever would but should            a threat be presented she was more than capable            of holding her own.