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[calithal]

“don’t even think about it.” / evie

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                one  of  her  sharp  little  nails  toys  with  sapphire  fabric,  hanging  in  an  open  window.  really,  evie  should  know  better,  now  that  the  barriers  open.  of  course,  that  rule  has  never  really  applied  to  cj.  no  rule  ever  could.    “  think  about  what?  ”    giggling,  high  and  taunting.  it  occurs  to  her,  briefly,  that  she  sounds  just  like  her  brother.  the  brother  that  she  left  behind.  the  brother  who’d  discarded  her  all  the  same.  she  was  still  alive,  there  was  that.  some  sick,  twisted,  broken  toy  version  of  alive.  but  fucking  alive.  she  didn’t  think  she  would  be,  if  she  came  back.  

                she’s  perched  up  on  a  shelf,  tucked  up  unnaturally  for  her  height,  and  yet  …  “  steal  or  rip  or  ruin?  ”    she  pulls  the  dress  of  the  hanger.  it’s  not  nearly  as  important  as  she’s  pretending  it  is.  what  she’d  like  to  do  is  light  all  of  evie’s  pretty  princess  castle  on  fire,  it  would  be  a  very  cj  signature  to  leave  behind,  after  she’s  taken  everything  she  wants.  everyone  keeps  trying  to  tell  her  that  she  doesn’t  need  to  do  that  anymore,  now  that  there’s  auradon  with  its  plentiful  arrangement  of  fucking  nothing.  she  doesn’t  listen,  of  course.    “  thought  i’d  pay  you  a  visit,  now  that  nothing  matters  anymore.  ”

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“ are you gonna keep looking at me like that or are you actually gonna kiss me? ” / ghost bfs

Alex leans against the wall, arms crossed, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips. He watches Luke carefully, enjoying the way his impatience bubbles just beneath the surface. Luke’s voice is playful, but Alex can hear the challenge in it, like he's daring him to make the first move.

It makes his head tilt, letting the silence hang in the air for a beat too long. “ What’s the rush, Luke? ” he says, his tone light & lazy. “ Thought you were more patient than that. ” He pushes himself off the wall & steps closer, enjoying the way Luke’s posture shifts as he does. Alex reaches out, fingers brushing the back of Luke’s neck, barely touching. He feels the tension in the air, the pulse of anticipation & lets it simmer.

“ You really want me to kiss you that badly? ” Alex murmurs, his voice lower now, teasing. Without waiting for an answer, Alex leans in, his lips pressing softly against Luke’s. It’s slow at first — almost too slow — but it’s enough to draw the moment out, enough to make Alex savor the feeling of it. When he pulls back just enough to see Luke’s face, he grins, a quiet satisfaction in his eyes.

“ Yeah, ” Alex whispers, his smile widening. “ I can do that. ”

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[ CLOSE ] sender reaches out and pulls receiver into their lap as they’re walking by. / madheart

A surprised gasp escapes Ruby's lips, dark eyes widening as she suddenly finds herself perched on his lap. “ Excuse me! ” she exclaims, though there’s no true protest in her tone — just the dramatic edge she always adds for effect. Her hands instinctively move to steady herself, resting on his chest. The warmth of his body radiates through his shirt & she allows herself a moment to revel in it.

“ Mat Hatter, what exactly do you think you’re doing? ” she pouts, tilting her head to the side, though her rosy lips betray the hint of a smile. She leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper as she teases, “ You’re lucky you’re cute, or I’d have half a mind to make you regret interrupting my very important walk. ”

Her fingers play with the edge of his collar, eyes dancing with a mix of affection & mischief. Ruby thrives in these little moments, basking in the attention & the way he so effortlessly makes her feel like the center of his world.

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❝ i don’t think i can share you with anyone today. ❞ / madheart

“ Oh, you can’t, can you? ” Ruby’s voice is light, teasing, though there’s a flicker of something softer beneath the surface. Her lips curve into a playful smile as she steps closer, her heels clicking against the polished floor. One hand drifts to his chest, smoothing over the fabric of his shirt as if she’s testing the rhythm of his heartbeat beneath.

“ Well, ” she continues, tilting her head just so, her hair falling over one shoulder, “ I suppose it wouldn’t be fair of me to make you suffer like that. Watching everyone else fawn over me while you’re left to guard your jealousy in silence? That sounds like torture, really. ” Her voice drops to a near whisper as her fingers curl into his shirt, holding him in place. “ But between us . . . I wasn’t planning on letting anyone else have me today either. ” Her dark eyes meet his, the playful veneer slipping just enough to reveal the sincerity that hides beneath. “ Sometimes, even the Princess of Hearts needs a day to be selfish. ”

She leans in, her breath warm against his cheek as she whispers, “ So take me, Matty. Take all of me. Today, there’s no one else. Just you & me. ” When she pulls back, her gaze lingers on him, a silent promise reflected in the depth of her eyes.

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@prophecey ➝ ♡

  ❛ he forgave me faster when i broke his arm. ❜    the disgruntlement was clear in his tone, a huff of annoyance following suit, though it was hard to show the full extent of his frustration with her fingers running through his hair. head settled in her lap, smoosh hiding right in the nook between her thigh and his shoulder, normally eli would have been fully content. instead he felt restless, and needed to vent like this was just another therapy session, only his girlfriend supplemented it with forehead kisses and head massages which was way better than actual therapy ( sorry tristan ). ❛ he's taking it too far. i apologized. i didn't keep fighting him for the last spot on the team. but he's talking to me like i'm an idiot and when he's not, he's ignoring me. ❜ some would say it was karma, and maybe it was, but it didn't make it any less annoying. a heavy sigh passed from his lips before blue hues shifted up to meet her own. ❛ how are you feeling about the fight for the captain spot ? ❜

[enchaentd]

permanent new bloggie starter call, always accepting!  ˎˊ˗             featuring;  @prophecey ♡

       “ does it hurt? ”   she squeezes one of her soft pillows against her chest,   softly rocking herself back and forth,   trying to soothe the rumbles of anxiety in her chest.   it helps,   but not as much as she wanted.   the thing that helps the most is her demon’s proximity to her.   she had tried to be brave,   talking across from him on the couch,   and not curled up in their lap.   but with every moment she couldn’t feel their skin,   listen for their heartbeat,   she could feel the worry blooming in her chest.   allie bit down on her lip,   mirroring a feeling she associated with kier.   teeth in tender places.   “ i think   ...   i think i’m scared. ”   she admits,   still worrying a petal,   plucking them away.   “ what if-   what if i hurt you in my dream or what if-   what if i don’t have a nightmare and it’s all a waste and-   and that hurts you because you’re so tired and it’s all-   it’s all gonna’ be my fault!   and what if you find something so horrible that-   that   … ”   allie can feel tears brewing,   she squeezes the pillow tighter to her.

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“You were already asleep, I didn’t want to wake you.”

nightmares & sleeping meme, accepting!  ˎˊ˗

       of course,   she pouts.   it’s the most natural thing in all the world.   “ but i wanted you. ”   the sun pours over the two of them like a warm blanket.   she has flushed,   sleepy cheeks,   golden hair.   allie’s hands,   swept over the sides of his face,   press color into the shadows of bone structure.   they’re a perfect,   dreamy picture in the morning of the cottage.   it’s not enough to quiet allie’s worries,   even as she’s perched on top of them,   pinning them with her hips to where they couldn’t slip away,   into the shadows.

        “ you could’ve woken me up. ”   she says,   then,   quieter.   almost a timid little whisper.   it might just be.   “ you know that,   right? ”   no matter kier’s answer,   she knows what she’s doing tonight.   her plants can do more than any coffee or energy drink that kier definitely doesn’t want her to have,   because she’s lovely and lively and full of energy on her own.   also,   they really make her stomach hurt,   and make her so nervous that she hops all over the cottage like an anxious rabbit.   not even kier can hold her,   then.   “ i want you to.   i-   i don’t wanna’- ”   she swallows the rest of it down,   pushing and shoving.   i don’t wanna’ be alone.   i don’t want you to be alone.

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figured we're both about to die, so what the hell. / nesta + cassian ( but make it Dragons )

meme response: cassian + nesta archeron. @prophecey.

the kiss had set him ablaze. much like the night he'd watched her wrapped in dragon fire, and had brought her home, wrapped in his flying leathers. but now, with the battle calming around them and nesta's kiss burning on his lips... he wasn't sure what to think, but he couldn't (and wouldn't) conceal the smirk that was growing on his face. he was obsessed with the woman in front of him. their dragons were mated, but that wasn't why he was so connected to her. that wasn't why they were meant to be. that wasn't what tied them in the stars. it was the fact that his heart was woven to only find home and peace in her company. only with her, he was home.

he had his brothers, he loved his brothers. but nothing came close to seeing nesta smile, and she was now. smiling right there in front of him, even if he could spot something that seemed like hesitation, maybe because he still hadn't spoken since their kiss yet, but fuck it. larger hands move to her jaw, pulling her close as he crashes his lips against hers. claiming her again, now out of battle. lips press together, hearts beating as one. "mhmm, nesta. i could live of your kisses forever... but neart and nimheil are begging for sheep, and i'm not sure they're comfortable leaving us here."