#raphora

[rosierora]

[thegoldenflowerwrites]

♛:Sharing a dessert (Panessa), ♝:Reading a book together (Raphora), ♟:Patching up a wound (Paveen), ♧:Your muse playing with their hair (Raphi/Tiggs) okay okay, I got way too excited with the memes xD sorryyy <3

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♛:Sharing a dessert (Panessa): ”Oh, and remember that one time I was totally drunk and you picked me up and it was like a Tuesday or something and you wore sunglasses even though it was the middle of the night?” Peter laughed through his pie, shoveling yet another forkful of flaky crust into his constantly moving mouth. As he looked up from his plate, he saw Nessa trying to balance her spoon on her nose. He couldn’t help but laugh, and as he did, a few crumbs flew from her mouth and onto her face. “Oh, god, Ness… I-” he began to appologize as her eyes became wider thant the fancy dinner saucers they use at Christmas. “Actually, I’m not sorry, serves you right for eating the last piece.

♝:Reading a book together (Raphora): Rory was sick, really sick, she was coughing and sneezing and could barely hold down a saltine cracker. The flu had hit WDPA hard this year. Raphi was one of the only lucky ones to not catch it, so she decided it was in everyone’s best interest if she went and cheered her little sister up. “And then, Phillip leaned in and kissed the princess, and she woke up and everyone lived happily ever after. Except Maleficent, because Phillip got her with that sword,” she was paraphrasing by now, they both knew the story so well, and she thought Rory was more interested in the pictures at this point. Raphi ran her fingers through Rory’s hair, leaning down to see if the girl was paying attention. All she could do was laugh as she saw Rory’s eyes closed and her chest rising and falling as slowly as ever. “My own little sleeping beauty,” she whispered, resting her head on the back of the couch, deciding she may as well get some rest, too.

♟:Patching up a wound (Paveen): “Naveen, oh my…” Peter covered his mouth with his hand, taking in the sight of his friend on a barstool in the Maldette’s kitchen as a flustered Vanessa stormed out of the room, leaving Peter to deal with… well… whatever happened.. “What the hell is going on? Did you get in a fight?” Naveen only nodded, lowering his eyes to the ground. “Well, shit,” Peter shook his head, heading to the freezer for a bag of peas. “I can’t believe yo- It’s been forever since the last time… “ he chastised Nav as he would one of his own brothers. “Keep this on there for a while, okay?” he sighed, slumping down on the stool next to Nav’s. If Naveen was in a fight, it was for a good reason, so he decided to wait ‘til the next day for some real answers.

♧:Your muse playing with their hair (Raphi/Tiggs): “Where did you get all these flowers?” Raphi giggled, holding her braid decorations in her arms as she sat on the carpet of Tigger’s dorm patiently, watching his brow furrow in concentration with the mirror in front of them. Tigger shrugged, not really hearing her. He continued with the braid for quite a while, messing up a little here and there but eventually taming her long, golden locks into a detailed plait. She handed him the fresh flowers as delicately as possible, one by one, until they danced down the length of her braid. She used other mirror to see the back of her head as he finished, him beaming proudly in the corner of the reflection. “Wow, Tiggs, this is wonderful!” she grinned back, setting the mirror on his bed and standing on her tiptoes for a big hug. “Maybe next time I’ll braid yours!”.