#songshieldandselfcare

[proelio-procusi-a]

@songshieldandselfcare asked: “ you look like you could use a hug. ” - from Orym for Fearne

"Well you aren't wrong." Fearne spoke after a moment before she got down to her knees to be at a better height for Orym to actually give her a hug.

"Is it that apparent?" She asked after a moment.

[stcrmsung]

[ 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇 ] ― sender puts a scented bath bomb into receiver’s bath - ( Orym ) @songshieldandselfcare​

        Orym KNOWS him too well, and Dorian is almost a little embarrassed about that. He’d been called ‘fancy’ by people before, and maybe they’re right. Maybe he really shouldn’t be caring about that at all, and maybe he won’t, considering this bathbomb smells pretty heavenly.

       “You really SHOULDN’T have,” He offers the other a smile as he settles down onto the edge of the tub. “Thank you,”

[proelio-procusi-a]

@songshieldandselfcare​ asked [ SHIELD ]:     in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body. - Orym for anyone you're feeling

Fearne should have expected Orym to push her back. It was a common tactic when it came to his fighting style. The fact he had still gotten hurt made fire in her veins that let loose in retaliation as a series rays of fire left her at the exact person who dared to hurt her friend.

"Orym... do you need healing?" Fearne didn't often heal others but for Orym she'd always be willing. He was one of her closest friends.

[stcrmsung]

“I don’t think I can protect you.” - ( Orym ) @songshieldandselfcare​

     Dorian stops in his tracks, feeling a PULL in his chest at the other’s words. It feels like they’ve known each other for an eternity, when it really has only been a year. Still, he feels closer to Orym and Fearne than he ever has to anyone, maybe even Cyrus.

    Sure, Cyrus is his brother, and Dorian loves him, but it’s...DIFFERENT. He can’t really explain it, so he doesn’t even try. Instead, his features soften as he reaches out, resting a hand on Orym’s shoulder.

    “Well. Maybe we can TRY to protect each other?” Maybe that’s all they can, but he’s willing to give what he has to make sure his friends are alright, even from afar.

[proelio-procusi-a]

@songshieldandselfcare​ asked: “I have to say, that certainly isn’t their color.”

FCG  to Fearne

“You think? Perhaps it’s their favorite one and they wanted to wear it anyway... though it does kind of make them look sick doesn’t it?” Fearne spoke as she looked at the person in question.

[lone-sole]

An Experimental Dnd Verse for @cupcakesmuses @songshieldandselfcare

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"Salute the one for whom you fight for!"

This was part of the schtick of fighting, usually there was a woman by the ring giving the man that challenged her a look as he bowed to her, but Amanda was always a bit off the cuff with whom she picked. Picking someone randomly from the crowd was now a part of her show. Hopping up at the edge of the ring, she looked for someone interesting, Hearing the crowd still before she reached out and pointed

He was a halfling, stood kinda at the bounds of what looked to be a traveling party of misfits. Something about him gave some sort of reservation and that is what she was looking for. Two feet on the bar of the subterranean rink, she bowed with the grace of a noble, Despite the fact she had punched more teeth in than any noble would have.

Jumping back down, the Martial shouted a 'Lay on!' and they were at it.

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Fuck. Ow. Okay well... It was hard fought to be honest, but they looked around as the crowd cheered as their opponent laid on the dirt. .

Giving a bashful grin and wave to those in the crowd, they disappeared into the back of the tavern-fight club hybrid, but only for a moment. Coming out, bandaged and in her change of clothes, she approaches the table where the man she saluted at the beginning was. "Youre rather lucky." She smiles, placing a small bag of gold on the table and a drink for the both of them.

[stcrmsung]

"They say what doesn't kill you makes you aware. What happens if it becomes who you are?" - ( Orym ) @songshieldandselfcare

"I think," Dorian says SLOWLY, allowing his gaze to be focused on the fire in front of them for a moment, before turning towards his friend. "That we always have a choice. We can become what we hate if we're not careful, but there's always a choice, it's just about whether or not you're willing to make it."

[criticaldragons]

@songshieldandselfcare​ asked: ❝  sometimes,  i just need the world to be beautiful.  i know how dark and ugly it can be but i just want to see something good and focus only on it for a few minutes.  ❞from Orym (@songshieldandselfcare) to Ashton

Ashton couldn’t bring themselves to respond with more than a slight grunt to the sunny optimism. “You might need to quarantine from me when you feel that fucking feel good shit coming on,” they grumbled. Bassuras brought the darkness out of the already moody Barbarian. “My disposition wishes it would fucking rain here.” He raised a hand to block the sun from burning out his eyes.