' 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. i thought it might be good to clear my mind. '
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' 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. i thought it might be good to clear my mind. '
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@stonekold inquired: 💋
The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss ⤷ Accepting!
Her heart rate quickened as she leaned in to kiss the cryomancer on the lips. She almost gasped; she had expected his lips to be frozen to the touch when her lips made contact. Bi Han's lips were cool, but they were smooth and had an almost sweet taste to them that she couldn't exactly place. It was intended to be an angry kiss; she was trying to remind herself that she didn't get along with him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Both her hands cupped Bi Han's cheeks tightly to prevent the man from leaving, so much so that her fingernails pierced his flesh. Wanda's teeth clamped down on his lower lip hard until she could taste a warm, metallic substance. No doubt, Wanda drew blood from him there as well.
Wanda pulled away, but not without nipping softly this time at Bi Han's lips. Her tongue dragged across the bite wound to collect the blood that began to pool there. She dragged her tongue across her upper lip, smearing Bi Han's blood across her lips before grinning at him.
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Wanda rolled her violet eyes; this was probably the third time she's done this. If she kept it up, then she would be able to see the inside of her skull. Wanda elected to ignore the cryomancer beside her. Their predicament forced the pair to band together to survive, though their truce was rather shaky. Neither trusted the other, and that mistrust was palpable in the air and could be cut with a knife. Annoyance morphed into anger at Sub-Zero, who's made no effort to try to work with her to get themselves out of Outworld.
"No, I don't have any more grievances, but I'll be sure to let you know," she retorted in a tone laced with venomous anger and sarcasm. "So, can you put in some effort to help get us out of here? The sooner we leave Outworld, the quicker we can go our separate ways." She slowly turned her head to stare at Sub-Zero. Wanda's lips curled in a snarl to expose elongated canines along with glowing crimson eyes before sharply turning her head to face forward. "And I'm not an ant; I am a god." Another voice merged with her delicate voice, speaking in unison with Wanda as though to assert their godhood. Chthon was not amused by the comment from Sub-Zero, as he wanted to come forth from his prison within Wanda.
Thankfully, Wanda kept the elder god under control before he could attempt to take control of her body. There was no use in staying for a chitchat; they needed to keep moving before nightfall. There was no guarantee what Outworld would be like at night, and Wanda had no desire to find out either. It was already cold because of the proximity she was to Sub-Zero, which made her wonder about the aloof man. "Do you intentionally make the temperature cold around you, or is that something you can't control?"
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cont. @stonekold
what a crock of shit. she didn't believe him for a minute. this heavy assertion that felt so like the kind of thing men said aloud as if word alone, mantras uttered just often enough, could reshape the world around them. brambles to hide behind. and didn't it?
but she's faster than her temper, trapping quickly what thorny indignation leapt to tongue behind closed teeth. pursed lips. a smile — only in the most generous, or careless, light. lizzie knew the line well enough to mind it; that the edge in his voice suggested the end of his patience was found only once. instead, she redirects her attention to an imagined speck of lint along her skirt. quiet crawls between them, settling just short of what she might've admitted rude (childish), before she speaks again, "I don't think most people can afford not to feed it."
lizzie mutters it, dryly, into the cotton blend — her voice nearly always the more pliant conspirator in this dance where pride too easily melded into its deadlier synonym. fear was what kept you safe. that little nagging reminder not to hang too heavily on a man's words. not to linger too long in certain spaces. around certain names. fear was as familiar a companion as her own shadow. she finishes the pantomime with a soft swipe of her hand, following his eye.
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"May you and me never face each other in kombat."
@stonekold inquired: 🔪ice knife
Send me 🔪 to put a knife to my muse’s throat and see how they react. ⤷ Accepting!
It all happened in the blink of an eye. He moved so quickly that she didn’t even have time to react. Sub-Zero had created a knife made from ice, pressing the frozen blade against the delicate flesh of Wanda's neck. Her violet eyes stared at the weapon in awe before her eyes trailed up the hand and arm to the man. The person that she saw blew her mind away, as did their abilities.
"You're beautiful." She murmured, staring deeply into Bi-Han's eyes. She reached her left hand up to take the knife into the palm of her hand. Wanda winced slightly at the sensation of the bitter cold slicing into her hand. In her closed palm, the knife began to melt under the effects of Wanda's powers.
─ brief look at the pinboard i made for bihan and akina . ft / @stonekold . want one ?