#suplexes him

[gleamknight]

ROUTE START: “It’s only natural you’d pick me! ♥ “ ROUTE SWITCH: “Was it something I said?”

MENU INTERFACE, POKE A: “Hello. ♥ “ MENU INTERFACE, POKE B: “Can I assist you with something?  Unless there is another reason you’re seeking me out. *wink*” MENU INTERFACE, POKE (REPEATEDLY): “ACK!  Not the face!!” MENU INTERFACE, POKE MAX ♥:  “You’re pushing all the right buttons, you know.”

COMPLETED SCENE, +♥: “Let’s do this again soon, alright?  I look forward to it!” COMPLETED SCENE, -♥: “How about we never speak of this again?  ‘Kay?  Glad you understand.” GIFT (NEUTRAL): “Thanks!  I’ll open this when I get home!  I wouldn’t want to be rude.” GIFT (DISLIKED): “This will make a lovely paperweight.” GIFT (LIKED): “It’s almost like you know me or something...Thank you.” GIFT: (THEIR BIRTHDAY): “It’s just like any other day of the year, really...But, if you insist.”

BIRTHDAY:  “I’m just returning the favor. Don’t think too much on it.”

[straythunder]

❛ it’s possible you chose an unfortunate poem to recite, my love. ❜ (for blake from adam)

DEATHLESS.

“a curse is on her, if she stay — ” she’s imagining a boat drifting far, far away and the chance to lay down. to breathe a quiet rest at last. she’s imagining what he would look like if he stopped breathing. “ — her weaving.”

“but the interesting thing about the way the line splits. she’s cursed if she stays, but she’s cursed if she stops what she’s doing. so what do you think she does?” blake ignores the way he says ‘my love’ and instead continues her questions. her voice is tempered steel — him, the fire she had passed through to stand unbent before him now. she’s thinking of a boat untied from a dock, a train unhinged from it’s cars. she’s thinking about the courage it takes to rather die than remain.

“she leaves, because as it continues to say, she’s half-sick of shadows. she kept looking down at all the lives better than hers in the tower and she left.” the book is closed and blake rises  ( almost steps toward him before she remembers the shadows that cling to his every bone. remembers the courage it takes to turn her back )  “it’s not an unfortunate poem, adam. it’s my favorite.”