#traegics

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˚𐦍˚.⋆ ― gwendolyn song / closed starter / @traegics (kaidan)

the starlight hadn't even cooled on the terrace stones before gwendolyn made her presence known—quiet steps, warm glow, and that ever-familiar tilt to her smile that meant trouble was coming, dressed in silk and affection. she leaned casually against one of the carved obsidian columns just outside his study, her arms folded and eyes already twinkling.

“so,” she began, tone light as dusk mist, “you finally make it back to the night court, and suddenly the rest of us don’t exist anymore?” a dramatic sigh followed, hand pressed to her heart like a court actress in the final act. “one week home and you’ve gone full high lord recluse—brooding on balconies, whispering to shadows, conveniently forgetting your dawn court obligations. namely: me.” her smile sharpened, playful, fond. “i suppose i should’ve sent a moonlit invitation scented with old regrets and bad decisions just to get your attention.”

[dmpled]

@traegics for Adrian

“you better back the fuck up.”she hissed as she looked at the other for the moment. it didn’t take a genius to know what he was. they all seemed to have twisted looks on their face, every single one of them. “go fucking annoy someone else, surely you can find someone who would put up with you.” luna added, she really didn’t want to be near the hunter at all.

[sammyslamajammas]

Closed for @traegics -Disguise 1- City Pop Nova

Nova was good at many things. However as Nova, she is bad flirting. So she turned to the most empirical evidence based conclusion: disguise herself to gauge the potential suitors for Gabi. As Nova sauntered into Viper there was a coy grin and a wave of her wig.

"Hey there, I'm looking for a guy named Xavier." Nova said in a deeper voice than her register. "You wouldn't know where to find him do you?"

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⟡ ݁₊ .― phoenix hendrix / closed starter / @traegics (beckham)

the smoke alarm had already gone off twice. nix stood in the center of her tiny apartment kitchen, one hand on her hip, the other wielding a wooden spoon like she was considering using it as a weapon instead of a utensil. the pan on the stove hissed in a way that did not feel legally edible. something that was definitely once vegetables had fused into an unidentifiable shape. “this is fine,” she muttered to herself, waving the spoon at the pan like that might intimidate it into cooperating. “i’ve seen worse in the field.” she had not. and the field didn’t involve olive oil catching fire.

the knock at her door hit at the exact moment the pan snapped loudly, sending a tiny sizzle onto the tile. nix froze, looked at the door, then back at the chaos, then sighed like the universe had personally wronged her. “if you smell burning,” she called out as she tugged the door open for beckham without ceremony, curls slightly frizzed from kitchen heat, “no you don’t.” she stepped back to let him in, pretending none of this was happening even though smoke was definitely drifting in a judgmental little halo behind her.

“i’m making dinner,” she announced, as though she weren’t actively losing a fight to sautéed vegetables. “don’t laugh. i’m perfectly capable of domestic activities.” a beat. “in theory.” the pan popped again. nix winced. “…okay, full disclosure? i might need you to stand by with a fire extinguisher. or, you know— your magic. whichever gets here first.” her eyes flicked to his, defensive and mortified and already bracing for the teasing she knew was coming. “say nothing. i swear to god, beck, say nothing.”

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⋆✧˚.⋆ ― corvath blackthorne / closed starter / @traegics (lorelai)

he found her where he knew she wouldn’t want him to — because that was the only way to catch her these days. lorelai lockwood had been ducking him for weeks, slipping out of rooms before his shadow crossed the threshold, leaving words unsaid that burned louder than anything she could throw.

cory stood a few paces back, hands shoved into his coat pockets, watching her like he was measuring the distance she kept between them. his voice cut through the quiet, low but steady. “you’ve made an art out of avoiding me,” he said, not accusing, just honest. “i let it slide once, twice… but i’m done pretending you’re not doing it on purpose.”

he stepped forward, enough for the porch light to catch the sharp line of his jaw, the gold hoop at his ear. his smirk was gone, replaced by something harder, and more intense as his eyes traveled her features. “so tell me, wolf girl — are you really that angry with me, or are you just scared of what happens if we actually talk?”

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∴☺︎˚.⋆ ― evelynn kenner / closed event starter / @traegics (kaiden)

she'd been talking to-- they weren't really a dj per se, but they were the one controlling the music for the night, when movement caught her eye. dark brown hues slowly raised to take in the figure, from their dress shoes and silky red shirt only to reach his face to find her gaze met with his. a soft pink colored her cheeks, but as much as she wanted to look away, she couldn't, and whatever request she had been asking the dj fell quiet.

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⟡ ݁₊ .― phoenix hendrix / continued from here / @traegics

"it's about time you cashed in on the bet we made." nix grinned, sitting down across from the other after grabbing a plate. "steak tacos, exactly as i ordered. thanks, stas."

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˙✧˖° [ ◉¯] ⊹₊ ― jesse kenner // closed starter // @traegics (skyla)

his pack, his family, her family. they all had so much to say and ask, and while he understood he had been pulled away from the one person he longed to be with for far too long. jesse made his way through the crowd, dodging a few pack elders-- he'd have to apologize later, only for a boyish grin to lit up his face as he finally spotted her, the most breathe-taking woman he'd ever seen-- his wife. the wolf closed the distance between them. one hand finding a home on her hip as he pulled her in. "do you think they'll notice if we disappear for a little while?" jesse whispered into skyla's ear.