#trustbutvcrify

[soulcluster-moved]

@trustbutvcrify​ / vegeta ‘i missed you’ kiss. 

“Well, look who’s still up.” Bulma smiled knowingly. Vegeta may tried to hide the fact that he had waited up for Bulma (a week-long conference in another city had kept her away) but he wasn’t fooling her. 

Still smiling, she made her way over to him. “You misssed me,” she told him in a sing-song voice. “Vegeta misssed me.” It was so easy to tease him that she couldn’t help herself, but before she got too far she stopped long enough to give him a kiss. Soft and sweet, with her hand curling into the front of his shirt, and her smile pressing against his mouth.

“I missed you too,” she murmured.

[spakonarchive]

@trustbutvcrify          /           geralt.

“Geralt,” Ciri grinned, her hands behind her back as she stood in the doorway. Skellige always reminded her of a time long come and gone. Being here again, simply just to be, was welcome. They were making coin as Witchers do – and all of it is exactly what Ciri could only wish for.

She finally revealed what was behind her back as she took another step into the room Geralt was keeping in the small inn. Two pairs of skates, held by their laces, in either of Ciri’s hands. She grins at him wide, excited, “It’s been quite awhile, hasn’t it? I wonder if you’ve been keeping this skill just as sharp. Some on – we’ve nothing else to do today. I want to go skating. The river nearby is perfect for an old game I used to play. A word of caution -- you may just break your arm.”

[livingprophecy]

the DM vibes vs. the actual character, ft. my boyfriend, haley, nick, and flora.  please witness my failures.

[liightningchosen]

@trustbutvcrify​   /   STARTER CALL.   (for tommy)

       THE TIMING WAS PERFECT. He needed a moment away from Central after everything Zoom had done, and he was half way to Star City already when he’d gotten the SOS call. Laurel was hurt, and he had her in the hospital in another second, and her life was saved. Oh god, if he’d been a few minutes later, if he hadn’t been there at all. Barry had to go back to Central almost immediately, but he could come back a few days later, once things had called down. 

       BARRY SPED INTO THE hospital waiting room, immediately spotting Tommy in one of the chairs.   “Tommy, hey.”   He let out a breath of relief --- seeing him was a good sign. Laurel had to be okay.   “How’s she doing? I got back as soon as I could, the last few days have been crazy.”   Offering a weak smile was all Barry could do though. He couldn’t imagine what Tommy was going through right now. 

[resurrecticn-a]

@trustbutvcrify​ asked for a starter

“How long was I out for? What happened?”

[theblacksirencanary]

It was hard to lie to someone whom I had loved so much. Tommy had been what kept me together those first few months after Oliver’s death. But in the end it hadn’t been enough, she doubted for either of them. Now it was different, she was different. And she couldn’t tell him she had turned in one set of black leather for another set.

“I’m glad we’re getting to have this dinner together.“ She dipped her fries into the milkshake and glanced around the diner. “This is what we should have done for our reception. I think Moira and Malcolm might have been horrified but...” She wanted to say Thea would have loved it. It was just a name she couldn’t bring herself to say. “I’ve missed you.”

@trustbutvcrify

[heckcduparchived]

trustbutvcrify liked your post “like this post for a random lyric starter. muse will vary unless you...” accepting song: I miss my friend by Daryl Worley 

“I miss your gentle voice in lonely times like now”

[theshootingarrow]

{ @trustbutvcrify

“Alan.” It had been days since he’d learned about her but he still wasn’t sure how to process the information. What did he do? What did he say? There was an anger boiling inside, threatening to combust at any moment. He’d yet to tell Alan, unsure of what to do, unsure of how to tell him. Oliver knew the truth needed to come out. 

“I... learned some information.” Oliver paced the room. He knew he was probably making Alan more nervous than he intended. “And I’m still trying to process it.”