#weaponbearing

[ambrosiapsyche]

weaponbearing said: [ HOW DARE YOU UPSET ME LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!

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[ambrosiapsyche]

weaponbearing

“Cosette, oh my God. Cosette, who were these boys?” He urgently grabs her arm, searching her eyes for an answer very urgently. “Do you remember their faces? Did they say their names?”

“ -- I -- I’m not going to tell you. Because you will go and hurt them, correct? My father told me -- he told me that people need to rise above violence -- with non-violence. And I am not going to let you do that. “

      She takes a breath, bringing her hands to his shoulders,       squeezing them gently. “ They were mean -- but we’re       not going to be mean. Back. “

[ambrosiapsyche]

weaponbearing

     “ Sir Tybalt -- Sir Tybalt! “

              The lark leans out of her window, shouting at the passing                  knight. He is for her protection, and she quite needs to be                  protected should a winged demon of sorts make its way                  from the Underworld -- and directly into her wardrobe. It                  seems she has been trampling around the mud again, and                  is in need of a change of dress. However, she is far too                  afraid to open her closet door, and Sir Tybalt is entirely                  much braver than this poor bird could ever be.

     “ -- Could you please come and check my wardrobe?          -- I am afraid that monster may be back, and hiding          behind my nice dresses -- “

[ambrosiapsyche]

thoughts on + tybalt! 8)

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A bright flush drowns her cheeks, a smile almost too bright beams from her lips. A giddy feeling – yes, that is exactly what it is.      

          “ My darling new friend! Tybalt quite reminds me of a storybook               knight, one with the steel and swords and everything! I should               adore to ride alongside him on adventures, but I will gladly be               the princess in the beautiful gown that sits on the back of his               horse. I should like to learn more of him; he is terribly interesting,               and such a darling boy! How he should manage to make so               many enemies is beyond my knowledge – one would assume               he would have friends and ... lovers at his feet – “

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❄ huehuehue

kiss kiss ( i’m weeb trash! ) | accepting

it kind of pisses her off how little she actually DOESN’T hate tybalt. 

           like, A LOT. 

she knows she should ( why wouldn’t she? he was kind of a HUGE DICK to her and everyone in her family ), but she couldn’t bring herself to hate him. especially not after he’d gotten shot.

they’d spent quite a bit of time together then, and quite a bit of time together afterwards ( considering she’d gone to visit him basically every day to make sure he was healing well ) and she’d managed to learn that he wasn’t actually that bad??

                      shocker, right?

and even after he’s healed, they’re still spending time together, be it watching movies at either one of their places or just hanging out really anywhere ( preferably away from the eyes of the other montagues and capulets, though ). they’re just genuinely enjoying each others company. weird.

and that’s where they are now. watching a movie in ben’s basement, her legs slung lazily across his and her head resting on the armrest of the couch. 

and maybe it’s a romantic movie. sue her. she likes them sometimes.

okay, and maybe during the romantic scene she sat up, slinging her legs off of his and shifting so they were facing. 

           ( she was just getting uncomfortable, okay? )

and maybe at this point she was paying more attention to his face in the dark than the screen.

           ( she’s seen this movie before, it doesn’t matter )

and before she can stop herself, she’s leaning forward, pressing her lips against his and resting her hand on his cheek. she pulls away just as suddenly as she does it, but the kiss still leaves her breathless.

           ( she’ll just blame it on the movie’s atmosphere. too bad she’s not            even paying attention to it anymore )

[bcnvolio-blog]

weaponbearing replied to your post “You've lasted longer than I thought you could.”

"There is no CHEATING in fights! You are now dying of a stab wound, I win."

“PLEASE. if we were playing by those rules, you would’ve had to be hopping on one foot for the past like, five minutes. you’d be bleeding out, too.

            you just want to win.”