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tell me why don’t we write together ;; accepting

✭: my writing might be lacking

AND THIS IS WHERE I SLAP YOU right across the face, girl!!! Theres a 98% chance that I might not even be writing here (or anywhere) today if I hadn’t started writing YOU aaaaall those years ago and lemme tell you RIGHT NOW, the only thing that’s keeping me from writing with you is that I never know in which of your accounts you’re active, but lemme know and I’m here with all the muse for my mentor!!!!!!

[argivebeauty]

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine ( Vlad )

word prompts compilation ;; accepting

The motion had been so swift that her eyes had missed the sight of the flying arrow – Helen first became conscious of it at the acute, whistling sound it made as it cut the air, missing her arm by mere inches to land on his shoulder instead, as he jumped to shield her. Helen looked ahead, trying to find the source of such attempt, but in the darkness she saw nothing. Before she could assess the damage, or even rationally make sense of the attack, her mind fleetingly wondered how sharp were his eyes, how fast were his feet – to have noticed it in time and protected her even before she became aware of what was happening. The moon had long risen from the ocean, crossing the air high above in the sky. Beneath the pale silver light she could see the blood staining his garments, and she stared at it with a look of familiarity and a perennial calmness as she urged him inside the castle walls in order to seek assistance.

‘How bad is it?’, she asked him, guiding him into the palace. How many times had she seen similar wounds? How many times must he have suffered them? Her gaze turned from the blood back to his eyes then out the door which they’d just crossed, as if somehow the face of the attacker would soon become visible. Helen dared not try to pull the arrow out, lest it should worsen the bleeding. ‘Wait here, I’ll have a physician brought right away-‘

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Enzo:

      ❛ —— ❜ there isn’t anything he can think of to say in this situation, merely because the beach isn’t totally empty at the moment, despite it being four in the afternoon and the sun starting to go in through the clouds already. Enzo watched his partner, so carefree in his ways that the Brit was taken back every time he did something new and unexpected, but it made him want to join in and feel that same rush of euphoria Tommy seemed to feel by doing whatever he wanted—whenever he wanted.  ❛ Well shit, you’re not leaving me standing on the sand on my own while you go for a dip, ❜ he chuckles, pulling his shirt up over his body but refusing to remove his pants, which really would prove a struggle once in the water, given the heaviness of jeans when wet.

TJ didn’t often hesitate when it came to taking a quick dip in the sea, and the day was still balmy and warm, though the ocean itself would likely be freezing, it would be worth it to feel ever so refreshed afterwards. Besides, TJ could take a nice hot bath when they got home. In hind sight, TJ thought about how he should have definitely put on underwear that wasn’t white. But, it was far too late for that, because he was already shedding his clothes and quickly trudging his way into the sea. He’s up to his waist before he turns to see Enzo stripping from his shirt but not his pants, and waded forward just a little to meet the other man. ‘ You should have definitely just taken the jeans off, babe, ’ he chuckled, hooking his fingers in the sodden waist band of his loves jeans, tugging him closer. TJ wasn’t much of a swimmer, but he liked to frolic and have fun.                                                 ‘ I'll help you out of 'em if you want? ’

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armor. [ from enzo ]

@writervega | *rest prompts:

     Every time that TJ got sick, he slept terribly. The only thing different about this, was that TJ was tossing and turning in Enzo’s bed and not his own in the States. When he woke, he was thoroughly disorientated and disappointed – at least when he got a little bit of sleep, his head stopped spinning and his body sweating or shivering didn’t bother him. 

     Tommy was roused from another bout of restless slumber by thick fingers carding through his hair, soothing the younger male down to his very core. It anchored him, gave him little enough energy to pick his head up from his pillow for just a few seconds.

     “’Zo,” he mumbled, eyes fluttering at the kiss pressed to his forehead. Tommy slipped an arm over Enzo’s leg in an exhausted effort to keep him there, his head back against his pillow. Tommy was awake for now, famished and feeling disgusting, though safe with his love there beside him in quiet reassurance.

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♥ enzo absolutely adores tommy and thinks the world of him ● his life has been improved upon drastically from the moment they met and enzo was smitten from day one ● he wants to spend the rest of his life with tommy and hopes one day to have a family with him.

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     ‘ —it is gettin’ late, ‘ he says, but as he’s looking over at the other male, he takes note of the fact that Tommy looks reasonably done in, perhaps even a little sickly pale. It could have been a number of things, but the most likely cause was the restaurant they had visited over an hour ago and although he himself wasn’t feeling under the weather, they had ordered differently. Enzo had only parked the car a street or two away because the parking lot had been full, so it was a short enough walk and he hoped that the fresh air might do Tommy some good; it tended to work if he himself was feeling sick, although it could have been mind over matter based on one of the many old wives tales his Gran used to tell him when he was growing up. ‘ You don’t look so hot, babe. I think I’ll spend the night, if you wouldn’t mind? Just to make sure you rest up enough. ‘ 

     It was certain that Tommy couldn’t quite possibly look any more pitiful than he did then - he was such a whiner when he was feeling sick, and right then all he wanted was to curl up in a ball and hope that the desire to vomit passed. The fresh air did seem to perk him up a little, and by the time they got to the car, TJ wasn’t dreading the journey home - and even in TJ’s time of need, Enzo was nothing but a gentleman, as always. He only stayed the night when TJ specifically requested him to do so, even if they had been in each other’s company for the hours beforehand too. ‘ Please do, honey, ’ Tommy murmured, tucking himself against Enzo’s side until they reached the car. Once in the vehicle, TJ kept his eyes closed, with his hand tucked into Enzo’s jacket pocket -- the journey was quick thankfully, and as soon as Tommy got inside, he headed for his bedroom, still feeling rather unwell. 

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      ‘ ——’course you do, ‘ is all he answers with, the faintest hint of pink dusting his cheeks and the bridge of his nose at how forward a question that was, but he wasn’t going to back down. He had been hopeful the end of their evening would lead to one, because Tommy’s mouth had been inviting for the last couple of hours and he’d held off until now, not wanting to rush into it. For any other date he’d had in his life, which wasn’t very many.. all of two, there had never been kisses at all until at least the third date, but he was tremendously old fashioned and believed that on your first outing with your crush, you didn’t pursue such things unless it was requested. Never had the challenge to hold off on a kiss presented itself in such a manner before, though; Tommy was f a rtoo tempting, and he seemed to know it, to some extent. There was amusement twinkling in eyes from both of them as they regarded one another in the silence that followed, before he moved. ‘ I didn’t wanna push my luck.. ‘ the last word was whispered as his lips hovered over the others && one of his hands found its way to the nape of Tommy’s neck, tugging him into a rather bruising — somewhat urgent, lust filled kiss that gave all the signs of Enzo’s budding attraction to him.

     There’s a happy little grin tugging at the corners of his lips while he’s watching the flush scatter it’s way across Enzo’s nose and cheeks. TJ’s lips were soft, plush and bitten red by the end of their evening; the end of their first date. Which could, in theory, continue on well into the night. TJ felt as though he should just leave it at a kiss, though could he? He hadn’t been dating to get to know people, choosing instead to get high and fuck whoever he wanted -- however, Enzo was different. He was sweet, charming... Everything TJ needed in his life, and everything that TJ needed to keep in his life.       ‘ Please push your luck, ’ were TJ’s next words, though they died before they came to their fruition because Enzo’s palm found the back of his neck and TJ’s tongue was already licking it’s way into Enzo’s mouth to reciprocate the kiss. His fingers curled into the other mans jacket, dragging him ever closer and closer still even as TJ’s back rested against the door to his apartment.       The kiss dizzied TJ, left him gasping and oh so eager for more. TJ’s lips trailed along Enzo’s jaw only to whisper against his ear, ‘ you wanna stay? ’ and then he returned his hungry mouth to the others gorgeously plump lips, eager teeth nipping at his lower lip, in a way trying to entice Enzo into coming inside.