#|| :')

[neonwebs]

offers him his stacking rocks

...I like the dry sound of wood when it impacts wood. Part of why I like these so much. Quiet when the towers come up. When he turns to leave, I brush his arm. I'm grateful.

[frestoniia]

Craig had only recently became Solomon's student. It was a fun experience for the wizard, being able to pass down his knowledge to someone else.

Although, he couldn't help but get certain feelings when around this boy. Superficial feelings no doubt, simply attraction given how cute he was.

Which was why....

"You did really well today. I can tell you have a lot of potential as a magic user." His compliment was definitely genuine, giving his usual smile.

Then he lifts Craig's chin with a thumb and forefinger, leaning in close. "How about I give you a little reward for your efforts?" A chuckle before soon pressing his lips against the other's. It definitely lingered, and from the looks of it he might not be done after simply one kiss.

@devotionobsessed

" You really think so? " a smile formed on Craig's face at the praise, " Thank you... It helps that I have such a good teacher. "

   Craig wasn't new to these feelings he had for his mentor. He'd been wrestling with attraction, and worse, affection, for longer than he cared to examine. Before all this had started, Solomon's handsy nature had been a mixed blessing. Craig had begun to carefully save up all the little touches; the way their fingers brushed as they exchanged potion vials, or the way Solomon would hover just a little too close to watch as Craig practiced drawing sigils.

   Now, the touches were decidedly less accidental. Before he could register Solomon's expression, Craig found himself crowded against a bare bit of table. One hand was braced on the ledge beside his hip, while the other moved to tilt his chin up.

   Craig made a soft noise, head tilting slightly to the side as he kissed Solomon back. Of course, this was all in good fun. Their little trysts were never meant to be anything more than that. Yet, even knowing this, Craig couldn't help himself. He knew he was in love, knew he was in love with being in love, and he knew that he'd never felt this good before, not ever.

   He wanted Solomon in every way. But he would accept whatever Solomon was willing to give him, even if it wasn't enough.

" If that's how you're going to reward me from now on... I'll make sure to work extra hard. "

[frestoniia]

∆ HEAL ∆ // LISTEN Craig tending to his hands after ruggie punched someone trying to mess with Craig 👀👀

Hand in Hand || accepting

@aristarchos

" What did you go and do that for...? "

     Craig's voice is soft, gaze firmly fixed to Ruggie's bloody knuckles as he carefully dabs at them with a damp cloth. Of course, he's not stupid. He knows why Ruggie did what he did, and he probably wasn't secretive about it either. But Craig sure wished that he didn't... That he wouldn't.

     Craig knows that Ruggie's size belies his true strength. He can hold his own in a fight fairly well, even when he's not actually trying all that hard. But even knowing how capable he is, Craig's not sure if he could ever forgive himself if Ruggie ever got seriously hurt because of him.

     As he bandages his friend's hand, all Craig can think about is that moment when Ruggie threw the first punch. It's kind of a miracle it didn't escalate into a full-blown fistfight, but he guessed the other student didn't want to go picking fights with someone so close to the prince. Still... In that moment, Craig had been completely helpless. What if it had turned into an actual fight? Would Craig have been able to do anything? Or would he just be frozen in fear, completely useless? Or, even worse... Would his natural instincts kick in and cause him to run away?

     He could barely stomach the thought of it. He's disgusted with himself for even considering that he would do such a thing. And yet... He can't dismiss the possibility entirely, as much as he wants to.

     Soon enough, he finishes treating Ruggie's injuries. They're fairly minor, so it doesn't take very long at all. Yet, he holds onto the other's hand for a moment longer, thumb lightly brushing over the gauze bandage wrapped around his knuckles.

" I appreciate you sticking up for me, but... Please don't do that again. I care about you too much to watch you get hurt because of me. "

[frestoniia]

▹ officially slept through most of the first day of 2022. is this goals or a cause for concern? tune in next week to find out

[rosmcrinus]

Hunter tried to throw her once. Once.

[flowerbcds--a]

@whiskyscots​ asked:

" whoa... hey, now, who made you cry? where'd they go? "

GRUMPY / SUNSHINE PROMPTS || accepting

     Winnie liked to think she had thicker skin than this. She’d taken years of abuse working at Joja Co. She’d been yelled at and treated like dirt for so long, she thought she’d be basically immune to it by now. Yet all it took was one offhanded comment from Shane was somehow enough to make her burst into tears. Thinking on it, she couldn’t even really recall what exactly he’d said to her. Maybe it wasn’t even about what he said, but the tone he used. 

     Of course, the fact that she’d already been having a difficult week certainly didn’t help things. She felt so stressed and sensitive, it was really only a matter of time before something caused the dam to break. 

     Which is why, when Alasdair asks her why she’s crying, she can’t even bring herself to answer. Instead, she tearfully shakes her head, sniffling as she reaches up to scrub away the water spilling from her eyes.

“ I- it’s nothin’, Al. Don’t worry about it. ” 

[hairriscn]

YOUR FINAL ACT

The hero refuses to kill you.

You keeping screaming at them to kill you, but your hero just stands there weeping like some kind of fool. You grab onto their collar and scream, and you're probably spitting on them. How many times do you have to shake them for the sense to come flooding back? You both were so close to finally ending this a few minutes ago! Now they're just crying and shaking their head and trying to hold your wrists. You're powerless! This is their chance! You collapse to your knees and sob.

[hairriscn]

HOW DO YOU BEST LIKE TO BE LOVED?

Touch me with tender truth

You crave being known and held. You just want the warmth and pressure of another body against your own. Sometimes, late at night when you're alone in your bed, your skin aches with the lack of touch. You've tried touching yourself, and it isn't the same. One time someone gripped your shoulder and squeezed it in passing, and you thought about it for weeks after - the ghost pressure of their hand lingering. Don't you deserve it? Consistent physical love and caring? I think so, I think you do. But I also have to ask - do you fear it even as you want? After all, if you get it then it might also be taken away. I hope that if you fear it, you push through past that fear. That you ask for the touch you desire and deserve. I hope that you get touched with love and kindness, wrapped up in warm arms and rocked from side to side until the tension and pain falls away layer by layer and only you are left.

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