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@typhxn from here bc I am weak
Only for a brief moment can a pout be seen ghosting over her features, before it’s replaced by a subtle smirk. The utter confusion he’s so obviously feeling is written all over his face, and brings her far too much satisfaction.
“I was ruffling your hair. It’s rather good for ruffling you know. Plus, that had to of felt nice, no?”
It’s perhaps a lie, perhaps an excuse, maybe she’s solely doing it to mess with him. She doesn’t much care what he believes anyway.
“ ... hm.”
it’s not easy for him; she was a puzzle, but in all truth, typhan knows she looks somewhat smug. & now he’s embarrassed by his behavior. he shouldn’t have pulled that face because he can’t very well say he didn’t enjoy it when clearly he made a show of it through expression. the titan purses his lips.
“ don’t touch me again. ”
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there she was. the wild child. typhan’s taught her many times to be careful with her words & it seems she hasn’t heeded his warning whatsoever. she will be her own downfall. he wants to reprimand her, punish her. his heart was screaming at him to do so. it’s over, seraphina. you’ve had enough fun. this ‘earth’ was nothing but child’s play & he’ll let her see that soon --
... yet, he does nothing. typhan meets her gaze, arching a perfect brow of his own to match hers & blinks.
“ what have i told you ?? careful with your words. ”
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♤ (this child would... just to get on some one's nerves...)
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♤ an uncomfortably long stare
she might think he doesn’t know her well enough, but ten years was enough time to analyze his former daughter student’s unique antics. how many times did typhan have to endure her everlasting fits of rage ?? plenty. he managed to keep her in control ( as well as his temper !! ) for so long, but a storm can’t be tamed forever. that day was bound to happen. poor child. if only he HADN’T aided her the day they crossed paths. & now here they are. face to face & not at all happy to see each other. that was his assumption anyways. the old titan proceeds to give her the ‘stink eye’ – his upmost disapproval of what she was doing & what he felt of it & with a neutral tone of voice, he tells her to –
“ stop that. ”
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¤ a book to read
the book was small, but he loved it. it contained colorful drawings of the most bizarre characters he’s read about, not at all what he & emily jane used to read. the book proves to be useless to him in the concept of knowledge, but no matter, he’ll gladly take this odd piece of literature & present it to the next person looking for a book to read, but that’s not the only thing typhan wants from this child. quickly, he flips through the book, scanning the remaining pages he didn’t catch & gives it back to them.
“ read it to me. ”
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♡ a hair ruffling
it’s the first time she’s physically touched him, he notes, but he doesn’t push her away, flinch, or threaten her. he gazes at her with profound incredulity, not only of her actions, but of HIS OWN. she touched him & he allowed it, & now he doesn’t know what to do. what a strange thing she did !! could this motion be an indication of affection ?? he blinks repeatedly, & oh so gently, typhan slowly moves her hand away from his head with a now perplexed look on his face.
“ ... what are you doing ?? ”
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○: a hug ●: a kiss (feel free to specify where) □: a flower crown ■: a nudge in the side ♤: an uncomfortably long stare ♡: a hair ruffling ♢: a push from behind ♧: a backhand slap ☆: a fronthand slap ¤: a book to read 》: a pat on the back ¡: an apology ¿: a gift
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“People have the strangest of fantasies….”
“ strike them. ”
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KATHERINE.
Katherine’s eyes widen in delighted surprise. Typhan, Master of Storms and Conductor of solar winds since (very nearly) the beginning of time wants to try some hot cocoa? Ombric’s special brew has been enhanced by Bunnymund’s incomparable Pookan chocolate, so Katherine has little doubt it is the finest hot chocolate in the world, but the girl marveles that a being of Typhan’s grandeur would come seeking a taste. “Oh, certainly!” Katherine replies, already imagining the mug she will select, and wondering if she will need to consult North to measure the most Absolutely Perfect dollop of whipped cream. The girl grins, but there is a tiny hint of hesitancy– quiet fascination, more subdued than her bubbly mannerisms would suggest– as her gaze also follows the ant stumbling down the path at which Typhan had been staring. {What does he see?} She wonders. Oh, the stories she imagined he could tell, if only he would! She could illustrate the epics of the Golden Age, if only he would speak. But! One does not ask about such things upon having just finished introductions. Introductions! They haven’t even gotten that far! Composing herself, Katherine tilts her head with a polite nod of gratitude for his willingness to help. “I’m grateful for your aid, Master Typhan,” she announces. “I’m Katherine, and it’s an absolute honor to make your acquaintance!” Katherine manages a funny little curtsy, never having been properly trained for such things by an ancient wizard and a former Cossack bandit. “Kailash is my pet goose,” she explains. “She’s about fifteen feet tall, with snowy white feathers?… Hard to misplace, actually,” Katherine confesses. “But because she’s so large, she can fly miles away in only a few moments! I can’t see where she’s gone this time, being stuck on the ground without her.”
mortals always seem to carry that glint of fascination in their eyes, didn’t they ?? katherine seems to be no different. why, of course. she was a child, & the look in her eyes at his presence reminds him of the treacherous EMILY JANE. a quiet girl impressed by his magic. something he foolishly had mistaken for love. could they be the same ?? he’s only meet two of her age so far in his existence...
“ the honor is mine, miss. ”
he wasn’t one for socializing & he would take her hand & place a small kiss on it, but his powers were still not fully in control, & typhan doesn’t want to maim her by accident even if it’s a little. the thought makes him nervous. not only would pitch be after him, but the guardians as well !! let’s not add another person to his line. he had plenty already. not mention the overwhelming guilt he would feel afterwards if he didn’t heal her in time. the girl has been nothing but kind to him, so far.
“ i’m not sure i can take flight so easily... the creator of this planet and i are not in good terms at the moment...” he’s not sure how much she knows; sanderson could have said anything. “ will searching on foot suffice ?? that way, we’ll have plenty to talk about. i’m afraid i’m a little behind on recent events. ”
& maybe, just maybe she’ll get a small story out of him.
LADY PITCHINER.
The Lady Pitchiner quirked a slight smile at the words of her partner. It was a way of introducing one self in this part of the constellations, though not everyone found it an amusing one.
“And those of us bound to earth return your greetings. Be welcome.” She greeted in return.
“Though I will not be offended, if you wish to retreat from the dancefloor.” She told him in a lower voice.
oh, how transparent you are, typhan !! he’d have to be careful, though. he doesn’t want to be that type of being; so easy to read and calculate. a small duck of his head, & a genuine smile cracks on his visage, & he, too, lowers the tone of his voice.
“ i do not know how to dance. ”
reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you
this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much
Writing while deliriously tired
While Writing: I'm so creative right now, it's like all the normal constraints have been lifted. Wow I wrote 2,000 words in 30 minutes! This is going to be great.
Rereading the Next Day: I used the word 'Beautiful' 8 times in this sentence and instead of 'reassuring' I wrote 'refrigerator.' Also the tenses switched 3 times in one paragraph and I started writing about a character who isn't even in this story.
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