𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇

[TXT] : answer the question.

[TXT] : you left your jacket here.

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.

[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.

[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.

[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..

[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.

[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.

[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.

[TXT] : be honest with me.

[TXT] : are you free tonight?

[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!

[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.

[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.

[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.

[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.

[TXT] : i hate that you were right.

[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.

[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.

[TXT] : i had a dream about you.

[TXT] : i thought you were coming?

[TXT] : wow that's crazy.

[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.

[TXT] : your stuff is still here.

[TXT] : open the door.

[TXT] : what are you doing right now?

[TXT] : don't screenshot this.

[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.

[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?

[TXT] : what are we?

[TXT] : no really it's fine.

[TXT] : you don't have to lie.

[TXT] : i don't feel great.

[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.

[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.

[TXT] : don't do this over text.

[TXT] : did i do something wrong?

[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.

[TXT] : running late sorry.

[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.

[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.

[TXT] : are you mad at me.

[TXT] : please answer me.

[TXT] : i told you not to do that.

[TXT] : can i come over?

[TXT] : i'm outside.

[TXT] : you're being unfair.

[TXT] : that's not an excuse.

[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?

[TXT] : are you busy?

[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.

[TXT] : i think i fucked up.

[TXT] : i need to vent.

[TXT] : do you want food?

[TXT] : this is messing with my head.

[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.

[TXT] : are you mad at me?

[TXT] : please say something.

[TXT] : can you lie for me?

[TXT] : i found your keys!

[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.

[TXT] : i know you're awake.

[TXT] : stay the night.

[TXT] : you look good and you know it.

[TXT] : this reminded me of you!

[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.

[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.

[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.

[TXT] : you left me on read.

[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.

[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.

[TXT] : are you alone?

[TXT] : stuck in traffic.

[TXT] : you could've just said no.

[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.

[TXT] : who are you with?

[TXT] : something has to change.

[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.

[TXT] : i'm done.

[TXT] : don't tease me.

[TXT] : i'm getting worried.

[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.

[TXT] : where are you??

[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.

[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.

[TXT] : can you come get me?

[TXT] : look up.

[TXT] : i trust you.

[TXT] : i need help.

[TXT] : this is flirting right?

[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.

[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.

[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?

[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.

[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.

[TXT] : that was not funny.

[TXT] : i'm proud of you.

[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.

[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner

[TXT] : please don't be mad..

[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?

[TXT] : i won't bother you again.

[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.

[TXT] : did you get home safe?

[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.

[TXT] : i miss you.

[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..

[TXT] : i can't sleep.

[TXT] : i need clarity.

[TXT] : tell me to behave.

[TXT] : okay fine you win.

[TXT] : hello?

[TXT] : you did good.

[TXT] : do you miss me?

[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.

[TXT] : are you safe??

[TXT] : you're unbelievable.

[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.

[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.

[TXT] : don't ever say that again.

[TXT] : are you flirting with me?

[TXT] : you owe me gas money.

[TXT] : stop avoiding me.

[TXT] : call me when you see this!

[TXT] : you still mad?

[TXT] : can we talk in person?

[TXT] : can i crash at your place?

[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.

[TXT] : i'm spiraling.

[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.

[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.

[TXT] : you look cute.

[TXT] : glad you had fun.

[TXT] : i'm exhausted.

[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.

[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??

[TXT] : i want to move on.

[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.

[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.

[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.

[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.

[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.

[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.

[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?

[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.

[TXT] : you crossed a line.

[TXT] : you up?

[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.

[TXT] : don't get smug.

[TXT] : i'm on my way!

[TXT] : i should not be saying this.

[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.

His fingers rose and stroked through her hair trying to be gentle.

"I did not do much." Rolan adjusted, realizing that he was not going to be released from soothing Babette anytime soon and he did not mind that in the slightest he was finding.

       She  found  his  humbleness  was  misplaced.       Fighting  not  one,  but  two  hags  at  the  same  time  was  far  from  an  easy  task,  but  oh,  did  arguing  feel  draining.  Everything  felt  as  if  it  would  take  life-force  out  of  her,  as  soon  as  she  wanted  to  begin  to  speak.  Babette  managed  a  subtle  shake  of  head,  now  meeting  golden  eyes  before  her  own  analyzed  his  appearance.

       ❝  Are  you  okay    ?    Are  you  hurt    ?  ❞       Words  flew  out  of  her  mouth  in  an  instant,  so  quick,  she  was  nearly  muttering  the  questions  with  no  way  of  understanding.  He  faced  danger  just  for  her  stupid  decisions,  nobody  should  pay  the  price  for  something  the  fey  did  fifteen  years  ago.  It  was  one  pitiful  sight,  how  she  attempted  straightening  up  from  how  she  slouched  against  him,  just  to  get  a  better  look  at  the  bruises  on  his  visage.

    No  no  no  no.

Brows  knitted  in  worry,  in  sheer  regret.  He  hasn't  been  as  close  to  death  as  she  was  half  an  hour  ago,  but  why  does  it  feel  like  that    ?    What  if  he  didn't  survive    ?        ❝  Are  you  bleeding,  cold,  dizzy     ?     Did  you  break  something    ?  ❞

A  huff  stopped  her  endless  fussing,  lids  pressed  eyes  shut  for  her  own  head  still  throbbed  like  some  hellish  bell  reminding  her  how  close  she  was  at  meeting  her  end  earlier.  Dangerous,  so  insanely  dangerous.  All  for  her.       ❝  You  .  .  .  heroic  fool.  ❞

@bloodyarn asked:

“   I don’t understand … what exactly are you doing? ”

A HOME FOR THE HEART

       It  had  been  a  while       since  the  last  time  Babette  played  mannequin.  Jarlaxle's  gentle  command  wasn't  ignored  when  the  hexblood  stepped  closer  into  his  space,  eyes  trained  on  the  shirt  he  was  currently  working  on.

       ❝  Fits    ?     Is  it  for  me     ?  ❞        Puzzled  did  her  head  tilt  to  the  side.  Did  she  fail  to  remember  requesting  a  new  piece  of  clothing    ?     Usually,  the  little  haglet  made  them  herself.  But  something  about  the  prospect  of  him  having  sat  down,  spending  time  enchanting  attire  for  her  did  a  funny  thing  behind  her  rip  cage.       ❝  I  could  have  given  you  my  measurements,  I  know  them  by  rote.  ❞

@bloodyarn gets stared at

🪄 -- He got very close to her to stare, the only thing stopping him from getting in her face was the table between them. He had a present in hand, but he had no idea how to give it to her. After all, he was made for chaos, not for being nice. So he stared. Unblinking.

     Much to the sheer awkwardness     of the situation, Babette did not attempt breaking the uncomfortable silence. Quite enraptured did the seamstress look at his hat, then the comically large eyes. 

     ❝ You look just like a cat, but without the ears  &  the fur  &  the tail  &  the claws . . . ❞    The hexblood kept listing of aaaall the attributes this little guy lacked in comparison to a feline, not one bad thought in this head. Very much like encountering a cat, Babette had to battle against the urge to . . . pick him up, for that would be quite rude  &  certainly uncalled for.

     ❝ Oooh, what's in your little paws   ?   A treasure   ? ❞