나는바람미

𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 - always accepting @resurrector​​ said: Being the early bird, it’s obligatory for Sage to kiss the younger awake in the morning whenever she can. Opening the curtains to their bedroom, she swiftly moves over to the bed where Jett began to stir. Brushing blond strands away and cupping Jett’s face, she plants a few kisses on half-asleep lips & cheek. ❛ Good morning, love. Time to get up! ❜ - i was gonna send angsty kisses but changed to fluff

     Tattooed limbs sprawled in seemingly every direction, unknowing, the covers had been dragged greedily onto her side of the bed, a small pool of cloth on the floor beneath her. She awoke to the swishing sound of the curtains being drawn back and the following deluge of morning light, raising a hand to spare her already squinting eyes. A discontented groan left her, a silent plea to bring the darkness back. Before she had the chance to get her bearings, a new radiance occupied her vision.

     Jett looked up at her partner through half-lidded eyes, blinking a few times as she continued to adjust. Still half-asleep, she drank in the sight of the other’s features, the way raven hair seemed to flow so elegantly as it practically glittered in the new sunlight. She imagined how she must look in comparison, a true juxtaposition, messy white hair sticking out every which way accompanied by the dark circles that so often took up residence beneath her eyes. There was an effort to press that persistent thought from her mind and simply let herself enjoy her lover’s attentions.

𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 -  accepting @unholyshe​ said:   ❝ Are we selfish? are we self-destructive? ❞ ( akali )

nods, petting her on her head. life is good when u have a gremlin.

sage: feeds.

❝  THIS.  IS  NOTHING. ❞

               BRUSHING  INKY  STRANDS  OF  HAIR  BEHIND  HER  EAR,  Sage  gently  pats  the  spot  where  the  injury  formerly  occurred  -  she’s  satisfied  now  that  she  has  checked  over  her  work.  It  wouldn’t  do  for  Jett  to  dash  around  like  she  always  does  with  a  wound  like  that.  Plus,  the  healer  was  the  one  who  dismissed  the  attention  of  the  medics  -  SHE  HAS  TO  TAKE  GOOD  CARE  OF  HER.  In  Sage’s  defence,  she  was  already  halfway  through  the  healing  process.  Had  she  stopped  there  in  order  to  let  the  team  take  care  of  the  blonde,  the  injury  would’ve  ached  much  worse.                 ❛  Well…  I  SEE  THAT  YOU’RE  AS  MODEST  AS  EVER,  ❜  she  replies  in  good  humour,  rolling  her  eyes  &  momentarily  closing  them  as  she  shakes  her  head  mildly  in  response  to  such  a  self  -  assured  statement  from  her  fellow  agent.  Wincing  slightly  at  the  impact,  she  lowers  her  newly  -  stinging  palm  down  to  her  lap  &  rubs  it.  ❛  You  won’t  always  be  grouped  with  me,  you  know  -  How  on  Earth  shall  you  fare  without  me!?  ❜  Sighing  woefully  as  she  raises  a  hand  to  her  cheek,  she  tilts  her  head  in  a  manner  FAR  TOO  DRAMATIC  TO  BEFIT  THE  SITUATION  -  mischievous  emerald  eyes  peering  at  Jett.

          THE YOUNGER AGENT’S OVERCONFIDENCE WASN’T NECESSARILY WITHOUT ITS MERIT, it was near undeniable that she had skill, even if she was lacking in terms of formal training compared to other members of her team. A significant portion of her aptitude came from her unique hypernatural abilities, and possessing such exceptional skills didn’t exactly help to deflate her ego. It was simple, it became rather difficult to fight back when you were being knocked off balance by an unexpected gust of wind and harder still when your target seemed to disappear into a cloud of dust.