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whispers i made a new blog
art cred goes to the hella talented @basedmercury !
@slayess gettin me the best christmas present in the world ily sm
i’ll be back maybe.
“When he cannot sleep, he reads poetry to me. His deep voice covers the top half of my sky—”
— Esther G. Belin, from “Soft Goods Bundles,” Of Cartography

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hoardofheroes:
hazel settled himself onto one of the chairs in the room, joints popping in protest. his body yearned for sleep, but his brain was far too wired to even consider taking a nap. summer’s touch came as a great comfort to him, earning her a small smile of content from the sleepy bear who turned and pressed a kiss to her palm.
❛ you can keep me company, then. ❜ he murmured, voice low to avoid waking the younger two. (though, experience told them all that mercury could probably sleep through a hurricane). one hand patted the tops of his thighs, suggesting she take a seat. he might not have been able to sleep, but he could find the time to relax – and he did so the best when summer was in close proximity.
❛ how do you feel? ❜ hazel asked finally, head tilting curiously. her freedom was as precious to him as his own, and seeing her out of bars was a miraculous sight. ❛ i’m sure you must be a bit overwhelmed. ❜
keeping each other company after such an eventful day sounded perfect to summer rose. it soothed her to hear emerald &. mercury’s soft breathing, even once her son changed to snoring. smiling warmly despite her exhaustion, summer adjusted herself in hazel’s lap —- thin arms sliding around his big neck like she was so used to by now. ’ i feel. . . alive. ’ the rose responded once asked, although she knew that wasn’t a good enough response.
her body still ached, &. she was unable to tell how bad her injuries were. malnutrition, untreated breaks, all things that summer didn’t currently worry about. what she felt was relief, fear, love &. hope. like hazel said, overwhelmed was a good way to describe her at the moment. that didn’t deter her smile, sitting so their faces were inches apart.
’ it doesn’t seem real to me. like any second salem will reveal that this was all some joke. . . i’m scared i’ll lose you. ’ summer pouted, closing the distance between them so she could press a few feather - light kisses to his lips.
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I’ll be off ims/ disc for a while prolly
@gcrdens u ain’t allowed to leave, i got ur tlc for summer T-T asdkljfasj
Of all the things Raven would have expected, of every possibility the university had in store for her, finding Summer Rose, alive had never been an option. Raven had to investigate when she heard claim of a silver-eyed huntress being spotted, had to push aside that foolish hope in her chest, had to convince herself that it was a coincidence. Silver-eyed warriors were rare, but not so rare that one couldn’t exist outside Summer and her daughter.
And yet.
Here the woman sat, on the edge of Raven’s bed, in her tent, safe with the tribe, alive, perhaps not whole, but alive. Raven couldn’t describe what she was feeling. The emotions were too confusing. Just to be able to reach out and touch Summer, cup her cheek, curling their fingers together…it was never something she’d expected to experience again.
With a tenderness many didn’t believe her capable of, Raven carefully pulled Summer’s hair behind her head, murmuring, “Should I cut it?” It was matted, and while, given time and pain, it may be salvageable, it probably wasn’t worth the effort. “You always looked good with short hair, after all.”
summer never expected to feel the sensation of warmth again. not just throughout her cold body, but inside her heart too — years of torture leaving her almost numb, fearful in every aspect. it wasn’t until raven’s steady fingers touched her hair ( albeit gently ) that summer was pulled from excessive thoughts, clouded gaze rising to stare at her former teammate. it felt strange knowing she used to be her leader . . . &. now she was barely a ghost of her former self.
’ i would appreciate that. ’ a faint smile tugged at summer’s lips, one hand lifting to touch the ends of her own hair. it easily passed her hips in length ; once beautiful ruby - toned hair now tangled &. heavy from never once being allowed to wash or cut it. now that raven mentioned it, summer realized how much she hated her hair. how terrible it felt against her skin &. down her back. ’ could you chop most of it off ? it’s too heavy. ’
by now summer didn’t care how she looked. if her hair came out uneven, it was unlikely anyone would really notice anyway. ugly scars &. burns would distract anyone who looked at her for too long anyway. ’ i’m always going to be hideous now, unfortunately. ’ wilted rose pouted, fingers outretching to trace long raven’s cheekbone. ’ i just wish i felt like myself. ’
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Could you imagine the unholy rage Jaune would have if anyone or god forbid one of the villains laid a finger on his sister or her family?
Would he blame himself for bringing this fight to civilians? Would he deflect towards Oz to cope?
!!!!!!!!!
arguing with mercury was the last thing on summer’s mind, though she did offer a ( very ) concerned look in his direction. she couldn’t force him, even if it appeared almost painful for him. their fear rang louder than any aches or pains —- more than likely they’d need to leave at a moment’s notice, but that didn’t mean they’d leave mercury behind if it came down to it. ’ you’ll be able to sleep soon. i. . hope everything’s alright with emerald ? should it be taking this long for them ? ’
however, summer’s question was answered just seconds after — watching mercury stand almost immediately, preparing to help his partner who looked . . . unwell. summer quickly stood after mercury did, opening the door as wide as she could so hazel could half - drag emerald inside. the snake faunus wasted no time in collapsing on the edge of the large single bed, grabbing at mercury’s hand to pull him with her. it was endearing to summer, seeing how they curled up together like puppies.
minutes passed &. both kids were entirely out, leaving summer to sit cross - legged on the bed whilst staring intently at hazel. she made no move to lay down or rest, instead rising to cross the room &. tracing her fingers along hazel’s jaw. ’ i don’t know if i can sleep. i’m scared. . . mostly for them. do you want to sleep instead ? ’
things from sappho to call your girlfriend
ἀστέρων πάντων ὀ κάλλιστος (of all the stars, the fairest)
πόλυ πάκτιδος ἀδυμελεστέρα, χρύσω χρυσοτέρα (far sweeter-sounding than the lyre, far more golden than gold)
τὰν ἰόκολπον (violet-tressed, one with violets in her lap)
ὦ κάλα, ὦ χαρίεσσα κόρα (o beautiful, graceful girl)
ἦρος ἄγγελος ἰμερόφωνος ἀήδων (nightingale, sweet-voiced messenger of spring)
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hazel kept close to summer, even as he tried to ensure she had a semblance of freedom, each choice her own from this moment forward. as the family entered the building, exhausted and scraped up, there was still no denying that they had dared to feel hope. they had made it this far, would keep pushing forward, and maybe things would look up. anything was better than the gruesome grip of salem and the constant threat of pain and suffering at her hands.
mercury stumbled up the stairs, sliding down the wall next to a vacant room with a groan, body aching, legs itching for some rest. he didn’t easily give up his discomfort, but he couldn’t stop himself from rubbing at the junction of flesh and prosthetic. steel gaze rose upwards, meeting hazel’s as they waited – waited a little too long. ❛ maybe you should go and check on emerald? ❜ he asked. ❛ summer and i have got this. ❜
hazel hesitated for a moment before nodding, kissing her hair as his hand slipped out of summer’s, offering mercury a stern nod before he descended the stairs. his green gaze searched for his mint-haired companion with a frown. ❛ emerald? ❜
wilted rose appreciated every ounce of affection hazel gave her. now that they were free, they didn’t have to worry about who saw what they were doing. he could kiss her head, her lips, or they could never let go of the others hands. although it was difficult to be apart from him during such a stark change to her own reality, summer turned her attention to mercury &. moved her hand to touch his leg. ‘ should you take those off ? i think we’re okay for now. tu peux te reposer, mon fil. ‘
downstairs, emerald was simply gone along with the worker. after a moment the worker returned to the lobby, his eyes glazed over &. undeniably withdrawn despite smiling at hazel. seconds after emerald followed after him, stumbling, briefly smacking into a wall with her hand clutching at her forehead. faunus swiped the back of her hand across her face to rid the blood spilling from her nose. she didn’t seem to realize hazel had come downstairs, even after looking up right at him. ‘ i have the key. ‘ cobra spoke lowly then, blinking a few times before handing it off to the bear. ‘ let’s . . go up. ‘