#crownfell

 they lay on the bed clothed , fancily in fact . instead of getting comfortable in the house , they both walked in and plopped on the bed . she closes her eyes with a quiet mumble ; ❛ you like being invited to places , don't you ? ❜

  📼 STARTER CALL. : @crownfell

✦ * ·  ˚ Her nose—just as capable as the average tarkatan’s—had led her here. A dingy room, unimpressive and plain, with a single adjoining washroom. Following the sweet scent in the air, Kali enters the washroom to find a familiar visage. One that she still could not put a name too but familiar all the same. 

The iron in the air grew heavier with each slow step. Kali came forward as if she were approaching a deer that would dart away at any sudden movement. Her “relationship” or lack thereof with this man never led to any warm encounters between them much to Kali’s dismay. The stranger’s guard seemed to always be up whenever she appeared and this encounter was no different. Even when battered and bleeding—with her hands pure of any wrongdoing or violence—he still deemed her a threat. It was almost endearing. She was flattered he thought her worthy of such caution. But she wasn’t here to hurt him. 

Curious, she tilts her head as her eyes dance over the injuries he sported. And after a  brief moment of pondering Kali gently commands him from the tub, dark eyes widening a fraction when he obeys. Wasting no time, she begins tending to his wounds: cleaning them with water and slathering them with salve before neatly bandaging him. His injuries are nothing too detrimental, after a few weeks most of these darkened bruises and swelled slashes would be fading without a single hint as to their presence, yet Kali can’t help but ask herself what had caused these wounds in the first place. Would her curiosity be met with answers? Scorn? …Only one way to find out.

Her companion beats her to it however, with an inquiry she’s sure she’s heard before. 

❝ What do you want from me? ❞

A beat of silence. And then a smile. Kali wonders what she must look like. Crazed? Perhaps a tad deranged? She can only hope it doesn’t add to his suspicions. ❝ I want you to recover for one… ❞ her eyes find his and she holds his gaze, her smile unwavering as she says, ❝ and I want you to stop avoiding me for another. ❞ She giggles as she continues dressing his wounds, resisting the urge to sample the abundance of blood he was leaking out. ❝ I really don’t bite you know. Well…not unless you ask real nice. ❞

  ❜ i'm not going to hurt you . / @crownfell

 she's sobbing louder , shaking her head as her fist gathers the dirt from the ground . her last attempt to draw him away from herself , throwing it his way weakly . a useless weapon when he could have a bow and a sword . he can't stand against a village , her head tells her but her heart is bleeding . maybe he doesn't want to stand against anyone , her heart says . ❛ please . . . don't come closer . . . ❜ she says with a tired sob , curling herself against the tree and gripping onto the arrow tightly .

OUTFITS.

 ─  look at me i'm hella attractive outfit ; yes . showing off . always .

 ─  an outfit they wear when they just don't care ;

 ─ an outfit they wore when they were 8 ; akina usually wore white around the mansion . her formal outfits were so uncomfortable but pretty when she had to go to am event or on her bdays . but inside the house she just wandered around in white dresses barefoot .

Crownfell finale will either be posted by tonight (and when I say tonight I mean SUPER late tonight like I’ll be lucky if I get it in before midnight)

And THEN!!! My new Thor fic will be posted either Monday or Tuesday!!!! I’m going to test out the waters and see how I enjoy writing for it before deciding to go back to my Bucky fic.

Also!! I’m on ao3 now!! Same name minnie_marvel!! The only fic I have up there right now is crownfell but if you want me to move any more of my fics to that site because it’ll be easier to read let me know!!

Peter @ Odins children

Reader:

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GUYS GUYS GUYS?!?!?!?!? LOOK AT WHAT MY LOVELY WIFE ALLY MADE FOR ME?!!??!?!? LIKE IM ACTUALLY SOBBING SHE TOOK THE TIME TO MAKE PERSONAL HEADERS FOR MY FIC I CANT BREATHE!?!?!