#destinybitten

Late nights had Atieno just roaming places for somewhere to be, taking in the sights of a general area. It was often enough that they got a little bit distracted from their surroundings - but they managed to focus in just enough to avoid bumping into people.

Besides literally phasing through them would have drawn more noticed than they really wanted. They had already noticed some of the looks that they got from passing others by.

The sound of some music playing outside was enough to have them approach a gathering place. Near to their arrival was someone who was clearly already having a pretty good time all things considered.

Approaching her, Atieno offered a slight grin as they settled into the scene a bit more.

“Indeed I do....” Daphne says with a small smile, though she can’t personally relate to the other’s wish to escape the situation. No, Daphne is rather enjoying herself at this outing. But the other person’s wishes do remind her quite a lot of someone.....her sister Eloise. She wonders if the two of them are acquainted. They would make good friends, she is sure. “And don’t worry. I won’t tell a soul.” She chuckles. “You and my sister would get along splendidly.  She always does the same at these events. Her name is Eloise Bridgerton, do you know her?” Daphne is sure it’s not proper to ask. But propriety isn’t always helpful, she’s found. And besides, her curiosity is perfectly natural, she feels.

       Katherine doesn’t necessarily HATE these functions and balls, but she simply thinks that there’s better things to occupy her time with. At least beyond a small apperance and some small talk. The other woman seems to not feel quite the same, but Katherine doesn’t judge. There’s different types of women, and people, around, and it’d be boring if there weren’t. “Oh, I’ve heard of her, of course, much like I think you’ve heard of my family, but I’ve never quite met her.” Katherine chuckels in response. “We must both be very good at avoiding these gatherings then.”

                MEMORIES PLAYED like a haunted video; repeating over and over in her head.  the blood, the stabbing.  fury.  she could see her uncle beneath her, bleeding, crying out, shouting at her, attempting to FIGHT her off.  fully grown man was nothing against the wrath of a betrayed, young girl with a knife.  not in t h a t situation, at least.  cat almost smiled, it had felt good to snap.  but getting arrested for it, learning the truth... that was enough to keep expression jaded and apathetic.

Having just left a small event in a bit of furious state, Zora finds themselves moving quickly and sharply through the people that they are passing by. There's really no interest in them trying to interact with anyone and they desperately needed time away from the pressure, the condescension.

It was a wonder that they hadn't made more of a scene ... something that they found themselves thinking about as they finally stopped resting against the side of a building for a little while.

They were taking a few breathes to calm themselves and try not to take things out on anyone else when their eyes were drawn to someone seemingly quite lost.

Maybe... that would be enough reason to focus on something else, if only for a little while.

✨ @destinybitten. meme. still accepting!

the concept of a joyless home... lol he hates it. he likes joy in the living space. from quiet, introverted, chill joy where ur enjoying urself in silence. maybe in front of the tv playing ur playstation or out in the garden or whatever. or that loud, open kind of joy where people are coming in and standing around the kitchen talking. stuffy households make him so anxious. and yeah like... he spends a lot of time by himself at home, but hes usually having a good time either in his little art space or up taking care of his plants on the rooftop or just like. cooking???

this mostly stems from his childhood... he has a lot of aunts and uncles. 6 on each side! so lots of cousins. everyone taking turns eating from the same big ass serving of clay pot shrimp and a side of butter garlic noodles. aunties gossiping, uncles sitting around and talking about work, younger cousins running around and older cousins just kind of congregated and complaining about growing up millennial / gen x glfdjgkld.

     “SPARE ME THE LECTURE, i can’t eat non-humans.  i’ll kind of die.”  thumb scrolled through her phone idly, not looking for ANYTHING in particular, just distracted.  “i try to eat the shitty ones, at least.  i mean.  most of the time.”

@destinybitten​ said: “ we’re gonna figure all this out together, i promise. “ ~my Yennefer for your Ciri REASSURANCE PROMPTS | NOT ACCEPTING

Ciri nodded as she let a brief smirk cross her features. Everything was so messy, and it was because of her. It was her fault if Kaer Morhen had been attacked, her fault if Uncle Vesemir had died. To protect her. If only she was strong enough... things could be much better. Everyone she loved was in danger because of her, but she wanted to believe in Yennefer’s words, much more than anything else.