#merryxavier

            the g r u n t in response to the voice was all the answer he gave for a while, the parts of his body that he could still feel were aching and his mind remained hazy.  the slick of blood trickling from beyond his hairline slicked his temple and left a slow trail of crimson against his cheek, but he paid it no mind as he waved the other off, shaking his head even with the risk of trauma.

            it wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate the offer, the tenderness that laid beneath the simple words.  his physical rejection was out of apprehension, because as his shoulders sagged with injury and his head throbbed, he thought himself too much of a burden to entertain the wishes to help.

                  he  breathed shallowly, lips parting and eyes bright; the weight                   of i n a d e q u a c y sitting heavily on the forefront of his                   thoughts.  he should have been better, more persistent and                   refusing to go down with such a  meager fight –––––– feigned                   strength, courage, lined his features.

            ❛   i don’t –––––––––––– i can’t. i wouldn’t want to dirty                  you, i’m quite the mess right now.  blood everywhere,                  it’s unappealing.   ❜

"At least let me take you to a hospital," Enigma said trying not to hover as he refused her first offer. Being macho wasn't of much use if you were 6 feet under because of head trauma or other such injuries. "You're going to want to get patched up and checked on. I'd rather get dirty and you be fine than me stay squeaky clean and you die of some sort of trauma."

                 " -- oh! keelah -- i'm sorry."

     mind where you're walking, tali, or you're      going to run people over. and at any rate,      the other races have already managed to      find more than enough reasons to distrust      quarians ---- no need to add bad habit of      occasionally literally running into humans      to the list.

five-line poems.

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i. first to roll out of bed when the baby cries in the middle of the night:

depends on the day. if peggy’s had a long day, probably charles; if charles has had a long day, probably peggy. i think they’d share the responsibility pretty equally. 

ii. uses strange methods to potty train:

 oh my god. charles. totally charles.

iii. tries to sleep in the baby’s bed:

peggy, absolutely peggy.

iv. struggles with changing diapers:

i almost want to say the both of them? i feel like peggy would get frustrated with it at first — like she wouldn’t understand the directions. but once she gets it, she’s a pro.

v. panics that they’re a bad parent:

again, both of them. but especially peggy? since she’s not very warm & fuzzy. and she’d worry that she’d be too…military in her parenting style.

vi. falls asleep trying to get the baby to sleep:

charles, because how cute is that mental image??? 

vii. tries eating the baby food:

oh my god. peggy would. out of pure curiosity. and then she’d regret every second of it.

viii. is hyper sensitive when the baby gets hurt:

both of them, but maybe for different reasons — charles’s concern vs. peggy’s fear.

ix. baby proofs the house meticulously:

peggy.

x. follows the bus on the first day of Kindergarten:

omg. maybe both of them.

xi. cries at the Christmas play:

charles. and he probably makes peggy cry, tbh.

xii. talks through the nightmares:

is that gwen stacy

merryxavier replied to your post “;; working on drafts for the first time in 5ever & it’s munday !! ...”

you look like you could be a queen jfc