#mistralsson

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s): Nora

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

         Emerald straightened up, hands moving to sit above her hips. Looks          like the dog has a little bit of bite in him, today..  His words may have          been true, but does Cinder truly deal out special treatment?

Hamilton Starters || Accepting

        “Aww, what’s the matter?” she said in a falsely sweet tone        before putting her hands on the top of her thighs and slightly        leaned over as she spoke, as if speaking to a dumb pet.

-- “Hey Nora; can you do me a favor, and go scope out     that new speakeasy? You’re the most capable person     here. I wouldn’t ask you if I didn’t think that you     could do this.”

    Nora let out a breath as she looked at the building in     front of her; a frown on her face. She let out a breath before     adjusting the headband on her head and smiled softly.      “It’s now or never, Nora.”

Grimacing, Weiss narrowed her eyes into icy slits, wincing ever so slightly when he tugged on the leash. Of all the insufferable imbeciles, why did she have to let this happen with the cocky one? Reaching up delicately, she ran her fingers over the material of the collar, admiring the smooth sturdiness of the leather. At least he wasn’t cheap about it.

“I was wondering if you’ve ever even been hugged before.” he murmured, voice muffled as he let his face hide in her hair.

Send me a ≡ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly hugging them very tightly