#ofnormanni

CHEERS. I’M SIPPIN ON SOME RIGHT NOW.

YOU’RE A PEACH AND I LOVE YOU. 

edits  /  red & ace

POSITIVITY MEME

⇾  ACE, omg. i just 🥺 i remember when we first became mutuals, you IM’d me and said that i made you cry. i was so nervous at first because i thought i did something bad, but then i found out they were good tears so PHEW 😅 i know we haven’t really written anything together and that is more than okay with me because we still vibe so hard. i really am so happy we’re both finally following each other because i love seeing you on my dash. your edits are breathtaking. your energy is wonderful and i think you are a beautiful person who deserves all the happiness in the world! and i mean it when i say that i’m gonna make you a shirt with your di/sco name on it :’)

⇾  @markedwrath / @denieddeath : K A T E. there’s no doubt that i have to throw positivity at you because you’re always throwing positivity at other people. wow, you are just without a doubt one of the nicest people i’ve ever met on this dumblr site. i like seeing your little ooc posts that tell people to have a good day and all that other wonderful stuff because i can tell that you are genuinely a lovely person. genuine people are hard to come by nowadays so knowing that you exist and are also a friend is something that makes me feel a little better about the world. besides all of that, your writing is magnificent and inspires me to want to challenge my own writing and characterization. SO THANK YOU. you’ve done more for me than you will ever know. <3 

FROM: @ofnormanni​ RE:  send me a 💏 and i will randomise a number in order for my muse to kiss yours… ( 15. ....passionately welp ) STATUS: accepting

           ace was, well, ace.  someone arthur held a very deep respect for.  whatever life threw at them they always seemed to come out the other side stronger than ever.  more importantly, emotionally in tact.  he, on the other hand, wasn’t exactly sure he could boast the same.  every incident was something to think about, file away, and analyze later.  everything was a learning experience to go over in order to prevent the same hurt from happening again.  many accused him of spending more time in his own head than he did in reality.  maybe that was true.  at the same time, he also had no idea how to stop it.

          something about the stars always hit home.  as a child he loved to lay on the grass and look out above, wondering what else was out there.  who else.  the higher powers looked a lot different than they did in modern times but it was a mystery all the same.  they guided him home when he’d ridden too far on the back of his horse and they’d listened to his cries when he wasn’t sure what to do about guinevere.  or myrddin for that matter.

          their beauty only magnified when a touch against his shoulder turned him around.  ace, in all their glory was a mystery against the backdrop of millions of stars.  kind eyes held a universe and more.  maybe that’s why he lurched forward.  maybe that’s why he had a hard time containing a confusion of emotion in that moment.  whatever it was, arthur felt the tips of his fingers slide up ace’s jaw as if using the touch as a guide to find their lips.  emotion steers him and he gets lost in the warmth.

FROM: @ofnormanni​ RE:  push : my muse pushing your muse out of the way of danger. STATUS: accepting

          all was quiet.  a little too quiet for what they were here to do.  even after all his years of battle after battle arthur found each new mission to be an experience all it’s own.  there were previous things to pull from.  his experience helped get him through split-second decisions and how to handle all the new shit life kept throwing at his feet.  but, pulling from all that didn’t take away from the shiny brand new each peace keeping attempt brought.  which, was something.  at least.  if they were going to bathe in violence and blood at least it could bring a semblance of excitement.

          at the same time, arthur hated the quiet.  this kind of quiet, specifically.  the kind of quiet where the hairs start to stand up on the back of your neck because you know something is about to happen.  you know the enemy is either laying in wait for an ambush or in the middle of unleashing whatever retribution they have planned.