#ostarichi

/ / @ostarichi​ : ‘ what’s going on with you ? and don’t tell me everything is alright because i saw you in there . you were crying like a baby . ’

“Hey now-- that’s a mighty bold claim you got there!!”

A breath of laughter carried the pressure Roderich had spoken upon him out. Studying the other shortly, Antonio carefully pulled his words with care. Perhaps he could pull the attention onto something smaller.

“Ever considered your cold-weather insulted me to the brink of tears? I’m wearing five layers, Roderich. Five. Layers.” he continued with a short string of complaints of the cold through a fixed smile. Hopelessly trying to convince himself in a losing battle of his own. It began to grow irritating and ground down on Antonio; wearing himself out till he had given in with a defeated pat on the others shoulder.  

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

💜 send to have a love/hate relationship with my muse

history as told by iman | accepting!

with green eyes observing his moves, she quickly jumped over the wall; tackling him on the path and rolling him over to the side. laughing along the way as she couldn’t help but enjoy this moment of aggression. once they landed in plain ground, zs continued to laugh as she rubbed the dirt off her body; bending over to give a kiss to the man’s forehead, a dirty and messy one but nonetheless filled with admiration. 

“ you hear ? i’m leaving . . . for very long time. ” she huffed trying to catch her breath and speaking her best in his language as she possibly can. “ i am . . . miss you. do not die when i’m gone,  i want . . . kill you . . . first. ” she teased, before rolling off of him and smiling in his direction. “ good friends always , yes? ” 

Julia stands slumped forward against Roderich’s back, her cheek resting on his head and her arms hanging loosely on either side of his neck. She’s only half-awake, working her way out of a long nap on a cushioned bench out in the parlor. Under her nose, his hair smells faintly of shampoo mixed with his afternoon tea, both warm and sweet. After a few deep breaths to spare him the bellow of an obnoxious yawn, she moves to settle her chin into his shoulder and links her arms around him. The time is 3:00PM.

after being separated for a lengthy time, our muses are reunited and share a kiss to mark the occasion.

“Roderich!”

Here comes Julia, barreling down a grassy knoll to meet him instead of simply walking the rest of the path. It hasn’t been so many moons since they’ve seen each other - six months, maybe more - it was always harder to keep track through the slow winter months, even harder still to get him to come outside when there was no green on the ground. Social butterfly that she is, it feels much longer for her to have been without a singular Austrian to bother, or shower in [perhaps unwanted] affection.

She knows Roderich has learnt to expect some of her antics over the years, how to step to the side when he hears her running and to always face her from the front to catch her before she did anything else. Thus why she announces herself this time, so that he can ready himself. Rather giddily, and after just about tripping where new pavement met the grass, she bounds up to him with a toothy grin. If it's not obvious that she is happy to see him, maybe it would become clear in the way she grabs hold of his lapels and pulls him down for a brief, but firm, kiss on the mouth. There is an audible smack that he will surely resent.