#pcterpan

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animal - arctic fox

colour(s) - shades of purple and blue

month - december

song - writing on the wall (blackmore's night)

number - five

time of day - night

plant - purple heather

scent - old books

crystal - white opal

season - winter

place -  a forgotten library

astrological sign - capricorn

astrological house - tenth

astrological planet - saturn

element - water

musical genre - classical

♫ CURRENTLY PLAYING commitment issues by dempsey hope for @pcterpan

"Whoa......   a   flying   guy!"   brows   arched   in   surprise,   though   it   was   more   of   a   mild   shock.   Bee   had   long   since   become   accustomed   to   the   bizarre   things   that   seemed   to   happen   around   her.   This? 

 Oh,   just   another   Tuesday afternoon.   "it   must   be   nice   not   having   to   walk   or   run   anywhere   ....   ever."

peter was angry, just as she had hoped when she accepted terence’s proposal to dance. when terence’s hand had rested firmly on her bare lower back she was pleased with herself for choosing a backless gown. even more so when her gaze landed on peter for a brief moment, but long enough to clock the irritation on his face. it only fueled her to give terence her sweetest smile and flutter her eyelashes at him. of course it was unfair for terence, she was using him to get to peter, but she was exasperated trying to figure out what peter felt for her. her feelings had always been clear and as long as there was no one he wanted, she was okay with that love being unrequited. peter had never outright said his feelings towards her and she knew how he loved to play games, if he was leading her on just so she’d stay by his side she would make him suffer for it.

tink sat at her vanity, brushing her hair while peter lounged on their bed. his question gave her pause, mainly because she found it to be a stupid question. in the mirror's reflection she captures his gaze and holds it. “peter, you know i hate when you ask dumb questions.” she didn’t know if he was teasing her or if he truly didn’t comprehend the enormity of her love for him. her heart only beats for him and every breath she takes is for him. he consumes her every waking thought and he has her pixie dust running through his very veins. putting the brush down, she turns in her chair to face him properly and holds his gaze, trying to decipher his reasoning for questioning. but it’s the expression he wears that tells her his question is very much a serious one.