#points loudly

helloooo my beautiful mutual a gunnhlidr and godling venti doodle on this new years day for youuuu <2

(apologies if it is crunched i cannot get to my pc rn v-v)

AWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHH

hello my lovely wonderful mutual !! ohh the way venti is just leaning so fully into her side ,,, the little hand on her arm and the leaning of the head into her shoulder ,,,, 🥺🥺 they are so besties, so sweeties. and venti’s little tear with the smilllleeeeee ….. i’ve got you and you got me …. they are just a littol guy 🤏 they are just. . They . side by side as they figure everything out 🥺🥺

god just how venti CURLS all compacted is so . endearing . full trust and love right there . and how gunnhildr stands tall and holds (?) them back my goodness …. her expression …. what situations have happened …

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AAA!!!!! :DDDDDDD

She has SO MANY - Accepting

The door opened. Urbosa froze. The long, slender silhouette of Ruby's shadow betrayed her presence - half blessing, half curse. If Ruby was going to kill her, she would have done it long before now, and she would have known better than to just open the damn door.

The curse? Urbosa's blouse hung halfway off the door, far out of even her grasp. impossible to run for. The sheets beneath her were folded too tight to wrap around herself, and if she'd made a dive for the floor, it would have been even more embarrassing than letting the woman see her failure.

Her failure was more more embarrassing than a lack of modesty. If that had been her worry, most of it was assuaged by her bra, which was still firmly clipped behind her. No, what made ice run through her veins instead of blood was the ugly smattering of bullet scars on her left shoulder. They'd healed over years ago, but not well. Against her tawny brown skin, they flared like red welts, uneven and scattered across the blade.

Without meaning to, she held up a hand as if to cover them, even if she knew she couldn't reach that area of her back. Nostrils flared, but she didn't turn around. There were other scars she didn't mind being on display - the blade mark across her blade, a stab wound suckered on her stomach, but those were different.

She won those.

After a moment of cold silence, she finally broke the air -

Meme; Accepting 

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(Isola)

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(why not both?) | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other