❛ i never thought i’d say this, but i’m actually quite pleased to see you, ❜ he’s on his knees, looking all the part of a prayerful man; exhausted, winded, not as durable as some, like she. @pyrognous.
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❛ i never thought i’d say this, but i’m actually quite pleased to see you, ❜ he’s on his knees, looking all the part of a prayerful man; exhausted, winded, not as durable as some, like she. @pyrognous.

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˚ ₊ ♡ ‘ i’ll also give you full control over my hair and wardrobe . ‘
BE CAREFUL , FLIGHTLESS BIRD ! banshee here is as crafty as she is conniving , she is as sharp as she is sweet . the smile that spreads onto watercolor - painted - pretty mouth is nothing short of dangerous . ‘ hm . . . ’ appraisal , here . lydia circles , hungry shark in water , assessing . ‘ full control ? hair and wardrobe ? ’ for all her bite , there is excitement sparkling in the green of her gaze . forgive her — with a life as painful as this , lydia takes whatever she can . just one day , she thinks . one day where it doesn’t hurt .
‘ what’s the catch ? ’
˚ ₊ ♡ ‘ @pyrognous .
˚ ₊ ‘ who the fuck are you , man ? ‘
CAUGHT ! PANIC , WIDE - EYED AND SURPRISED , scott fumbles with the notebook in his hands , something almost humorous to the way hackles rise , shoulders up . a loose page falls from between cover , notes half - scrawled , doodles prominent . ‘ uh . ’ here , grin is naught more than sheepish . ‘ i wasn’t — i’m scott ? uh , you left your notebook — not this one , this one’s mine — in uh — english ? i just wanted to — ’
˚ ₊ ‘ @pyrognous .
𝔳. 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 : 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 .
❝ tell me which one is worse : / living or dying first ? . , ❞ , @pyrognous .
@pyrognous asked: Oh what's this? A new year's kiss for Steve 💋
They had the television on, transmitting the ball drop on time square and the counting down for the end of another year. && even if neither of them was too into celebrating this, a smile still played on his lips at the sight of a very excited Ava glued to the window watching the fireworks. It was almost midnight and the ball was to be dropped soon but still fireworks filled the dark night sky.
He walked closer to his wife, a flute of champagne on his hand even if the effect of it was lost on them, they still decided to end the year the traditional way, a sweet toast with promises and a kiss to seal them.
So when the counting down began, his arm slid around her waist to keep her closer, a conspirational smile playing on his lips as he touched his glass to hers before the counting even ended. Ava’s excited voice heard from where she was close to the window and then running to where they were standing. Just then, the counting ended, thousands of fireworks exploded in the sky, coloring it pretty and red lips met his on a sweet, yet intense kiss only broken by Ava’s soft ‘ew’ before she threw herself onto them laughing.
“ happy new year daddy!! happy new year mommy!!.” and the kiss still lingering on his lips could only ever be rivalred by the one of smaller lips pressing against his cheek.
“ happy new year sweatheart.” he pressed a kiss of his own to his daughter’s cheek before turning back again to Fenix to press another kiss to her lips. “ happy new year.”

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@pyrognous asked: sleep : my muse falls asleep on your muse, making it hard for your muse to leave.
DARKNESS already covered the grounds of Winterfell, the night long since befallen over the snow covered lands. Most of the people already sleeping, just some soldiers custoding the castle and the people within. The room they were in ( HER room ) was warm, the little fire of the candles liting the room helping as they may to keep a cozy enviroment. She was at peace, relaxed in the presence of the other in a way she could never explain, for it was foreign to her as well. STRANGE. yet familiar all the same.
Reminding her of times when she would sit smilingly, staring at her own reflexion as her mother did her hair. ---------- NOW were her fingers, long and delicate, running absentmindedly through dark locks of hair. Thicker than her own, but beautiful nonethesame. She had come here after dinner was long eaten and most were in their chambers, ready for bed, the night heavy on their eyelids. & she had intended to leave earlier than it had already become, but at some point during the night, she had found herself resting fully on a bed that wasn’t hers, and a warm body pressed to her own.
The weight of it comforting in a way none other had ever felt. She couldn’t ever remember wanting, desiring for this kind of contact but now, she’ll wish for it everynight. as a hand of her own moved down from dark hair to caress gently the back of her companion. and a soft smile reached upon her lips.
☾ @pyrognous
THE NIGHT IS WARM for the first time in weeks , yet allison sinks into moonlight wearing three layers ( death has made me cold , death has made me powerful but cold ) . terror chases shadows into themselves so that the moon stretches her sights thin , but sometimes the dark wins . in the corners , the victory lingers where she cannot reach and she struggles to make out the other . ❝ are you hurt ? ❞
@pyrognous asked: kiss + 8 ...in their neck.
HOW LONG HAD IT BEEN ? since she felt this nervous, this restless, trembling hands and racing heart, with excitement bubbling inside her. rushing blood throughout her system, firing up to her neck, her face. oh she was drunk with anticipation !! her skin burning a bright red, hot were soft lips were pressed and a sigh scaped her owns. How long had it been ? since she received such a gentle caress, such a wonderful touch, since she accepted with happiness the intimate contact.
If one were to ask her how things got to this point, where hands were latched onto fabric and lips were pressed against skin, she wouldn’t be able to say. She couldn’t recall, and she had not interest in remembering so. Intoxicated by the fragance on the other, inviding her senses at such close distance.
& she ached to say something, to speak with as much conviction as she did an order, but words seemed to have died down, stuck on her throat, burned by the fire of red lips against her skin.