#thisbravery

Cubby felt surprised. He wasn’t expecting such a nice comment. He smiled at others. “R-really.” He replies eyes wide open. The bear shifter smiled. “I might be scary as a bear though.” He warned imitating the bear sounds. There was a light blush before hugging the other tightly. 

“Thank you, Merdie.” He whispered. “You really are a good friend.” 

soft sentence starters. — not accepting.

He’s surprised by the sudden hug, but with a smile on his face and a quiet chuckle escaping past his lips, the sun god can’t help but retribute the gesture. Apollo wraps his arms around the princess and squeezes her just a little bit, almost reassuringly, trying to show her that she can and should trust him. 

“don’t I know it.” Hades sighed, feeling the wind against his skin. It was a moment of peace, rare peace, before he had to go back to the Underworld. To be judge, jury, and executioner of every soul in his realm. To face every mortal who found their way underground to plead with the King for an audience with a lost love. 

Merida squeaked in surprise, hands flapping in his tight hold to awkwardly pat his back in reassurance. She had known her parents weren’t the only ones against her decision to go exploring in the more…war torn parts of the forest, like Wonderland. But she was still surprised by his concern. Didn’t he know that she could handle herself?

Pulling back, she grinned up at him, hands on his shoulders, “I told you I could handle it!” All headstrong untouchability. Things like this only further fed into her ego, and made her think she was untouchable. It might come back to bite her one day, but that day wasn’t today. “Besides, I helped a lot of people. I used my old dresses to make bandages for the wounded. I hunted for those who needed food. I got to see a new part of the world and make a difference, however small. That’s all I wanted to do. I wasn’t in any danger…not really.”

Sure, there were a couple of close calls, between fights breaking out around her between enemy sides, leering soldiers who liked a pretty girl in their midst, and some of the strange, unique beasties of Wonderland, but she said she could handle herself, and she had. No harm done.

Still, knowing how she had worried him, she took the opportunity to throw her arms around him again, less of the angry press of her body against his chest and more of an actual hug, arms round his shoulders and face pressed into his neck. “I’m fine.” she repeated, stubborn and confident, giving him an extra squeeze.

The fire god didn’t want to let go. He wasn’t usually attached to others but the few he was attached to stuck to his heart like glue. Hephaestus was a soft-hearted one despite his rougher exterior. 

Hephaestus sighed still alarmed. “That’s good but it’s dangerous!” He said. Not that he didn’t think she was capable but. “You know how bolder some of these people have become.” He thought back to all the recent events. There was a strong shudder. 

The god continued to squeeze her in return. “You are fine.” He took a good look at her. “Just promise me, next time you bring reinforcements, yeah?” 

rain usually didn’t bother him. he’d been caught in one too many storms in his life, and in his work, that getting soaked might as well have been second nature. this being the case, lock usually didn’t keep an umbrella on him. today, however, was colder than most, and the rain and cold seemed to be seeping deep into his bones. he shivered as he caught sight of a wildly curly redhead bounding through the rain, looking for cover just as he was. he called out as he went for the same tree for cover. “we’re both two idiots caught in a thunderstorm. look at us.” he snorted a laugh. “say, you don’t think lightning will hit this tree and set it on fire, do you?” he smirked, shrugging his shoulders. “though, i guess that’s one way to get warm, isn’t it?” 

ask meme  |  accepting.

Confusion washed over him before his gaze fell onto her dress, soiled by drops of blood from his wound. It was impressive that she had managed to catch him as he fell from the tree, a spot he thought was perfect to by by himself and draw undisturbed, but now after his fall he really had managed to mess with her clothes. “I am so sorry!” Panicked by his mishap he grasped for his arm, tried to somehow cover the wound so it would not bleed everywhere but now he simply had more of the crimson substance all over his other hand too- making himself a bigger mess. “No- oh- what to do…ah, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry! Pardon me.”