#warsraging

Blue eyes stared at her with innocent as he ate some of the bread she brought him. Stuffing his mouth was meant to make it so he didn’t utter the retort he wished to. Remembering that he had only recently gained back some of the muscle he had lost during the few weeks she had left made Caiden keep his mouth shut. Instead, he moved an arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap with ease. Having her weight on his leg didn’t bother him nor did it prevent him from working. The arm around her waist held her tightly against him as he rested his chin on her shoulder. “Are ye askin’ or tellin’ me tae bed?” he teased as he nuzzled his nose against her neck. 

it’s another cozy evening in the philip’s home as the two sequester themselves once again in gideon’s room, the soft patters of others’ footsteps and gentle cheeps of doors & cupboards seemingly both a breath and world away. yet seated before the miniature screen framed with its sleek black controllers, yerin almost feels like she’s four years old and at the doors of disneyland again . . . waiting for the unveiling of a lifetime. gideon’s island is just that momentous. ❝ i’m so excited, ❞ she beams, fingertips tapping together in the world’s quietest applause. ❝ the boys can’t wait to play with you, too. ❞ souta and riku had been thrilled to hear that gideon finally bought the game -- although she’s certain their first move when visiting would be to dig endless holes around gideon’s poor character first.  

the customary greetings soon blip up on the screen, giving her a whole new reason to be delighted. ❝ . . . you named your island andalasia ? ❞  the awwwww is evident in her lilt, and she leans in as if she could already spy the familiar gold logo or colorful wisp of curtains. ❝ is there a churchill, harline, and smith too?  ❞ she asks with a slight chime almost as if it’s a tease -- but it’s honest, knowing how ( wonderfully, sweetly, cutely ) close gideon is to his family.

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you never knew the stars had a flavor until you first kissed him.

                        it turns out they taste like ambition and ancient fire, desperation and self-destruction, determination and dark matter, and the mind-numbing fear of being left alone again.

I am once again asking for your support with my new muses which will be added possibly towards the end of the week/start of the next week, though plotting is already available for when they are officially added:

Levy McGarden

Juvia Lockser

Gray Fullbuster

Laxus Dreyar

Izzy felt better after he had been shown to the guest room and given some time to unpack and relax for a moment. Something about unloading his new laptop and setting it up in the room he would be staying in settled the nerves inside of him. He booted up the machine, making sure it wasn’t jostled or broken by travel. A knot in his chest unwound at the sight of the pineapple icon showing up almost immediately.

Everything was okay.

He repeated this line when he finally fought up the courage to approach Mimi’s room. He saw she had left the door open but he instead stood by the wall and didn’t look in, just in case she was indecent. He instead knocked on the frame of the door. “Do... Do you still want to go and eat?”

@warsraging​

Aurora adores her godmother, she wants them to get along, and he has this sinking feeling the woman will hate him on sight. “It’s now or never.” jumping off his horse, The Prince takes a few moments to pet him, soothing him, before tying him to a tree. “I’ll be back.” the words had barely left his mouth when a twig snapped nearby.

Hand on his sword, The Prince is ready to fight when he turns around, the hilt catching the light of the sun as he raises it. “Aurora!” the sword falls back into its scabbard, and his shoulders drop. “I thought you were -- well, someone else.”