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21. what are your character’s manners like? what is their type of hero? whom do they hate?
tf! this is a goddamn three part question, in what way is this related, i love this meme
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i.
  her blue skin peeks out between the gaps of his fingers   as his hand splays across her hip, the heat of them a   brand.
   will's eyes are liquid dark inkspill pouring over the details,   half resentful, half wonderous
  her lips tug into a smile as raven welcomes him   home
ii.
         he wonders if she misses them, when she leaves          on another one of those long, long trips where he       has to bear jakob's empty canvas eyes and the space      between them seems miles apart without her prone form                              as a bridge between them
           he used to think she was a hunter, until he found       that she always came back hungrier than she had left
                         they are her homecoming feast                       and she's gluttony wrapped in skin                             mouth shiny and red and full
iii.
  cigarillo smoke curls along jars of lavender, petals   twisted and curled into the water. his shoulders shift,   tectonic plates shifting and sliding and generating heat   that seeps into raven's skin.
  graham's dark hair lies flat on her bare thigh, his own   fingertips barely brushing against the ends.
  'relax, golden years', she says, her mouth sweetened   by the touch his of hands, of graham's bruised mouth.
  her eyes gleam gold, blur into the red of the wine he   drinks; graham laughs.

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raven and jakob, raven and will grah am
send me a ship and I’ll tell you who:
raven + jakob
shops for groceries: raven
kills the spiders: raven (jakob is the damsel in distress)
comes home drunk at 3am: raven (though, occasionally, jakob tumbles in after a night out with erich slung over his shoulder and it's not like they're quiet)
makes breakfast: jakob bc raven would burn the flat down
remembers to feed the fish: jakob (even tho he's ancient)
decorates the apartment: jakob
initiates duets: jakob only initiates barber shop quartets with kennedy :C
falls asleep first: jakob. always jakob. fuckin putz
raven + graham cracker
shops for groceries: will bc he likes to avoid the long pig section
kills the spiders: raven (will always wants to let them go outside but um no)
comes home drunk at 3am: raven (and sometimes not drunk, just bleeding)
makes breakfast: will (the best raven can do is make coffee or take him out for pancakes if he's been working all night)
remembers to feed the fish: ¿¿¿¿¿¿ do ge ???????
decorates the apartment: but will lives in a tiny shack w 900 dogs
initiates duets: raven
falls asleep first: raven
Like a child on stage at a school's play unsure of their line, he announces with haste,
"I'd like to report a murder..."
Booker's eyes buzz around the room like a fly (anywhere but the other person).
Reluctantly,
          "...from 40 years ago."
biting words like a wolf howl    but we're still sleeping like we're lovers
au: post-x3/post-red dragon for willstrayham
i.
she shows up on his doorstep and then it's hissed bitterness and fragile regrets and 3am please pick me up dont leave me alone texts and him pulling inside a body that should, by all rights, be broken a hundred times over.