violinist • insomniac • paper aeroplane • dandelion seed • feather • she sings • a stolen ring • fairytale gone wrong • cliche • ribbon • cadence • 3:28am • icarus • hallucination • letters to the moon • silhouette • breathless • start running • astronomer • comet in a bottle • reincarnation • mirage • filigree • everyone was dancing but me • nameless • exhale • fortuna major • vices and virtues • gunpowder and gunshots • china teacups • pinkie promises • chrysalis • piercing • north star • kerosene • dark horse • vanilla • the cat meowed • blink • text message • smirking • firefly • daisy chain • doe eyes • "where are you?" • typo • no shoes in the rain • heterochromia • swallowing silver spoons • a spoonful of sugar • mistaken identity • twisted ankle • touching the clouds • i told you so • lump in the throat • shoulders • sunburn • ambulance • talking nonsense • perfect • bare branches • pale • everyone found out • not enough • i owe you • she won't say it • russian roulette • dried flowers • actress • tattered notebook • smell the roses • justice • all that glitters • the cat and the king • grudge • apathy • all dolled up • decadence • blush • too easy • healing • then, i changed • write to me • caffeine • rumpled sheets • close your eyes • message in a bottle • morphine • fahrenheit • fighter • i lit a candle for you • after all this time • newspaper • pendulum • soundproof • skeletons in the closet • nightingale • arms crossed • prologue • epilogue • bully • i dare you • arms outstretched • woken up early • we're all made of stardust • dancers • hero • blurry • aftermath • even you • whatever you want to believe • a dance with the devil • roses are red violets are blue • lantern • they kept their promises • live fast and die young • interlaced fingers • i wish i tried harder • don't blink • envelope • congratulations • just look down • wayward • when you say nothing • as you wish • runs in the family • fight like a girl • the bright side • skyscraper • sunshine • bye, beautiful • don't mess with me • fire at will • fire and water • peek-a-boo • don't die before i do • wanderlust
pick a character + prompt (or tell me what you want &or bring your own) and get words.
[ Trust Hallelujah to make things difficult, really. Of course he's not just going to obey him if it doesn't involve ripping enemies apart. But Tieria caught it. That glimpse of surprise. So Tieria knows he still has an upper hand if he plays it right. Not that it's hard to be honest. Hallelujah is a practical person, a brat but still very practical. ]
Look. I'm freezing and so is you. If I die, you can kiss the floor of this cave and hope it restores your mana.
[ Tieria doesn't like kissing. It's intrusive, weird and possibly unhygienic but if it's between restoring mana as quickly as possible so they both live and dying, you know which choice he will pick. Without doubt. ]
Well. If you die, I'm not going to be doing much better. You know that I know that.
[ Hallelujah will be the first to acknowledge it, too. There's a reason why he's taking the brunt of the wind, why he can stand there and be a shit despite the cold having long since taken root in all his limbs. If Hallelujah doesn't want to die, he has to make sure Tieria won't, either. A well-guarded secret... or perhaps not so much, if you know how to wield him. His partner does, for the most part. Though he prides himself on not being as predictable as others might think, for all his bark.
His hands rise again, this time to either side of Tieria's jaw. To make sure he's not going to back down. The contrast between them is visually stark, as always, despite his hands and Tieria's face both being cold. Hallelujah leans in, taking great amusement in the fact that his mouth is probably the only legitimately warm place on him. In more ways than one. ]
So here's where I can say as you wish, and mean it.
[ Because he can't resist the last word, even as he's pressing forward with another kiss. ]
[ What secret? Please. He can read his partner like an open book, he's not telling Hallelujah that though, he's nice enough to spare him the ego bruising. Not that it matters now anyway. They both need to survive and wounding his partner's pride is completely unnecessary in this kind of situation.
Cold. Freezing cold. Like himself. Tieria shivers involuntarily at the touch, mana once again coursing through them, providing stark contrast against their otherwise freezing bodies.
And again, Tieria just rolls his eyes at the incredible last word Hallelujah mutters, right before they kiss again. Hallelujah just couldn't resist it, and most of the time, Tieria simply let him have it. It's easier than keep coming up with more argument and frankly? It's something that he doesn't actually mind indulging his partner, not that he's ever going to tell him that.
This time, he kisses back, following Hallelujah's lead even if he's unsure and honestly has no idea what he's doing. It's weird, although not in the bad way but Tieria couldn't really find words to describe this experience. Instinctively, he pulls Hallelujah closer, wanting more of that warmth their mana link is providing. ]
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Look. I'm freezing and so is you. If I die, you can kiss the floor of this cave and hope it restores your mana.
[ Tieria doesn't like kissing. It's intrusive, weird and possibly unhygienic but if it's between restoring mana as quickly as possible so they both live and dying, you know which choice he will pick. Without doubt. ]
Hurry up!
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[ Hallelujah will be the first to acknowledge it, too. There's a reason why he's taking the brunt of the wind, why he can stand there and be a shit despite the cold having long since taken root in all his limbs. If Hallelujah doesn't want to die, he has to make sure Tieria won't, either. A well-guarded secret... or perhaps not so much, if you know how to wield him. His partner does, for the most part. Though he prides himself on not being as predictable as others might think, for all his bark.
His hands rise again, this time to either side of Tieria's jaw. To make sure he's not going to back down. The contrast between them is visually stark, as always, despite his hands and Tieria's face both being cold. Hallelujah leans in, taking great amusement in the fact that his mouth is probably the only legitimately warm place on him. In more ways than one. ]
So here's where I can say as you wish, and mean it.
[ Because he can't resist the last word, even as he's pressing forward with another kiss. ]
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Cold. Freezing cold. Like himself. Tieria shivers involuntarily at the touch, mana once again coursing through them, providing stark contrast against their otherwise freezing bodies.
And again, Tieria just rolls his eyes at the incredible last word Hallelujah mutters, right before they kiss again. Hallelujah just couldn't resist it, and most of the time, Tieria simply let him have it. It's easier than keep coming up with more argument and frankly? It's something that he doesn't actually mind indulging his partner, not that he's ever going to tell him that.
This time, he kisses back, following Hallelujah's lead even if he's unsure and honestly has no idea what he's doing. It's weird, although not in the bad way but Tieria couldn't really find words to describe this experience. Instinctively, he pulls Hallelujah closer, wanting more of that warmth their mana link is providing. ]