@belxsar: Hello, for your ‘Kisses With Meaning’ prompt drabbles, I’d like to request Mitsuhide with either eyelid, nape, or wrist (you pick because I can’t!) please. Thanks so much! :) Love your writing and your blog! <3
It’s a game she comes up with on the spot to test a few things, meant to last only a heartbeat. But looking at him now, and every moment before and after, she knows she will never be able to help herself, not when he sits there so fraught and tidy, refusing to play. There will be a wrinkle in his sleeve and a wrinkle in his brow, as well as a wrinkle in his words and a wrinkle in his calm, and she will want nothing more than to reach out on every plane and see how much more wrinkled it would get under her touch.
She does enjoy it. She can admit that. But it won’t even be the best part.
She thinks him untouchable, invulnerable, as stalwart as a battle ship heaving out to sea, and it infuriates her, because she can see the wear and tear. From the pier she wonders why he doesn’t.
“May I kiss you?”
So she plays with him, poking and prodding with gentle paws, until it’s a glorious mess: the stillness. The fake tranquility that goes washing over him and seeping out through his pores. His brush stills. His breath stills. His eyes still. And every inch of his control frays under an invisible, indomitable, weight.
Like the cat that got the canary, she bares her teeth at him in—
I used to feel awkward and out of place when I didn’t have something to say because silence in social situations made me uncomfortable; you helped me see otherwise, and now silence relaxes me, and I seek comfort in it.
If y’all can pray that I am unafraid in serving Him that would be so appreciated. Also, prayers for Him to continue seeing me through my anxiety and depression and panic. Prayers for healing and recovery.
So I reached 900, which is absolutely incredible and unbelievable. I love you all so much. My life is crazy, but you all make it a little more fun and bearable. I appreciate you all dearly. That said, I follow 860 people, so if you’re not here, don’t think I don’t love you! Also a lot of you have changed urls and I can’t keep up.
AHHHHHHH I can’t believe it *squealing* Thank you to everyone who puts up with my craziness, my randomness, my incessant reblogs, gifs and idiocy filled tags- I LOVE YOU ALL! P.S. Juju makes an appearance because he was meant to be my 600 thank you but I never got around to making one… also big shoutout to the hubs @alter-dna for drawing this up. I swear, one day he’ll spend more than 20 minutes making this stuff up for me and you’ll see his true talent!! But dang they’re still cute *squealing intensifies*
I WANT TO CRY AND I AM SO ANGRY
THE LETTER SAID “BLUE EYES”! BLUE!!
YILDIZ DON’T HAVE BLUE EYES!!!!!!
THAT LETTER WAS FOR HILAL NOT YILDIZ
HOW DID YOU READ THAT LETTER??????????
I WANT TO SCREAM
150 subscribers on AO3?! You guys are amazing!! I can’t believe that there are so many of you who are interested in getting a notification whenever I post a fic. Thank you SO much! Your love and support means the world to me!!
So… I’m incredibly close to 3K and I’m still in shock that that many of you even want me anywhere near your dash. NOW I HAVE A PRE-CHALLENGE CHALLENGE FOR YOU! If I hit 3,000 followers before April 2, I will be celebrating both the milestone and my sweet baby Sam Winchester with a Sam’s Birthday Challenge! I really want to do this so I’m basically begging you for help… no shame (okay maybe a little bit of shame).