Extra note: So my professor is talking about people who spend all their time on the internet and “Never socialize with REAL people.” She goes on to tell about her niece who would rather talk to her “pretend online friends” than go out and hang out with real friends, calling her, “poor soul. She’s missing out.”
And then there was my reaction:
Whatev, Prof. Whatev.
The 3rd gif in your folder is your muse’s reaction to meeting their future husband/wife for the first time
Ok, I have a list of prompts for both Cris and Alexielle ( lexiadieri ). I will get to them tomorrow. I have homework due in a few hours and I need to sleep before work soooo…Tomorrow! Promise! :D
Thanks for being patient! And thanks for sending prompts! They make my Wed-Friday really awesome and writing relaxes me, so I feel better :)
thank you :)
He quietly climbed out of bed, careful not to awaken his wife, and he walked to the balcony, gazing out at the Row. There were still shady figures standing by light posts and against walls. He lit a cigarette and exhaled as he looked out the window.
This better work. I’m giving up a lot for my family, but I’m willing to go back to sailing if this fails. As for this city, it can burn for all I care. Damn place.
He finished his cigarette and flicked the butt out the window before he walked away and slipped back into bed. Alaia stirred and hugged him, her eyes squinting as she whispered, “What’s wrong?”
Cris smiled and caressed her head. “Sh, nothing, lovely. I just can’t sleep.” She frowned at his words, but his caress was putting her back to sleep really quickly. He knew that he would eventually pass out.
It was past midnight when she walked into the apartment in Stormwind. She put her crossbow down and began to peel off the top leather armor she wore. She gasped softly but exhaled slowly when she turned her head, noticing the large draenei sitting in the dark.
"Late work?" he asked in his deep voice.
"Aye. Kris is sleeping?" She asked as she sat across from him. He nodded. "Were you waiting for me, Ammar?" Kat smiled and leaned on her arms. He nodded once again. "I can take care of myself, brother."
"I lost you two once. I won’t lose you again." Ammar sighed and shook his head.
"You won’t. I was done a long time ago, but I simply sat in tree tops. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep."
"We leave soon," Ammar said softly. Kat nodded and rose, walking toward Ammar and hugging her brother, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Yes, Captain." He smiled and she giggled. "We’re a family again. And this time, no one is going anywhere."
It’s good to know there’s still loyalty in friendships. That’s Reylis. There’s a certain sense of serenity when it comes to her, as we simply talk and enjoy each other’s company. I like that. There’s no pressure to perform or pretend that I’m trying to bed her. We simply sit, talk, laugh, and everything goes smoothly.
Why can’t every conversation in this damn world be like this? I should send her some flowers or something. First thing tomorrow.
I think we’re both each other’s toys at this point. She plays with me. I play with her. We never touch each other, but the desire is always there.
But it will never be fulfilled. Maybe that’s the allure of it all. To drive each other insane. I’ve tried to be a friend for her, but she’s too enclosed in her protective shell, she wouldn’t know if I was being friendly or hitting on her.
Stay away, Cris. Yeah. Like I’ll ever listen to my own advice. No, but I will stay away. She could be my undoing. *many, many, many frustrated scribbles*
Captain Seawolf. Need I write more? He’s a toy that I absolutely enjoy playing with, but gods is that a temptation I can only dangle in front of my own nose before taking a bite.
It’s funny, though, how we both hold these high morals yet there isn’t a common ground between he and I. I’d love to be friends with him. He seems like a good soul buried deep within the flirtatious shell, but oh how I enjoy teasing a man who’s used to getting everything he wants and now? He can’t have it.
(( apiratesdreams ))
Looked at the man as he sloshed back another drink of ale. “Y-y’know what!? We should head out if here and hit the town!” He laughed drunkly. Vyn and the pirate would stumble out quite drunkenly in their stupor, waltzing around flirting with women quite unsuccessfully I might add. They decided to step over to the side of th Royal Exchange and began urinating on the side of a nobles home.
Three hours later they sat in a jail cell before being sent out on parole. ” It was worth the piss.” Vyn grinned to the man.
"Fuck yeah!" the Captain muttered, laughing softly.
I have not seen my dear Winter in a while. I haven’t left the city but I have been busy and I know she has too. I wonder if she is doing well. I wonder if she’s still in one piece.
She’s strong, but even the strongest iron cracks, and my lovely Winter is capable of cracking.
I wish I could speak to her again, even if it’s to poke fun at each other.
He doesn’t know it, but I’ve been watching my favorite Watcher for a few nights now. He tends to disappear at times, but when he’s around, I watch him, jumping from tree to tree. I’m so tempted of shooting another arrow at past his head so he knows I’m around, but then I ask myself, “Is that really prudent, Kat?” No, of course it’s not.
I wish we had met under other circumstances, but I’m sure he found the body in the cottage and I’m sure he’s under some ridiculous command to take me in if he found me. I can’t afford that.
However, how would things have been different? He seems civilized. Me? Hardly. Yeah, I’m not his type.
Oh and look, there he goes again, passing down below me. Hello, handsome. I promise I won’t shoot any arrows at you today.
But for good measure, even though you won’t see me, I’ll shoot you a kiss.