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𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐜 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍
📍 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐑 & 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊
“oh shitshitshit,” she swears in rapid-fire, the bottom of her woven grocery bag splitting at the bottom and sending her shopping scattering across the pavement. she lets out a grumble of frustration, "just… perfect,“ she mutters; watching her antipasto ingredients scatter, a packet of olives one way, salami in another, a selection of cheeses and a bunch of grapes… a few rolling away having been split from the bunch. leaning down, balancing on the balls of her feet in heels as always — she begins to gather them up in her hands, now at a lower level; casting her eyes around for the other missing items: some bubble bath, a punnet of strawberries, vanilla yoghurt, her cigarettes and a small but whole pineapple. a weird collection, but lilac keeps her fridge stocked and usually organises a delivery service each week — these are just some impulse purchases… and in fact is an impulse she's really wishing she didn’t give in to as she spots the pineapple rolled off by the post box near by and desperately wishes she had another damn bag.
it was early, but late enough in the day that jada had stolen away from the spa in favor of running some errands that she’d been neglecting. since the weekend of the pink moon, she had felt off -- putting off things in favor of going home and practically collapsing whenever she stepped foot into her familiar, and safe home. now that jada wasn’t practically asleep on her feet, she had decided that it was time to stock her fridge instead of continuing the meager meals that she’d been making for herself, if she even did, and stop wallowing in whatever it was that had seemed to sap her of her energy. seeing lilac at this point was normal, around the spa and the island though it seemed that each time that she did, the young woman was in a bit of a state. “ here. ” she reached down to pick up the pineapple that had rolled her way, inspecting it to see if it was bruised enough that it would make a difference. “ do you need another bag ? ” jada asked, offering out both the pineapple and one of the cloth bags she had over her shoulder that she always brought with her when she shopped.
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𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
“a valid point,” nemu answer simply, wondering if it would stop feeling like a strange chasm between them; a weight of unsaid words && perplexing dynamics now stuffed into an ill-fitting box. still, though - this by far beat the alternative. he’d done that before, too, with partners before jada; a clean cut. friendship was more rewarding than that, by far, so nem was grateful. “well, if you’re hungry later, we could make sandwiches in the-” nem paused, wondering just how good of an idea it would be to partake in an activity they once did as a couple, in the ranch kitchen. he didn’t used to think so hard about his words before. “sorry. i guess i’m just wanting to ask if you’re doing alright. it was… a weird weekend, i think, for everyone.”
despite herself, jada was waiting for the day when they could speak to each other without any hints of awkwardness. how they’d managed to stay cordial and remain friends despite the years of history between them, she wasn’t quite sure, but she didn’t want to continue the awkward song and dance the way that they were now. nemuel had always managed to throw her off kilter, something that jada had loved appreciated about him, but had always annoyed her in equal parts. control over her emotions and herself had always been something she prided herself on and to feel like a little school girl, awkward and unsure -- she couldn’t even recall when she’d been that way while they’d been dating. “ we can make sandwiches, nemuel, ” jada answered, going for an amused tone and smile that she hoped seemed more genuine than she felt it was. “ i’ll stay on my side of the kitchen, and you stay on yours. ” memories of them laughing together, trading kisses with no one else around came unbidden to her mind which she tried to shake off with a strained smile. “ it . . . well, not for everyone. some people said they weren’t bothered at all, but i was. were you ? ”
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��𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
ralph’s eyes follow the line of her leg, the flash of a red-bottom heel matching nicely with his own favoured shades of RED and BLACK, maybe taking his time to enjoy jada’s appearance. he’d be a FOOL not to, in his opinion —- lips an easy sort of smile, dark brows raising a little whilst a small laugh follows the words; “then i would have to try and convince you to give it back, i’d have been willing to trade,” he plucks it from the centre of her had with a cheeky wink… “it is a VERY important lighter. sentimental, one might even say,” but his laugh is just evidence of the jest, it’s his favourite YES… but not irreplaceable. — the cigarette lit and lighter re-pocketed —- “… so, are we feeling the urge to get inked… or just feeling the urge to visit your favourite tattooist?”
a little chuckle escaped her with jada watching him carefully, well aware of ralph’s eyes on her. “ what do you have to trade with, ralph ? for such a prized possession, that is. ” his laugh told jada everything that she needed to know ; it wasn’t nearly as important as he was making it out to be, his own laugh having her chuckling again. “ i’m sure it holds such a special place in your heart, i would never try to hold it hostage. wouldn’t want to see you upset, and all. ” she moved, taking herself out of the line of smoke as she shot ralph a smile. “ had to come and see my favorite tattooist, of course since i was over on this side. plus i hadn’t seen you around, came to make sure you were staying out of trouble. ”
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what was jada's biggest tragedy in life?
jada would say her biggest tragedy was leaving her dream job because she couldn’t mentally handle it. she internalizes that time in the hospital as a personal failure, and is slowly but surely working through realizing that she can’t do everything by herself, and that she has to take breaks.
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𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
it never got easier, even as it got more comfortable - usually, he did fine, but after dealing with the horses so shaken & everything else that had been acting oddly lately, nemu found himself almost in a state of uncertainty around jada. “eh, life is full of disappointment, they’d have survived…” he shrugged, but the gratefulness he expressed was genuine. jada would know that under his nonchalant behavior, the ranch owner cared for his clients & their enjoyment & ability to share his love for equestrians with everyone who came through the stable doors. “of course, please do!” he smiled then, meeting her gaze easily. “she’d love that, and i think she misses you. sometimes she looks right beyond me as if…” as if expecting jada to be there. he didn’t finish the sentence.
jada would absolutely agree that life just in a nutshell was hard and could be disappointing, but it still was something that she doesn’t necessarily enjoy. “ sure, but no reason to let it happen if it could be prevented. ” hence the reason why she planned so much and tried to keep everything in order. a genuine smile lit up her features, pocketing her phone and giving him her full attention. “ i miss her too, she’s like, ” jada trailed off, not wanting to say a child, “ another blossom to me. ” which was why she hadn’t gone to see yue not wanting to make the emotional distance between nemuel and her worse. friendship was always great, and she was happy that they could stand in each other’s presence and talk, even if it wasn’t the same way. “ i’ll stay until you’re done with blossom. ”
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does jada know anything about the deity within her? and how?
to a certain extent, jada knows especially after the events of the pink moon. her having extremely odd reactions to people, hearing a little voice whispering in her ear made her extremely curious and, as jada often does, she did research. her research hasn’t exactly told her what’s going on completely, but she does know that there’s something.
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𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒
hera, is the goddess of women, marriage, family and childbirth in ancient greek religion and mythology, one of the twelve olympians. she is the daughter of the titans cronus and rhea. hera rules over mount olympus as queen of the gods, and the only strong enough to wield the unruly lightning bolt that her husband, zeus, is known for. a matronly figure, hera serves as both the patroness and protectress of married women, presiding over weddings and blessing marital unions. one of hera's fatal flaws is her jealous and vengeful nature against zeus' numerous lovers and illegitimate offspring, as well as the mortals who cross her.
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QUEENS OF GREEK MYTH – HERA, AMPHITRITE, PERSEPHONE
men fight wars. women win them.
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𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
hesitating, nemuel looked from jada to the visitor, then back to jada. a hopeful expression had already grown on the guest’s face, and with a solution falling into his lap so easily, nemuel shrugged and agreed to it. “blossom it is,” he smiled, instructing them to the correct stall. as a regular rider, nemuel knew they’d know what to do on their own. “i’ll join you outside in a few minutes, kay?”
“hey, thanks for letting me ride out on blossom today. you- you didn’t have to do that,” he smiled, wondering if she was feeling alright after the particularly interesting weekend. “if she seems agitated, i’ll make it a short ride. are you going to hang around a bit?”
the moment the other person left, she could feel herself getting shy. why, jada wouldn’t quite be able to say given that she and nemuel had been around each other multiple times since their break up, and were on good terms. still, her gaze stayed firmly on her phone even though she could feel his gaze on her. “ you’re welcome. wouldn’t want someone to not be able to do what they came here for, ” jada answered, finally looking up at nemuel. “ she might get a little agitated but i’m sure that you can calm her down. i might go and see how yue is, give her a little apple if that’s fine with you. ”
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𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐞 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
status; open
when; after the dawn service
location; in front of the memorial hall
there was an itch, deep inside his bones. one he couldn’t scrach out, would never be able to. it was deep, rooted in the darkest recess of his mind. and it was making him loose his footing, control over so many hidden memories, reactions and fears.
he had promised himself, last year, that he would come today. courage had left him the last time– as expected for the coward he was. running away all your life, but it still followed him. ignored his plea for peace. he thought it was fine. and, it was, he supposed, most of the time. when his main concern was getting food for his dog, and pay his rent, and just fix cars. but here, as his fingers nervously played with the wristband, as he was facing the memorial hall, cowardice in his vein, robbie knew that war had caught up with him once again.
the dog tags burnt still on his skin, though they were nonexistent anymore. a light touch from his fingertips where they used to dangle confirmed their absence– a phantom pain, wasn’t it? or was that just from missing limbs?
at some point, his bad leg had felt weak, perhaps remembering the pain, alongside everything else. sitting down on a bench, after the ceremony, hands balled into fists in his pocket, robbie watched. watched the young as they fleeted around, attracted by the buffet and preaching moronic platitudes to their thousand of followers. he watched survivors, dealing with the guilt they all shared, though they did not fight in the same war. it was the widows and the families, crying over their loss, that made him look away. guilt over his own cynicism.
and when a shadow blocked his view of the sun, robbie could only figure that the other person just wanted to share the bench. “sorry,” moving to the side carefully, feeling older than he was when his leg protested, not looking up. “sorry,” he repeated without realizing, “didn’t mean to hog the bench.”
jada sat herself down, one leg crossed over the other. her intentions had been to be quiet, not say too much to him all at once, and even sit there next to him without saying a word unless he wanted to. “ why is it that every time i see you you look like a kicked puppy ? ” the brief meal with him getting a drink spilled all over him, to now. she couldn’t recall a time where he had a smile on his face, or looked genuinely happy about something. seeing him there with other military families milling about, she was starting to wonder if that was the reason why. her father had been in the military, the few times she had spent time with him and her grandfather, they had held the same energy. the same sort of sadness and weight that never seemed to leave their shoulders. it wasn’t something that she could understand but hope to sympathize with. she wouldn’t call herself a particularly loud person, often preferring to be quiet when she wasn’t being addressed but it seemed like he didn’t necessarily want to hold a conversation.
“ do you want some food ? ” she asked after a couple of beats of quiet other than the sounds of people milling about around them. her intentions weren’t to baby him, not when he was older than her and had probably seen more than she ever would, but to offer help where it seemed like it was extremely needed. “ or a drink ? ”
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
“ am i meant to ? ” he asks, leaning over the counter with zero intention to turn around and leave this woman and her business alone for the day. how could he complete a full day without pestering at least one person ? “ i tried a skincare routine once, as per one of my friends’ advice. i think i got excited and went along with it for like… two days before i totally forgot about it. ” you can’t give a guy with ADHD a routine to stick to — at least not this guy. he can barely remember to take his meds most days. “ oh, is someone getting in trouble ? ” he questions with a small grin. he looks around a little, taking in the surroundings when he failed to do so when he first walked in. “ so you’re like… the big boss here, right ? ”
she thought about stating the obvious from her perspective, but then again, what was obvious to her wasn’t necessarily obvious to alex. “ it would help so you know what products not to use, ” jada intoned lightly, her attention half on the schedule and on alex. as long as he wasn’t being loud, she didn’t mind him being in the spa, but the moment she felt it would cause a disturbance he would have to leave. “ skin care requires patience, and routine. you don’t need a lot of products, but a lot of water and clean eating helps a lot. ” something a lot of people forgot. “ mistakes are mistakes, and people don’t necessarily need to get into trouble for them. ” whoever had done is wouldn’t be in charge of the scheduling anymore, that was for certain. dark hues lock onto alex once more, raising an eyebrow. “ i’m the owner alex, so probably if that’s how you’d like to think about it. ”
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𝐲𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
a little chuckle left his lips, easing himself down beside her as he answered with a light; “i prefer to think that the WATER just balances out my bad behaviour,” poor justification if he’d ever heard one, but he didn’t really care as evidenced by the easy smile. angling himself towards jada, his brow furrowed in budding concern when she said she doing alright… but then stopped at the strange question. yadriel hadn’t noticed, at least not properly, the way the ring around his pupil had turned a murky blue and blended out into his natural brown… he didn’t really look in mirrors that close. …apparently. “huh —? my eyes aren’t blue, they’re brown,” another little smile dances over his lips; “i’m hurt, jada, i thought you knew what i looked like,” teasing gently he pulled his backpack around in front of him, but then she continued and yadriel had the strangest feeling that she was be very serious in her statements, in her distress. he didn’t really know what to say, because while he HAD noted some people behaving, in hind sight, maybe a bit weird… but boreas had slept soundly under a spring moon, and as such yadriel had been relatively — untouched. with a more serious note to his voice, he gave a small shake of his head; “i’m sorry, jada. i really can’t say i’ve had anything out of the ordinary happen to me. wanna tell me what’s been going on?” he offered gently, “off the professional record, of course,” as he had continued to speak, yadriel had pulled out a brownie, unwrapped it and broken the treat in half and then he took a bite, “— want some? it might relax you some,” and he meant it with sincerity, because he wasn’t sure how else to help her…. jada was the picture of composure in a lot of ways, always measured in some way… regal, seemed to be the adjective that yadriel’s mind associated with her. it partially inspired his habit of calling her queen. “or i can go — ? you know, if you want to spend some time alone.”
jada released a little giggle, shaking her head. “ i’m not sure the water will help that, ” she joked before sending him a look. “ believe me, i know exactly what you look like, so i know when you look different. ” she was genuinely confused as to how yadriel hadn’t noticed anything weird going on, but as she searched his features she could tell that he as telling the truth. jada could only assume that he was one of the lucky ones on magnetic. “ i feel like if i tell you it’s not going to make sense, ” she answered after a moment with a rueful smile. his easy joking was helping, the tension in her shoulders loosening a little bit more. jada reached out and took the offered brownie, taking a bite of her own with a nod of thanks. “ i don’t necessarily want to be alone, ” not if it was his presence that she was giving up, “ i’d rather you stay. i really just don’t know how to explain it. people’s eyes are changing colors, they’re acting a little off, and every time i touch someone there’s like this little voice telling me something about them. ” the moment the words passed her lips, jada shook her head with a little laugh. “ that sounds crazy, but —— ” a hand reached out slowly, telegraphing her moves. while yadriel might not have been able to necessarily feel what she did, perhaps he could see what she meant. a gentle press of her hand to his shoulder didn’t stir any of the same strong emotions other people, a gentle presence that reminded her of the wind that further relaxed her. it was a flash of cyan that covered her irises, slowly returning to their normal chocolate once she removed her hand from his body. the same that other people had told her during the weekend was happening whenever they touched. “ see ? you’re one of the only people that hasn’t made my skin crawling. ”
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@scgey
Athena: Please say words of encouragement to me so I don’t murder someone right now.
Hera: There are no books in prison.
Athena: *sighs* Thank you.
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𝐉𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍 / 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐎𝐎𝟒
jada’s home reflects much of what other people see when looking at her. she attempts to exude power, grace, and elegance in everything that she does and most of the interior of her house reflects this. a lot of clean lines, white décor, and more of a modern luxury in all areas except for her kitchen which is more meant to look more usable and lived in though it still has the white that she likes.
the pictures above reflect the places that jada frequents most in her house. she wakes up early, around 5:45 a.m. on most days where she’ll feed, let out and play with her dog, boof, before having her breakfast and first cup of coffee on the patio while he eats. when she’s home after work, or has given herself a day off, she’ll still spend some time in her office, but will spend most of it in her bathroom taking a bubble bath and drinking a glass of wine, listening to smooth jazz through her bluetooth speakers. if she’s in her bedroom, she’s typically lounging on her bed watching tv, reading a book, or talking on the phone with her mother.
the kitchen and walk in closets are her happy spaces. she spends a lot of time trying out new recipes or baking, and it is the one space in her home that she doesn’t mind being messy. her closet was custom made and she has her clothes in order of color, and her shoes all have a place and the boxes that she bought them in. even when she’s not doing something of particular importance, she’ll lay on the floor in there with boof and sing to him or scroll through her different social medias.
@eternal-inspo
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STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS
❝ don’t be ridiculous, there’s enough room on this bed for both of us. ❞
❝ please stay. i don’t think i can be alone tonight. ❞
❝ i’m staying, okay? you don’t have to be alone tonight. ❞
❝ you shouldn’t be alone right now. i’ll take the couch, it’ll be fine. ❞
❝ will you sleep with me? i know how that sounds i just mean— i feel safe when you’re there. ❞
❝ i’ll be here the whole night okay? nothing will get to you while i’m here. ❞
❝ wait— have you been here all night? ❞
❝ i thought you went home after i went to bed. you didn’t have to do that— you could’ve at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on. ❞
❝ can i stay with you tonight? i don’t wanna go home yet. ❞
❝ it’s late, you might as well just stay here. ❞
❝ can you just…stay here? and hold me. ❞
❝ i know this might sound weird but, do you wanna stay over? i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but. i think it’d be nice. ❞
❝ i’m not expecting anything, i just, thought it’d be nice to keep you company tonight. ❞
❝ i don’t have nightmares when you’re there. ❞
❝ i get you’re doing the whole protective thing— and i appreciate it. i do, but there’s no reason for you to stay awake all night. might as well come to bed. ❞
❝ thank you for staying. it just gets so lonely at night sometimes. ❞
❝ i don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly, i don’t really wanna be alone either. ❞
❝ do you wanna stay with me tonight? ❞
❝ stay, please. ❞
❝ i’ll stay. ❞
❝ i’m staying. ❞
❝ i’m staying. end of discussion. you gotta learn to let people take care of you. ❞
❝ i’m not ready to say goodbye yet. ❞
❝ i don’t wanna have to say goodnight. ❞
❝ honestly i can’t sleep, so if you wanna stay up with me? ❞
❝ i don’t sleep a lot either these days. we can be insomniacs together. ❞
❝ well, i can think of some ways to wear you out. ❞
❝ if you can’t sleep, there are other things we could do. ❞
❝ i’d rather fuck than stare at the ceiling counting sheep to be honest. ❞
❝ it doesn’t have to mean anything, i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight. and i want to feel good for once. ❞
❝ please don’t go— i need. i need someone— i need you. ❞
❝ the night doesn’t have to end here, you know. ❞
❝ i like it when you’re here. so stay. please? ❞
❝ you’re just as lonely as i am. might as well be lonely together. ❞
❝ you can stay but i’m not letting you sleep on that couch. ❞
❝ chivalry is overrated, get in my bed. ❞
❝ you’re clearly exhausted. you can go in the morning. ❞
❝ you don’t have to pretend to be fine, if you need me to stay i will. ❞
❝ when i said i wanted everyone to leave me alone i didn’t mean you. i can’t handle everyone else right now but you…you’re different. ❞
❝ you need someone right now. and i’m the one that’s here. let me be what you need. ❞
SCENARIOS
[ GUARDED ] sender insists on staying the night to keep watch over receiver who has been in some kind of danger.
[ GUARDING ] receiver insists on staying the night to keep watch over sender who has been in some kind of danger.
[ UNEXPECTED ] one muse stays the night to keep an eye on the other after something traumatic and they end up having comfort sex.
[ CONSOLE ] sender asks receiver to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.
[ CONSOLED ] receiver asks sender to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.
[ ACCIDENT ] sender winds up staying at receiver’s house all night because receiver fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them.
[ UNPLANNED ] receiver winds up staying at sender’s house all night because sender fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them.
[ STAY ] sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away, receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed.
[ STAYING ] receiver is carrying sender to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away, sender grabs their hand so receiver joins them in bed.
[ APPROACHED ] sender is staying with receiver for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them.
[ APPROACH ] receiver is staying with sender for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them.
[ SHARE ] sender is unexpectedly staying with receiver overnight, receiver insisted sender sleep on the bed while they take the floor but sender winds up insisting they join them in bed.
[ SHARED ] receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight, sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed.
[ FOUND ] sender is staying with receiver who had them take the bed while receiver takes the couch. in the middle of the night, sender goes out to join receiver on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone.
[ FIND ] receiver is staying with sender who had them take the bed while sender takes the couch. in the middle of the night, receiver goes out to join sender on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone.
[ DISCOVERED ] receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender was watching over them.
[ HAVEN ] receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender felt safer with them.
[ WEARY ] sender cries themselves to sleep in receiver’s arms.
[ TIRED ] receiver cries themselves to sleep in sender’s arms.
[ PROPOSITION ] one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time.
[ PURPOSE ] one muse can’t sleep so the other initiates sex to wear them out.
[ TRAPPED ] one muse ends up staying the night with the other due to a storm.
[ KEEP ] sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up, sender whines so they stay put.
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𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
status; open to all
location; the trojan horse ranch
ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
“Hey, so - slight change of plans for the day. Yue was abnormally nervous over the weekend, and she threw a shoe… so, she’s been given the day off today. I thought that was only polite,” Anyone who knew anything of Nemuel knew his horses were his whole world & they were often more spoiled than many human children existing in the world. On the downside of that, since all three of his beauties were full-time employees on tours & lessons, it meant that Yue’s special day of rest was throwing a shoe - pun intended - to the whole day. “What say you we groom the ponies instead of going for a ride today?”
she’d only overheard some of the conversation, most of her attention now focused on her phone after spending a good couple of hours with blossom. it had seemed like all of the horses had been antsy that weekend, even the most mild unexpectedly bucking and difficult to console. jada had gotten a run down from one of the stable hands about her own horse earlier, checking her for any injuries and spending time soothing her back to her natural state. “ you can use blossom, ” she offered looking over at nemuel and the person he was talking to. there was a slightly awkward smile on her face, giving a shrug that was a bit out of character for her. “ she’s calmed down. ” these days blossom spent more time with nemuel than she did jada, so if there was another that could control and guide her if she got skittsh it would be him.
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𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 + 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐚.
“ whoops, sorry — i’ll be quiet. ” he grins as he says the last part in a whisper. he was probably going to be not so quiet again a few more times before he leaves, but it certainly wasn’t intentional. he just tends to forget his surroundings sometimes. they really fucking hate him over at the public library. “ uh… neither ? i guess more on the dry side. and zero allergies. ” he answers with a small shrug, “ — actually, you know what… i think i’ll just gift this coupon to my dad instead of using it today. he might like this shit a lot more than i do… ” he thinks out loud, looking and scanning the coupon that was handed back to him before he turned his attention to jada again. “ but you. you look stressed. you run out of the eye veggies ? ” he attempts to crack a joke, using quite the stereotypical assumption about spas.
even with alex’s assurances that he wouldn’t speak as loudly, jada doubted that it would last very long. while she didn’t want to have to steer him back out the front door, she also couldn’t have him disturbing the other customers. “ do you not know your skin type ? ” she asked with a raised brow, looking back to the scheduling computer to see if she could even take him back for a facial without messing up someone else’s appointment. inwardly, she did a little dance of glee about him changing his mind though she didn’t allow it to reflect on her features. “ oh ? well, i’ll wait to see your father then. ” one less headache to deal with. “ no, the cucumbers are fully stocked, actually. someone was . . . not paying attention and overbooked a couple of appointments. ” calling someone incompetent in front of another person, even if it was just alex, was bad business practice.
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