"ah, you've found me." / @demurehopes

starter. @fin4n

Three days had passed and little words had been exchanged between the two of them that weren't small talk. It was his fault, he knew that and he was sure it hadn't gone unnoticed by the other men. He'd drunk no more than usual that night but the conversation had taken a turn and now he was unsure if he was reading too much into it - if he was allowing himself to feel something that would end in him being the fool.

The road home to Cookham had been quiet, they'd talked amongst themselves whilst he had ridden up front and allowed himself to get lost in his own head. He was tired, perhaps not from battle this time but from the war that continued to rage on inside his mind. His intention hadn't been to ignore Finan nor had it been to give him the cold shoulder but his mind continued to linger and he couldn't look at him without his head spiralling. What if?

He'd caught himself watching his friend when he wasn't looking, on occasion a smile would form before he caught himself and stopped.

The first night home he'd intend to rest and sleep and he'd opted not to indulge in any ale or entertainment. But instead of sleeping he found himself laying awake again, unable to settle knowing Finan would only be a few doors way once he returned home. He waited and waited a little longer until he heard the familiar noise of them all leaving the tavern. Then he waited a little longer before leaving and making his way to the others room. Uhtred knocked on the door once before he opened the door to step inside, slowly making his way towards the bed. He'd made the assumption he wouldn't be asleep, not yet at least, a hand reaching for the others shoulder to give it a gentle shake. " Finan? "

'things didn't go exactly as planned, but uh... i'm not dead, so it's a win,' @intoknives.

At first, Kat was over the moon when the ritual seemed to actually work.

It was hard to hold back her excitement! After all, she'd fully been expecting it to be a scam, just like the rest of them - so when she got over the initial shock of realizing that yes, she wasn't dreaming, and this really was real, she'd practically leapt for joy with a grin on her face before skipping along to explore the world she'd found herself in.

Now, though... It's been a while. An hour, maybe? And Kat hasn't run into anyone yet, but more importantly - she doesn't know how to get home. She followed the ritual instructions exactly, so she should be safe, and there should be a way back, but... what she's been seeing is nothing like what she was expecting. It's cold, and dark, and she doesn't know if she's landed herself in a place where everyone's just asleep in their houses, or if there's no-one here at all to begin with...

...It's scary. She doesn't want to admit it, so she kicks her fear aside as best she can - after all, she knew the risks coming in, and no-one said that her goal was going to be easy to achieve. When she reminds herself of what she's accomplished, the warm buzzing of triumph in her chest is almost enough to ward away the cold. But... she does need to find shelter, soon.

Suddenly, she sees someone - a human-looking individual, even! - and suddenly she brightens up. As she approaches, the rush of nervousness still runs through her veins, but still...

"Hey! You're... Are you from around here?"

@g0ir ( starter for annie! )

“ WAIT. OH.MY.GOD!” Ellie exclaims, a little bit dramatically, a little bit theatrically, but in a fully Ellie way. She withdraws, physically and mentally, from whatever ritual they are about to do (she has no what idea if they are actually going to do some kind of a ritual or @discipulusmaleficus just turned around to take a sip of his water - she is already assuming things!).

“ I have to ask you something before we begin. It's SUPER important. ---- are you a feminist?”

@sorrowsick asked: sorry, very busy today. no time to help you / from yan!

hurt, but mostly embarrassment swirls inside of her in a wild dance as she snaps, immature: "fine. do your imaginary job or whatever you, yeah."

quick spy x fam inspired radiostatic AU, more info under the cut :]

It’s been a minute, (both post wise and design wise) so decided to update the fam + a couple additions compared to last time

day 55!

@fin4n : ' you can't leave me here.'

His hands are tired, his fingers sore and knuckles white where they've gripped his sword for hours on the journey home - his chest continues to rise and fall and the wound in his shoulder continues to burn from the inside out. The air in his lungs feels as if it's being drawn from him with each breath, as if he's teetering on the verge of death but he never quite reaches it. He may have even wished for it, maybe, if he did not have reason to want to live.

Fingers are stiff as they uncurl from the furs but he reaches for Finan's hand and holds onto it, pulling it to his chest. It's a light pressure but he squeezes and eyes search his, his heart sinks into his chest and gods, he's never wanted to live as much as he has then. " I would never be so cruel that I leave sihtric alone to put up with you. " A smile rests on his lips, though it's weak, but his words are spoken through them with jest. He doesn't intend to die, not like this, not now - he's had reason to live before but to leave Finan alone? That feels worse than any death.

" Do you, " His throat feels dry when he speaks but it's a minor discomfort compared to the pain - but he can still feel pain, that means he's not dead yet. Eyes are still on Finan's and fingers are gentle when they squeeze again when he speaks. " Perhaps we should just run away and find an old hut to live in for the rest of our lives. I am tired and you are tired. " He wants to pull Finan into the bed, to lay next to him like they have time and time again but the frequent check ins tell him he shouldn't - though perhaps if he truly is dying he can blame it on his delusions.

Men have died from less, but he is too stubborn to be that man. " I will not. " He says it as if it's a promise, it is in a way, maybe not one he has any control over but it's not his time - he knows that. " I will not leave you, I did not get this far to be taken by a scratch. " He lifts their hands and lips press to the back of the other mans hands . " Besides I have not humped you nearly enough. "

incoming case... i'm hoping this is food and not body parts, but who knows? @vitalphenomena / joe levy.

'shouldn't you, uh... shouldn't you know if it's not body parts?' finley is now looking suspiciously down at the stack of waffles in front of him, hoping that joe was making a joke. he was probably was. and even if he wasn't, the food looked incredible, and finley was starving. 'honestly, i've probably eaten weirder shit,' he picks up his fork and takes a bite of the food, savoring the buttery, maple taste before swallowing. 'best body parts i've ever had,'

Kat hasn't... she hasn't given up.

Just because she's taking a break doesn't mean she's stopped. It's important to understand that. ...Because she can't let fear stop her; not when the reason she's doing this isn't for herself. All the searching... all the rituals, and the continued disappointments she felt as she failed, time and time again... there's no way she'd ever let it all be for nothing.

Actually, she's closer now than she's ever been to finding the truth about her father. And she's still alive, isn't she? Though she remembers being lost in endless halls, a voice in her head taunting her and playing with her mind... the absolute fear of realizing that there was no escape, that she'd gotten in over her head - not to mention the desperation to live, the smell of blood, and then, something far worse than all of that-

...When did her body get so tense? After all, it has to have all been a trick. She's here now, even if she can't remember why, so the ritual rules clearly protected her like they were supposed to! Yet, there's something in her bones, deeper than knowledge, telling her that that's a lie. One day, she'll be pulled back in without warning, just when she's finally gained hope at living again- like prey being toyed with for fun.

Wouldn't that be the cruelest fate of all? ...Kat laughs to herself, but it feels hollow. If that's the case, then it's not like there's anything she can do about it. She might as well keep fighting until the very end.

She's thinking just that as she sees something appear before her that shouldn't be possible. It's some kind of... rift, as if someone's cut through the world itself - but Kat barely registers that with the way her heart starts pounding in her ears. She screams at herself that this is a chance! This is what she always wanted! But right now, that couldn't feel further from the truth. Frozen in place, she doesn't speak until the man steps through, and then all at once, she suddenly finds her courage.

"Who are you? ...Are you here for me?"

@darksonofsparda ( starter! )

“ Oh gosh. Your story is everything, @vitalphenomena " Blurring out, Ellie's eyes widen a bit. It was meant to be a thought kept inside at first, but by some enchantment, it's out in the open. There's no backing down now.

" I'm entranced by grown people with daddy issues, so this is a perfect arrangement. " She presses the recording button on her phone.

INCORRECT  QUOTES.   @sekizein​ asked: ❛ i am very small and i have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that i’m under. ❜ said by the 6'3 guy unironically

“  yes  ,  so  much  stress  ,  i  completely  understand  .  such  a  weight  above  you  and  your  small  height  .  ”   he’s  agreeing  ,  looking  up  towards  emmet  and  nodding  as  he  does  so  .  

oh. ok

i'm sure someone has pointed this out before but i love how strahm's response to the water cube trap and hoffman's response to the reverse bear trap add yet another parallel to their dynamic - they were both put in rigged traps and only survived because they cheated. they weren't games, there were no instructions or rules, they were just supposed to sit there and die - and they both went no, fuck you, i'm not going down that easy. it's so cool. in a franchise that is supposedly about appreciating your life, what better demonstration of that than two motherfuckers so stubborn they survive the unsurvivable?