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cigarettesandinevitablebetrayal · 7 months

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WIP WHOOPS

So......

It's not Wednesday. Not only is it not Wednesday, it is none of the Wednesdays I've been tagged for this. But my life has been hectic this last month and a half on top of my writing slump, so these completely slipped me by. So here I am, very late and with iced coffee.

I've been tagged by @swordsandspectacles, @sustainably-du-mortain, and @aurriearts and thank you all for your patience and I'm real sorry about how late these are

Rashad stops short, but their posture doesn't carry the same tension it would have if Wei had called out a year ago. They almost seem surprised when they turn around to look at him. "What?"

"Play a match with me," Wei repeats. He fiddles with the pieces a little as he mulls over what to say next. He picks up the black E-pawn, Rashad's usual response to Wei's preferred Italian opening. "Like old times."

Rashad hesitates, hand still resting on the doorframe. They have that hunted look in their eye that's been present since Ricardo dragged them here a year ago. Wei can't feel their tentative poking at his mental shields, nor do they seem less focused as they stare at him, but he's sure they're trying to find some hint of purpose. Some sign of a trap.

Wei throws them a bone. He lets the walls around his mind shift a little, allowing a little more leeway for Rashad to glimpse the nostalgia, the honest desire to get to know them better, to spend time with them. Something in their expression crumples and the smile that tugs at their lips as they glance down is a fond one.

- Untitled Rashad/Wei Piece

There’s a shift in breathing pattern and the slightest change in heartbeat as Julian stirs, his eyes fluttering open to gaze lazily down at Felix. “Morning,” he mumbles, though it almost isn’t intelligible. He reaches for his glasses with his free hand, missing them as he squints in their direction. It still baffles Felix that his vision is so impaired without a few pieces of plastic.

Felix reaches over and grabs them for Julian, being careful not to touch the lenses as he slides them up Julian’s nose. He stretches up to kiss Julian's cheek, "There you go, babe."

"Thank you." The words are punctuated by a long yawn. "How long have you been staring?"

"I wasn't staring," Felix protests, running his fingers the length of Julian's chest scar again. "I was thinking."

"Awfully tactile thinking." Julian chuckles and presses a kiss to the top of Felix's head. "I don't mind that you're staring, you know. I like to stare at you, too."

Felix's heart starts up at a quicker pace. He loves when Julian says little things like that with as much casualty as if he were talking about the weather. As if they're as obvious as the sky being blue. It makes little bursts of happiness spark through Felix's chest.

-Untitled Felix/Julian Character Study

And, don't worry, @anduefex. I've not forgotten your POV prompt in my inbox. But I'm keeping that one a surprise until it's done 😉

Tagging the folks who see read this. Yep, that means you, you sucker /teasing

#Cigs writes #Ship: What Remains of Us #Ship: paper planes and charcoal stains

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