That kiss. It was… so close to the corner of her mouth.
Beatrice has learned to expect them—the cheek kisses. She’s learned how to accept them from Ava. The Halo Bearer’s zeal for life, the way she carries her love for the world in open arms, it all bolsters Bea’s faith in the Halo’s choice of host.
But Beatrice has no explanation with which to shield herself when the blinding light of Ava’s affection shines on her alone. Nothing to write off the suffusing warmth that burbles inside when Ava flashes her that megawatt smile and mutters a soft ‘Bea’ inside her airy laugh.
Beatrice is defenseless for the first time since she’d sworn never to be defenseless again.
And yet.
She stands in the muggy attic above their tiny dive bar, reeling from yet another assault—this one that much closer to catastrophic. She reaches up, measures the distance between her lips and the lingering warmth of Ava’s mouth by the width of her tremulous fingertips. Just one finger’s breadth away this time. Last time it was two.
Beatrice sighs. She is both terrified and thrilled. Ava is her undoing, that much she’s able to admit. A foe she cannot, will not, fight. She can’t say when it will happen or what more will occur, but she and Ava are a ticking bomb and all Beatrice can do is wait.
Beatrice is defenseless for the first time since she’d sworn never to be defenseless again. But for the first time in forever, she thinks that maybe—maybe it’s okay.
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Was gonna say that I’ll probably delete all this when the fun’s over, but I think that actually I should keep it up. Let it serve as a reminder that this is who I could be and actively choose not to be except in extreme cases.
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When I read your blog I can't help but feel cute aggression go through my veins. And ohh It's bad. Like.. I know foul legacy is not like my cats but he's a cat! He just acts like a cat PLEASE. HE'S JUST A CAT.
and i just want to take him in my hands and squeeze his cheeks like I do to my cats, like how i pet their soft furr and kiss their little cat tummy. Ow but sadly he's not really a cat.. he's not squishy with his armor and he's so big i can't take him in my hands:( so I will just hug him and cling to him for dear life, so tight, till I'm satisfied
YES EXACTLY HE IS SUCH A CAT. BIG FLUFFY ABYSS MOTH CAT!!!!!!!!!
and i have excellent news... Foul Legacy may not be squishy, but you know who is? or at least, who's a little squishier? Ajax. he's mostly muscle, but he still has some softness here and there, especially around his cheeks and a little around his tummy. one of your favorite activities is smushing and pinching his cheeks, much to his dismay and your delight, counting every freckle that falls beneath your fingers. "I'll get you back for this." he mutters, crossing his arms and pouting as you chuckle and continue gently prodding the soft skin. you know that he will- or rather, Foul Legacy will- but you can't resist the urge to squish and caress his cheeks, and Ajax's pouts fade away into a blissful smile when you begin peppering his face with kisses
Ajax wasn't lying, though. the moment he shifts back into Foul Legacy your cheeks are immediately captured in a gentle grip, his claws carefully squishing and squeezing them as he rumbles happily. he nudges his head against your own hands, asking for the same treatment, so you do your absolute best to cup his face in your palms and swipe your thumbs over the dips and ridges until Legacy melts into your touch, gently pushing you over and snuggling down on top of you with a sleepy rumble. if you try to get up he'll look at you imploringly, slow blinking and letting out a soft, questioning whine until you sit back down and he happily nuzzles his face back against your neck <33
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Anonymous sent - I think you missed an opportunity to hit them back with an edgy quip. Like,
"Where do the cripples sit?"
"At the back of the bus."
or
"On my face."
I think they would have laughed with you or realized they're not as funny as they thought.
Well, the unfortunate drawback to working customer service is that you can't really say anything in response or else they'll come calling for your manager to moan about you and I didn't feel like jeopardizing my job over that ableist woman.
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thinking about how hannibal's first willful act of cannibalism in the books is to eat the cheeks of the man he blames for his uncle's death, and will's first willful act of cannibalism in the show is to eat the cheek of the man who is going to kill hannibal.
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Chay goes to Wik's fanmeet and sees Kim in cat ears and a black leather choker .
Later when he performed on stage he wore his crop top and suit ensemble, along with the God awful choker.
He had never in his life had to hide an awkward boner with so many people around , but luckily noone was looking at him.
After the session ended , he found Kim in the vanity while he was just about to take off the choker after removing his rings.
Chay took Kim's hand in his own , turning him around in his chair to kiss the blood red glossy lip that Kim had yet to remove. "Can you keep it on till we reach the compound?" Chay asks , Kim turns around and looks at Chay's flushed cheeks and bright eyes in the mirror , and Chay leans down to kiss Kim's neck.
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look away im gonna catholic-post for a second
scorsese wants to do a jesus movie and i just know it will be all doom and gloom and serious as fuck and jesus is gonna be this wise beyond his years dude burdened by his purpose and i cannot emphasize enough how NOT biblically accurate that is, jesus is so unserious for the son of god
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