╳ ┊❛ unwitting victim.

{ @ofwolfmaids liked for a verse starter

      a few swear words escaped his mouth as he knocked into the person feeling the warmth of the coffee dripping down his chest. oh this was not how he wanted his day to go. in fact, robbie had hoped to go back to his flat to study a little bit longer before he turned on netflix for the night. “i’m sorry. I didn’t hear you coming.”

                 ^{hiss escapes touch of teeth as surprise floods crystalline veins. crap. shit. motherfuck. this week was far from easy, full of challenges && teen desired nothing more than to whack it over it’s annoying little head with epee back home.         ❛     i’m sorry !! it’s my fault, got these no skid shoes              didn’t realize they were virtually soundproof. i mean, that’s just stupid unless you’re marketing to fuckin’ ninja.     ❜          && she’s rambling, babbling. words tumbling at break neck speed.   (  she’s glad own order was iced ;; no spillage leaking through lid to add to the experience.  )          ❛     here, ah              take my napkins. i’ll buy you a new one, too. coffee.     ❜}

╳ ┊❛ stranger.

      “– – – no? i didn’t realize there was a pumpkin spice girl.” who knew that sort of person existed. it seemed that each time he found himself in the coffeeshop, ned learned even more than the time before. some how, it seemed that people kept springing things on him. as he listened to the girls story, he leaned in even more, sniffing the cup again. mayhaps he should lean back but he was certainly intrigued. it wasn’t often a stranger decided to speak to him about their coffee choices. 

      “if it makes you feel better, you don’t smell like coffee.” a soft shrug as his fingers wrapped around the base of his own cup. 

                                             ^{❛     there is, unfortunately. they usually come with their own cloud of wannabe fifty dollar perfume.     ❜          oh, that was catty, wasn’t it?   (  teeth goes sheathed ;; proper form once more                to some extent.  )   head shakes, elevation of shoulder rounds shift && for a moment she is so very contemplative ;; it is good she fails to smell of coffee, exquisite even, yet youth still lingers in mentality of hot, hot, too hot drink soaking through fabric ‘gainst flesh.}

                                             ^{❛     y'know … i’m sorry. you probably have more important things to do, right?     ❜          apology lingers within gaze, within downturn of mouth, contours of mien && all of a sudden delicate hand is extended. quick snap motion.          ❛   m'lyra by the way.   ❜}

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                ^{WINTER ROSE. okay so I’m planning on finishing my 15+ memes && the few other things I haven’t typed up ( mostly starters ) && drafted tonight && probably into tomorrow. When those are finished I’ll finally be posting what I owe since I’ll be all caught up. People in the queens crossing && nlot group verses should click the HEART for a STARTER to be added to the upcoming spam. If you’d like to plot something out feel free to message me through inbox or the im thingy or come at me on s*ype ( doyoufancyxbilliepiper )}

❛ rude.

Everyone who should have loved me loved her instead. Everyone but Jaime.
It  is  Cersei’s voice echoing in Cici’s head, though she tries to shake  it  off.
It has been a long day;  she could do without the flashes of memory, a wed-
ding night gone wrong, a lifelong resentment spun from a single word spok-
en  in  the  throes  of passion. Still, lips purse disapprovingly – her  lack  of
patience does not extend only to the one she shares her soul with.

“You haven’t lived in the city long, have you?” Here, oh, it’s very customary.

                ^{annoyance clouds features   (  she is not amused && there is urge to bare teeth, curl upper corner of roseate tier that goes tamped down. no good.  )   curvature of spine straightens && chin must go lifted, head tilted to enforce proper eye contact   (  this is an adult && she is a child, seventeen yet compact all the same.  )   as svelte arms cross at trim breast ;; challenge.} 

                                             ^{❛                    sorry, i thought manners were in place no matter the locale. apparently i was wrong ;; i would still like that apology, though.   ❜}

(Source: ofwolfmaidsmoved)

❛ sniff tester.

      the movement was caught from the corner of his eye, ned watching her for a moment. the displeasure was written on her face. he also wanted to walk away, to ignore the gesture yet he stayed. learning forward, he glanced from the coffee to the girl, brows raising at her question. he was never a fan of coffee, only drinking it because of the caffine keeping him awake long enough for work. a shrug was given in response to her question, the former solider leaning back.

      “i don’t know. did you order pumpkin spice?”

               ^{❛                    gross.   ❜    it’s a shake of head, vehement denial   (  she’s never tried it, has no intention  )   && arm pulls back, lifts as neck curves && own delicate sniff is taken to crochet fabric draping over meat of small palm.   (  sure enough there’s grimace to mar fair mien immediately though youth remains unsure if mind is registering it correctly or not ;; unsure if any splatter had marked her as unwilling victim to argument of another.  )}

                                             ^{❛                    do i look like a pumpkin spice girl to you ??                         actually, no, don’t answer that. there was an argument or something in the coffee shop && some chick decided she was just gonna toss her drink in the general vicinity of her asshole boyfriend. unfortunately, i was in said vicinity of said asshole.   ❜     not gonna lie, she was definitely listening, curiosity getting the better of her && it seems karma might have struck with a vengeance.}

(Source: ofwolfmaidsmoved)

( ❛ & @rosareginam┊call. )

                ^{she’s curious   (  it killed the cat, she knows she knows she knows, yet what a way to go                 ;;      )   , all canted head && tumbling braid near inperceivable 'gainst dark of jacket &&, perhaps, she’s prying but she wants to know why there’s a girl seated on the pavement, ever pretty in contrast with its cracks && dark spots caused by age && who knows what else.} 

                                             ^{❛   hey, you okay?   ❜}

( ❛ & @kingofthelannisterpride┊call. )

                ^{&& normally she’s so very careful   (  neurotic, even, when traveling the streets with so large an object over trim shoulder ;; not particularly heavy but weighty enough to cause an ache sure enough  )   && of course, of fucking course, there goes well timed sneeze ;; grip shifting just enough to allow balanced weight to alter, bag && epee contained leaning, colliding with another && all at once she’s pretty damn FRANTIC needless to say.}

                                             ^{❛   SHIT !!                    oh my god, are you okay ? ? ? shit !!   ❜}

( ❛ & @morelikehisfather┊call. )

                ^{tonality flows in call towards stranger as she bends, lissome digits curling ‘round felled object in retrieval && it goes brandished 'tween them   (  held like a cigarette 'tween fair fingers, this fallen wallet ;; ease && familiarity to the motion despite having never touched the lethal stuff since her first test drive, filing lungs with nicotine && fog only to cough it all up in disgust, burning sensation following at her heels for days afterwards.  )}

                                             ^{❛   hey, yeah you ;; 'ya dropped this !!   ❜}

( ❛ & @sweetcxb┊call. )

                ^{&& she’s nursing wound, knuckle lodged ‘tween chapped tiers as half moons go forged by press of teeth   (  she’d read somewhere it’s supposed to help, applying pressure && sucking yet often does it slip from mind when knuckles gain dull ache after pressing ‘gainst bullys cheekbone &&, perhaps, she ought buy disinfectant for that contact as well.  )   ;; gaze shifts, latches 'pon form of another && brow lifts as if in challenge ;; when vocables flow they are muffled, failing to remove knuckle from mouth.}

                                      ^{❛                wha’ ?? ne'er see a girl with 'er hand in 'er moufh 'fore?  ❜}

( ❛ & @cerseilionesslannister┊call. )

                ^{she leans, slender digits pressing through faux leather to feel lines of toes beneath   (  shit, she knew she should have worn the other pair ;; perhaps the steel toes given as a gag && tossed to back of closet to rot amongst teasing brethren  )   && head lifts once lack of damage had gone ascertained, thick braid curling o'er round of shoulder as glare goes given.}

                          ^{❛   pretty sure it’s customary to apologize after stomping on someones foot but, hey ( !! ) , what do i know ??   ❜}