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Sυρєявσу | Ƈσηηєя Ƙєηт | Ƙση-ƐƖ ([personal profile] heliakon) wrote in [community profile] promuseboxing2016-02-14 11:56 pm

CALL ME OUT










-Call out post! Not just limited to characters listed above, if you know I play someone they're fair game!
-give a prompt - text, pictures, etc. or write your own!
-AUs, canons or in game-verse is totally fine!
wordstoliveby: (12)

[personal profile] wordstoliveby 2016-04-22 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ There were a thousand, perhaps a million, things he could say in this moment. He didn't think through the decision to reveal himself this way too closely. It had been months since he'd seen a face that was familiar to him, since he'd felt safe enough to relax for longer than an hour at a time. For the first time in months, sitting at the impeccably kept table of Merlin's kitchen, his shoulders unknot and he can feel something loosen in his chest. For the first time he realizes that he can breath easily.

Seeing Merlin in the doorway just cements a thought that has been lurking at the back of his mind since he saw his house occupied.

In the absence of a place, home becomes a person.

Looking at Merlin is the first time he's felt like he's home since he woke up in the hospital. ]


What do I call this?

[ He smiles, feeling like an asshole but also painfully pleased to be somewhere familiar again. Hopefully this wouldn't end with Merlin punching him in the face. ]

I just sent it because I knew it'd piss you off.

[ Who was he kidding? It was bound to happen. He can at least earn it. ]
hornrimming: (It's a do or die situation)

[personal profile] hornrimming 2016-04-28 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Punching Harry in the fact, in all actuality, seems like a bloody great idea. There are far too many emotions going at once and his jaw tightens as he stands unmoving in the doorway. Anger, frustration, deep gut-wrenching sadness combined with unparalleled relief. It feels like ages standing there, assessing, clenching his left fist because the right would do more damage than good if he decided he would in fact punch his formerly dead best friend. Finally, his feet find the will the move. ]

You goddamn son of a bitch.

[ In an instant he's with Harry, grabbing him by the collar and hoisting him up. All sharp lines and a hard stare, he could kiss him or punch him right then. Instead, he pulls Harry into the tightest hug he's ever given. ]