OPEN POST 2020.

[legalized]

【my ❝CALL ME OUT❞ post】
get my ass in gear.

♛ here is my muselist. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[wraithes]

I know.

[ with a slight tilt of her head, the corner of her mouth tugging upward as she watches him drink his tea. it isn't often, that he's vulnerable and willing to talk with her, even now. so she wants to take advantage of the opportunity, while he's comfortable enough to do so. ]

But letting go doesn't mean whatever happened is gone forever. Or that it hasn't changed you, or shaped you. Letting go just means opening yourself to something new.

[ she could spend eternity, dwelling on what her life could have been, before the slavers. and she did, for a good amount of time. but clawing her way to freedom has allowed her to create a new narrative, a new story. she isn't sure whether or not it's a better one, but it's the one she has now, which is what's most important. ]

[ketterdamn]

[ There was no getting back his exact life before he came to Ketterdam, that he knows. And while he had wanted revenge on Pekka Rollins, he'd also known it wouldn't bring Jordie back. The dead remained dead.

But the anger had carried him through the years and it'd helped him get through some brutal days and nights spent in the Barrel. He remade himself in that time and now he's going through a similar process. Because Inej had given him an ultimatum: without armor or not at all. He thinks this time has been harder than the first, when he'd been building said armor to begin with.

Glancing over, he curls her hair around his finger again and thinks it's definitely worth it. ]

It's worked out so far.

[wraithes]

[ he plays with her hair, and her smile widens a little, at his comment. because it has worked out so far, even through the hard parts. and she knows that it will only continue to be hard, but the end product will be worth it, at the end of the struggle.

even now, he seems to be coming back to himself. nearly back to normal, though inej doesn't move to touch him, yet. it's best to let him set the pace, whenever he has an incident like this, and she's content to remain separate while he calms down, and drinks his tea. ]

I am proud of you.

[ quietly, her tone full of affection. ]

And I love you.

[ketterdamn]

[ He sips his tea and lets the silence elapse between them. Because it's comfortable, even if he feels a bit ragged. There's also the familiar desire to reach over and touch her, which had been completely possible up until an hour or so ago.

But he knows it's probably not a good idea right now. Even if the urge is overwhelming. He picks up a handful of her hair instead, kissing the strands in lieu of her cheek. ]

I love you too.