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Entry tags:
- !event,
- caedra nisariel,
- charles yvry,
- daenerys targaryen,
- elizabeth,
- george lass,
- geralt of rivia,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- ivar ragnarsson,
- jo harvelle,
- jon snow,
- kettara bloodthirst,
- knock out,
- lady maria,
- laura palmer,
- lucretia,
- mariane cousland,
- michael munroe,
- oscar,
- rydia,
- sansa stark,
- sonya blade,
- staci pratt,
- terrence ephemera/sharkface,
- tinya wazzo,
- will graham
Event Log: Soulmates
Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Soulmates event
Where: All over the city
When: February 14th-February 22nd
Warnings: None
What: The event log for Soulmates event
Where: All over the city
When: February 14th-February 22nd
Warnings: None
Oh shit, what even happened last night? You're pretty sure you had a normal night, no crazy drunk antics (unless that is your normal night). But this morning you woke up with a brand new tattoo, and it's... a name?
Maybe it's a name you recognize, one of your good friends. Maybe it's a stranger. Maybe it's someone you can barely stand. No matter who it is, you kind of feel like you should look for them and figure out what's going on with this weird tattoo. And when you find them - well, they've got one too, except this one is your name. It would seem weird, except as soon as you see each other you kind of understand. Of course you'd have a tattoo with the name of the person you've found such an amazing connection with. You were meant to be together.
So enjoy your time with your newfound soulmate. Who knows, you might wake up tomorrow with a whole new name on your arm, a new connection, a new love. Make the most of it!► This log covers February 14th-February 22nd
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you try to pull off a stupid stunt to impress your soulmate and fail so miserably you die, please let us know here.
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I feel clarity. Although it's almost overwhelming, overflowing and spilling out from the seams...
[ Will moved his body again, sinking down into the seat, more relaxed than before. Raising his arm, looking over the name, tracing his finger over each letter, a look of content spread across his expression. ]
How do you feel?
[ Side eyeing Pell as he asked the question. It was strange enough that he woke with Pell's name on his flesh so to find that it matched the others was pretty significant. Will mused over the fact that it was Gods trying to push them together for something, some reason but his thoughts were interrupted.
As Will tried to concentrate all he could think about was how it felt good, right even, to be so close to Pell like this. Sure, he'd always enjoyed Pell's company and being around someone you liked in this place made it easier to contend with. But there was more to it, or at least it sure felt like there was. ]
I just know I had to come find you, be near you... Did eh, did you feel anything like that?
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I feel... like I needed to be close to you, but I fought it. I don't like wondering how much is me and how much is the gods, though this is much stronger than any of the other names I've had so far made me feel. So maybe... it's mostly just me.
[ He lets his sleeve drop back down and hesitantly, gently, reaches for Will's wrist. As if the raised ink there will feel any different from how Will's name does on his own. ]
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Everything was starting to make sense, despite how confusing it all was. 'I don't like wondering how much is me and how much is the Gods.' 'So maybe... it's mostly just me.' - Those two sentences expanded, swollen and bloated in his head like they were glaringly obvious to see yet Will struggled to understand them. Was it his own internal way of protecting Pell? Not wanting to admit they had a deeper connection that surface appearances would have you believe?
Will turned his head, watching Pell trace his finger across the sensitive skin of his wrist. The slight touch was a thrill and Will was sure he could see and feel mini fireworks taking flight and exploding in his veins - though, he'd always had an overactive imagination. ]
Then... don't fight it? We rarely get gifted moments like this. I eh... 've wondered myself. Wondered if eh, if it's always been there, this pulling like a knot in my gut that you're tugging at... Afraid that if I stop fighting you'll rip me open and bare... Either covered in blood and pain or... Or...
[ Will's breath hitched as he gasped for breath, going off on tangents like this often made it hard to catch his breath. He shook his head, let an awkward laugh escape his lips as he reached up to tuck a strand of Pell's hair behind an ear. ]
I guess what I'm trying to say is... Is I've felt this for a while now. Electricity in the atmosphere between us.
[ His voice was hushed, whispered even as he let his own confession, as strange as it was, slip out. ]
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Will reaching up and brushing his hair back reminds him of that brief time where Will didn't seem uncomfortable with contact -- that flicker of what could be before he regressed but Pell had still loved him. Had loved him before that and still loved him now. He doesn't know how he feels about an event bringing it out, wonders if they ever would have said anything without it, but... this is what's happening now.
He breathes out, one hand lifting to press against Will's chest and feel his heart beating. ]
I could, you know. If I wanted I could tear you apart, but I think you could do the same to me. Sometimes that's just the risk you take.
[ It's part of why this kind of thing is always so frightening, he thinks. ]
It's not just you. I've felt that too, for a long time, but we had... and I didn't think you did. Are you sure, Will?