the highway won't dry your tears
The words ice, snow cone, and popsicle might as well be spells. Vesper's ears flick irritably at the mental image—shaved ice, citrus tang, melting cool against the back of his throat. He groans internally, tongue flicking against dry gums. His head tosses sharply, jolting her off his neck with just enough drama to make his point. She didn't get slouching privileges against his neck if he was going to be a godsdamn tease.
But then her hat goes tumbling.
He stops with a long-suffering sigh, dust puffing faintly around his hooves as he stands there, flank heaving in the stagnant heat. A lazy pivot follows, his body curving into a slow, deliberate circle until he’s facing the wayward piece of fabric. He eyes it for a moment like it might bite him—then stalks forward with the exaggerated irritation of someone absolutely keeping score.
He noses the hat once. Twice. Then grabs it, teeth careful but unmistakably smug. He bobs it once, twice, holding it up in a little showy flourish as if to say, this? before twisting his neck around and offering it back to her—dusty, a little bent, and dangling from his mouth like the world's most reluctant bouquet.
But then her hat goes tumbling.
He stops with a long-suffering sigh, dust puffing faintly around his hooves as he stands there, flank heaving in the stagnant heat. A lazy pivot follows, his body curving into a slow, deliberate circle until he’s facing the wayward piece of fabric. He eyes it for a moment like it might bite him—then stalks forward with the exaggerated irritation of someone absolutely keeping score.
He noses the hat once. Twice. Then grabs it, teeth careful but unmistakably smug. He bobs it once, twice, holding it up in a little showy flourish as if to say, this? before twisting his neck around and offering it back to her—dusty, a little bent, and dangling from his mouth like the world's most reluctant bouquet.
the highway don't need you here
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
