Hellebore

But you happen to pull this shit while I'm in a transitional period so I don't wanna kill you. {OC MV 21+ #FannyPack}

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -I bet it’s rigged.

[it didn’t matter that he didn’t win anything for her. He /tried/ and that’s what matters the most to her.]

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -blue puppy, she’s taking his arm, gently squeezing his bicep as she looks up at him with an adoring gaze and bright grin.]

You almost had it! [she nearly slips and calls him Daddy, but she can’t quite bring herself to say it.] And I don’t know why the second one didn’t fall. -

[J. @WannaRathbone]

Is he playing hard to get or are you playing hard to get rid of?

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -one bag left! You can take out another clown and still claim a victory. [The way she bolsters his ego second nature. She gives his throwing shoulder a squeeze, as if she’s teasing with a massage.] You got this!

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink [She doesn’t care that he’s not going to win the grand prize. Just the fact that they’re getting to do this together is a prize enough. She giggles brightly at the way the bag smacks and lands, his good nature about missing inspiring her mirth.] Come on, soldier! There’s still -

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -you got this! Just two more bags, and we’ll have to share our bed with a big cat. [through her glee, she doesn’t realize she said “our bed.” It was too natural to even notice.]

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink [She is just as surprised a she is when he connects with the small clown. While she expected his arms to have a great form and four, she was sure the ball would just bounced off of the clown. She is just as excited as he is as she cheers him on.] that’s a great start! I know -

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink - strife, they never stop trying.] I remember. Let’s see if what’s the in Vegas stays true in Georgia. [she steps back to give him only enough room to toss the bags, her eyes not on the prize or the game, but on him.]

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink Nothing easy is worth doing. [if it weren’t for the game, she probably wouldn’t have let go of his hand. The simple skill game was likely rigged and he would never win the big cheetah, but that’s not the point. The point is that they’re trying. For all their struggles and-

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -[Her dazzling grin shines up at him as she follows him to their first game. She can feel a hope that she hadn’t felt in months.] That’s what you’re fighting for.

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink [There is every instinct to pull back since they shouldn’t be so familiar if this is their fresh start, but she pushes those away to move just a little too close to him.] You know I trust your arm, and we’re not leaving until you win me the biggest animal this carnival carries. -

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink - after. [She looks up to the man she married sure that she doesn’t regret how impulsive they once were.] You pick first, then I’ll decide my turn once we finish that and get something fried.

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -date for real. Starting over slower than their whirlwind Vegas wedding began. She takes his hand to slip out of his truck.]

No, sir. You pick first. This is your carnival night too, and you’re not escaping to the carnival. You’re getting to go and not be worried to go home-

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

I almost miss him cursing the amount of porn…

[Aspen Gott @CharacterWeNeed]

After Mom died, it was me who insisted we go.

Both Dad and Helle just wanted to sit at husk and pretend like she didn’t want us to go.

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -excited about the food and the games. If one of us didn’t win, Dad would stay at that booth until we walked away with /something./ [she looks back to the fair with a slightly sad smile.] She would say he used the same technique to get her to marry him.

[Hellebore @LeapingBlind]

@JadedDrink -here and there. It’s sad, but adorable.

She looks back to him with a bright grin. If he’s sharing a bit of his childhood, she probably could too.] We went when I was a kid too. Mom would insist on it, and Dad would pretend he hated it. But he was the one who would get all -