#Mahalo!Armin <333

[brooklynislandgirl]

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I see your face every time I dream || Accepting

#Mahalo!Armin <333 #Nightcrawler|Kurt Wagner #Luce en la Oscuridad|Kurt and Beth #Don't Say the M Word|Xmen au #Not My Father's Mansion|Westchester #>.> you know why.

[brooklynislandgirl]

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

Me In The Mirror || Accepting She sits on the sofa by herself, feet tucked up on the cushions under the blanket she has to keep herself warm. She has a bowl of popcorn nearly the same size as her lap held in her arms and braced by her legs. She's watching the television even if the room is eerily quiet. This is because, aside from her giggles, there really isn't anything more in terms of sound. The television itself is muted and the dynamic lighting from the screen flickers across her features, gasping ghostly colours washed out and worn by time and distance. But when the laughter comes to an end, there's a transformation. Something people do not get to see, something almost kapu, in her words. She sets the bowl down and comes creeping out from beneath her blanket. Long skirt brushes the top of her feet as she takes a couple steps toward the television, sets one leg forward, and raises it by the toes to a particular angle. As she begins to dance with what she is watching, she breaks the stillness with her voice. So very soft it's easy to pretend she can't be heard, and while her voice isn't pristine ~she's by no means Dazzler or Siryn~ there might be something pleasant and warm to be found in it. Gone is the trepidation of speaking English and something in her eyes look close to nostalgic tears. "Mahalo nu 'ia ke Ali'i wahine- 'O Lili'ulani 'O ka Wohi kū- Ka pipi'o mai o ke ānuenue, Nā waiho‘olu‘u a hālike ʻole- E nānā nā maka i ke ao malama- Mai Hawai'i ākea i Kaua'i."

As she sings she moves as the figures on the screen do, all fluid grace and beauty. Arms raised up on praise, or outward in what might seem like invitation. Her foot placement precise and purposeful. Even the claps have a beat that have meaning. "ʻO Kalākaua he inoa- ʻO Ka pua maeʻole i ka lā- Ka pua maila i ka mauna- I ke kuahiwi ʻo Mauna Kea- Ke ‘ā maila i Kīlauea- Mālamalama i Wahinekapu- A ka luna o Uwēkahuna- I ka pali kapu o Kaʻauea- Ea mai ke aliʻi kia manu- Ua wehi i ka hulu o ka mamo- Ka pua nani aʻo Hawaiʻi- ʻO Kalākaua he inoa..." All too soon, she finishes the song and then returns to the couch. Less than a couple minutes later, her face contorts from grief to laughter once more, and this time it's almost silent. And that...that's when she notices him. She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and doesn't quite raise her gaze to his eyes. "Wan' come watch? Is...Lilo an' Stitch, an' it really jus' only started so I can rewind it f' you? Put da volume up for you an' everyt'ing."

#Mahalo!Armin <333 #Nightcrawler|Kurt Wagner #Luce en la Oscuridad|Kurt and Beth #Don't Say the M Word|Xmen au #Not My Father's Mansion|Westchester

[brooklynislandgirl]

😘 (on the back of her hand)

A Kiss is Still A... || Accepting

She's been trying very hard practising on her own. She wants to make the best impression, wants to prove that she cares by making things easier, by sharing something intrinsic about him. And she is so proud but nervous as she looks him in the eye as they putter around the kitchen so late at night. She holds her hands up with extended index fingers in front of her chest, and takes a breath before releasing her lower lip from between her teeth. Of course she knows her pronunciation will not be entirely correct. If the German language is gendered like English she might flub it, but it still will show she's willing to learn, and that should count for more than a tiny grammatical error. What Beth doesn't take into account is that the word she wanted, and the one she uses…are two very different things. "Ich hätte gerne einen Kuss, bitte." She doesn't see the mistake. And Kurt, sweet and kind, doesn't laugh at her. Doesn't make fun of her in any way. But he also doesn't give her a cookie.

He does, however, take her hand in his, indgio fur so soft against her skin. Even softer the gentle kiss he places just over the delicate set of knuckles.

Beth blinks.

Not once. Not twice. Three times in rapid succession before she smiles shyly, the merest points of her sharp teeth visible, and the flood of colour runs its course through her face.

She turns away, yes. But her hand stays in his, the slender digits gently squeezing his three.

#Mahalo!Armin <333 #Nightcrawler|Kurt Wagner #Luce en la Oscuridad|Kurt and Beth #Brooklyn Stories|New York #Not My Father's Mansion|Westchester #Don't Say the M Word|X-men au