Sinclair seemed to turn over the question in his mind, taking it more serious than Balor intended and before he could stop the other man from getting too deep he answered. "I can make a good drink too." "Coming for Hemlock's job, eh? I didn't think you the type to know how to do that..." Again, Sinclair seemed to retreat to his thoughts as if to properly phrase that which may not easily fall from his tongue. A reality Balor was usually on the other side of and far better and quicker at turning how he wished. That was the difference, he supposed, between a liar and a supposed saint. "Uncle taught me. Taught me to cook as well." Sinclair paused, smiling to himself before a quiet breathy sort of laugh left him so faint it would've been missed had Balor not been so fixed on him. "Come to think of it, he'd probably have something to say about my farm too."

It does not matter what universe it is, if Orion exists he meddles and messes with everything regarding his family and in FoM is no different. In ffxiv he does the same, teaching Sinclair how to tend as a means of connecting to a very shy boy and it makes me 🥺 [ #growinglight wip ]

Balor: I hope it was okay that I ordered the food instead of making it myself... Sinclair: Well, now I want to try your version!

Balor: Haha!

Balor: Well honestly, I don't really cook all that much.

Balor: But if you like, I can try making something for us next time.

gnawing on him you're so CUTE #growinglight

Frosted window letting in soft blurs of pastel colours from the daylight objects outside. There's a few bright green indoor plant leaves in the bottom left corner.

#BlueSkyMonday #MinimalMonday #ColorADay #PinkMon #AlphabetChallenge #WeekPforPink

Frost & glow - captured last Monday

#Phonetography
#EastCoastKin #ArtYear #growinglight #pastelparadise #BeautifulBlur #blushy

Studying for FT tower and my brain is like "ok but Balor saying he would try and make Sinclair's day better if it hadn't been good and thinking that's a beer or a card game and it turns out he just wants to rest with his head in Balor's lap and talk making Balor 404 brain not found" #growinglight

In at the buzzer so to speak. Anyways I’m still in a chokehold sorry #growinglight

Balor, smiling: I can't believe I got to cut and polish my own gem!

Balor, blushing: I don't know what inspired you to propose Gem Cutting as a date...

Balor, with little flowers around him: But I loved every minute of it, Sinclair.

He's so cuteeeee I will let you polish 1000000 gems

#fomspoilers #fomo #growinglight

Balor: A gem cutting date...?

Balor: Sinclair...

Balor, now blushing with little flowers around him: T-that sounds incredible!

Balor, smiling: I would love to!

#fomspoilers

Me: Oh, gem cutting date? I bet the resident magpie will love that.
Balor: does in fact really love that

He's so precious 😭 #growinglight #fomo

Running a hand back through his hair, he tried to let it fall into it's natural sort of hanging array. One that didn't give away quite so easily that he had overslept. A poor attempt, but one made regardless if only to see Josephine tut. "I'm alive," Balor called, words a tired sing-song as he opened the door. "No need to—" "To?" Sinclair asked, raising a brow. The farmer stood, head slightly cocked as if he were a dog and heard something odd. "Good that you're alive, though." Why he was surprised to see him, Balor wasn't sure. After everything that happened the other day, he should've anticipated it. You confess to a guy that you can't stop thinking about him, organize an elaborate meal, and all but spit on the life you lead before you met him… turns out it comes with attention. Who knew? Leaning into the doorway, he tried to reorient his thoughts. A poor task when faced with so much of the other man's skin. The warm weather was a blessing and a curse. "Yeah… yeah, good thing. What—ah, uhm—What are you doing here?" Balor asked, mouth curving poorly around his words and he nearly felt them fall to the floor between them. "You weren't at your cart this morning when I came through and thought maybe you weren't doing so hot after last night. Fun, of course, but the heat makes fools of us all." Sinclair looked past him into his room and seemed to find nothing damning before Balor could none-too-subtly shift himself to block it. Humming a soft and short sound, Sinclair smiled. "You're doing it again." "No, I'm not," Balor argued, then paused with a sheepish expression. "You don't even know what I'm talking about…" "Yes, I do. It's the… thing." Waving a hand out, the other still clutched at the door as if it were a lifeline amidst a reckless sea. "The thing I do and you notice." "Uh huh… Which one?" "'Which one?!'" Balor huffed, eyes widening. "How many things do you have up there, Ace?"

Happy WIP wednesday from the new brainworm that is #growinglight. I'm currently in "I have too many ideas and so starting any of them is hard" hell but I managed to take a crack at one. Small victories...

Sinclair draws Balor’s hand to kiss it, eyes closed. Balor’s eyes blink wide, blush on his cheeks. They both stand in fall attire in front of a warm orange square on a white background.

Found at my best, I'm a sucker for your glowing. 🍂 #growinglight

(🎨: @artist-rat.bsky.social beloved)

Anyways I had a nsfw #growinglight thought last night because Balor notes he never had anything nice without strings attached or expectation of payment and I feel like it’s probably a hard habit for him to break with Sinclair that he has to Give him something just to be there. 1/2

It’s over 6 blah blah I’ve struggled to write all week so I’m letting it stand. I like thinking about how down bad Balor had been for weeks on end. #growinglight #sixsentencesaturday

Balor: I've always wondered, Sinclair...

Balor: Did you spend a lot of time in the Capital before you came to Mistria? Sinclair: I was in the Capital a long time.

Balor: I suppose we were like boats passing in the night, then.

Balor: I'm grateful that we managed to meet in Mistria's safe harbor.

I've been ruminating on this recently and then he fucking brings it up I'm gnawing on my burnout to cease so I can write. #growinglight #fomo #fomspoilers

Balor: You know, I try to be as quiet as possible when I'm clearing out your shipping bin overnight...

Balor: But I'm always tempted to knock and say hello.

That one and this one has me like scrambling to write Balor POV fic I'm in pieces

#fomspoilers | #growinglight

Balor: You know, that first day, when I saw you across the collapsed bridge...

Balor: I asked myself if it was the start of something special, and then I flipped a coin.

Balor: I just wanted you to know... I keep that coin in a safe place.

Fucking sentimental ass man I can't with you.

#fomspoilers | #growinglight

You, yeah, you know me Not the way I was, that's the old me But the man I could, that I could be Wind flying high, near your gravity Just tryin' to stay in it, just tryin' to stay in it I'm getting pulled away in all directions Just tryin' to stay in it, I'm tryin' to stay in it Stay inside your low, low, low Earth orbit And if I start to fall then pull me back Pull me back Came by nobody was home Can't talk so wrote it in a poem It was you, always you Fast as the speed of sound

Found a Saint Motel song that pertains to Balor/Sinclair and that means they’re officially official in my horrible little mind palace. Also named their playlist ‘Growing Light’ so I’m gonna just use it as their # also.

But hsjsjdvsbs ‘low earth orbit’ kills me for Balor POV #growinglight

Long post by BPD Millennial Aquarius Witch #BPDAquariusMusings #LibraRising #Equinoxes #balance #managingdepression #growinglight I’m standing on the curb waiting for my delivery, Because I’m unemployed and depressed, standing outside for a few minutes a day with diluted sunlight is therapeutic and some bare minimum good for my pale skinned ass’ mental health; (Jesus I’m having flashbacks to the actual movie of my profile pic and laughing at myself because now I can’t even do deliveries = lost my flight 🤣) And it hit me - This is why Persephone is both Queen of Spring (Flowers) and Fall (Halloween / Death / Hades) - The light at sunset is around the same time on the modern clock. It’s false spring, a mild chill where I am, The sky is a breathtaking mixture of purples and violets that I didn’t even try to capture a fraction of it on a digital camera; and it feels Like. Fall. I then wondered when the local bats are coming out of dormancy; And then I busted out laughing. On the street. Because I’m wondering about the welfare of the actual animal that’s archetypically associated with the macabre fall season, In. Spring. Very #PersephoneGoth if you ask me

#PersephoneGoth
#BPDAquariusMusings
#LibraRising
#Equinoxes
#balance
#managingdepression
#growinglight

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#RelationshipGoals #GrowingOld #GrowingLight #Old #Light #Couple #Partner #Partners #Partnership #Relationship #Relationships #Life #IdealLife #NorthernAthena #Poetry #Poetician

In ew'ger Dunkelheit flackert er, ein kleiner Funken Licht. Am Ende finsterer Ära, wo nunmehr neue Zeit anbricht... #FFXIV #GrowingLight