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llondonfog · 2 hours
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happy birthday silver!!
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llondonfog · 3 hours
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On this day, a prince woke up after 400 years of being asleep and was adopted by a fae who blessed him with moonlight silver hair
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LET LIVING WEAPON SILVER AU OUT PLZZZZPLZPZLLZKZPZLZLZLZLZLZLZLZPZLZPZLZPKZPZKZLZLZPZLZLZLZLXLX
Your writing is amazing, I love ur mind. And I need more (only if u feel like it ofcrs :))))))
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH?????? i can't believe that au broke through twst containment and into the whump community, this is such an honor aisdj;fl
while i don't have a drabble queued up for the moment, i didn't want to leave you hanging after such a sweet comment so please enjoy the brief snippet below :)
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He can smell them first.
The scent of man sprawls over the wind and across the hilltop, a thick miasma bloated with sweat and iron and greed. The trees themselves shiver as if to shy away from the approaching bloodlust, and there's a foreboding silence that speaks to the absence of the woodland creatures who have long since scrambled or burrowed their way to safety.
Behind the snarling, grotesque mask situated half over his face, Lilia wrinkles his nose and squeezes the leather-wrapped grip reflexively, the stench one that will follow and haunt his dreams.
In the recesses of his mind, a gentle pressure flickers in reassurance, as calm and as steady as the stars above.
There is no doubt in his mind of the outcome— as the General of the Right, the Running Rampart of the Verdurous Moor, he has not and will not fail his Queen in battle. However, his thoughts drift to the blade clutched tightly in his hand, a strength of possessiveness he never would have believed himself capable of expressing towards a mere weapon, and a realization centers itself in his mind as if it had simply always been at home there— he would not fail Silver either.
Ahead of him, the first of the soldiers breaches the forest crest, the glimmer of the moon glinting off the peak of a battle-worn helmet.
Without a second thought, he lifts the sword with ease, pressing his exposed lips to the brilliant auroral gem laid into the pommel, to the soul trapped inside.
"The Night's Blessing be upon you," he breathes, and for a moment, only a moment— a fragile, delicate drop of time— he could swear there are arms around him, lips warm and benevolent to his temple as his own words echo back to him on the breeze.
The soldiers descend.
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llondonfog · 3 hours
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That's his baby!! His baby boy!!!
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thank you for coming home at 50 and not pity 💚💚💚
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llondonfog · 4 hours
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thank you for coming home at 50 and not pity 💚💚💚
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llondonfog · 9 hours
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it's 12am here so HAPPY BIRTHDAY SILVER VANROUGE, MAY ALL YOUR WISHES OF PROTECTING YOUR LOVED ONES & HONORING THEIR PEACE COME TRUE 💚💚💚💚 and i hope this is the year of finally getting his last name revealed in game, i can't think of anything he'd want more 🥹
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llondonfog · 10 hours
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i can be your cringe unfollowable mutual in law
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llondonfog · 10 hours
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shout out to fellow writers who don't have a rigid posting schedule on ao3. shout out to the writers who write between boring meetings on their day job. shout out to the writers who wake up a little early to write a few lines for their chapters. shout out to the writers who post every day. shout out to the writers who are learning how to draw to illustrate their own fics. shout out to the writers who didn't update their wip in 6months.
keep going you are loved ❤️❤️❤️
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llondonfog · 11 hours
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silver day !! <3
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llondonfog · 11 hours
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Happy Birthday , Silver! ⚔️💚
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llondonfog · 12 hours
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LET LIVING WEAPON SILVER AU OUT PLZZZZPLZPZLLZKZPZLZLZLZLZLZLZLZPZLZPZLZPKZPZKZLZLZPZLZLZLZLXLX
Your writing is amazing, I love ur mind. And I need more (only if u feel like it ofcrs :))))))
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH?????? i can't believe that au broke through twst containment and into the whump community, this is such an honor aisdj;fl
while i don't have a drabble queued up for the moment, i didn't want to leave you hanging after such a sweet comment so please enjoy the brief snippet below :)
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He can smell them first.
The scent of man sprawls over the wind and across the hilltop, a thick miasma bloated with sweat and iron and greed. The trees themselves shiver as if to shy away from the approaching bloodlust, and there's a foreboding silence that speaks to the absence of the woodland creatures who have long since scrambled or burrowed their way to safety.
Behind the snarling, grotesque mask situated half over his face, Lilia wrinkles his nose and squeezes the leather-wrapped grip reflexively, the stench one that will follow and haunt his dreams.
In the recesses of his mind, a gentle pressure flickers in reassurance, as calm and as steady as the stars above.
There is no doubt in his mind of the outcome— as the General of the Right, the Running Rampart of the Verdurous Moor, he has not and will not fail his Queen in battle. However, his thoughts drift to the blade clutched tightly in his hand, a strength of possessiveness he never would have believed himself capable of expressing towards a mere weapon, and a realization centers itself in his mind as if it had simply always been at home there— he would not fail Silver either.
Ahead of him, the first of the soldiers breaches the forest crest, the glimmer of the moon glinting off the peak of a battle-worn helmet.
Without a second thought, he lifts the sword with ease, pressing his exposed lips to the brilliant auroral gem laid into the pommel, to the soul trapped inside.
"The Night's Blessing be upon you," he breathes, and for a moment, only a moment— a fragile, delicate drop of time— he could swear there are arms around him, lips warm and benevolent to his temple as his own words echo back to him on the breeze.
The soldiers descend.
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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"This is the most valuable gift I have ever received..."
Happy Birthday, Silver ! 🤍⚔✨
I never moved on from the scene where Lilia hugged Silver tightly after receiving the acorn bracelet realizing all his life, Lilia's efforts are probably not gifted back, only until that moment, and thats why its Lilia's valuable gift...😭😭
DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED WHERE THAT SCENE KINDA IMPLIES THAT LILIA SEEMS TO BE HOLDING BACK FROM TEARING UP BY HUGGING SILVER TIGHTLY JUST BECAUSE HE WAS SO CAUGHT OFF GUARD THAT THIS LITTLE BOY LOVED HIM ENOUGH TO WISH HIM TO LIVE AND BE HAPPY AND HEALTHY AHSHQUUDUW!!!
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I love that Lilia's cottage is so homely and pink, I wanted to express that here... even if its just a sketch... 🥺 I can't believe Lilia could just say if Silver doesn't want to take care of that cottage, he just said he can let that place decay JSJFKWJFJE!!!! hitting that old man with a broom 🔥💥💥
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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Happy Birthday Silver!!
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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✨🌻 Happy birthday Silver 🌻✨
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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"Don't cry, son. Today is the day to smile."
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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llondonfog · 13 hours
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Happy birthday Silver!! 💐
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