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#don't think about the fact that during the summit baxian would have heard her voice for the first time #⟨ o. opposite ⟩ — danika fendyr ( wistcrias. )

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Ceren Başar 1x18 -  Sen Çal Kapımı

Just Ceren, my level of procrastination is very high…

#⟨ o. opposite ⟩ — lidia cervos ( wistcrias. )

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let's burn it all down.

#ruhn vc: that's my WIFE #⟨ o. opposite ⟩ — lidia cervos ( wistcrias. )

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ruhn wonders distantly if this is what life will be like from now on. when she is near, his inability to not be within touching distance. and when they are apart, his mind wandering to her, anyways. he wants to nip at the skin of her neck, wants to map every inch of her body -- instead he places a kiss against her jaw, cheek, temple, and finally one to her lips.

i have a feeling the media knows they're on borrowed time, so whatever they can get their hands on they consider newsworthy, comes his reply. it's accompanied by a low rumble as she rolls against him. i would not worry too much about them, they know the truth now. about you. about the both of us. they're old enough to understand, his next words are wiped away, a shudder rolling through him at her movement. you are not helping; he chides with humor.

pizza and beer, he nods, placing another small kiss to her lips as they continued to sway. it is tradition, though i also have a few other ideas as well. there's a promise hidden beneath his words, solidified with the small squeeze of her hips. but it's entirely up to you. wherever you go, i go.

hot strands of desire wrap with a purr around her spine, giving it a sensuous, electric stroke –– every inch of lidia's skin was suddenly on fire. her throat bobs with a swallow as she allows ruhn to nuzzle in close, neck bared to him in a show of submission all too intimate for the eyes on them. but it was nothing in comparison to the deviancy bryce and hunt had put on display only some days ago at another larger, even more public party. in comparison, ruhn and lidia are positively tame.

my mate, she echoes into the cool recesses of his mind, the glow of her fire reaching up to tease its fingers along the curtain of stairs swathing his form. they should repell each other, like oil and water, and yet lidia finds she cannot fathom a life without him near. with her children in her life and the asteri defeated, she has everything she needs; and still, there is room for him in her heart.

I'd be concerned if I ever thought brann or ace might see us like this. her hips roll against his, a smug smirk dancing along her lips. but I doubt they're looking for me in the tabloids. she could picture these photos know, reporters critiquing her figure, her dress, her face. critiquing ruhn and his mangled tattoos, or the hand on her hips. they would find anything close to a weakness and attempt to exploit it. as if they could. tell me, what should we do after this is over? I heard your sister mention something about some sort of pizza tradition after?

#it took me forever to figure out how to cut posts. #why must tumblr make things so difficult. #( threads ) #( threads | ruhn danaan. ) #( threads | ruhn danaan ft. lidia cervos. )

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it hits him frequently, the fact that they're (mostly) all still here. that the asteri are gone. that they've made it. that they almost hadn't. what is life but a series of moments? trivial -- life altering. and this female, this steadfast, strong, stunning female in his arms was almost taken from him.

ruhn's arms tighten, pulling her impossibly close. while he's no longer a prince, he supposes old habits die hard, especially when it comes to the media. it wouldn't bother him if not for the questioning of his mate. most now know the story of the hind, spy breaker, rebel hunter. and he is reminded yet again of the courageous brazenness of anonymity. yet those that matter believe and its no little comfort that ruhn knows lidia has people finally in her corner.

i like -- , he starts, gaze shifting down to her. that people know i am yours. his grin turns just a little sharp, the corner of one side of his lips tilting. yes, he is well aware of what she does to him. who the fuck cares if everyone else does, too? i am staring, echoes across their minds even as he leans down, nose nuzzling the side of lidia's neck. her scent -- he'd know it across worlds, universes.

mate, he rumbles. my mate.

@norkiewrites : 💃 to slow dance with my muse. ruhn danaan ➵ lidia cervos.

lidia's head slotted itself so perfect against ruhn's chest. that scent of stars and night and shadows wrapped itself around her in tandem with the arms which held her close; the arms of her mate and her lover; the male whose love had brought her back to life.

the lover's day gala around them was bright and loud, full of clicking cameras and music and laughter, but it all dulled around them as they swayed back and forth, ruhn's fingers tangling in the ends of lidia's curled hair. they didn't need to speak as they savored this moment together, even as lidia was half-aware of flashes of light as people nearby captured their likeness for whatever story might be on the pages of the newspapers and gossip sites tomorrow. already, the truth of lidia's life was out, but not everyone was inclined to believe it –– or to forgive. she didn't give a fuck either way; the people she loved most knew exactly what and who she was. everyone else could go to hel.

in his mind, lidia murmured, smiling against ruhn's chest: don't tell me you like being watched? she could feel him up against her, pressing into her hip. a contented purr rattled up spine at the knowledge that she was the only one who got to enjoy all of him. slowly, lidia tilted her head back to look up into ruhn's vibrant eyes, now darkened with desire and that gorgeous thing called love.

you're staring, night. well, that was fine. lidia was pretty sure she was staring too.

LOVE IN THE AIR : accepting all month long.

#( threads. ) #( threads | ruhn danaan. ) #( threads | ruhn danaan ft. lidia cervos. ) #what are words amiright?

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"and what a cruel and terrible thing it is to be a divine with such power and magic and yet find yourself so small minded and afraid that you decide to live out your endless days harming others instead of letting us choose to love you for the goodness you could be."

#when i tell you that i love roman c kitt with my whole heart. #phew. #divine rivals spoilers #ruthless vows spoilers #spoilers #i know book spoilers such so #anyways i love a man

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blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.

𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

" that's a lot of blood. "

" it isn't mine. "

" what did you do ? "

[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "

" come on. have a taste. "

" holy shit, are you okay ? "

" it looks worse than it feels. "

" you should see the other guy. "

" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "

" lean on me. "

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "

" . . . gross. "

[ standing over a body ] " oops. "

" is that a fucking body ? "

" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "

" what the hell happened ? "

" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "

" at least it wasn't me this time. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "

" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "

" i'm not scared of you. "

" you don't scare me. "

" shut up and let me help you. "

" i got your shirt all bloody. "

" let's get you cleaned up. "

" that looks like it hurts. "

" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "

" we are so fucked. "

" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "

" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "

" the fucker deserved it. "

" red looks good on you. "

" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "

" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "

" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "

" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "

" this isn't what it looks like. "

" it was an accident. "

" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "

" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "

" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "

" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "

" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "

" you're bleeding. "

" what the fuck happened to you ? "

" you're getting blood on the carpet. "

" sit down before you fall down. "

" that looks like a you problem. "

𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :

sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet

sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver

receiver finds sender covered in blood

sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding

sender helps receiver clean up after a kill

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth

sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb

sender licks receiver's blood off a knife

sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb

sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver

receiver finds sender stood over a body

sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]

sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood

sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean

sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood

sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed

sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)

receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze

sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone

sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand

sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face

sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them

sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver

sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall

sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled

receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off

sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver

sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse

sender takes an injury meant for receiver

sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood

sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone

sender punches receiver in the mouth

receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust

sender helps receiver bury a body

sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3

sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3

sender leans on receiver for support

sender kills someone to protect receiver

receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it

sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver

receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself

sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip

sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning

#( memes. )

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Day and Night. T_T

#im not ready for january. #( ruhn daanan. ) #( lidia cervos. ) #⟨ r. relationship ⟩ — you remind me that i’m alive. you remind me that goodness can exist in the world ( ruhn & lidia. )

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𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡𝘩.

#the best boy. #( games. bg3. ) #( dammon. )

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characters who view themselves as tools/weapons first and people second... characters who martyr themselves for a cause because they think that's the only way they can be worth something... characters who push themselves past their breaking point again and again and again... characters for whom devotion and masochism are inseparable... characters whose self-sacrifice becomes self-annihilation...... what was my point again? i had a point. anyway.

#oh. #is it a spoiler if i tag. #( navani hollow. )

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"Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life."

– Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

#( nyx narin. ) #( aelin galathynius. )

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GABRIEL GUEVARA as NICK LEISTER

in CULPA MÍA (2023)

#i'd prefer him as az over matthew daddario tbh #fc: gabriel guevara

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this is my attempt at trying to words again so come write with some of my inactive d&d muses maybe? if you wanna know more about them then you can definitely ask! i love talking about them.

eidrick valtix ( fire genasi warlock, hexblade); fc: davey fisher

khestrel thrashk ( half-orc bloodhunter, order of the profane soul ); fc: cara delevingne

sable kidall ( half-elf fighter; battle master); fc: elizabeth lail

virana virac ( half-elf paladin of the stormlord ); fc: aiysha hart.

#:) #d&d has consumed my life #well. #at least until house of flame and shadow comes out #then i'll probably be back on my ruhn shit #OOC tag.

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Paris Jackson in ‘Star’ 2x07

#⟨ o. opposite ⟩ — lidia cervos ( wistcrias. ) #( fc | paris jackson. )

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avatars (400 x 640): Danika Pienaar (requested by @esmerald-stuff)

merci de me créditer (soeurdelune) si vous utilisez ces images!

#;-; #⟨ o. opposite ⟩ — danika fendyr ( wistcrias. ) #( fc | danika pienaar. )

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rereading hoeab and just. the cold open always gets me. devastation renewed.

#yada yada yada danika kept things from bryce #blah blah blah #i will not take danika slander #i don't think i've been this sad about a character unalive since the thirteen #spoilers #general tag bc idk #but im BIG SAD again #OOC tag.

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rereading acosf and remembering the number of people that still hated nesta after this book is wild.

#that exploration nature/nurture #the time shown to processing trauma and grief #and all the ugliness in between. #phew. #good stuff. #OOC tag.