oyellala

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#brother dear #the faith #Loyalist

[oyellala]

How could she not know? The world had tilted, and the sand was beginning to flow. The damnable outlanders had changed it all, had violated the order of life and undeath, and they who had been the loyal would likely become refugees in their own homelands.

This was, after all, the way of foreign-born invaders, was it not?

Oyellala felt the rage boil briefly on the tip of her tongue. They should have killed them - swept up into the north when the invaders came. They’d called themselves ‘heroes,’ but they had not governed and kept the land stable while the Brand had grown, had they?

No.

And now the Eternal King had been murdered by them.

Word had flown on bony wings from Gandara, and the noblewoman found herself raking her gaze around her opulent apartments. Realizing that she was weighing and estimating - what would stay. What would go. What might be sold if need be.

Unlike some, the Iyisi had never been pampered. They had been Mordant Crescent, chosen of His Majesty, wielding the power of rebirth and eternal damnation.

Her ornaments - the ones for private, intimate moments, could be sold. Hidden for now.

Her twin’s plaything, that Krytan druid.. he might be useful. She’d been intending to have him killed soon, but suddenly Stefan had gained new life all unknowing. His patent adoration of Obeyola would be useful. And whatever contacts he had would be exploited.

Obeyola would be instructed to see to that. Let her brother finally use the boy for something beyond bed games that took what was hers from her death-grip.

They would survive. If the filthy Sunspears could survive, so too could the Crescent.

They - she - would survive this, and find power again. And free her homeland from these outsiders who would appoint themselves the new rulers.

The King is Dead.

He didn’t have to be told. He could feel it, in his bones he could feel it and in the ripples of confusion and cries that broke out in the city. The Awakened were stopping in their tracks, suddenly confused, dropping hot soup into the laps of waiting nobles and stopping in driving raptors or other beasts of burden through the streets. It didn’t take members of the Cresent long to start putting together the pieces. Obeyola looked out a window into the lavish streets of Seborhin. 

They had continued to live with Joko in absence…but everything else had remained the same. The Awakened had been unchanged. Now? It was time to get to more remote housing. There was an estate north–long ago left for more elite grounds–but right now it’s location in the mountains would be ideal, regardless of how run down it might be. It would give them a safe place to wait for more details, to plan, if they needed to either war or escape. He pressed his lips together behind the thin veil he wore indoors before turning on his heel to seek his sister.

#living season #Joko #Praise Joko? #Obeyola and Oyellala #the pet

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[oyellala]

And I ain’t even started yet. A hundred years later. You’re fucked. A hundred years after that. Fucked. A hundred years after you get free, you still getting fucked out a job and shot at by police. You see what I’m saying? This guy gets it. I like him. He’s getting angry. Angry is good.

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-Portraits . 17′

Ph.  Rio Romaine

[oyellala]

❤ Obeyola and Stephan

Obeyola:

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me. Stefan:

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

[oyellala]

@oasisobeyola

Seadak from DnD Portrait Work by Santiago Varela

[oyellala]

@oyellala

#the style #would wear <3

[oyellala]

-Adut. 17′

Ph. Karim sadli

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#Vabbi #RL Morocco

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Alice in Wonderland Pirelli Calendar 2018 by Tim Walker Whoopi Goldberg -  Thando Hopa RuPaul - Djimon Hounsou  Naomi Campbell - Sean Diddy Combs Duckie Thot Slick Woods Lupita Nyong’o Alpha Dia King Owusu Lil Yachty Styled by Edward Enninful  Set designed by Shona Heath ‌ More @ www.pirellicalendar.pirelli.com

[oyellala]

What is your favorite food for breakfast?

“Fresh melon. It’s divine from our estate.”

[oyellala]

- “Sunrise Market” . Grace Bol.

Ph.  Sølve Sundsbø

[oyellala]

((Thanks Jessica!!)

[oyellala]

Oyellala took the letter, scanning it, her Awakened servant waiting silent for instruction. “Another for you addressed to me, ‘Yola!” She called, laughing aloud, flicking it back to the servant to catch. “Now if my brother would stop playing with his new pet...”

In response to his latest letter, the socialite’s notorious lavender envelope arrived in Vabbi some time shortly after.  The tiny clockwork butterfly mail carrier was likely coated in a dusty film, and in dire need of proper oiling once it arrived in Vabbi.

Esteemed Miss Ilys, I hope this missive finds you well and in good spirits!  Again, I must express my gratitude for your very hospitable offer.  And I must admit that I am very much going to take you up on it.  Indeed, I would need some time to make preparations, as traveling south to the mysterious Vabbi needs adequate planning.  But certainly come next week, I hope to make the trek out there.

I am assembling a team of Roses to join me, a delegation of sorts, so we can all be properly introduced to your domain, culture, lifestyle, and way of governance.  I am delighted you are willing to take on the task of hosting us, and very appreciative of your kind offer. In the coming days, I will write more detailed information of our travel plans, along with ensuring the visiting Roses delegation is properly prepared.  If there is anything you find useful for us to know ahead of time, and be ready for, please, by all means, do not hesitate to send word with suggestions.  Once again, I’m honored you will grace us with your hospitality. Looking forward to our visit, and to meeting you in person. May the stars light your path, ~Chancellor Lux Larkspur of Olivia’s Refuge Executive Director of the Rurikton Roses PS.  If there are any curiosities you’ve in mind regarding Krytan goods, be it books or art or products or….really, anything, do let me know!

(( @oasisobeyola @oyellala @manizeh @milanigw2 @gw2-seldi-ooc ))