#› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i )

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@lwiamatka​    /    less pain,  more friends rights 

𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰 𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙾𝚆 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴,  nothing but quiet  and green all around,  warm sunlight gently streaming in.  plants and flowers,  of course,  all placed exactly where they should be,  but also animals meant to be restored into a healthy state before being set free again.  no form of life shall ever go neglected,  as far as he is concerned,  or worse still  ——  disrespected,  harmed.  this has been taught to him since he was a young boy,  it is more than a simple habit  :  rather a way of life,  something to honor until his last breath.  Emìl used to be quite reserved about this room,  this little haven,  yet he has found himself opening up more and more,  as respect grew into trust  and friendship,  even.  now,  completely comfortable with letting the queen come and go as she pleases,  the memory makes him smile.  although that is not the sole reason for his lips to be molding into a soft curve.  «  wait just a moment,  please.  take this with you,  as a token of my gratitude.  »    an assortment of pavettas and roses,  delicately woven into a circular shape,  is what he offers her.  a small thing compared to the sense of belonging  Calanthe has given him,  but truly heartfelt.

#› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ starters #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #& calanthe ( lwiamatka ) #something nice and soft for them bc they deserve it #and also because i've wanted an excuse to have him make flower crowns for the people he loves for a while now

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cont    /    @ohkraken​  (  stregobor  )

𝙷𝙸𝚂  𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂  𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴  𝙷𝙸𝙼  𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳  𝙰𝙻𝙻  𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 .  everything  about  the  sorcerer  does ,  at  present .  it  used  to  be  quite  different ,  not  even  too  long  ago ,  certainly  not  for  their  life  span .  stregobor  had  been  someone  mousesack  looked  up  to ,  even  admired ,  but  he  was  younger ,  back  then ,  blind  to  his  true  nature  and  easily  fooled  by  his  enticing  words .  he  can  see  him  clearer  than  he  ever  did  now ,  and  he  does  not  like  what  he  is  met  with ,  it  makes  his  gaze  grow  sharper  and  shoulders  rigid ,  made  stiff  by  an  ache  that  never  healed  right .  the  worst  kind  of  it ,  one  he  feels  powerless  against .   ❛  oh ,  i  see  things  as  they  are  now .  ❜    and  he  really  should  leave  it  at  that ,  should  know  better  than  to  utter  more ,  to  reveal  more ,  leave  him  sore  spots  to  find ,  but  perhaps  that  little  boy  is  still  there  somewhere ,  heart  singed  with  betrayal .    ❛  i  was  a  fool  to  ever  believe  you  could  have  used  your  power  to  do  some  good  in  this  world .  rest  assured ,  i  will  not  make  the  same  mistake  twice .  ❜  

#ohkraken #› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ replies #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #& stregobor ( ohkraken ) #u know it's gonna hit when u put on set fire to the rain for a reply ( without the romance ajhdhfgu ) #they just hurt me

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@lionorsa​ said  :   ❝  i don’t...i don’t wanna go yet.  ❞ (   injury  /  hurt prompts  :  accepting   )

𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙲 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝚂 𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙰𝚂 𝙸𝚃 𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆𝚂,  it is only fair trade,  as cruel as it might seem,  a balance that has to be carefully set.  don’t ask for more than you ought , the reminder is not lost on him,  not even now,  as he can feel his heartbeat drumming against his temples,  chest tightening in a familiar way,  as energy seeps out faster than he would like.  yet his eyes are focused,  clear blue,  trained on the wound on her side,  both his hands steady,  working through movements repeated time and time again.  only when she speaks does he look up again and there is no room for empty reassurances in his gaze,  just certainty  :  her face is slowly regaining color,  although the queen’s eyes remain glossed over by fever and Mousesack can finally release the breath he had been holding for the last five seconds or so. «  good.  because you are not going anywhere,  your majesty.  »    his smile is a faint one,  but no less relieved for it.  one day this won’t be enough,  one day their luck might very well run out,  and some of the stars in the sky will shine less brightly,  but today death’s doors are closed shut and so they will remain,  if has any say in it,  so the thought can be brushed aside this time.  as mindful of boundaries as ever,  the druid does not take her hand in his,  only slightly brushes her skin,  the touch soft and brief,  yet it conveys how much he has come to sincerely care for her well being.

#lionorsa #› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ answered asks #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #& calanthe ( lionorsa ) #AH. YOU THOUGHT #not this time. he's not having it #and neither am I #context? I don't know her

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@ohkraken​​ sent  :  lie back down and get some rest!  ,  your muse taking care of my muse (   meme  :  accepting  )

«  𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃——  »    a wince cuts his voice short,  wave of dizziness so strong a myriad of white points explodes behind closed eyelids.    «  as well as I thought.  »    his legs feel dangerously weak,  admittedly,  so he is grateful for the offered support of an arm outstretched.  the druid is not so careless with his health,  usually,  yet he must have overlooked the symptoms until now,  preoccupied as he has been with other matters  ——  other people’s well being.  and now,  finally,  a taste of his own medicine in the form of Math’s stern voice,  urging him to rest.  he doesn’t even try to discuss it,  the situation evident enough to render any attempt foolish and futile,  only does as told. «  will you stop fussing over me if I promise not to try to get up again  ?   lesson learned,  my friend.  »    a smile manages to make room for itself along the lines of his mouth,  genuine,  if a little strained and weak around the edges.  it stays in place,  nevertheless.  

#ohkraken #› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ answered asks #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #› mousesack ╱ & math ( ohkraken ) #bless you math

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@starszakrew said  :   ❝  no, don’t turn out like me.  ❞ (   fall out boy , part 1 sentence starters  :  accepting  )

𝙸𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶,  curiously enough,  and he should know all about the importance of heeding words.  but there is no sign of alarm on his features,  brows only crease slightly as he wonders what she could possibly mean.  almost ironic,  given how often it falls on others to decipher his own vague wording,  moon shadowed,  but never ill meant.  she,  too,  means well here,  Emìl cannot really believe anything else.  so the line of his mouth finally settles on the edge of a smile,  something small,  yet not void of mirth,  almost for her eyes alone  ——  an inside joke,  of sorts. «  too stubborn for my own good,  princess  ?   »    there it is,  his very special way of using irony without a bite to it,  tone of voice ever calm,  harmless. 

#starszakrew #› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ answered asks #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #› mousesack ╱ & ciri ( starszakrew ) #small and nice . I am unable to write angst today it seems #take it while it lasts #also I am still very much voice testing.. so hopefully it's not entirely garbage

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𝚃𝙰𝙶 𝙳𝚁𝙾𝙿  (  part two  )

#tag drop #apparently it was too many tags for tumblr with all of them in a single post so.. here we go. take number 2 #› mousesack ╱ ic #› mousesack ╱ who are you really? ( visage ) #› mousesack ╱ in the woods somewhere ( headcanons & info ) #› mousesack ╱ children of the wild ones ( musings ) #› mousesack ╱ replies #› mousesack ╱ starters #› mousesack ╱ answered asks #› mousesack ╱ wishlist #› mousesack ╱ black skies changed into blue ( verse i ) #› mousesack ╱ dear fellow traveler. underneath the moon ( verse ii ) #love how you can already see the music vibe I have for him #anyway!!! as soon as I get the blog managing part done I am here tO WRITE