#fun fact believe & concern are the same scene from dif povs

[vellichor-virgo]

manuscript search lxix

i am alive! sorry for neglecting this blog — i promise i’m gonna try to be active again! 

time to start attacking the pile of tag games i haven’t done. this one is from @dontjudgemeimawriter :) my words are believe, offer, dismiss, concern, & recognize

believe (from circle of hurt):

“What’s going on, Kina?” [Caelan] said again, more gently.

“Nothing’s going on,” she said, but there was a tremble in her voice. “Maybe I just wanted to talk to him, Cae. Is that so bad?”

“When it comes to him, yeah,” Caelan replied. “You should’ve spat in his face. He was awful to you, Kina.”

“It wasn’t all bad.”

Caelan exhaled in a frustrated huff. “You can’t seriously still believe that. Please tell me you’re not planning to get back together with him.”

Akina said nothing. Caelan stared at her, an icy curl of dread clenching around his insides.

offer (from circle of hurt — TW: alcohol):

“I didn’t think anybody noticed things about me,” [Nik] said. “Especially not you.”

Maybe it was from all the alcohol, but Nik felt as though the air was humming between them. He could still hear the sounds of the party, but they seemed to be coming from very far away.

Adreanna’s eyes were fixed steadily on his as she offered him the wine again. “I notice plenty of things about you.”

Nik held her gaze. “Like what?”

A hint of a smile touched the corner of her mouth. “Like how nervous I make you.”

Nik flinched, startled. He didn’t know what he’d expected her to say, but it certainly wasn’t that.

dismiss (from night’s daughter):

I glance over at the maid. “Are you sure... I mean, is this really my room?”

The young woman nods, her expression placid. “It is, miss. His Highness Prince Aedan ordered that it be prepared for you.”

Well, I suppose I cannot argue with that. I’m far too tired to argue anyways.

The maid begins to ask me if there is anything I need, but I tell her no before she can even finish, suddenly so swamped with exhaustion I can barely keep my eyes open. She must notice, because she wishes me a good night and dismisses herself without any more fuss.

concern (from circle of hurt):

They continued speaking, but now Nik could tell something was wrong. He’d never seen Caelan look so serious; concern had washed all the dancing light out of his eyes. As for Akina—when Nik craned his neck to see her face, she looked as though she might cry. What could they possibly be talking about?

recognize (from night’s daughter):

“Well, well, well. The damsel cleans up rather nicely.”

I don’t need to turn around to recognize that sly, mischief-tinted voice. I take in a breath, steeling myself. Maia’s grilling about protocol—and her warnings about causing offense—flutter through my head. “Good evening, Lord Alcott.”

“That would be my father, technically, but I don’t mind the sound of it. Feel free to call me ‘lord’ whenever you like.”

I turn to face Pollux just as one shimmering eyelid drops closed in a wink. [...]

Maia makes a sound of exasperation. “Oh, shove off, you worthless flirt. I’m going to get a drink.”

i shall tag @asomeoneperson @solipsism-lemonade @zmwrites @sleepy-night-child @cream-and-tea @chaotic-queer-disaster @thanatostouch + anyone else who would like to play :)

new words: wink, wrong, wish, wine, and when

(look at me w my alliterations)

#fun fact believe & concern are the same scene from dif povs #(nik is eavesdropping) #(or at least trying to) #my writing #tag games #manuscript search tag #magic gang #circle of hurt #ch: caelan #ch: akina #friendship: caelan x akina #ch: nik #ch: adreanna #friendship: nik x adreanna #night's daughter: excerpt #ch: celena #ch: pollux #friendship: celena x pollux #ch: maia #friendship: maia x pollux