#SVRCINA

[lynyangell]

"Meet Me On the Battlefield" Ch. 4

***Thank you @erimeows and @hawkeyes-darling for Beta reading! If y'all have been waiting for me to resolve that cliffhanger from the last chapter, it's your lucky day LOL! Fear not, friends, just read it!***

Echoes and the shot ring out, but Riza is the first to fall in a shimmer of shattering glass, her desert cloak fluttering around her like a great pair of wings.

In the seconds she is airborne, her bullet flies and hits Ainu Mosir straight between the eyes. Dani falls backward with him, and then Roy is running.

An instant later Dani is safe, held in his arms, but he turns to see the crumpled form of his wife twenty yards away, and he knows there’s no chance she could have survived.

“Don’t look,” he gasps, pulling Dani’s head into his chest and turning her away as his heart rips itself from between his ribs. He grits his teeth, looking down at Dani, squeezing her tight, feeling a sob of terror and grief build from deep inside his soul.

But when he looks up, his world topples again.

Meet Me On the Battlefield Ch. 4

[princess--of--the--dragonstone]

BETHANY BRACKEN

ㅤㅤㅤ«ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ㅤㅤㅤᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ᴅᴀᴡɴ ㅤㅤㅤʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴍᴘᴇᴛs sᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ ㅤㅤㅤʟᴏᴠᴇs ғɪɴᴀʟ sᴏɴɢ ㅤㅤㅤᴋɪss ᴍᴇ ғᴀᴅᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ㅤㅤㅤᴊᴜsᴛ ғᴀʀ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ㅤㅤㅤɪ'ᴍ ᴅʀɪғᴛɪɴɢ ㅤㅤㅤᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟ ㅤㅤㅤɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ㅤㅤㅤsᴀғᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ɢᴏɴᴇ

BURNING HEART - SVRCINA

Mistresses of Aegon IV Targaryen [7/9]

[tekutiger]

We have another Moogle Treasure Trove Event going on and y'know what that means; I'm living in Frontlines again ⚔️

Showed these 👆🏻 to my friend who also practically lives in Frontlines and he said "Looks like Christmas came early" 😂

My games have been up and down, I don't know what's going on with my skill or with Bard class in general? 🤷🏻‍♀️ Can't tell if it's me... I mean, it has been a bit since I've queued, probably a few patches, and I'm not really doing anything different (afaik). But maybe that in itself is a bad thing? (👆🏻 this screenie is a bad example LOL, I actually have good battle high here)

Just feels like my damage is a lot lower than it used to be? 🫠 bleh.

I've been swapping back and forth from RDM to BRD and they feel about even damage wise but very different utility wise. Which makes sense as one is magical ranged with a smidge of melee and one is physical ranged with LB support.

BRD has a lot more movement freedom and an extra "get out of jail free card" skill over RDM but BRD gets kind of "locked" into attacking if you're not used to the class and that can get you into trouble. Meanwhile people can very easily outrange RDM's casts. (...I'm running off on a tangent.)

I probably shouldn't be throwing all this out there amidst all my Frontline farming, huh? 🙃 As it is, I keep getting people who corner me and try to 1v1 me and I'm like "Oh, you wanna go? LET'S GO!" usually ends in a stale mate and we both run away cause I just kite them in circles and we realize it's gonna take way too much time away from our respective teams, i.e. not worth. Or, our teams come and back one of us up and one of us dies LOL. (like a wave of colorfully named alliance death)

All these Gold Oovoos and we didn't get a single one 🤣🙃🫠 rip. (Did win the game though 👑)

You know what's really cute in Frontlines? When a PLD links/tethers with you- I don't know the skill name 😅. I know people think it's charming in PvE but when it's in PvP it's like 💞🫶🏻.

I'll just say both. It's cute and charming in both.

I think it reminds me of this song...

Meet me on the battlefield Even on the darkest night I will be your sword and shield, your camouflage And you will be mine Echoes and the shots ring out We may be the first to fall Everything can stay the same, or we could change it all Meet me on the battlefield

(and, I ran off on another tangent... 🙃)

[poprocklyrics]

There's a voice in my heart where you used to be There's a voice in my head where you used to speak

Live Without You, Joakim Molitor and S.J.

[agender-expression]

@8tracks I dont know if you guys still active here but WhAT HAppENeD ToDAY? Post-Valentine Miracle Or WHAT??

It literally ZOMBIE at this point. Why 8tracks Still ALIVE???

My poor heart can't stand to see this site DOWN AGAIN. Just Let Global fan pay to support ALREADY!!!

Love me or let me down/ Hard to cut ties, it's time we started/ Moving on with our lives / Love me or let me down

(TMI got her banger That RELEASE TODAY as BGM when I found out about this. Her lyrics is perfect. BLESS!)

Stan SVRCINA for increase lifespan.

[lynyangell]

"Meet Me On the Battlefield" Ch. 3

***Thank you @erimeows and @hawkeyes-darling for Beta reading! Beware: this chapter ends on an intense cliffhanger, so if that's not something you enjoy, you might want to wait until the next chapter is out so you can read both together!***

“Mr. Tremore,” Scar says. “Thank you for seeing us. This is Former Fuhrer-President Mustang and his security team, Mrs—”

Roy cuts him off.

“Pleasure to meet you, sir,” he says, giving a formal bow. He puts his arm on Hawkeye’s elbow. “May I present my wife? Ria, darling—”

It takes her less than a moment to realize that something is terribly, utterly wrong. Roy never calls her Ria in public, much less to a stranger in an unknown situation. Which means he’s calling her attention to something specific.

Ria, darling.

On your right. Defend.

She acts without conscious thought, pulling her weapon just as the bodyguard on the right side of the desk reaches inside his jacket, and Havoc reacts a moment later.

Tremore holds his hands up in surrender, his red eyes wide, and both guards freeze as Scar crosses his arms over his broad chest.

“Don’t move a muscle,” Hawkeye threatens. “Sir?”

“I know you,” Mustang growls, pointing at the man on the right. “I’ve seen your face.”

Meet Me On the Battlefield Ch. 3

[kmold]

french svrcina looking at sweaters: oooooooh this pull is astronomical

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Spoilers, violence

Title: As We Fall

Editor: Mysunsai

Song: Astronomical

Artist: SVRCINA

Anime: Patema Inverted (film)

Category: Drama

[alltid-og-for-evig]

A Baroline Edit for Every Season: Season Three

"Don't have to be anything to be worthy of your love The steady beat of the heart that you keep Is more than enough."

[journalofanobody]

SVRCINA - Astronomical (Official Lyric Video)

[stateofsport211]

Poznan Ch F: Filip Misolic [4] def. Dalibor Svrcina [3] 6-2, 6-0 Match Stats

📸 ATP official website

D. Svrcina had some brief moments when F. Misolic almost slipped earlier in the second set, but things became a one-way affair as the latter found his ground, from some crucial passes until some winners that questioned the former's balance. As a result, D. Svrcina was unable to convert all his 3 break points, while F. Misolic became more proactive as he generated 10 break opportunities, converting 50% of them throughout this match.

Besides, F. Misolic also had more consistent service games throughout this match. Scoring 3 aces, the Austrian fourth seed won 20% higher first serve points than D. Svrcina with 70%, which helped him to stay in control of this match. Furthermore, the Czech third seed double-faulted 5 times, which faded his second serve winning percentage to 25%, 26% lower than F. Misolic that only added more trouble to his frequently erratic follow-ups.

This marked F. Misolic's second Challenger title and fourth Challenger title of his career, propelling his rank to 109 live by the end of the tournament. Both players had a positive opening campaign to their Wimbledon qualification rounds, as F. Misolic saved a match point to knock out Guy Den Ouden 3-6, 6-1, 7-5 in a rematch of their 2025 Prague Challenger final meeting, while D. Svrcina stunned Omar Jasika 6-1, 6-2 in the first qualifying round. The Austrian then faces Gauthier Onclin in the second qualifying round, while D. Svrcina gets Lukas Klein at the same round. Should be a fun one!

[variantia]

@smashingsire / lyric starter !

“ All I really wanna do is lean back ; everything is SIMPLE when it’s out of my hands. ”

[sweetflanfiction]

Assymetrical Symphony - Part 12

Universe: Arcane (LOL)

Pairing: Viktor x reader

Summary: You had been on the rooftop with Jayce and the Herald and somehow you were sent to a place where things can be different with your help

Disclaimers and Warnings: If you want me to tag you on the chapters let me know! Also leave a comment with your thoughts :D Not finished, not proofread. English isn't my 1st language. All I know about LOL is from google and all I know about Arcane is taken from the show, so inacuracies will be plenty. I have a sort of idea on how to I'm gonna go with magic and runes, so bear with me. The reader will be written as GN (going by they/them) to get everyone involved, but if you see any discrepancies let me know.

A.N: Still on vacations!

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 • Part 8 • Part 9 • Part 10

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In a very proficient succession of moves, Viktor had grabbed his keys from his bag, locked the front door—something he wasn’t supposed to do because of the council’s shenanigans, but Viktor hardly ever did what he was told—and had opened the door, holding it open for you.

Shaking your head at his antics, you made your way to the room and short of going inside. A butterfly had flapped its wings somewhere down the space and time lines, and what was once a spacious room was now nothing more than a broom closet.

“I know it is not ideal, but…it’s this or the hexcore room.” You heard behind you and cleared your throat.

“This is… um… fine…” You nodded and walked to the back of the room, which was exactly a small step forward, and turned back to the door.

Viktor walked behind you and closed the door, leaving both of you in darkness. He shuffled to get himself in a comfortable standing position, his cane leaning on the shelf behind you.

You knew if you could see anything but the soft glow of the room outside from under the door, you’d be face to face with his chin, having to still tilt your head up to look at him whenever you were in close quarters. You shook your head and cleared your throat to get your mind back on track. He took half a step back, completely oblivious of your thoughts, and you did the same, the shelves behind you carving a dent into your back. 

“Alright. The baseline for your starlight rune is about fifteen minutes.”

“Starlight rune?”

“I told you I wasn’t good with names…Do the rune with the new variant.”

The glove came off with a practiced tug, and the small room was slightly illuminated by the blue glow. You saw Viktor's hand immediately shoot up to touch it again, his never-ending curiosity getting the best of him. Your hand twitched in anticipation of the contact, and he stopped short of actually touching it.

“Sorry, it’s not you…it’s…” You started but couldn’t finish when you realized that it was in fact because of him.

“Don’t worry. It’s my fault…Learn not to touch anything before checking it’s safe... Truly, it’s the worst... I have a few scars to show for it.” He used the glow of your hand to touch a few small scars on his palm.

SVRCINA - Astronomical

You laughed quietly, tracing the rune for the tiny lights in the air, adding the small symbol on the top right of it. A flick of the wrist and up they went. Viktor tapped his fingers on his thigh, counting the time, his neck stretched up to look at the ceiling.

The endlessness of darkness is hovering. The sound of the silence is deafening. Ten billion decibels shattering

The opportunity presented itself to look at him in detail. On the forefront of your mind was the need to find any difference from your Viktor. On the back of it, the hope that there was none. 

The shimmering lights gave his already pale skin an even white tinge, but you could see the small freckles and skin marks he had running behind the collar of his shirt. His jaw was still sharp and angled, and his cheeks high; you peeked at the beauty mark under his eyes, and he still chewed on the inside of his mouth when he was thinking hard. Your eyes shifted down to take notice of his breathing. Closing your eyes, you listened to it. Clean, no wheezing, no strain. 

I'm drawn to the unknown where shadows hide. A slave to the powers that magnetize There's something inside of me I can't fight.

The smell of mint and cinnamon filled your nostrils. You had forgotten the height difference, the gentle way his breathing would make his chest rise and fall on his better days. You’d forgotten the time before he became consumed with legacy. You’d forgotten he was once flesh and blood and warmth.

You heard the shift in breathing before you heard the quiet laugh and looked up at him. True to his word, he had a hand outstretched, touching the tiny specks of light floating above you.

Weightlessness forsaking me. This pull is astronomical.

“Fascinating.” He murmured, his long fingers swirling around the shimmer. “It’s cold, but…not unpleasant.”

Viktor’s smile never faltered, a pleasant sound coming from his throat. The floating orbs just floated around the tips of his fingers, like smoke around a tree branch.

He moved his fingers to grab one of the lights, and your breath got caught in your throat. You really should stop him, but the gentleness of his long fingers as he swirled them around the smoke, nudging the smaller nodes away to grab a bigger one, left you hypnotized and mute.

Viktor’s fist closed around a glowing marble, and it burst like a soap bubble, breaking into tiny wisps of glitter and regrouping again after they passed his fist.

Can anybody... Anybody... Can anybody stop me?

You looked at his face; the usually warm golden eyes have taken a paler palette with the white cold light reflecting on them. His lips were curled up in a soft, wondrous smile that reminded you of a child; his long neck was stretched upwards, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed his amusement. It was new... this was new...

It hit you like a ton of bricks that even though you’d seen this man in almost any state of mind, this childish wonder was something you never noticed. You were far more preoccupied with keeping him alive than finding something that gave him this type of feeling. Even if in the end, whatever feelings he had were gone.

Ooh, this pull is astronomical.

“You’re staring again…” He snickered, and you nodded.

“You remind me of someone…” 

“Hopefully a good someone…”He looked down and smirked at you.

“Heh…He had his moments... You cleared your throat. "Shall we test the other theory perhaps?”

Viktor nodded and had once again craned his neck upwards. You did the rune and added the coda symbol on the same corner as the infinity symbol and flicked your wrist up.

The rune disappeared, but the stars stayed. You both locked eyes with each other and then looked at your hand, as if it was to blame for the lackluster results.

“Maybe it’s the symbol? Or the intention?”

“Perhaps…what have you been setting as the intention for this one?”

“Just…light up. The first time it appeared, I was in a dark room, so light seemed the best option.”

“Maybe think…dark…or…off.”

Shaking your shoulder to release some tension, you drew the rune, drew the coda, and set it free with a very defined 'turn the light off' intention.

“Rune… intention… push forward…” Viktor repeated, his eyes darting around the darkened room. “Rune…intention…push forward…”

“I could try other symbols…”

He nodded, and you started to add symbols to the rune. An exclamation point, a dot, two dots, an X, the actual word STOP. But nothing seemed to be the floating little light from floating.

“You push it forward…” He raised a hand and placed it next to yours, palm up. The glow of your hand casting a light on the side of his hand

He drew the rune with his index and middle fingers and flicked the wrist up. By the third time he did it, you mirrored his movements, you drew the rune and the suffix you had initially given it, and flicked it up. Nothing.

The small blue brush strokes grew in brightness as you finished the drawing. The rune itself was a dainty thing, swirly with a loop and a dash. It was your favorite rune to draw, you thought at that moment.

“Rune…intention…push it forward.” You both whispered in sync as your hands danced in well-choreographed movements.

“Of course…” You heard Viktor exclaim and looked up at him, but his eyes were still on your hands.

He turned his hand so that it was hovering on top of yours without touching, his long fingers by your wrist, yours under his own joint. He drew the rune, like he was stroking your wrist. A shiver ran down your arm, but you mimicked him like before and drew your own rune. When you flicked your hand up, your fingers touched his wrist with a soft thud, but his hand did the opposite movement; instead of moving downwards—since he was mirroring your movements—he pulled back, his hand arching back.

“It makes sense…you speak the rune…” He made the motion again, you repeated. “You set the intent and…”

You both snapped your hands backwards. The rune shimmered, and the floating lights shot towards your hand, leaving the room in darkness in a blink of an eye, the only sound the slight heavy breathing from the sudden shift in brightness.

"You pull it back." Viktor whispered. 

"That's..." You thought about saying smart, but this was Viktor, one of the most intelligent people you've met.

"Unlike words, once you speak the runes, you can take them back, and everything goes back to normal."

"Words can be taken back." You said, moving your hand up and feeling his wrist still hovering there. 

You let your fingers touch his wrist, gently flattening them against his skin, your thumb softly grasping his forearm. You felt his own hand rest on top of yours. You could see the blue light engulfing his hand.

"They hurt all the same." He softly whispered.

"Pains and aches, eh?" You heard him chuckle. "The mending rune... I can sustain it now. Imagine being able to keep something from breaking."

"You have to be careful. Magic is not free. There will be a toll to pay.” His voice shifted and something mechanical. 

“I’m actually doing this…I’m learning... and adapting... and”

“Evolving…” A mechanical low voice came from where he was, but you didn’t feel it like last time.

“What?” Your eyes snapped up to where his should be.

“What?” He looked at you confused, and you shook your head, dismissing it.

A second of silence until you heard a quiet laugh come from him.

“This is... real magic. It’s just like we thought. Exactly like we thought. The books were right. The hextech is an almost exact copy of what actual magic is.” 

“Viktor…breathe…”

“I’m breathing…I’m breathing..." He moved his hand away, pushing a hand through his hair. "We are finding ways to control wild runes.”

“Don’t look wild to me. That one actually looked like it was meticulously drawn.”

“They are wild because they are natural, not because they are unpredictable.” He grabbed the door handle with one hand, his cane with the other, and pushed the door open. “I need to write this down.”

He was halfway out the door when he stopped abruptly, and you managed to stop just in time by placing your hands on his back, almost throwing him off balance and to the floor. A hand on his elbow balanced him out.

“Good gods, Vik… What the..." You started but then looked at what—or who—was staring at.

“You two kids wanna to tell me why you were inside a dark closet?” Jayce inquired, his lips curling up on one side, his eyebrow going up on the same side.

Viktor straightened up quickly, and you did the same, more flustered about the almost tumble than Jayce’s questions. 

“Nothing.” Viktor quickly answered

“Magic.” You said at the same time, with the taller man’s face snapping to yours, mouth agape at your nonchalant tone.

“What?” You shrugged as you walked past him to the table.

“What kind of magic?” Jayce’s eyebrows wiggled suggestively. 

“Jayce!” Viktor, whose gaze had been following you around the room, snapped to Jayce.

“The actual magical kind.” You pulled the glove back on your hand. “The rune one.”

“Oh…eh…that’s fun too, I guess.” The broader man shrugged.

“How’s Mel?” You retorted.

“Magical…” He sighed and then winked at you.

You looked at him, face blank, and shook your head; he gave a goofy lovesick smile, and you groaned dramatically to emphasize you were joking.

“She does have some news for us about the council…shenanigans…” Jayce straightened up and leaned on the table.

“No…no…nonono.” Viktor shook his head and strode towards both of you, a small scowl of confusion on his face. “We are not just going to breeze by this… What is happening…? When did this happen?”

Jayce looked between Viktor, you, and then pointed to himself.

“Kid who jumped places because a mage decided to save his life…” He pointed at you. “Actual Mage.”

You were happy that he didn’t add the rest of his sentence about you.

“Wait…they know about the…happening?” Viktor looked at Jayce with wide eyes.

“They do.” Jayce nodded, and Viktor turned his eyes to you.

“And he knows about the runes?”

“He does.”

Viktor looked at the ceiling of the lab, taking a deep breath, while these pieces of information all fit in his head. When he was satisfied, he looked back down to you and Jayce, nodding. 

“All right… all right…” He walked over to where Jayce was leaning on the table and you were seated on a stool. “What did Mel say?”

“They have a date for the council meeting.”

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