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Beautiful. Breathtakingly beautiful. That was what she thought of the girl in front of her. She had known there had been something different about her from the start. She had felt the darkness inside of her, but now that it had come out, it was more glorious than she had even suspected.

"I am fine, thanks to you. You protected me." She drew upon her own power, holding her head tall as she approached. Of course, she could have protected herself; she was a powerful being after all. But she hadn't. Curious what the other would do when she saw her attacked, it didn't let her down. She crouched down, her hand reaching under her chin to make Kara look at her. "Did they hurt you?"

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

Blood dripped from her hands, fingernails now more claws than anything else. Those claws had just torn open someone's belly without hesitation, ending one of countless enemies, for reasons that Kara could barely remember.

What she could remember was a fury that burned like hellfire having washed over her, the heat having been channelled into unblinking violence. Blood still stained her lips from having ripped into someone's throat, and the euphoria brought by its taste fought with what could only be described as shame. Not only had she lost control, but someone had seen, a friend… and even those soft words were met with hesitation.

Yet she still looked up, eyes black, and veins filled with darkness. Kara knew she looked the part of monster, and she could only hope that her friend wasn't lying.

"You?" The word was hard to force out, but it had to be asked. Her own health didn't matter, she had survived, but Kara worried their friendship had not.

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@ourcbcros / plotted AU starter.

Lanfear was hurt. He had broken up with her and called her a monster. And maybe she was, but that didn't mean he could have the audacity of calling her one to her face. Luckily, she had plans to set in motion, making his life that much harder. To break the Aiel apart. When she did that, she went on her way to kill everyone close to him. Starting with the Aes Sedai and her warder.

She could feel the dome she had erected easily. It had been meant to protect Rand, so she couldn't get near him. But didn't Moiraine understand that she would kill everyone close to him first? That she would make him pay for the hurt he had caused. The sarkanen. Of course, this woman had it; it made things a bit more complicated, but she thought she still had enough power to fight her, especially in combination with her true power. As they fought, she had the winning hand, a sneer on her face as she advanced on her. Ready to strike when she was close enough.

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She listened to the girl—the strange girl who had just appeared. She showed more understanding about the world and the wheel turning than many others she had come across. Very curious, she thought to herself. "We are just a blip in this universe, but still, these energies, these forces think us important enough to give us their attention." And wasn't that something strange in itself? If you really thought about it. Why, from all the universes and different worlds, was the dark one so interested in theirs?

@nightdaughtcr asked: "It must be said. These truths, no matter how harsh, must be said."

"The nature of the universe is not harsh, it is simply… without care. Even if this entire world were to turn to ashes, it would not change the energies that exist outside it, not in any meaningful way."

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Eyes blazing, with what she wasn't even sure herself. Annoyance, anger, passion, desire, and maybe even a tiny part of her was delighting in someone giving as good as they got. Matching her word for word. As Lanfear took another step forward, she realized they had again entered each other's personal space. "Oh, I will. I will gladly think of ALL the ways I can destroy you." Yes, the innuendo was there on purpose. She just loved getting under the others' skin. "I'm sorry your reality has been such a disappointment. Would you like me to help you make it less so, or would you prefer it if I spice up your dreams a little more? I can show you some of the ways I would like to destroy you. Give you a tiny bite before the main course."

at   that,   moiraine’s   brow   arched   —   less   in   surprise,   more   in   challenge.   had   the   choice   been   hers,   she   would   have   kept   far   from   the   daughter   of   the   night   right   off   the   bat.    but   now?   moiraine   was   not   even   certain   she   could   lay   the   blame   at   the   wheel   itself for   entwining   their   threads   so   closely.   ❝   keep on   dreaming…   ❞   moiraine   murmured,   stepping   forward,   unwavered   by   the   threat.   ❝   reality   has   a   habit   of   disappointing.   perhaps   that   is   why   dreams   remain   your   domain…   ❞

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She had been left by people, abandoned by them even, because she was too much. Too ambitious, too cruel, too jealous, too smart. But not with Amy. Amy could take everything she was given by Mierin and only wanted more, even giving back as much as she got. Mierin wanted to be more than just another human being, more than someone following the path before them. Those mediocre people who were afraid to steer away from it, but not her, and not Amy. No, they made the path for themselves, forced others on it. And if they didn't, well, they would be left behind or thrown off.

All hers. Oh, fuck yes, what a way to make her want her even more. Thigh pressed between Amy's legs as she kissed her back, roughly, one of her hands went underneath her shirt, cupping her breast over her bra. She wanted to do so much to Amy and couldn't decide just yet if she would bury her fingers deep inside of the other, or if she would go down on her using her mouth. So, instead of doing either, her free hand went up, curling around Amy's neck, squeezing, not too hard for now, just to give her the pressure. That was when she made a decision and let her hand underneath her shirt, trail down into her trousers.

She looked at Amy, watching her reactions closely. "I will fuck you senseless, and after I want you to go down on me where everyone can see." She said, desire thick in her voice.

Someone once asked her: do you feel compassion? Empathy? And it was fucking rude question. Felt like they were trying to decipher her. Pinpoint the exact moment where Amy went from human to inhuman. Therapy sucks fucking balls, and that is why she never went back. Pull excuses, pretended to be sick. Pretended to forget those dates on her calendar until her therapist stopped calling altogether.

proper sense of freedom.

You must be wondering, what the hell are you talking about, Amy? Promise there’s reasoning behind this tangent, she’s the queen of tangents, you know this my dearest diary.

Amy has never felt inhumane, all her actions had been justified. You survive in mediocrity. You earn an average salary. You have an everyday marriage. you pick out his ties, spread your legs, pop out a couple of kids of so-so intelligence, cook for him, clean for him, blow him when he asks, fuck him when he doesn’t. you tell him you love him but it’s an ok kind of love. You live in a small house. You say it doesn’t bother you - it’s cosy. Sweet. it bulges with kids and burgeons with the smell of an unsurprising, uninspired and unmemorable life. a life of un-s. and then you sit there. Old. grey. you didn’t age well, but you don’t look like death. And you think about your life, and how truly unremarkable you are. I’m not that cunt. i will never be that cunt. If I don’t look, i become that woman. And if I do look, my list just gets a little longer.

All of this to say, Mierin made her feel truly human. Made her feel like there's nothing wrong in her head (lets clarify, there's nothing wrong with her but external forces will want you to believe otherwise). It was the first time she didn't have to reanalyze and guide the relationship to where it needs to be. Mierin knew what she wanted, what she needed and gave it Amy without any question. Loved her for who she is and the monster she could become.

It couldn't be clearer now. The moment her back met the roughness of the tree and moan. Eyes glistening with pure lust, her own hands finding the other's waist, holding onto it tight with force. Fuck, she wants, needs her just as much. "I'm all yours to do as you please, love." She dipped in, claiming Mierin's lips into a rough kiss to further accentuate her words.

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She thought Aes Sedai of this age couldn't lie. How curious that she was actually delighted by the idea that Lanfear might be thinking of her at night. "Only the gift of being extremely annoying and in the way." Ah, yes, she liked their banter. Of course, she would never tell Moiraine this. "Don't flatter yourself too much, most of the time I dream of all the ways I can kill you when the day comes."

❝   how   utterly   delightful...   ❞   it   was   rare   for   moiraine   to   indulge   in   sarcasm,   &   some   quiet   part   of   her   wondered   how   such   falsehoods   had   so   easily   escaped   her   lips.   ❝   to   know   i   haunt   your   thoughts   each   night   —   so   flattering.   it   seems   one   need   not   be   gifted   special   abilities   to   haunt   another's   dreams.   ❞   or   perhaps,   moiraine   thought,   there   was   more   truth   in   the   words   than   she   had   ever   dared   admit   —   even   to   herself.

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"Yes, every night I think of replies to specifically say to you." She deadpanned back to Moiraine. It was apparent she was being sarcastic, an eyebrow raised in question. "Do you want my notes?"

❝   do   you   lie   awake   at   night   to   come   up   with   all   your   witty   replies   for   the   following   day?   ❞    

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Natasha O'Keeffe as Lanfear bts, Wheel of Time Season 3, 📷 Sharon Gilham on Instagram

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Rand, her darling Rand. She was falling for him, and she might already have fallen for him. And not just because he had Lews his soul or was extremely powerful. It all helped, of course, but the truth was that she enjoyed his company. His naivety, the way he looked at everything with wonder, how he could make her laugh, and how he was willing to do everything in his power to keep the people he cared about safe. And he was very easy on the eyes as well.

She had already felt his arrival, but didn't let him know she had; instead, she only looked up when he spoke, a soft smile appearing as she moved a little, patting the space next to her. "I would love the company of such a handsome man. Come sit down, and watch the sunrise with me." Selene looked at him with an amused glint in her eyes as she took a sip of her water, before offering him some as well.

                   ˜”*°•.     It’d  all  happened  so  fast ;  the  attack ,  the  channeling,  Lanfear  seeing  him ,  everything .  Panic  had  set  in  deep  -  the  fear  of  losing  her,  stronger  than  he’d  ever  imagined  it  to  be .  He  cared  for  her  -  and  the  idea  of  hurting  her ?  of  ever  spending  a  life  without  her ?  It  was  one  he  hadn’t  realized  the  lengths  it  terrified  him  to.  However,  she’d  accepted  him .  She’d  embraced  that  side  of  his  -  even  showed  him  that  she  was  no  different .  And  this ?  It’d  only  made  him  love  her  harder .

It  was  still  early,  when  he  woke  up  -  yet   the  other  side  of   the  bed  was  empty .  He  stood  up ,  walked  quietly  towards  the  door  in  an  attempt  to  find  her .  She  was  sitting  there,  dressed  in  his  coat  and  covered  with  the  blanket.  For  a  brief  moment ,  he  merely  watched  her  -  admired  her .  How  many  times  had  he  lied  to  both  himself  and  her  that  she  was  nothing  but  a  replacement ?  A  means  to  being  with  Egwene  without  actually  having  her  there ?  And  yet,  now  that  he  was  looking  at  her ,  the  only  person  he  could  think  about  was  Lanfear  and  nobody  else .  ❝ Maybe  you  would  like  some company ? ❞    

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They were on two different sides of this fight. Of the battle that would pull the world apart. The side that would win would make the world anew, being able to make this world into their domain. Lanfear didn't care what side would win, not really, even if she was actually aligned with the dark side. She just wanted whatever side would give her the most power to win; for now, that was with the dark one.

He said, Loving you, which meant he loved her, loved her still. Even knowing everything she had done, a small, soft smile lingered on her lips. Her eyes were soft as he spoke. All of her anger was gone at the mention of him loving her. But did he really love her, or did he love what she did for him?

And he was right. Lanfear would take care of herself first, and if that meant doing things behind his back, she would. But she didn't lie. "When have I ever lied to you?" She questioned, curious about his answer. She didn't think she had lied, merely not told him everything. She walked closer to him again, gazing up at him, "I love every part of you. The dark, the dragon, the Shepherd, and even the light parts. I will accept every decision you make. I do hope the dark parts in you grow larger, but I will love and accept you regardless, Rand."

                   ˜”*°•.     Could  he  ?  He  wasn’t  sure  .  It  had  been  a  mistake  from  the  very  beginning—their  relationship, nothing  more  than  an  overcomplication  of  an  already  tangled  web. He  was  destined  to  fight the Dark One, and  yet… wasn't  Lanfear one of  the  Forsaken herself ?  A  servant  of  the very  side  he  was meant to stand  against.  How  was  he  expected  to  stand  by  everything  he  was  meant  to  fight ?

❝ Loving  you  and  agreeing  with  you  are  two  different  things . ❞  He  loved  her  -  he’d  loved  her  even  when  she’d  pulled  performances,  lied  in  his  face,  tricked  him .  He’d  given  her  a  second  chance,  wanted  to  convince  himself  that  this  could  work .  Lanfear  was  one  of  the  very  few  people  that  understood  him,  after  all  -  one  of  the  few  that  didn’t   judge  his  every  word ,  his  every  fear .  No .  She’d  listen  instead ,  offer  an  insight  that  wasn’t  bound  by  prophecies.   However,  the  sides  they  stood  on  were  not  the  same  -  and  sooner  or  later ,  the  conflict  was  bound  to  destroy  them  both .   

❝ I  know  you  will  lie  to  me  again .  It’s  a  part  of  you.  ❞  Was  there  a  point  in  making  her  promise  not  to  scheme  behind  his  back ?  She’d  done  it  twice  already  -  she  would  do  it  again .  But  was  he  ready  to  lose  the  only  support  he  had  left  ?  ❝ You  are  asking  for  acceptance,  I  am  giving  it  to  you,  but  you  also  have  to  accept  that  you  can’t  change  me ,  form   me  into what  you  think  I  should  be  like . ❞  And  neither  could  Moiraine .  ❝ Can  you  do  that ? ❞

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Amelia had changed. She could tell that she had become more human. Was it even possible for a being like her to be more human? But she noticed the changes and was absolutely enthralled by everything they entailed and what they could mean for her. "You have changed. Evolved, " she mused out loud, her head tilting as she looked at her curiously. "I quite like it, though." She listened to Amelia talk about what she liked and couldn't help but imagine the other hunting someone, all bloodied afterwards, "I'm sure that is a sight to behold, I would love to see you hunt sometime."

She kept guiding her across the room, letting her hands roam over her back, nails softly scraping through the fabric of her dress. "They don't have that many instruments here anymore, not like the age of legends used to have. I haven't found a piano yet." Oh, how she wished she could play it again sometime. She would love to be able to play some music again. She, of course, could in Tel'aran'rhiod. She laughed. What did she learn that was new? A lot. "Well. I was a researcher, and that's how I found your prison. Even if I didn't know what exactly was in it."

lanfear was one of, perhaps the only, forsaken amelia had allowed to be close to her for she viewed companionship and kinship as something trivial, undesired for a being like herself. however, whilst they were sealed away for centuries, the sibling-half of the dark one had ample time to... acquire the taste for such things like kinship. like companionship. and it developed to where she had missed the presence of lanfear in her absence for those years. so, when the former had sought her out after being imprisoned for so long, she was undeniably pleased. ancient puce coloured lips kept its delicate grin, almost a mirror of lanfear's own small smile. " anything. " she replied to her inquiry. " with an exception of defenseless things. why fight those who cannot fight back? there's no challenge in that regard and that will cause the hunt to become uninteresting to me. " she explained further. though, her tiny grin widen faintly when she felt the taller woman shiver by her touch.

at lanfear's confession, amelia's eyes remained soft yet they held a glimmer of fascination about her chosen instrument: the piano. in all honesty, the woman had found all forms of instrument intriguing because they are all tools in captivating emotion from one self and create such a melodious piece unique to themselves but can still be enjoyed and appreciate by others. " it seems we share plenty commonalities than we had anticipated, lanfear. the cello has piqued my interest amongst the other instruments, but i haven't gotten around to it. and what have you learned that was new to you, darling? what else do you enjoy? " she asked, even though she had an inkling what her answer may entail. as they passed an arched window framed by pulled curtains, the soft glow of sunlight brightens the room and casting delicate shadows on their dancing forms. the sunlight even illuminated her lilac-rouge hues into a more blush pink as they danced by. " hm, sceneries; mundane but lively pieces of the world. and perhaps you will, in time. " she jested lightly, humouring her with a gentle laugh.

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@thenightmareofyourdrems / rand.

Last night, she had told him she was a monster as well. That she could channel the one power as well. Of course, there was more to tell; she should tell him that she was actually Lanfear, one of the chosen. That she was his former soul bearer's lover. Over 3000 years ago. But she couldn't tell him that. Not yet. He wasn't ready yet. That he now knew she could channel was already something big.

At first, he was scared, but as she channeled and showed him that the one power could also be used for pleasant things, he became more open to it. She knew he still had questions for her, and she had a story ready. No lies, just some half-truths. She didn't like to lie to him, so she didn't. However, she didn't mention some things and kept things from him. She was sitting outside the cabin on some cushions with a glass of water in her hand, only wearing his jacket around her body and a blanket from inside over her. She just needed a bit of space and time to think things over.

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She could see how he was only now realizing what he had done. What had happened, how he had killed them. The war raging inside of him, between guilt and joy. She had seen the enjoyment in him in the moment. But she would be here to catch him before he went too far into guilt. She would be here to remind him that he did a good thing. She filled herself with Saidar and weaved, which made their bodies, and the ash sank into the ground before them. No more traces of what had happened. Only the memories. The sweet memories of seeing him kill. Lanfear grabbed his arm to give him someone to hold on to. "Come on, Rand." She pressed a kiss on his cheek before leading him away.

Lews would never have done what Rand had just done, and Lanfear was revelling in it. She wouldn't show him how seeing him like that had affected her. How incredibly beautiful he had been to her in that moment. When they were a little bit away from the scene, she stopped walking to stand in front of him, both her hands grabbing his arms, looking up into his eyes, "You did what needed to be done. They got what they deserved." She released one of his arms, instead tracing a pattern on his chest.

                   ˜”*°•.     He  thought  he  was  going  to  puke  -  nausea  overwhelming  him  as  the  stink  of  burned  flesh  filled  the  air .  It  took  a  moment  to  understand  where  he  was ,  what  he’d  done .  Lanfear’s  touch  enough  to  bring  him  back  to  reality,  yet  mind  refused  to  take  in  their  surroundings .  He  shouldn’t  have  done  this .  No .  But  they’d  started  it  -  they’d  tortured  someone  weak ,  helpless  and  even  made  a  joke  out  of  it .  They’d  deserved  it.  Then  why  did  he  feel  like  he  wanted  to  disappear ?  Like  he’d  betrayed everyone  -  including  himself.

❝ Νο, this- ❞  This was wrong . Thoughts that remained unspoken -  a  whisper  to  himself .  He  could  have  scared  them  away,  he could  have  simply  hurt  them ,  he  could  have NOT  rejoiced  in  the  sound  of  their  screams.  But  no .  He’d  enjoyed  it .  He’d  loved  this feeling  of  invincibility,  the  bliss,  the  knowledge  that  he  could  do  anything  he  ever  wanted.  The  fact  he  was  powerful .  He'd wanted to make them suffer, to make them feel the same fear that the old man had. He'd wanted them to pay.  ❝ We  should  keep  going . ❞  For  the longer they stayed there ? the sicker he felt.

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Natasha O'Keeffe as Lanfear // The Wheel of Time S3E8

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