#feywanders

[stormlit]

@feywanders

❝ there's this exhibition at the tate britain. ❞ nate doesn't know why he's so nervous talking about this, when he talks to cameras every week with no issues, but there are butterflies in his stomach all the same. perhaps it's just that this is different, with ella; they talk for hours, they've got coffee or shared the unnecessary but delicious baked goods she likes to bring him, but they haven't pre-arranged things to do. as friends. he...definitely thinks of her as a friend, yeah.

❝ uh, it's on women artists in britain. ❞ his thumb rubs over the rim of his coffee cup. ❝ i thought it'd be your kind of thing, and i was thinking about going. maybe you'd like to come with me? ❞

[rcyaledits]

YOUR STRING OF LIGHTS IS STILL BRIGHT TO ME

「   amelia & ella edits  *ੈ✩‧₊˚.   @ruidusb0rn     」

[arc-erzmagier]

astrid isn’t particularly used to having help ,  in binding wounds or in anything else .  she’s sat herself apart  --  no use in being too close to the others ,  especially not when injured .  she always has a stash of bandages ,  not necessarily the best of quality but good enough for the job  ( she’s certainly had injuries that weren’t bound before ,  so anything at all is an improvement )  .  she knows that someone is approaching her before they’re too close ,  and she looks at @feywanders​ consideringly as she approaches .  the last thing she expects ,  however ,  is for ella to

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound .

she bristles at the offer of help ,  not certain how much she’ll owe for it .  but she can’t reach part of her wound ,  and another person is more convenient than mage hand .  she doesn’t wince as she extends her leg ,  but only because she’s been taught better than something as pitiful as wincing in pain .  astrid knows that she’s acting little better than a caged animal ,  haltingly amiable ,  but it’s all she has .

[tartt9]

“You’ve got questions, I’ve got answers,” Jamie grins, leaning back in his seat. “I know I ain’t from the women’s side or owt, hope I’m a suitable enough replacement for ‘em.”

@feywanders

[wornkindness]

@feywanders sent: 🌼 - to put a flower in amelia's hair

     They had had a picnic. Amelia had arranged for blankets and pillows to be brought out and set underneath one of the gardens great trees so they could still enjoy the warmth of the early summer weather without the worry of overheating or burning. She had put together the selection of sandwiches and sweets herself. It was something she did often, more often than not with her ladies, who she would consider friends but with Ella it was different, more akin to a sister, an older sister. While Amelia would never admit it out loud, it was something a part of her had always craved.

     They remained there, chatting and giggling as late afternoon began to turn to early evening. “Where are you going?’ The younger princess asked as Ella got up and moved to one of the flowering bushes. Though her question was quickly answered when Ella returned with a cluster of bright pink flowers. Sitting close Ella threaded them expertly into Amelia’s auburn locks.

      “Oh wait.” Moving to collect the ones Ella did not use, Amelia placed them in Ella’s similar colored hair. “There, now we match,” she said with a bright smile.

[stormlit]

@feywanders

there is something grounding in the grinding of her mortar and pestle---even if the offering of herbs in the courtyard gardens leave something to be desired. she could go and buy others in the city, now, but it would not satisfy the homesickness in her heart, nor does nynaeve wish to be indebted to the yellow ajah yet by requesting access to their stores. and so she makes do. at least it is something to focus on that isn't thinking, isn't staring at her hands wondering how she can be accepted when she still has to drag herself across hot coals to channel.

this bloody place.

movement in the garden makes her look up, and though she does not know the sister well, she sighs. ❝ if you're here to try and recruit me for the brown ajah, you've had a wasted journey. ❞ nynaeve is tired of it; all the politicking, the desperation for her power, the want to lay claim on her. she's a person, still. she had a life. ❝ although i suppose it makes a change. ❞

[wornkindness]

a small shout out to some wonderful ocs that i greatly enjoy having on my dash: @lokadottr, @divinehr, @maidencfdeath, @khenzi, @breaksmen, @whitelace, @feywanders