#liightbringr

[laughing-hellblazer]

⛥ closed. @liightbrngr ⛧

The chills ran up and down his spine, racking him against feverish waves of discomfort. He sat in the icy cold bathroom, window open to the autumnal winds and rain outside. He was surrounded by bottles of pills and syrups. Nothing but a spot of food poisoning from an off kebab, he told himself... for two weeks. But John Constantine didn't do hospitals. Instead, he was left with some old prescriptions and only half a bottle of whiskey to keep him company through the pain and nausea.

The thing was... the pills and syrups weren't helping. He was getting sicker by the day. Yesterday was when the fever started. No pills or cold showers seemed to break it, and he was sleeping in the tub for how close it was to the toilet. He eventually felt too dizzy to even get up and reach the phone. Instead, he'd been laying there for hours, debilitated by the agony. "Stupid idiot..." he chastised himself, "Should've gone to casualty..."

He swung the bottle back, chugging a few gulps of the firewater before letting out a ragged cough. A sharp, stabbing pain hit him in the gut, and he lurched forward to brace himself with a grunt. After the acute pain passed, he exhaled and eased back against the curve of the tub. He let his eyes drift shut for a while -- who knew how long for certain. It could have been a few minutes or a few hours, for all his drug, pain, and whiskey addled mind knew.

Then came a presence. A heavy, thick presence. Within seconds, he was met with a feeling of deep, disorienting, unfathomable falling. Instinctively, his hands reached and white-knuckled the edges of the tub, as if to keep himself from plummeting through solid matter. At first he thought it was just a new wave of nausea or vertigo, but then came the thoughts. Every damnable thing he'd ever done, every dirty thought or dream, every moment of sin seemed to drag itself up from his subconscious to rear its ugly little head. It was debilitating in its potency, but more noticeably, it was familiar.

He had felt something similar one night in his flat, when some grumpy infernal berks healed him of his terminal lung cancer and assured him his soul was damned to hell in three different ways. "Come...Come to collect...?" he said through a rasp, "Careful now, ya greedy bastard... You'll start...a war." The deals with the Second and Third were still firmly in place, after all. It was his only gambit against being taken right then and there. After a moment, he finally dragged his eyes open to look in the presence's direction.

[mystiika]

@liightbringr asked : do you remember how we met? / for eva's husband pls and thnx ( the fixed version )

there was a peaceful quiet permeating throughout their home, their little girl all tucked away after their family outing to a fair had tuckered her out so much tyrus had to carry her inside. & the movie they'd put on after that had long since rolled its credits. but the pair seemed a little too comfortable to move yet, as they laid cuddled together on the couch. then comes her question, & it brings a smile to his face. he takes a pause as he recalls all the feelings from that day. from their first meeting all those years ago just as much as their much more recent connection. be it her clothes, her hair, the way she smiled when she introduced herself, it was imprinted in his mind the way he kept thinking about it all in the days following.

so he lets his head fall to rest against hers, ignoring how in the days following that meeting just how much he'd regretted not getting a phone number or an email, just ... something. so he could see her again. but of course as time passed, he thought about her less & less until she because a vague memory. but who could have expected the two of them later meeting 2 full decades then some now as full adults? & when that fateful day came. he didn't put two & two together.

but he felt as if he'd fallen for her that very day & was grateful every day since, for every new moment he was able to spend with someone as wonderful as eva it all felt like a heightened version of the feelings he'd had when they went on that first distant but nostalgic day. ❝ like it was yesterday. —both times. so of course from this round, a buddy from my firm needed some documents dropped at the track & i jumped at the chance thinking i'd get to admire a few nice cars. & after i handed them over i decided to hang around to watch a little bit. & that was when you, my love, decided to offer a fan a little tour. you seemed so cool & beautiful & kind, it was hard to focus on the tour despite you taking the time out of your day. instead i just kept watching your face as you lit up getting to explain it all. ❞ there's a short pause, but he'd never been good at keeping compliments for her under his tongue, not when seeing her expressions made it so much more fun.

❝ i don't know if i ever told you that actually — exactly how captivating you were. sure, you had offered for me to come back another day to see the cars in action, but i think even then i was coming for you more than i was for the cars even if i didn't know it yet. ❞

❝ but if you mean the day we actually first met, it's a little fuzzy but also a memory i'd thought about through the rest of teens because you'd made such a strong impression & i think i'd fallen for you without even realising it.❞ he enjoys relieving that day now. they'd taken some time to realise that their distant but all too brief love, but they were able to piece the day together between the two of them & now ty remembered in almost surprising detail.

❝ so, i had gone up to you after getting encouraged by my friends to talk to you — doing my absolute best to ignore that you were with your family to make me less nervous about the question. & you had to consider it for a moment but i felt really relieved when you'd said yes. i'd only recently started thinking about dating & wasn't exactly... confident asking a pretty girl out on a date. ❞ he smiles at the thought. ❝ & how pretty i thought you were. ❞

❝ but you did say yes. so we went around playing the games & talking about anything at all. & then, at the end of the night as it started to get dark, we took one final ride, the ferris wheel. when we stopped at the top & you said the view was beautiful, i agreed but you seemed so much prettier, & i just figured i could catch a nice sunset any day, but seeing you smile while the last rays of sun lit up your face... that much i could never forget. after seeing how pretty you looked i couldn't help but think about how much i wanted to kiss you in that moment. ❞ he'd had his first kiss before then, but that didn't make him any less nervous. ❝ then i looked in your eyes & asked if i could kiss you. ❞ he smiles so fondly as he recalls that moment.

❝ you know, ❞ he starts, ❝ even though it took a while for us to realise that we were each the others person that had stuck in our minds through the years, at least now we have a better story to tell when people as how we met. ❞ & he sits up just enough to turn towards her, his hand naturally comes to her jawline with his thumb jutted just under her chin to gently tilt her head into the few sweet kisses, lips so happily meeting her own. his lips moving slow but light until he pulls back just far enough to speak ❝ besides, i think it's nice that we were both our first & last loves, don't you? ❞

[strywoven]

@liightbringr has requested a story : how'd you find me? /for Verona

a prompt i lost.

Something , yes , SOMETHING HAS GONE AMISS ⸺ Before she even knows what sort of trouble has found them , she knows the source of it : her Sister.  And what sort of family might she be , if she thought to ignore Eva in an hour of need ?

Not a very good one.

In little time , Verona finds her Sister , lost to the world and alone upon the roof of the estate the two currently occupy , enshrouded in a realm of own thoughts and misgivings ( it hurts , verily , to see this proud woman seem so sad & beside herself ; woe , what – or whom – has done this ? has tarnished her wonderful light ? ) .  Upon death-quiet soles , the elder approaches , softly clearing her throat to announce her presence before taking up roost beside her , legs dangling off the edge of the curved roof-mantle.  For at least a moment , perhaps two , it remains altogether silent between the twin warmongers , nothing but the presence of Eva’s emotions weaving between them , as steady and a l i v e as the night air.  Finally , the quiet breaks when she asks how she was found , and Verona laughs to herself , shaking her head.

❝ Where e l s e might one go to brood , but the rooftop in the middle of the night ? ❞  She teases , making light of things in hopes of easing her wounds a little , attempting to inspire in her a modicum of levity despite the shadows gnawing away at her radiant presence.  Verona sighs , lightly tapping her claws to her breast , above her absent heart , ❝ Truthfully , I simply followed your call.  We are FAMILY after all , and we tend to always know where the other is , and when the other is in need.  It is … Like an intuition , I suppose.  It comes in handy for when I need to know if you are in pain or need me. ❞  She offers the younger a smile , reaching out and taking up her hands , cradling them gently within her own.  ❝ But enough with the boring details , tell me what afflicts you , dear Sister.  Is there anything I can do for you ? ❞  A pause , her following remark one she cannot help , ❝ Better yet , is there anyone I should kill for making you look so defeated and miserable ? ❞

[kukyc]

Favorite Thing about their Partner: Not Accepting liightbringr: ✨ !!!!

⌜☬⌟ ➡ It had become a daily thing of theirs, a whispering of sweet nothings and adorations at the start of their morning together. Time passed but still old habits died hard and being of Darkness turned away from her unable to accept that she had found one of the traits he dislikes so amazing and pretty. Though warrior cooed about those golden jewels of him - it was a constant reminder of his affiliation to darker natures. Something he tries to forget as he is no longer that same person he was, never again allowing himself to be a puppet of others wills. Eyes easily felt staring into him cause Viera to turn back and stare down to tiny wife a bemused smile in features. Hand reaching up to caress cheek as he bent down to press forehead to hers. 

“I love how you always accept me for who and what I am, never demanding I change and helping me grow into the person who is worthy of calling himself your Husband.” Free hand sliding down her arm to interlace hands, gripping tight to show his almost primal need of she who now holds his heart. “I love that no matter what I do or how I act you still smile at me like I am important and that no matter what you have my back.” He whispered leaning forward a bit a breaths width between lips.

Thank you for loving someone so incomplete as me.

[generalzelgius]

        It had started off as nothing more than a simple curiosity, racecar driving. A colleague at the hospital he worked at mentioned the event, urging him to go, to let off some steam, and have fun for once, instead of being cooped up in the hospital, treating patients nonstop, and fuming over his recent divorce. So he went to his first race, then another, and another, finding it to be a fantastic pastime, even going so far as to purchase one of these vehicles for himself for his own private car collection. Now, he didn't plan on racing himself, but maybe one day he could sponsor a driver or show it off at a car show.

       It was within this time frame that he got to meet Evangelique, one of the racers, and a lead mechanic at her place of work. He would catch her after the events and grew the courage to speak to her, finding her beyond talented, and awfully gorgeous. He admitted he had been cheering for her to win, every single time. He had always been polite enough to her, but there was always an undercurrent of flirtatiousness. If he wanted anything to progress between them though, he never really took his shot. Even so, it seemed they both took time out of their schedule to meet, even if it was for a simple cup of coffee. Her traveling made it hard though and it had been awhile since they had last seen each other, but he was pleased to see she was back at work when he came in with his vehicle for a check up.

       He drove into the garage and slid out of the car, a charming grin lighting up his normally exhausted visage as he waved over to Evangelique, who was taking a small break. ❛ Hey stranger, ❜ he teased, making his way over to her. ❛ Long time no see, but perfect timing. There's no one I trust more to look after my car than you. ❜

starter for @liightbringr

[royalight]

@liightbringr s.c

"W-Wait??"    hazel   eyes   widened,   lips   falling   agape.       "You're....   a   warrior   of   light?    truly?"     

Though   they   had   been   prophesied,   Sarah   had   never   considered   what   they   may   look   like.       Admittedly,   the   idea   of   their   'hero'   being   a   woman   hadn't   crossed   her   mind,   but   she   was   far   from   displeased!     

"How   wonderful!       Then   surely....       you're   the   one   we've   been   waiting   for   all   this   time!" 

Dainty   hands   then   took   hold   of   the   other's   giving   them   a   gentle   squeeze.        

"Cornelia   welcomes   you,   Lady   -   .....?"    and   then   she   paused,   brow   furrowing.        In   a   moment   of   carelessness   she   had   forgotten   to   ask   the   warrior   her   name.

[fairesky]

❛  do you ever have dreams that feel so real they're almost like nightmares?  ❜

sight    lingered    'pon    dancing    flame    before    the    duo,    cackling    ​​​​​​​disrupts    ​​​​​​​the    once    ​​​​​​​quiet    ​​​​​​​atmosphere;    sparks    flew    to   ​​​​​​​ 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓮    ---    ​​​​​​​a yearning to ignite    ​​​​​​​another    replica    ​​​​​​​but    ​​​​​​​𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪    failing.    with    the    evening    fading    to    darkness,    the    colors    of    the    ​​​​​​​world    ​​​​​​​grew    darker    and    the    ​​​​​​​ｆｒｉｅｎｄｌｙ    ​​​​​​​wildlife    turned    ​​​​​​​ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ.    ​​​​​​​a blur between dreams and a nightmare,   ​​​​​​​ ones    which    continuously   ​​​​​​​𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝    ​​​​​​​FIRST CLASS SOLDIER's   mind.    it    was    a    heavy    sigh    through    nostrils,    brows    knitted    to   [    concentrate    ]   on   @liightbringr 's    query.    dreams    feeling    like    nightmares,    if    one    would    have    to   ​​​​​​​ 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗳𝘆    ​​​​​​​the    ​​​​​​​𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴    ​​​​​​​that    he    had    gone    through,    it    was    precisely    ​​​​​​​that.    one that never concluded.

"   i'd    be    lying    saying    I    didn't ,   "    melancholy    vocals    spoke    in    a    sincere    lower    pitch.    the    things    he   𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭   ​​​​​​​ were    just   ​​​​​​​ bad dreams turned into a harsh reality    ​​​​​​​as    a    series    of    𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤   unfolded.    the    truth    about    Shinra    added    to    the   ｏｖｅｒｗｈｅｌｍｉｎｇ    confusion    ​​​​​​​that    consumed    Zack.    a    nightmare,    one    he    ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ    wished    he    could    wake    up    from   ​​​​​​​ and    ​​​​​​​convince   himself    it    was    all    just    a    bad    dream.    yet,    in    reality,   ​​​​​​​ the    ​​​​​​​[ situation was even more grim ].    ​​​​​​​back    straightened    switch    from    a    mere   ​​​​​​​squat    ​​​​​​​to   ​​​​​​​ standing,    ​​​​​​​arms    crossed    against    his    chest;    sight    never    once   ​​​​​​​ 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠    ​​​​​​​the    burning    flames.

      🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑺 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ

"    but    they're    just    nightmares,    riiight?    ​​​​​​​"    ​​​​​​​a    mask    to    veil    over    the    truth    he    refused    ​​​​​​​to    ​​​​​​​witness    ​​​​​​​again,   ​​​​​​​ yet how long will that veil last?    ​​​​​​​his    sight    caught    a    ｇｌｉｍ ｍｅｒ   of    hope,    causing    the    once    ​​​​​​​𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓿𝓮    ​​​​​​​feeling    he    had    once    worn    to    gradually    peel    off,    layer    by    layer.    the    nostalgia   hit    him    as    he    realized    how    ​​​​​​​𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲    ​​​​​​​he    had    wished    things    to    stay    the    same,    unaware    of    ​​​​​​​the    ​​​​​​​𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨   ​​​​​​​ 𝘶𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘭.    ​​​​​​​"    it's    not    like    they're    gonna    manifest    and    scare    you.    sometimes    the    nightmares    have    their    own    meaning    to    them.    ooooor,    they    can    mean   ​​​​​​​ nothing.    ​​​​​​​"    a shrug    of    his    shoulder,    as    he    gazed    towards    eva.

solemn    frontal    morph    gleefully    ​​​​​​​switching    the   ​​​​​​​ 𝓪𝓽𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓹𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮    ​​​​​​​between    man    and    woman.    even    ​​​​​​​𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒹𝓈𝓉    ​​​​​​​the    challenges    and    nightmares,    Zack    found   solace   in    the    presence    of    someone    who    would    always    be    there    ​​​​​​​to    ​​​​​​​offer comfort and listen.    ​​​​​​​"    but    it's    those    dreams    or    nightmares    that    help    us    grow    stronger    and    deal    with    things    head-on.    not    to    mention    I    would    have    to    remind    myself    that    nightmares    or    dreams    differ    in    reality.    alsoooo,    if    you    ever    have    nightmares    let    me    handle    them.    I'm    skilled    in    fighting    off    unwanted    ​​​​​​​dreams.    "

[verumking]

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

⚔️ *:･ﾟ✧ ┆ rivalry inspired sentence starters . ❪ selectively accepting !  ❫

At the end of the universe , discord and demise danced amongst the pyres of fallen civilisations . Where cosmic forces had sent their faithful servants ⸻ a man forged of titanium and stardust , a woman gilded with light and divinity ⸻ to scour the aftermath .

Alas , the two agents of destiny and stratos were caught in a deadlock , sword and steel braced against each other's throats .

The plasma of Yozora's blade burned hot against Evangelique's jaw , yet his words were even more scathing . ❛ Then don't . ❜ The deity snarled , teeth gritted whilst maintaining tension between their trussed blades . Sapphire and scarlet eyes carved mercilessly into the woman's own . He does not surrender without reason .

❛ Prove that you're someone I can trust . ❜

@liightbringr !

[thescions]

“ Run, don't look back. ” /for Alphinaud

4 Word Sentence Prompts || Accepting

"After all we've been through, do you truly expect me to flee?" Alphinaud shook his head. As dire as things may have been, he would not leave Evangelique's side. He threw out his arms, conjuring up a shield around them both.

"No. For too long have you been the sole bearer of the burdens of this world. If this is to be your final stand, then I shall share it with you!"

[ithirial]

✦ ˚ ˖  @liightbringr  —    “    ∗ 27﹕ sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . /for Gladio!    ” / 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 !

𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 , bathing stubbled visage in the morning's light.   yet it is not the first thing which twitches him awake.   no , that is saved for the mouth - watering aroma filling his senses.   there's a gurgle to his stomach , eliciting a groan from the ex - shield , who rolls over to reach for his beloved , only to find the spot next to him empty.   Gladio grunts , a huffed sound that Eva isn't there  &  then he remembers the ache in his stomach , putting two  &  two together.   astrals , he loved that woman.   naked from the night before  (  which smirk tugs the corners of his lips as he so fondly remembers what transpired  ) , he is quick to grab a clean pair of boxer - briefs  &  slip them on.   a quick glance to his wrist reminds him that his hair tie was flung somewhere during the evening  &  it must surely be lost to the bedroom goblins now.   ❛   damn things.   ❜   he thinks as he settles for simply running his hands through his long , disheveled locks.   feet pad out of the bedroom , quietly , since he knows the kids are probably still sleeping  &  proving him correct , he pokes his head into the twins' bedroom , both sound asleep in their cribs.   he'd never really been religious before , but since the moment he laid eyes on Evangelique Highbridge , there isn't a day goes by that he doesn't thank the astrals  &  now , for his beautiful family.   he takes the time to lean there against the doorframe , goofy smile on his lips , before he finally blows silent kisses to his two sleeping babes  &  continues on his journey to the kitchen  ⸻  his heart stops.   he freezes in place for no matter how many times he sees her , Eva always takes his breath away  &  this time , she's dancing around the kitchen in his t - shirt.   she's cooking , humming  &  dancing  &  Gladio knows  (  he's always known  )  he's married an angel.   waiting for the proper moment , Gladio suddenly steps in , large , muscled limbs circling his beautiful wife  &  lifting her , spinning them in a circle.   ❝   have I ever told ya how godsdamned beautiful you are  ?   ❞

[ryusxnka]

like a ghost, a specter at best, she materializes at his flank in a myriad of photons. a simple transference that comes && brings with it rest of touch so gingerly atop the youth's shoulder. endearing---she is warm, sun kindred. "if it isn't my favorite captain." she smiles. "behaving?"

          A top a rooftop, interpenetrated and camouflaged 'neath a viscous coating of blanketed snow, residual shards revivified by last night's tempestuous gyrate of wintry-marinating intimacies, pertinaciously stationed an adolescent commandant hankering to locate and ascertain truths behind an unremitting phenomenon. ------ One forthwith deemed as infuriating, exasperating, but he prohibits himself from forsaking it and returning to the Seiretei empty-handed. -- Vigilance is intent in attentiveness as it is oftentimes sowed amidst his investigations ------- wholly cognizant of the imperiling plausibilities that were undoubtedly girdling 'round his immobile anatomy, secrecies of existences coveted by the world's merciless-shrouded extremities. ---- He was no fool, no meager product, or so he'd senselessly believe, of puerile obliviousness, and yet her emergence, zephyr faintly ejecting indicative sensation 'gainst flesh adjacent to his position as a result of tangible materialization, had taken him abruptly aback. If it were not for her radiating warmth, akin to the sun's aglow constitution, she shone lustrously with neighborly beneficence, and her lulling vocalizations 'pon articulating forward, he would have, as in most assumably by the dearth of Spiritual energy exhibited, greeted their prompt attendance with his Zanpaku-to partly-unsheathed. - The petite-configured palm, oscillating a contact of particularized familiarity, 'pon his rigid shoulder eases him expeditiously as he shrugs the intensity that had uncontrollably rushed through his veins in anticipation. " Are you? " he duly retorts, stringent eyne glancing her mien from their corners. " That kind of stealthy approach will eventually have you killed, Highbridge. "

[guidedhearts]

“ kiss me again, but don’t stop this time. “ /for Locke!

it all started with a sparring session . it’s not every day the treasure hunter gets the upper hand in these things , considering he’s built much more for speed , sleight of hand and less than fair ways of winning fights , and much less for pure strength . he tries not to use these shady tactics when they spar , always trying to keep it a fair fight with @liightbringr - after all , he could stand to improve in his combat skills , and what kind of lover would he be if he played dirty on the battlefield with her ? 

however , old habits tend to die hard . sometimes he just falls back into his usual antics , which is how they’ve ended up here : eva , pinned against the wall . locke , the one pinning her there . a rare situation indeed , though not surprising she’s allowing him to keep her there . even if unfair , a won fight is won . no arguments there , right ? a victorious smirk adorns his face in light of his win , both of them breathing heavily , breath hot and fast against the others skin . his stare lingers a moment too long between her lips and eyes , long enough to justify him closing the distance between their faces , a brief kiss as if to seal his victory . 

‘ guess i win this one , huh ? ‘

but she seems more focused on the next activity , far more than she is interested in hearing him brag . 

“ kiss me again, but don’t stop this time. “ 

she doesn’t have to tell him twice - oh no , not when it comes out almost as an order , one that he was already thinking of before she spoke it aloud . locke is a lot of things , a generous lover being one he prides himself on . he wastes no time , removing one hand from the wall and instead placing it on her cheek , no longer caging her in . by no means does it stay there , as their kiss deepens and both of his hands explore every inch of exposed skin they can . hands that have stolen more than he can count , that have countless scars littering the skin of them , battle worn and experienced , but still find a way to touch her so gently , so lovingly . as if they’d never seen battle at all . their bodies are flush to one another at this point , no space left between them even if they wanted it . 

it never takes him long to get wound up , especially after the tension during their spar got so high in the first place , so it’s no surprise when he feels the first stirring of arousal from below .  — not a surprise , however , they’re still not in the most private of places for such indecency . he convinces himself to break the kiss fully , catching his breath in between peppering kisses to her face .  

‘ shit , ev . ’ ever the poet , cole . ‘ … shall we take this somewhere more private ? ’

[noctyphni]

❛  every single day i fall a little more for you.  ❜ for Tyki

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑨𝒀 '𝑰 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼'.

A smile spread across his face as he heard the mellifluousness of her voice. How adorable she was --- with a sweetness that beckoned for him to near, and so he did. Carefully he pulled her close , arms settling around a lovely waist. “ you make me melt, princess, ” he whispered.

Could she feel the quickening of a heart as lips pressed to her temple? How it trembled at each kiss he placed on her.

[sylkshe-a]

✧˚ ˖ @liightbringr ( with mentions of @krakuholt ) —- ❛ it's a rare day for them. she's enveloped by the sea just like days of old. chasing bubbles && flippers like a game that only they know. would the king wonder where she is? this she knows not. but all the same it bothers her none. she is queen. && if her heart so desires to be lost to the currents once more with her sibling, she will do so. && so she dives down once more from the surface. a ways she swims, descending to the chill that resides just that much deeper than before. where she is met with the sweet face of her sibling. despite the salt of the sea, she grins wide at such a sight. her hand shifts through the water if only so that the pad of her index might tap against the delicate nose before her. she utters the word boop! beneath the water, but it only rises on a large bubble. ❜ / 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐭 !

𝑜ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑗𝑜𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 !

So long it had been since they'd been like this  :  alone  ,  together  ,  splashing amidst the ever - comforting embrace of the waves.   It is rare that Aniela primes anymore  ;  only when she's alone in the sea  ,  playing with the seals  &  other aquatic friends.   One of the perks of being Leviathan's dominant was an ability to not only prime  ,  but to shapeshift  ━━━  within reason  ,  of course.   Aniela could only really shift into one thing of her choice  &  so she chose her favorite creature  ;  the seal.   It was currently  ,  in this refreshing moment of repose with her sister  ,  that Aniela had donned the aforementioned form  &  oh  ,  how thrilled she was.

She was splashing  ,  diving  ,  circling  &  having so much fun.   Sad as it was  ,  she could scarce recall a time they'd had this much fun  (  she makes a mental note to drag Eva out here in the mornings more often  )  ,  not that being in the castle wasn't fun  ,  but she could only remain within the same proximity of as her dear sister's husband for only so long.   

It's nice to see Eva smile as well.   It was the smile that was reserved her just for her  ,  for her sister.   There was one for Barnabas  ,  one for their children  ,  one for their people  ,  one for everyone else  &  one for her.   That one was dusted with the reminisance of their childhood  &  oh  ,  how delighted Ani was to be on the receiving end of that smile  &  even better !   A soft little boop to her snout !   There's an excited little wiggle to her seal body before she swims forward  ,  pressing booped snoot to the cheek of her sister dearest.   A little boop of her own.

[mystiika]

@liightbringr asked : do you remember how we met? / for eva's husband pls and thnx

there was a peaceful quiet permeating throughout their home, their little girl all tucked away after their family outing to a fair had tuckered her out so much tyrus had to carry her inside. & the movie they'd put on had long since rolled its credits. but the pair seemed a little too comfortable to move yet, as they laid cuddled together on the couch. then comes her question, & it brings a smile to his face. he takes a pause as he recalls all the feelings from that day. be it her clothes, her hair, the way she smiled when she introduced herself, it was imprinted in his mind the way he kept thinking about it all in the days following.

so he lets his head fall to rest against hers, wondering how could he possibly forget? he felt as if he'd fallen for her that very day & was grateful every day since, for every new moment he was able to spend with someone as wonderful as eva. ❝ like it was yesterday. —a buddy from my firm needed some documents dropped at the track & i jumped at the chance thinking i'd get to admire a few nice cars. & after i handed them over i decided to hang around to watch a little bit. & that was when you, my love, decided to offer a fan a little tour. you seemed so cool & beautiful & kind, it was hard to focus on the tour despite you taking the time out of your day. instead i just kept watching your face as you lit up getting to explain it all. ❞ there's a short pause, but he'd never been good at keeping compliments for her under his tongue, not when seeing her expressions made it so much more fun.

❝ i don't know if i ever told you that actually — exactly how captivating you were. sure, you had offered for me to come back another day to see the cars in action, but i think even then i was coming for you more than i was for the cars even if i didn't know it yet. ❞