#oc: olivia (arisen)

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Olivia Spring Collection 🌺

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Dragonsplague? No no, he has caught a much, much worse disease.

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stay with me always, I wish for nothing more...

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take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time...

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You're all right, I've got you.

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you're so easy to love...

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This is so hilarious for them but surprisingly it's working???

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When there's nothing but roaring sound, I will be beside you. When there's nothing but the long drop down, I will be beside you. When your fears are a swarm in the hive of your mind, When the tears of your love and your loss are entwined…

I'll be everywhere you go, you go, you go…

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Wip Wed- Anyday

tagged by: @fangbangerghoul - thank you again so much! :D

tagging: I know a bunch of you have stuff in the oven and I am making so much heavy eye contact with you right now it's uncomfortable for me give me the goods - but no pressure<3<3<3

This right here is a SUPER WIP, kind of as wippy as I can go, perhaps; my 2am, was half asleep but had to scribble thoughts down the fastest way possible kind of wip. A couple of connected scenes from when Olivia and Em meet Luz. (Partially in 'script' form because I find that the easiest quickest way to get it down sometimes.)

Luz: Before I was exiled, I foresaw that you would become Arisen, Olivia. Also, that you would be followed by a dark shadow; a pawn with a black mark upon their soul. One who would-

Olivia: Enough. I won’t let you talk about him like that.

Luz: …Very well. You trust him then?

Olivia: More than- (there’s a pause, as she realizes who she is talking to, someone she has felt she could trust for a long time, but after that pause of consideration she commits) More than anyone.

Luz considers this and is equal parts satisfied by Olivia’s resolve and troubled by Emrys: I have seen many Arisen fail before, Olivia. I simply do not wish to see you join our ranks.

Olivia (with a strong, steeled resolve that is difficult to argue with): I won’t.

(later) Luz, to Emrys: I must offer my apologies. I merely wish to see Olivia succeed where so many others have failed.

Emrys’s face twists; here is where he should say he feels the same, but instead he can only think that seems an unfair thing to wish of one woman when so many before her have failed. It isn’t so much doubt that shakes him, but fear. Instead he says: You’ve no need to apologize to me, ma’am.

His simple words are almost a confession of his fear. An admission of guilt.

Luz’s eyes narrow, knowing: Perhaps not.

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“Em?” Olivia slowly approaches him. “I… don’t really know how to ask this. So… I’m just going to ask.” She kneels down in front of him where he sits. “Do you think… I can actually do it?” 

Somewhere deep down, his is the opinion that matters most to her. She’s always believed she can, nothing has deterred her, but he knows her, and the task ahead, better than most.

For Emrys, this has plagued him endlessly, yet the answer is clear as day as soon as she asks the words out loud.

“Yes.” It sounds like a weight comes off his shoulders, accompanied by a mournful pain in the absence of that weight. “And that… terrifies me. Because then, you’ll have your heart back. And, eventually you’ll die…"

His words are slow and faltering, despite how he tries to affect them with an air of flippancy - there is no mistaking the weight of his fears.

"And I’ll just be left, waiting, for another Arisen, and another dragon…” He opens his mouth a few times to continue, but lets the thread dangle before picking up another. “I just want these days with you to go on… forever.”

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the Fire and the Fury

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Loved having them run around on a mini trip, just the two of them. Ever a sucker for the "when I look at you, you look away" trope which they emoted out pretty perfectly. 😭💘

(Also the first and second shot, I'm used to seeing them looking at the Arisen and blushing, but when I twirled my camera around to look at his face while his back was to her I was surprised to see him just smiling and blushing to himself, like omg you looooove her so muuuuch 🤣)

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Sometimes they bicker and get on each others nerves, but there's nothing worse than when they both go silent, as if some wall went up between them...

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this picrew was so much fun! was tagged by @bearlytolerant, thank you! "bad" endings included 😌💖

(also I always think Emrys should have a lip scar but I can't actually spare an extra scar slot in-game sadly.)

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😳 HEY BUDDY. REWIND TO THE 'SUPPING' PART?

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Oh look, I have an actual -

WEDNESDAY WIP

Amazing, groundbreaking. I was possessed by this video at 3am. (Though it does not quite get to the heart of the matter (yet) lol.)

this is a little spicier, I've written a lot of smut tbh but I've got a bit of burnout about writing it + while surprisingly coming out of general writing burnout so I'm toeing a fine line here.

working title: restraint.

“You… want me to tie you up?” Sitting on the edge of the bed in her nightgown, Olivia paused in combing her hair, blinking slowly at him. 

“Why not?” Emrys shrugged, looking more prince than pawn lounged back into the heaps of pillows at the head of the bed. His hair was still dewy from their bath, his robe more off than on. “Figured it might be fun. You ever tried it before?”

“I have.” She answered slowly, continuing to brush her long, damp hair as she recalled perhaps two whole instances of any sort of bondage in the bedroom. “Wasn’t  for me, really, being the restrainee, but I did learn a thing or two about how 'tis… done.” 

A partial lie. She was hardly confident in her knowledge of the ‘intricacies’ of the art, but it couldn’t have been that difficult, could it…? 

“Why am I not surprised.” Emrys chuckled, shaking his head. “Bull-headed Olivia, hating to be tied down or restrained? No, hardly surprising at all.”

She rolled her eyes, but smiled. His supposed ‘insults’ hardly seemed as such when they sounded so familiar and affectionate. 

“And you?” 

“Never.”

“You’re kidding.” She scoffed.

“What? Is that truly so surprising?” 

She thought about it for a moment, about his obstinacy and stubbornness. As much of a hedonist as he could be, and as much as he went along with the flow, he also stalwartly avoided anything that might assert any sort of ‘control’ over him. 

“Hmm, I guess not…” She conceded at first. And then: “I don’t know, perhaps? Kind of?” 

Emrys snorted. “Who else in this world or any other would I have trusted in such a position?” 

Her brows rose, the light in her eyes sparking, and he was quick to cut her off before she could speak.

“Don’t think too deeply about that. Can’t we just get on with some kinky shit without analyzing it?”

‘Usually’, she wanted to say, but there was so much to unpack here. He would be relinquishing his fiercely guarded control to her, after all. She knew what that meant, she understood the sort of trust it conveyed. How was she not supposed to reflect on it? 

“O-liv-i-a.” There was amusement in the scolding growl of his voice, as he shifted up and moved towards her, a predators glint in his dark amber eyes. 

“What? Yes?” She laughed and leaned away from him. That was the answer he wanted, right? 

But then his hands were gripping her waist, and with all the ease in the world he lifted her up and tossed her back into the pillows where he’d laid not a moment ago -  her hairbrush clattered to the floor somewhere uselessly.

A warmth in her chest cracked and spilled over, laughter flowing as he crawled over her, covering her body with his. His teeth nipped along her shoulder and neck, muffling another growl.

“Stop. Thinking.” 

She couldn’t help but to laugh more, her hands pressed to the expanse of his chest in the briefest resistance, before sliding up along his shoulders and neck to tangle in his hair. Pressing her head back into the silken pillows she opened her neck to his kisses and bites alike.

“I don’t know if I can help it.” She teased in the faux, fawning timbre of a whine, her laughter split by a low sigh. His hand glided up between her legs, bunching aside her nightgown. “Mm, besides, we’d need rope.”

Emrys clicked his tongue, momentarily and ever-so-slightly averted from his course by a touch of indignation. “I have plenty of rope.”

She snorted, laughter quickly cutting off into a quiet moan as he pressed his fingers gently against her with slow, teasing touches.

“I’m not tying you up with that- they…” she swallowed, biting her lip a moment to orient herself, despite her hips pressing up against his hand coaxingly. “They do make special rope for these things… Soft like silk, so they don’t hurt so much.”

She could feel his teeth bared in a grin against the soft of her throat. 

“You think I’m afraid of a little pain or discomfort?” The tip of his nose trailed up her chin, as he lifted himself up to look her in the eye proper.  “I don’t mind you leaving a few marks on me, Livia.” 

She opened her mouth- and a far less-restrained moan broke out in place of words as his fingers dipped deeper. 

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