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A childhood friend from Nibelheim. 🥰🌷

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I'll come back when it's over,

No need to say goodbye.

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23 Tiny Wishes, 89 Letters to the Sky. 💌🌸

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Your OC(s) as a flower

Thank you @introvertedfangrl for the tag!!

This is so cute >_<

Naera Laidir: Bird of Paradise symbolises freedom, joy, and paradise itself. It often represents beauty, magnificence, and excitement, and is associated with tropical, exotic vibes. It can signify faithfulness and love, especially in long-term partnerships.

Lilya de Riva: Purple Orchid symbolises admiration, respect, dignity, and royalty (Viago is our Shadow King, then she must be the shadow princess… or court jester) It often conveys elegance, success, and deep admiration, a popular choice for honoring someone's heartfelt appreciation.

Audney Ingellvar: Yellow Peony symbolises prosperity, good fortune, and new beginnings. It can also represent joy, happiness, positive energy and often associated with spring and renewal.

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Fan Art for @serensama’s Illario x Rook Fan Fic ‘BURN’.

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Just a cheeky reblog

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i draw zerith whenever i get reminded of them ;~;

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i draw zerith whenever i get reminded of them ;~;

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A Word with Friends: Davrin Week edition

Thankfully this week's word actually fell in line with prompt for the day- Day 4, "Grey Wardens"... kinda... slightly... if you squint. I will still be using this word to write for the Illarook ongoing story I have because I have issues and need to :D

Thank you @hedwigoprah and @davrinsleftpectoral for this week's word, it is wonderful!

Rules: Use the challenge word to write a sentence or scene and then tag a few friends. Happy writing! 

I included definitions from multiple sources. Anytime I see the word for the week, that is something I do, to really get a feel for the word, so I thought I’d share my research with the class.

This week's word is susurration Noun the indistinct sound of people whispering whispering, murmuring, or rustling. “The susurration of the river.” In modern usage, we use the word to name a gentle sound characterised by a soft murmuring, persistent whispering, rustling, or even a barely audible buzzing.

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He held her close because if he did not, he feared he’d fall away from the world entirely, lost to reality, lost to the Blight. 

Ever since the fall of Weisshaupt, he had difficulty sleeping. The song in his ear distorted, unfamiliar and unsettling. The susurration of the garbled song he could only faintly make out in his dreams was a constant reminder of what happened in the Anderfels. And what could happen to the world. 

Grier woke herself up with a cry, her arm reaching out to grab something in the air. “-Mmhphf! Don’t you touch my candies, Jerric! My mum sent them to me special!” She found herself sitting up and staring into the eyes of a confused gryphon, blinking at her curiously. “Ah shit, I was dreaming.” “Mhmm, and what a dream too,” Davrin said, trying to sound as casual as possible. “What with that- Jerric, was it? - Stealing your candies, huh? Must have been some hell of a sweet.” She swatted him playfully and wriggled back into the warmth of the covers and slipped into his hold, an arm thrown over him in an embrace. “Of course. My mother sent over Carastian candy, and Jerric was always in my rations, the little prick.”

“And you let him get away with it?” he asked, one corner of his mouth tugging into a grin, his free hand playing with the curls around her temple. She felt so safe nestled beside him, in their quiet corner of the Fade, but she knew it was not quite the same for her favourite Grey Warden. “No, I made sure I added chilli powder to the top layer. Little sneak was always stealing them quickly as he passed by; he never had a chance to look at them when he popped them into his mouth lest I catch him and froze his dick off.” Davrin snorted. She probably would have done it, too. “So, after all was said and done, I’m assuming he went around the camp screaming for water.” “Damn right!” she snorted, patting Davrin on his bare chest. “He hid the candy in his pocket to save them for later, thinking he was playing it smart because I was close by. Unfortunately for him, he had an itchy eye, and he hadn’t wiped his hand… Have you ever seen a soldier try to drink from his eyeballs? It’s bloody hilarious.” He chuckled and twirled his favourite lock of hair just behind her right ear, pretty brown eyes focused on her mouth as she spoke. “You are a frightening woman, Rook.” She kissed his jaw and smiled at him. “Glad you know it… so let me guess… you’ve not slept a wink?” Davrin paused and contemplated lying to her; he hated it when she worried; she had enough on her plate without worrying about him and his problems. But he knew her better than he knew himself at times, and he knew she would know he had lied - and he didn’t have it in him to fight with her. The woman could talk (argue) underwater whenever given the proper motivation. He shook his head and tried to distract her by pulling her closer for a kiss. 

A hand was wedged between them, her seafoam eyes staring at him filled with concern. He prepared himself for a lecture about how warriors needed their rest, that if he was going to be any help to them in the future, he needed to be on his game- especially with that abomination barely sleeping, at least one of them needed to be relied upon to watch Rook’s back. It should be his eyes, not the demon’s, to ensure her safety. 

Instead, she rolled over on her stomach and perched her chin on his stomach, her head slowly moving up and down with his breaths. “Oh, Dav… I’m sorry. I wish I could make it easier… but losing your comrades in arms in battle like that… It’s never easy. Especially not like it was in Weisshaupt. How can I help?” 

Right. Those were his thoughts that he always wrestled against, amplified tenfold since the tragic loss of so many fellow wardens. Rook would never measure his worth by his capacity to be useful or by his ability to fight and watch her back. That was all him. “You’re already doing it,” he answered, hands skimming over her bare shoulders. “You’re here. You remind me that there’s still a battle to fight. To win. You keep me grounded in this place where not even the sky is real. Your words are what help me forget whatever it is that tries to whisper in my ear out there.” Her eyes softened at her lover’s words, the only man who had ever been able to meet her fire and her steel, melt her down and make her stronger, but not sharper, tempered but not tamed - oh she was oh so close to telling him she lov-

“You look like you got something to say to me, Rook,” he grinned, somehow able to read her mind. Probably something to do with honing his instincts by working with wild animals, she thought to herself. “Hey, I’m all ears if you want to go for another round or two if you can’t sleep.” She laughed, a bright but rich sound that filled the room with a warmth he would never get sick of. “Perhaps spending all that time with Emmrich is turning you into less of a halla-whisperer and more of a spirit-whisperer. Maybe what you’re picking up on isn’t me at all, but all the spirits watching us fool around in this room without you knowing.” 

“That is not even funny, Rook.” “Wasn’t meant to be funny, just a theory really. But you are right, Davrin. There is something I wanted to say.” 

He gestured for her to speak, staying quiet for her to continue. Grier crawled on top of him and kissed his chin, then the tip of his nose and then under his jaw, having far too much fun at his somewhat vexed expression. She pressed a long kiss on his mouth, giggling when his hand held her firmly to him from the back of her head. 

When they finally drew apart, he offered her one of the most beautiful smiles she had ever seen, his fingers back in her hair again. “So what is it Rook, what does my great and wonderful leader need to say to this lowly Grey Warden?” 

“Go to sleep.” She shuffled back down and lay on him, pinching his sides when he let out a soft ‘oof’ at her weight, knowing the man was just stirring her. She really did… have very strong feelings for this man. Grier rested her head upon his twin scars, heart under her ear, strong and steady. His laughter rolled in his chest, and she closed her eyes, the sound of his breaths evening out and his body relaxing under her, letting her know that now she had helped calm the storm in his mind, and whatever murmured to him in there, could not reach him when she was in his arms. 

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Galleon [Granblue]

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This weeks WIP

Galleon from Granblue

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Love whatever tf they had going on

BONUS DOODLES! The night Henry discovers Antonius is Pious after weeks of slowly growing close to one another. Pious is oblivious to Henry's realisation and falls asleep, Henry on the other hand is heartbroken + sad headpats.

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Baiken [Guilty Gear]

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I’m sitting in our home office as I’m actually “working”- and my husband @turnbaseddave has said he’s gonna try to make me some new fancy egg recipe. He comes in minutes later, as a joke, with a bowl full of microwaved scrambled eggs.

I, horrified, stared at it and could not disguise my distaste. He knows I hate microwaved eggs.

Dave: “Hahaha just kidding, yours is still being made.”

Me: “Oh thank goodness! Because I love you… but… no.”

Dave, clutching pearls: “No?! Fine! You can’t have any of my leathery eggs!”

Me- dying- because leathery eggs just sounds like another euphemism for balls.

What a way to start my Tuesday.

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WIP Wednesday

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Okay so I have managed to write a little bit of three wips and have no fucks left to give this week soooooo

I'm a Midnight Rider:

Ceren had learned him well by now, and he frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

The words were stuck in his throat. For a moment, Ceren tilting his head with concern. So Davrin finally told him.

“I need more Ceren. This isn’t…it’s not enough any more. I love you.”

Ceren stared at him, eyes widening, then he turned away and shook his head.

“Davrin we can’t. You know that. Don’t ruin a good thing.”

It hurt. Damned if it didn’t hurt. His heart ached.

“Why am I not enough? Why isn’t this enough?”

The Last Train to Nowhere:

She climbed onto the wooden platform and her brace caught and she tripped straight into a pair of solid arms.

“Careful hermosa, it would be a shame to see one such as you get hurt.”

Rook looked into his face and one blue eye gleamed back from a handsome face, though he had a fresh bruise over the other and it had swollen shut. Her skin flushed even worse and she pulled away hastily. She’d gotten used to her injury. She had. That didn’t make it easier at times like this.

“Ah…thank you.” She forced a smile on her face. “Seems like you could use some protection yourself.”

His smile was too wide, edging into something more dangerous. “Don’t worry about me…?’

“Ah, Rook.” She offered her hand.  

He took it, folding her hand into both of his. “A pleasure. Call me Illario if you wish. You’re new in town no? I would have remembered the likes of you.”

“Is it that obvious?” Rook laughed and pulled away again.

Something was off about him. That false smile was a brittle as ice, and his fine clothes had seen better days. But he kept up his easy tone.

“I know what that’s like. Me and my cousin.” He said the word cousin like it tasted foul. “We came here from Antiva with our grandmother.”

Ilario’s eyes drifted off on to the horizon then he turned back to her with a practiced wink.

“Ah! But enough about me! Watch yourself Rook.”

She frowned, wondering what else she might find in this strange town in the middle of nowhere, and walked through the swinging doors.

Untitled Princess Carolyn Project:

The sky was filled with ash, the stagnant wind carrying that rotten smell of death Davrin had come to know like an old friend. The sunset was bloody and brilliant, indifferent to the dead beneath it. His muscles ached after a long day of fighting followed by trying to find the injured and the lost. He was covered in filth and sweat and blood, his hair thick with it as he moved in out of the infirmary tents.  All these years of fighting, and he’d never grown used to the sound.

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