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@bardbattleda
i’m gonna be archiving and moving this blog.
i just really need to get rid of some things here, and slim down my mutuals -- i don’t interact with a lot of you, and i’m still following a lot of inactive blogs. my tags are messy, i’m struggling with threads... yeah.
mutuals: please like this post if you’d like me to follow you from the new blog when it’s totally set up. if you don’t, i won’t -- there will absolutely be no hard feelings! i wish everyone well in their future endeavors.
msktfired.
@bardbattled asked: “ did you bring in a token from home? ”
“ i did. i brought a rosary given to me by my then true love isabelle. i wore it around my neck during my games. afterwards, i was given a crucifix by anne. because i prayed over every person i killed. ” despite his games having been many years ago now he is still one of the most feared victors out there. a deadly assassin in his games with a kill rate higher than most. it’s why he makes it his job to welcome in new victors and teach them how the games work. “ did you? i must admit i was only paying attention to my own districts’s tributes. it’s easier to handle that way. ”
❝ i did. ❞ elsie can’t blame him for not having paid any mind to her during her games -- after all, she wasn’t a player, not really. her odds of survival had been one of the lowest. no one had thought anything of her at all until the final cannon had been fired, and she stood victorious... merely surviving in hiding until the end of her games, merely winning by accident. ❝ my brother, he gave me a... little wooden fish. ❞
slightlybrcken.
“ learned from the best. ” elsie is a very romantic person. she enjoys this a lot. which makes him want to do it more. her fingers in his hair makes him smile even more. when they first met he would stiffen at such contact since people only touched his hair to pull it. hence why he kept it short. now, the curls are longer and he trusts she won’t hurt him. as he won’t hurt her. “ i love you. i really do. ”
❝ i know you do, jared. ❞ their relationship has been a bit of a whirlwind, and the skeptical archaeologist has a reputation with romance -- but she doesn’t doubt for a moment that he loves her. there is no need to second guess him. there’s a connection between them that she doesn’t understand, not fully. ❝ i love you too. and i know you’re just... worried about me, seeing as you don’t much care for magic & superstition. ❞
slightlybrcken.
he kisses her softly with a bright smile. she’s here. she loves him. it’s all he needs in life. nothing else matters now. though, his growing relationship with holly does help a lot. everything is so much better now they’re together. “ i love you. ”
it’s a soft kiss, one that doesn’t linger for much longer than necessary -- and when she pulls back, they’re both wearing smiles. her fingers brush across his cheek and she studies his expression, pleased at what she sees there. ❝ i love you too. and i always will. ❞
slightlybrcken.
now he is gone from his heart. ciar no longer waits in his dreams and comes when flynn can’t fight. no, now he is alone. the feeling is strange but he prefers it to having his body taken over by the other half of him. he nods tiredly. “ i locked him away and only my blood can break his bonds now. he cannot hurt us any longer. ”
❝ he cannot. it’s all over now. please, flynn... you need to rest. i will not leave your side, i swear. ❞ her husband can contact aurora and arrange for her to reach them. elsie needs to be at her brother’s side through his recovery. he must have been through so much -- it’s her turn to be strong for him.
i’m gonna be archiving and moving this blog.
i just really need to get rid of some things here, and slim down my mutuals – i don’t interact with a lot of you, and i’m still following a lot of inactive blogs. my tags are messy, i’m struggling with threads… yeah.
mutuals: please like this post if you’d like me to follow you from the new blog when it’s totally set up. if you don’t, i won’t – there will absolutely be no hard feelings! i wish everyone well in their future endeavors.
i’m gonna be archiving and moving this blog.
i just really need to get rid of some things here, and slim down my mutuals – i don’t interact with a lot of you, and i’m still following a lot of inactive blogs. my tags are messy, i’m struggling with threads… yeah.
mutuals: please like this post if you’d like me to follow you from the new blog when it’s totally set up. if you don’t, i won’t – there will absolutely be no hard feelings! i wish everyone well in their future endeavors.
i’m gonna be archiving and moving this blog.
i just really need to get rid of some things here, and slim down my mutuals – i don’t interact with a lot of you, and i’m still following a lot of inactive blogs. my tags are messy, i’m struggling with threads… yeah.
mutuals: please like this post if you’d like me to follow you from the new blog when it’s totally set up. if you don’t, i won’t – there will absolutely be no hard feelings! i wish everyone well in their future endeavors.
lanternfreed.
“ ISN’T IT JUST SO PRETTY TO THINK all along there was some invisible string tying you to me? ”
@bardbattled
❝ destiny is a pretty special thing. ❞ elsie likes to believe that her life is guided along by those invisible strings, and knowing this particular one has guided her to rapunzel... that’s all the proof she needs.
heavenlyraged.
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐉𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍, shifting with uneasy, unsure. ❛ I don’t want to look like a fool. ❜ Then she felt gentle fingers brush against her bicep, just beneath the braided cord that wrapped around her arm. Her soft touch luring her focus back to the female, with her playful smile and INTOXICATING voice. A simple ’ please? ’ was enough to pull her heart away from her anxieties. ❛ Okay. ❜ She breathed, taking the bard’s hand in her own. Her tension relaxed, her arm extended out fully, her legs held in place for a second as she placed her tankard on the bar behind her before taking her first step towards the crowd, led by her companion, trusting her. ❛ Can we stay towards the edge? I don’t want to TRAMPLE anyone. ❜
❝ you, look like a fool? there’s no chance of that. ❞ the smile that takes over elsie’s features at her acquiescence is radiant in the extreme. it can only grow in strength when she feels yasha’s hand in her own. she laces their fingers together and waits with only a small amount of patience for her to finish her drink. as soon as it’s been deposited on the bar, she begins to tug yasha with her. her request is listened to with a nod. ❝ you won’t -- but we can, that’s alright. ❞
I’D CALL YOU ATLAS, BUT HE WASN’T GIVEN A CHOICE TO HOLD THE STARS. 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄.
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slightlybrcken.
“ i would hope so. i got a handsome face. ” he lives off his flying ability and quick wits. as a man often working alone out among the stars he needs it. his squadron needs him to be good at what he does. and no one is a better pilot than poe dameron. “ you are a shorty. but that means you can sneak under stuff easier than us. bb uses that to his advantage all the time. ”
❝ oh, you do -- but that’s not where i was going with that. ❞ it’s impossible not to notice he’s very pleasant to look at. it’s also impossible not to have just the faintest hint of rose on her cheeks when he gives her that slightly cocky smile. she scrunches her nose slightly in response to his teasing, even if he’s complimenting her at the same time. ❝ i guess that’s true. bb and i could get into a whole lot of mischief together. ❞
slightlybrcken.
he doesn’t know what the gods hold in store for him but he knows that they will not let him go without completing his destiny. whatever it is he must do. regardless of the consequences. despite her fear of his death it is just part of the code. “ i don’t know why i need it but i can’t stop dreaming about it. ”
❝ we’ll figure it out. ❞ she does fear his death. jared is the single most important person in her life, and she can’t imagine what her life would be like without him in it. elsie can’t stop him from following his path, though -- she knows that. it would be asking him to deny a part of who he is. she can’t. maybe that’s why she spends so much time letting her fingers wander his skin; one day she might not be able to do this again.
this is balcony-sittin’ weather.
forgttntime.
— If there was something he knew to pick up on, it was the subtly. He wasn’t the only one who hid things behind a smile, and he certainly was aware of that. Looking at her for a moment- watching as that smile dropped ever so slightly, so did his. It was just a second. A silent observation that this was rough for her. It was a silent promise to himself that he would do what he could to help. Bleeding hearts, that’s what he had. Bleeding hearts.
❝ Well, who said we have to turn around ? Lets get you home , eh ? ❞
With that, his smile returned, and he jumped ahead of her. Test the gravity and the planet’s surface level materials. Looking around, he pointed at the sun, and down to the ground. Rough estimate for the placement and… Spinning one more time, he pointed off in a random direction.
❝ I have no idea what direction we should be heading in . ❞
❝ what? wait, but -- there’s no telling how long of a journey that could be! ❞ surprise layers her voice. elsie’s gaze watches him almost incredulously as he... well, as he starts forward, performs what she can only understand as a bizarre little ritual, and then simply decides on a direction. ironically enough, it’s the very direction she’s been headed in: west. her home is on the west coast of faerun, so her hope is that if she simply continues heading that way, she’ll simply stumble into familiar territory.
that could very well be a sign. elsie does have a habit of believing in destiny.
❝ you could be stuck on the road with me for months. ❞ this man, this very kind man, should know what he’s getting himself into. he should know she has no idea how far away home is. he should know that she’s bad luck. ❝ it -- it’s probably dangerous. i... i’m dangerous. ❞
bgdnw.
AMUSEMENT TIPS ACROSS HIS CHEEKS , turning them upwards despite the nature of her words . ❝that’s what your fists are for . or shouting for me .❞
❝ my fists? wolfie, look at me -- i’m miniature. ❞ engaging in fisticuffs with very large, very beefy drunks doesn’t exactly seem like the smartest idea. that’s why she’s absolutely done it once or twice. ❝ besides, here you are. ❞
