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it’s pride! ask merith to kiss you. he’ll gladly accept, even if he’s confused about why people are asking for kisses

#stcrmswithskin #//tagging the wife to summon her here

If, despite relentless blue, despite snow, you dared to hold me / and I dared to be held

Aria Aber, from “Inventory of Lost Conditionals,” Hard Damage (via weltenwellen)

#you looked at death & saw what you had to do // arelia #i don’t mind if you want to hold onto me tight // merith x arelia

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𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 ♥︎

#you looked at death & saw what you had to do // arelia #queue me like a star

@stcrmswithskin

“Constance, how can you say you love me? Hm?”

He eyed her carefully. The way she sprawled onto her side, sheets bunched at her waist now that she’d propped herself up. The way she pretended to pout and look forlornly at him, her very heart breaking in her chest in his absence.

It was all a ploy and she knew it would work on him. It was why she did it. She also knew he saw right through it, would shake his head at her shenanigans, and that his “scolding” would always be exactly what she wanted.

“Here I am trying to remake this shattered empire into a united realm of independent states, and you’re over there looking like that. Unbelievable.”

He tossed his pen onto the desk with an exaggerated scoff, rising from his chair and tugging his shirt over his head so that he might sleep comfortably once she inevitably pinned him to the mattress and used her sorcery to trance him into sleep. Or so he told everyone she did.

“Constance Staple, the woman distracting our hard working emperor with her feminine wiles and her foreign magics, whatever unknown substances she surely must slip into his tea. I can practically hear the gossip now. And just what do you have to say for yourself?” He asked, kissing her forehead as he crawled over her to his side.

#stcrmswithskin #connie tag tbt #//rip still no connie tag