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( My last finals are today, and then it’s over for all of you. )
( Going to go binge season three and then I’ll start updating my blog! Stay tuned. )
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accurate.
hatereigned.
“Don’t you think that’s the last thing you should be worried about at the moment?”
❝Really? And here I was, thinking you were looking for a ‘solution’ to our current predicament.❞
‘ do you forgive yourself? ‘
no. next question.
Hidden Sun
tinkeringfire.
Tinker was confused. He figured the king hadn’t believed him, so why was he..?
He had a bad feeling about this. That bad feeling only got worse as he looked down at the compass while following the king, only to find they were going in the opposite direction. He almost gave a distressed whine, but Harrow speaking seemed to save him.”Well, with all do respect your majesty, everyone everywhere knows your name. “ At least he had planned a name and everything before he left..
“My name’s Caine.”
That earned a genuine laugh. Harrow crossed his hands behind his back, walking slowly so as to give them more time to talk. ❝I suppose so. It’s a bit difficult to be a monarch if no one knows who you are.❞ The man at his side seemed fidgety, his demeanor shifting as they continued on - almost as if he had in fact intended to find something, and was being dragged further and further from it. Interesting...
❝Caine. A strong name, Caine. What brings you to the castle, if I may ask?❞
Hidden Sun
tinkeringfire.
Tinker near jumped out of his skin when he was spoken to. He turned and looked at the one he knew from the many paintings and images to be King Harrow. One of the ones Runaan was sent to kill.
Half of him was ready to throw down right there. The other half knew one simple sunfire smith who was armed with a dagger, a compass, and a few pendants would not last long in a fight against multiple human guards. He’d have to bluff his way out of this. “Oh, uh, your majesty. I- Uh… Yeah…” Easy to say, he was nervous. “I’m looking for the…” Fuck. “Bathrooms?”
Not exactly the most convincing lie, but he’d heard worse. Harrow smiled and stepped closer, ignoring the sounds of protest from his guards as he waved them off. He’d play along for now, he decided, figure out what exactly this stranger was really after - and he was more likely to talk if he felt less threatened.
❝Then follow me,❞ he said, gesturing forward down the hall he’d just turned down, ❝I’ll guide you there. The palace can be a bit of a maze if you are new to it, and I have some spare time.❞ A few steps more, and he turned back to the stranger, ❝Forgive me, but you know my name, and I don’t know yours.❞
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Tinker uneasily walked through the halls, clutching the procidat deceptionem pendant around his neck. Moon. It made him seem human to those around him, which is exactly what he needed in order to sneak through the added security around the castle.
The king hadn’t died, nor had the prince. Runaan never returned, nor did Rayla. At least Rayla was well… Runaan’s lotus had begun to wilt so Tinker had panicked and decided to take matters into his own hands.
He was but a simple smith, but for Runaan he would be that and so much more.
Things had been tense since the assassination attempt, to say the very least. It had been rare for the king to have a moment of peace before, and now? Guards were always at his back, and advisers constantly in his ear asking about plans for retaliation. It was exhausting, this war. Harrow only wanted for it to be over, for his sons to have a safe home to return to.
And, especially now, finding an unfamiliar face in the halls raised a few alarms.
He seemed an ordinary man, at first glance. But there was something about him, about how on edge, cautious, he was, that had Harrow freezing in his steps. ❝You seem lost,❞ he called to the stranger, the crownsguard behind him immediately at attention.
CERYS. something that’s been stuck on my mind all day - harrow’s absolutely a distinguished bi.
lovereigned.
❛ the baker? no, i couldn’t fathom a reason why he’d want to see me. ❜ a mouthful of a jelly tart definitely wasn’t any reason to suggest she’d stolen them. she savors the flavor a moment before innocent eyes locked on skeptical husband. ❛ if he didn’t see me, he can’t blame me — ❜
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A rather pointed look was given first to his wife, then to the sweet in her hand, and back to Sarai. ❝Not the foggiest clue,❞ Harrow replies, voice monotone. While he was glad to see her happy, being sought out by a rather irate baker wasn’t exactly the highlight of his day. His frown breaks into an amused smile at her insistence, a chuckle under his breath, ❝Just please tell me Harold didn’t help you - again.❞
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“Ah–my apologies, I probably should have explained from the beginning. I’ve been working on some enchantments that should–I hope–make for better, more effective armor for our soldiers.”
Viren gestured down to the tunic he wore, fitted loosely over his regular tunic.
“These fibers are woven with a mixture of powdered basilisk scales, among other various spellcasting components.” He’d had to take up weaving in order to produce this prototype, as none of the court-appointed seamstresses had the stomach to try, but that was besides the point. And in any case, it was true that any job worth doing was worth doing yourself. “If I’ve adjusted the proportions appropriately, and been successful in casting the enchantment, this tunic should have a shock distribution effect that will minimize the impact of any direct blunt force. In order to know if it’s successful, however, I need to test it in action.”
He glanced pointedly at Harrow, then down at his fists.
“One good punch to the gut should suffice.”
❝Viren...❞ Harrow started, before thinking better of it with a heavy sigh. While he had his reservations, and likely always would where any dark magic was concerned, Viren had made some advancements in the past.
His eyes follow his friend’s gesture, admittedly amused by the thought of the mage sitting at a loom to make this... Well, it looked like a regular tunic. Maybe a bit loose, a bit sloppily woven, but a regular tunic. Harrow can’t be quite sure, but if this was magical, shouldn’t it look a bit more... Interesting? Turning his attention back to Viren, he sighed again, defeated. ❝You’re really not giving me another choice, are you? This better work.❞
He really, really hoped it would work.
The king hesitated, noticing the rather pointed look Viren gave him. No, he really wasn’t getting out of this one. He sighed again, before balling his fist and swinging, aimed for just under Viren’s ribs.
❛ was i made from a broken mold? ❜
❝I don’t believe so, no.❞ The king sat across from the young elf, hands in his lap. He maybe should have been more on edge with her here, but... His sons trusted her, so he would, too. ❝From what I’ve gathered, you listened to Callum and Ezran when Ez found something, you helped them bring the egg all this way, you spared them because you knew they were to be a part of something bigger. You’re not made from a broken mold, and just maybe, you’re not made from the same mold as your comrades at all.❞
“I need you to do me a favor, Your Majesty. Hit me as hard as you can." (testing dark magic enchantments??? testing dark magic enchantments. but also what he deserves tbh)
❝Uh... Viren?❞ Though there might have been times Harrow thought about doing just what was now being asked of him, that was when he was a younger, more hot blooded man. ❝Forgive me for asking, but how is that a favor?❞
“And they all lived happily ever after or I hope they did. I didn’t even read the book.”
❝You didn’t read the book, but you’re recounting the story to me?❞ Harrow asked with a barely contained laugh. ❝Well, regardless, you have a talent for storytelling.❞
DON’T LOOK AT ME // SENTENCE PROMPTS PT.1.
note: some have been edited for clarity. feel free to alter the pronouns to fit. access part 2 here.
COPYCAT.
❛ don’t be kind. ❜ ❛ i’m your crime. ❜ ❛ watch your tone. ❜ ❛ don’t be cautious. ❜ ❛ you’re just a clone. ❜ ❛ you better love me. ❜ ❛ push my button anytime. ❜ ❛ you just crossed the line. ❜ ❛ by the way , you’ve been uninvited. ❜ ❛ i don’t belong to anyone , but everybody knows my name ❜ ❛ you’ve got your finger on the trigger , but your trigger finger’s mine ❜
idontwannabeyouanymore.
❛ show , never tell. ❜ ❛ i know you too well. ❜ ❛ we’ve made every mistake. ❜ ❛ was i made from a broken mold? ❜ ❛ only you know the way that I break. ❜ ❛ i just wish you could feel what you say. ❜ ❛ if teardrops could be bottled , there’d be swimming pools filled by models. ❜
my boy.
❛ my boy’s being sus. ❜ ❛ he’s such a pretty liar. ❜ ❛ my boy’s an ugly crier. ❜ ❛ if you want a good girl , then goodbye. ❜ ❛ my boy don’t love me like he promised. ❜ ❛ you want me to be yours? well then you gotta be mine. ❜
watch.
❛ your love feels so fake. ❜ ❛ see what you wanna see. ❜ ❛ i’ll sit and watch your car burn. ❜ ❛ go ahead & watch my heart burn. ❜ ❛ my heart skips eight beats at once. ❜ ❛ when you fantasize , am i your fantasy? ❜ ❛ when you close your eyes , do you picture me? ❜ ❛ if we were meant to be , we would have been by now. ❜ ❛ when you call my name , do you think i’ll come running? ❜