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[feyras]

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𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒     :     (under co)

[feyras]

revamp ??

[highladyvanserra]

Azriel Shadowsinger 🦇

by tonyviento on Instagram

[visionhcld]

          it would be a lie to say that he is well-adjusted to his new life in the night court so soon after his arrival.  it is, after all, a far cry from his once-home, now lost to him.  it is in ruins, he reminds himself, the spring court.  still, he cannot—  and would never—  deny how kind its people have been to him…  and to so many others, he notes.  the war continues to give them not shortage of refugees.

          he is intentional in his work, has purposely remained busy using his well-honed skills as a trained medic.  yet even so, there remains a nagging feeling, a shadow lurking at the corners of his vision and the edges of his mind.  it is new, frightening perhaps…  and so, he chooses to ignore it.

          and then, suddenly, he can’t.  it is not their first meeting, far from it, in fact.  however, this is the first time they have spoken, properly at least.  his usefulness has brought him to the forefront of the night court’s battles rather quickly, despite his origins.  and so, it is unsurprising that he has come into contact with the high lord’s finest, his closest friends.

          this one, though…  is different.  he can smell it somehow, feel it.  more than once, he has found himself glancing about a crowded room to see if anyone else notices.  and now, he is confronted with it, that strangeness.  and despite the lack of personal space, there is relief to be found in that approach, a discovery that is stranger still.

          if his allegiance is to be put to question, he will not stand for it.  no.  he’s doing all he can.  but if he has to do so, fine;  he’ll prove it.  that is not what the so-called shadowsinger wants, however…  he feels it, too, it seems.  and braska’s eyes go wide with a horrible sort of surprise as it dawns on him, that realization.  uncomfortably, he silently shifts.

          he tries to find his footing, then, to deny it.  but of course, they both know that would be a lie.  he can’t.  and he is, quite honestly, far too selfish to feign disinterest when he so desperately wants answers.  and this man might have some;  he can see it in his eyes.  no, he won’t deny it.

          “ you’re serious? ”  he asks, the question quiet, unsure.  of course, he is, braska knows.  his reputation proceeds him;  the high lord’s spymaster does not have time to waste on something trivial.  “ how…  did you know? ”

          it’s a simple question, he hopes.  a part of him, though, already knows the answer.  and without thinking about it, he looks to find his own shadow reaching forward, out.  his mouth drops.  “ i…  i mean no disrespect, but i’m a healer.  i’m no soldier…  i’m not a warrior like you. ”  what could i possibly do with this?  he doesn’t know, but he’s going to find out.  he has to know—

           i have to.

for @feyras;  from here!

[feyras]

𝐀𝐙𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 . his instinct and ability to silently understand people was something that singled him out from others within the inner circle ( though , in fairness , each of them within the inner circle possessed their own type of unique strength ) . it granted him the position of spymaster of the night court , a title which was both a curse and a blessing . yet , as he looks at braska he can't help but find himself at a dead end . there was an overwhelming amount of information the healer gave away ; the way his feet shifted when confronted with the unknown , the muted gaze as he looked around them , or the feigned disinterest in his voice were only a few things he had picked up on . however , none explained the shadows that ebbed from the confines of his soul .

the healer was an enigma . azriel's shadows had never once recognized something of the like . in his five hundred and forty years on prythian they had not once pulled him towards that invisible tether which now lulled him to braska . it was a strange feeling albeit a familiar one . once , when he had been but a boy , he had shied away from the unknown . he sees that same hesitation in braska now . it wasn't unnatural to be wary of what one didn't understand , though unlike himself , there was someone to guide him . ❛ we aren't born warriors , ❜ he says pointedly , the corners of his lips pulling threadbare as he silently thinks to himself , ' unless you're cassian . ' the shadows curling around him dance like a black flame around him , the dark wisps jumping from around his arms and then around braska almost happily . ❛ i wasn't . ❜ there's a hint of sorrow in his voice , hazel eyes faltering with some emotion as memories of his horrid childhood play in his mind .

he lifts a hand up , his eyes studying the burns on them as he turns them slowly . long fingers flex before curling into a fist . azriel lifts his gaze to meet with braska's , a brow raising in mild curiosity . ❛ we've been given an opportunity to become something greater . does the darkness scare you , braska ? ❜

[feyras]

what if i came back

[flourish-of-steel]

Nidstinien colored

[visionhcld]

try and keep up— the words land just before the man's lance and with it a brilliant clang of steel-on-steel. and aymeric huffs, eyes narrowing with a sudden sense of focus as he just manages to block the strike and hold steady against the azure dragoons forcefulness. the man means business, yes, though the strength behind that strike is not yet full.; this is no mere skirmish between old friends.

ordinarily, such a request— a friendly bout in the training yard— would not have seemed anything but that, a partnership given the far-too-rare opportunity to physically manifest. today, though, there is something darker there, behind estinien's eyes. and aymeric will deny him nothing, not with something so heavy seeming to drape over him, though invisible, like that.

this is a distraction, then. fair enough. at least, even in days such as these, the man trusts him enough to come to him, to share that much, wordless. to give his best go of it is the least he can do for the man, his best friend from the very beginning. he has not forgotten those days, now so long ago; he never will. and yet—

he remains on the defensive, at a disadvantage, easily able to blame his performance on a mere sword against that infamous lance's long reach. even so, he maneuvers well, breaking every strike, giving little ground. he has certainly not risen to his station on word of deed alone. and purposely taking hits takes with such grace takes no small measure of skill.

estinien knows him far-too well, however. and that understanding draws, at last, a much-desired victory of aymeric, a wry sort of grin. the pause in their steps to banter, the tone familiar. and aymeric openly, breathily laughs.

" then, perhaps you should pick up a sword. " he teases, gently. " surely, you are aware that i am at a disadvantage. "

even so, as if to mirror him, he changes stance as well, prepared— at least this once— to give the man what he desires, a proper charge. he accepts the barbs, an obvious attempt to goad him, with as much grace as ever.

" it is hardly my fault you found no love for archery. i would just assume have you at the walls. but, if you insist on getting yourself directly in the thick of it, i will not deny you a chance to go in more prepared. you know me well; i am not so cruel. "

and at that, he dips his head, a signal that is he finished talking. and quick in his steps, he makes to charge.

[feyras]

aymeric's laughter is a brilliant sound , almost magnetic . it's a part of him that extended from the charismatic nature he possessed . the sound , while not completely unknown to estinien , was something he hadn't heard in quite some time . laughter these days had become a rarity , nary for the children who ran in the streets of ishgard as they played amongst each other . their innocence , what little was maintained after the dravanian horde had ravaged their city and lands , was made known in the form of such sound and something which deepened estinien's ambition to do better as a temple knight and rise up in the ranks .

❛ a sword ? are you mad ? ❜ there's a teasing tone in his voice , an exaggerated shift that is followed by his own laugh . he grins as aymeric speaks , his eyes watching his every move as he readies himself to charge at him . while he expects it he also understands that aymeric was a fearsome opponent . he'd witnessed his skill with both bow and sword . to master the talents of both was something not entirely uncommon , but to do it so effortlessly was something not many could do . ❛ me with a bow and arrow ? you are mad , ❜ the elezen says as he holds his spear up on the defensive . he lowers the blade at the end to meet with aymeric's sword , his eyes meeting the sea of blue across his line of sight . ❛ a spear warrants control , ❜ he says with a grunt . the force behind aymeric's attack is enough to get him winded for a moment . he gets his bearings straight , his body pushing inward . ❛ it forces your opponent to lower their defense , ❜ he adds as he pulls down the spear and sidesteps out of the way before turning quickly to attempt to catch him off guard .

[feyras]

au where estinien's mental and physical appearance changes when nidhogg takes over him based on this photo . him having scales and a tail , and just overall draconic features . his personality colder , entitled .

[spider-mann]

#yes please

Bill Skarsgård as Roman Godfrey • Hemlock Grove S03E07 - Todos Santos

[feyras]

trying to think of estinien's hotd verse and the timelines are fucking me up as well as different things i want for him . i want to keep his resentment towards dragonkind since it's such a big part of his characterization in heavensward specifically , but also the growth that comes from it . ishgard could easily be representative of the north ( snow , ok ?! ) as well and he could have been raised in one of the outlying towns like in white harbor or karhold . but him canonically having white hair ? him possibly being related to the targaryens and having blood of old valyria ( perhaps one of his ancestors hailed from essos during the doom of valyria like how aenar fled ) ? him being a natural dragon rider ?! HIM BONDING WITH A DRAGON THAT AENAR BROUGHT OVER THAT SURVIVED ALONGSIDE BALERION ? i'm not entirely sure how to expand on these but they're ideas .

also i want to keep his threatening ass dragoon armor lol . my boy fights with a lance , not a sword !

[feyras]

adding a rule to my blog : mean girl energy is not welcome here ✋🏽 . i don't mind people writing posts about certain situations that are currently happening in the rpc , but when it comes to vaguing about situations encompassing someone individually/ small circle of people and baiting the dash then it will not be tolerated . often times i find that people mask such posts with fake positivity . while i know not everyone is like that , i find it easier to just not say anything to bait people to ask , " who is this about " or " what did i miss " because it only leads to toxicity in the rpc .

[faowolf]

art credit: dadadadadaist on x

do not remove source.

[feyras]

❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞ ( for paul!)

𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 . long before they had crossed paths he had dreamt about chani . paul had seen her striking blue eyes and the red of her hair beneath the arrakeen sun . yet , whatever expectations he possessed prior to meeting here were far exceeded . he huffs , amusement and relent elicited in the sneer . ❛ no you were not ... ❜ his voice is quieted , his words unfinished with the way they linger on the tip of his tongue . he looks up at her from where he sits and simply smiles . it's a relaxed , roguish smile , as if he were thinking back on a fond memory .

chani , his sihaya , was a memory in some regard . a memory , a dream , perhaps even both . she was a part of his life long before he even knew of the golden path in which he must tread . ❛ in truth ... i wasn't sure what to expect . i saw you in my dreams , chani . i thought how you were an enigma , a puzzle , ❜ he says , his fingers idly messing with each other as he looks away from her for a moment and to them . he can feel his heart swell with boyish nostalgia , of the happier moments in his life from when he was but a boy on caladan . ❛ i wanted to understand you , but when i met you i was only left with more questions . what expectations i had were of that of when i was a boy . ❜ paul looks up at her , that same loose smile pulled at the corners of his lips . ❛ i'm a man now and you have far exceeded any expectations i have ever had . reality is much better than a dream , ❜ he finishes , a softness in his voice as he extends his hand out to her so that she may join him by his side .

[darkhearted]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ* ARRANGED MARRIAGE SENTENCE STARTERS 2.0

arranged marriage thematic starters, only revamped! change pronouns/adapt as needed!

refusal and disagreements

❝ I would rather die than marry the likes of you. ❞

❝ I will run away! I won’t accept this marriage! ❞

❝ I cannot accept this. I will not marry them – my heart belongs to someone else. ❞

❝ Please – please do not make me wed them! ❞

❝ Anyone else would be better! Please, I know you can find me a better match! ❞

❝ Do not touch me! I only married you for duty, stay away from me! ❞

❝ I do not care what you want, we did not marry out of love. ❞

❝ You are mine now. Act properly. ❞

❝ Who you loved before is meaningless. We are married now, and your lover will remain in the past. ❞

❝ I will never love you! ❞

❝ It isn’t fair! I don’t even know them! ❞

❝ You will not give my only child to that monster! ❞

❝ It is a match beneath my daughter. You insult us with the mere proposition of it. ❞

❝ She is a princess. She won’t be wed to someone lesser. ❞

❝ He will marry the one we chose, not that peasant! ❞

❝ You refuse me to give yourself to a peasant?! ❞

❝ The match is already made but I cannot accept it. I love you! ❞

❝ It is you I love! I could not bear to be with them instead. ❞

meetings and beginnings

❝ You are not at all what I imagined. ❞

❝ I know you hold no love for me. How could you when we are practically strangers? And I know we may never come to love each other, but we can at least be friends. ❞

❝ Love can be built, too. And if you’re willing, I would like to try and learn to love you. ❞

❝ The descriptions I heard did not do justice to your beauty. ❞

❝ You are lovely. I am lucky you are to be wed to me. ❞

❝ I must admit I expected far worse from an arranged marriage. ❞

❝ I want to know you better if we are to be wed. Tell me about the things you like. ❞

❝ We are only marrying because I need an heir. What you do and with who beyond that does not matter to me. ❞

❝ I too am in love with someone else, but they will never allow me to marry my beloved. Why don’t we make an agreement? ❞

❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞

❝ You seem disappointed… I may not be as good-looking as you expected, but I shall never treat you unkindly. ❞

❝ This is your home too, now. You are free to go wherever you wish. ❞

❝ How odd we have been betrothed for so long but never saw each other before our wedding day. ❞

❝ I do not care about power and wealth. I want to marry for love. ❞

❝ Even though I have been told this would happen my entire life, I still can’t quite accept it. ❞

discussing the topic

❝ In just a few days I will be wed to someone I never met. ❞

❝ It is so odd to think my entire life will change so fast. A person I don’t even know, and we will be bound for life! ❞

❝ I know they plan to marry me off to someone soon, even if no one said a thing yet. ❞

❝ How could you agree to this without even asking me what I want? ❞

❝ You will do as you’re told and marry them! ❞

❝ We picked the best match available for you. ❞

❝ It is the best we managed. I am sorry you don’t like them, but there was no other way. ❞

❝ You knew this day would come. People like us only marry for duty, dear. ❞

❝ Love is not the priority for the likes of us. ❞

❝ Marrying for love is a delusion. ❞

❝ You are a princess. You will have to agree to a match eventually. ❞

❝ There are so many good proposals! How come no one is to your tastes? ❞

❝ Our bloodline must continue, and for that, you need to marry and have heirs. ❞

❝ I do not wish to leave home. My betrothed lives in such a different place… ❞

❝ I will never let them ship you off to a stranger. ❞

❝ You will not be sold for power like I was. ❞

❝ I won’t let them trade you for their alliance! ❞

❝ The arrangement was made when you were both still children. It is much too late to go back on it. ❞

❝ We have been promised to each other for years, and yet we have never met. ❞

❝ They are deciding your life for you! How can you simply accept it?! ❞

❝ There is no reason to make a fuss. I have known for years someday I would be married to some stranger my family found suitable. ❞

❝ Through them, we shall finally join our bloodlines! ❞

❝ Our children make quite the pair. I am glad they seem to get along so easily. ❞

❝ Only kings would be worthy of you. We will accept no less on your behalf. ❞

❝ A complete stranger is suddenly mine. And then, I am hers, too – I must offer her my all. ❞

❝ What do you think your betrothed will be like? ❞

love, duty, ambition and alliances

❝ Don’t pretend to care. The only reason you agreed to this is because of my title. ❞

❝ You married me for my claim, I know that! I just thought, given time, we could grow to be fond of each other. ❞

❝ I shall marry you only because I must. ❞

❝ Ours is a union of duty. You would do well to remember that. ❞

❝ Every good child knows: duty before your heart’s desire. ❞

❝ Remember what is at stake. Peace relies on our union. ❞

❝ Even if we married for duty, our union can still become one of true love. ❞

❝ A marriage is a marriage – love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment. ❞

❝ Both our lands benefit from our match – and I know will be a good queen. ❞

❝ My people will love you in time. I think I might, too. ❞

❝ We were wed for an alliance, but this doesn’t need to be terrible. We can at least be friends. ❞

❝ Duty brought us together, but it is love that will make this bearable. ❞

❝ My father used to say the strongest loves are built by choice, not by chance. ❞

❝ Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I’m already in love with you. ❞

❝ Even if you love me, your people never will. ❞

❝ I married you for your title. I do not care for love. ❞

❝ My heart is yours, but we cannot be together. My family would never agree to a match like this. ❞

❝ Marrying them will give the realm peace. I have to agree to the match, even if you are the one I truly love. ❞

❝ It seems silly to think a single union will end decades of conflict. This is just the start. ❞

❝ They found me someone rich to marry! I will finally have everything I wanted. ❞

❝ I do not care my betrothed is not handsome – I only care that he is rich. ❞

❝ You will learn to love. You have to be determined to grow a love that will sustain your marriage for a lifetime.  ❞

[ayuppears]

Daemon's guilty face

[juenhsi]

[ # JUENHSI ] : jinhsi of 𝘸𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 . looking for wuwa mutuals and/or anyone interested in crossover verses such as genshin impact and honkai star rail . please ♡ or ↺ if interested ! thank you ! ( written by astrid , 30+ , carrd in progress )

[feyras]

good morning . estinien has long fingers !! 🙂‍↕️🫰