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This Blog Has MOVED
Same name, different place.
Will begin posting again after the new year - seeya there!
[I’m sure noone will be surprised, but I’m going back into hiatus until the new year. After my birthday I’ll hopefully be done with a couple of RL projects and things and I’ll sit down and figure out if I want to come back or if I’m going to give up and just…stop.]
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-smiles slowly-
My greetings to the Archive. It is a...pleasure to meet you.
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-looks thoughtful for a moment, before inclining his head very slightly in acknowledgement, as one king would to another-
Greetings to you, Lord of Hunters.
guy in every episode: 3x09
guy of gisborne appreciation 1 / ?
→ guy being sassy
→“I need more Richard Armitage on my dash” (2112 of ?)
“If I had, I would be suspicious.” She said truthfully. She kept a close eye on him, but it was one of curiosity and interest rather than suspicion or fear. She didn’t know what he wanted with her, but she was willing to find out.
“I find people with only good stories are either liars or exceptionally boring, wouldn’t you agree?”
Her response had him raising an eyebrow curiously. Her explanation made him grin briefly and laugh. “Truth, truth. You are a wide one, lady Lefay. I am glad of this chance to meet you, speak with you.” He murmured pleasantly. “Although I have heard many good things about you. About your power, your intelligence, your beauty. All true so far, it seems.”
askmollycarpenter started following you
I came to see for myself the power your own daughter wrought over you, and to assure myself and my Queen that you are no threat to us or our Knight.
-narrows his eyes, the pleasant expression he’d been wearing melting away-
We have...agreements with the Fae, do we not? As long as both sides uphold those agreements, there should be no worry about what threat may or may not be posed. -said coolly, ignoring the heart of her statement-
White as snow || Lord Raith
“Yessir…” the man said, dragging Cal from the cell. She didn’t fight, though she probably could have. This White King fascinated her, and she thought she could learn more.
The servants brought her upstairs to his bedroom and set her on the bed, chaining her hand and foot after she killed one, disliking the way they pushed and pulled at her. After she bit another and tore his ear off, they shoved a pillowcase in her mouth and tied it behind her head.
“Let the King deal with her, she’s a hellcat.” the only uninjured servant said in annoyance before leaving.
She was left alone for some time before the door opened, and Raith padded quietly into the room. Pale eyes glance at her once, briefly, checking on how his people had left her, but other than that he paid her no more attention than any of the other furniture in the room.
Moving silently, he walked across the room...but not to her. He walked over to his closet, undoing buttons on his shirt as he did, slipping out of the stiff shirt to pull on something equally as expensive, but far more comfortable, at the same time he used one foot to pull off a shoe, switching feet to get both shoes off. He wasn’t even looking at her when he finally spoke.
“What is your name, girl?”
Richard Armitage
RCArmitage: @yfarber Happy Halloween [x]
Margaret LeFay has died in childbirth.
He knew. The instant it worked, he knew. He could feel it latch on and take her...and the second that she died, he knew.
One would think the man would smile in triumph, that he would laugh, at having successfully had his revenge on the woman who had left him, had picked a mortal to replace him and have a child with.
He didn’t. He sat there quietly, staring at nothing for a long, long moment.
Then he stood and went back to business as usual.
It wasn’t until later that he found out that the bitch had been smart in her last moments, when he found what she had fucking done to him. Then...then he cursed her, and was glad she was dead.
What Kind of Man | Orchid & Raith Sr.
Orchid took a step back in time with his forward. The more distance she got the better. As long as he didn’t touch her, she should be okay. Of course, he was kind of the King, so those silly rules might not apply to him.
She couldn’t think of a snappy comeback in this situation. Which annoyed her, but couldn’t quite take over the fear. He might decide he’d like to take Thomas’s toy, or at least borrow it for a while. The Seer suppressed a shudder.
But.. That was apparently not why he was there. Uh.. Weird. Didn’t the White Court have people to do whatever they needed? Orchid swallowed hard, forcing the lump out of her throat. Fists still clenched, she answered.
“Hire me? What on earth would you need from a psychic? If you need to know the future, I’ll tell you now that I can’t do it on command.”
Oh, how he delighted in every shiver and shudder she made, every fear that crawled down her spine. He was almost tempted to let out a scant amount of his remaining hoarded power, to watch her squirm and writhe and...
But that’s not what he was here for, even if it was delightful.
"You can see things, yes? You could hardly set yourself up as a psychic if you couldn’t do so at least part of the time.” He drawled. “All I want is for you to try.” He chuckled lightly, perfect white teeth showing in a smile. “Don’t worry. I won’t have you killed if you fail. I understand that there are limitations.”
Raith moved another step closer. “However, I do expect you to try.” His expression somehow managed to turn dangerous. “Read my fortune, girl...but if I believe you to be faking, well...” A soft laugh, a slow smile.
Y'all thought there was a general consensus of panic when Raith met up with Maggie again, just imagine what’s gonna happen when Molly stumbles across him.
Molly would own his ass.
If she wanted to. Who says she would?
I’m just saying. No need to panic. Molly is walking apocalypse tier
Sure would suck for him to get an endless font of food though. Who knows what that might do to his starvation diet.
Death curse won’t permit him to benefit from it.
Even if you can only have half a bite of a full meal, but you have an infinite amount of meals.
Also it’s not certain the death curse is still in effect seeing how Margaret is notably not dead.
My impression was that the death curse prevented him from feeding *at all* which meant he was surviving on centuries of reserves.
Margaret being alive is a valid twist though
Don’t worry Molly! I’ll escort you while nude.
For RP sake I think @whitekingraith had him getting incrementally stronger now that she’s alive again, so while that’s true in canon, less true in RP
[I haven’t really figured it out, to be entirely honest. xD
I sort of take it thread by thread.
I’m quite certain the curse is still in effect, but how much I don’t know. Maybe it’s faded just a little, maybe not.
But one thing I’m certain of is that he believes that she can remove it, so he’s damn determined to get her again.
If for no reason than he thinks perhaps if he kills her he can undo the death curse that way.]