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This time, Ian did get to his feet. “This isn’t a decision you get to make!” he said incredulously. “Sydney Sage’s fate isn’t in your hands. You have no right to—”

“Ivashkov,” interrupted Sydney. It was the first she’d spoken since we entered the room.

Ian turned his outraged expression from the throne to her. “I beg your pardon?”

“Ivashkov,” she repeated, her face the picture of serenity. Only I could tell from the sweating of her hand how high her anxiety was running. The Alchemists had dealt her a low blow sending these three. “My name is Sydney Ivashkov now, Ian.”

#she said take a hike ian #something that can be so satisfying to me personally #bloodlines #sydney sage #adrian ivashkov #sydrian #adrian x sydney

sydneydsage

thinking about the time sydney sage drank a slush full of sugar when she hadn’t had sugar in ages because of her ED, lied about it being sugar free and pretended everything was fine just to make adrian ivashkov feel better because she knew he was down

#that’s love babey!

bluesartgent

It didn’t matter that people expected everything of me and nothing of him. We were still the same, both of us constantly trying to break out of the lines that others had defined for us and be our own person.

argetnallison

every ship I ship: Adrian Ivashkov and Sydney Sage (Bloodlines)

“I wrapped my arms around his neck, and this time I was the one who drew him closer. “Damn,” he murmured. “What?” I asked, never taking my eyes off his. He ran his hands over my hips. “I’m not supposed to kiss you.” “It’s okay.” “What is?” “It’s okay if I k i s s y o u.”

libr4baby

incantieduardo

She found the colors to paint him where the world had left him gray.

bluesartgent

The center will hold. — How do you know? Because we are the center.

bloesargent

But Moroi and humans? That was beyond comprehension. Those races hadn’t gotten together in centuries. They’d produced dhampirs long ago, but as the modern world progressed, Moroi had completely withdrawn from intermingling (in an intimate way) with humans. We lived among them, sure. Moroi and dhampirs worked alongside humans out in the world, bought houses in their neighborhoods, and apparently had bizarre arrangements with secret societies like the Alchemists. And, of course, Moroi fed from humans–and that was the thing. If you kept a human close to you, it was because they were a feeder. That was your level of intimacy. Feeders were food, pure and simple. Well-treated food, yes, but not food you became friends with. A Moroi hang sex with a dhampir? Racy. A Moroi hang sex with a dhampir and drinking blood? Dirty and humiliating. A Moroi having sex with a human–with or without blood drinking? Incomprehensible.

jessaminelovelace

we’re like noughts and crosses in that opposites always attract (x)

sydneysageivashkov

Adrian: Sydney kissed me!

Jill, gasping: No! Oh my god!

Adrian: It was unbelievable!

Jill: Okay, okay, I want to hear everything! Was it like a soft brush against your lips, or was it like a, y'know, “I got to have you now” kind of thing?

Adrian: Well, at first it was really intense, y'know, and then… Oh god, and then we just sort of sunk into it…

Jill: Aww.

[Meanwhile]

Sydney: And, uh, and then I kissed him.

Eddie: Tongue?

Sydney: Yeah.

Eddie: Nice.

#i missss them🥺

sydriandetails

jared sage: you have no idea how lucky you are that we’re doing this for you. the darkness has corrupted you so much that i don’t know how long it’ll take to fix. but we will

sydney: