Cor Alces

[theboatbuilderswife]

branch-runes   shall   you   know   if   you   would   heal   the   sick   and   close   the   worst   of   wounds;   write   them   on   the   bark   of   a   𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉   𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒   with   eastward-bending   branches.

             ind.   sel.   𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓰𝓪   from   History’s   Vikings   ↟   Est.   April   ‘15

[lordelkhart]

fearolc·:

for sinday let it be known that Iona does like to wear a leather collar for her hubby.

I was summoned?

[lordelkhart]

Smol ugly end of the year post to thank @fearolc // @theboatbuilderswife // b@bishopdescendant for existing and being my best friend and writing buddy. On to more years, more writing, more time together. Love you to the stars and back.

[lordelkhart]

“…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.” 

[fearolc]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾  @lordelkhart​​​ asked the moon:                          I wanted to do more for you for Christmas and have an actual graphic with a holiday greeting for you but you know how busy it has been and I am sorry

           𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳   𝙼𝚈   𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂-   𝙽𝙾𝚆      -because this is going to be one (1) rant   &   you are going to listen carefully.     1. do  ??  more  ??  for  ??  me  ??  have you got ANY idea of what you are doing for me. every. single. day ?? Apparently not, it seems, says the madam who is writing me a frigging BOOK for christmas. Excuse, I should be the one ashamed of those presents I got for you instead ?? Go sit in a corner and think about that. Money can not buy happiness, we both know that- but what you put into that present is both time and money, and the first one is the most precious thing you can give me.     2. Busy- We have both been incredibly busy. The past few months have NOT been kind to either of us. But fuck that, look at us, we dragged ourselves through it, and it will only get better from now on. We will have more time to write, to chill, draw, knit, sew- work might be a bitch, but we got a new year ahead, which means new changes, new beginnings. You can do it, we can do it   &   I will always be here to support you, no matter what. I love you, never forget that. Merry Christmas   &   indeed to a 100 more.

[lordelkhart]

<3

[fearolc]

She,   too,   had   been  bitten.   The   pain   had   been   absolutely   unbearable.   Mere   minutes   felt   like   hours,   and   perhaps   they   were.    𝙸𝚘𝚗𝚊     laid   next   to   her   parents,   awaiting   a   𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍   that   wouldn’t   come   to   claim   her.

[lordelkhart]

I O N A // @fearolc·

            𝙰   𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳   𝚆𝙰𝚂   𝙽𝙾𝚆   𝙻𝙸𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙳     -eager to reach out and touch the slight stubble on his cheeks. His skin felt so eerily cold beneath her own                             a sensation Queen Helga had told her would take some time to get used to for both. A knowing sigh fled her lips, head tilted just slightly. She pitied him, knowing far too well what it was like for her the first few weeks.     ❝   And you will see her soon enough ! I promise you.   ❞    A tender smile,     ❝   She is very eager to meet her papa, trust me.                              we will have an eternity with her.  ❞

Her presence gave him strength, and he laid his hand over hers, liking the tingling sensation in his fingertips that he felt when he was close to her. The heat she radiated was calming to him, now, although it had hurt him in the first moments. How she spoke of their child calmed him, too, and he closed his eyes as he attempted to imagine her, that slight baby, his and hers alone. "We will... our little Ylva."

[sirlonie]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

I wish I could see you again,

Audre Lorde, from The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde; “Memorial II,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[lordelkhart]

I O N A // @fearolc·

          𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂   𝙰𝙻𝙼𝙾𝚂𝚃   𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈   𝙳𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳   𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙷     -lithe fingers fidgeting with the fabrics covering it. The weight she did not miss, but the presence of a pregnant belly was missed. A tender smile charmed onto her features Iona looked down for a moment. The sweet cries, a tiny hand reaching out to grab blonde locks. Both things missed tremendously.     ❝  She is perfectly fine, my dear. Sigrúnn and Torstein are looking after her like she is their own cub.  ❞     A hint of jealousy surfaced in the back of her voice, having difficulty hiding it.     ❝   She is in good hands, and you will be with her soon- I promise you. She is beautiful, Tobias.  ❞

He knew, oh he knew that she was beautiful. He had seen glimpses of her in his dream but he longed, oh he longed to see and hold the child, to play games with her that made her burst out in laughter, that would make that bright baby smile bubble up. He wanted to be her protector, but he needed to be able to hold her safely in his arms for that. "I want to see her so badly, Io," he admitted with a whisper. "I want to see her, hold her."

[lordelkhart]

W I F E // @fearolc·

           𝚂𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙻   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝚄𝚁𝙶𝙴   𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺     -when she just wanted to encourage him. She did not feel pain like a mortal would                              and neither would he at this stage. In fact, she believed vampires had an even higher pain level than the average wolf lurking London’s moonlit streets.     ❝   Queen Helga invited me here herself, Tobias. She opened the mansion to me, and Torstein, should it be necessary for him to join us.   ❞     Not most Coven vampires had agreed to it, but times were indeed a little dire.     ❝   I will be fine for as long as we have to stay here, I promise you-  ❞

A small smile found its way onto his lips and although he looked tired, her proximity seemed to calm him enough to sink back into the pillows. She was right, Queen Helga had asked her to come. She was safe here, even amidst the vampires. In these times, they were forced to remain together, take care of one another, despite any animosity that might have reigned in the past.

       "How's Ylva?" he asked hoarsely. He missed his daughter despite not having had the chance to hold her, yet. It broke his heart, but Queen Helga was right: it was too dangerous for the child.

[1o0-blog1]

vampire vs. werewolf? no. vampire x werewolf. theyre in love

[fearolc]

@lordelkhart

[lordelkhart]

fearolc replied to your post: fearolc replied to your post: ...

Deal with Io’s rampage D:

Come on little wolf, time to put you on a leash.

[lordelkhart]

fearolc replied to your post: FIRST WIFE ??? EXCUSE YOU MISTER. I AM YOUR ONLY...

-leaves & kills Di- done.

It was an OOC MESSAGE DARLING.

[lordelkhart]

FIRST WIFE ??? EXCUSE YOU MISTER. I AM YOUR ONLY WIFE -throws a fit-

It's morning, darling. I think you must have been dreaming something.

[fearolc]

She,   too,   had   been  bitten.   The   pain   had   been   absolutely   unbearable.   Mere   minutes   felt   like   hours,   and   perhaps   they   were.    𝙸𝚘𝚗𝚊     laid   next   to   her   parents,   awaiting   a   𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍   that   wouldn’t   come   to   claim   her.