violet eyes, violent heart

indie-friendly yennefer from the witcher saga. afilliated with citta alveare (apt a-2).

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BLOWS U KISSES HELLO MUMSY

my darling ~

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"Hi Ciri's mother, yes? Well I'm madly in love with your daughter. That's all."

yennefer turns, violet eyes widening in surprise at the BLATANT statement. there’s a quick scan of the woman before her —— but she can find no trace of falsehood. how CAN there be? this is ciri, after all. in yen’s opinion, the whole world should be smitten with her daughter.

“ —— what a BOLD introduction.”

“and ciri? is she madly in love with you, as well?”

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my Daughter is all grown up and more than capable of defending herself even in this world 

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[vallaslin]

She stood over him in the nickering radiance of the wizard’s sphere, in the glow of magic, amidst the flashes of rays restraining the djinn, streaming hair and eyes blazing violet, erect, slender, dark, terrible … And beautiful.

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intelligenceof6:

Of course he had his concerns about Yennefer. In the short time they’d known each other, she’d become quite important to him. Grog was someone who didn’t quite know how to put that into words though. He wasn’t one to like dealing with feelings and the like because he’d never really learned how to deal with such things. The fact that she seemed so intent on being cooped up with him on a cold winter night like this was… nice in some way.

He’d never had anything like this. Sure, he’d felt infatuation with strong women before but no woman had treated Grog like Yennefer treated him. To him, it was an alien feeling. Weird. He wanted to recoil from it and get closer all at once. It was damn near scary. If he could get scared of something, this might be the closest thing to it. Mostly because he didn’t know what the hell he was doing. But when she looked up at him, those icy blue eyes showing a warmth where usually there was a coldness…he couldn’t help but want to simply draw her closer.

His hold on her was soft and he was willing to let her move away if that’s what she wanted. But she didn’t pull away, his brow furrowing slightly as he listened to her words. “It’s alright, Yenny. ‘at’s all over now. All of it is. All that matters is ya lived to see today. Nothin’ else is worth shit ‘cause you an’ me’ve been through hell n’ high water t’get where we are. It don’t matter how many scars ya got or what happened back then ‘cause it turned ya into the person ya are right now.” He said softly, his tone still as gruff as ever but he managed to get through what he wanted to say.

“As for makin’ me feel safe, happy, an’ warm… I feel safe just knowin’ that I got someone to fight for and with. I know you got my back. An’ ‘course you make me happy. Almost as much as ale does.” He turned his hand slowly to carefully wrap his fingers around her hand, grinning slightly down at her. “As for warm, I run ‘round half naked ‘cause there ain’t any clothes that fit me. So ‘m kinda shit outta luck there.” He gave an amused chuckle.

“ALMOST as much as ale does?”

yennefer lifted her gaze to grog’s face at that, mirroring his grin with a tiny smile of her own. it was such an unexpected little jest woven into something which OTHERWISE would’ve been quite heavy, and she couldn’t help but let out a slight snort of amusement. the pads of her fingers played merry havoc along the creases of his palm as she let out a low, thoughtful hum from the recesses of her throat: a purr, and a CONTENDED one, at that. his efforts to lift her spirits had not gone unnoticed — or unappreciated.

which was why she nestled even closer as he continued to speak, enjoying the feel of his voice VIBRATING from his body. by the time he finished speaking, both of her hands had found purchase in his, and her thumbs roved over his scarred knuckles, gently massaging over the rough skin and countless healed wounds. “you KNOW, grog ... ” she arched an eyebrow at him thoughtfully. “if it’s clothes you need, i’d be more than happy to craft some for you. though, in my humble opinion — ” violet eyes flickered up and down his form appreciatively “ — they’re not REALLY necessary.”

then it was HER turn to chuckle at the look on his face, which she met with an even gaze and a wink. 

“if i had — if i had my MAGIC, i would offer to enchant your possessions with a simple spell to keep you quite cozy even in the middle of a snowstorm. it’s not a difficult enchantment at all — not compared to others i’ve performed in the past, anyway, but — ” here, she trailed off abruptly and furrowed her brow as the pendant around her neck began to pulse faintly with energy. for a moment it HUMMED and radiated with a burst of heat, like an errant flame. but just as suddenly as it began, it stopped, as yennefer WINCED ever so slightly and bit her lower lip. 

“no — ” her expression grew rueful, tinged with the barest hint of self-disgust. “no, perhaps not.” a pause; the disgust crumbled into DETERMINATION. not yet. 

“no matter. if it’s WARMTH you need, i’ve ways other than magic to provide it. here, allow me.”

and with that, yennefer turned in his embrace and rose to her knees so she could plant a firm KISS against his lips, her hands releasing his own in favor of roaming up his arms and over his shoulders. and for a brief moment, the wind that HOWLED against the windowpanes and the scars that criss-crossed over their souls went completely — completely unnoticed. and when she finally pulled away, she did so with a look of self-satisfied TRIUMPH.

“still feeling COLD, or — ?”

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ashenlioness:

                       once a daughter, always a daughter. ciri sighs dramatically to prove her point before she even makes it. “but YENNEFER –” she begins, her voice already imperative – “it’s already as you said – there is seldom magic here – or perhaps they’ve put a block on our abilities, on our minds, so that it’s something MENTAL that’s hindering us.” it’s something the ashen haired girl knows well – she’s no stranger to holding herself back. “what’s the point of practicing when i am unable to practice?”

                         ciri blows her hair out of her eyes as it falls back into place, though the touch of her mother is WARM, despite her icy exterior. her skin grows pink at the affection – she feels so much like the little ugly duckling instead of a young woman. she wants to hate it, but it’s impossible to resent a mother’s touch when it is nothing but LOVING. ciri craves that. ciri NEEDS that.

                      “we’ve only just found each other here. why can’t we just… have fun? there’s no danger here, no responsibilities…” the truth is ciri is afraid. she stands up to pace towards the window. it’s easier to look outside than at her mother. she hated it here, and that was easy – it stopped when she ran into bright violet eyes that had stopped her from feeling AFRAID. ironic, now, how it brings back fear now that she knows the sorceress of vengerberg is safe.

                         studying means time wasted. it means time not spent laughing with the raven haired woman, bonding, and making memories in the event that they are torn about for yet another time. the witcher should not be angry, she should not be frustrated, but fear is hard to ignore, and yennefer acts like they have all the time in the world when that’s been nothing but a stone faced lie all her life. ciri thinks it all so plainly before realizing – they probably took yennefer’s ability to read minds and it worries ciri. her mother most likely feels so VULNERABLE without it.

                      “there’s so much we can do here – have you seen a movie yet? have you been to the outer districts to see all their shops and the restaurants? i haven’t yet! why can’t we do that together? can we please do that together?”

yennefer has to actively work NOT to smile at ciri’s impetuous protest. she won’t admit it, but she’s more than a little relieved to see that this change of scenery hasn’t dampened ciri’s FIERY personality in the slightest. after the wild hunt, she was worried that the girl’s spirit would’ve been chilled — as hers was following her BRIEF horrors with the frozen warriors, though she’s still ashamed, though she’ll never admit it. 

but ciri — ciri is STRONG. and stubborn, and impatient, and hot-blooded, and taciturn, and yennefer wouldn’t have it any other way. 

she watches the ashen-haired girl — no, she mentally chides herself, young WOMAN — and frowns slightly at the way ciri’s nose wrinkles, creasing fair, freckled skin. yennefer KNOWS that look, that gleam like sunlight catching two polished emeralds: ciri would always adopt it whenever she was thinking about something particularly hard. instinctively, yennefer reaches out with her abilities to tap into ciri’s thoughts, only to run up against the COLD barrier of powerlessness. 

at her neck, the obsidian pendant sputters a sickly BLUE, then fades to nothingness. 

yennefer pretends not to notice. slowly, she moves beside ciri and looks out the window, down on the city that bustles below them. for a moment, neither of them speak, content to at LAST be together, to at last bask in each other’s company. finally, yennefer smiles. 

“it really is SOMETHING, isn’t it?” 

but yennefer isn’t looking at the city anymore. she’s looking at CIRI. 

and she feels something within her — SOFTEN. there’s a crack as ice slides free. this change of scenery hasn’t dampened ciri’s FIERY personality in the slightest. if love is surrender —

YENNEFER LOST AGES AGO.

“a — MOVIE, is it? and touring the outer districts?” violet eyes flicker over the streets hundreds of feet below. there’s a potent pause. “FINE. here is what we will do, then, as i know from experience you’ll not give your lessons a moment’s thought when you wish to stretch your legs.” a phantom smile. “walk with me, then. we’ll tour this district and move onto the next. while we do so, i expect you to tell me your REASONING behind the dampening of our abilities. support it with evidence of what you have seen, what you have felt.” 

her smile grows, takes on a mischievous edge. she already knows what theatre she wants to show her daughter, what tickets she wants to buy.

“just because you cannot exercise your magic does NOT mean you cannot exercise your mind.”

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[vallaslin]

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send me a crystal and i'll tell...

abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural

agate: how my muse calms down

blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)

fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest

amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into

ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is

angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues

apache tears: a sadness headcanon

apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition

apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs

aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed

biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

carnelian: an art-related headcanon

celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety

chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been

chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships

charoite: who my muse looks up to

chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon

copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older

coral: how my muse views the natural world

diamond: a sex headcanon

dolomite: a sleep headcanon

emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

fluorite: what my muse's room looks like

fossil: what my muse's dream job is

galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse

garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be

gold: my muse's financial situation

hematite: how squeamish my muse is

hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has

iolite: my muse's drinking habits

jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent

kyanite: an anger headcanon

lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse

lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse

malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait

moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space

mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down

nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is

obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be

opal: how creative my muse is

pearl: a mental health headcanon

petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street

pyrite: a physical health headcanon

quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them

rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience

rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories

ruby: a happiness headcanon

sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]

silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity

tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be

verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history

zebra stone: what gets my muse excited

zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?

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LORD HURON & sentence starters

❝  they say love is like ghosts.  ❞   ❝  i know that i’m damned.  ❞   ❝  all the dead seem to know where i am.  ❞ ❝  i’m going away for a long time.  ❞  ❝  die if i must, let my bones turn to dust.  ❞     ❝  they come rising up into the night.  ❞   ❝  all your temples will lie in ruin once i ravage through them.  ❞   ❝  you were mighty.  ❞   ❝  all your rivals would not go near you, but i do not fear you.  ❞   ❝  but i bow no longer.  ❞   ❝  i sleep with one eye open.  ❞   ❝  but i’m not afraid to fight.  ❞   ❝  i can’t trust anyone or anything these days.  ❞   ❝  i’ve decided, even if it kills me i’ll find out what you’re about.  ❞   ❝  you are not the one you say you are. ❞   ❝  show your face.  ❞   ❝  i can’t escape the feel that you’ll meet me in the night.  ❞   ❝  i know what you want, and why.  ❞   ❝  few have seen it, but everybody talks.  ❞   ❝  spirits follow everywhere i go.  ❞   ❝  they sing all day and they haunt me in the night.  ❞ ❝  what ain’t living can never really die.  ❞     ❝  you don’t want me, please don’t lie.  ❞   ❝  if you’re leaving, i gotta know why.  ❞   ❝  do you see no ghosts in me at all?  ❞   ❝  there ain’t language for the things i feel.  ❞   ❝  i don’t feel it ‘til it hurts sometimes.  ❞   ❝  i want ours to be an endless song.  ❞       ❝  darkness brings evil things.  ❞   ❝  you can run, but you cannot escape.  ❞   ❝  i don’t know how to right the wrongs i’ve done.  ❞   ❝  i don’t know how to fight what i can’t see.  ❞   ❝  i’ve got to clear my name.  ❞   ❝  i look into those eyes and see the endless night staring back.  ❞   ❝  i’ve done things that have no name.  ❞    ❝  i’m a goner i guess.  ❞    ❝  now the darkness has a hold on me.  ❞   ❝  the truth is stranger than my own worst dreams.  ❞   ❝  i have seen what the darkness does.  ❞   ❝  say goodbye to who i was.  ❞   ❝  follow me into the endless night.  ❞   ❝  don’t look back; those days are gone.  ❞   ❝  i can bring your fears to light.  ❞   ❝  i am ready to follow you, even though i don’t know where.  ❞   ❝  it feels like i have been away for an era, but nothing has changed.  ❞   ❝  i don’t want to be the only one living when all of my friends are gone.  ❞   ❝  'good for nothing’ is the name they’ll remember me by.  ❞   ❝  i turned my back on the world.  ❞   ❝  i’m just living to die.  ❞ ❝  i’d given up on living until i met you.  ❞ ❝  i feel alive when i’m with you.  ❞      ❝  i wasn’t always like this.  ❞    ❝  years have gone by, but the pain is the same.  ❞   ❝  you’re the purest soul i’ve ever known.  ❞   ❝  death is a wall, but it can’t be the end.  ❞   ❝  i did it all for you.  ❞  

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COWBOY BEBOP SENTENCE STARTERS.

❝ …Bang… ❞

❝ This could be a trap. ❞

❝ This is strictly business. ❞

❝ Whatever happens, happens. ❞

❝ Life is but a dream. ❞

❝ You’re in a good mood today. ❞

❝ Tell me what you’re doing here. ❞

❝ Don’t try anything. ❞

❝ Why don’t you shoot? ❞

❝ Go on, pull the trigger. ❞

❝ What’s wrong? Lose your nerve? ❞

❝ You’re an original, aren’t you? ❞

❝ Could you be a little quieter please? ❞

❝ Great, a wannabe preacher with a gun… ❞

❝ Guess you’ll have to chalk it up to bad luck. ❞

❝ You’re gonna carry that weight. ❞

❝ The one that’s insane is this world. ❞

❝ Hey there, having a little trouble? ❞

❝ Are you living in the real world? ❞ 

❝ Even if you play by the rules, nothing gets solved. ❞

❝ The more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❞

❝ I’m just a humble bounty hunter, ma’am/sir. ❞

❝ Pretending to be senile won’t get you out of this. ❞

❝ I’m just watching a bad dream I never wake up from. ❞

❝ Are you pleading for your life? ❞

❝ You should see yourself right now. ❞

❝ Do you have any idea what you look like? A ravenous beast. ❞

❝ The same blood runs through both of us. ❞

❝ I’ve bleed all that kind of blood away. ❞

❝ Why are you still alive? ❞

❝ Don’t give me that art of war crap. ❞

❝ Time never stands still. ❞  

❝ If you don’t work, you don’t eat. ❞

❝ These Earthlings are weird. ❞ 

❝ I’ll take care of this, you can go back. ❞

❝ I love the kind of woman that can kick my ass. ❞

❝ A star just fell from the sky. ❞

❝ Cold climates don’t concern me. ❞

❝ Your heart is colder than any planet. ❞

❝ Remember, a snake cannot eat a dragon. ❞

❝ We should’ve never taken such a risk. ❞

❝ I’m fully aware of the danger. ❞

❝ How long were you in there listening, [ name ]? ❞ 

❝ And this time, I hope you have sweet dreams. ❞

❝ I’ll meet you at the end of this world. ❞

❝ Belonging is the very best thing there is. ❞

❝ There is nothing more innocent and cruel than a child.❞

❝ Man shouldn’t have to live on carbohydrates alone, complex or otherwise. ❞

❝ I have no fear of death. It just means dreaming in silence. A dream that lasts for an eternity. ❞

❝ Of the days that I have lived, only those I spent with you seemed real. ❞

❝ My memory…finally came back…but nothing good came from it. ❞

❝ There was no place for me to return to; this was the only place I could go. ❞

❝ Why do you have to go? Where are you going?! ❞

❝ What are you going to do, throw away your life like it was nothing?! ❞

❝ What’s your price to keep this from leaking to the press? ❞

❝ Either you give me the money or I put a bullet through your brain. ❞    

❝ I’m not the type to be led around by a woman/man. ❞

❝ You can’t tell the age of a woman by looking at her. ❞

❝ You’re kidding yourself if you think every woman/man is like you. They’re not.❞

❝ Why did you do all of this? For money? Some sort of revenge? Or perhaps just for fun?❞

❝ Come on, hang in there, you hear me? ❞ 

❝ When angels are forced out of heaven, they become devils. ❞

❝ Tell me, if we had met earlier in life, would we have been friends? ❞

❝ You know the first rule of combat? Shoot them before they shoot you. ❞

❝ I’m not a criminal. Woah, that makes me sound more like a criminal, doesn’t it. ❞

❝ You took all the money you stole from us and lost it in a gambling casino? ❞

❝ This is real mystic and all, but uh, do you have anything to eat here? ❞

❝ You know what they say, cowboy, easy come easy go. ❞ 

❝ You told me once, to forget the past, cause it doesn’t matter, but you’re the one still tied to the past, [ name ]!  ❞

❝ Don’t tell me things like that; you’ve never told me anything about yourself, so don’t tell me now! ❞

❝ I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over. ❞

❝ Do not fear death. Death is always at our side. When we show fear, it jumps at us faster than light, but if we do not show fear, it casts its eye upon us gently and then guides us into infinity…  ❞

❝ Men only think about their past right before death, as if they were searching frantically for proof they were alive. ❞

❝ No one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. You move that line as you see fit for yourself. No one else can.  ❞

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Honesty meme!

Send me a symbol for my muse to come clean about:

 ♥ - Something they like about your muse.

 ❦ - Something they hate about your muse.

 ✎ - A reason they’re jealous of your muse.

 ♪ - A secret they’re keeping from your muse.

 ♤ - What they thought about your muse when first meeting.