sanctuary.

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this is a highly selective & low activity multi muse blog.  this is a side blog to @bardbattled.  penned by puffin. 

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒   ♡   𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒

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talesspin​.

          She has half a mind to pull her arm free from his grasp. That she was well and truly capable of being able to follow him. It was not her first brush with danger and it would certainly not be her last. If it were any other time, she easily would have. But now is not the time or place to start an argument, and she is not foolish enough to do so. She would simply have to trust he knew what he was doing. “Are you always so heavy handed?”

    ❝ forgive me. ❞   athos lessens his grasp as much as he dares, but he does not slow his step or even really want forgiveness. he’s doing his job; he’s taking her to safety.   ❝ i am taking you to the musketeers’ garrison. we do not know where on palace grounds this assassin might have friends, and i cannot leave you in the street. ❞   his brothers will have to fend for themselves until he returns. they may even have put an end to the danger by then.

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runaljod​.

❝ All in these LANDS know of you …. does this not please you ?? ❞ or perhaps UHTRED the great warrior is not as arrogant as tales may tell. ❝ What do you WISH for me to tell you ?? We harbor a LIKENESS, that is all. It is no trick of the mind, only COINCIDENCE. ❞

    ❝ what pleases me is no business of yours. ❞   now that the initial shock has worn off, and only the prickling discomfort of the name daneslayer remains, uhtred is able to take a better look at the man in front of him. he is able to pick out the differences between them. he doesn’t back down from his first reaction, mostly because he finds it’s never useful to backpedal.   ❝ what is your name? ❞

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lghtpulled​.

EYES   ROLL   AS   SHE   COMES   IN   TO   SCOLD   HIM   ,    but   his   attention   is   very   quickly   turned   back   towards   the   device   and   the   burnt   pieces   of   bread   that   were   WEDGED   inside   it  ,   a   frown   pulling   at   his   lips  .    “  it’s   not   my   fault   it’s   faulty  .  ”    he   mutters  ,   PULLING   the   slices   free   as   he   dumps   them   into   the   bin  .    “  we’ll   just   have   to   do   this   the   old   fashioned   way  .    i’ll   try   to   turn   the   heat   down   so   our   eggs   won’t   burn   also  …   could   you   grab   us   some   DRINKS   while   you’re   there  ,   maybe  ?  ”

   ❝ perhaps it is best that i take over the food, and you grab us the drinks? ❞   though posed as a serious suggestion, the teasing sparkle in her eyes undermines her tone. kadri crosses the floor towards the cabinets to bring down a couple of glasses. she can’t wipe the smirk off her face, can’t resist poking at him just a little more.   ❝ but i think you’d burn the ice if i let you do that. what did you want, water or...? ❞

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fulcrcm​.

he  pauses  at  her  words,  a  deep  frown  settling  between  his  brows  for  a  moment  at  the  use  of  such  language  ;  though  he  forces  himself  to  remember  that  this  was  not  the  base  he  was  used  to.  respect  was  not  so  freely  given  here.  clearing  his  throat,  chin  lifting  as  his  hands  shift  to  clasp  behind  his  back.  “  go  ahead.  ”  he  takes  the  opportunity  to  study  the  woman,  attempting  to  place  a  name  to  her  face.  though  her  question  has  him  silent  for  a  moment  or  two  longer  than  necessary.  “  yes.  his  planet  aligned  themselves  with  the  first  order.  ”  head  tilts,  curiosity  blooming  within  his  chest,  though  he  keeps  his  expression  neutral.  “  why  do  you  ask  ?  ”

    ❝ no. his planet loathes him, but cannot match the order in strength, so they are forced to live under its rule. ❞   the anger that had been smoldering behind her eyes threatens to ignite, to explode. kadri can tell he is clearly trying to place her so she decides to assist.   ❝ because he is my brother, and i was hoping you would tell me he was dead. ❞   speaking the words feels like driving a knife through her own heart. she can remember their childhood but she has tried to detach herself from it. he killed their family. he is nothing to her now. he is all she has now. she shakes the thoughts away.   ❝ i am captain karga. ❞

[horroredits]

As Above So Below (2014)

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scarlett’s tags.

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❝ lord. ❞   he compensates for feeling unsteady in this place with a stoic expression. he comes when summoned, because he is bound by oath, bound by honor. there are times when this grates against his soul but the times when he finds a respectable man in the king are something of a salve.   ❝ i was told i was needed urgently. ❞

@kingalfrcd​.

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tap the heart for a thing !

[mirandahamilton]

STEFANIE MARTINI as LADY EADITH in THE LAST KINGDOM 5x02

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eadith’s tags.

[themusketeeranon]

All for One

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runaljod​.

❝ Do not FLATTER yourself, daneslayer – ❞ it physically PAINS Magni, to quell the urge to roll his eyes. ❝ I am aware of the LIKENESS between us ; even if you are a head shorter. ❞

❝ you know me, and yet i do not know you. ❞   he’s bristling internally, some of the discomfort burns behind his eyes. daneslayer. he’s earned the title; he feels the weight of its shame again, but he shoulders it. he never wanted this.   ❝ i ask you again: what is this? ❞

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talesspin​.

          Panic is not the first thing to rise to the surface. She was raised well to know that to panic did little good, it was easy now to remain calm, or appear to be at the very least. She does now however have a thousand questions, though very few of them were about her own sake.  “And go where?” It wasn’t an argument against going, though she felt she at least deserved to know that much. 

the first thing athos thinks is,  i don’t have time for this.  then he allows himself a moment to acknowledge her level-headed appearance. even if she had thought to argue with him, she’d be coming; he’s already reaching to take her by the arm, though he tries not to be rough about it, despite the great hurry. his feet are moving, propelling them both across the floor, towards the open door she’d come through.   ❝ outside, and quickly. ❞

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❝ what kind of trickery is this? ❞   it’s like gazing at himself in the reflection of a still pond, a muddy puddle, except it’s real. uhtred could reach out and touch this reflection if he wanted to but he’s not sure he should. he might be dreaming... or worse.

@runaljod​.

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❝ you’re... lucan! ❞   not that she doesn’t know him - of course she knows him. he’s her sister’s... well, she’s not actually sure what they are, but she knows they’re in love. which means she can probably trust him, and that he’s not going to be delighted about what she has to tell him.   ❝ i’m so happy to see... were you, were you coming to meles? you can’t go to meles. ❞

@inabsentiia​.

[alsostarringreneeoconnor]