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[mxthbladed]

[[ allow me to emotionally wreck my friends ]]

[creatrix-mea-archive]

“🌿🍒” -- because we all know I have to send one in from Elwin!

send “🌿🍒” (or "mistletoe") for Ana's reaction to standing under a mistletoe with her ( no longer accepting ) | @phoenix-flamed

𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄. If she wished to kiss her husband, might it be to appease him a little or just because she wanted to, Anabella could simply do so, yet she had to admit that the tradition had its own little charm to it. It gave her another excuse to step into his personal space, after all.

" I must be very lucky today, " she muttered before cupping his face with her soft, warm palms and giving him a kiss onto his lips. A quiet hum escaped her in response as she eased against him, drinking from affection. " I pray we will meet here again. "

[creatrix-mea-archive]

@eikonbound liked for an inner thought ->

" If only he were chosen as my husband... Maybe everything would be right."

[creatrix-mea-archive]

Was this what Elwin had felt when facing the imperial soldiers during the Night of Flames? Terror and desperation, born out of the knowledge that this was the end. Olivier had hurried to her side when the black knight in his bloodied armour had crossed the audience hall with swift steps that spoke of nothing but cruel purpose. With trembling hands, she pulled her son behind her as if she could shield her darling boy from the blow of his fabled blade—but the truth was that if he decided to kill him, nothing, not even her own body, would stand between him and her son's death.

She was no warrior, after all. "What is the meaning of this," Anabella demanded to know from Barnabas Tharmr who had conquered the realm in one single charge; so quickly not even Bahamut had been able to repel him in time. Holding her boy close, a dark shadow crossed her features in a deep frown. "You were not supposed to march into our city and claim it for yourself." This was not what they had agreed upon.

Yes, Elwin must have had similar, trying to protect her darling Joshua from the friends that had turned foes. What a fool she had been to trust the king and his lofty promises of cooperation. Now it seemed she was paying the price together with Olivier, who had buried his face into her side and avoided looking at the attacker. Even if she tried to flee with him now, Barnabas would simply cut them down, would he not?

@cagedfirebird

[redhorseman]

❛   cook . (they tried so hard. what's ur review war)

MISC Memes : Still Accepting -  cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food .

@etargus

War didn't even know what this was supposed to be. He stared down at the plate with a unimpressed expression; then he glanced up at Archer. Well, he wasn't one for rejecting such an earnest offer. Not when Archer was clearly doing this simply because they were a kind individual.

Kind enough to take the time to cook for him. No one did that.

So yea, he was going to eat it.

He grabbed a handful of breading, then stuffed it in his gullet. Still no manners...! But after chewing, tasting, and swallowing...he had his verdict.

"It's good."

[infamouscabal]

[ today on 'let's make horst suffer in various ways', apparently, ]

|| i hadn’t actually picked a theme yet but if you insist...

[infamouscabal]

[HAVE I TOLD YOU LATELY HOW MUCH I ADORE LUCY?]

[not recently, but she adores you & yours too]