#aercana

[sanktasolntse]

i’m fighting for my LIFE

[highladys]

     feyre  &  morrigan.      [   @aercana​   ]

               mates.     they were mates and she still hadn’t wrapped her head around it.     it felt strange,     to be so intertwined with another soul.     to feel like she would no longer be able to walk the planet if she didn’t have morrigan near her,      or at least present somewhere.        it’s a sleepy smile that creeps on her lips when she wakes up next to the blonde.       rolling on her side to kiss their shoulder.

               “     good morning,      ”          she whispers,      voice laced in honey.      kissing their neck gently,      lips suck and nib on the skin.        “     how did you sleep  ?     ”         it’s another whisper.      fingers slide into the blonde hair of the other,      tugging on it gently.        “      i wish we could take the day off.     i’d like to stay here.      ”

[m-bardbattled]

your hair is a little messy... sit still! / jester?        ♡        @aercana​. 

❝ it can’t be that messy, can it? ❞   elsie dutifully freezes in place and allows her hair to be... well, she’s not completely sure what jester is planning to do with it. she normally leaves it loose, occasionally tucks it up in braids, and largely ignores it until it happens to swing into her face. it’s always a little messy, she just never thinks about it. gods know what’s happened to it now. she’s had to pull twigs and leaves free before, but she’s not been for a jaunt in the woods or a roll down a hill, so that can’t the problem. wind-blown strands could be the culprit...   ❝ i should brush it again, shouldn’t i? ❞

[jcmiss]

{ @aercana​ asked: 🍁 + thoughts on the party? SEND 🍁 + ANY QUESTION YOU’VE BEEN CURIOUS TO KNOW ABOUT MY MUSE!

oh u want the 🍵?

astraea: easily the most beautiful person she’s ever met. vyllora is also glad they seem to have so much in common? ( #richgirlbesties ) she feels like she can relate to astraea more than anyone else in the party, and definitely wants to get to know her better

cade: he really feels like another one of her brothers at this point. which is great on the one hand, because she no longer thinks he hates her. but on the other hand, it’s frustrating because she is certain he is hiding something from her/the party, but no one knows what. 

kai: cade has friends? cade has hot friends? that’s all she knows about kai at this point

ryker: vyllora would like to hold his hand. a lot. she admires his love of adventure mixed with his love of learning. also his new little robot companion is adorable

shenshu: most of the time she thinks “why is he doing that” but she is slowly coming to accept that she simply does not understand him or his motivations

wren: her chaotic-ness sometimes makes vyllora nervous, and she feels like wren is more complicated inside than she lets on at first. but she is glad wren is in the party and definitely feels like she has the party’s back in a fight

[livingprophecy]

when people see d/avid c/asteñada and think of my bucky i just 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[swanode]

@aercana​​ asked : 🍒 me.... maybe?

flora !! i really hope you know how much i love seeing you on my dash and how much i love talking to you. you are genuinely one of the nicest people i’ve met on tumblr, and i cannot imagine being on here without you around. all of your muses are so well thought-out and loved, and it really shows. even though i’m not familiar with a majority of your muses, i love them all and love you so much. our dynamics (especially wrenstraea) mean so much to me, and so do you. ily <3

[mueria]

@aercana     :     I  THINK  THESE  IDIOTS  ALL  SHOT  EACH  OTHER.

               grimace stains her features.    she’s   repulsed   and she makes no effort to hide it.    the blood trails were evident enough and   she bites back a sour remark,   snapping her bladed fan back in place.    a game of stifling testosterone, she gathers.    brows furrow as she steps closer to the group of bodies scattered in a haphazard circle,   she can only imagine the idiotic bets they made before emotions blew up.    or this was a test.    she could never tell with king’s.    head turned to face petra,   viridescents piercing through the thick of her painted countenance,         ❝   the student body number is   dropping   so quickly,   maybe if they keep shootin’ each other we might have a chance.    ❞          it’s unspoken,   but the inevitable doom lingers around the corner.    not that she had to worry before,    but with her shaky ground with the soto vatos,   she wasn’t expectin’ anything short of a   bullet   in her.          ❝   what’re we s’posed to do now ?    we can’t go back empty - handed.    ❞ 

[sanktasolntse-a]

@aercana​​ asked : wren stormdriver My muse not included, who else could you see me roleplaying?

who dat