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Ler! Oliver (my opinion) I feel like he would secretly sneak in Alice's room and tickle her >:3
I BELIEVE THIS IS 100% CANON
Tamlin and Feyre healing each other 🥺
The infirmary was well stocked, but was more of a supply closet with a worktable than an actual place to host sick faeries. I supposed that was all they needed when they could heal themselves with their immortal powers. But this wound—this wound wasn’t healing. Tamlin slumped against the edge of the table, gripping his injured hand at the wrist as he watched me sort through the supplies in the cabinets and drawers. When I’d gathered what I needed, I tried not to balk at the thought of touching him, but … I didn’t let myself give in to my dread as I took his hand, the heat of his skin like an inferno against my cool fingers. I cleaned off his bloody, dirty hand, bracing for the first flash of those claws. But his claws remained retracted, and he kept silent as I bound and wrapped his hand—surprisingly enough, there were no more than a few vicious cuts, none of them requiring stitching. I secured the bandage in place and stepped away, bringing the bowl of bloody water to the deep sink in the back of the room. (ACOTAR Chapter 12)
I sat on the edge of a bed, and while I’d thought being an immortal meant a higher pain threshold and faster healing, I winced a good deal as Tamlin inspected my few remaining wounds, then healed them. (ACOTAR Chapter 46)
jon and ghost reunite❤️
thecwriverdale: Partners in crime.
Maeve hadn’t been feeling good for the last few days and she finally found out why. So, it was time to talk to Jakob. Jakob was shocked, but he was also excited to be a dad. They talked about what comes next. Starting with moving in together. <3
pushes a Pocky bag at Rashoumon. that's it, he wants to play the game - for possibly the first time too.
How could he deny even a silent request. Of course now he’s found out about this curious game, one used as an excuse for intimate moments. Rashoumon can’t complain though, any moment with his love is better than the last.
The little stick of chocolate is perfect. Nothing too sweet or overbearing for his Ryuu’s more limited palette. He wouldn’t want to overwhelm before the big finale. Little nibbles, placed between two sets of lips with a slow movement. That patience that only the void’s love could hope to bring. Never recalling eating something so slow and poignantly.
Bit by nibbled bit until lips meet. Sweet taste of chocolate mingling with a lover’s own unique one in a long and well needed kiss. “Delicious~”
...I have babies now. Floofy babies. Making new friends!
They’re so so so soft and fluffy and small and they have itty bitty bowties and Citron’s little princely toe beans are just perfect and I want to snuggle them all day 😭💛💚
Also! In the very near future--if everything goes through--I will have a big Verde voyaging across the ocean for Citron (and me) to gyuuuuuuu~ askdfj;lskdj;k