#bornofthedawn

[deardrownedophelia]

[ trace ] sender traces receiver's lips with their thumb ( aurora for Derek hehe ) @bornofthedawn

Derek was no stranger to arranged marriages, he'd known for years that they'd be wed upon their 21st birthdays. He had heard stories of her, of the beauty that had transfixed nearly every person she'd crossed.

Derek, was no better.

Aurora had not simply just been beautiful, but sharp of tongue. It had simply been the most otherworldly encounter, the first few times they'd met. Derek turned as she entered their now shared room, a smile softening his face.

"There you are" An arched brow, his hand reaching out for her to join him at his side. "Are you ready to see your adoring city?" He quipped, caught off guard as she reached up for his face. Derek froze, surprised at the intimacy of the moment. "Aurora—" Derek stopped with a breath, his gaze dropping to her as her thumb brushed his lower lip. Resistraint, was a word he was struggling with whenever Aurora pushed at him like this. He was never sure if she meant it or to simply taunt him.

"...Have I told you yet how...absolutely beautiful you look in your dress?"

[seachant]

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@bornofthedawn MAYBE ??? also i LOVE vintage s*leeping b*eauty content

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[dreamawoken]

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// I couldn't decide which colour to go with (also if you had a preference???) So I went with both :3

[honorforged-archive]

Zuko has learned that when his girlfriend/wife says she wants to cuddle what she really means is she wants him to squeeze the anxieties out of her.

[travmsoldat]

🥀 ✦ ✧. @bornofthedawn .

"His Imperial Highness, the Crown Prince Phillip!"

He did say he'd have a word with the King in the morning. Just barely beyond the crack of dawn, though, may be a bit much. But Phillip was always a morning person, and this burning matter could not wait for the lazier hours of the day.

"Stefan!" He starts, briefly thanking the chamberlain who had announced him before taking long, purposeful strides towards the raven-haired King as he breakfasts. Roasted figs dripping in honey, manchet bread with a variety of sweet butters and clotted creams.

What a shame he would be having none of it.

Just as his painfully soon-to-be father-in-law begins his first bite of bread and cheese, Phillip pinches it away from his hand and tosses it over his shoulder.

"You held the Princess away for nearly twenty years. Did you not tell her, your own daughter, as to why that might be?"

He glowers at the King, looking down at him.

Both physically and metaphorically.

"The truth, Stefan. Nothing else will do."

[vintersang]

RANDOM CHARACTER ASSOCIATIONS

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animal - arctic fox

colour(s) - shades of purple and blue

month - december

song - writing on the wall (blackmore's night)

number - five

time of day - night

plant - purple heather

scent - old books

crystal - white opal

season - winter

place -  a forgotten library

astrological sign - capricorn

astrological house - tenth

astrological planet - saturn

element - water

musical genre - classical

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[honorforged-archive1]

Starter for @bornofthedawn

Zuko was not one to ignore a call for help, not even from a stranger. He moved through the underbrush like a shadow, every step measured, every sense alert. The smoke curling above the treetops told him enough —someone was in trouble, and the royal scouts had confirmed the presence of bandits in the area.

He emerged at the edge of a clearing and saw her.

A young woman, cornered by four men with crude weapons and cruel laughter. Her golden hair was tangled, and her cloak torn, but she stood her ground with unexpected grace. Even in distress, she held her head high, back straight, chin lifted with stubborn dignity.

Zuko’s eyes narrowed, and the moment one of the bandits lunged for her, Zuko acted.

A stream of fire exploded across the clearing, searing the ground in a bright arc. The attackers staggered back, startled by the sudden blaze. All eyes turned to him.

He stepped forward, fire licking at his fists.

“Leave her,” Zuko growled, voice sharp as steel.

“Who the hell are you?” one of the bandits shouted, raising a blade.

Zuko didn’t answer. He moved.

The clearing lit up in flashes of gold and red as he struck. Fire swept through the space with precision, not chaos. One bandit was knocked unconscious with a spinning kick. Another dropped his sword and fled. The last two barely had time to scream before they were flattened by twin blasts of heat.

When it was over, smoke curled from the scorched earth, and only Zuko remained standing.

He turned to the woman, her back pressed against a tree, breath shallow, hands clenched at her sides. Wide blue eyes locked with his. “You’re safe now,” he said, tone even but quiet. “They won’t hurt you.”

[verreprincesse]

"Aurora, you're distracting even to me."