#caedeis

[seasreign]

                                                  &   * º.゜   starter  call   :   @caedeis​    .

 ❝          ow      !          ❞                        arthur  hits  the  wall  with  his  back      ,      the  force  knocking  his  head  into  hard  brick                     and  that  hurts      .      as  he  slips  down  to  sit      ,      he  notices  the  man  he’s  been  watching  since  what  seems  like  the  beginning  of  the  fight      .      not  that  arthur  has  a  sixth  sense  about  this  stuff      ,      but  there  is  something  different  about  him  that  arthur  can’t  place  his  finger  on      .                          ❝          hey  you                     what  side  are  you  on      ?          ❞

[godresembled]

@caedeis | ♡

"You're handy with that sword. How do you feel about joining up with the City Watch?" he asked, hand resting on the hilt of Dark Sister at his side. It wasn't often Daemon saw a fighter that thrilled him, and he wasn't going to pass up the chance to have such skill and energy on his own side.

[godresembled]

@caedeis | ♡

The impact vibrated through the metal of his arm, softened before it hit the flesh of his shoulder so it was barely a twinge. Releasing the ground as he straightened up, rolling his shoulders backward to relieve the tension from stopping his momentum, Bucky eyed the blond and tried to figure out what he was. Another super soldier? One of Thor's friends? Neither mattered, and Bucky curled his hand into a fist to throw at his throat.

[godresembled]

@caedeis | ♡

The air buzzed around him as if he was one of the dragons, and yet for once her mind felt... quiet. No tangled shimmering maybes superimposed over him. It drew her in like a moth to an uncovered flame, curious when there was no book to page through. Leaving the maidservant to chase after the twins, she followed the golden thread to him. "Good morning, ser."

[godresembled]

@caedeis | ♡

There was something feral about him, like the alley cats who watched her from their hiding spots, wriggling mice clamped in their jaws. Selina had never been a mouse, and a bigger cat wasn't going to change that; she strode past him as confidently as she did any other patron at the Iceberg to place an order with the bartender. Turning to the side as she waited on her drink, she looked at him again, this time more openly. "You must be new around here," she observed with the smile she wore for work.

[riddlecrowned-a]

attention  drawn  easily  by  the  question  ,  a  brow  arches  and  head  cants.  unlikely  curiosity  shining  within  eris’s  eyes.  steps  measured  ,  careful  (  calculated  —  but  is  not  her  every  move  ?  )  and  for  a  mere  breath  she  allows  herself  to  settle.  she  doesn’t  speak  ,  not  immediately  ,  an  attempt  to  weigh  up  what  truth  there  was  behind  the  words  spoken.  expression  does  not  betray  inner  thoughts  yet  sigh  that  falls  from  her  lips  is  surely  telling  ,  for  he  knows  her  better  than  most.  perhaps  her  hesitation  is  too  yet  she  cannot  bring  herself  to  care.  ❛  confidence  and  trust  ?  I’m  standing  right  here  ,  am  i  not  ?  is  that  not  enough.  ❜  the  smile  that  settles  across  features  is  small  ,  doesn’t  quite  reach  her  eyes.  vague  is  such  an  answer  ,  yet  at  the  same  time  not  —  did  her  words  not  ring  true  ?  she  had  little  time  for  others  ,  a  tedious  act  to  engage  yet  here  she  stood.  ❛  don’t  talk  such  nonsense.  where  has  this  come  from  ?  ❜

@caedeis​  asked:  ❝  did  it  ever  occur  to  you  that  i  might  be  the  one  who  deserves  your  confidence  and  your  trust ?  ❞

[nimueriesarchives]

𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ✉ ➟ ARES ( @caedeis​ ) sent:

∟         ‘  i just need to feel something.  ‘

           ● ● ●                      ❝ AND I SUPPOSE BITING AT EVERYONE IN A FIFTY MILE RADIUS LIKE A MAD DOG AIDS IN THAT VENTURE, HM? ❞ Nimue glances up at the elder god from her kneeling position on the floor, momentarily forgetting the task of putting a magical salve on his cut and calloused hands to allow herself a moment of genuine appraisal. The admission that comes from his lips takes her off guard, blonde head nodding faintly in understanding. A thousand plus years and the sorceress still had a hard time filling the void of existence no matter how she tried.

Of course, she liked to think she had better coping mechanisms.

❝ You should adopt a pet, ❞ she mumbles absently, once again absorbed in her work upon his hands. ( Why she should care about the fleeting injuries of a divine entity, the girl doesn’t rightly know but alas! ) ❝ Might give you something to care about at least. Someone that needs and relies upon you...could give you a sense of responsibility. ❞ Nimue turns his palms over, making certain that she is content with her results before pulling away. Violet eyes meet green once more, searching their depths.

❝ Or did you come here expecting the witch to do something about it? ❞

[queenwolf-blogs]

`  ☾  “The code is more what you’d call ‘guidelines’ than actual rules.”

        THE    WOLFHOUND    SEATED    AT    her    feet    is    uneasy    and    distrustful  ,    but    the    moon    smooths    a    hand    over    the    shine    of    its    coat    soothingly    so    to    dissuade    him    from    acting    on    it  .    jacques    snuffs    halfway    through    a    growl    and    resigns    himself    to    simply    glaring    at    his    mistress’    company  .    ❝    do    you    think    so  ,    brother  ?    ❞    there    is    humor    suggested    only    in    words  ,    yet    her    tone    holds    little    emotion  .    she    sips    from    a    teacup    daintily    and    peers    at    ares    over    the    rim    of    it  .    ❝    what  ,    then  ,    separates    us    from    the    animals  ?    ❞

                               ❛     ⇁  @caedeis​​​​​ .