#duskdivined

[griefseason]

❛    you  𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆  power.    ❜       admiration  &*  interest  practically  set  asterin's  gaze  aglow  as  she  eyes  @duskdivined.          a  grin  curves  her  lips  ,  iron  canines  bared  with  no  malice.           lean  arms  cross  ,  then  she's  set  forward  ,  steps  carrying  her  in  a  prowl  around  the  fae.          ❛    𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍  𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆  𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.   ❜         no  distaste  ;  reverance.        

[f1ameheir]

— @duskdivined get's a starter because i love them.

❛   nesta ?!   ❜      it was the sound of aelin’s voice that eased the radiating ire that bloomed amongst the two males behind her at the sudden arrival of the woman before them.      well , the woman and the dark haired man beside her.      whereas she knew to inquire about the stranger alongside her friend , aelin could not withhold worry in regards to why she was here.      not when she , and the strange male beside her , looked as if they had run for their lives.      embers trickled within her at the realization   —   for a threat against any of her friends was one aelin took personally.      on this world or any other. 

shoving the mass of a male that was rowan from before her , aelin is quick to close the space between the two.      hands warmed from within reach to grab hold of the other woman’s hand as a silent tell that she was safe.      ❛   are you okay ?   ❜

[afterdecay]

i have no intention of marrying for love. for benedict or anybody else from bridgerton if you'd prefer tbh!

it's as though a wick has lit aflame. she speaks the words as though they've come straight from his own mind – and he realizes then, they might just be aligned in that regard. love seems a rarity. not all who who wed are as fortunate enought to find what his mother and father had. (their's had been a true and wholesome love.)

he is cursed as the second son: the lesser important son. anthony held the burden of the first son which allowed benedict to gallavant about with the only true concern of his being not to ruin potentials for his younger siblings. he's been discreet about his dalliances, has made it clear all these years he's no intention to wed. but his mother pushes and pushes – his resolve is crumbling before his eyes. he fears he has no choice but to give into his mother's demands. if only she knew the struggles that come with being the second son.

nesta's statement, while rather forward (and a breath of fresh air, really!), has renewed his interest in the prospect. no one will ever fully understand him; perhaps not even accept him for his hidden truths. he sees an opportunity here and offers, ❝ then you should know it isn't love that i seek. i simply wish to adhere to my duty, but i don't see a future of a loving marriage. – you'll be cared for well, money is no issue and you'd have the bridgerton name. ❞ he waits a beat to allow that to sink in. his family holds a lot of weight as far as social standing goes. ❝ we could wed with no expectations other than a marriage in name alone. ❞

@duskdivined

[hopesheal]

@duskdivined asked : 👌👌 Send 👌 if you would like to explore a PLATONIC relationship between our muses!

when does yrene get to join the valkyries !!!!!

[littlegossip]

@duskdivined ⸺ “ stop comparing yourself, it's pointless. ”

‧︑ ⸺ ❀ hyacinth had never once allowed herself to indulge that little green monster in the back of her head. always too busy, always found it ridiculous to do anything of the sort. yet here she was, brows pinched and lips a tight line. COMPARING. exactly what nesta said. it earned her a little bit of a narrowed eye look before exhaling sharply.

“ i know it's not going to get me anywhere, before you add. ” so self aware, this young woman. “ BUT SOMETIMES IT'S HARD. ” it's not just women her own age ... who are more demure, more approachable. sometimes it's her own family, her own sisters. so happy, and in love, & HYACINTH STRUGGLES. “ whether you deem it pointless or not. ” perhaps a little too snippy, despite herself. “ SORRY. ”

[star1ightheir]

┈ ﹐   @duskdivined   ﹒   gets a semi plotted starter

never allow anger to become you. words a long lost yet eternally wise woman had once spoken into her daughter's ear what felt as if a millenia ago. many phrases and advice the woman had once offered her. knowing the world her daughter was to grow in , the trials and tribulations that would follow her like a waiting asp soley for her title and bering of wings . . . she had never wanted to raise either of her children to be but lambs to slaughter. even more so her sole daughter. memories of times before the hearth , combs brushing through asteria's long onyx strands as stories wove into the fibers , was the reason for the voice in her ear.

the state of the cabin had fueled a deep rooted fire within. the reason she had been dispatched for hours past dinner. fingers numb from scrubbing paint from weather worn walls brushed against the now tattered trousers she had opted for over a gown as she moved through the house of wind. ( pity in the fact asteria had once loved these pants. ) not that she had claimed the house in any sort , it answered to nesta in such a way asteria held naught but respect towards. moonstone had become her haven. but exhausted wings left her little choice as to her pit stop.

lost in her own mind , tallying the tasks still to do to mend their mother's home , it should not have been a surprise to have her path near cut off by nesta herself. “   ohh . . . !   ” gathering herself , asteria pulls herself back into the moment at hand. pulling her body to the side to allow the other to pass. “   apologies. i was only here for a moment then i will be off.   ”

[vvitchlings]

duskdivined asked: we've been researching legends, but there isn't much to go on. ✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐓 𝟏.

" let's give them hell enough to make a few new ones then. " together , they would make a wonderful team. mutual enemies did not stand a chance. she knows well of nesta's capabilities---admires her vigor. " what do you say , nesta archeron ? will you join me ? "

[vvitchlings]

duskdivined asked: drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy ! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️

i'm a puddle of tears now. thank you amy. i love you !!! you are so kind too. truly such a warm presence on my dash and i really am grateful to have spoken to you.