#enasaliin

[despiour]

@enasaliin might get murdered in a cave (x). 

“To the cunning person, anywhere can be suitable for a good murder. Settling for caves is child’s play. But I do know of a particularly nice cave. There is meant to be some kind ancient treasure there. I wondered if that might interest you?” 

[fadewalking]

places a small kiss to the tip of his ear. she's living dangerously today.

“Wherever you kiss me, I shall return the favor in kind.” He reciprocates, kissing her at the tip of her ear as well with a gentle smile.

[hisregret-blog]

@enasaliin | cont. 

“I have sensed Darkspawn nearby,” he began, sitting down on a nearby stool. “I need to take a closer look and see where they are coming from, and if I find the source I may need help sealing it off,” he explained.

“I too hope that this task will be spider-free, but I fear that we may run into something far worse while we’re down there.”

[lcgacyofages-a]

@enasaliin cont. from here

It had been a mutual interest, a mutual desire. A want for touch and desire to feel someone’s hands on them both. And they both liked each other well enough so here they were, having found a quiet area. Arik welcomed the heat of her lips against his own, his hands brushing back her hair and cupping her cheeks as he deepened the kiss.

He kept her close as he felt her fingers toy with his clothes, eventually starting to undress him for herself. The feeling of her hands tracing his skin sent a thrill through him. Easily, he shrugged out of his top, his hands returning to run up her form. He moved his lips to press kisses along her jaw to her ears, tracing them with kisses before returning to her mouth.

He pulled her close to him, holding her close as he deepened the kiss. She’d given the go ahead, after all, and he wasn’t the type of man to hold back.

[selflice]

@enasaliin offered a prayer

“ – Are you a little lost in these ruins? Not many venture this deep in the wood. I s’pose they may find it, well...Confusin’.”

He’d noticed her. She was someone searching the ruins within these forests, something of Ancient elven to cling to their history. She may only find what was left of the Dales elves here, though, with whispers of what had been.

[compassionsblade-archive-blog]

asha cups his cheeks and smooches his forehead before pulling him into a hug. cole needs hugs.

It’s a surprise to say the least. People usually don’t get this close, and if they do it’s because they need something he has. Apparently what Asha needs is closeness. Cole doesn’t know what to do at first, and then remembers that people usually hug back. He carefully wraps his arms around her middle.

Warm.

[ghostuned-a-blog]

enasaliin replied to your post: asha whats ur secret. is it the bear thing. 

IDK LMAO

CLARKE AND SOLASMANCING LAVELLANS EVERYWHERE WANT UR TIPS

[lunuanaki]

@enasaliin

  The Archduke waited on the steps to Lothric Castle with an air of serenity, his eyes closed against the sun. Almost everyone was inside, chasing their tails, trying to tidy the place up for Gwynevere’s visiting family, lest Lord Gwyn think his little girl had been married into embarrassment. Izana chuckled at the thought. If only he could arrange for them to bump into Gwynevere’s new husband first thing in the morning, yawning, hair at right angles, scratching his--

  Ah!

  There it was; the arrival he was waiting for. Not Lord Gwyn, not yet, and not in such an understated carriage. No, no, this was his other daughter.

  “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Lady Gwyndolin.” he said, offering a deeper bow than was really appropriate.

  As he straightened up, the look in his eye changed; his reserved manner fizzled out, replaced by a sudden excitement. Almost as quickly, he threw his arms around Gwyndolin.

  “Gosh, you’re even prettier than I heard! Was your journey okay? Do you need a massage? Didn’t you bring her with you? Your friend, the lady? I was so looking forward to seeing her... meeting her, I mean!”

  He laughed, pulled a fan from his sleeve and flicked it open.

  “I should let you inside before I start interrogating you, right? Silly me! Come in, come in! I wonder if Gwynevere will throw a party...”