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Fairies, fey? We are mischievous. 🥴
@feylore said: ❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞ from elain // random starters.
this archeron sister reminds her so much of emilia that her heart aches with a dull pain. the weight of grief is never far from the high lady of dawn, it’s always there; sometimes a heavy fog, other times light as mist, but ever present. cleiona isn’t even sure what it is about elain that reminds her so much of emilia, perhaps a shared softness, a kindness in spite of everything the world had given them. perhaps also the shared loss of a loved one, although the guard emilia had loved was killed and not merely alive and yet unreachable. perhaps in some ways elain’s situation is worse, having to live knowing that the one to whom she had given her heart had spurned it and her. the high lady’s teal eyes are soft as she takes a seat next to elain, offering her a warm cup of tea. “ what do you mean by that? ”
❛ I never realised you think so highly of me , ❜ a slow smirk builds at the corners of his lips , masking the slight surprise in hazel eyes . for his general to concede the fact that he was ‘ okay ’ was a shining compliment , if he ever saw one .
❛ and here I thought you wanted to kill me . I’m glad we moved on from that . ❜
.•♛•. @feylore said : zoya publically: ✪✪✪✪ // zoya privately: ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
@feylore asked: “john..... shut up and take off your pants.” emori wink wink ➜ Always accepting // Meme prompts.
𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆. He’s on some tangent about how Raven cheated at chess so she could get out of chores this week because she had something better to do than to scrub toilet seats and wash algae stained dishes. This lead to deeper seeded issues, ones of inadequacy. He didn’t feel like he had a real place on the ark, not the way everyone else did. They all had a purpose. He couldn’t find his, other than Emori. Slender digits are reaching out, hooking the hem of his pants and pulling him closer towards the edge of the bed where she sat on her knees, big eyes and beautiful smile looking up at him. “ john...… shut up and take off your pants.”
That was, nearly enough to completely shut him up. He’s paused momentarily to allow himself to move towards her, closing distance when she tugs him closer. Mischief plays on his lips in the form of a partial grin. “ I know what you’re doing.” He starts, leaning down enough to cup her cheek with his right hand and push forward, resting a single knee against the side of the bed to position himself above her. “ You’re just trying to shut me up.”
@feylore: aramis & anne in s.tar wars verse
he had always known he would end up here, acting guard for the king and queen of this world. it’s what he had trained for. years and years of his life spent honing his abilities, learning to fight and survive and die if need be, in order to protect rightful rulers so that this place could keep on spinning and thriving. he had foreseen so much, hardship, friendship, and loss. but he hadn’t seen the anger that could come with watching the queen be disrespected, if such a thing were discovered he would certainly be kicked out, possibly killed.
so he stays silent, his eyes on forward on the people come to petition the court. his hand on his lightsaber, and his mind on the way the queen sits in her chair, how the king ignores her.
finally, finally, the torture ends and aramis brings himself to the queen’s chair quickly (too quickly) but the king is too busy looking somewhere else to notice. “your majesty, may i escort you to your quarters?”
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine // blaise & daphne @ yule ball // @feylore
❛ i don’t --- ❜ blaise quickly shook his head when daphne gave him that look and reached her hand out to him. he realized he should be the one to ask her to dance. it was what all the other boys were doing, especially with their dates. yet there he sat at one of the tables, elbows resting on his knees as he looked up at the blonde female with half a grin on his lips. breaking their eye contact, the male’s dark gaze scanned the room, finding professor moody’s gaze and it penetrated him, prompting him to stand up and clear his throat, looking back at daphne with a soft, slightly nervous chuckle. ❛ fine, yes, ❜ he said, taking her hand in his and leading her out to the dance floor. blaise was not a good dancer, at least he didn’t think so, however as he let the music really reach his ears and mind while looking at everyone else, it seemed to come more naturally. after fixing his tie slightly, he wrapped an arm around daphne’s waist, leading her through the room, trying to not bump into anyone else -- especially when he shifted hands to lifted her up into the air, spinning around with his eyes widening. maybe he wasn’t so bad after all.
💋 FOR A REVERSE KISS ↳↳ accepting ( @feylore )
auradon was full of new and interesting things, but none were as interesting as jane. from the moment harry had seen her, appearing from the woods in a flash of pale blue and raven black, armed with nothing but a water gun to fend off the monstrous spelled form of the auradon king, fearless as any pirate. in the sea of new and interesting things, of boys and girls clad in their fancy dresses and suits, jane was what stood out the most. whenever he was forced to mingle with auradon, she was who he looked for when uma was playing isle advocate and royal advisor.
“ you’re the best thing about this place. ” harry had said absently and yet genuinely. he hadn’t expected anything from it, in comparison to his many compliments and easy flirtations, the words were practically plain but jane had shifted beside him in an instant and moved. her cool fingertips touched the edges of his face and guided him down to her level as she rose up on the very tips of her toes to meet him and harry let her. let the scent of her hair wash over him, watched how her thick lashes lowered and her pale blue eyes closed, watched the set of her mouth fit against his own in a single breath and melted. her lips tasted of golden champagne, soft and full.
harry pressed forward and just like that, the moment shattered. jane moved as if to pull back and he could taste the stuttered apology on her lips before she could even string the words into a sentence. harry wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her against him as he pressed his lips back against hers in a kiss that threatened to devour. harry’s lips tugged upwards into a wide grin as he kissed her, triumphant and eager, he held her close and dragged his tongue over her lower lip to make her gasp.
Fang and Light by Feylore
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