#icebhaal

[bloodtwin]

flings an ice knife at his head. he hasn't done anything yet; she's just bored.

HE  DODGES  THE  KNIFE  that  @icebhaal  chucks  at  him  without  even  looking  up. It  shatters  against  the  wall  behind  him.  “  You  will  be  mopping  up  the  puddle  when  the  ice  melts,  dear.  ”

[vahaemion]

anakin ask questions later skywalker : that's not what i had in mind.

Anakin  wiped  the  blood  off  his  sword  on  his  cape.  So  killing  them  didn't  bring  up  any  fast  solutions.  It  wasn't  his  fault  they  annoyed  him  to  hell  and  back  by  their  batting  around  his  questions.  "Would  you  rather  I  sit  with  them  and  have  tea?  Maybe  have  a  crumpet  or  two?"  His  tone  was  mocking.  Sheathing  his  blade,  he  bent  down  and  grabbed  the  map  as  he  waved  it  in  Seraphina's  face.  "Now  we  know  where  Moonrise  is  and  the  path  to  get  there."

@icebhaal

[bloodtwin]

sera realized she was in love with puck when ummmm.... when he... when they....

Tell  me  about  the  moment  your  muse  realized  they  were  in  love  with  mine   ➷ @icebhaal

It's okay, Sera. He did not expect you to send something for that meme.

[heavnhill]

violet remembers the last time she tried to fight back   —   the burning fist around her throat, the way she felt her windpipe crush and crunch under pressure. whenever flashes of the altercation hits her brain like the eight of wands, she feels her stomach drop and her pulse turn hot. this time, though, she’s got her fists clenched, little unsheathing fangs coming out, like some baby vampire. it’s fucking rage. rage for feeling like this, rage for being tethered like a fucking pathetic dog, rage for letting it get this far   …   far enough that she came back completely fucking wrong. it’s like an animal tired of being kicked. a full bowl of food isn’t enough to ease the pang in her ribs.   “your patience? your patience, you fucking bitch?”   it’s sudden, blurted, with confidence that neither violet nor seraphina knew she possessed. she almost stammers, but, fuck, it comes out just as sharp as her claws.   “you’ve worn mine down, and i’m fuckin’ fed up with you and your bullshit and making me into this. fuck you and your patience.”

…   because, if violet is already dead, what can seraphina do? who knows how many times violet has died. it doesn’t bother her anymore. she comes back, and she comes back, and she comes back, and she comes back. what is there to lose? oh. it’s octavia. that’s something she can lose, and she sure as hell doesn’t want to. but she fights   —   hard. “i’m done, and i swear to fucking god, i’m not joking, don’t come running the fuck after me, don’t try and make me feel like i’ve got no choice. go find another bassist, go jerk off in the mirror some more, go find someone else to be me.”

don’t test my patience / @icebhaal

[divinesmights]

( THE END STARTS NOW ) @icebhaal says, why do you find that difficult to believe?

      FLASHING IMAGES OF THE BODIES ARE HARD TO GET OUT OF HER HEAD, those poor tieflings... their kin, in the puddles of their blood, slain premeditatedly. the grove now a graveyard, when it was supposed to be a sanctuary, for both the druids & the runaway tieflings even if temporary. THEIR BLOOD IS ALSO ON VALKYRIE'S HANDS, the devastating truth that makes her stomach churn to a point where she's going to be sick, even if it had not been her choice... she did not have a choice.

on the other hand, seraphina had shown no signs of remorse, as if it never happened. valkyrie could barely just look at her in the eyes, the guilt eating away & the nauseous feeling didn't seem to settle.

  ❛ why you did it is what i fail to believe. they didn't deserve to die. ❜

[divinesmights]

( THE END STARTS NOW ) @icebhaal says, this is not a problem.

      JAW CLENCHES & THERE IS A FIERY SPARK IN HUES, a twitch in the glabella to match the burning rile forming in the back of her throat. she knew seraphina could not care less for the people around her, a behaviour that continously repeated itself, but to say that ABOUT ANOTHER COMPANION is just the beginning of the end.

to say valkyrie is disillusioned &, quite frankly, deflated is an understatement. SHE ATTEMPTS TO COOL DOWN HER GROWING TEMPERS BEFORE SHE SPEAKS UP, no matter how hard she's trying, ❛ -- NOT a problem ? THE FUCK is that supposed to mean ? ❜ her throat begins to hurt, as if something is clawing their way out, the paladin could swear she could taste the blood / BUT SHE HAS TO STAY CALM, SHE HAS TO. ❛ orin has kidnapped one of us, & you don't think that's a problem ? ❜

what is wrong with you; a statement she holds back.

[heavnhill]

you're avoiding me, @icebhaal

“no. i’m not.”       they are, like, fully avoiding seraphina. they refuse to make eye contact     —     seraphina’s voice is like an animal’s snarl to violet’s ears, it makes violet’s hackle raise for a moment. but she shrinks, her arms crossing, she holds herself in a nervous hug. blood has been caked under her nails from a recent feed, she’s got a little bit more color in her face, and she looks just as guilty as she always does after ripping into someone’s intestines     …     never feels good. physically, it’s awesome. emotionally? mentally? if she was allowed to die, if she could, she would fucking end her shit now. because she feels like a monster     —     she doesn’t understand how seraphina does this with a big smile on her face, like it’s nothing, like nobody is anything at all. just like violet. nothing at all.       “don’t worry about it. i want to go back to my room.”

[sanguinisa]

💋

get a kiss // @icebhaal ;;

Nan didn't need to be asked twice. She bent low, tilting Sera's chin up just enough so that Nan could kiss her, tongue tracing the shape of her lips before slipping in between them. It was ambrosaic, the taste of Sera's mouth in hers, breath intermingling, noses brushing against each other. If Sera let her, Nan would kiss her well past sunset, and into the next day, too.