#iironus

[sheathedlightningarchive]

    “...”  When did I become so j a d e d ?  And why is it that I spurn every glimpse of                                       c o m p a s s i o n ? All I have yearned for are answers to all of my questions, and yet, I did not realize I had them already....  He had not died in vain even when the light left his eyes. He saw her face as he passed, the final imprint that he had lived and loved and that was enough to part ways from being with her. Her fists clenched around the cold metal of the railing.  You were always a smug b a s t a r d, always trying to be the h e r o when no one else wanted to.. It was not that she wanted anyone else to perish in his place, but she had to wonder why he had seemed so happy to leave her side. What had he left her with? Soon, a pair of arms wrapped around her middle. A familiar scent caused her nostrils to flare ever so slightly, a warmth spreading in her chest. He left her with a second chance, one to find love and find the passion to love life again. He would never have wanted her to be so unhappy, so upset, and s e l f i s h. He would have wanted her to fall in love with herself and another again. Why did I want to w a n d e r this earth alone when I have the choice to wander it with another? I haven’t been a l o n e since you have been gone, but for some time, I have felt e m p t y and a n g r y that I could not correct my mistakes... But I will never regret loving you and still do, but you are gone and I can tell you, knowing you hear me, that I have found love again and it is b e a u t i f u l. Still, it was evident to the one holding her that she was dwelling on his memory. “For what it was worth, I am saddened we lost a comrade, but I am grateful that he at least left you here with me,” Her breath is caught in her throat as his low, comforting, almost silk like voice flowed into her ears. “He left me strength, passion, and relentless elegance in its purest form, and I thank him for that. You may miss him and that is fine, but know that I will love you enough for him and I for all of time.” The voice finished. Her eyes were watering. When had this ever happened last? Zada wanted to swallow, but a lump in her throat was preventing this. Her head slightly turned to view the others, soon her tightening grip on the railing relaxed and soon pulled away to turn and face the other entirely. A bittersweet, almost uneasy smile on their face. “I love you just the same, if not more, and I always will, for you have shown me that I can love again and that I still have much of it to give.” ... “And you can continue giving it to him as well, but just know I will never leave your side and even if I do, him and I will always love you.”  Zada fought a gentle smile and instead let a glistening set of tears fall down her face. The smile came anyway and she hugged the male close. Arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed her face into its hollow. His grip on her tightened as he moved her in closer and hugged her tighter in response. A kiss was soon pressed into her temple. “ A l w a y s ?” ... “ A l w a y s. “

[wieldthelight-blog]

[sheathedlightningarchive]

    hello? it’s me.      yes, i’m 

#LOOKINGFORNEWBOYFRIEND 👌 👌

  because mine is an actual pos.  💩 💩 

[radegastt-blog]

❝ everything used to be so simple … we had a beginning , a middle , & an end . ❞

► { the wolf among us || starters }

A quiet sigh passed through the Iron Lord’s lips as he remained seated on the stone courtyard bench, running calloused fingers over battleworn armor. Well maintained as it was, there was no erasing the scars across the metal. Some were deeper than others, some barely visible - though each had a story, and Radegast remembered them well.

Too well.

For a short time, Radegast fell still and silent, seemingly lost in thought as he mulled over the comment. Brows furrowing, Radegast finally looked upward to meet the eyes of Saladin. Some nameless thing dwelled within those hazel depths that only the man standing before him could identify with.

“We lost the luxury of simplicity long ago, brother.”

[sheathedlightningarchive]

SEND ME ❅ FOR MY MUSE TO CUDDLE UP NEXT TO YOURS ON THE COUCH                      (accepting)                       @iironus

 Old Russia was terribly cold during its winters--on this particular night. Zada was not feeling well and only sought to be warmth while her body shivered being much too cold to feel remotely alright. Saladin had placed both of their bodies underneath a thick comforter of sorts in front of a popping, crackling fire. It roared and sent such a blast of heat that would blister one’s face if they stood too close. Zada’s legs were brought up and against his thigh as she laid her head into his neck, one of his arms draped around her. Palm cupping the curve of her waist and his cheek pressed to the top of her head. Her rubs at her slowly, just to comfort her and hope to warm her up a bit.       “Feeling any better?”      “I always am with you, love.” She responded to which he smiled down before kissing the top of her head.

[sheathedlightningarchive]

           ‘w a r m - u p’           an of patience & pride drabble           o1 /  ?? 

  His hands were on his hips and his brows were raised some, he had to admit that he   did not think he would be worked this much with her. Saladin watched his lover across   the way adjust her finger-less, black gloves at the ends of her hands. 

           "Are you going to hold back, Saladin?”   She is t e a s i n g only because they both know not hurt one another physically.   (Emotionally as well, but no relationship is perfect.) Zada gently smiled to the male   and he returned it so willingly, the smile so easily melted onto his face seeing hers.             “Depends...Are you going to go easy on me?”   Zada chuckled at his words, her nose crinkling in the way when she smiles too   widely.            “I could,”     Another soft smile before she gets into a stance, fists clenched and eyes focused on his.           “But when did I ever play nice?”    Saladin smirked at this--she was f i e r c e, but silent in her confrontations. It was well    admired and noted. Eyes drifting over her form quickly before he made his own. Tall   and burly was a Titan’s nature, made to be brash and harsh in hand to hand combat.   He would not harm her, nor would he go entirely soft either.            “I can handle you nice or na-”   The man paused, that type of language almost made his cheeks turn too red. Zada   smirked and tossed some silvery hairs from her eyes.             “Oh ho, mind your tongue, love.”    With this, she began to advance in, a punch meant to meet his jaw was only stopped as his hand    clasped around her fist to twist it gently--which allowed her to twist into his chest. Upon    twisting, her free arm readied up an elbow to hit him in the torso. Saladin took in the situation    and allowed a strong leg to sweep under hers to lower her down onto a knee.    A quick counter from the woman as she too swept a leg to bring him down, releasing her fist,   and now landing on top of him. Saladin let out a huff and stared at her for a few seconds, a bit   of extra heat flooding his cheeks seeing her straddle him. Her hands moving to pin his wrists,   but he only grabbed hers and rolled them over to pin her down.           “One....tw-”   He paused feeling a pressure on his stomach--her knee. She’d brought it up with such swift   grace. A push was given and got him off enough to get him on his back, Zada promptly   forced her legs up and feet down onto the mat to spring herself back standing on the mat.            “As much as I know you like to top,             it’s nice to be on bottom,”   She gives a wink. This fight is f a r from over.

[reborninlight-a-blog]

Wrex: What did Hunters do before Bones of Eao?

Val: Got good.

[sheathedlightningarchive]

           ".....”   Zada is barely breathing, barely moving and she doesn’t feel that the pain will s u b s i d e,   soon enough she is letting herself fall into the dirt. Fallen bodies littered around her and   blood seeped from her gear. Chrome was in a panic and only tries to start working on   reviving her properly.            [Stay with me, Z!]   He hears footsteps and instantly goes on the offense trying to stay near his Guardian   practically vibrating with anger.            [......!]   His optic widens seeing familiar golden armor, e l e g a n t and proud.             [Saladin!]