Annabel knows these hands. She knows them cupped against her cheek, tangled in her hair, wrapped around her own and toying idly with her ring. Another night, any other, and the palm against her back would be a comfort. Another night, and his touch wouldn’t be so unsure. She catches herself before she can flinch, but her careful stillness - tight & tense, ready to spring - gives her away. Ambrose recoils, gone in an instant. In the uneasy silence, it’s impossible to miss the way his breath catches.
— LIGHT.
He’s never thought himself a vain man; proud, perhaps, and mindful of his station, but not vain. He has far more important things to worry about, after all. And yet he finds himself hoping that Lissa was wrong, that what she saw was simply a trick of the light. But there in the mirror, just as she’d said-- a dusting of grey amidst the brown. “Oh, gods,” he says, nearly numb with shock, “I’m old.”
send me a word! if it’s in any of my wips, i’ll copy/paste the paragraph.
This was placed on the back burner so I don't have much to show. All it is is Skylar and Glaz taking their toddler son to the zoo. He’s very excited to see all the animals.
The feeling of the bed moving woke Skylar up from a deep sleep. She knew it wasn’t Timur since he was asleep next to her, meaning it was Sasha.
She sat up slowly rubbing her eyes. “Sasha what are you doing up?”
going c. 2008 for both of them for maximum heartwarming familial vibes
LYRA.
— i. angel, 8mm
it's the problem with pain / it's just something to have / oh, babe you're running the clock / cause you can't make it stop / so just sit still / and hope the hammer won't drop / and every time it's / hush, little angel / won't you try / the devil hears you when you cry
— ii. jezebel, iron & wine
she went walking where the cedars line the road / her blouse on the ground / where the dogs were hungry, roaming ... who's seen jezebel / she was born to be the woman we could blame / make me a beast half as brave / i'd be the same
ISABELA.
— i. every day is exactly the same, bird call
i can feel their eyes are watching / in case i lose myself again / sometimes i think i'm happy here / sometimes, yet i still pretend / i can't remember how this got started / but i can tell you exactly how it will end / every day is exactly the same / there is no love here and there is no pain
— ii. all along the watchtower, afterhere
outside in the cold distance / a wildcat did growl / two riders were approaching / the wind began to howl / all along the watchtower / princes kept the view / there must be some kind of way out of here / said the joker to the thief
macy ilysm : ' ) my favorite : ' ) putting these under the cut for length but also some spoilery content!
otp asks!
10. how do they resolve their arguments?
it would be very safe to say that euphie and santino don't have "arguments". they have what santi refers to as "disputes", which are quickly resolved. or, as quickly as they can be. truthfully, i don't think the arguments ever really get resolved--they just get tabled for later, but there happens to never be a later. for them. djkhdfd
20. do they give each other nicknames?
santino loves using nicknames or pet names on euphemia. every term of endearment you can think of is coming out of his mouth regardless of whether she's about to throttle him or not; tesora, cara mia, my darling, my love, my little fox, etc and so on. euphemia is not a woman who calls people pet names out loud very much, or hardly at all really! she calls him santi, but that's pretty much it. until the very end of nt/ng, where she calls him her love
30. do they attend any clubs or formal parties together?
all the time! any social function that either of them has to go to, they're taking the other with them. despite what euphie would like to pretend, she and santino are quite the little bonded pair--she doesn't like going places without him if she can help it, being a girl who has never had much and holds on to things too tightly. also, the parties are usually well-populated with the men euphie was dating before, so santino likes to make it very clear what she is up to nowadays dkfjhd.
40. thoughts on kids?
santino wants them. he wants the whole package. perfect wife, beautiful children, immaculate house, ascending to power through sororicide, y'know the usual. euphemia didn't want children, really; with her relationship with her mother being tenuous at best, and her relationship with her father edging on murderous (lmao), she was terrified she just wouldn't have the "be a good mother" gene. once baby viola is born, though, there is nothing and no one in the entire world that euphemia loves more.
50. who loves flower crowns more?
euphie! but santino would wear them confidently.
60. who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?
this one is also euphie dkfjhdkjf. santino strikes me as the kind of man who would levy a hefty threat, but let ares or the others take care of it; euphemia is scrappy and won't hesitate, bitch.
70. who is the hopeless romantic?
santino. euphemia is much more of a realist, but i think the argument could be made that they're both a hopeless romantic, because euphemia continues to be swayed by his DUMB SWEET TALK
80. what do they love about each other the most?
euphemia loves the way that santino loves--covetously, like he could never get enough of her, because she's never ever been wanted in that way by anyone. in that same vein, santino is an incredibly loyal person to himself and the people that he deems important enough, which is something she absolutely adores.
conversely, santino loves euphemia's temper/quick wit/mouthiness. she ought to be scared of him, and other people under the table, and she acts very much like she is not, with how comfortable she is talking shit about them. he finds that incredibly attractive, along with the fact that she's always on the same level as him intellectually (so as to better tell him why he's wrong).
90. who is the one that would bring the puppy home?
(SIGHS) santi, definitely. he'd be like, "look at this cute puppy i got, euphie!" and she would be like "who's going to feed it. are you going to walk it every day? are you going to clean up after it? no, the answer is no, santino, it will be my responsibility, idiot" but then be very won over by the puppy anyway.
