Life of Godwoken isn't always all about becoming a god, okay.
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Life of Godwoken isn't always all about becoming a god, okay.
“Return to me safely.”
Malady and Linna being in love is my everything, thank you.
You know at first I was just fawning over how cool & interesting Malady was and then your art slid across my dashboard and I have known no peace, hell itself has physically manifested in my house and I suffer once more in the circle of Unromanceble NPC. (ur art is lovely tho and I like how u draw ur Godwoken and Malady)
unromancable? idk what are you talkin about.
Oops my hand slipped! I really hope I did the scene in your head justice cuz what you described was really so sweet. (Also internal screaming cuz I don’t have a save at this scene so what was the dialogue again? :’D)
This was it. Lucien’s tomb. Linna and her companions had come far, so very far to stand here at this moment. Looking back it was hard to believe so much had happened so quickly. But as her eyes took in the cold stone around them Linna felt a stir in her heart; so many secrets uncovered yet one very important one risked staying unknown. A sudden surge of magic billowed behind her, causing her hair to whip about her face. Linna turned, half expecting another threat only to stare in shock as Malady materialized from the ethereal glow. Gareth and Tarquin also appeared from behind the smiling half-demon but Linna only had eyes for her, her near regal bearing, her braids of liquid moonlight, her half mask of glittering gold. “Here we are. To think that this is it…” Malady gazed out across the room, an indecipherable expression upon what could be seen of her face before mis-matched eyes settled back on Linna. “Here, at the end… I shall pray for you.” She inclined her head in a reverent bow, “Godwoken.” Malady’s words brought a sense of finality to this moment. Fate’s bell tolled, and in that instant Linna knew that this could be the last she saw of the woman before her. Taking a step forward she walked closer to Malady and stood on the tips of her toes while reaching up to cup both sides of her face in her hands. She took one shuddering breath and saw only a fleeting look of surprise before she screwed her eyes shut and pressed her lips to Malady’s. The kiss was sloppy, hesitant, Linna could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t have a clue how to do this, and what was she but merely a Godwoken? In comparison to the woman who she loved, Malady who could have anyone else, Malady who was so much more, who was so… so /Malady/. Moving back, Linna was ready to apologize when suddenly she felt Malady kissing her back. Long arms wrapped around her waist and the kiss that was so flat changed. Previously still lips pushed against hers, molding them, welcoming her to explore and learn. Linna always did pride herself on being a quick study, and as she mimicked Malady’s actions she felt the arms around her tighten. The kiss felt deeper, Malady pushing for more, wanting. Then, as Linna felt herself starting to become lightheaded from lack of air it was over. She stared at Malady with wide eyes as the half-demon’s lips curled into a rare grin. “My, my that was quite the surprise.” Behind them she heard someone cough but she didn’t pay it any attention. Malady’s hand reached up and cupped Linna’s chin, thumb tracing her lower lip. “It appears that you still have a lot to learn. So do make sure that you ascend Hmm? I do believe I’ll enjoy having the new Divine as my… student.” The wink sent her way made Linna’s heart skip a beat.
it's the little things that make friendship. like putting your heads together and figuring out how to tear your favourite characters apart and destroy everything they ever loved or were by giving them exactly what they always wanted.
It's about time I fake the Russian accent
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
i dont knowwwww