#martelia

[thereisnobearonthisisland-arc]

corn's coming home and martyn's meeting her in a snazzy suit cool cool literally the only het couple we stan

[iamshannonmcfarland]

C’è qualcosa di ESILARANTE nello scrivere una MartinoxElia (pre S2) subito dopo questa clip. Ma si.

[sydas]

°｡ﾟﾟ         DOWNWARD     TOWARD    SOFTNESS    OF    EARTH       ,        molten    pupils    fixated    by    nothingness       ,        mind    occupied    by    dreamland        &        fantasy  .        before    exists    a    barren    landscape    adorned   by    sea   of    grass        ,       several    tress       ,        a    naked    sky        ;        all    to    ignite    with    vision  !        imagine        :        scaly    beasts    conquering    the    canvas    of    azure       ,       painting    with    brushes    of    SOOT  .                ❛       i    have    heard    of    dragons       ,        yes  .        they    say    only    the    GOOD    -    HEARTED    may    see    them  .        to    others       ,        they    are    invisible  .        ❜        

gauntlet    crowned    digits    wrap       ,        palms    clasped       ,        leaning    ‘gainst    torso  .        HARK       ;        an    exhale    to    place    heaven’s    harps    to    shame  .                ❛       i    wish    to    see    one        ....        one    day  .       ❜                   //                @martelia  .

[thereisnobearonthisisland-arc]

well on another note, martyn and cornelia are spending the day together, so like that’s cute

[thereisnobearonthisisland-arc]

y’know....... it’s funny.............. cornelia gave a shoutout to a croissant that looked very similar to dan’s earlier today................... it’s kind of curious.............. isn’t it........................ it’s almost....... as if.............. dnp.................... went on a cute little double breakfast date.......................... with martyn and cornelia.............. huh...........

[deivll]

@martelia.

❝    oh,     did  you  now ?     and  let  me  guess,    I  have  to  believe  that  because you’re  the  devil ?    ❞          annoyance    presides    over   countenance ,       furrowed    eyebrows     &      glaring    brown   eyes                               an   uncommon    sight   on   her .         (   you   have   an   image    to   uphold ,       a   reputation   to  live   up   to .       maturity   may   not   be   your  strongest  suit ,       but    it   is   definitely   a   trait   you   need   to   call   upon   for   the   time   being .   )           a    deep   breath    taken   in ,       letting    the    air   mix   with    boiling   blood ,        allowing    it    to   dilute   the   anger .       yet   it   seethes    through    her   voice ,       peeking   in   between   syllables .       ❝    how  long  am  I  supposed  to entertain  this  gimmick  of  yours,   mr.  morningstar ?     it’s  getting  a  little   …   repetitive.    ❞      

                  “what, expected a little more hellfire and brimstone? want me to burst into flames inside a church? click my fingers and turn into a goat with horns? magic up a pitchfork? what kind of ridiculous nod to some washed up nobody in sandals with a shepherd’s crook do you want to make right now?”

         “miss martell, if there’s anything i abhor more than liars, it’s charlatans.”

                       still, his lips spread into an open-mouthed grin, a hand curling around the drink at his side and clinking ornately-ringed fingers against it. the proof is in the nightmare of a face he can conjure if people are really that disagreeable, but for now, he doesn’t mind it that much. believe him or don’t -- hell’s still real and it’s still rather warm down there.

                 “didn’t expect the devil to be quite so handsome, did you?”