#nihtweard

[nihtfrowann]

@nihtweard​ asked                    ❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞ (( Rhysand and Feyre ))

     The gentle caress of long fingers,   𝐃 𝐀 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆    smile tugging on the ends of Feyre’s lips. A reply was not immediately given, instead she took her sweet time to feel his skin beneath her own, allow the soft,   𝐓 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐋 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆   sensation to reach deep within her chest. Monster, or not. She honestly did not care any longer. To her he was a   𝐒 𝐀 𝐕 𝐈 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑,   and would always remain to be one.

     ❝   More do                          or have your completely   𝐅 𝐎 𝐑 𝐆 𝐎 𝐓 𝐓 𝐄 𝐍   about your people outside these walls ?   ❞     Words concluded in a chuckle, her tease so extremely obvious lingering on her lips which she pressed against his shoulder.     ❝   You’re   𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄 𝐃,   Rhys, you bloody fool. And definitely not just by me, although I like to have dibs on you.   ❞

[nihtfrowann]

@nihtweard​ asked                          “i would fight for you.” (( jasper to Alice ))

     ❝   And how often do I still need to   𝐁 𝐄 𝐆   you not to-   ❞     Cheeks coloured in her current position, hanging upside down, legs wrapped around a branch as if she were a bat trying for a nap. He stood just within reach. Thus her hands found their way to his face, gently   𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐏 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆   the cold skin of his cheeks just to make him look up at her.

     ❝   We will be   𝐅 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄,   won’t we ?   ❞      Her visions told her they would be, but even so they had already changed so often even she felt the doubt seep through her limbs     &   perhaps it did not help Jasper’s   𝐎 𝐖 𝐍   emotions only enhanced that doubt.     ❝   We only fight when we need to. For now please just let us focus on a   𝐆 𝐎 𝐎 𝐃   outcome. I promise you I have already seen plenty !   ❞

[nihtfrowan]

It is... my wife.

My, my-   hello husband dear !

[eyungr]

.｡･ﾟﾟ･      @nihtweard​ asked one of the three:                               *Fjor slides into ask*

     you   𝐂 𝐎 𝐌 𝐄   here more often, pretty boy ?

[theboatbuilderswife]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾     @nihtweard​​  asked the herbalist:               “ i’m really losing it this time, aren’t i ? ”   (( from Var ))

     A sigh, almost inaudible. Her eyes lingered on his, and words died on her lips. There was sadness, hurt, but   𝐋 𝐎 𝐕 𝐄    still reigned. It was heartbreaking to see him like this. Fight something unseen. She wanted to fight with him, but not even years had given her this kind of knowledge   &   perhaps some things should remain a   𝐌 𝐘 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐘.   Of one thing she was sure, however, and that was that she wouldn’t give up easily. She never had.

     ❝   This, too, shall pass-   ❞     The words fled her lips in silence, but she seemed certain of them. It was confirmed as she reached for his hands and gave them a reassuring squeeze. Past memories   𝐇 𝐀 𝐔 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃   everyone, but not all had been through what he had been forced through. To kill your own kind was not an easy thing to do, especially when forced to do against your will. He was a protector, not killer, but taken advantage of.

     ❝   Close your eyes, my love. I will be   𝐇 𝐄 𝐑 𝐄.  when you wake up.   ❞

[nihtfrowann]

@nihtweard​ asked                                 Are you listening to me - Jasper

     Head rolled back in her neck,   𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐎 𝐂 𝐄 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄   plastered across fairy-like features. Clear mischief was present, however, dancing in the back of her eyes, tugging slightly on the ends of her lips. He knew her   𝐁 𝐄 𝐓 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑   than anyone                            perhaps even better than Alice knew herself. A scary thought, yet at the same time comforting.

     ❝   You accusing me I am not ? I’m   𝐇 𝐔 𝐑 𝐓,   Jazz.   ❞     Tease lingered on her tongue, smile widening. She had not been listening- not exactly. It was nothing new, and whatever he told her easily   𝐓 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐋 𝐀 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃   into the things she saw flashing by in her mind.     ❝   I wouldn’t mind you repeating it again, though. Like hearing you put on your serious voice.   ❞

[nihtfrowann]

@nihtweard​ asked                         ❝ i have missed your smell. ❞ (( Tobiona ))

     A pout   𝐂 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐒 𝐄 𝐃   her lips, large blue eyes cast up although more focussed on her fingers trying to pry a stray leaf from her unruly locks than on him. Three days she had been gone, the woods once again her home   &   human form lost. Full moon had never been her   𝐅 𝐀 𝐕 𝐎 𝐔 𝐑 𝐈 𝐓 𝐄   time of the month   &   exhaustion showed on her features, now eerily pale for her kind.

     ❝   I smell like dirt   &   dead chickens !   ❞     The   𝐐 𝐔 𝐄 𝐒 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 𝐀 𝐁 𝐋 𝐄   complaint fled her lips without second thought- but by now he must have noticed the coppery smell of   𝐁 𝐋 𝐎 𝐎 𝐃   still lingering on her skin. Nothing appealing, Iona was certain of that.     ❝   Please- can’t I just take a bath before you start sniffing me ?   ❞

[theboatbuilderswife]

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾     @nihtweard​ asked the herbalist:                     [ wake ] for one muse to wake up to the other at the side of their hospital bed  (( Var ))

     Pain- the   𝐅 𝐈 𝐑 𝐒 𝐓   thing coursing through her limbs. Trying to move her head a groan slipped past chapped lips.     Fuck- how had it ever gotten to this ? She had done everything to   𝐏 𝐑 𝐄 𝐕 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓   things like this from happening. Her girls had always been safe. How had she not been safe ? How had she not seen this happen ? Questions swarmed her mind, but   𝐀 𝐍 𝐒 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒   would not come. Helga was met by silence and pain.

      The mere sound of movement had her   𝐃 𝐑 𝐎 𝐏   her head to the side.     ❝   Ouch-   ❞     A stinging pain, presumably a large bruise, if not worse. With difficulty she opened her eyes, but her vision remained blurry. Dark clothes, blonde hair. Part of her was not ever   𝐒 𝐔 𝐑 𝐏 𝐑 𝐈 𝐒 𝐄 𝐃   it was him who sat there, with his head down.     ❝   You-   found me ?   ❞