#noctiuagus

[literare-archive]

it's not that he had planned it at all, he was simply supposed to attend the wedding. supposed happy union, even if it looked anything but. and then the mating bond had snapped into place. if she had looked happy, if she had looked in love, he would have said nothing. no matter how much it had hurt to live with it, she would have been happy. and that's all he wants for her. he won't demand anything of her, if she never want to see him again, if she never want to talk to him again, then he will carry it. find a way to live with it.     ❝   i am sorry,   ❞      his voice is low, a softer tennor than usual as he stands infront of her. the wedding went up in chaos shortly after his declaration, but she didn't have to marry the other high fae any more. there's a slight bow of his head. ❝   i wish it had come out a different way, and i won't ask anything of you. nothing at all,   ❞

@noctiuagus + starter call,

[loath3d]

relations between the courts have not been the best as of late, and for the sake of rhysand, her high lord, and feyre, her high lady, mor offered to do all she can to help rectify that. it's why she's at the summer court now, why she plans on staying for a few days — perhaps longer, if needed — hoping to come to some agreement. one that helps the night court, of course, but one that is mutually beneficial for summer. a war is coming, and they'll need all the help they can get.

she wanders this evening, though, taking in the beautiful sights as the sun begins to set over the water. mor stands in the sand, wind blowing blonde locks as she closes her eyes and inhales deeply. talks are going well, or as well as can be expected, but air is what she needs now... air and open space. there are others around her, but very few have approached the female for any reason. it's no surprise, given how things had ended the last time her high lord and lady had been here as friends to the high lord of the summer court. they'd betrayed him, had betrayed his trust, and that's why mor is here.

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[rhysie]

🐝 🐝 you're bee-utiful! pass this along to five writers to bring the sunshine in && give friendship a bloom!

THIS IS SO CUTE WTF!! i am simply looking at ur blog from afar ... admiring ...

[halforcsmash]

❝ You’re wondering ‘what is a place like me doing in a girl like this? ❞ Swaying on the flats of her feet; blood smeared about her mouth, it was clear her last meal had been QUITE intoxicated. ( i love this scene in the mummy slay me )

“Yes, yes I am.” He wrapped her up in his cloak, easily picking the slight vampire up from the ground and carrying her towards the room he had rented earlier that night. 

“You need a better nose my dear, if you couldn’t tell how drunk your snack was.” He shouldered the door open, then kicked it closed as he walked into the room. “You’re goin’ to lay down until you’re not so drunk. And then, we’re goin’ to have us a lil’ talk.”

[loveablerogue]

❝ Can you lend a hand? Perhaps a blade? ❞

“Blade? Why bother using blades when I have bow, arrows and poison?”

[dampiire]

🔪~

Look at the dagger in his chest. And then up on a person who hold it. And down again, and up. Why was…?

“Dianne…?” was that her name? Gavin was too shocked to remember correctly.

(thank you uvu)

[halforcsmash]

She kept her voice soft and hands raised in front of her. His anger had over turned tables and spilled several tankards but she stood still amidst the carnage. "Korgul-" She tried, again, gentle fingers quivering in her defence. It was then she dared to take a step forward toward him, extending a hand as one might to a nervous creature. "Please-" [ i try uvu<3 ]

"Don't." He growled, pointing a finger at her before he turned away. 

"Just fuckin' don't right now." He shook his head, "You don't know why I'm mad, you don't care, you're just scared." 

[askdusty]

One word meme: Sunlight

"I miss it." A brief look of sadness before Dust blinks and chuckles at herself. "... Making myself sound like a bloody vampire. I mean these bleak, grey days. I miss the sun." Moreso still, missed being able to feel it on bare skin, scarred or not.