#sightwarden

[adveanture]

    *    @sightwarden​​    —    YEAH,  GOOD  LUCK,  PAL,  THAT’S  ALMOST  IMPOSSIBLE  TO  -  OH,  YOU  DID  IT.  NICE    (   phillip  &  jay   ) 

JAY   BARELY   BATS   AN   EYE   AS   THE   LOCK   CLICKS   OPEN.         he   proceeds   into   the   room,   sack   in   hand,   without   glancing   back   at   phillip.      he’ll   follow   him   in.      they’ve   got   a   mission   here,   after   all;      it’s   important.   

“      i’ve   picked   locks   with   curses   and   traps,      ”            he   replies.            “      a   golden   door   with   a   few   extra   tumblers   to   worry   about   it   isn’t   ‘impossible.’      ”            he   tosses   one   of   the   scrolls   phillip’s   way.            “      you   can   compliment   me   later.      let’s   get   to   work.      ”            despite   the   tension   of   the   situation,   he   can’t   resist   throwing   his   companion   a   wink,   too.

[ruidusborne]

random dialogue prompts // accepting

@sightwarden as cyrus says, ❛ i made a mistake. ❜

imogen is hesitant to ask at first.  from what little she knows of cyrus, there seems to be a pattern forming of ill-conceived choices.  thus, her expression ( a furrowed brow, an air of concern, and fatigue that has little to do with the man standing before her ) is… nuanced, to say the least.  dorian’s brother or not, she isn’t the sort of person to leave someone out on a limb, if she can help it.  she opens the door farther, steps aside, and invites him into one of two rooms the hells are currently staying in. “what’s goin’ on, cyrus?”

[diviinedevilry]

@sightwarden  anonymous  asked:    king  or  fjord?  <3  

                  presented  as  if  it’s  a  choice,    as  if  either  option  could  leave  her  heart  whole.    in  the  same  way  that  lucien  had  never  been  molly,    no  matter  how  difficult  to  see  sometimes,    it  wasn’t  kingsley  she  had  let  down.    not  king  who  had  laid  dying  while  she  was  nowhere  to  be  seen.    what  had  she  been  thinking  when  they  had  fallen?      not  about  them,    surely.    at  best  plans  of  escape.  at  worst,    desperate  prayers  to  the  traveler  to  save  herself,  fjord,  and  yasha…    their  other  friends  far  from  her  mind.  

                  would  she  recover  if  she  failed  them  again?

                  would  any  of  them  recover?  

                  she  crawls  backwards  until  she  finds  the  edge  of  the  boat,    still  running  even  now.    a  wrangled  flash  of  purple,    the  entire  world  collapsing  around  them…    it’s  enough  to  make  her  retch,  swallowing  the  bile  as  her  gaze  searches  fjord’s  in  wordless  apology.      i  love  you,      she  mouths,    her  entire  body  shaking  violently  despite  the  calm  sea.      i’ll  find  a  way  to  make  this  better,  this  isn’t  forever.      she  doesn’t  give  herself  time  to  figure  out  if  he  understands    –    if  he  forgives  her    –    before  sickly  pink  and  blue  butterflies  erupt  from  her  hand,    the  necrotic  energy  almost  palpable  in  the  air.    it’s  better  if  she  doesn’t  know  his  reaction.    now,    until  she  can  undo  it,    she  can  pretend.    she  can  live  with  the  knowledge  he  died  still  loving  her.

[kestrael-a]

TESS  STARTER  :  recovering  cass

it’s  been  a  while  since  she  saw  theresa  in  person  --  too  long .  they’ve  been  in  contact  over  letters  ( pictures ,  really ,  that  cassandra  has  kept  safe  and  protected  and  will  do  so  forever ) ,  but  it  certainly  isn’t  the  same  —  not  with  tess ,  the  sweetest  girl  that  means  the  absolute  world  to  her .  it’s  the  first  time  that  she’s  left  the  castle  since . . . since  everything ,  and  it’s  a  little  strange .  people  are  kind ,  of  course ,  if  surprised  as  they  pass  her  --  but  she  cannot  stop  to  talk ,  she  has  a  girl  to  go  and  see .  

her  first  sight  of  @sightwarden​  is  her  playing  --  something  that  she  can’t  help  but  to  adore  watching ,  seeing  her  enjoy  herself .  it  takes  a  few  minutes  for  tess  to  notice  her ,  and  cassandra  smiles  in  greeting  as  the  girl  rushes  over .    “ hello ,  tess .  i’m  so  glad  to  see  you . ”

[diviinedevilry]

#  sharing  a  bed  :  sender  and  receiver  have  to  share  a  bed      (  jester  /  fjord  /  king  )

                  she  is  far  steadier  on  her  feet  than  she  had  once  been,    the  first  storm  at  sea  enough  to  have  her  clinging  to  fjord  for  any  semblance  of  stability.    even  so,  tonight  when  the  rain  came  crashing  and  the  wind  picked  up  she  had  said  her  goodnights,    opting  instead  for  an  early  night  than  to  fight  the  rocking  of  the  ship.    despite  her  soft  words  and  even  softer  kisses,    she  hadn’t  headed  directly  to  the  captain’s  quarters    –    a  minor  detour  past  the  room  that  technically  still  belonged  to  king,    if  only  in  name,    loading  her  arms  full  of  blankets  and  pillows,    stripping  the  bed  bare.  

                piled  high  on  the  bed  in  the  captain’s  quarters,  jester  barely  visible  beneath  a  sea  of  plush  blankets,    she  cocoons  in  the  warmth  they  offer  while  she  can,    far  too  excessive  for  when  kingsley  and  fjord  join  her.    even  so  it’s  a  genius  plan  if  she  does  say  so  herself,    left  with  no  choice  but  for   @sightwarden  to  join  her,    despite  whatever  plans  they  might  have  made  in  her  absence.  

[architectarcane]

conversational sentence starters // accepting

“sometimes things aren’t alright, and they’re not gonna be okay for a while.  and that’s alright.  as cliche as it sounds it’s okay to not be okay.  give yourself time.”

cerrit always knows what to say. that must be some kind of skill a person unlocks when they become a parent.  even so, that doesn’t mean that laerryn is ready to hear his words of wisdom.

“is that the divorce advice you’re giving me right now?” laerryn says into her third glass of champagne, looking completely exhausted ( in body and in spirit ).  it’s times like these she wishes she could sleep.  four hours of meditation isn’t nearly enough to address this level of fatigue ( and heartache ). she exhales, her gaze settling on something distant, just past cerrit’s head.

“i need to get out of this funk,” she lowers her voice, not wanting anyone but @sightwarden to hear her admitting any kind of fault or weakness. “i thought being married was a distraction,” laerryn tosses her hand aside in a futile gesture. “now that’s over, and it’s the complete opposite,” she groans. “so, go on. tell me to woman up, and get over it, that there’s work to be done–all of that. don’t tell me to just sit here with my shitty feelings.”

[kestrael-a]

ASHTON  STARTER  :  drunk  cass

cassandra  has  taken  one  sip  of  the  new  flask  before  she  pauses ,  slowly  lowering  the  flask  and  giving  @sightwarden​  a  dirty  look .    “ you  can’t . . . you  can’t  trick  me  with  water ,  you  know .  that’s  hardly  sporting . ”    she  leans  against  kynan’s  chest ,  smooshing  her  cheek  against  him  even  as  she  comes  dangerously  close  to  pouting  at  her  friend .

[erzmagier-a]

AELWYN  ASKS  :  [FOOD] - sender sets something to eat down in front of receiver.

astrid  looks  up  from  her  work  as  the  plate  clinks  against  her  desk .  her  eyebrow  raises  at  her  assistant ,  spine  protesting  as  she  leans  back  in  her  chair .    “ what’s  this  meant  to  be ? ”    she  asks ,  nodding  towards  the  plate ,  even  as  the  enticing  smell  of  it  hits  her  nose .  she’d  eaten  lunch  quickly  earlier  today ,  but  it  hadn’t  stayed  down  too  well ,  and  she’s  been  irritable  since  then . . . but  perhaps  this  will  stay  down .  perhaps  she’ll  be  less  irritable  in  general ,  the  more  she  gets  used  to  being  without  wulf .  gods  know  that  @sightwarden​  will  call  her  out  on  it  until  she  does .