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@veritasumbra liked for a one liner. for az

“Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die.”

#veritasumbra #( verse : son of poseidon // main )

@veritasumbra sent: ❛ what was that, niall, huh?? you almost got your stupid ass killed, do you realize that?? ❜

Stupid is what it was. Which she just stated and he must have missed with all the ringing in his ears. Niall had still done stupider, this was just in his top three. And it wasn’t even his fault. Gabriel picked fights for a living and they’d never gotten along. It was only a matter of time before they ran into each other. Of course taking iron rings to the face wasn’t the worst part of his day. In the best of circumstances, they were fairly well matched. This was not that sort of day. His nose broke first, followed by one of the larger fae’s eardrums. Not that pain had ever deterred either-Niall had just been trying to gain the upperhand for a moment. He’d almost had it. He’d used the massive shoulders as a springboard to the sky and promptly been flung head first into a wall. A nearby centaur trotted off, too quick to be inconspicuous. Most left the hunt and black raven alone, coppers included. Niall had never been that lucky. By the time any arrived, the instigators had left. He actually cackled when one foot connected with a man’s face. The world kept spinning and blurring, but it was no longer just his blood in the carriage. Assaulting an officer on top of hitting his master. . .probably didn’t bode well. He may have just been arrested initially. Did the burgue still hang people, he couldn’t recall. Maybe he’d lose his wings. Wouldn’t Irial love that. How long he spent in the cell until Keenan arrived he had no idea. Another offered deal, apologize and do as he’d been asked and all of this would go away. Keenan had left with a black eye. Niall had laughed him out of the building until he’d lost his balance and given himself a fair bruise on the forehead from the bars. It burned. Obscured unclear blue almost took out a tooth. Another so nicely cuffed back to the office, spine bent to try to spare delicate wings from direct contact with iron. A soft hand had fisted itself in longer hair. Everything froze. No one spoke or moved behind him. Whether or not the older fae was truly there, he had no idea. But it was so clearly his voice. Irial’s breath on his ear, easy and lilting. No promises or ultimatums. A question, asking him to consider an old proposition and giving him some days-how many? he can’t remember-to answer. Then his entire body twisted as if bending in on itself and he’d been running face first into Moira. That trick would be worried over later. Moira hadn’t looked pleased to see him, but she sent him upstairs nonetheless mumbling about how he was using up too much of her clean linens and water. He’d wheezed all the way to Mor’s room. Though to his credit he spat blood in the sink this time and not on the sheets. He hadn’t made it to the bed, plopping himself on the floor to do a mental checkover. Still had all his clothes. Wings. Everything hurt or stung or ached. Niall isn’t entirely sure what had occurred in the past half hour. It makes him dizzy to even consider. “Yes, thank you for the enlightenment.” The floor is comfortable enough for now. He sniffs and grimaces at the taste of metal all down his throat. Maybe he’d just stay inside from now on. Or move. That sounded like a better idea. Move far far away. “Don’t snap at me, girl, my head hurts enough and I didn’t start it.” For once.

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#( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 ┊ crack )#veritasumbra #( veritasumbra | azriel )#( spoiled wild and far too irresponsible for a throne verse mobile tag. )#( LMFAO I LOVE THIS

@veritasumbra liked for a 3am text starter

He's been tinkering with inventions for over thirty hours - sleep was few and far between when he was fixated on something and he only pauses , to text more real quick. ( text : mor ) quick question , favorite film? yeah there's no logical reason for why he's asking - maybe he just needs a reason to take a break , or maybe it's because he hasn't spoken to anyone since monday - who knows.

#veritasumbra #( verse : post endgame )

about the morrigans

in the context of carnival row, morrigans are a species of faeries rumored to have gone extinct centuries ago. the soldiers of the burge slaughtered them. the burguishmen couldn't afford for this specific breed of faeries to fall into the hands of their enemy the pact because these creatures were told to have the power to turn the tide of the war in anyone's favor.

morrigans are also where the ''faeries cannot lie'' beliefs come from because they are part of the rare species of fae that cannot utter a lie. they can also feel when people tell lies and they gravitate around people who reek of secrets as their very nature is to reveal the truth hidden in people's hearts. morrigans are also presumably tied to the actual deity of the same name. they are alleged descendants of the deity.

mor is the last of her kind.

#veritasumbra #𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒷𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 / 𝓂𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝒸 #the hidden halflings / a carnival row verse

Elain, carrying truthteller: I bring bad news.

Mor: what is it ?

Elain: a carnivorous plant ate az and left only his sword behind.

Cardan: Wait Allegra survived the fire ?

Mor:

Elain:

Mor: ehem.

Cardan: I mean, poor Az.

Bonus scene

Azriel, walking in disheveled: I am alive ! I fell victim to the lousy crows outside.