@vlkyra
not the first time a blade was pointed his direction. his hands raise slightly, a glance cast down at the weapon, slowly following up her arm until he meets a harsh gaze. ❛ oh come now... it wasn’t that surprising, was it ?? ❜
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@vlkyra
not the first time a blade was pointed his direction. his hands raise slightly, a glance cast down at the weapon, slowly following up her arm until he meets a harsh gaze. ❛ oh come now... it wasn’t that surprising, was it ?? ❜
DAY 02. — love for @pendraegn \ @nachzehrerr \ @vlkyra + aesthetic edit gift !
steph ! steph , steph , steph. god , i have so much to say and i’m sure i’ll somehow choke and not say all i want to say but here’s a good start :
i 👏 love 👏 you 👏. when i first saw you followed me and i went to check your blog , i could not follow fast enough. i’m weak for arthur with siblings — and who knows , maybe i had a gut feeling. i have never been so glad to follow someone , i think. not only do i love catherine on her own but i absolutely love what we have created for her and arthur. i cannot imagine a world for arthur where she isn’t there.
if only that was all but no ! you are also an absolutely wonderful human being. smart , funny , kind and i feel incredibly blessed to have been able to meet you in person. you’ll always be a part of me now , even if we lose touch , even if we drift apart , i will forever keep you near my heart ( that even rhymed ).
join the gushing fest !
@vlkyra ♥︎’d for a starter
she’d had nothing to drink. brynhildr clung to this knowledge even as she saw what could only be a ghost before her, even as a wave of pain rose up, carrying every ugly thing toward her, threatening to sweep her under and drown her in memories she’d thought she’d locked away. her tongue felt heavy in her mouth, cold with disuse. still, she bade herself speak: “-PRIMA? ”