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[ DOSSIER. ] [ PINTEREST. ] an independent multi-muse blog with original characters with multiple verses. mainly centered around fantasy media, but open to explore other verses. beautifully curated by toto

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QUICK RULES AND MUSES BELOW

#pinned.#dni.

#[ llewelyn ] mirror.#i cannot w this man.

guardcanine

Necromancy (1972)

#[ cedar ] aesthetic.

valentinedussaut

Foe (2023) dir. Garth Davis

#looooooong post.#[ llewelyn ] dyn. ( sora riddle. | starryform )

all llewelyn does is serve cunt idk what to tell ya

#[ llewelyn ] mirror.

somemidwestbutch

circe, the things i would do for you.

#[ cedar ] aesthetic.#[ cedar ] isms.

graphicgraphix

I'm just Ken (And I'm enough) And I'm great at doing stuff

BARBIE (2023) dir. Greta Gerwig

#[ llewelyn ] isms.#hes just ken guys

❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜ ( @starryform sora / lou )

She says it so simply, like it’s truth. And Lou has heard a lot of things dressed up as the truth before, but this one doesn’t sit right.

He doesn’t respond right away. Just lets the words hang, stretching out between them like a gap he doesn’t know how to cross. His first instinct is to argue, but not the kind that comes with voices raised. The kind that comes from wanting to grab someone by their shoulders and make them see themselves clearly for the first time. Because gods, she says it like a trade. Like there’s a deal on the table and she’s shown up empty-handed. He knows that feeling too well. He’s lived it. Offered himself in ways that don’t leave a mark. Charm. Magic. Lies. Whatever people wanted. Whatever would keep him wanted in return.

But this... She’s not supposed to talk like that.

“You don’t have to offer a thing,” he says finally. Quiet. Levelled. “Not to anyone.”

He doesn’t look at her when he says it. Doesn’t think he could without saying too much. So he keeps going in a slow and careful way. As if he keeps his voice steady, maybe the rest will follow.

“Some people just have a presence about them. Doesn’t matter what they’re saying, or even if they’re saying anything at all. They walk in, and people…shift. Pay attention. Want to get closer. Want to matter to them…” His eyes flick to hers for the briefest of moments. “You’re like that.”

It’s said plainly. Not a compliment. Just truth.

“People want to be known by you. To be understood by you.” His words catch. Not enough to break the flow, but enough to suggest there is more behind them. Something closer than he’s willing to admit. “That’s not something you give out. It’s a part of you. And that’s enough.”

You’re enough.

He finally looks at her, really properly looks at her, and whatever he was going to say next, it doesn’t come. The thought hits him before he can stop it. He wants to kiss her. Just for a second. Just long enough to take the weight of whatever is sitting between them. But he doesn’t move. Doesn’t give in to it. Doesn’t trust himself not to.

His throat tightens, so he clears his voice to carry one. “You’ve given more than most ever would. And even if you hadn't, you still wouldn't be any less worth knowing. Any less worth lov–” He stops himself. The last word sticks behind his teeth. He looks away, like that might cover whats been left unsaid.

“Right…anyway…best if I shut up before I begin making wild declarations,” he huffs out a poorly-efforted laugh.

#[ llewelyn ] dyn. ( sora riddle. | starryform )#:)

llewelyn hates being called 'wizard'.

#[ llewelyn ] study.#[ llewelyn ] isms.#thats it.

❛ the less you know, the better. ❜ ( @starryform hawke / lou )

Llewelyn's brows raise at his friend's response to his question: How did you end up in the House of Hope? It's no secret he has something to hide. Or something he doesn't want known. A bullshitter knows a bullshitter, either way. It's not in Lou's nature to press, so he raises both his hands in defeat. Palms open.

"--I get it. A story for another time, perhaps. Over a drink. Or five. Ideally somewhere less...infernal." Llewelyn shoots Hawke a look that lingers a touch longer than sarcasm allows. Not quite worried, but bloody close to it.

"Just promise me you didn't sign anything in blood, yeah? I'd hate to have to kill a devil just to keep you around."

He flashes him a half smirk that falters for half a second. There's tautness in his shoulders that suggests he's holding himself back. Like there's a part of him that wants to grab Hawke and pull him into an embrace. Instead, he rocks on his heels, and shakes it off with a sharp exhale through his nose.

#[ llewelyn ] dyn. ( hawke | starryform )#[ llewelyn ] verse (bg3).#sorry for taking so long but here!#for the bromance of the century #LMAO

xialiuyi

#mood

BROOKLYN NINE-NINE | 2.04 • Halloween II

#literally llewelyn in curse of strahd ...#[ llewelyn ] isms.

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