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hi loves! i just wanted to drop in & say sorry for being MIA. i definitely haven't forgotten this blog & intend to be back here soon, but atm my muse over on my multi ( @valorxus ) are being loud, so you can mostly find me over there atm!

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𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒆 : 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒕

parting  is  such  sweet  sorrow , that  i  shall  say  goodnight till  it  be  morrow .     /     @rexquondcm

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❛   where’s   the   target?   ❜

♖  「 @metuant​   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   he   may   be   an   idiot,   but   he's   a   brave   one.   ❜

♖  「 @direwoven​  /  hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   i’ll   have   you   thrown   in   jail   for   that.   ❜

♖  「 @wasme​  /  hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   god   have   mercy.  ❜

♖  「 @hiddensteel​  /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   there's   something   about   you.   i   can't   quite   put   my   finger   on   it.   ❜

♖  「 @noxfurem​   /   lyanna   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   would   you   like   me   to   help   you?   ❜

♖  「 @wmnking​   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   i   told   you   to   keep   moving!   ❜

♖  「 @burnselfs​   /   lancelot   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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❛   you   can’t   address   me   like   that.  ❜

♖  「 @toendwar​   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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 ❛   i’ve   been   trained   to   kill   since   birth.   ❜ 

♖  「 @ducavalentinois​   /   hit  the  ♡ 」

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to celebrate 12 years of bbc merlin, hit the ♡ for a CANON DIALOGUE starter from s1e1, the dragon’s call  !  mutuals only  !  CAPPED  !

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♖ 「@lcvelj​  /  LARA JEAN. 」

𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑼𝑻 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑶 𝑨 𝑷𝑨𝑼𝑺𝑬 ,  didn’t realize that arthur would delve into this conversation .   it was more of a throw away ,  not that it’s a lie in any sense as her younger sister knew better ,  have even read the letter she had recently written for arthur ,  tucked away from somewhere more secure and away from prying hands .   eyes flickering at the blonde ,  heart racing fast .   (   those ocean blue eyes was drowning her ,  and she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else .   )   a gentle smile formed on her lips ,  focused on him alone .     ❛     i would suppose not ,  anything could happen .     ❜     voice a whisper ,  a hint of hope that it would be possible for their feelings to develop between them .     ❛     i just …  didn’t want you to feel awkward with me when my sister keeps on insisting …  about us .     ❜

𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄   𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒,   a   faded   ember   sparking   to   life   ;   a   sense   of   wanting   suspended   in   his   veins   like   wildfire.   Desire   long   kept   hidden,   locked   within   the   repository   of   his   ribcage,   at   last   allowed   to   flourish.   𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝚂𝙰𝙼𝙴   𝚆𝙰𝚈   𝙷𝙴   𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂   𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶   𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴,   𝙱𝙾𝙻𝙳𝚈   &   𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚃   𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.   𝙵𝙸𝙴𝚁𝙲𝙴   𝙳𝙴𝚅𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽   𝚁𝙴𝙵𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳   𝙸𝙽   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙲𝚁𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴   𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴   𝙾𝙵   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙶𝙰𝚉𝙴   ;   𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽   𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙴   𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚂   𝙾𝙵   𝙱𝙻𝚄𝙴.   A   smile   unfurling   at   the   corners   of   his   lips   in   carmine   contentment.   ❛ It'll   take   more   than   your   sister   to   scare   me. ❜   &   then   an   emboldened   hand   is   reaching   for   hers,   calloused   thumb   traversing   the   slopes   of   her   knuckles   ( 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩   𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭   𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦   𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴   𝘢   𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳   𝘰𝘧   𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘴𝘩   𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦   𝘵𝘰   𝘩𝘪𝘴   𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 ).   ❛ Perhaps   then,   if   anything   could   happen,   you'll   allow   me   to   take   you   to   dinner? ❜

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「 INCOMING ! 」 ——  @lcvelj​​ 「 MESSAGE ! 」 —— ‘i would be lost without you.’

𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐃   𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒   𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋   &   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑   𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒   𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍   𝐇𝐈𝐌,   a   glacial   chill   nipping   at   the   cording   of   his   spine   ;   the   cavity   beneath   his   sternum   become   the   dwelling   of   winter.   Its'   bitter   sting   mingling   with   the   caution   that   lingers   deep   in   the   recesses   of   his   belly,   something   sour   lacquering   the   throat   ( 𝘧𝘰𝘳   𝘩𝘦   𝘪𝘴   𝘢𝘯   𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯   𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘵   𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥   𝘪𝘯   𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘵   ;   𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦   𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘶𝘮   𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥   𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥   𝘢   𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘯𝘦𝘭   𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵   ;   𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭   𝘢𝘤𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥   𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦   𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩   𝘰𝘧   𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳   &   𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭   𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭   𝘰𝘧   𝘢   𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳   𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩   𝘩𝘪𝘴   𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘱 ).

But   she   is   something   soft,   something   fragile,   a   glass-spun   delicacy   infused   with   the   bloom   of   daisies   in   spring   &   he   is   struck   with   the   urgent   need   to   keep   her   safe.   Imagines   he   could   form   battlements   from   the   rafters   of   his   bone,   chassis   a   shield   with   which   to   protect.   Guilt   reflected   in   hues   of   cobalt   as   he   considers   then   the   safe   house's   drab   interior,   voice   pitched   low,   disturbing   the   stale   air.   ❛ I'm   the   reason   you're   here   in   the   first   place. ❜   He   pauses   for   a   moment,   gaze   lingering   at   the   single   bed   within   the   room.   ❛ You   should   try   &   get   some   rest. ❜

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“I’ve been in love a thousand times, all with one girl.”

— A. D.  (via lunarchld)

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♖ 「@untamedshe​​  /  MORGANA. 」

                There was no other way. The prophetic threat of her birthright being seized by Gwen of all people had made it so. Morgana’s rightful crown, sitting on the head of another less deserving, when it was hers to be claimed. By blood. And that blood demanded its payment and retribution in kind, for all the years spent behind those revered walls, living in a state of long-endured artifice.

“ —And yet you did nothing to change his mind. “ Morgana barks, but the callously provocative smile on her lips edges off into something akin to faux sentiment. A further torment, as if the commotion of the Pendragon’s inevitable downfall all around them wasn’t enough to satiate. 

“ Your misguided devotion sealed your fate long ago, Arthur… ” she coos, a poisonous threat wrapped in a sweet salving tone, a mockery of the pure despondency she so relished. They all had; And now they would pay the price for turning a blind eye to the fallen King’s draconian rule. “ —Now you will suffer just as much as I have. ”    

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐄   𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒   𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐂,   an   unslaked   hunger   snapping   at   the   binding   of   his   guts,   jowls   gnashing   about   his   backbone.   Its   stench   near   to   seared   flesh,   the   hazy   morning   sky   blackened   with   woodsmoke   ( 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦   𝘢𝘳𝘦   𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴   𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵   𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰   𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵   𝘵𝘩𝘦   𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦   𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩   𝘩𝘪𝘴   𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘮,   𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵   𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦   𝘢   𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘺𝘢𝘳𝘥   𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥   𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵   &   𝘢𝘴𝘩   ;   𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦   𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥   𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘵'𝘴   𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯   𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨,   𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨   𝘳𝘦𝘥   𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦   &   𝘴𝘪𝘯 ).   The   skin   between   his   brows   contorting   in   a   deep   set   frown,   words   rotten   upon   his   tongue.   ❛ There's   nothing   I   could   have   done.   He   would   not   have   listened   to   me. ❜  

Metal   scrapes   metal   as   sword   is   sheathed,   the   sound   cold   where   it   rings   against   stone.   &   𝙷𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺𝚂   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽   𝙷𝙾𝚆   𝙴𝙰𝚂𝚈   𝙸𝚃   𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳   𝙱𝙴   𝚃𝙾   𝙷𝙰𝚃𝙴   𝚈𝙾𝚄,   𝚃𝙾   𝙻𝙴𝚃   𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙴   𝙳𝙴𝚅𝙾𝚄𝚁   𝙷𝙸𝙼   𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴   𝙾𝚄𝚃   ;   𝙰   𝚂𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁   𝚃𝙾   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙵𝚄𝚁𝚈   𝙷𝙸𝚂   𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴𝚂𝙰𝙺𝙴   𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙴𝚂.   Yet   instead   all   that   remains   is   weariness,   an   exhausted   melancholy   settling   into   the   margins   of   his   face.   ❛ &   I   know   I   cannot   make   amends   for   what   you   have   suffered.   All   I   ask   is   that   you   spare   Camelot’s   people.   They   have   no   part   in   this. ❜