#[softly and with feeling] what the fuck...

[goosebelle]

nothing in the world belongs to me, but—

[so-i-macedup-abit]

drawing some other stuff in the background rn

in the mean time have this pfp i drew

[clawsextended]

dating selina like—

[cosmic-espero]

The bright side of Prey having nigh-identical controls to Dishonored is that I didn't have to adjust much even after all the hours I've been spending lately on pretty much the entire series.

The less bright side is that I keep trying to use Blink and Void Gaze to get around Talos I

[killers-catharsis]

absolutely in tears at cora v masha actually being proven to be happening. mean girl brat vs overly qualified brat tamer. coughing baby vs hydrogen bomb.

[youcouldbeit]

@grimgrinnrs replied:

"Right, right, Crimsmas. ...So is now a good time to tell you I have no idea what either of these things are or-?"

[bloodbathfortwo]

Alex to Nigel or vice versa, whatever floats your boat. Despite their bad reputation, they'll always find ways to entice the other. Just like a game of cat and mouse. Thrilling and exciting.

[cosmogyros]

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[belovedstill]

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[novafloofeatsbirds]

exposure therapy 👍

[lanternlightss]

missing venti hours

[blujayonthewing]

the passage of time is so fucked. felix is brand spanking new what the hell do you mean that was two years ago

[acourtofquestions]

Golden flame danced between her fingers.

Elide recoiled, and the fire vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

"My name is Essar," the female said softly. "I am a friend--of your friends, I believe."

Elide said nothing.

"Cairn is a monster," Essar said, taking a step closer. "Stay far from him."

"I need to find him."

"You played the part of his mistreated lover well enough. You have to know something about him. What he does."

"If you know where he is, please tell me." She wasn't above begging.

Essar ran an eye over Elide. Then she said, "He was in this city until yesterday. Then he went out to the eastern camp." She pointed with a thumb over a shoulder. "He's there now."

"How do you know?"

"Because he's not terrorizing the patrons of every fine establishment in this town, glutting himself on the coin Maeve gave him when he took the blood oath."

Elide blinked. She had hoped some of the Fae might be opposed to Maeve, especially after the battle in Eyllwe, but to find such outright distaste...

Essar then added, "And because my sister--the soldier you spoke with--told me. She saw him in the camp this morning, smirking like a cat."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because you are wearing Lorcan's shirt, and Rowan Whitethorn's cloak. If you do not believe me, inform them who told you and they will." Elide cocked her head to the side.

Essar said softly, "Lorcan and I were involved for a time."

They were in the midst of war, and had traveled for thousands of miles to find their queen, and yet the tightness that coiled in Elide's gut at those words somehow found space. Lorcan's lover. This delicate beauty with a bedroom voice had been Lorcan's lover.

"I'll be missed if I'm gone for too long, but tell them who I am. Tell them that I told you. If it's Cairn they seek, that is where he shall be. His precise location, I don't know." Essar backed away a step. "Don't go asking after Cairn at other taverns. He isn't well regarded, even amongst the soldiers. And those who do follow him... You do not wish to attract their interest."

Essar made to turn away, but Elide blurted,

"Where did Maeve go?"

Essar looked over her shoulder. Studied her.

The female's eyes widened. "She has Aelin of the Wildfire," Essar breathed.

Elide said nothing, but Essar murmured, "That was... that was the power we felt the other night." Essar swept back toward Elide. Gripped her hands. "Where Maeve went a few days ago, I don't know. She did not announce it, did not take anyone with her. I often serve her, am asked to... It doesn't matter. What matters is Maeve is not here. But I do not know when she will return."

Relief again threatened to send Elide crumpling to the ground. The gods, it seemed, had not abandoned them just yet.

But if Maeve had taken Aelin to the outpost where they'd lied that the Valg prince had been contained...

Elide gripped Essar's hands, finding them warm and dry. "Does your sister know where Cairn resides in the camp?"

For long minutes, then an hour, they had talked.

Essar left and returned with Dresenda, her sister. And in that alley, they had plotted.

Elide finished telling Rowan, Lorcan, and Gavriel what she'd learned. They sat in stunned silence for a long minute.

"Just before dawn," Elide repeated. "Dresenda said the watch on the eastern camp is weakest at dawn. That she'd find a way for the guards to be occupied. It's our only window."

Rowan was staring into the trees, as if he could see the layout of the camp, as if he were plotting his way in, way out.

"She didn't confirm if Aelin was in Cairn's tent, though," Gavriel cautioned. "Maeve is gone--Aelin might be with her, too."

"It's a risk we take," Rowan said. A risk, perhaps, they should have considered.

Elide glanced to Lorcan, who had been silent throughout. Even though it had been his lover who had helped them, perhaps guided by Anneith herself. Or at least had been tipped off by the scent on Elide's clothes.

"You think we can trust her?" Elide asked Lorcan, though she knew the answer.

Lorcan's dark eyes shifted to her. "Yes, though I don't see why she'd bother."

"She's a good female, that's why," Rowan said.

At Elide's lifted brow, he explained, "Essar visited Mistward this spring. She met Aelin." He cut a glare toward Lorcan. "And asked me to tell you that she sends her best."

Elide hadn't seen anything that came close to pining in Essar's face, but gods, she was beautiful. And smart. And kind. And Lorcan had let her go, somehow.

[neverendingford]

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[leupagus]

losing my mind at you listing all the sexualities and including made-up misogynistic shit like "demisexual" but forgetting to even mention lesbians. why do you hate female homosexuals so much? make a donation to a lesbian charity and post a screenshot of the receipt

This is why I don't usually have anon on, despite the mostly lovely anon questions I get. The best part is you probably sent this to the wrong person — I don't recall ever listing sexualities, and if I did, "demisexual" is both very real and not remotely misogynistic, and the exclusion of lesbians would be a mistake on my part, not a sooper seekrit message to my followers that I hate lesbians. What the fuck are you talking about.

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

'this doesn't end with you. i walk around and i think if people only knew- that i wish they were cursed, that i wish them the worst, i really wish 'em the worst...but i'm doing my best. and i hope you forgive me, now that i've confessed, cause i'm tryin' to resist, my heart becoming a fist...forever. because you can't, you can't, you can't stop a bullet. i'm giving you my trigger but you better never pull it'

stop a bullet by black light burns