#oh-hxfiz.

[inescroy]

" i think giovanni would've been understanding if you'd chosen not to attend today. you're better than me. i would've kept my distance. "

"Can we be sure this place is secure?" Hafiz tried her best to smile, the venom pushed through her teeth, as members of the italian court waltz by.

[dvisckc]

“i had nuray’s nanny come and take asami for the morning. i thought she would like to see her cousin and we could have a lie in.” @oh-hxfiz​

[bielbraganca]

" –––– what's with the passive-agressive birthday message?" @oh-hxfiz

[tywysoges-g]

“So, your spectacular attempt at matchmaking was a complete and utter failure and I’ve avoided Biel since that evening.” She paused. “But let’s talk about YOU. I mean, LOOK at you! You are glowing.”

@oh-hxfiz​

[vslvano]

“verda sent flowers. well, everyone has sent flowers but i thought you’d actually like the ones from verda.” he set the vase down and then poorly concealed his hovering. @oh-hxfiz​

[vcrcnc]

“ I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS. this treatment is inhumane. who could possibly manage to catch even a second of sleep in these conditions ! they haven’t even made it clear why they’re keeping us ali– here. ” verona attempted to keep her voice down but her loud whispers resembled hoarse talk. [ @catherinestuart​, @oh-hxfiz, @vslvano, @arturcii, @nataliademarquis ]

[laylabahiti]

@oh-hxfiz​

“she is beautiful,” layla cooed, the smallest glimpse of a genuine smile gracing her features. she peered at the little bundle with glistening eyes, the family’s newest addition a true beacon of hope and happiness during an otherwise dreary year. “i brought gifts for each of you, perhaps too many, but you spoiled us when nuray was born. how are you feeling?”

[yvsmins]

            “ you’re friends with that little blond boy? ” dating would have been suggested but too assumptive, and this was likely the reason yasmin had been told to dabble in petty gossip of the royals more often. she’d know the story, if she’d cared enough to. “ the portuguese prince, barbara’s brother. ” ( @oh-hxfiz​​ )

[fvmikc]

she’d mulled over how to bring up what daisuke’s wife had told her a dozen different days. it isn’t something she can share with others, this is not the sort of strategy she’d remotely begun to learn. but after a sleepless night, sunrise beginning to burn already dry eyes, all she can do is knock on the door. “ long time no see. spare a moment for a friend? ” ( @oh-hxfiz​ )

[vndrcs]

It should have been to early for anyone else to be awake much less outside. The sun was just now losing it’s orange hues. But as he closes the gate behind him and looks around the small frame is unignorable. He had almost been able to pretend he did not know Hafiz when all it was words on a page. A way to a path forward. He approached the fence like it might come alive. “Shouldn’t you be resting Kid?” @oh-hxfiz​

[matildcs]

           vacant chairs, one across and the other to her left were the placement of ghost-like acquaintances or so would be the claim. she never peered directly at the fuzzy frame in the corner of her eye, but they were there, looming. her index finger caught between her lips, the spiced red sauce alighting taste buds otherwise put to sleep but anything remotely bland. “ it's occupied. all of them, ” matilde murmured. seven other empty tables, one had to be better fitted to the burden of an unwanted guest. ( @oh-hxfiz )

[anamariaabolivar]

Ana María was surprised to see so many people in this new room. The whole time, it had just been an ever-dwindling group of the first people she’d arrived with. And then, the addition of Alessandro. But this was all new people. “Did they get everyone?” Ana María asked, her voice quieter, now. It had all happened so fast, she’d assumed that perhaps some of the others had maybe escaped her fate. But now, she wasn’t so sure. ( @beaufort-a, @dvisckc, @oh-hxfiz, @frejaedb, @mariisolss, @arturcii, @okcyo)

[dvisckc]

his phone has been off for the last 12 hours. last time he checked, the only calls he had were from his father, a reporter, and the police. he wondered if he would ever hear from masahiko again. foolishly, selfishly, cruelly, he had thought he could keep that relationship. then he could betray his dearest friend, and still chat on the weekends about the amazing new things his child was doing daisuke wondered if their children would be friends. perhaps not now.

he couldn't remember where he was when he saw the news, only that he felt it somewhere deep in him. was it possible to feel the door to one's home close behind them and lock without having seen it? to feel the deadbolt turn in your stomach?

he closed the door now to his spanish apartment. slam. their spanish apartment. hafiz. his greatest love. his greatest tormentor. the mother of his child.

she appeared. she appeared, and it choked him. her beauty.

he’d ask her three times.

“what did you do?” first: angry, betrayed, face twisting.

“what did you do?” second: grieving, heartbroken, chin quivering.

“what have you done?” third, dropping to his knees, voice a raw growl as the inky blackness of his soul clawed it way up his throat.

@oh-hxfiz​

[bielbraganca]

" –––– where's the most beautiful little girl, " mouth corners curving upwards when he benches to spy inside the stroller, carefully picking her up into his arms. "here she is," azure hues focus on her before a glimpse of her mother. @oh-hxfiz

[tywysoges-g]

@oh-hxfiz & @tywysoges-g​

[vslvano]

"nuray finally understands sharing i think. well, she understands the word 'مشاركة' not 'paylaşmak' but it's something." he let out a heavy sigh. "i'm starting to understand layla's worry about getting her ready for a sibling. she's used to the whole world revolving around her." and why shouldn't she be? she's the presumptive heir to the crown. @oh-hxfiz