#rip to them

[ironlamb]

" PERHAPS I SHALL KEEP IT A SURPRISE ." daenya replies playfully as she raises her chin . her eyes twinkle with mirth as she watches him lean in . she doesn't back away even an inch , only tilting in herself to lean into him as she says , " keep you on your toes and such ." a light arch of her eyebrows . " i wouldn't wish to bore you by being too predictable ." it is an effort for daenya to smother the urge to laugh , and yet her smile stays as she looks at their hooked pinkies . she gives them a playful swing before she arches her brows his way to add , " i should hope so . the competition is entirely too stiff ." she arches her brows innocently even as her lips twitch , as her head tilts to add , " hence the riots and such ." there was no competition in truth . how could there be ? who could compare ? there was family and then there was rickon . almost everyone else fell away in comparison to that . perhaps there was a time she wished her world was bigger , that she had a great many friends and knew a multitude , but that was only in his absence . now that he was here , warm under her cheek and speaking in that familiar cadence in her ear ? how could daeny truly want for much else ? so she will save helaena , and she will have this time with rickon and perhaps — for just a bit , even a moment , things will be fine . and she will be happy . in that moment that wish feels possible as rickon's hand cups her cheek . for that moment daeny allows herself to hope for it . " you cruel to me !" a gentle elbow into his side even as she leans into the touch at her cheek and allows herself to rest against his shoulder anew . she pouts but the expression is far from genuine in truth . " when i am a great giant i will stomp on you first ." despite the words she softens into the caress of her cheek , and does so only further as their hands become even more tangled together . she does make a lightly affronted noise as he continues , but she does not move from where she rests against him to say , " as if you do not labour through the same effort ..." daenya knows she is quite likely worse though . but how could she help it ? she had a limited amount of time to be as close to rickon as she should like . how could she waste it with hesitation ? with not seizing every opportunity while it was still here ? she could not rationalize such a thing . daenya brightens then , pleased at his recollection as she nods decisively as well . " for us then ." there is something satisfied about her smile then as she traces a shape on the back of rickon's hand . her eyes soften with the movement . " and we shall rotate between the two periodically as time passes ." she allows her finger tips to trace over the veins on the back of his hand . " i'm sure lark and mark will miss each other too ."

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daenya is startled anew as he reaches for her , a surprise that makes her heart jolt rather than her body as she looks at him in sheer bewilderment . her eyes scan his own , scan his features as well , and somehow despite the familiarity of it all it feels as if she has no idea what he is thinking . her heart hammers at his words even as her head spins , as questions are answered and yet even more arise . when she asked rickon who he wished to kiss she was not expecting this . she finds her hand fisted in his shirt at the same place where she pushed him away . " i — " her eyes are scanning his face fiercely , quickly as she tries to process it all . her words are a stuttered rush as she says , " of course i will wish for you — and — and long to be with you , rickon , you are — " her mind feels vaguely scrambled . her head shakes with it , into his touch at her cheeks . " rickon ." and it is the truth . it is rickon . is it — even a question that she would wish that they would be together ? that she would wish for him at her side ? but is that what he's asking ? is that what he wishes for ? her lips tingle with the ghost of his touch . her skin feels warm with it all . the rest of his life ? wishing ? for her ? the feeling of being pleased rises with daeny once again and she cannot even place why . perhaps it is that rickon is hers . as she thought , rickon is hers . and yet that feeling is coupled with the adrenaline of it all , with her surprise , with her confusion . her mind swirls with the mixture of emotions . " you know that i will long for you the moment we are separated ." her eyes meet his squarely with the words even as she swallows thickly , as she brings one hand to his wrist where his hands rest on her cheeks . " that i will wish for you at my side again the moment you aren't ." her brows furrow slightly then , bewildered . " but you — " a shake of her head . " needn't wish for me when i am right here ." her thumb brushes over the web of veins on the inside of his wrist . her brows arch . " the rest of your life is — quite far away and i am right in front of you ."

"Oh you revoke your kindness, do you?" he leans in, a playful smile passing his lips over a shrug of his shoulders. "Will you be cruel to me now, do you think? Or, indifferent?" his eyes shift away slowly in thought, brows furrowing as her gaze is caught once more. "I should prefer cruelty, I think. To indifference." And yet, he could not truly imagine her ever being cruel, and she was too passionate, too alive to ever be indifferent. "Suppose riots could break out over it." he replies smoothly, their hands hanging tied at the pinky, and he'll look upon them with gladness and sense of sweet victory. "It would be entirely too bad -- for them, that is, I've every intention of staying your favourite." Rickon knew, with every part of his being, there was no replacing what had existed in the small spaces between them. In gentle touches, and stolen glances. He was pretty certain no one had ever felt such a thing before. He had wanted her closer, he had wanted her under his skin. He had wanted never to part again. Perhaps they would need not part. Perhaps there was hope yet. "Still growing? Which way? Downwards?" retort is offered through a laugh and his free hand will rush to lay gently upon her cheek so that she remains leaning instead of looking up at him in feigned offence. "I jest, I jest." he pets her cheek then, hand falling atop the other which had laid entangled with hers. "I could not forbid such a thing." he says, "-- I am much too aware of the effort it would take for you to keep your hands to yourself." his words are serious, and while he tries to keep a smile from cracking through, he cannot quite manage. "I am not so rude." or so selfless. He had wanted her hands. He had wanted a great many things, it seemed. At her words he nods instantly with a smile of reassurance. Rickon did not forget, truly, only he did not quite connect the two either, in the moment. "I remember." he adds. "I do." his own hand squeezes hers now, and his head will tilt just slightly to the side as he considers. "A house near Gulltown then." he nods, decidedly. "For us." It felt less like a dream, rather, something to hope for. Something he could yet achieve. Something he could give. Something of their own.

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With her hand clutching to his shirt, his heart will pound faster and his breath will catch in his lungs as he tries to read whatever unravelled behind her eyes. He was certain he had ruined things -- and yet it seemed he did not. Her words come in quick succession, and he is too dizzy and warm and nervous to process them entirely. With knitted brows, and parted lips, he tries to speak. But nothing comes. What could he truly say? How could he even begin sorting his feelings into thoughts, thoughts into words? It would surely take an infinity. Rickon did not have infinity. Then she shoves him, and he reaches for her instantly, instinctively. Hands are greedy, almost pleading -- 'do not push me away' -- they say, it shows in his eyes, it shows as he struggles for words only to speak them with utmost resolve. "I do wish for it." his admittance is sharp, certain. "I do wish for you t'...-- to play with my hair." It was not about the hair, it was not about touch at all. It never had been. "I wish for nothing more." He knew how confusing it all must have seemed, how utterly disconnected. He too was struggling to make any sense of what has come to pass. He knew only two, very simple, very contrasting things: He knew had wanted her, And that it could never be. It could never be him. And yet... "Only...what happens now..." his throat clears, thumbs brushing softly over her cheeks as his eyes fix upon hers in utter sincerity. "Now I spend the rest of my life...wishing..." And that was alright, he decided. He would rather wish for her, than have anybody else. "Tell me you will wish for me too." it is soft, and quiet in its longing. He had wanted to hear it, he wanted to know. "Tell me, and it will be enough." "Tell me." he says, and perhaps it sounds an awful lot like 'love me'.

[prokopetz]

If I were an evil wizard, I would simply not use mind control spells which can be dispelled by depleting the victim's health bar.

[undead-knick-knack]

Welp, they're fucked 🥲

[mouthlesswitch]

sisters sistering time:3

[golmorehotgirl]

Somewhere out there there’s a viera player that’s character just happens to look exactly like Cahciua that ships their wol with Erenville and are going to have the most INSANE living memory experience

[uninformedartist]

In memoriam of Angel's Floof 😔🙏, the Queen lied, they died most tragically 🙏

Gone but not forgotten 😔✊

[milesworld96]

Who the fuck are these dudes and why did they cost my boys the match.

[cosmic-ships]

The one little comment has me realizing just how annoying I would be with my f/o like

Listen to me rant about a video game I'm obsessed with

Or

Want to see photos of all these plants, flowers, and bugs?

Or

Wanna see what I made? (Crocheted) and its the same damn thing every time just different colours.

Oof :\

[rkives-bitch]

gonna light one up just for destiel

[caernua]

i hope everyone has their fingers on the block button bc i'm downloading the ac movie again

[ellsey]

omg i just saw Grassl's free and WHAT WAS THAT

[unfortunate--moth]

would mikofuu survive orv /j

ABSOLUTELY NOT

they'd both be dead in like at most 5 scenarios. i dont have faith in either of their survival skills at all.

[mikimotopearl]

Did I already post about how, together with programs that can scan the world wide web for pictures of your face, AIs that artificially age your face are being developed?

And please learn how to double blur your whole face in pics, programs that undo the tiny 50% blur on your eyes have existed for years. Same with sites to find every single social media account you made with your e-mail

[cheolism-archive]

L to the treasure fans who were shitting on zb1 bc now treasure and zb1 are doing a collab stage for mama

[htchhiker]

i feel bad for the fbi agent / hacker spying on my computer bc they have to hear me listening to bo bur/nham's bezos ii on loop for over an hour

[spookybeandoodle]

Okay I’m afraid of saying anything cause whenever I do I drop it but-

Im actually working on a bright eyes doodle-

Could I be rising from the dead??? For a pretty much dead ass character??? That isn’t Alexis???