#tane/lann

[arainaizevran]

give it up for wip wednesday thursday friday! (wotr edition)

Chapter 4 spoilers!

But here, in the Upper City, Lann’s every step is weighed down, as if he was back in Neathholm wading through dark, muddy waters. When he turns around, his companions are already ten paces ahead of him. Are they always this fast? Or are you just getting slow? Searing pain shoots through him with every step, setting his muscles on fire. This must be what his father felt, what each and every one of his ancestors felt as the years withered them away.

His vision blurs as he struggles to keep up with the party; they’re so far away now, Tane’s so far away, so out of his reach. This can’t—this can’t be the end, not yet, not when you haven’t even done anything worthwhile with your stupid short life. He has to keep going. The sludge pouring from his eyes creates a dark blurry haze, obscuring his sight. Take it one step at a time, Lann, and eventually you’ll reach them. Bile creeps up from the pits of his stomach to his throat and he has to fight back the urge to hurl. He stumbles onward. You can keep going like this, pathetic and weak, or you can answer the call. His blood boils and sears through his veins, threatening to ignite him from within. They did him a favor by leaving him behind, really. If he were to die now, they wouldn’t see how pathetic and weak he looked coughing up this weird demonic gunk. You can answer the call, and this will all go away. You will live a long life, like you want, like you deserve.

A long life with her.

“Fuck you,” he mumbles, dark goo dribbling from his lips. It takes all of his willpower and strength to press forward—they still need me—but he drops to his knees, overcome by the loss of his senses, still the dark viscous substance oozing from every orifice.

“Lann?” There’s no mistaking Tane’s voice, even with all the mud in his ear muffling it. Where’d she come from? She shouldn’t be here, seeing you like this. Weak and pathetic.

It’s Savamelekh, he tries to croak the words out, but only dark sludge spills from his mouth. Her hands cradle his jaw, tipping his head up to look at her. She wipes the muck away, her fingers frantic and desperate, but the effort is futile as it keeps pouring out. Devoid of sight and sound, all he has is that worried tone of hers close to his ear and her calloused palms on his face. His entire universe has narrowed down into these two things, and Lann anchors himself to it, to her, reaching for her arm like a lifeline.

Strong hands grip him, and he finds himself being lifted onto a horse—Seelah’s horse, he realizes—and before he can protest, they’re already galloping away.

[mydestiny13]

Kaç anonim var lann

kaç tane var ben birini biliyorum sadece

[dianaa70]

Lann 2 tane kocaman köpek etrafımda dolaşıyo nasıl havlıyor var yaa yemin ederim acayip tırstım

[kalpsizinkalbi]

Lann blogum ile yeniyıla girdim ona sevinem

ilk yeni yılımız blogumla umarım 2,3 tane daha görürüz çabuk bıkıyorum bıkmam İnş senden de çabucak bıkmam

2,3 diyom da sanki 1 kesinmiş gibi

[444names]

american states and names + egyptian and hindu deities BUT excluding "h"

Adald Addlemen Adjeffe Adury Agane Aleri Alley Amillazie Amptarley Anatt Anded Andelaws Andellia Andrand Anetton Angusa Anneack Anter Anton Apenria Asese Astep Atrad Bagana Bagney Baken Ballay Bapritz Barjort Barmoryn Barson Barunesta Bater Beacecian Beann Becia Bekar Belip Benda Beravanne Berres Besta Beter Bettle Birez Blana Blant Blexie Boodiance Borgeeda Bowarce Braftona Brence Brica Britterr Brollin Broylouis Bukyam Burins Burna Caleon Cames Camill Cammanu Canall Carice Carle Carnsuzmu Carry Caser Clamarez Clarnave Cluck Clyolyne Cobbikay Cober Cocklas Cocky Colfra Colsexana Compotta Coney Conzuez Coree Corton Cousey Crazelans Crickbull Crins Crosird Cryamanan Dairada Dardson Dargina Darisema Darni Davison Debrina Dedgelma Dedwis Delmoor Dendred Derew Derste Devio Dinsenna Donarri Dorta Dowatton Dowley Drana Draviri Drett Duanu Duaro Dudella Dufma Durson Durton Duston Ebbstiz Edersong Edevira Edwil Eider Elauffor Ellaratie Encelod Errass Errter Erson Estevitte Eulkey Farkard Farudd Fayya Fitjes Flodge Floist Flowleen Flynew Folleb Fosey Framald Frand Frett Gabilsen Gambin Garda Gares Garonson Garus Gayyandy Geods Gerrison Giamarr Gibarus Gilmare Gliva Goollice Gorti Grell Grill Gristi Guelini Gupada Gupatrie Gutedez Gwertinas Irenn Iscia Jacela Jacobama Jacquen Jacquez Jagnie Jaguez Jajia Jajille Janati Jannie Jarce Jarda Jasteel Jaultz Jeatt Jeffelmas Jefie Jestumart Jetter Jodrickma Joeley Jonlee Joroelson Josayd Joyer Jullixis Jully Junce Jundesa Jusey Kanleo Kaurce Kelan Kelmenny Kemart Kence Kesaupet Kevera Kimer Kingee Knewtong Knoram Krandeve Kryatiley Kubee Kubers Lamery Lanne Ledwillis Lerri Lerson Levala Levere Linerris Lorey Lucill Luckbuder Lupaye Lyncon Lynorne Maceckwer Maces Makse Maley Mamile Mando Manet Manninan Maray Marayyan Margana Marlson Marussie Masatt Masimon Mates Matfity Maver Mayati Mayss Mcclinc Mccun Mccut Mcfarley Mcken Mckles Mckna Mclurry Meley Melinall Melles Mensexas Menson Merisine Mernatta Mernt Merry Mettenn Micke Micton Milliet Minetta Minioto Mirandez Mitjeffy Mittet Monana Monna Montie Mookestes Mooll Moolor Morren Morreti Mossers Mostaynor Mulds Mundel Murgie Muson Myrdari Myroley Natris Neill Nella Niise Nirge Nonlan Nowel Nowle Nowmeli Nuellin Nupefer Odmanet Odson Olgarott Olitt Olmating Openney Ortarter Osema Padon Paguy Parmary Parrani Parree Pasaacdox Patenda Patie Patiney Patmack Patra Patre Paudian Peany Pensony Perya Pottlen Powley Prayne Purtan Rafton Ramanut Rancia Randerr Ratac Rbereeddi Renturk Rericase Ricurton Riden Riffer Rillyn Rivels Rocke Rollery Rolmes Rolmon Rommerie Ronatawni Ronnen Ronnolley Ronone Rosret Rostark Rowen Rusen Sable Salfer Samey Savici Segerson Serti Sianie Sielbens Simet Sinakalf Sister Slose Snyatant Sopear Sosekey Spita Stankan Starey Steffort Stelen Stened Stergelia Sticto Stielton Stist Stondna Suaden Suruby Suzmarry Suzmurina Sward Swars Swins Swison Tacdavan Tacra Taffey Tamadacon Tance Taning Tantrald Taravia Tarcia Tards Tegour Texanuti Todgel Tondriss Toney Tonia Traks Traliel Trana Trervan Umand Vellessie Vellindra Viagnie Vidackine Vince Vinge Vinsondia Virgilla Visist Vistvives Wadac Walaks Walez Wallie Wallsam Wamurnan Wardodge Wardorne Warri Warrin Watin Wayyala Weenputed Werucise Wille Wilston Winie Wintep Witjean Wookama Yamica

[ucusmode]

Cokkk korkunc rüyaydi allahimm nolur yasamayayim ne gôsterdi bilincaltim lan bana az önce. Toksik ex in sehrindeyim güya ona demeyecekmisim. Bayagi asfalt öpmeli ni an gerceklesiyor. Sahil falan izlerken maç oldugu aklima geliyor marketin tekine dalıp kaç kaç diye soruyorum. Maç izleme kabini varmis onu gösteriyolar. Tren geciyor sacma sapan. sonra diyorum sikerim hazir gelmisken arayayim kafami sikeyim bilincaltimin isleyis nöronlarimi sikeyim. Yolda ararken sarhoşun teki pesime takılıyor ben adamdan kurtulmaya calisirken kafasini koparip yola atiyorum. Yolda giderken yol ananeme giden yola dönüsüyor. Ananemin merdivenlerini cikiyorum. aklimda ex e gidip aglayarak ben adam öldürdüm ne yapacagim diye pisligimi bulastirip tanik yapmak var. Kafaya bak zehir. Neyse kapıyı çalıyorum. Kapiyi açiyor salonda on tane erkegin ortasinda babam var. Babam ne alakaaa lann babam ne alakaa. Toksik bütün leş ogrenc karakterler rüyama toplanmis. Babam güya esofman satmaya calisiyormus evdeki güruha. Camdan bakiyorum, babannemin bahcesi. Babannemin bahcesinde kilise var iki üç tane??? Hatta ayin???? Bahcede kadinlardan biri perihanin şatosundan söz ediyor???? Bwbam diyo ki bilmez miyim perihanin şatosunu periliçeden daha ihtişamli. Babamin eşofman satmasi bitince ırkçılık konusuyoruz. Güya ex e ırkçılık yapilmis falan tuhaf tuhaf. Kocca güruhtaki çocuklardan biri diyo ki sana kiyafetlerimizi ne zaman yikatmaya verecegiz, karsi daire ananemin daire benimmis onlarin kı-BİTCH WAT Tİ FAK. babami büyük komite ugurlarken kapinin önünde tanju özcan miting yapiyor apartmanin icinde. Bi anda evin icinde kurgu bilgisayarlari cikiyor. Cocuklardan sisman sivilceli olan bunu biz kayit almadik diyo. BEN ALMİSİM UYANİNCA NİYE AKLİMDA. sonra bi konusmaci bi seyler anlatiyo siraya dizilmis izliyoruz önde birr sürü limon var. Allaahimm birr sürü limon dilimi anlatılmaz yasanir. Sirayla 6-7 kisi ayakta öndeki limon dilimini kemiyoruz. Masadan kayarak geçen anahtarliklar kitap ayraclari arasinda o sarhosun kopardigim kafasi var. Ha bi de bunlar olurken yılbaşındayiz kar var heerr tarafta kar vardi yollarda sahillerde. SİMMDİ BENDE KAFAMİ KOPARMAYA GİDİYORUM BU RÜYA KAFAMDAN SİLİNSİN DİYE

[siyahinmavisii10]

Geleceğimiz hani çok parlaktı lann bi tane yıldız yok yıldız.

[adamlaricinkursunataryerim]

Heh işte aynen ondan DSZXGFEWASXCFSWQASXFDEWQASDFDWQAXDWSVK

TB HALKI UYANIN ACİLLL!!!!!

Bize şimdi wattpedden çıkmış gibi davranan mafya ve bad boy arıyoruz 4 taneeeğ mümkünse az önce de yazmıştım özellikleri yapılı vücut, sigara karışımı kokusu, sorna bri de "siktir" lafı fazlasıyla kullanırsa tamamdır. ha bir de bakışları "ÖLDÜRÜCÜ" olacak. Bizi rehin alacak ve bizde salak, saf masum ayağına yatıp onu "umursamicaz" varsa böyle brii mafyamsı bad boy alalım hemen 4 tane cmcncnmxkdhdnsks

@umutsuz-umutsuz @kemirgentt @delirmeler (aha bu kıza da bakalım LANN üzülür kdjfmdjdbdldjdjs)

[acid-gramma]

Nej para vererek diyetisyene gittim kadın beni delicesine aşağıladı hayatımda bu kadar hakarete ezilmeye uğramadım lann bu ülkede neden işinii bi tane düzgün yapan biri yok

:(

[karardiicimbenimbaya]

5-6 tane açıklamalı erkek ff göndersenee bu yana

@hissizlestirebildiklerinizdenm bloğuda ball kendisi de ballllıım

@gecemegunduzolll kendisi şulenazımdır canım karım dnksml çok iyidir

@keidwocp abi bu adam harikaa yahuu

@sirattadengebilekligisatangenc memolii başganım bir numaraa

@superkursunaskerblog bloğuda kendisi de iyidirr

KOCAMAN GALP LANN JDMKLSÖ

[joyffree]

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[arainaizevran]

ooooohhh ummm . kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy for tane & lann .......... AND/OR (<- ignoring you sorry) ... biting your lover's lip amidst a kiss. for jae & isolde ? <3

it's tane/lann time <3 (lanne? tann? lantan?) (kiss prompts)

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Tane used to think home is wherever she is, for a self-proclaimed hunter who never stayed in one place, never settled, always ready to run far, far away.

And then Irmangaleth takes her away into the depths of the arena, the Nahyndrian collar sapping away the last vestiges of her energy. Alone and isolated, just like she wanted ever since she stepped foot in the Abyss. The Nexus had provided no such opportunity with its cramped space and the Herald looming over her, disallowing damage (self-inflicted or not), and she misliked the way everyone fussed over her like she was some fragile little thing. Alone, in the bowels of Battlebliss, the collar feels like freedom.

She grits her teeth, staunchly refusing Zeklex’s offer of help. The seeds of freedom planted in the Fleshmarkets reminds her she has untapped strength, sourced from chaos and rage, from resentment that has taken root the moment she accepted the Knight Commander’s mantle on her shoulders. It wasn’t easy, facing off the reigning champion in the arena, and alone, she barely emerges victorious, not unscathed, yet secretly thankful for her sparring sessions with him aboveground. She misses it, truth be told.

In the few hours apart—six hours, twelve minutes, and thirty seconds, but who’s counting?—she misses a lot of things, she realises. Seelah’s forced guffaw at a sardonic joke, Daeran’s withering sneer in response (oh, but she knows of the warmth underneath), Woljif joining in with his ever-comedic timing, Arueshalae’s soft giggle (she genuinely thinks it’s funny), and, and, and,

Lann’s steady hand, his sharp wit, his dexterous and nimble arms—arms she runs towards like a loosed arrow, arms now wrapped around her, lifting her up as she collapses into him, her muscles bruised and fatigued. Later she might blame it on her adrenaline, that post-battle euphoria, heart hammering against ribs, but for now, she kisses him, unthinking and clumsy and probably ill-mannered (oh, Desna, everyone is staring at them, aren’t they?), melting into the steadfast bulwark of his body.

Nothing like she ever imagined: the way he kisses her back, breathing her in, the taste of reptilian scales and human skin, claws grasping at her nape, fingers digging in his biceps: a lifetime’s worth of yearning decanted from lungs to lungs. She emerges with a short gasp and buries herself in the crook of his neck. Maybe she’ll regret this later, the stray thought wanders, and the desire to flee rises, prickling beneath her skin, but she shrugs it off.

For the first time in a long time, she’s certain she won’t run away.

[galibakayboldum]

Kaç tane aşık anon var sana lann

Bilmiyorum ve ilgilenmiyorum aslında

[444names]

the entire article for alternate forms of the name john from wikipedia + dog names

Afriboug Aftey Anesersi Anish Ankorgoö Annian Ariley Arixk Arletoă Asquean Bailess Baiñn Balie Banack Bandaiā Bangank Bankanis Banku Bannes Bannic Bannici Bargeroky Barlie Barman Basqo Baxtñ Beanku Beanni Beariž Belan Blufuck Bluke Boommy Bouhanic Bouih Boujoes Bowlfă Brags Branter Brathuan Bratiñeq Bremiã Brenrö Breoreă Brewž Brunnf Bubeauá Buckey Bucky Buckā Bucyn Buley Bulga Bulgö Bulle Bulley Bully Calaic Cally Carle Chane Chanesed Chank Channes Channiann Chans Chanst Charle Chash Chast Cheser Chickñ Chinder Chioana Chion Chipianni Chipper Chipperi Chuaaà Chuan Chuannish Churky Chuvandas Clish Colacksá Coliet Collse Comenne Congari Cooker Coopdoy Coopika Cooppean Coopā Cooself Copep Coppv Cotioper Crabas Cromenjy Cuiter Cujon Czeuse Czeux Dainn Dakhuan Daviong Digger Dinda Ditankip Dithon Duker Dutcó Dutugh Ebrulgan Elice Elloki Emiley Emilvie Enchadin Enistrady Enslic Evanamet Eóingo Eóinher Eóins Eóiănw Fangalley Farky Farlickt Feandiggy Fearlish Fidonzh Fifingos Fifiã Fince Finglick Finne Finorin Flucke Flueö Forget Formq Frannes Frince Gaelayahā Gaelsh Garan Garky Geordc Getnass Giann Gioanan Gioannese Gioans Gionza Giănv Gjing Gjohan Gjohanka Gjover Grenglic Guein Hacerbic Haiñā Hankaan Hannek Hanni Hanslan Hebran Hebret Henish Hennan Holavis Holesey Holly Hongaice Hoques Hovan Huioö Hunnised Hurky Hurphyan Iandowm Ibarician Ibowlf Ibsyllit Icash Icody Ifanesed Ingani Ingolo Ioanner Ionady Ionestroj Iongtonam Ionicky Ionninnes Iscamer Ister Itero Itioanko Ivana Ivans Iverbó Ivowsamp Jaanu Jacian Janace Jandan Janesed Jangy Jankann Jannese Jannis Jannish Japollan Japoseric Japoteik Japotiox Japthovan Jashanko Jenry Jensty Jhongtona Joanga Joeston Johangarm Johangary Johant Johic Jongos Jongtopy Jonzan Jonzuá Jovandex Joãoqö Joãow Juaninese Juayt Juhanga Juharlet Juhas Juhaspady Jánolommy Jóabicky Jóani Jóaniciá Jóanni Jóhan Jóhani Jóhannace Jóhannese Jönssion Jönyaelsñ Jönzoy Jāndan Jānicame Jăvash Kiestone Kipslita Kiris Kobean Kobence Korwellyã Kotessial Laangan Labang Labasi Lacharish Laddy Laiñe Lamer Lanne Lanter Laric Latis Lavic Layani Laysž Lesing Liainnes Licodp Lippeppep Lishawng Litis Lomak Louhan Lovane Lovanga Lucksoni Lucyô Mallo Mankanack Manni Manton Marger Milian Miloman Mootonan Murchi Murmr Māorm Nalannish Namper Nancer Nassiese Natalie Nathe Noreo Nostrags Nzakey Ohanes Ohanne Olese Ollsh Oloqc Orexw Padic Panko Perailic Persing Persmon Polic Poloutck Potles Prian Prixij Prody Proky Prome Rabicer Rannastes Reppep Ribanal Rilokipg Roatioan Roccame Roccas Roeston Rovakhun Rowse Rowsy Ruddy Rufuster Runchipik Ruslo Samoa Satioans Scanka Scatalbz Scatian Scatise Scody Scoey Scoopdon Scoopy Scooton Scotish Scouian Scuian Scuians Scuie Scujoãn Scujz Searlesta Selash Selass Shebry Shengana Siangtong Sianixie Simbal Skins Slayx Slici Smoki Snkoby Snord Snufuster Sonash Sonaž Spander Spersioan Spotow Squean Srish Swelufus Taley Tally Tanes Teroan Thenis Thioanza Thipper Thouitse Tradog Trady Tranan Tranne Tration Trika Trise Triseán Tronese Tuguan Turcră Tysian Vandis Vanname Vannuffy Vanton Vinglici Wageoreñ Wegizmoku Welatis Welayan Welly Wimbsyl Winch Winianjr Yallseddy Yanko Yanni Yelld Yocoe Yocoopy Yohady Yohanese Yohans Yoharle Yolovanel Yonez Youllet Yovianian Yuhan Yuhanish Zechan Zechawn Zeppf Zeusiann Zigbx Zigby Zubenevq

[allahcezamivermis]

Whatt lann benim kac tane ablam varr

6

6-Arkadaşın var mı?Varsa kim?

Varr taniyosuunuz bencee @bosgezeninbosgulugu <33

[arainaizevran]

wip wednesday

tagged by @isayashai <333 thank youuuu

have a WIP of Tane and Lann brooding near the fireplace in Defender's Heart, set right after their first encounter with Minagho:

He glanced askance at Tane, her gaze fixated on the hearth before them, the firelight reflecting on her deep brown eyes. Did he make the right decision to follow her to the surface? Did she make the right decision to choose him over Wenduag? In truth, Tane puzzled him. The angels bestowed the Light of Heaven upon her, and he believed in her, believed that the angels wouldn’t bless someone who wasn’t worthy. And yet she chose to hide the Light away and, worse, lie straight to the Chief’s face. When she and Wenduag slipped away in the dead of night, Lann feared the worst; she’d taken away their only chance of survival in the underground, after all. He had no choice but to pursue them, dead set on retrieving it, seared palms be damned. Losing the sword meant losing everything. Then Lann watched her wield the sacred sword to drive away Savamelekh, saving his kin from certain doom. He stood in the shadows, awe-struck at the sheer divine power emanating from her. Tane’s eyes glowed golden as she held up the sword, blinding the demons with its intense brilliance. Never had he been so convinced that the gods chose her, as he was in that very moment. Tane’s betrayal still stung, and he still questioned whether to trust her, but he couldn’t bring himself to dwell on it. Not when the true source of his pain and anger and heartbreak had crawled away into the shadows. Wenduag’s betrayal eclipsed all else. All those years of having each other’s backs, and she threw it away. And for what? A taste of power? He turned it over and over in his head, lost countless nights to it, and he still couldn’t grasp what truly drove her. Tane cleared her throat, pulling him out of his thoughts. “She seems important to you.” “Well, she was my best friend. She understood me more than anyone, and I knew everything about her. Except none of it was real, so who knows if I ever knew her at all?” “Maybe knowing someone and understanding them are two different things,” she said, her voice low and quiet. “Maybe. Maybe not.”

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