𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ

⠀ ⠀ won’t ⠀ you ⠀ 𝒄𝒖𝒕 ⠀ 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 ⠀ that ⠀ apple ⠀ tree ⠀ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ⠀ 𝖒𝖊?

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

won’t ⠀ you ⠀ 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖜 ⠀ 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 ⠀ that ⠀ spade ⠀ and ⠀ dig ⠀ up ⠀ the ⠀ garden, ⠀ darling?
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀
⠀ ⠀ get ⠀ your ⠀ hands ⠀ 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 ⠀ and ⠀ rip ⠀ up ⠀ the ⠀ 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏.

[T͟H͟E͟ ͟H͟A͟N͟D͟ @TYRANICALMIND]

⠀⠀
T͟H͟E͟ 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓
o͟f͟ 𝓑𝑨𝑵𝑬
⠀⠀

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl and when i start writing aly’s good ending and bad ending? what then

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

to tell me.”

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

“I never make promises I cannot keep.” in spite of her quiet monotone, there too exists a certain mischief. she smiles slowly, moving to stand alongside him. she loops an arm around his.

“come on. surely you have some good ones —

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ 𝑜𝑓 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡, ⠀ he thought, ⠀ but the comment simply elicited a small chuckle out of him. ⠀ alyana, ⠀ so tough looking——and still so soft. ⠀ "you are going to call them all kind

[֯ ⁎ 𓉸ྀི @doverots]

i don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth.

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.

hit the heart for a starter. lengths might vary but expect at least a two - post thread.

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

then she says, “come. tell me all about your adventures.”

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

“I wouldn’t say that,” alyana replies quietly. though certainly time was an anomaly to her, she was sure that time —- even minutes —- had importance.

her brows furrow, eyes lingering on his face. she is quiet for these seconds, and —

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ "then i will stay. ⠀ for as long as you want to." ⠀ heart skips a bit, ⠀ maybe two, ⠀ with the confession. ⠀ there's many things he wants her to know, ⠀ to discover or rediscover, ⠀ after time and

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀@hierrolunas.

[‍ ‍ՙ 𝕾𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐒‍ ‍ ‍‍ 𝕿𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 ‍, ♱ @hellslyrics]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I need 𝒚𝒐𝒖 in my life .

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

slow swishing motions. “I want to stay with you awhile.”

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

alyana hesitates here, breathing him in. really breathing him in. this familiar hand upon hers, these familiar eyes staring back into hers, it settles her and sets her heart fluttering at once.

her tail has released his leg in favor of —

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ "only when the need appears. ⠀ old encounters are rarely the occasion," ⠀ finding the back of her hand with his own, ⠀ it isn't moved, ⠀ or pulled; ⠀ simply held. ⠀ "unless they are special."

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

just wantcha to stop sayin’ odd shit. ( * 🙄🤨 )

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

“still a poet, I see.” eyebrows raise, teasing him even now at a most sacred moment. her other hand is still in his, as if she’s forgotten it’s there.

they’re almost too close.

“come, are you tired?” she asks, though makes no move.

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ it's not quite sheepishness, ⠀ how the tip of his ears lower when he smiles in spite of noticing her own curve of lips, ⠀ nor the tickling warmth of her hand on his cheek. ⠀ shyness, ⠀ perhaps; ⠀

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

@hierrolunas https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl so they actually did invent slowburn

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl alyatlas back on my tl the world is healing

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

how she feels his breath on her own. “welcome back.”

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

in spite of herself, alyana begins to smile. brightened a fraction by his presence. she hums, her hand moving from his shoulder to his cheek.

“good,” she retorts. “I will hold you to that.” her gaze drops, lingering on his lips. and —

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ "the gnolls thing happened 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦! ⠀ and everyone was complete by the end of it." ⠀ he argues, ⠀ thinks, ⠀ and adds: ⠀ "after ⠀ .. ⠀ some magic, ⠀ if you count astarion." ⠀ still, ⠀ the matter is left

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

close enough that she can rest her head against his.

“I do not like being apart so long,” she whispers.

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

“you are known to be careless around beasts with plenty teeth,” she points out, but her eyes follow his every move and soften finally. some tension falls from her shoulders.

her free hand reaches to his shoulder and tugs him in close. —

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

⠀ ⠀ "do you hold so little faith in me?" ⠀ hence: ⠀ one of her hands being brought up, ⠀ laying a small kiss at its back without much hesitation. ⠀ the tilt of his head while hidden behind it carries a sly smile.

[𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 .ᐟ @acceptedcost]

https://t.co/AKZvhtrjPl all that alluring fey magic and she can’t say one flirtatious thing without it sounding like a threat

[‍ ‍ ᴹ̲ᴼ̲𝚘𝚗 ‍ ݁ ᛪ༙ ྀ ‍𝙠͙ ⎯ 𝚎𝚎𝓅e̳r @hierrolunas]

@acceptedcost #̱KELSIER. ⠀ she's so romantic