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Claire Keane
Cosmic Funnies
Love Begins
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
todays bird
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
noise dept.
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Discoholic 🪩
Keni
we're not kids anymore.
Kaledo Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@strikingviolet
[ VIOLENT LITTLE THING ] independent & private roleplay blog for violet sorrengail of the empyrean series. slow activity, mobile-only, & heavily headcanon based. chosen by miranda, 27, she/her, est. side blog to @ircnwrought
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for the time being, i'm going to move vi back to the multi since her lack of activity here doesn't justify it's own blog - i'll still keep the url around though in case there's a spike of activity when the next book comes out
so my laptop fans are failing and I’m trying to avoid using it more than necessary until the part to fix it comes in just in case i accidentally fry it hence the drop in activity. lmk if you’d like the disco to write there in the meantime ✌️
"Naturally. That was the first thing I considered upon making the journey here," he teases in a drawl; the riders dedication to their damned codex seems almost religious. Cenred is slightly disappointed when she dampens the electricity coursing through the air, but he swears he can still feel the pulse of current as their hands touch. "Oh, wonderful," he grins at her words, eagerly allowing himself to be pulled up the stairs and towards her room. Anticipation builds within him as they approach the door; despite their days of playful flirting, Cenred hadn't assumed that anything further would happen between them. This is an excellent turn of events, and he will absolutely not consider the potential consequences of this choice.
__________🌩 IN A MATTER OF MOMENTS, SHE'S PULLED HIM THROUGH THE DOOR && TURNS TO FACE HIM. despite the confidence she had in their embrace, she now finds herself shifting her weight between her feet with the faintest hint of nerves ( what does one do with a king in their room ?? ) she takes a small step toward him, her hand rising to his chest, trying to ground herself given the jolt that travels up her arm at the contact. ❛ the door is warded, ❜ she confesses, a sly smile pulling at her lips. ❛ no one can come in unless i let them. && the room has been soundproofed. ❜
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If he's abashed about his rare lack of control, he doesn't show it; instead, he playfully nudges their noses together and presses a second, softer kiss to her lips. "Undoubtedly. You have far too many rules here," he teasingly complains, and his hands begin to softly caress her waist. "I suppose it is just as well I have diplomatic immunity, don't you think?" he winks. His heart is still hammering in his chest, and the electricity that hums between them is intoxicating; he doesn't want to let her go. "Shall we go somewhere...more private?"
__________🌩 HER BREATHING HAS YET TO RETURN TO A STEADY PACE. she slowly reels her power back in, cutting off the electricity that is charging the air ( she cannot lose control here in the stairwell ) ❛ does diplomatic immunity cover fraternization with riders ?? ❜ she's reread the codex multiple times && she's sure there are no regulations against taking a king to her bed. probably because no one has ever been in that position before, she thinks with a smirk. she reaches for his hand, starting to pull him up the stairs. ❛ my room is just past the landing. ❜
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Violet is a simp.
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Violet is not allowed to drink energy drinks.
Violet will go feral. Watch out.
Violet is a youngest child.
Violet has been to prison.
Violet has fallen asleep at their desk while working in the middle of the night.
Violet does not know what sleep is.
Violet uses two-in-one shampoo and conditioner.
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There's a spark of amusement in his eyes at her fighting words, and he half expects her to shove him away merely to prove her point. But, mercifully, she closes the gap between them; as he kisses her hungrily, the resulting flood of electricity that courses between them sends a delightful shudder down his spine. The intensity, the heat...it's all consuming, she's all consuming. And yet, Cenred cannot get enough. Vaguely, he's aware of the ground beneath them beginning to shake...but he embraces his lack of control and wraps his arm around Violet's waist, to bring their bodies flush together.
__________🌩 THE WORLD QUAKES && TILTS BENEATH HER. steadily, she loses her balance on the step, falling into him with the help of his grasp around her waist. her arms come around his neck to steady herself, her heart thunders at the new found closeness. only when her lungs scream for air does she finally break their kiss. somewhere in the back of her mind, tairn grumbles && she is reminded to snap her shields back into place. ❛ this feels like a severe breach of protocol, ❜ she murmurs, smiling lightly against his lips.
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damnation is ... euphoric. —- the release is a heady thing, a destructive thing, and he cannot help but rise in the state of ruin. it is with unseeing eyes that he directs his gaze skyward, his head heavy, lulling. shadows consume the very air about him, and he does not balk. this: malek's reverie. ( he has been here before. ) a piercing cry sounds over his left shoulder; it has become as familiar to him as the roiling beneath his skin. he knows what comes next. and while he may have fought against it, before, he knows better than anything, now ... that it is so much easier to let go. —- he opens his eyes, so slowly, in anticipation; the pulsing about them, baiting all the same ... and yet, he's come to notice an extraordinary, singular difference, here. in this hellish dreamscape. if only he'd the ability to bear surprise.
" i knew you wouldn't listen. " he addresses her through unmoving lips, though he does not turn to face her. not before another earth-shattering cry sounds to their left. one is rightfully horrified. the other, uselessly determined. he yields a slow glance over his shoulder as his shadows skirt and flee. ice, returns; his breath, a visible billowing before his cracked lips. " but you should have. " beneath their feet, the ground fractures, splits. —- as his power expands, and the very foundation they stand upon begins to give way, he confesses: " i've already commended my soul to malek —- and this is death's dream. "
__________🌩 IT TAKES A MOMENT TO BLINK, TO REORIENT HERSELF TO THE CHAOS && DESTRUCTION AROUND HER. slowly, she moves a hand, takes a step ( this dream is so similar to the others she has walked && yet it takes wholly, consumes, as he has done since he channeled ) even here, in this bastardized version of the war they fight, her chest aches at the sight of him. this is the evidence of her failure, of running out of time when she gave && sacrificed to find the cure. it wasn't enough. she wasn't enough. ❛ i had to see you, ❜ she admits, startled that the world gives way beneath her feet && yet she raises pale eyes to challenge. ❛ you're on the ice. ❜ red rimmed gaze damns them both. ❛ malek doesn't get your soul. i'm not done with you yet. ❜ even if she has to descend into the depths of hell to retrieve the part of him that is still human. she endures, she fights. for the future he promised her.
I’m on page 262 of the new book and getting nervous
i have finished — marinating on how i feel about everything. spoiler talk dms welcomed
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I’m on page 262 of the new book and getting nervous
happy holidays to everyone! I’m taking the week to spend with my family so I’ll probably be sparse until after new year’s but i hope you all have a lovely and relaxing time with family and friends
In the meantime, catch me on disco (all mutes are welcome to it)!
Dark eyes are drawn to her parted lips, as his own twist upwards in mild amusement. "Perhaps. It depends whether I require an excuse to drag you back to Essetir with me," he teases, and one of his battle-scarred hands reaches upwards to cup Violet's face. His thumb brushes softly against the blush of her cheek, and he ever so slowly closes the gap between them until he can feel her soft breath on his face. With surprising tenderness, he brushes their noses together but pauses - their lips just an inch apart - and waits, giving Violet the final choice before they cross over this precarious line.
__________🌩 HER HEART THUDS IN HER CHEST, EVERY NERVE IN HER BODY SEEMS TO COME TO LIGHT AS HE LEANS CLOSER. she can almost swear she can feel electricity gathering where his hand holds her face ( pulled like her lightening is to his earth magic on the battlefield ) ❛ no one drags me anywhere. no one makes me do anything, least of all you, your majesty, ❜ she murmurs, but her words hold no bite. they are a reminder that as she surges forward, as she captures his lips with her own – this is her decision to make && she makes it more than willingly.
He enjoys the brush of her hand against his cheek perhaps a little too much, and his smirk grows at her threat. He takes a step closer - too close, really - and blocks out Arynth's disapproving grumbles in the back of his mind. "It would be an honour to be marked by you, lightening-wielder. But I do believe I'd prefer your teeth," his grin turns practically wicked.
__________🌩 SHE DOESN'T BACK AWAY AS HE APPROACHES && LOOKS DOWN AT HER. her heart feels like its leaped to her throat && she tries to school neutrality on her face. she fails ( lips part, cheeks flush – anticipation ) ❛ && if my teeth draw blood ?? is that not treason, king of essetir ?? ❜ there is something that seems dangerous in her words, not for any true threat but because of the line they are quickly approaching with one another. do they dare cross it ?? her eyes trail down his face, considering the ramifications of doing what may be described as incredibly stupid. ❛ would you pardon me ?? ❜
"You would do well in Essetir. We train with our signets far more than our fists. It seems rather pointless, if your opponent has already struck you with lightening...don't you think?" he smirks, but he quickly returns his attention to the training field in front of him and nods his agreement. The boulder he's created on the other side of the field is too large for him to comfortably throw, so there's a loud cracking sound as he divides it into four equal parts with a twitch of his fingers. A moment later, and the four pieces of rock are flying through the air - seemingly randomly, but never smashing into each other - and he returns his attention to Violet, watching her expectantly.
__________🌩 A BROW QUIRKS AT THAT, THE DAGGERS ATTACHED TO HER WAIST SEEMINGLY GROWING HEAVIER. ❛ i do hope you hope you still train with first && sword. there are ways to negate signets && we cannot always rely on an environment that will allow us to use our power. after all, would you really want me to throw a lightening bolt in a confined space at the risk of hitting you ?? ❜ a well reasoned argument that she doesn't take the time to enjoy as her eyes are already tracking the now flying pieces of rock. with some concentration, she calls down another strike && watches in surprise as the electricity moves from the first rock to the second to the third – she misses the fourth but she's considering the lightening chain she had created, easily hopping from one target to another. ❛ well that's new. ❜
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it’s that time of the week again: like for some memes
@kingcenred cont. from here
__________🌩 SHE TRIES TO IGNORE HOW HER SKIN PRICKS WHERE SHE TOUCHES HIM. it would do her no good to get – distracted while she is trying to prove a point. standing on her toes, she manages to clean the crimson smudge from his cheek ignoring how her hand lingers just a second too long before drawing back she scoffs at the wink, pulling her arms to her chest as she tilts her head. ❛ careful. it's not too late for me to add another cut or two if you can't behave. ❜
