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@madraya gets a starter !
❛ have you ever thought of me? ❜ The question has been burning on their tongue for so long now and they're unable hold it back anymore. Ulla hates how unsteady her voice sounds and how desperately her heart hopes for a certain answer.
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DON’T PATRONIZE ME, BOY!
[ endless edits of baghra *ੈ✩‧₊˚ mutuals may reblog / personals do not interact. ]
@madraya / insp.
𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄, Aleksander yelled. She might despise him, but he wouldn't--couldn't--have her do this. So he dove after her, the nichevo'ya swirling around him, easing his fall to the cliffsides below...
The entire time, his gaze didn't waver from her form, surrounded in darkness of his and hers.
Would her body be broken on the rocks? Would she-- He shook his head. The Darkling wouldn't accept she was gone, as he fell into the waters several yards away. The nichevo'ya still swirled, still hovered.
A part of him wanted to banish them away, as he saw her form up ahead... not moving. Still as death-- And he didn't dare break the silence as he came up to her, wondering if she had managed to survive...
She had to, his mind whispered. She couldn't have died... He would not allow it.
❝ i wouldn’t even be getting involved but you crossed a line. ❞ — @madraya
there's that familiar tightness in his chest... the loathsome, infuriatingly constricting knot within his insides, like his heart wants to cave in on itself. it's a feeling that only the defiance of his own mother has ever been able to inflict upon him. not even alina can make him feel this small. and being small with his mother used to mean sanctuary.
he loves his mother. or at least, he wants to believe he does. in rare moments he sometimes wonders otherwise.
❝ i don't see it so much as crossing a line, ❞ he hisses at her in a tone only barely kept level, ❝ as it is pushing the line back. farther, and farther, as far as is necessary. for who drew the line in the sand to begin with? and why can't i make a new one? ❞
send me 🗣️ for incorrect quotes of your muse and mine // (always) accepting
↳ @madraya
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please sir- may i have unhinged asks?
@madraya asked: dear nikolai, would you ever fuck baghra?
HIS BRAIN takes a full stop . for a solid few seconds .
❝ i - - - - - - well . not in THIS life . one morozova is enough for one person , you know ? but , you know , maybe some other nikolai ? ❞
alina vc: grandma and grandpa are fighting again
@madraya - “we aren’t them.”
"You think I don't know that?" She snaps, in no mood to be lectured, least of all by Rumple.. "That I haven't told him that hundreds of times? He doesn't listen."
“Then you need to be more clear,” he replies, ignoring her attitude. Just because she doesn’t want to hear it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t need to be said. “Make him listen. Before it’s too late.”
