#something something angst

And the person that you running away with is a woman who was prepared for war since childhood and when it came to it, she saw how all of the children she was training with died begging for mercy. Now they chose to be a knight, in a kingdom they chose to stay, and they run away not of their free will to protect you.

Months passing by, now you are strong enough to protect yourself if needed, by your side you have amazing people that you will fight and live for, but now you realise how war it's not just "standing for your morals and beliefs". Now you see that even if you will stand by your moral compasses, one way or another somebody close to you will die. You run away from one violent war to a kingdoms, that are about to tear each other throats. Now the last thing that you want to do is to fight, now you realise that dying means never seeing your loved ones, the loved ones will never see you again either. And a promise that you made with a person you ran away with "To live for each other" now seems so hard to keep.

do you think heket loved singing? do you think narinder loved hearing her voice?

do you think kallamar loved music? do you think narinder sat with him, listening to song after song written by the most skilled of his followers?

do you think shamura loved riddles? do you think narinder was stumped every time until they told him the answer?

do you think narinder loved whittling? do you think his family loved the small wooden versions he made of their crowns?

do you think they regret taking all that away?

I have no idea what this is. And it's slightly too long for my writing challenge weekend but another fever dream 15 minute writing because Riley and Lydia won't shut up

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"Tell me you haven't missed this."

Riley's lips grazed her neck as he spoke, dragging along her pulse as a gasp left her at the heat of his touch. He was fiery passion as his fingers skimmed up the slit of her dress, wrapping one leg around him as he pressed her more firmly against the wall.

"I—" But the protest died in her throat as her crystal blue eyes met the intensity of his stare. Her fiancé might be in the next room, but that couldn't erase the years of longing that sparked between them.

"Tell me," he begged again as her buried his face against her and inhaled deeply. Moonlight and lilies, always the same. Time might not have paused, but to him it was still that last day so long ago. "Tell me you don't feel this, feel me."

His growl rumbled from deep in his chest, a prayer and a plea as her small palm came to rest on the short stuble of his cheek. Just another reminder of all they had lost, of how he should have been at her side instead of another.

"But you…left." Her voice wavered, on the edge of fracture as he curled her closer and pressed his forehead to hers.

"I know, angel." The old endearment fell easily, like a cool drink after too long without as his eyes fluttered shut against the pain of the past. "I chose duty, honor, my career. But I gave up so much, too much. But I would make it right now, if you will let me."

Her gaze flickered from the diamond on her left hand to the man before her, hesitation in the catch of her breath as her thumb dragged across his bottom lip.

Y/N is apart of a group of scientists that was hired on to a top secret government project. None of them know what it’s for, save for very vague details. They have to live on-site at a heavily guarded government facility and are unable to leave for a certain amount of time due to their contract and under a strict NDA. Y/N, who’s looking to broaden their field experience, jumps on the opportunity and is excited to be apart of something big.