i couldn't not put narvin in this meme
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i couldn't not put narvin in this meme

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When the hamlet of Dunmarrow demands new brides to strengthen its dwindling population, Nerissa of Aurethia is sent south in a silk‑lined coach, wrapped in warnings. The men of the cold lands, she is told, are crude, ravenous creatures—warriors with appetites as brutal as their winters. A proper daughter of the city should fear them.
And she does… until she stands before them.
The choosing is a nightmare of leering smiles and languid gazes, each man more vulgar than the last. But at the edge stands one warrior who does not push forward. A giant carved from stone and scars, silent as snowfall, watching the floor instead of the brides. Torvin is attending this ceremony for the eighth year he has never once been chosen. His face is scared. His size frightens them. His lack of words is mistaken for something monstrous.
So when Nerissa steps stops before him, Torvin is certain she has made a mistake.
But she lifts her eyes soft as sea‑glass, and asks the first question in eight years.
“E-excuse me… do those scars still bring you pain?”
Not about the size of his home. Not about his strength or his reputation. Only whether he hurts… and whether his hearth is warm.
In a land of ice and iron, a woman of silk chooses the man everyone else fears. And in the quiet that follows, Torvin begins to hope—for the first time—that he might be worthy of her affections.
Worldbuilding stuff
Chapter One: The Choosing
Chapter Two: Hearth & Home
Chapter Three: Under Iron's Boots
Chapter Four: Lessons in Winter
Chapter Five: Tongues of Dunmarrow
andred picking up on the possessive way narvin talks about him torvald and feeling some type of way about it. starting to lean into it as a way to manipulate narvin, get him closer, get him to reveal information. but he starts to actually like it after a while, not only because he misses being bonded to someone (leela) emotionally, but he like. actually likes it. narvin starts picking up on the way he goes quiet at being referred to as “my commander.” notices the intensity of torvald’s eye contact when he’s reminded who he belongs to. andred finds himself challenging narvin, practically daring him to put him in his place, yank on his leash, control him, take ownership of him. narvin would never admit that he likes it too, not for any reason, but he plays along. maybe he justifies it as observing torvald to take notes on his new incarnation’s personality but it becomes this inescapable little game of theirs. and they’ll never talk about it out loud. ever.
I can’t stop thinking about torvin, but as a thing that only happens after Andred takes over torvalds life. Like you’ve just killed a guy and are now living his life and his personality got a little mixed up with yours and your confused and probably a bit scared, so of course the next logical step is to fuck his boss

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Help! I (455M) engaged in carnal relations with my friend (57F)'s now deceased husband (612M) whilst he was in disguise as one of my workers (362M), whom he murdered. AITA?
Hiiiii =D
Sorry for taking too long to post hehe -w-
Here's my rebel spy listener! =3
His going-out outfit is his cadet uniform
Name: Alioth Sanders Miller
Pronouns: He/Him
Height: 1,70cm or 5' 7"
Birthday: 21/01 (21th of January) idk if in the rebel spies timeline It follows the same counting mechanism of days, months and years heh T,v,T
Nationality: American & British? (He has American and British descendants)
Representative song: Counting Stars - OneRepublic
He's a big dreamer. He likes dreaming of a better future. Or, at least hoping for one. And he is a kind and merciful boy too. But at the same time, he's a bit pessimistic. After all, everything is going down. And not getting better. He really loves hearing or investigating about earth's past. He truly wished to live in the era where Earth was alive.
He's the type of friend to try to bring you up and give you hope. Even if he's in a worse state. He always is there for you. He's like a comfort friend. One that always hears and advices. Surprisingly, he smiles a lot when he's around those he loves. Very different from his pessimistic normal look.
torvin is delightful and fucked up as a ship of course, but i feel like part of the reason people seem to accept it so universally is because of the extra layers it adds, especially to narvin. the idea that torvald is nothing more than a tool to narvin (a “blunt instrument”), but one that narvin can use in many ways. the time lord conditioning of every other person being a means to an end, and narvin doesnt start breaking from that conditioning until he realizes that torvald, *his* means to an end, was using him back in exactly the same way. and andred, not as conditioned as someone like narvin, dragged back into time lord relationships until there’s no way he can get back out of it to leela. it adds so many new layers of dysfunction and tragedy