#The way Siuan hold Moiraine's waist 🫠🥰
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#The way Siuan hold Moiraine's waist 🫠🥰

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HELLA'S VALENTINE'S DAY COUNTDOWN ♡ Moiraine x Siuan
Paloma had one aesthetic. Leather. Nothing but leather really. Maybe vinyl boots sometimes, but it was always in black. Actually, now that she thought about it, maybe the aesthetic was just all black. If she started adding color into her wardrobe, she wondered how that would look. Would anyone even recognize her anymore? That was too much for her to think about, but at least Meera seemed to love what she was wearing now. "I can always buy you it. I remember exactly where I got it from," she said as she fished her phone out of an unseen place. "Did you see us perform? Be honest, how great was I?"
Meera put a hand to her chest, "Would you? Oh that is so good of you, it looks like it would be much too expensive, I could never ask you to do that." She was a very famous window shopper, much better at talking someone's ear off than breaking out her card; she wouldn't ask Paloma to buy it for her but she would certainly accept the gift. "Paloma, I threw my bra on stage. What do you mean? Did I watch you perform?" The girls were in fact wild and free under her blouse right now but that was okay, she only wore one so she could throw it on a stage.
Nirvaan had gotten another link this morning from his mom with another thing he was sure that she wanted, but he wasn't sure how he was supposed to get it. He didn't have any money. Nor did he have a job that really paid him any money. Well, maybe he could use the old five finger discount to get it. All he had to do was feed Assan and the demigod would probably help him. If he wasn't sleeping of course. Speaking of, he had to go meet up with the tiefling now. As soon as he got past his mom unsuccessfully. "Oh, I was just..." He paused because, well, what lie was he going to tell her? He couldn't even if he tried. Not that he ever wanted to lie to his mom in the first place. Hadn't he told her about anything that ever happened in his life? Like literally everything. "I'm going to meet up with Assan. You know...Lupercalia," he said with a smile as if she wasn't giving him that look.
Lupercalia, yes of course, party party party who let the dogs out, she understood what he wanted to do. Nirvaan wanted to go goof off with his handsome boyfriend and leave her here to do all the work. Meera gestured broadly around, "And I suppose I will have to clean this whole place up by myself then? Hokage's too busy to take out the garbage?" She picked up a laundry basket she'd left perched on the corner of the couch for precisely this moment; nobody could say Meera's timing wasn't meticulous. "And I suppose this ashen skin is just going to fold itself?" She stepped towards him, happy to do it all for him as long as she got to guilt trip him about it; Nirvaan didn't know how to fold a fitted sheet and with Sehanine as her witness he would never have to learn. "And you're just going to leave without the lunch I packed you? No goodbye? No kiss? What? The Hokage is too busy to tell his mother he loves her?"

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"Oh, I believe you believe it!" She said, chuckling heartedly. Diana wasn't against the ins and outs of the modern era, the only thing that truly irked her about this day and age it was the lack of true warfare. What was glorious or honorable about bombs and drones? Funny cat videos though... Diana had always loved her animals. She managed to actually grin at the videos, genuinely amused that anyone was affectionately recording the antics of their feline friends. However, she had no idea what Tiktok was. "They say he's a funny one... Clearly they were right. How many cats does your little one have? Reminds me of Thanatos. And how he has the time to care for so many and video them with all his new responsibilities... A Warder and work among the Giants?"
"According to my son I cook like a mom in an anime," Meera didn't know what that meant but Nirvaan seemed to enjoy it because he was constantly stuffing his face at a comical rate until he gave himself a stomach ache. "When he was a baby he used to eat so quickly he'd end up with gas," Meera giggled a bit to herself, "I used to have to peddle his little legs to get all the gas out and he'd laugh and laugh." She loved telling that story. "Oh, haven't you heard? He will be Hokage someday, my son, The Hero of Frozenfar. Hokage doesn't have time to fold his laundry, apparently." Meera knew very well what it meant to live a life of adventure, the perils and the tribulations that went alongside it. She knew that they'd all nearly died on that damn expedition, and she also knew a warder's job was to put his own life second to the life of their chancellor. There was a brief pause where her expression faltered before it returned to the fries before her. She took another bite, eager for a distraction. "Tell me something else, something new; I heard you left and went into the Otherworld recently, what happened? Where did you go?"
She was a God, but she was no mother. Diana knew what godmother meant, but, thank the Fates, Meera's wailing baby boy had grown up and was way past the age where he'd need to be raised by someone else. And thank the Fates Meera hadn't passed because Diana wasn't sure she would have been able to deal with putting a booster seat on a pegasus. She probably would have handed him over to some nymphs. She only smiled indulgently at the mention of such a title. That little man was another woman's responsibility now, another blessed fortune.
"Oh, he grew up a fine young man, Meera," she said, waving a hand dismissively. It was true, thankfully. No former Valkyrie of her's worth a damn would have raised a male failure. "And the fact you're still eating those is precisely why dinner was likely not the best idea." She teased. "You Lunar elves eat anything, I swear. Only on the hunt would I accept these sorts of meals..." She looked at a fry going into Meera's mouth with a crinkled nose. "Maybe not even then."
"No no I can cook now I swear - you never believe me!" Meera couldn't lie and still Diana was still sitting there in disbelief, it had been nearly two thousand years since the fish fiasco and Diana was still not letting her live it down. "Besides, what better things do you have to do?" In case it wasn't obvious, Meera was phishing, she'd put her entire life on hold for the last four hundred years, and now Nirvaan was grown. He'd always be her baby but she'd had her life of adventure, then she'd had her life of motherhood, so what came next for her? What was Meera's next great adventure? She had lived such a wonderful life and she owed Diana a good deal for that. Meera's phone buzzed and she looked to see a message from Nirvaan, it was another TikTok so immediately she opened it and laughed before she leaned over to Diana. "Look at what my son sent me," it was another fail compilation video of cats missing jumps.
@divinitydiana location: Lupercal notes: valkyrie mommy
"All this time and you still haven't come over for dinner, Nirvaan's going to think his godmother doesn't love him." Meera tutted, whether or not Diana had ever accepted that responsibility was another question, but Meera was incredibly fond of saying it. If you couldn't gaslight your patron and oldest friend, then who could you gaslight? "These cheese fries?" Meera lifted one from the abysmal processed garbage that it was sitting in before she brought it to her mouth, "It's crap Diana, it's crap."
@wardernirvaan location: Lunar Mountains notes: Hokage too busy?
Nobody did anything around here to help her. Meera had been vacuuming the same area of the living room for the last forty-five minutes, it was very nice of her son to buy this for her for Christmas after she'd sent him the link, but she thought that meant he might pick it up sometime and use it. She knew that he was so excited to go to that wolf party but if he thought he was going anywhere with this house looking a mess then he had another thing coming. "Where do you think you're going?" Meera's hand was on her hip, her glasses were on the tip of her nose, she meant business; if she didn't get to have fun then nobody was having fun.
@bansheepaloma location: Lupercal notes: going with they knew each other way back when idk fite me valkyrie pals
"Oh I just adore this." Meera praised as she looked at the material of Paloma's outfit, the elve was a very tactile and touchy person so she immediately had a bit of the banshee's garment in her hands as she ran her fingers over it. "The textures are just to die for, ugh, I need to get something like this for myself." Maybe she could convince Paloma to just give it to her, Meera had already done a quick estimate and figured the two of them were about the same size.

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MY FAVOURITE TOLKIEN CHARACTERS | [2/15] » Haleth
∟ One of the strange practices spoken of was that many of [the Haladin’s] warriors were women. This custom was evidently ancient; for their chieftainess Haleth was a renowned Amazon with a picked bodyguard of women.
Priyanka Chopra for Zoe Reporter, 2023
closed starter for @xmeerax location: jewelry stall at the market note: don't pull the assan five fingie discount
It had been quite some time since she had seen the elf. Verna was sure that Meera did not remember how long it had been at all. From what she recalled, the elf was often flighty and the long life she had lived meant that sixty years didn't really make a dent in the amount of time she had left. Verna though? She was on borrowed time. The more blood she kept herself surrounded by, the longer she would live. However, the restoration magic would only help for so long. She could rework her body as much as magically possible until it simply just did not work any longer. The witch did not fear the concept of necromancy though. In fact, she had embraced it to be studied within the coven. The problem was the loss of her mind that would come with it. She would spend more time thinking on that at a later time, but it was a thought that was always in the back of her mind.
People like Meera didn't need to worry about that though. The elf was immortal in nature and always would be. She did not need to do anything to keep it. Verna did. Perhaps she was jealous about that fact. For now at least. She'd move on from that like she did everything else. Right now, she was more focused on the fact that Meera seemed to just be gazing at jewelry with no intent to buy it. As she passed behind the woman, she leaned in to speak before stopping at the elf's side. "I do hope you intend to buy that. People actually have to make a living here, you know."
The market was always bustling and alive; they moved indoors in the dead of winter. Merchants with their wares, local greenhouses with fresh produce. Naturally, the courts would like to say that what they had to offer was so much better, but Meera liked to come here because it helped her feel connected to the history of this place. The long stories of the fey who helped guide the hands of mortals were her story; however, long ago that might have been. At the moment, she had a snack that she'd just procured in one hand and some azure earrings that she was lifting with a local jeweler; Meera was a well-known face around here because she rarely ever actually bought anything.
"Verna, hi!" Meera swallowed the snack she had probably purchased and then put her arms around the witch, "Wow, you've changed your hair; this is a nice color on you." Meera fiddled with a strand of it as she stood back, idle flirtation before she turned the bauble over in her free hand. "I like to come here and take pictures of myself with the things I like so my son knows what to get me for my birthday." It had passed a couple weeks ago, but there was always time to start preparing for the next. She might have been almost four thousand years old, but birthdays were still important. "What do you think, do you like it?" Meera held the earring up to her skin; she couldn't decide whether it was complimentary. Too gaudy? Or was it just right? "My gosh, Verna, how long has it been?"

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