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“I’d order you to part your legs for me. I’d order you to suck and fuck me until you passed out from exhaustion. Is that what you want, Little Osha?”
I KNOW REN HEARD THAT
For the second time since we sat down to dinner, Renfis nearly choked on his drink.
Im DYING
giving Fisher a scandalized look that said, Really? I’m sitting right fucking here,
"REALLY? In front of my sandwich?" -energy
A delicate little bird took shape on the inside of my right forearm. It stretched its wings and took flight, its tiny body flitting over my stomach as its wings beat a thousand times a minute.
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“We were just moving some furniture around, that’s all. But then Fisher decided he preferred it the way it was, so… so we moved it all back again.”
LMAOOOOO
“Hey, asshole! What the hell? Get back here.” He didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow.
LMAO
“I definitely didn’t ask for a bird to be permanently inked right above my fucking boob. You need to take it back.”
No u dont
“I can do that?” “Wouldn’t bother m—” He cleared his throat. “Of course you can.
HE COULDNT LIEEEEEEEEEEEEE <3
I was cleansed when I was fourteen.” I expected to see relief on his face. But instead, his face drained of color.
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The Marks are chosen for you. They won’t be there after a month. If you decide not to accept them, they’ll be gone for good.”
KEEP THEM
“Sacrifice,” he said, his voice hitching. “Why is it so much bigger than the rest?”
AHHHHHHHHHHHH
The largest tattoo on Fisher’s arm meant sacrifice, because he had, or would have to, sacrifice so much… They were prophecies of a kind.
IM GUNNA CRYYYYYYYYY
“And yes, you can come and watch. But only if you promise to keep your mouth shut and not get in the way.”
It was physically impossible for Carrion to keep his mouth shut and not get in the way.
“Dark as fuck in here,” Carrion grumbled.
do I have your permission to tackle you to the ground?” That actually seemed like a prudent plan. “You do.” “Excellent.”
LMAO
“You’re making a weird face,” Carrion whispered loudly. “Are you talking to it?”
What do you think I’m doing?” “I don’t know. You look constipated.” “Shh!”
LMAOOOO
“Why do you all look like you’ve collectively shit yourselves?” Carrion demanded.
PFFFFFFFFT
“Would someone mind telling me what the fuck’s going on?” Carrion’s ultra-polite tone promised violence if someone didn’t explain and quickly.
“What have I stolen?” But he smiled a small, sad smile, slowly shaking his head.
HIS HEART BABYYYYYYYYYYYY
when I realized it wasn’t a doll. That it was a baby, punctured with hundreds of teeth marks like it was a pin cushion.
D:
Time slowed down, and the strangest thing happened.
My heart rate dipped. A sense of peace washed over me. Acceptance and understanding.
He was moving fast, I knew he was, and yet it seemed as if he was r...
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The answer to this was simple. I dropped to my knees and swung the blade around my face, over my head, angled the blade up… and it was done.
Ren paused, double-taking, his eyes round as he took me in. “What was that?” he breathed.
It was Lorreth—Lorreth, and the angel’s breath Avisiéth had granted him—and the sight of it set my soul on fucking fire.
Bc YOU DID THAT, you made it possible <3
and bellowed so loudly that his cry seemed to shake the very heavens. “Lorreth of the Broken Spires! Lorreth of The Darn!
“Holy fuck. Why is it so cold in here?” Carrion was carrying a sword and a potted plant under his arm,
LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO
“I love a girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. Kinda makes my dick hard.”
“Gods, you’re incorrigible.” He waggled his eyebrows.
And I was too much of a coward to admit how it made me feel now.
ONLY DOWNSIDE TO ASSHOLES TO LOVERS ROMANCES
AHHHHHH
The Kingggfisshhherrrr, the quicksilver buzzed. Save him. Save the gates. Save Yvelia.
It said, We are token. Key. Relic. Shield.
holding up both of her hands and showing him their backs. “I regret to inform you that I am still happily mated and married,
A high-pitched ringing sound filled my ears. It blocked out Carrion’s overt attempts at seduction and Te Léna’s very polite rebuff.
Louder, the ringing in my ears intensified. I hadn’t even realized that I was crossing the forge until I was standing in front of Te Léna and I was gesturing to her hands.
“It’s a Fae custom to mark our skin on our fifth wedding anniversaries. We tattoo the blessings we pray for
in the hopes that they become manifest. Yaz and I decided on a harmony mark, a longevity mark, and two child marks.
OOOOOOOOOO
“I’m not sure I understand. So you design these tattoos yourselves? And someone inks them into your skin?”
“So, they don’t just show up on their own? The marks?
out of the blue? Overnight? Or… while… y’know… you’re having sex with someone?”
“Once upon a time, that was the case. Back when true mating bonds existed.
YOUR COOKED! NOW GO GET THEM BACK YOU HEATHEN
certain elements of our magic either died or waned over time. The god swords, for example.
LMAO WELP
how many runes had marked my fingers. How many runes had interlocked on the back of my right hand.
“Do people… get that sometimes? Going around… their wrists?” “Oh, no. Definitely not. You only see that kind of thing in storybooks,”
LMAO
“They called it a God Binding. A blessing from the gods themselves.
GO GET THEM BACK
