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Survive.

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"I'm not quite sure I understand the motion yet. Would one of you come show me how I'm supposed to stand?"

"You just... drop your shoulder a bit."

"Relax your hand."

"Focus the magic from your core, here."

"And keep your eye on the target, love."

R'alma lent her his favorite staff to help teach her about balance. It was icy, and grew cold to the touch, but their hands were warm on hers...

(So so so many shots but I couldn't help myself this is my favorite pose I've ever done and the details are just..... *chef's kiss*)

(Zala belongs to @nearlyjaye)

(Also a big huge thank you to bee for putting the image in my head!)

#screams #zala may have failed a thm duty on very easy mode after this but they helped her get right back up <3 #i just love them........ #i've already made too many cheesy ley lines comments but i thought of another one #her ley lines are wherever they are :')

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"You know what it does to me, Alma... seeing you dressed like this..."

More under the cut with some fairly suggestive detail shots. Please enjoy.

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hi tumblr. for my first post i offer ye wolgraha

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Raha's personal quarters in the Crystal Tower

as described in my fic (pics are mostly how they appeared after he'd set them up for her return from the Empty)

They are, in general, rather barren, as they're guest quarters

Exiting the bedroom and going right, you'll see a long, wide hallway. You'll find the kitchenette at the end of the hall. Lyna's old room is across the hall from Raha's. On your way to the kitchen you'll pass several storage rooms, one of which Raha keeps all medicinal supplies (on your right, before you reach the kitchen). It's where he tossed the supplies he confiscated from Rain early in ShB.

the medicines he brought to his room (from the above mentioned medicinal storage room) while they were healing up from the Tempest.

Guest quarters they may be, the Royals would not be called poor hosts! That's why the massive closet is filled with anything anyone could ever need, all races included, including fabrics and repair materials for formal wear. Honored guests often attended celebrations in the Tower (for long periods of time, hence a full living space), and sometimes you have mishaps with your clothes. The nodes would repair, clean, or polish anything asked of them back in the day, but they're a bit...finnicky now. Best you do your own gear maintenance nowadays.

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wolgraha week - sacrifice

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In which Trapper learns not to open packages from anonymous benefactors in public (and G'raha experiences the latest in a long line of Revelations)

WoLs: Trapper🐈‍⬛ and Eoghan 🐇(who completely loses his conversational filter after 48 hours without sleep)

Bonus! ⬇️

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Inspired by this post on twt. I know a bunch of people have been doing this recently, so I hope you don't mind me throwing my interpretation into the mix.

Also, good god, do I love these boots.......

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Snippet Tag Game

Share an un-posted snippet you've written from a WiP of your choice.

(I am so brainrotted about this rn, sorry...)

"Well, it is a spring event," the man was saying. "So… perhaps something more seasonal?"

"And do you even know which flowers are seasonal?" she replied lightly, turning and flashing that heart-stopping smile.

He only smiled in return. "That, my dear, is why I brought you along."

"And here I thought it was because I've been dying to see what's inside this place."

She brought them to a halt in front of a display of specifically spring flowers, in a rainbow of colors, and waved her hand. "Well, it looks like they've collected most of them in one spot here. Just a matter of picking out which one you want."

"Gods, there are so many. However is one supposed to choose?"

“I imagine some might start with their favorite.”

“I hardly know enough about flowers to be able to name a favorite.”

"Well alright, then, which color is your favorite?"

R'alma knew she was asking her partner. He knew she was. But for some reason his mouth responded before his brain could catch up. 

"Lavender."

They both turned and stared at him like he'd spontaneously grown a second head. He scrambled, stammering as he tried to save the moment. Without thinking – which is what had got him in this mess in the first place – he shot off whatever bullshit came off the top of his head.

"J-Just as a suggestion," he stuttered. "I mean, you can certainly go the more traditional route, do daffodils and tulips or whatever is more orthodox. But I just thought some lavender sprigs and hydrangeas with some orange and gold embellishments would… make more of a statement… you know, stand out more…"

He trailed off as they continued to stare at him in open bewilderment, and his long black ears started to twitch.

"I'm sorry," she said at last, a small chuckle coloring her tone. "Do you work here?"

Glancing down at his plain button-up, it was only then that R'alma realized that, in his haste to open shop that morning, he had forgotten his apron.

And his name tag.

Aaaaaaand that's all you're getting for now! Thank you so much to @mischiefmilly for the tag! I am going to tag uhhhhhh @sharlayandropout! (And @daniellefen if you wanna dust something off, but no pressure to either of you!)

#🪻🪻🪻🪻 #*sprints around in circles*

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Snippet Tag Game

Share an un-posted snippet you've written from a WIP of your choice.

(please have a lightly edited snippet from Chapter 4 of Like Ghosts in Snow! more zalaexarch angst incoming soon....)

“Finally,” she murmured, stepping an ilm closer until their toes were almost touching. “Finally, a bit of honesty.” “Zala,” he warned as she drew yet nearer, encroaching into his space until his head was forced to press against the wall behind him. But the darkening of his pupils betrayed him as the sweater covering her chest ghosted across his embellished robes, and she hummed in satisfaction. “In the spirit of such openness,” she began, “I’ll entertain your downright unprofessional implication.” A tad closer, still keeping a hair’s breadth of space between them, and she could feel the way his breath turned uneven on her face. “Thancred and I have… an agreement.” “...An agreement,” he repeated, gaze dropping heavily to dart around her chin.  “I trust that I don’t have to explain the nature of such a pact,” she smirked, bringing her other hand to the wall to fully cage him in. “But as to what we truly are to one another…” She leaned upward until their cheeks were almost touching to send her words straight to his fluttering ear. “Now that’s information that’ll come at a price.” A guttural sound escaped his lips, and a surge of pure pride rushed through her at the small victory. That she was able to affect him this much already… “...What price?” he finally exhaled, and the jaws of the trap snapped shut.

(tagged by @drkmissionaries!! hehehe thank you so much for the haurchesid food <3 and i'm tagging @necromeowncy!!)

#jaye drabbles #zalaraha #this chapter gave me many troubles but it's finally done!!! soon :eyes:

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Snippet Tag Game

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(a bit of haurchesid from an untitled fic i WILL finish eventually)

“You would tell me if it had been my men, would you not?”

“Who I’ve killed?”

Haurchefant wetted one of the rags and straddled a thick set of thighs before he let the threadbare fabric touch his lover’s body. “Who threatened you.”

Sidurgu went silent, long moments passing between careful swipes of the damp cloth against the Auri man’s skin.

“It’s never been them,” he murmured softly. “Temple knights, a few nobles. No one at Dragonhead ever bothered Rielle or me. Not even Fray when he…”

“When he yet breathed, aye. Full glad am I to know this home of mine has been a true refuge for you.” Haurchefant paused his attentions to the bloodied streaks to meet the dark knight’s eye.

Surprising him, Sidurgu did not turn away. Instead, his jaw worked, as though he sought words and found an internal war. Finally, he sighed, looking away to watch the fire dance in the hearth.

“If I tell you that I may still be bleeding out, will you interpret that as an essential fact, or is it some symbol of trust?”

(tagged by @mischiefmilly! tysm for thinking of me! tagging @nearlyjaye💜)

#HEAVY BREATHING #this.... #haurchesid #god i just love their dynamic so much i could scream #learning to trust is my beloved!!!! #also ty for the tag hehehehe <3

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WolGraha Week 2023 - Day 5: ~Comfort~

It is a great comfort(?) to him to know that, even should his stars become misaligned, they never remain so for long...

Best we can figure, one of them thought the other wasn't taking Raha's safety into consideration the way they ought to. Clearly the disagreement didn't last though.

Zala belongs to @nearlyjaye, and I continue to be eternally grateful that they allow me to play around with these three.

#I’m still so obsessed with how these turned out jdjsksksks #thank you again for bringing my unhinged idea to life!!!! #also I think I officially need to start a new channel on my gpose discord for their posts #I need that sweet zalaralha(?) serotonin to scroll through at any time

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“Do not fret, little one, I have you.”

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Future captain of the guard, current captain of cuddles 🥹🫶