#fledrmaus

[vehgas]

 ⧉   ──  @fledrmaus : did it hurt ?    status ; accepting

for a long time , he was staring at the woman after her useless question . hurt ? hurting ? why is she looking at his cheek like a creepy living doll ? with dead eyes , pale face . vegas almost forgot that he forgot to cover the redness of his flesh up with makeup before coming out to have a cup of tea . his hand instinctively touches the place she was piercing with her gaze , as if to cover it . he left the hideout to have a moment of peace here , away from pete . . . away from him ──── yes . the bastard thinks he can just stick his nose into things . ❛ don't you have any friends ? ❜ their first meeting wasn't as scandalous as this one perhaps . sitting there with dry eyes and red cheek like a scolded child , he prefers screams to this silence . he's stopped yelling at a very young age , accepting things that hurt him and swallowing back any screams of protest . vegas learned how to be quiet but he never learned how to be polite when he had nothing to gain from it . he sips his tea with a mocking snort . ❛ yes it did hurt . i'm sure it excites you . ❜

#fledrmaus #moon . stop #he's pissed but he's not in the mood to cause a scene dw #i adore her tho .

[simmeeriksson]

✧          simon​     &     stroking  wille’s  face  /  hair

#youngroyalsedit #wilmonedit #wilmon #young royals #simon eriksson #simonerikssonedit #wilhelm #wilhelmedit #cant believe they invented LOVE #netflixedit #mensource #dailynetflix #chewieblog #bbelcher #lgbtedit #yredit #fledrmaus #im going to tear my face off #thinking abt how this is simon's soothing gesture vs #wille's soothing gesture #simon& #yes this will b a series hehe #mine. #watch this not even show in tags bc im in baby blogue jail :(

[atdrusja]

i’d like to clarify to innocent bystanders ( read, tink ) that all six crows don’t unalive during the books

#fledrmaus #ur welcome tink #no one say anything #mobile.

[dianeworms]

@fledrmaus​     ˊˎ˗     ‘ LOOK, I KNOW IT’S HARD, BUT MY BOOT’S HARDER. ’

‘ threatening.  hint  of  casual  bullying  seeping  back  into  the  every  day.  not  encouraging,  NOT  INTO  IT.  would  you  rather  do  this  by  yourself? ’

#fledrmaus #fledrmaus: medea #IC ˊˎ˗ #ANSWERED ˊˎ˗ #today's edition of no context responses <3 love u HIIIII thank u for sending im going to kiss u

[feltferal]

@fledrmaus  said:  “ you’ve never had to fight me. ” 

He’d wondered when she would try him.  As if she genuinely believed he couldn’t put her on the ground on a matter of seconds, gift or no gift.  She was still capable of getting lost in her head, liable to not be sure what was true or not.  And he’d stopped making conscious decisions in a fight decades ago.  “True, but I don’t doubt I could beat you.”  She’s an interesting thing.  So desperate for entertainment and things to do.  She’d probably been eager to fight him for a while.  Though she was eager to do so many things.  Jasper wonders how she’d react if she never even got a finger on him.   He’d always moved before she could touch him even something as simple as brushing in passing.  Even if she would have touched cloth instead of skin.  While she hasn’t done anything untrustworthy so far, he’s still being cautious.  Better to be safe than lose a limb.  Something he’s curious if she even knows is an option for their king.  Not a bad distracting tactic.  He doesn’t move from his position against a tree, content under the shade.  “Why would I ever need to fight you?  Unless you’re plotting something.”

#fledrmaus #paranoid dumbass

[childactress-a]

❝     i  know  you  don’t  wanna  see  me  cry  tonight.     ❞          she  knows,     she  knows,     and  she  does  little  to  stop  it.     there’d  be  no  use     :     this  friday  night  is  the  same  as  the  last  and  the  same  as  the  next.     YOU’RE  NOT  AN  ACTRESS,     she  hears,     and  shouts  back  BULLSHIT!     you  should  see  what  kind  of  production  i  can  whip  up  after  a  bottle  of  vodka  and  three  ghosted  texts.     she’s  a  one  -  woman  show  of  sobs,     an  endless  audition.     asmedea  didn’t  buy  the  ticket  as  much  as  have  it  limply  shoved  into  her  palm,     lipstick  -  smeared  paper  and  all.     mara  stares  herself  down  in  a  bathroom  mirror  cleaner  than  she  deserves  and  dabs  at  the  mascara  stain  of  her  skin     (     carefully,     carefully     :     the  stage  make  -  up  can  never  be  sacrificed.     ).          ❝     but  you’re  gonna  have  to  get  over  it          —          shit  happens.     ❞

@fledrmaus​  for  asmedea  purdy     ...     🎁

#fledrmaus #from todd and janelle / wolfie's just fine #i want what they have i want what they don't have i want what they will never become--

[askabound]

🍒 MEEEEEEE 💥🥰

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them.

every time i see a notification from you, i grab my holy water gun and aim it at my screen lest it combusts into flames upon opening the chat with you.

no but in all seriousness, i'm so glad that i met you. i knew about your blog way before we actually started talking and i thought, "this is someone i can see myself being friends with and having a lot of fun not just plotting and writing but simply talking" and somehow that turned out to be true !!

i feel like i can talk about everything and anything with you because we are of the same mind and i know that you'll be supportive and understanding. i could hit you with any ideas that i have and you would instantly join in and make it fun and new and fresh every time. lbr we mostly talk about your sirius so i'll focus on him because i really want to say this but he is such a powerhouse that it's impossible not to love him. the way that you write him, he feels so alive and like a perpetual source of good energy and vibes and i think you do something that i still struggle with sometimes which is you make sirius sound SMART. and i don't mean just intelligent. he does sound clever and well-read but on top of that the way that class and poise just ooze out of him so effortlessly is just MUAH *chef's kiss* i love how you are able to do that and then seamlessly implement it into pretty much everything he does. he constantly keeps me and my muses on our toes and i feel like i could never get bored of our plotting and development because every single thing that we do is uncharted territory that you're not afraid to take us into and explore.

you love him so much and although, like i said, we only talk about him, i just know that you put just as much love and passion and effort into your other muses.

#fledrmaus #❛ inbox › did you like question ten‚ moony? #i luh u bitch #also you're so funny like fr #you crack me up like dstg sirius did voldie's jaw #OH THAT'S ANOTHER THING #i can just lksjdfgh brainrot about my favourite fics with you #i love that

[delunc]

                     ┌───    STARTER for @fledrmaus​​      ||     B E L L A 

BELLA  HASN’T  LEFT  THE  CULLEN  RESIDENCE  IN  A  WEEK  --------  she’s  a  bit  scared  they’re  all  going  to  disappear  again  if  she  goes  home.          the  bed  set  up  in  alice’s  bedroom  has  been  her  sanctuary  ,  granting  her  a  place  to  stubbornly  try  &  stay  awake.          a  losing  battle  ,  given  that  jasper’s  able  to  sweep  her  up  in  an  unending  haze  of  sleepiness  she  can’t  shake.         she’s  begged  alice  to  stay  with  her  ,  desperate  for  her  best  friend  to  be  there  to  remind  her  they’re  not  going  anywhere.         

it’s  midnight  &  she’s  currently  curled  up  against  alice’s  side  ,  her  head  resting  on  her  chest  as  she  stares  blankly  into  the  dark.         it  would  be  nice  to  say  that  her  mental  health  has  been  back  to  normal  with  the  coven  back  in  town  ------  but  she’d  be  lying.           the  trauma  imposed  by  james  &  then  the  abandonment  of  the  people  she’d  come  to  consider  family  has  left  a  nasty  scar  on  her.         NIGHTMARES  STILL  PLAGUE  HER.        bones  breaking  &  hearts  shattering  &  months  alone  ,  asking  why  she  wasn’t  wanted  by  them  or  even  her  mother    ...    it  makes  her  scared  to  sleep  ,  even  with  the  girl’s  cool  frame  against  her.          ❛  -------  SORRY.      i  really  am  trying  to  be  tired.    ❜         jasper  hasn’t  been  called  in  on  her  yet  ,  so  for  now  she’s  just  trying  to  focus  on  her  breathing  as  she  lay  there.         

#fledrmaus #≼ 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆 ≽ bella.

[gloomstalk]

𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     :     @fledrmaus     :     i knew you’d feel guilty; you do understand that i’d take a thousand wounds if it meant keeping you safe, don’t you?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒.     he’s  young ,  he  knows  not  what  he  says  --  knows  not  how  much  it  hurts  to  hear .     eragon  is  brave ,  foolhardy  with  it  --  knows  his  dragon  and  his  own  skillset ,  but  his  thick  skull  will  be  the  death  of  them  all ,  she’s  certain  of  it .     ayra  would  give  nearly  anything  for  him  to  take  those  words  back ,  for  him  to  have  different  feelings  than  the  ones  he  feels  for  and  shares  with  her  --  but  she  has  so  little  left  to  give  that  is  still  hers  alone ,  and  as  infuriating  as  it  is  she  does  understand  that  eragon’s  mind  and  feelings  are  his  own  ( if  she  could  not  understand  that ,  she  would  fear  that  she  was  lost  to  the  mindset  of  those  she’s  sworn  to  help  destroy )  .     

𝐀 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.          “ i  am  capable  of  defending  myself , ”          she  begins ,  reminds .     arya  has  always  prided  herself  on  being  capable  --  her  capture  and  eragon’s  rescue  nonwithstanding .     she’d  been  able  to  fight  before  eragon  was  ever  alive ,  and  though  the  boy’s  skill  grows  in  leaps  and  bounds  towards  the  heights  of  the  argetlam  of  legend .          “ and  though  i . . . understand  that  you  have  a  desire  to  shield ,  i  would  not  have  you  throw  yourself  into  danger  for  my  sake . ”          the  stakes  of  his  decisions ,  of  his  possible  failure  or  loss  is  too  high  to  be  swayed  by  any  threat  of  injury  to  her  --  surely  he  should  see  that  by  now .

𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊, 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.     it  plays  across  her  face  how  much  she  wishes  to ,  she’s  certain ,  but  she  knows  that  what  she’s  already  said  will  be  enough  to  upset  him ,  and  there’s  no  good  that  will  come  from  more  chastisement  or  disagreement . . . and  besides ,  saphira  most  certainly  has  quite  a  lot  to  say  to  him  about  the  situation  as  well .     she  rises  to  her  feet ,  stiffly  and  awkwardly ,  though  her  fingers  brush  the  air  near  his  uninjured  shoulder .          “ i  will  go  and  make  sure  that  preparations  are  made  to  assist  in  your  healing .     rest . ”

#fledrmaus #fledrmaus : ERAGON . #arya : 01 : THE MONSTERS OF THE MIND ARE FAR WORSE .

[occlumenz]

#PERSONAL BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT. #SIMON. #WITH WILHELM. #fledrmaus #pda / #yr spoilers / #yeah u know what ................. thats 2 gryffindors right there #mine.

[starsspin-a]

        The topic of her sister in law was a complicated matter. Even now that Marian had all the answers to her questions that had been asked when Selena had first showed up at their door, wide eyed and frightened. Breathed not a word of where she had been all this time. She had given Eragon to them and then left never to be heard from again. Now she knew why. An impossible position she had been in. 

        She was also informed she had another nephew, Selena first son, Murtagh. Eragon had told her his story, and her heart ached for him. A boy who had no one, corned into a position where he could trust only himself. Used by those he should be able to trust. To her his actions made sense. She was however somewhat surprised when her invitation for a meeting was accepted. Any protest from her son and nephew about it was quickly put out. Selena had made Marian promise to care for Eragon, sure was sure Selena would have  the same promise be extended to her eldest. 

        “Well don’t just lurk in the shadows, come here let me get a proper look at you.”

@fledrmaus ; marian edithsdottir ; starter call​

#fledrmaus #murtagh is going to get the hug he needs stg #;; marian edithsdottir ;; ic #;; marian edithsdottir ;; threads

[vredeir]

@fledrmaus​,  meme,  ——  " the wolf in you demands blood. "

FOR  HE  WHO  IS  EQUALLY  BLESSED  AND  CURSED  BY  THE  GODS  SHALL  BREAK  FREE  FROM  HIS  CHAINS  TO  DEVOUR  EVERYTHING  HE  RUNS  INTO.    Boredom  sours  Ivar’s  mood  upon  returning  home.  Kattegat  lost  most  of  their  infamous  Shieldmaidens,  Vikingr  &  Drengr,  no  longer  a  seat  for  the  Sons  of  Ragnar.     (  The  people  of  Kattegat  regard  him  with  suspicion  for  his  past  failings.  He  can  not  blame  them———  HE’S  A  CONQUERER,  not  a  king  or  any  kind  of  ruler.  )     He  smiles,  whether  to  show  teeth,  his  canines  sharp,  or  to  answer  with  amusement,  that  is  yet  to  be  decided.  Narrowing  his  eyes  he  closely  surveys  Brynja,  who’s  giving  voice  to  what  he’s  been  musing  about  for  days  already.  IVAR  IS  NOT  MADE  TO  IDLE  AND  FALL  BACK  INTO  A  COMFORTABLE  LIFE.     ❝     I  wonder———     ❞     What  do  the  people  of  Kattegat  accomplish  these  days  ?  They  trade.  They  play  games.  They  fight  each  other  over  few  coins.  They  betray  the  true  path  of  a  Vikingr  upon  losing  their  armring.  The  most  precious  jewelry  any  Vikingr  owns.  THAT  IS  ALL  HE’S  BEEN  OBSERVING  LATELY.     ❝     I  have  unfinished  business  with  the  King  of  Kings.  The  Saxons.  I  want  to  strengthen  our  garrison  at  York.  I  want  to  raid  these  ripe  lands.  But  these  people. . .  they  are  a  shadow  of  the  true  Vikingr  and  Shieldmaidens  who  used  to  fight  for  Kattegat.  They  have  become  lazy  and  far  too  comfortable.  What  value  do  they  have  to  me  ?     ❞     He  scoffs.  Rolling  his  eyes  as  he  sighs  theatrically.     ❝     I’ll  guess  I  have  to  provoke  and  grip  them  by  their  honor.      ❞

#fledrmaus #—— XI. FLEDRMAUS / BRYNJA #—— II. ANSWERED : INFLUENCING FUTURE DECISIONS / LIKE WHISKEY IN THE HANDLE OF A WALKING STICK #—— IV. VIKINGS : NEVER TRY TO DISCERN HIS SUFFERING. HE / SHROUDED IN SORROW AND BLINDED BY IT ALL #—— VI. TIMELINE : SEASON 6B #—— VI. STATUS : CANON DIVERGENT

[simmeeriksson]

 no  compromise  and  no  second  best  /  there's  no  stopping  now,  this  weight  on  my  chest  /  i  won't  settle  down,  won't  settle  for  less.

#youngroyalsedit #wilmonedit #wilmon #young royals #simon x wilhelm #wilhem x simon #lgbtedit #uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh anw #this one's for #fledrmaus #because i said this was a wilmon song and i needed to prove it #mine. #yes it aint perfect but i can't find a 1080p copy rn #and also like . im ill lmao so my colourings all over the place #and if u think i had any patience for #the spacing of lines u would be incorrect #long post / #they tbh

[atdrusja]

               she had recently learned who was behind the beard,       the darker eyes.       but she hadn’t come clean then.       unsure of how he’d react.       what it would mean if she stopped being mila jandersdat,       but became nina zenik again.         afraid what would become of them,        if she’d lose him again.        even if what they had now wasn’t the truth,       the feelings she had were still real.       very real.        but now he was hurt,       lying in bed,        wounded and hurt.         placing her hand on his chest.        mind whispering:      once upon a time,     i could’ve healed you.

               breath is slow,      then he speaks.       my wife wouldn’t like you doing this.       his wife.       she had never married him,      but she knows it’s nina zenik he speaks of.       herself.          ❛       your wife,       it’s funny.      you never told me you were married before.       ❜            voice is soft as she speaks,      hand moving to brush away some of his wild hair.       fingertips stained with his blood.        it didn’t scare her.        she’d make sure he wouldn’t fade away.         ❛       there’s something i have to tell you,      murtagh.       ❜          using his real name,       something he had never told mila.              /            @fledrmaus  .

#fledrmaus #❪ 𝐢𝐯. ❫ writings‚ the waters will wash away my pain . #❪ 𝐯. ❫ undecided‚ ? . #there u go im a (wo)man of my word

[gryffinwolf]

@fledrmaus​      said      :      “oh my god, stop looking at me like that! i’m gonna end up kissing you.”       /      idiots to lovers      ( accepting ! )

       ❛   you    -    ❜     he couldn’t have heard that right.     and if he did,     it was the reason for the singular step backwards and the way his features pulled into a look of stupefaction.     his gaze was fleeting this way and that as though sirius’s expression was a piece of parchment to be read and his own bewilderment would be demystified by what he might find in the flames of fire nestled in friend’s eyes,    the turn of his lips,     the intonation with which he uttered those words.     unfortunately for the werewolf,     sirius bIack was an antique tome whose parchment pages were in such a state of degradation,     its language and secrets would forever remain an enigma.      he took a deep breath to steel himself. 

       ❛    i am mad at you.     don’t think that you can just   -    you won’t distract me with    -     what ?!     ❜ 

#fledrmaus #ii. [ . . . 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝚄𝚂 . . . ] / IN CHARACTER #does this count as a starter tink

[betraeyer]

🎵 + sirius ._. im ready to be hurt again. but don't say twin sized mattress bc We Already Know </3

*  🎵 FOR A SONG TO FIT OUR MUSES + DYNAMIC.

bad blood,  radical face

[ . . . ]  i was somewhere in between a thorn an acquiescent so you said it was for me when you tried to break me well you can save your breath, i know, i’m not the kind you pray for

took a river of bad blood but now i see where we came from can't grow a proper branch when half the trunk is rotten and you swore that it hurt you but pushing your night through well you can save your breath, i know, we're not the kind you'll pray for

#* 𝟎𝟎𝟏 . 𝐆𝐄𝐍 ﹕ answered. ❞ #fledrmaus #its like :) #i dont even need to say it do i #the 'cant grow a proper branch when half the trunk is rotten' hurts me so much in this instance #but GOD. its them your honour