~ @fortitudina || liked for some tipsy texts || from Magda for Shilah ~
{text;} Shilah I think I’m lost
{text;} I found a pretty garden tho
{text;} if you were a flower I think you’d be a sunflower
{text;} because you bring light to my life 🥰
{text;} sorry! Hope you’re having a good night
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@ruinaa;
he does not come to the bedroom. he does not interfere with their conversation, though he's tempted too. the smell of sadness and alcohol and tears lingers in his nose and makes him feel stressed and irritated and a thousand other things that had already been there, swallowed back down and risen back up again, a bad taste.
when josephine does finally come out of the bedroom, far later into the night, he is quick to stand and be at her side. a quiet beat between them before he wraps her in a hug, squeezing her tight.
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@ruinaa.
this is a place they have come to many times. the memories attached to it were good -- maybe a sprinkle of a couple arguments mixed in, but nothing that had him cringing. they danced here. they ate here. they got so drunk here that one time, he had to give her a piggyback out the door, her laugh in his ear, so close that he could feel her smile. he remembered those feelings; should have known, back then, where it would lead to.
but he had already told himself that he was content with what they had. all he wanted -- all he needed -- was just to be with her, and be by her side. and if that meant he didn’t get to sit at the seat of the booth next to her, laughing about what was going on around them, then -- it was fine. he should just be happy that he had gotten to get his rest and to sleep and to see roman.
but he still feels his chest ache when he looks at her. still wants the same things that he wants -- what they left behind when walked away from her all those months ago. he wishes he was more than two drinks in. “ they changed up the menu on me. “
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Call Me By Your Name Aesthetics
Bold all that apply.
lounging by the pool, poetry readings, plucking fresh fruit from trees, fitful sleep, deep discussions, nighttime swim, fruit juices running down your chin, long moments of silence, long bike rides, lazy summer mornings, lunch with friends, shame, erotic fantasies, red swim trunks, a blanket on the grass, wheat coloured skin, wistful gazes, well-loved books, morning jogs, creating music, bathing under the sun, sticky summer heat, regret, unreadable looks, double meanings, wasted time, shared faith, sleeping naked, late night poker games, ice cream, walking your bicycle down cobble roads, overthinking, childish love confessions, warm embraces, bare feet, the dull slap of espadrilles at night, shyness, restraint, kisses in the grass, endless pools of their eyes, the moon sparkling on the calm sea, the threat of autumn in a raindrop, beads of sweat pooling on your skin, lighting a lover’s cigarette, a little too much wine, strumming a guitar, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the house, notes slipped under the door, leisurely swims, calling ‘later’ as you leave, washing your face in a fountain, fevered kisses, the comfort of nostalgia, tall cypresses, glaring mid-afternoon sea, rehearse the pain to dull it, a billowy shirt, warm benches, longing phonecalls, framed antique postcards, citronella candles in the garden, memories of lovers like ghosts in the window, held gazes, hesitating on the other side of the bedroom door, playing music to say what you cannot
Tagged by : @copaceticjillybean (thank you tagging me in this! It was so much fun!!)
Tagging: everyone who wants to!
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sioraiocht asked:
++ (Shilah)
Meet Radulfr Diomedes, Shilah's father.
Background:
Radulfr Diomedes was born into lycanthropy, bearing the legacy of a long line of respected werewolf alphas. He earned his position not through birthright, but through a combination of strength, cunning, and a keen understanding of diplomacy. He has faced many challengers and was forged by the fires of adversity. Radulfr takes his responsibility as a leader seriously, knowing the balance between man and beast is a delicate one. His greatest accomplishment is his son, Shilah, whom he has trained to be strong, fair, and wise – capable of leading the pack should the need arise. His goals are to see his pack thrive and to ensure harmony between their hidden world and that of mankind. He does this not just for his pack, but in memory of his late mate, whose death at the hands of hunters has never fully released its grip on his heart.
Personality:
Charismatic and level-headed, Radulfr carries himself with an air of authority that demands respect. He is fair but confident, making decisions with a calm certainty and a hint of underlying strength. Despite his diplomatic nature, there is a primal edge to his character that surfaces when his pack or family is in jeopardy.
Appearance:
Tall and imposing figure, muscular build, with a distinguished presence. At first glance appears as a well-groomed gentleman, with striking grey hair and a full, neatly-trimmed grey beard. His deep brown eyes have a piercing quality, reflecting wisdom and a lifetime of leadership.
@sioraiocht SEND ++ TO MEET A MEMBER OF MUSE'S FAMILY / ACCEPTING
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A troll he cares abt : [talks about how someone is giving them trouble]
Shilah : ahah that’s wild… so what was their name again, just for curiosity..
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@vlyuvdova;
distrust lingers as he watches her move; she carries heavy the scent of the man who he wishes he could have brought down himself. “ -- do you like that piece? it’s an original. i spent years tracking it down. “
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Shilah! None of ya'll know her, but she was my very first Sonic OC. I decided to redesign her.
Here's her original design, I changed her a lot.
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💧🔥 🌬 🪨 new campaign, new characters 🪨 🌬🔥💧
shilah (she/they) — my variant human circle of stars druid 🌌
hitoshi (he/him) — @druidscraft ‘s tiefling samurai fighter 👹
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@withbeasts
stevie is late, got a cigarette jammed into mouth and on a hard come down. he knocks with his elbow because he’s holding pumpkin pies (charlee texted asking) and one of those little plastic dishes that have half a bag of ready made frozen yams. with marshmallows.
“happy turkey day.”
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@withbeasts / for shilah
she is long past acting as though she does not have some ownership of this office, too –– not when she keeps it running during his long, unexplained absences, the days where he simply does not feel like coming in, the meetings she needs to sometimes reshuffle, the clients she is responsible for calling –– and so she drops into the chair across from his desk without announcing herself, legs crossed at the ankle, clipboard and cell phone in her lap.
“so,” she doesn’t wait for him to look up at her, “the girl you’ve been bringing around.”
he’d introduced her, of course. this is josephine, and she’d been curious then, eyebrows lifting, glancing between them. nobody comes into their office except for clients and, only once or twice, antoinette. this had been a surprise. claire had made quick note of her –– her bandaged hands, once; her sullen face; the quick flicker of her smile when she noticed claire watching her.
“you’re adding her to your travel plans?”
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~ @fortitudina || || Liked for a vampire starter || From Magda for Shilah ~
Hands smoothed over her dress, nervous energy bubbling in her stomach as she worked up the nerve to knock on his door. Magda was beginning to wish she'd called first, instead of just showing up but part of her thought the spontaneity of the visit might be fun? She didn't know where she stood with Shilah - friends, romantic, who knows - so she felt like seeing him face to face would give a good indication. Reaching up she rapped twice on the door, taking a step back and chewing on her bottom lip, fingers twisting the strap of her bag as she waited for him to answer.
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@ruinaa liked x;
he's got papers lined up across his office desk. typically, she doesn't glance at any of them. she may straighten them, let her eyes flicker over whatever they say, legal and logistics boring enough that she sets them aside.
today he snatches a paper back from her a little too fast. they both startle from it. " -- i need this. " he says, turning back to his laptop.
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TEXTS; accepting. @ruinaa sent for a drunk text.
he thinks about not sending the text, he does. but he’s had enough alcohol that his bill will be over a grand, and probably enough to kill that many people, too.
[ text; jo ]: don you just think about it sometimes
[ text; jo ]: ughhhhh nevermiNd
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@wthwolves // shilah ❛ i do not think it means what you think it means. ❜
“So what? How well could you possibly know him? You’re a grown man. Grown men don’t share things with other grown men like that.”
She’s defensive, and unkind in how she backtracks.
“Whatever. Pretend I didn’t say anything.”
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Milah (right) and Shilah (left) from the episode Pitch Purrfect.
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