PSD THOUGHTS...... :3c
@altarcup, helaena. do you believe in fate?
"in truth? not particularly, your grace," tone utterly frank, but not dismissive of the question. the fine comb is pulled through the silver strands of the queen's hair with the utmost tenderness & care, making sure not to tug too sharply. perhaps it was strange not to believe in supernatural forces when dragons flew about, but to elethea, they were merely animals. the existence of magic did not mean any mystical hand guided the paths of men. at least not average men, she was pious enough to believe the gods intervened on those worthy enough, but did that count as fate? "what people tend to ordain as fate is typically just ... the consequence of choices made, i think. even if the choice isn't made by those who suffer the consequences."
if you notice a character on this list that looks like just au elethea.... i need u to mind ur business so bad
𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ( part one ) . . . a collection of prompts and scenario's ( new ) for high fantasy romance inspired by the legend of King Arthur. Send one of the ∗ following titles ; and use the prompt and scenario to craft a romantic scene!
∗ THE QUEST ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver rest beside a fire before falling asleep.
Scenario: The receiver sleepily admits their love for the sender.
∗ EXCALIBUR ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver exchange vows of devotion under the moonlit sky.
Scenario: The receiver places a sword (perhaps a family heirloom) into the sender's hands.
∗ CAMELOT ;
Prompt: Sender and receiver stroll through the castle gardens.
Scenario: A moment of quiet reflection where they pause to admire the blooming flowers only a shared silence falling between them.
∗ PENDRAGON ;
Prompt: Sender and receiver share a private conversation in the royal hall by a cackling fireplace.
Scenario: They exchange looks of longing as they walk side by side.
∗ MORGANA ;
Prompt: The sender is drawn to the receiver in the garden, who is practicing magic.
Scenario: The receiver teaches the sender a new spell or speaks to them of a magic they do not know. A gentle hand touch as the receiver helps the sender practice.
∗ LANCELOT ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver share a quiet moment in the stables as they prepare to ride their horses.
Scenario: The receiver helps tend to the horses as their hands brush gently with the sender’s as they work in silence.
∗ MERLIN ;
Prompt: Sender and receiver meet beneath the ancient oak tree since a long while. Exchanging information of both their kingdoms and war impending.
Scenario: The receiver confides in the sender and all the while they hold hands for comfort and reassurance.
∗ ARTHUR ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver share a private dance in a grand hall of sorts.
Scenario: In the quiet between songs the sender declares their love for the receiver in a small whisper.
∗ FAERY'S GRACE ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver sit beside a moonlit pool, the stars shimmering above them.
Scenario: The receiver gently takes the sender’s hand and whispers something in their ear.
∗ DRAGON'S FLAME ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver share a moment on the balcony at dusk,.
Scenario: With a breathless sigh, the sender admits their true feelings to the receiver.
∗ SWORD OF LIGHT ;
Prompt: The sender and receiver find each other after a long battle standing alone amidst the ruins.
Scenario: The sender pulls the receiver close and lets out a sigh of relief.
∗ KNIGHT'S OATH ;
Prompt: The sender kneels before the receiver in a gesture of both respect and longing.
Scenario: The sender has announced their loyalty to the receiver.
🐝 * ― 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑻𝑯 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ you will not fall. i will not allow it. ❜ ❛ i could torch him if you like. but you do seem attached. ❜ ❛ you're making us look bad. stop it. ❜ ❛ i chose him for his inability to relent. ❜ ❛ at least i didn't let you fall to your death. ❜ ❛ but i will not run. i wouldn't be standing here if i'd quit every time something seemed impossible to overcome. ❜ ❛ the right way isn't the only way. ❜ ❛ justice is not always merciful. ❜ ❛ the reason we'll never be anything more than friends isn't because of your rules. it's because you have no faith in me. ❜ ❛ i'm used to functioning in pain, asshole. are you? ❜ ❛ in the darkest moments, it is our light that shines the brightest. ❜ ❛ fear is not the enemy, but rather the catalyst for growth and bravery. ❜ ❛ the only limits we have are the ones we set for ourselves. ❜ ❛ courage is not the absence of fear, but the willingness to face it head-on. ❜ ❛ going for blood today, are we, [name]? ❜ ❛ i don't deserve you. but i'm going to keep you all the same. ❜ ❛ there's nowhere in existence you could go that i wouldn't find you, [name]. ❜ ❛ you look all frail and breakable, but you're really a violent little thing, aren't you? ❜ ❛ defenseless women have never been my type. ❜ ❛ even when i'm not with you, there's only you. ❜ ❛ there is no me without you. ❜ ❛ i've been yours for longer than you could ever imagine. ❜ ❛ i know exactly who and what you are, [name]. ❜ ❛ we're all broken in some way, but that doesn't mean we can't find beauty in the cracks. ❜ ❛ if i get my hands on you, really, honestly get my hands on you, i don't know if i'll be able to stop. ❜ ❛ she exists and i get turned on. i've come to accept that particular truth over the last year. ❜ ❛ fuck, i'm never going to get enough of you, am i? ❜ ❛ not that i wouldn't climb the man like a tree if presented with the right set of circumstances. ❜ ❛ let me guess, you could smell my perfume. isn't that what always gives the heroine away in books? ❜ ❛ do you boys just want to whip it out and measure? it would be faster. ❜ ❛ hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. it steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs - on the probabilites. ❜ ❛ you can't make me fall in love with you and then die. ❜ ❛ none of this is worth it without you. ❜ ❛ i'm so wildly in love with you that i can't imagine what my life would look like without you in it. and i probably shouldn't have said that, but if we're doing this, then we're starting from a place of complete honesty. ❜ ❛ you never considered that it was you i couldn't stay away from? ❜ ❛ you turned oranges into a weapon, [name]? ❜ ❛ you're going to be the death of me. ❜ ❛ have you always been this tall? ❜ ❛ no one stays friends forever, [name]. eventually those closest to us become our enemies in some way, even if it's through well-intentioned love or apathy, or if we live long enough to become their villains. ❜ ❛ i need you to survive this, even if i hate that i still love you. ❜
@grewarden. athelstan says: you think i’m being stupid.
"i don't think anything," downcast eyes skate away to something more interesting than her brother was presently being; her increasingly filthy nails. idly correcting that specific imperfection, she lifts her brows with cool disinterest. he was being tiring in a moment where she was already wearied. not that she would have softened her words if she had been better rested. it simply wasn't her way. "you are being stupid."
OH, THE QUEEN OF PEACE ALWAYS DOES HER BEST TO PLEASE — is it any use? somebody's gotta lose. like a long scream; out there, always echoing. oh, what is it worth? all that's left is hurt.
GWAHREN - private & selective blog for elethea cousland ii, hero of ferelden, teyrna of gwaren. written by nan (23, she/her)
@starkhvn, sebastian & elethea - your love of this place…i can feel it. anyone can.
THE SINCERITY IN HIS VOICE CATCHES HER OFF - GUARD, perhaps fereldans were known to be of a blunter nature, but even she was unused to such earnestness. it was plain that the prince meant nothing ill by his words; in fact, she sensed an undercurrent of praise in his tone. but she had spent so long in hostile company in her youth that she was still unsure of what to make of such comments. whether he had some hidden meaning tucked within a phrase somewhere, or if his suggested admiration was simply that. uncomfortable with the vulnerability that came with being so astutely observed — especially coupled with the insinuation that anyone could sense such tenderness from her, she squirms a little beneath his seemingly all - seeing gaze. twisting at the rings on her fingers, and permitting a soft chuckle to huff from her as they walk. "gracious, am i so very obvious? i shall strive to be more discreet in future," mirth ringing in her tone to mask the surprise. she shrugs simply. "it's my home, doesn't everyone love their home?"
even with howe long dead, it felt dangerous to be known to love anything. and love did not quite suffice when it came to the depths of her feeling for gwaren. it was both her child & an extension of her very being. the devotion she felt for the teyrnir was such that it made her feel guilty, at times, to know that she had never loved highever with such ardor. perhaps it was because it was entirely hers - highever had belonged to her parents, and to her brother. gwaren belonged solely to elethea, and it was loved with fittingly possessive ferocity. "she has a sort of stubborn charm, you'll see. i couldn't help it — you must be careful, or she'll grow on you, too."
THERE. that's better