so, Luz is probably gonna have a little scar from last ep, right? 🤔

the way ivan aivazovsky looks at the sea…i think…i think that’s what love looks like.

love is surrounding yourself with people who see you this clearly

Photos: 시케이 👑ATS

ERAGON SHADESLAYER / ARYA SHADESLAYER

Closeness: A study in B&W

Part 10

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“People search their whole lives for someone that special, and we have that”.

-Tessa

Tessa Virtue, in Long Time Running

Modern Inheritance: Thnks fr th Mmrs (Dagshelgr)

Thanks For the Memories One Shots:

Brom and Selena // ARYA AND FÄOLIN

(A/N: A uh…suggestive…tone for this one. What exactly happens in glades during Dagshelgr, eh? *eyebrow wiggle.* This WAS going to just be a nice fluff story, but it’s MIC so it felt incomplete to me without a little angst.

Something that I try to highlight in my MIC stories is that while Arya may have been in captivity for 6+ months after Fäolin died , she hasn’t had the luxury of actual time to process or deal with his death. Her mindset is usually more ‘too much to do and a war to fight, I’ll grieve if I survive but right now I need to fight to keep others from dying.’ She’ll make small snarky comments or ‘jokes’ about her torture and things like that but it’s more coping than actually confronting what’s happened. Which is why several of my drabbles have her rubberbanding between losing it and acting relaxed in Ellesméra, where she’s forced to take downtime and can’t distract herself from everything that’s happened.)

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The music was intoxicating.

And so was he.

Fäolin laughed as Arya leaned into him, swaying with the song that permeated the forest. Every nerve was alight with sensation, every brush and feathery contact like warm, charged lightning on her skin. The words of the song fell from her lips as it fell from his as well, the instinctive melody ingrained in their blood.

The words died in Arya’s throat as she turned in his arms, still humming the strains of the music. He was just tall enough that she had to lift on her toes slightly to press her lips to where his jaw met his throat, smiling as his skin broke into goosebumps.

“Let’s go.”

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Modern Inheritance: The Promise

(A/N: Way way WAAAAY Pre-Eragon. It’s rough and a majority of it was lurking in my drive folder for weeks. I wanted MIC!Brom and MIC!Arya interacting alone (aka without Izzy hovering and smothering Arya’s personality) together for the first time. The ending is shit and makes no sense, but I literally just wrote it and I’m having a hard time switching off the Japanese sentence structures (Japanese Sub-Obj-Verb vs English SVO) and whatnot and it’s just…a to-be-cleaned-later mess. But y’all gettin’ it anyway!!

Oh, also. I wanted Post-Fall Brom to be an angry jackass. Donno if that came across enough.)

{Secondary A/N: Ever go back read your stuff and thing ‘damn that feels clunky?’ Posting all these to the new side blog has me really thinking that way too often. As I’m literally doing this as a way to avoid an end of semester presentation project, I don’t have time to rewrite at the moment, but maybe one day….} 

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“You’re leaving already?”

Brom’s head snapped back, eyes narrowed as he searched the trees for the source of the voice. So the person– or thing, as you could never be sure in the heart of Du Weldonvarden– that had been following him for the past week was finally ready to reveal itself.

Keen as he was, the Rider couldn’t pick out his second shadow from the mottled greens and browns above. They seemed content for him to answer before speaking again.

No way around it then. Brom shifted his pack on his shoulders, and dropped a hand to the pommel of his borrowed sword. His pistol and rifle were dismantled in their cases tied to his backpack, a precaution Oromis and Glaedr had insisted on ever since their former student nearly attacked Rhunön more than a decade ago. “I have things to do.”

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Arya and Fírnen! 🌿🔥

The first chapter of Eragon is a kick the second go around. “Eragon was one of the few people who could navigate the Spine safely.”

No duh.

You don’t need to give me all these reasons you THINK you’ve survived.

Selena’s son isn’t going to be taken down by a damn forest. Brom’s not letting Eragon wander around the Spine without wards.

Garrow ain’t bothered. He’a been letting Eragon wander around the Spine since he was 10. Roran once threw a stone at Eragon’s head and it ricocheted. Marian dropped the kid. A horse has reared back and stomped on Eragon and Eragon just kept on going. Garrow has seen some weird shit and isn’t questioning it anymore.