summary: every look and every touch makes him want to give her his heart
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inspired by ‘moonlight’ by ariana <3
Draco smiles at every kiss she place lightly on his fingertips before she fell asleep with his arm enveloping her figure. The silk covers of her bed wrapped around the two of them tying them both together. Her head lay on his stomach, her shiny locks that he loved dearly rested messily across his chest as he braided them minutes before she’d drop into slumber.
The common room draped with dark felt oddly warm when he slept next to Y/N, the familiar wintry calls from the silence were replaced with the soft whispers of comfort from the perfect girl who slept beside him.
He would never sleep as early as his love, he’d slip his fingers into her hair and caress her head. Her gentle snores would keep a smile on his face through the night to the point where his cheeks would ache when he woke, though he never complained, he’d sit grateful for his love as he stared out of the near by window admiring on the moonlight.
The bright shine that light up the night sky was his favourite reminder of his serenity, his darling, the only person that will ever light up his shadowed life.
His moonlight.
OMG PLS- THIS WHOLE PIECE OF WRITING IS IMMACULATE EYE-
4.7k words // minaiph x cadrien (belongs to @lavampira) blood, injury cw
I stick a needle in the night / I throw my body in the way I see an image in the air / I kiss the ground
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Something nags at Min.
Intuition is more of a Cadrien thing, but Min can’t shake the feeling that there’s something he’s missing under the surface of the night. It clings to his chest and worms its way under his skin. He feels it all over, needling into him with an anxiety that feels out of place, that threatens to make his hands shake. He takes a few steadying breaths to dominate this feeling, and yet still—
TIMESlike these, Emery almost regretted not being closer to anyone in court. As she’d only heard murmurings of the new foreign visitors. From what she’d gathered, the prince was well-liked &his two companions argued viciously. Despite, if what she’d heard was correct, their life-long engagement.
THISwas her first time encountering one of them, the woman, && Emery hadn’t the slightest clue as to what her name was. A rare occurrence in the tightly knit world of politics, she was sure. But seeing as to how the princess relieved the majority of her gossip from eavesdropping on servants, it wasn’t surprising.
FORperhaps the first time in recent memory, Emery actually wantedto start up a conversation. The prospect of talking to someone who wasn’t from Ianthe was near-exciting. Perhaps she’d actually get to have a discussion, rather than spend the whole interaction trying to politely ignore that everyone thought her some kind of spy.
“Miss…Winters, was it ?Apologies,I struggle with names . “
something like this would never happen in galanthus and while fay did not miss the court she could usually be found at very much, she did miss the lack of questions she encountered there. she had not spent the better of her adult life around prince noel, serving as an adviser despite her age, so that a foreign court suddenly QUESTIONED her qualifications. and even worse: she was the only one who had had to deal with this kind of nonsense. and while she hardly envied her fiancé ( the amount of VULTURES circling over his head was ridiculous, truly ), she wished that she would not have to constantly introduce herself.
( especially since her patience for these people was dwindling down, quickly, and she was growing increasingly irritated with everyone around her. )
❛fay hunter, your royal highness. daughter of the duke of astrinas. i advise the prince of galanthus. you are princess emery, unless i’m mistaken? ❜ an eyebrow rose. because fay had done the reading, would be able to recite everything galanthus knew about each and every person at this court in her sleep — not that anyone would dare to wake her. ❛is there something i can do for you, ma’am? ❜
