Tenebrariae
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"There were many things said about the old Phantom Forest,
whispers like: « Not one should venture so deep underneath the trees, not even the bravest. »
And Eithna was not the bravest, not by a long shot,
but she knew well enough how to get out of danger’s way, or so she thought."An LGBT themed poem I wrote for the Lion Pride zine, Volume 1.
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Yellow Dresses by Tenebrariae
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel, Thor (Movies)
16 Apr 2019
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The florist AU no one asked me to write, because there's never too much fluff in one's life.
She shook her head, hair moving everywhere. Loki felt some kind of hideous, warm feeling in his chest that had been bothering him for the same several weeks the florist had just spoken about. He resisted the urge to groan and just sighed as a response.
« Don't fret. I am, as it turns out, extremely fond of flowers » Loki spoke with a dreadefully apathetic voice, funnily in contrast with what he had just said.
Bipolar maniac.
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"It's wonderful, isn't it?" MC asked, the faint smile on her lips still present.
"Not as wonderful as you are, my dear. Your beauty compares to no other."
MC slowly moved her head to the right, just low enough to meet his gaze, and lifted a brow with a skeptical expression showing on her features. Jumin looked back at her, hair messy and eyes sparkling because of the strong sunlight. He was beautiful, and his skin was soft, and his left cheek still carried the pink marks of the bedsheets, and MC loved him so much. She loved all that she saw in that moment, and all that she had seen before, and all that she was sure she would see in the future.
"Too cheesy? I heard someone say it in a soap opera."
"Of course you did."
In which Jumin and MC travel to Italy and get to enjoy a quiet moment together. Piece featured in the Mysme Travel Zine!
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The half light sweetly caressed Hyun Ryu's features, almost reverently, dimming the otherwise blinding colour of his silver hair and allowing the exhausted actor to finally rest. The bedroom was quiet, the atmosphere was peaceful, the perfect picture of a routine that should've painted a smile on her face and swell her chest with tenderness. But there was nothing more than sorrow in her heart.
« I am not ready to go yet » she whispered miserably, her trembling finger brushing over Zen's soft cheek with endless affection.
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« You cannot truly appreciate how bright a star is without darkness » he began to speak again after what Lucette felt like years – had it really been that much time? The sweet scent of the forest was distracting her. Or was it his scent that was intoxicating her? She couldn't say.