( An Angel That Did Not So Much As

𝐂 𝐑 𝐎 𝐖 𝐋 𝐄 𝐘 ( an angel that did not so much ꜰ ᴀ ʟ ʟ as

𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 )

heeded by salem

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

It's me, hi ! I'm the problem it's me ! At tea time, everybody agrees. I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror, it must be so exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero.

independent, highly selective and oc & crossover friendly CARDAN GREENBRIAR of Holly Black's The Cruel Prince. canon portrayal with some headcanon divergences. glamoured by chrissie.

alias: key

pronouns: she/her

height: 5'11 

sexuality: demisexual, polyamorous

favourite animals: cats, narwhals (because unicorns of the sea)

i am from: canada

account created in: june 2021 (for braveandunbreakable and this is where all my muses used to be)

blogroll: @veritasumbra (mor, az, az’s mom and rhys’ sister) / @lookscankll (genya) / @springtimehasreturned (ehri, mayu, makhi) / @twocleverfoxes (linnea, nikolai inactive) / @ullaofthewaves (ulla, duh!) / @kissedbyspirits (lissa, avery currently inactive) / @ofjewelblue (katherine low activity) / @hellsblood (sage, jessalyn) / @bloodmoonborn (nyx oc) @whisperofamemory (calypso mythology) / @hexbloodedthorn (thorn) these are all sideblogs attached to my main account

couronnez​: 

The fine Italian restaurant he has chosen for the occasion is just perfect for a date an apologetic invite to drink a cup of coffee turned dinner, the view breathtaking through the tall windows, city lights glimmering in the distance.

❝ Only every now and then. The food is excellent but I don’t have the time to eat out. ❞

If she knew more about his eating habits, she’d be devastated, he figured because Vasily doubts anyone manages to eat more junk than he does. He is lean and athletic, his build does not betray him. Broad shoulders, narrow hips, a muscular chest. The picture perfect portray of a Lantsov as his mother used to say.

❝ Please, pick whatever you’d like. The pasta is phenomenal. ❞

He returns her smile, easily summoning as much charm as he can muster while studying the menu himself. He finds himself leaning towards Seafood. Cozze? Or rather vongole? A waiter passes them by and Vasily makes a quick gesture, stopping the man in track.

❝ Could we get a bottle of Verdicchio, please? ❞

This wasn’t at all the coffee experience she expected. Is she disappointed though? Hell no! Every dish on the card looks absolutely exquisite. Even the seafood. She isn’t gonna eat any though. That would take her breath away, literally, and Vasily’s doing a great job at that already. That smile… Does he give it to all his interns? she cannot help wondering. While he asks the waiter for a bottle of wine, Ehri plunges her hand in her purse, pulling out a pill box, which she displays on the table. That way i won’t forget, she thinks. Usually, she puts an alarm on her phone but she didn’t want to disturb the date whole restaurant so she turned it off before entering the place.

❛ Absolutely. And what will we be serving you tonight to accompany such fine wine?❜ The waiter barely looks at the man. His gaze is all on the pretty brunette sitting across.  

❛ I would like a paccheri al forno, please. ❜ Ehri says, smiling at him as she puts down the card on the table. Then, she purses her lips together as she closes the menu. ❛ Um, just to be sure—— There’s no seafood in it, right? I’m allergic. I mean, it’s fine if people eat it around me, I just can’t ingest it myself. ❜ She wanted to make sure Vasily understood he could eat the seafood if he wanted, it’s just that she wouldn’t be joining him or kissing him after.

❛ No, madam. No seafood in this dish. I guarantee you it is a safe option.❜ The waiter smiles at her. The kind of smile that lets you know they are interested in knowing you, personally. That’s a bold move to do when the person you’re trying to flirt with is clearly on a date but, oh well, bold doesn’t mean wise. ❛ May i add it is a great choice. You won’t be disappointed. ❜ 

Ehri is completely oblivious. She just thinks he’s being helpful and polite, like a good waiter. ❛ Well, thank you. So far, i’m very satisfied with my experience. ❜ Another smile. A polite one. Nothing flirtatious about that but the waiter seems to read something else. Again, she’s totally oblivious. ❛ Oh! i’ll have a carafe of water as well, please. I tend to get thirsty when i’m nervous. ❜ Did she just say that last bit out loud? Yep. You did, her brain confirms as it replays the scene. Dammit. She wants to facepalm herself right now but that wouldn’t help make it less awkward. Instead, she settles for a nervous laugh while the waiter turns to Vasily, asking him his order.  

// i dreamed i had an azriel blog from a.cotar… and it gave me ideas