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SPOILER ‼️OKAY BUT EVE'S DRAWNING OF AMEN AND HER 😭😭😭she's cute i love her so much.
‼️SPOILER HOLY SHIT WITH THIS EPISODE I HAD SO MANY EMOTIONS IN ME 😭😭remmao youre piece of shit really..
‼️SPOILER They do it on purpose, don't they? 😭
‼️SPOILER OHMYGUFCKING GODDDDD HE LOOK SO GOOD I CANTTTTTTTT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 LIVIUS STOP ?
When I tell you that this story has me in a chokehold? Fuuuuuck. I love Song of the Crimson Nile and I have my own story idea brewing, but I'm not sure I should bother. This is utter perfection. A perversely poetic dream of lust and death in the form of prose. I have read it over and over and I'm afraid, much like Evthys for Amen, it will never be enough.
KISS, KILL
In his dreams, he kills her.
But the worst dreams are the ones where he doesn't.
Amen (Song of The Crimson Nile - Romance Club) x Eva. This is a dark fic so please read and heed the tags.
HEART OF THE DRAGON
I am unsurprised 😂 Amen gives me dragon energy and I love writing were-creature stories, so I'm having a lot of fun with this. In a realm comprised solely of magic factions, there's always a war going on. In order to fund his current one, the werewolf king has traded his daughter Eva as collateral for a trunkful of gold from the dragon king. Amen, the dragon king's top (and most brutal) hunter, is grounded from a wing injury and forced to act as Eva's bodyguard. Blah blah blah, enemies to interspecies boning.
Once the room emptied, Amen sat and watched Eva breathe, slowly and evenly in her sleep. Furious as he was with her, he hadn’t wanted to do what he'd done. He tried to simply order her to comply with the healer, but she never did as she was told. It was an infuriating and insurmountable flaw. Truly, it was her fault that he’d been forced to use the sleep draught on her. And yet, a strange emotion passed through him, one that took him a moment to identify. Regret. He was unsure how to conquer such a feeling. Everything Amen did was with intention. He knew every move that needed to be made and he made them without hesitation. He didn’t look back. But that was before Eva. Odd how his life felt segmented. Before Evthys. After Evthys. And after Evthys, everything felt… off. Not just because she’d nearly knocked him unconscious with bath implements and had called him names he didn’t think a backwater rogue would use, let alone a werewolf princess, but there was something else. Something about her that made him itch all over. Tightened his skin like a blistering sunburn without oil. He hated werewolves. He wanted to hate her. And yet. Eva grimaced in her sleep and released a quiet whimper of pain as the poultice drew the poison from her wounds. Agonizing wounds she’d successfully hidden from him for a double fortnight. Without thought, he leaned forward and brushed the curls off Eva’s face. Stubborn, his dragon said. Beautiful. Strong. Ours. The word was a hiss, sibilant and stretched until it was more like a lick of fire than a sound. Oursssss. He tensed, his body drawing up so tightly his shoulder began to throb. Panic settled into his chest, and he reared away from Eva like she'd been the flame burning him and not the word his dragon had so recklessly spoken. She wasn't theirs. And she never would be.
I know I should have made Eva a witch to make it truer to the source material, but I like writing werewolves, so here we are 😂
The Snort I Snut 🤣🤣🤣
Amen: How do I make a date more romantic?
Titian: Try being mysterious.
[Later that evening]
Eva: Where are we going?
Amen: None of your fucking business.
Арт на день рождения моей дорогой подруги Маши
Ещё раз с днём рождения тебя!! И пусть такие мужчины как Амен ухаживают за тобой не только на рисунках💖💖💖
Art for my dear friend Masha's birthday
Once again happy birthday to you!! And let men like Amen look after you not only in drawings💖💖💖
