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The scent of burning flesh rose up and filled her nostrils and her soul chose that moment to rise up to meet it. Ninianne covered her mouth and dashed from the room, her lunch returning as she bent out the window.

“Are you okay?” A soft and kind voice asked from behind her, the voice was joined by a hand gently rubbing her back.

“I’m fine.” The girl replied, the long lost girl of sweetness and kindness. The girl turned her head and smiled at Gawaine, love there in her eyes for a moment and then it was gone. “Get away from me before I have that hand cut off.”

“Your threats are hollow, Ninianne, I see the girl inside.”

“The girl inside will die, just like everyone else who comes between me and my goals.”

“I see through the lies.” Gawaine said and stepped forward. Ninianne met his approach with the back of her hand, her large silver ring splitting his lip. Gawaine yelped in pain but not in surprise. He had drawn her ire multiple times on multiple days since he had been reunited with her. Again and again she threatened him, then took her anger out on others. Sure, she might hurt him like this, minor ways but she could not bring herself to kill him, to torture him, not so long as the girl lived inside her now and stayed her hand.

Gawaine was growing to know the witch and the girl and somehow only saw the woman he loved in both. He handed her a cup of water to rinse her mouth, his other hand tenderly touching his split lip.

Ninianne rinsed and spit and then glared. “Go away before I hurt you.”

“You won’t.” Gawaine replied and stepped closer again. Her nails slashed at his chest and he didn’t step back, he pressed her against the windowsill and met her lips with his, just for a moment. His hands gripped her hips and then he released her. NInianne growled at him and he saw lust in her eyes but he turned and walked from her. Leaving her standing in the spilled sunlight of the window cursing him, cursing herself, cursing those that had done this to her.

She stalked from her spot moments later, calling her new general and sending him and some of his favoured troops to raid another village, she wanted to see the smoke curling up from between the trees and know there was suffering. 

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nigel horsley (c)
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xLlew looks so handsome....
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generated prompt: Get it off me! Get it off me!

Vivian woke up before Llewellyn and gazed down at him. He had a serious expression on him even in his sleep. She supposed he was having a very serious dream. It wasn’t a shock, considering how much they had to deal with. Ninianne was doing her best to destroy everyone’s happiness and sanity. It was hard for Vivian to believe that she shared a bloodline with that woman, let alone that they had come from the same fertilized egg.

Vivian ran her finger across Llewellyn’s jaw, frowning when he twitched in his sleep and whimpered.

"Llewellyn…" Vivian whispered as she gently shook him.

"Get it off me! Get it off me!" Llewellyn yelled before bolting upright, his eyes wide and terrified. 

"It was just a dream." Vivian murmured softly, trying to calm him down.

Llewellyn’s gaze found Vivian and he tugged her close to him, arms wrapping tightly around her. "Thank goodness."

"What was it about?"

"Ninianne had put some sort of bracelet on me that was somehow able to hurt you when I touched you, looked at you, or even thought about you."

"Oh, Llew…" Vivian cooed, rubbing his back as he held her close. “We won’t let her do that to anyone. I promise.”

posted 4 days ago @ 18 Jul 2014 with 1 note
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"Would you sleep with a stranger?"
"You're a god/goddess..."
"I'm not wearing any underwear..."
"I'm completely naked under all these clothes."
"You're my fetish."
"Can I feel between those thighs of yours?"
"I wouldn't tell you to stop."
"You're so cute when you're flustered."
"I know you like me, don't deny it."
"You want it, don't you?"
"You've a beautiful name, wanna hear me moan it?"
"Nice ass..."
"God, you're just perfect."
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posted 1 week ago @ 15 Jul 2014


Sara Canning photoshoot for Impress Magazine

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Sean talking about Outlaw Queen (x)
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xThankfully you don't have to.