𝕿𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐧.

she was fire, light, ash, and embers. she was 𝑨𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏 fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing.

Stress.

Tamlin, take her back.

You know, she really doesn't know how it can get better than this. Especially now her darling father is here. She's reaching out to grab his hands, pulling him into an uncoordinated spin too.

In 𝐝͟𝐢͟𝐫͟𝐞 need of something to cure this residual intoxication —

Spinning around in her best dress.

Would love to be in there as of right now.

An emergency forced him to winnow in Cassian’s chambers. ⠀Awful timing. ⠀ ⠀⠀ Permanently tormented.

are we going halfsies on cassian’s underwear this winter solstice again .ᐣ

it’s just you and me against the world again, tam - tam.

/ hi, yes it’s me again … dusting off the cobwebs for the fifth time this year. 🙂‍↕️