#vg: drabble

[an-annyeoing-writer]

Jeonghan x Reader: intertwined. [werewolf!AU]

Date of release: 18.05.2025

Word count: 1 713

Tags: a bit of angst, not really a romance, just a bit of casual non-furry but implied werewolf indulgence with pack leader!Jeonghan

Warnings: mentions of violence

The whisper woke you up at night.

It was quiet. It came from somewhere far away, so much that you would confuse it with some neighbor’s voice seeping through the walls if it wasn’t so awfully quiet all around you. Maybe that was why something this quiet served to wake you up. Everything else was silent.

But you couldn’t understand the words. Not the first time it happened. It sounded more like rumbling. You could tell the tone of his voice, the calmness that it resonated with, the stillness, reassurance. But the words just wouldn’t be clear enough for you to understand what he was saying.

But then it kept happening, every single night, waking you up at night and not letting you go back to sleep even if you tried.

By the fifth day, you didn’t understand what was happening and you were starting to become sleep-deprived, because the voice just wouldn’t let you go.

On the sixth day, you finally understood some of the words. They were distant at first, single words reaching your consciousness. You. You. Me. You. The first sentence ripped through you, knocking the air out of your lungs with its intensity.

Where are you?

It was filled with yearning. Impatience. But you felt more than that, felt beyond the voice itself – felt the need to make things right. You felt familiarity.

The following day, the voice didn’t appear, but you woke up at night nonetheless, sensing the aching emptiness within your chest, feeling uneasy with its absence.

On the eighth day, you were filled with anxiety that you somehow knew you were not the source of. It seemed to be coming from afar, reaching you with its fingertips and stinging where it touched. You didn’t go to sleep – you paced around your apartment fully clothed, feeling that you should be ready anytime.

And then the voice appeared again.

They’re close. You need to run.

The days were busy. They occupied Jeonghan’s mind, but they didn’t bring the relief of being able to forget everything else. Nonetheless, he gave them his all.

The group of young wolves wasn’t ready for the life that they had been put in. They lacked experience and knowledge, and most of all �� they didn’t understand what was going on.

Jeonghan did. That’s why the responsibility for the pack was on his shoulders. On his shoulders, and on the shoulders of the other leaders as they reached out to unsuspecting young adults, revealing the new life to them, knowing that it cannot be delayed any longer, that they need to be introduced into the pack as soon as possible because the danger that emerged would not care about their age or readiness.

Those days, all wolves were in danger. That’s why he gathered all the young ones to keep them together. Together, they could handle it. Together, he and other, older wolves would be able to protect them. They would out ways to help them grow stronger, teach them the right ways, to allow them to get accustomed with the new situation.

But at night, all he could think of was that one wolf he couldn’t reach.

He saw her in his dreams long before he knew he needed to find her. He didn’t understand – the ties should have been strong if she engraved herself in his mind so deep. Yet, her will was outside of his influence, and it was gnawing at his mind.

He tried to reach out to her every night, calling out so loud it drained him. When he finally fell asleep from exhaustion, he dreamed about her. He woke up with her face engraved in his memory. The last wolf missing from the pack. He was horrified. All the others were already here, already under his command. But she was somewhere out there, not knowing the danger she was in.

That one night, his instincts were set ablaze. Anxiety was eating him from the inside out, and the danger was in front, behind, under and above. He could feel it.

But he couldn’t see it.

“They’re not here” Seungcheol reassured him. “I’ve had others check the area, there is literally nothing.” He didn’t say it aloud, but Jeonghan could tell – nobody else felt a thing.

That was when it clicked. The danger wasn’t here. Not with them.

You ran down the streets, relentlessly. Your feet ached. So did your head. The voice echoed through it so loud it drowned out all other sounds, and you wanted to cry from the pain it caused, although the urgency of the command was clear. And so you ran.

The streets were empty, main roads splattered with water from recent rains and a fog that was starting to rise before the morning would come, white light scattering through it and making everything in your vision seem eerie and confusing.

You reached an intersection and stopped. Which way to go? Where was the source of that voice? Why did he suddenly go silent…?

The air has been knocked out of your lungs when something collided with your side. For a few seconds, you were flying.

And then you landed painfully on the ground, tumbling a few more meters. Your body exploded with pain you couldn’t locate. Hell, for a few moments you couldn’t even locate the ground, because, when you tried to push yourself up, your head spun so hard it forced you back down.

Something creeped towards you and hovered above you. You heard its claws grind against the concrete, and its low growl get closer and closer.

You slowly lifted your head to meet a pair of black eyes of a creature you wouldn’t even imagine in your nightmares. Its four feather-covered legs ended with claws long like those of a bird of prey, or a reptile, if there existed in this time and space any of such a size. Its mouth was long and ended with flaring nostrils, horse-like, but with its fangs long and ready to tear into your flesh with ease. Its antlers grew above it like a crown, although you had a feeling that they could also be used to pierce a body, if the monster so wanted.

You pushed yourself up and to the side right in time for the claws to connect with the ground where you just were. They crushed the concrete with ease. A scream was tearing at your lungs, but you only stumbled backwards, only to fall back down when your head spun once again. You were still too shaken to understand the extent of injury, but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to run far from this thing.

When it got ready to pounce at you again, you closed your eyes, ready for the teeth to tear you apart.

But then they didn’t.

Somewhere along the way, the voice in your head muted down completely, and all other sounds have disappeared.

But now, the voice was back again.

Murmuring under his breath, a man stood between you and the beast, and the beast bared its teeth at him, although it looked… too scared to take a step forward. Its black silhouette trembled slightly under the white street light that shone upon it.

When he stepped in its direction, the creature started backing off, crumbling under his gaze.

Until, suddenly, it turned around. And ran off.

Silence filled the air. The pain you felt finally materialized in specific parts of your body – tearing at your ribs, echoing through your skull from a wound on your temple, firing up your hands and knees from where they scratched against the concrete during the fall.

The man finally turned around.

You didn’t know what to expect when you heard him speak to you at nights. Maybe it was this, and maybe something entirely different. He stood straight, confidently, proudly even, looking down at you with his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he was judging what he’s seeing.

But he was calm, and you felt that calmness spread to you as well. All anxiety and uneasiness of the past hours suddenly started to wear off as he approached you and crouched down in front of you with a soft smile on his face.

“Hi there” he spoke. You flinched when he reached your face, wiping blood from your eyebrow with his thumb. You swore you never saw this man before in your life. Yet he was as familiar to you as you were to yourself. “Got quite a scare there, hm?”

He furrowed his eyebrows when you didn’t reply and only stared blankly, barely breathing – inhaling hurt. Moving hurt. Trying to get your thoughts together and form a response hurt as well, and so you gave up on trying.

“We shouldn’t stay here” he finally announced. “Can you get up?” He looked you up and down, trying to assess your state. His fingers wrapped around your forearm, and you winced, but he pulled you up until you were standing. Your knees wobbled, threatening to give up and send you back down. “Don’t move for a moment.” His voice sounded different now; it, too, came from his mouth, but the way you heard it was prodding at your consciousness as if coming from within.

And so, you listened. Although your entire body shook, you stood there as he reached and lifted your shirt to take a look at your ribs. If the sight was unpleasant, his face wouldn’t show it. But you felt the blood peel off your skin and your stomach turned at the sensation, your head spun once again, and you felt yourself fall.

The man’s arms were waiting, as if knowing that would happen.

“I got you.”

You felt the words hold a meaning deeper than just that of his arms helping you from falling. A simple sentence, spoken in a light, gentle voice, was a promise, reassuring you that you’re no longer alone, that for as long as he’s there, these arms will keep you from falling and shield you from monsters and any other dangers alike.

From yourself even, if needed.

“You don’t have to worry anymore” he whispered into your ear, cradling you to his chest with a sense of relief you wouldn’t understand. “We’re complete now. I’ll keep you safe.”

Please reblog & comment if you enjoyed! More works on my Masterlist! ❤️

[huntingrays]

quick valgrace drabble bc jason deserves to be a dramatic bf (as a treat!)

“Leo,” a familiar voice whined from behind Leo.

Leo fought off a smile as he turned his head from his blueprints on his desk to look over at his boyfriend.

Leo often compared his boyfriend – Jason Grace – to a dog. He thought this was a very accurate comparison. However, there wasn’t just one dog breed that could fully capture what Jason was like. Like an onion, Jason had layers.

There were moments when Jason was like a wolf. This made a lot of sense since he was raised by Lupa when he was young. This was a side of him that most people saw.

There were moments when Jason was like a golden retriever. Only Leo and his closest friends got to see this side of him. Leo knew how much of an affectionate dork his boyfriend was, but he was surprised by how much he truly was like a golden retriever once they started dating. He would cling to Leo, follow him around, and would beam whenever he saw Leo enter a room.

Then, there were moments like this that only Leo saw. There were moments when Jason let himself be a silly teenage boy. There were moments when Jason displayed dramaticness that could rival that of a husky.

“What’s up, bro?” Leo asked. He observed Jason’s face with a smile, knowing precisely how he’d react to his boyfriend calling him ‘bro’ as a pet name.

Jason reacted exactly as he always did. He let out a small huff as his nose scrunched up. Leo suppressed a laugh at it. Jason decided to set that aside and let out a long, dramatic sigh. He truly matched the energy that dogs had when they sighed as if they just worked a 9-5.

“Leo, come to bed,” Jason whined, reaching out an arm toward Leo.

Leo shifted so he was sitting sideways in his chair and rested his arms over the back of it. Leo rarely got to see dramatic Jason Grace so he’d take his time to relish in it and tease him. “Can’t it wait? I’m very busy right now.”

Jason scowled, a pout threatening to form on his very kissable lips. “I’m your boyfriend. I’m the most important thing in your life, so I should come first.”

Leo couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of his throat at that. He knew that Jason tended to doubt himself and his importance to his friends and lover, so he was glad he could bring it up in moments like these, even if it was to be dramatic and clingy.

“Well, you’re right about that,” Leo said with a teasing lilt in voice. “But you’re always telling me I need to focus on my work more. Now you’re trying to get me to stop because of what you want? You’re a horrible influence, Grace.”

“That doesn’t apply now,” Jason replied with a small huff. “You’ve been working for so long,” it’s been ten minutes, “and I want to cuddle with my boyfriend. You can stop working for a cuddle break. Besides, this is more important and urgent. If you don’t cuddle with me, I will shrivel up and die. Do you want me to die, Valdez?”

“You’ll die?” Leo asked with a laugh. He reached over to his desk to set his pencil down. “I don’t think that’s scientifically possible.”

“It is,” Jason replied huffily. “It’s been medically proven that if you don’t cuddle with your boyfriend when he’s in desperate need of cuddles, then he will die. You can ask Will, he will say I’m right. You have to give me my medically required cuddles before I die.”

It was crazy how a seventeen-year-old boy who was over six feet tall, muscular, and once beat a titan with his bare hands could look so cute. When he saw Jason like this, he felt a thrill of pride and possessiveness that only he got to see him like this. He was the only one who experienced his playful, dramatic side and got to witness the slight pout on his lips or the way he whined for attention.

With a small chuckle, Leo finally stood up and walked over to the bed. “Of course, 'cause Will would never lie about that. Well, I guess I’ll cuddle with you to heal you. It’d be so inconvenient to have to get a new boyfriend. I’m far too lazy for that.”

Jason seemed too happy at the prospect of cuddles to be annoyed by Leo’s comment. He held up the blanket enough for Leo to climb over the covers with him. Leo did just that. Once he was close, Jason wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close.

“I love you,” Jason told him, nothing but pure affection and adoration in his voice.

”I know,” Leo replied, laughing and amusement in his voice.

Jason pouted. Leo couldn’t have that so he leaned in, kissing him. They had a lot of kisses over their relationship, but these were Leo’s favorites. It was sweet, slow, and full of all the love they had for each other. Leo made sure he showed through the kiss just how much he loved Jason, how much he meant to him.

When he pulled away, he cupped Jason’s cheeks, looking into those beautiful blue eyes. “I love you too.” Even if he showed Jason how much he loved him, he liked to be an overachiever at times. He wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to both show and tell Jason that he loved him.

Leo was terrible at remembering things. Thanks to his ADHD, he had both a terrible attention span and an awful memory. He could meet someone new and forget their name within five minutes. He could remember something insignificant like what types were strong against others in Pokemon but forget the date of an upcoming important exam. Leo’s memory was shit.

However, he knew he’d remember the smile that Jason gave him for the rest of his life.

[niamhlavellan]

Niamh Lavellan Masterpost - (WIP)

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ Character Name: ִֶָ☾. Niamh Lavellan ( Formerly known as a Spirit of Curiosity, later Nimue in Ancient Arlathan. ) Pronouns ִֶָ☾.: She/her, Post-VG: any pronouns. (Ancient Arlathan, any pronouns. ) Faction ִֶָ☾.: Inquisition ( Mythal's House in Ancient Arlathan. ) Lineage ִֶָ☾.: Dalish | Clan Lavellan ( Mythal's 'sister' in Ancient Arlathan, i.e given form & body and claimed as such by Mythal. ) Class ִֶָ☾.: Mage | Rift Mage specialization. ִֶָ

࣪ ִֶָ☾. Backstory: ✩₊˚.⋆☾𓃦☽⋆⁺₊✧ what if a wolf girl was born into clan lavellan and they Really Didn't FW those vibes? Will write a Better backstory later when I'm not tired but relevant writings beneath the read more. ☾. AU's: Solatheniassan AU with @tevintersnight's Athena.

Relevant Writings: The Dread Wolf's Heart - story detailing Niamh's life, starts in childhood, will eventually go through & possibly post-Veilguard. Currently has enough relevant backstory for childhood/adolescence/young adulthood, leading up to the start of Inquisition. More is added when the urge to write is there. (Currently going thru a vague rewrite of the first chapter.)

CODEX ON NIAMH LAVELLAN - INQUISITOR A WIP of more in depth headcanons surrounding Niamh's background, life growing up and more. Somewhat organized, intended to be rewritten at some point to be more 'in character' for a codex. TW for child abuse mentions (nothing explicitly written at all), attempted murder, child neglect, emotional. etc. She's got a bit of a sad life! Sorry in advance eheh. (This is also a WIP and a summarized version is first followed by actual codex entries that are being written.)

Supplemental Fics/Misc Drabbles May The Dread Wolf Protect You - following the destruction of Haven, lost and alone in a blizzard and desperate to find the other survivors - A Wolf appears to Inquisitor Niamh Lavellan to protect her - but is it the Wolf that she truly needs to be shielded from?

Written by Others Splintered by Astro/Deciblesque. A Solas POV of In Hushed Whispers. Astro Plays With Barbies Chapter 3 by Astro/Deciblesque - a collection of little drabbles about Niamh/Solas/Felassan Prowl, Dear Fen'Herald by Astro/Deciblesque. Post-Veilguard drabbles of Niamh and Wolp:) Teeth In A Smile, in a Throat by Astro/Deciblesque. NSFW. Niamh/Felassan/Solas post-vg fade.

[bunkernine]

all cleared out 😌

[lanseax]

Daphkass and 22

22. things you said after it was over

She stands at the dock, watching as the Adrestia approaches the coast. Her hand holds onto her sword’s hilt, turning it in small nervous circles. She closes her eyes in frustration as she recalls today.

“I told you if you were caught here ever again I would kill you.” Daphnae’s voice stabs at Kassandra’s heart. 

“I can only do so much. Do you want me to swim to the ship?” Kassandra shakes her head with a frustrated huff.

Daphnae steps forward, her arms close enough she can feel Daphnae’s arm against her own. She turned to face Daphnae, her head lowers as she takes one step forward. Her hand reaches up to Daphnae’s jaw, her fingers run across it as she takes a deep breath. 

“I don’t want to lose you.” Kassandra breathes out.

Daphnae leans her head into the soft touches of Kassandra’s fingertips. “Then do the challenge.”

“I will lose you.” Kassandra shakes her head. “Anyway this goes, I will lose you.”

Daphnae looks back to the woods she had come from. “I love you, Kassandra.”

“I love you, Daphnae.” She places a kiss on Daphnae’s forehead. “What if your kill on sight rules only apply on Chios?”

Daphnae shakes her head. “Kassandra, Artemis’ eyes are everywhere.”

“I guess I’ll just blind a god,” Kassandra admits as Adrestia pulls into the dock, she waits as one of the warriors sets a plank across the ship to the dock. 

She walks across and waits on the other end as she waves the ship to leave. Kassandra walks across the ship, her eyes never leaving Daphnae as the ship pulls away. Kassandra hangs on to the edge of the rope, as she watches Daphnae become smaller she smiles.

“Do not anger the gods Kassandra!” Daphnae shouts from the docks. 

Kassandra smirks, “Come to Sparta to stop me.”

She turns away with a smile and steps up to the helm of the ship. 

[vacantgodling]

Wip Folders Tag

thank you for tagging me @arigalefantasynovels !

Rules:

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, & then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Tag as many people as you have wips

I think for simplicity’s sake i’ll just do paramour & tcol’s wip folders bc i have so many other wips and this would be long as fuck. this is already gonna be long as fuck bc i have so much,,,, so, i will tag @magic-is-something-we-create & @calicojackofficial though if anyone else who sees this and wants to give it a go have at it :3

but without further ado here is my chaotic google drive (put under a cut for convenience)

big title is the wip, indents are folders within the wip folder and bullet points are the docs within.

paramour (beauty and the crimson hamlet)

DRAFT 1

**WORD COUNT SPREADSHEET**

20. half truths

OUTLINES

✨OFFICIAL OUTLINE✨

chapters in terms of the order i want to write them

OUTLINE

requiem for the monochrome

lavendula (paramour spin off—requiem maybe?)

library

lying to yourself (laven’s story)

monochrome plotting

role swap au

A Fool’s Errand

(and these are just rouge in the folder)

an invitation (aloe and hya speak)

company / cinderella “so this is love”

divine

ending / “so you traded your wealth for a paramour”

i will figure out amon if it kills me

lavendula comes for a visit tm

links

masquerade (porn)

midnight query

mine

nerves

tango

tea with eldest nibling

the veneration of the three divines

ties that bind

worldbuilding rambles // to organize later

you can’t love me / confession

THE CHRONICLES OF LATHSBURY (TCOL)

old tcol content (2008 ideas to 2020)

(within this folder there are more folders)

Classes

VGS Class Descriptions

VGS Class descriptions + magic explanation

VGS Classes: Short Explanation

Drabbles and Writing

Erik x David thing

Erik’s Struggles (VGS)

Jihi x Cameron: “you can keep me as long as you want me”

Profiles and Characters

character plotline synopses

TCOL CANON 2021+

(within this folder there are more folders)

city worldbuilding

the city of eros (& argos)

worldbuilding template

lore writings

a king is a shepherd

pinella’s pass & the lady of the mists

sorrow

tempering chaos

the sword of a great hero

whole

your honor — during the battle

novel writings

dark hunter

some kind of beginning idk

TCOL OUTLINE

tcol writings

in the dead of night — clear x forte

quiet — clear x forte pt 2

trying — clear x forte pt 1

why — sommore clear forte bs

(these are just rouge within the main folder)

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categorizing tcol names

character names and general info/importance

descriptions for tcol character gauntlet

historical characters & name meanings/roles

IMPORTANT LINKS

magic explanation (better)

ORACLES AND SHIT

royal family tree(s)

sana, cava, ars

Schools of Terrae

tcol gods

tcol guardians and time periods

TCOL profiles for tumblies

tcol timeline

TCOL: crash course

terrae mythology

Terrae’s Pantheon

THE HISTORY OF TERRAE—presentation

Untitled Spreadsheet

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worldbuilding tidbits and plot points

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 4/12/22

limping, hobbling, stumbling blearily into spring. two screencaps from killing eve in the watching section, so if you want to go into that show completely blind don’t read this post.

listening Macross 82-99′s Grandlife, Highlife (w-Rollergirl) off the album A Million Miles Away. this album on loop and this song in particular got me through a particularly bleak workday on uhhhh thursday

i do love a nice chunky background bass. this is video game music adjacent, future funk maybe? very jet set radio, very space channel 5. it’s a groovy little instrumental track that’s not technically dance music but you can bop along to.

how did i find this: i think if you’re just Around on the internet you’ve probably heard [ 82.99 F.M ] , which i could have sworn was a previous tuesdaysong, maybe from that weird unarchived period in 2019 when i was still figuring out what these posts were and didn’t have a running spotify playlist. much to consider

reading fallow week, so here are three articles i’m thinking about

interview? article about? a franciscan monk who is the ethical advisor to the pope about artificial intelligence

can you bury your gay darlings?

solidarity to all striking etsy sellers

watching not to be an old lady but i am fucking Despondent about how my two bbc shows of choice (killing eve and peaky blinders) have ended.

for peaky blinders,

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for killing eve, i’m just. well. that was a television show. this bit was darling tho

playing okay so you know how some people (not me) meal prep? i have realized that knowing ahead of time what i want to eat for lunch is helpful, bc most of my job right now is deciding where different bits of information go. and the decision fatigue is at like eleven by the time lunch rolls around.

just as i have to literally write “walkies” on my to-do list, i have realized i literally need to prep funtimes to decompress from work. this week, this has looked like finally installing itch.io on the work pc and going through the six gigantic bundles i bought for various charitable reasons, filing things into various folders to play later.

“but kay, isn’t that exactly your day job?”

no. it’s different here. shut up.

anyway that’s how i rediscovered depanneur nocturne (which i also apparently bought on steam at some point?), which i pitched to @andmaybegayer​ as: a tiny cozy game about exploring a magic shop/convenience store to find a gift for your partner who is a deer.

the vibes in this one are Just Nice! a very nice little game that made me quite happy and content for the rest of the evening. the poster work on the walls was absolutely fucking baller, and your partner who is a deer and the shopkeep who is a salamander witch are delightful. not saccharine sweet like some cozy games are, where they’re quite smug about ~*being wholesome*~ and ~*self care*~. this was like a slice of life episode from an anime you half remember and will never find again.

i took screenshots but don’t want to get up and get them off my work computer so here’s one lifted from the itch.io page. not a hundred percent on the game discovery here but i know it wasn’t through work, may have just been me fucking around on steam on my own time

making wrote a double drabble about *checks notes* the two ladies from 1952′s High Noon, bc i think they should have hit da bricks and they Literally get on the same train, this shit writes itself. i have been wailing about this for several days but Why is this is first actual fic for this movie it is SUCH low hanging fruit

also people really liked this post about how i acquired a cool new lamp

also also people yelled at me a lot for this modern noir snippet. you know how sunset boulevard was the rot hidden under the sundrenched decadence of los angeles? what if a modern noir was the rot under influencer culture

[super-marvellous-reads]

Masterlist - October 2020

Links to every single one of the amazing stories I’ve read in October 2020.

Summaries have been provided if the author has written one.

* 1 Oct: May I Request.....A Less Psychotic Trainer? by @imanuglywombat - Steve Rogers x Reader (Marvel). Summary: In the second addition of May I Request, life under the regime of one Steve Rogers, aka, everyone’s favourite blonde Captain, isn’t sunshine and roses. It’s kale and spirulina. And a whole lot of sexy inappropriate thoughts.

* 2 Oct: Blankets by @starryeyedstories - Marcus Pike x Reader (The Mentalist)

* 3 Oct: Three Hearts In A Tangle - Chapter 9 by @mariah-vg - Stucky x Reader (Marvel)

* 4 Oct: Free Time by @littlefreya - August Walker x Reader (MI: Fallout)

* 5 Oct: They’re Gone by @jayankles - John Winchester x Reader (Supernatural)

* 6 Oct: Hot Chocolate by @starryeyedstories - Din Djarin x Reader (The Mandalorian

* 7 Oct: May I Request.......A Time Machine? by @imanuglywombat - Steve Rogers x Reader (Marvel). Summary: In the third addition of May I Request, our reader is out on the mean streets of Harlem kicking ass and taking down names… well, rather, making out with Steve Rogers in bars and trying to infiltrate a weapons of mass destruction dealer. Life undercover isn’t all it’s cracked up to be and tension is mounting. Thank goodness Bucky Barnes is on hand to help out with alcohol. It’s a shame no one can hold their liquor.

* 8 Oct: Rainy Day by @starryeyedstories - Poe Dameron x Reader (Star Wars)

* 9 Oct: Hoodie Stealing by @mostly-marvel-musings - Tom Hiddleston x Reader (RPF)

* 10 Oct: Sundays by @littlefreya - Henry Cavill x Reader (RPF).  Summary: Henry loves lazy Sundays in bed with you

* 11 Oct: Decorate by @steves-on-a-plane - Tony Stark x Reader (Marvel).   Summary: Tony is up late one night working when he finds out that his wife, Reader is also still up. He finds her in the lab, working over some ideas for elaborate Halloween Decor.

* 12 Oct: Yours or Mine by @mrswhozeewhatsis - Sam Winchester x Reader (Supernatural). Summary: Y/N takes on a spell to save Sam.

* 13 Oct: Farmer’s Market by @starryeyedstories - Poe Dameron x Reader (Star Wars).  

* 14 Oct: Geralt & The New Horse by @queenxxxsupreme - Geralt x Reader (The Witcher)

* 15 Oct: Piss Me Off by @jayankles - Jake Peralta x Reader (Brooklyn 99)

* 16 Oct: The Navy Seal Makes A Splash by @jayankles - Steve McGarrett x Reader (Hawaii 5-0). Summary: You thought you were going to have a relaxing birthday, instead Steve enjoys teasing you.

* 17 Oct: Paper Thin by @thelastsock - Henry Cavill x Reader (RPF). Summary: Paper thin walls lead to an interesting result!

* 18 Oct: Secrets by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Henry Cavill x Reader (RPF)

* 19 Oct: Pantyhose by @arlaina28 - Peter Hale x Reader (Teen Wolf)

* 20 Oct: Car Trouble by @becs-bunker - Steve Rogers x Reader (Marvel).  Summary: You think your feelings for Steve are one sided, but when he quickly comes to your aid after some car trouble, you realise you might be wrong.  

* 21 Oct: Teach An Angel New Tricks by @jayankles - Castiel x Reader (Supernatural).  

* 22 Oct: I Had to See You by @toomanystoriessolittletime - August Walker x Reader (MI: Fallout).

* 23 Oct: Hidden Clues by @lovelycavills - Henry Cavill x Reader (RPF).  Summary: Henry has been leaving you with some pretty obvious clues, and in no time you found about it!  

* 24 Oct: I Love Making You Blush by @toomanystoriessolittletime - Tom Hiddleston x Reader (RPF)

* 25 Oct: Marry Me? by @fandomimagines1 - Peter Hale x Reader (Teen Wolf).   Summary: Peter had been madly in love with Y/N since he first came back to Beacon Hills and after finding his daughter Malia he knows exactly what he wants in life and all his plans include her.

* 26 Oct: Tony Stark Drabble by @oracle-written - Tony Stark x Reader (Marvel)

* 27 Oct: You Burned What? by @star-trekkin-across-theuniverse​ - Leonard McCoy x Reader (Star Trek).  

* 28 Oct: Adorable Asshole by @becs-bunker​ - Billy Butcher x Reader (The Boys).  

* 29 Oct: A Headache and A Broken Glass by @queenxxxsupreme​ - Sherlock Holmes x Reader (Sherlock).  Summary: When a case troubles your husband, you know just what will help him.

* 30 Oct: Let Me In by @janeykath318 - Jim Kirk x Reader (Star Trek).

* 31 Oct: Pumpkin Seeds by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan - Bucky Barnes x Reader (Marvel). Summary: You and Bucky get ready for Halloween by carving pumpkins, toasting pumpkin seeds, and making pumpkin butter.

[alexandriteobscuraarchive]

Answer the questions…

Nicknames: Nebraska, a yodeled version of my fuckin name thanks to my xiv chara/oc,  @killtool calls me ‘Doc’ on occasion much to my delight, or (      )-mun that people sometimes use here

Star Sign: Aries---although technically I should be a Leo

Height: 5″2′

Favorite music artists: anime/vg music, Timber Timbre, Chelsea Wolfe, The Magnetic Fields (or any band by Stephin Merritt), Sleater-Kinney, Daniel Knox, Gregory and the Hawk, Now Now, Jack Stauber, The Manchester Orchestra/RAGC, Snail Mail, The Decemberists, etc etc etc...too much music. Also legit anything by the McElroy family. I’m a podcast whore

Last TV show you watched: I’m currently rewatching Counterpart

What kind of stuff do you post: Roleplays/drabbles, aesthetics, musings, nigh incomprehensible ooc posts---usually about my muses or my twitter

Do you have any other blogs: Yes, I have a total of 5

Why did you choose your URL:  it’s based around the primary muse of this blog (Danny) which draws attention to his special---not to mention very, very missing---right eye. I won’t go into any further detail than that to spare everyone

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff?? I haven’t taken a which house are you quiz in ages lmao

Pokemon Team: I don’t play PKG, whoops!

Favorite Colors: Red, green, orange and blue

How many blankets do you sleep with:  I still have my winter blankets on my bed and it’s fuckin June, you do the math

Following: no

Followers: double no

Tagged by: @maskedmuses​

Tagging: @killtool, @ethcrealprince & @royaltywritten​

[sparkles-and-trash]

Next Chapter ~

I’ve been talking quite a bit in riddles these last days, and I’m sorry about that! But I’m finally at a place where I can talk about it, which is very freeing and amazing! 

Part 1 ~ In Real Life 

I am in a pretty complicated situation, health wise. 

I have had three scoliosis surgeries since I was 13, which is a huge thing for a body to go through once, so three times while I kept up with school and competitive showjumping was not the best idea. 

After I finished VGS (High School) I tried to go straight for uni, luckily in my home town, and got very, very sick, was in and out of hospitals for months and they never could figure out what it was, and after another couple of months I was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (CFS).

I was advised by doctors to take a few years off school and work, which in Norway with welfare you can. I was really struggling with it tho, and kept doing online classes and tried uni again, got hospitalized again, got diagnosed with rheumatism, and then I actually took some time off. 

Last May my horse of 8 years passed away, and I lost a big part of my day-to-day life. So this fall I decided to give uni another go, going with the “I’ll start slow and then do more!” idea. 

And like... it was okay? But it was only one day a week, and I needed a lot of time to get better after each day, usually 2 days. 

I’ve been thinking a lot, but struggling with the idea of “giving up”, when me and my mom had a talk last week. 

We talked about how I have Fountain (horse) 2 days a week which I get paid for, and do my writing on commission for online articles and some magazines in Norwegian, and how that is making me happy, and I get to use my brain and body, without being too drained. 

The idea of not chasing a “normal” goal scares the living hell out of me. All through my illnesses my silver lining have been that one day I’ll go to uni and get a normal job. 

For the first time in 6 years I don’t live by that goal. 

I’m really trying to live my life day by day, and be happy that I’m healthy enough to have my small jobs. That I get health care and welfare, so I could save up and get my amazing apartment. 

I have friends who’s amazing and kind and who gives me time and attention even when. disappear for a while. My family, who helps me out when I need it so I still get to keep my dog and have her be exercised and happy no matter how sick I am. 

Right now, that is enough. Maybe it will be enough forever. Maybe not. 

But that’s not for me to worry about right now. 

Right now I’m gonna live. 

Part 2 ~ On the Line 

So, what does this mean for my online life? 

Not much, really! 

Except, I’m going to have more time to spend on here without feeling bad or guilty! 

I’m going to be better at scheduling my days, and I’m going to spend 3 days writing and 2 art-ing, then the other way around, every week. The writing days my goal is to write 500 words a day, no matter if it’s fit or work or just drabbles, I gotta start somewhere! 

As you may have noticed, I also changed the theme and colors and icon on this blog, and I’m currently very happy with it! 

The main projects here now will be the list of fics I have, finishing THaB, and write at least three one-shots I have planned, and finally start working on the new High School AU. 

I’ll also keep posting about outfits and fashion, take you on my journey to get better at digital art, and my interior and first apartment adventure, and I gotta say I’m super moved by how much people seem to care about that?? 

I’m very excited to see where it goes, and I hope you guys will enjoy it too! 

If you ever have something you’d like to talk about, something you’re not pleased with, need to rant, wanna share something good, head canons and idea, whatever, my inbox is like, always open! 

[an-annyeoing-writer]

vampire!The8 x Reader (ft. Jeonghan): carnality.

Date of release: 31.05.2025

Word count: 1 729

Genre: angst

Trigger warnings: mentions of blood & violence; Jeonghan is a lil bit of a bad guy here

His resolve was strong. Or so Minghao believed. He would rather die than hurt someone he cared about, no matter how much the hunger gnawed at him, eating him from the inside out.

He preserved the strengths by not fighting at all. The silver chain that dug into his wrists burned through his flesh and rested against the bone. He couldn’t feel it anymore, although neither could he move his fingers.

When the doors opened, he only opened his eyes to meet his captor’s.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

Jeonghan was not completely evil, Minghao knew. They’ve known each other for years, although not on such a close level, if one could call “close” whatever was happening between the two of them now. Jeonghan was not evil, but he could be cruel. One of them would eventually crack. Although Minghao believed in his resolve, at this point he also would not bet that it would not be him.

He watched curiously as Jeonghan took out a plastic zipper bag. Something was inside. When he opened it, the scent of blood filled the air. Minghao felt his heart beat faster and his mouth – salivate.

He pressed his lips together, but it didn’t take much effort for Jeonghan to pry them open and force a piece of bloodied fabric between his teeth. He held it there with his palm when Minghao tried to spit it out.

He wanted to feel disgusted by it. He should have felt disgusted by it.

But the scent was familiar, and the taste soothed his senses. It filled him so sweetly, although he couldn’t drink it and it was just a reminiscence of flavor lingering on the material. It almost made him forget about the most important thing…

He turned his head hastily and spat the fabric out before Jeonghan could stop him again.

“What did you do to her?”

“I didn’t do anything.” The corner of his lip was lifted in a smirk. Minghao didn’t want to believe him. But he knew Jeonghan, and that’s what terrified him. It terrified him that he was always telling the truth. “She came on her own, asking about you. I told her what the problem with you is.”

“There is no problem with me.”

“I didn’t want you to hurt her if you went into frenzy, so I told her to prepare something for you instead.” He pointed at the bloodied fabric, now discarded on the ground. “But if you want, I can bring her here. Do you want it? Do you want to see her, Hao? Do you want to smell her from up close?”

“I’m not going to drink from her.”

“Then it shouldn’t be a problem if I bring her here, right?”

When Jeonghan got up to leave, Minghao wished to stop him. It was at the end of his tongue – the plea to not come back, to not risk that he’ll lose control.

But he couldn’t say it out loud. His hunger was blinding him.

You were pacing around the room nervously, wondering what would happen next. Different scenarios ran through your mind as you tried to hastily put a band aid to the fresh wound on your forearm. You could have sat down to do this, but you felt too nervous, and you just couldn’t force yourself to stay still.

It took ages before the door opened and Jeonghan walked in. You vaguely noticed a bit of dirt on his fingers, but the cloth you left him with was nowhere in sight. He was moving elegantly, smoothly – contrasting with the way you felt.

“How is he?” you asked, stepping towards him. “Did he take it?”

Jeonghan smiled. There was something unsettling about that smile. Like he didn’t share your worry and only toyed with your fear.

“He wants to see you.”

Something inside you screamed, telling you not to believe in a word he said.

But you knew that whether with his word or not, you’d want to see Minghao, no matter what state he was in. Or maybe especially now that he was suffering so much.

He felt the scent even before he saw you coming. The metallic smell overwhelmed his senses, filling him with hunger, making him for a brief moment forget that there was a person behind it, a person he was so desperately wanting to keep safe from himself.

When Jeonghan reached his cell and let you inside, his eyes automatically landed on your forearm and all he could think of was the memory of flavor on his tongue, although dissipated completely by that point.

You looked uncertain as you entered, but a quick glance at his burned wrists made you want to run towards him instantly, distress clear on your face.

“Don’t get close” he rumbled. You wouldn’t have listened, but Jeonghan wrapped his fingers around your wrist, keeping you from approaching him.

Minghao felt a pang of anxiety fill his chest. Of all people, he wouldn’t expect Jeonghan to be the one to keep you at a safe distance. Which meant that he had something on that wicked mind of his, and that could only mean trouble.

Before he could process what was happening, Jeonghan grabbed the band aid that protected your wound and pulled it off roughly. You winced, haste movement irritating the surface of the wound and making it bleed again.

Minghao didn’t say a word. He didn’t even move, eyes fixated on the burgundy as Jeonghan dragged his palm across the cut. You were in pain, he could tell – not too much, but he was only making it worse, and you eventually tore yourself out of his hold. But Jeonghan didn’t even spare you a glance, walking up to Minghao and wiping the blood covering his palm on the man’s mouth.

It took all of Minghao’s willpower to not lick his lips.

You stood behind him, holding the cut with your other hand. There was confusion written all over your face, surprise at Jeonghan’s audacity, at his lack of care in how you would feel. He seemed so careful, so tender with you before – so much that you believed in his good intentions. But now you thought you were just gullible.

When Jeonghan turned around to finally face you, you felt fear fill you more than ever before. But you stood rooted to the ground as he reached towards you and grabbed your arm, pulling him in, keeping you barely outside of Minghao’s reach.

Minghao’s face was dark. His eyes glistened.

You weren’t sure if he was there still, or if his instincts were taking over.

But it was good, you thought. It was right. That was the purpose of it, right? To help him feed. To help him accept what he became and not starve himself any longer. You would go to the end of the world and beyond, if only to make sure he treated himself well. That he did what he needed to do.

Jeonghan didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to.

He could have.

He chose to stay silent as he pulled you into him and leaned down. You didn’t have enough time to react – frankly, he wouldn’t give you the opportunity to. When he bit into your shoulder, his dark eyes fixated solely on Minghao’s, you knew that there was nothing you could have done to begin with, that you were nothing but a puppet in his hands, getting toyed with and ordered around to his liking, to the twisted plan he created to get Minghao on his side.

Pain blossomed from your shoulder, all the way down to the tips of your fingers, paralyzing you. It was unfamiliar, overwhelming. Your mind went blank for a few long moments, shock freezing you to the core as you struggled to process what was happening. Your breath got caught in your throat.

“Stop it” you heard Minghao’s voice falter. But when you managed to glance toward him, although his face wore a worried expression, his eyes were fixated on your shoulder. His muscles were straining against the silver chains, wanting to finally break free. You couldn’t comprehend the pain he must have felt. Your own agony must have been almost intangible… “Jeonghan, enough!”

Jeonghan ripped his teeth out of your shoulder, sparing him a wide, bloody grin. Blood ran down his chin and dripped on his shirt. To a normal person, it would’ve looked disgusting.

Minghao’s mouth watered.

“Your turn.”

He grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled forward. You landed on your knees with a thud.

Minghao, although with his wrists chained up against the wall, was looking at you from above now. It was a losing battle for him. You sobbed, but the sound didn’t reach him. Yet, he didn’t move from his spot.

And he didn’t have to. Jeonghan grabbed you once again, this time by the roots of your hair, not even remotely considering the pain blooming in every part of your body at this point.

He didn’t hesitate, not even a second, before forcing your neck right into Minghao’s lips.

Like this, the battle was lost. The last string of resolve broke effortlessly and Minghao’s teeth buried in your soft flesh, like a starved animal just wanting to quench its hunger, not like the person you loved and cherished.

You felt – sensed – him change. You let out a small, weak whimper as his fangs crushed your tendons. If Jeonghan only did not care for how you felt, Minghao dived his teeth into you with the sole purpose of tearing the living flesh off your body. You were lightheaded – from pain or blood loss, you wouldn’t know. You felt small. Irrelevant. Tangled into their story as a mere tool for the plot to unfold.

What you were too dazed to feel, was Minghao’s becoming stronger with every gulp of your blood that flowed in his mouth. His arms found the power to rip through the silver chains and wrap around your body instead.

But he couldn’t stop. He was too deep in.

He felt the strength. The comfort. He swore that your blood would have no control over him, but at that point, that promise didn’t matter. He craved nothing else but… everything.

Minghao’s resolve was strong.

But his resolve right now was to never let himself feel weak again.

Please reblog if you enjoyed and check out my masterlist for more SVT fics. And, of course, follow if you would like to read more in the future. Thank you for your time!

[summoner-stones]

MASTERLIST UPDATED 4/7/19

Masterlist containing every prompt I’ve made so far all in alphabetical order! For a total of 193 prompts!

Alfonse

Fluff

Insecure Summ

Unrequited Feelings for Summ

Snuggle Headcanons

Why would anyone like me?

Summ flirting

Alf walking on shirtless m!Summ

Making up after a fight

Henriette catching Alf and Summ acting as couple

Summ gets injured in battle

First Fight

Gustav catching Alf and Summ acting as a couple

Doting Summ

Summ x M!Summ (SMUT)

Secret Admirer F!Summoner

Summ makes Alf chocolate

Alf gets relationship advice from Sigurd, Chrom, Hector and Eliwood

Alf x f!Summoner (SMUT)

Alf gets jealous over the gifts f!Summoner gets

Alf gets chocolates just for him

Modern!Au with Alf and M!Summ

Angst: Summoner runs away from Alfonse

Summoner sticking up for Alfonse

Summoner with stomach aches

Alphabet Ask

More Fluff Alphabet Ask

Yandere HC’s

Unrequited Alfonse dealing with Summ’s S/O

trans male Summoner w/support from Alfonse

Walking in on F!Summoner bathing

Loki disguising as Summ to tease Alfonse

Summoner comforting Alfonse after seeing dead Gustav

Hel cursed Alfonse yelling at f!summoner

Partners in Crime

Happily Married Couple

Friends with Benefits (suggestive content)

Summ comforting grieving Alfonse

April Fool’s Prompt: Summ screaming out Homer Simpson

Ghost Rumors in the castle

Alfonse Injury Recovery

Drabble: Kiralfonse Raffle

King Alfonse x F!Summoner f*** on the throne (SMUT)

Alfonse kissing disguised Summoner Loki

Summoner listening to Alfonse’s heartbeat

Summoner and Alfonse get injured in battle, Alfonse carries them to medical tent

Vampire Summoner

Alfonse proposing

Summoner with bad nightmares

Flirty Summ confessing

Jealous Alf because Summ hangs out with Marth, Ike, and Chrom

Shy Summoner

Lovestruck Alfonse blurting the truth to the Summoner

Alm

Ask Game

Anna

Betting Pool on who gets with Summoner

Valentine’s Confession

Summoner who’s good with money

Askr Trio

Possessed Summ

F!Summ dealing with period

Askr Trio help with math exams and studying

Askr Trio reacting to modern items

Summoner with bad habit of bottling up emotions

Helping a disabled Summoner

Trio babysit Summoner

Azura

Azura confessing to M!Summoner

Bruno

Join the Order

Bruno confesses to Summoner

Fluffy Bruno x Summoner

Camilla

Ask Game

Chrom

Chrom is Summ’s Secret Admirer

Clair

Summoner x Clair HC’s

Corrin

M!Summ falling for Adrift Corrin

F!Corrin with Insecure Summ

M!Summ cheering M!Adrift Corrin in VG

M!Adrift Corrin cheering up sad Summ

F!Corrin confessing

Love Letter from Adrift M!Corrin

M!Corrin cheering up F!Summ over VG

F!Corrin with M!Summoner that couple who won’t admit that they like each other, but obviously do

Duma

Summoner petting Duma’s horns

Eir

Falls for the Summoner

Summoner x Eir Fluff HC’s

Elise

Summoner sibling-like

Eliwood

Eliwood crush on Summoner HC

Eliwood going to McDonald’s

Ephraim

F!Summ overworking herself

Ask Game

Reacting to flirty Summoner

Gaius

Summoner with candy addiction

Gaius confessing to Summoner

Indirect candy kiss

Grima

Headcanons w/Summ

M!Grima falling for M!Summ

Summoner with bad nightmares

M!Grima with insomniac Summoner

M!Grima fighting over a shy summoner

Hector

Crush on Summ

Helbindi

Summ gives Helbindi spicy chocolates

Henry

Summoner and Henry make chocolates

Ask Game

Hrid

Why would anyone like me?

Smol Summoner intimidated by Hrid

Summoner’s Hands are cold as icicles

Inseparable Sweethearts

Ask Game

Trans Male Summoner w/Hrid

Love Letter

Confession to M!Summoner

HC’s with small and feisty M!Summoner

Vampire Summoner

First Date

Ike

Insecure Summ

F!Summoner asking Ike to stay the night

Summoner self-conscious over scars

Berserk Ike with F!Summ

Summoner doesn’t want to go home

Innes

That couple who won’t admit that they like each other, but obviously do

Jakob

Insecure Summ

Ask Game

Kaze

Crush on Summ

Keaton

Ask Game

Kliff

Star-crossed lovers

Lazlow

Crush on Summ

Lif

Secret Admirer with sad Summ

Lissa

Prank War

Lewyn

Inseparable Sweethearts M!Summ

Leo

Insecure Summ

Insomniac Summoner

Love Confession

Romantic HC’s with unskilled Summ

Lon’qu

Confesses to F!Summoner in gardens

Reacting to flirty Summoner

Lon’qu going to Mcdonald’s

Lyon

Lyon gives Summ chocolates

Naesala

Vampire Summoner

Nowi

Summoner Sibling-like

Odin

Crush on Summ

Owain

M!Summ S/O HC’s

Peri

Romantic HC’s

Raven

Raven going to Mcdonald’s

Reinhardt

Summoner shaving Rein’s mullet

Reinhardt Fluff

Reinhardt going to McDonald’s

Buenos Dias Reinhardt

Summoner comforting Rein over mullet

Reyson

Summ tending for wounded Reyson

Rhajat

Fluff with F!Summ

Rhajat tricking others

Robin

Platonic Friendship HC’s

M!Grima and M!Robin fighting over a shy summoner

M!Robin pining over F!Summ

Monopoly.

Roy

Parent and Child

Ryoma

Small Summ with smart mouth

Insecure Summ

Birthday Hc’s

Love Letter

Soft HC’s

Sais

Monopoly

Seliph

Proposing to Summoner

Sharena

Valentines’s Confession

Shigure

Waiter!Shigure

Sigurd

Roomates

Silas

F!Summoner gives Silas Valentine’s Gift

Ask Game

F!Summ teasing Silas (SMUT)

Soleil

Reacting to flirty Summoner

Soren

Won’t admit they like each other

Monopoly

Takumi

Insecure Summ

Takumi confessing

Ask Game

Takumi learns Uno

Takumi plays rhythm game

Tibarn

Vampire Summoner

More Vampire Summ

Even more Vampire Summ

Tibarn hugs

Tibarn interupted by both Grima’s 

Veronica

Join the Order

Xander

Insecure Summ

Why would anyone like me?

Insomniac Summoner

Thirsty f!Summ

Birthday HC’s

Summoner doesn’t want to go home

Human FEH x Xander

Zelgius

Smoll summoner confessing

Small F!Summoner wearing lingerie (suggestive)

Love Letter

Ask Game

Future Daughter

Summoner calling Zelgius Dad

Summoner doesn’t want to go home

[breidabliks-chosen-blog]

O^O now to sit here paranoid.

[6kurenai1yukari]

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[lanseax]

How about a prompt for Kass introducing Daph to her family?

Kassandra holds Daphnae’s hand as they reach the treeline of the small forest around Kassandra’s childhood neighborhood. Daphnae freezes in her place as she looks out over the houses that surround Kassandra’s home. 

“I can’t do it.” Daphnae whispers. 

Kassandra rolls her eyes and turns back to Daph. “Daphnae, you are the bravest woman I’ve met, and I’ve met Athena herself.”

“You always tempt the gods’ wrath,” Daphnae says with a shy smile. 

Kassandra smiles, leaning her forehead against Daph’s own forehead. “Only for you, my love.”

Daphnae looks over Kassandra’s shoulder and sighs. “I’ve killed dozens of Spartans, your father, and adoptive brother are going to hate me.” 

“They don’t know it was you, besides, if they try anything I’ll kill them.” Kassandra chuckles and tugs Daphnae out of the woods into the neighborhood.

Daphnae lets out a fake gasp of shock, “No you wouldn’t.” She lightly slaps Kassandra’s arm.

Kassandra simply chuckles as they weave through the streets, Daphnae stays close to Kassandra. They make it to Kassandra’s front door and Kass lightly raps on the door before pushing it open slightly. 

In the large open area sits a table to the left side of the open floor house, a few tables line the wall near the dining table. Kassandra smiles as she sees her family look up from the table. Myrrine turns her head over her shoulder, she was standing at a table against the wall chopping at something obscured from the rest of them. 

“Lamb!” Myrrine shouts out and sets down the knife before turning around to walk towards Kass. 

“Mater!” Kassandra spreads her arms, letting go of Daphnae’s hand to embrace her mother. 

Myrrine kisses Kassandra on the cheek and hugs her before pulling back, looking over Kassandra’s shoulder to see Daphnae. “Who have you brought, little lamb?” 

Kass steps back from her mother to put a hand around Daphnae’s waist. Daphnae leans into the touch, gaining some courage from Kassandra’s proximity. 

“Mater, this is Daphnae. She’s my,” Kassandra looks over at Daphnae and smiles, “She’s mine.” 

Myrrine hums in a teasing tone and steps towards Daphnae. “Are you hungry, little deer?”

Daphnae looks up to Kassandra and as Kass shakes her head, “Famished.”

Myrrine puts an arm around Daphnae and pulls her towards the table. “Alexios, go grab the bench.” 

Alexios slides out of his chair and walks to a corner where a bench is set up with cushions and blankets. He tosses them off and brings it to the other side of the table for Daphnae and Kassandra. Kassandra follows her mother and Daphnae to the bench. Myrrine starts to slice out some venison and place it on plates for Daphnae and Kassandra. 

Kassandra leans towards Daphnae. “I told you it would all be well.”

Daphnae looks to Kassandra and leans on her shoulder, “I love you.”

“I love you.” Kassandra kisses the top of Daphnae’s head.

Once Myrrine sits down the family begins to eat again and Daphnae begins to learn about Kassandra’s adventures in the woods behind their house as a child and her unusual antics as a kid.

[yuhl]

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mun directed questions ! / @beastbastard

  1.  if  you  had  to  change  your  character’s  FC  for  one  day,  who  would  you  pick?  

                              SDF  IDK  is  it  lame  if  i  say  i  really  don’t  know  !  i  don’t  rly  have  one  in  mind  for  jinx  ,  i  for ��the  most  part  have  decided  to  stick  with  her  vg  appearance.  :>

13.  do  you  write  fiction  ever  other  than  rping?

                              i  do  !!  it’s  just  a  bunch  of  drabbles  either  for  myself  or  for  others.  i  ...  one  time...  wrote  me  and  my  2  friends  in  the  L4D2  universe  &  it  reached  about  45  some  pages.  my  muse  feels  a  bit  thin  these  days  so  it’s  hard  to  figure  out  where  to  direct  it  -  i  think  i  should  try  my  hand  at  more  personal  drabbles  actually  to  rmbr  why  i  love  to  write!

21.  do  you  think  about  your  threads  and  your  character  when  you  aren’t  roleplaying?  How  and  for  how  long  on  average?

                                HM,  yeah  and  prob  not  in  the  best  way  tbh  sdfs,  it’s  a  bit  of  anxiety  bc  my  memory  captures  what  i  owe  and  whats  sitting  in  my  inbox/drafts  and  im  like  hhrrk  i  need  to  get  that  done  but  when  and  how  and  i  don’t  want  people  to  feel  ignored  !!  

35.  do  you  ever  read  other  people’s  NSFW  rp  threads?  (be  honest!)

                              YAH  LOL  I  DO.  well  it  depends  honestly  on  the  writing  and  who  it  is!  i  consider  nsfw  to  be  one  of  my  shakiest  writing  tones  because  i  personally  am  demisexual  so  in  its  raw  form  i  can  feel  a  bit  lost.  SO  it  is  nice  to  kinda  learn?  observe?  what  others  write.    

42.  do  you  like  to  answer  open  starters?

                                kinda  kinda  !  if  they’re  small  and  easy  to  reply  to  i  absolutely  welcome  the  chance  to  take  a  break  and  do  some  one-liners  especially  since  some  of  my  best  ships/rps  have  come  from  developing  from  one-liners.  i  also  actually  like  writing  opens  and  having  people  reply  as  well!

55.  what  do  you  like  to  do  as  you  reply  to  threads?  Listen  to  music?  Have  TV  on?  Complete  silence?  Dark  room?  etc.

                                    i  like  having  a  show  on  that  i  don’t  have  to  pay  attention  to  or  some  music  IF  the  music  is  what  inspired  the  muse  to  begin  with!  my  adhd  makes  it  rly  difficult  to  focus  in  general  like  i’ll  stop  writing  to  go  refresh  tumblr  or  look  at  my  phone.  anything  that  softly  occupies  my  attention  while  i  try  to  focus  on  writing  is  my  goto  :>  

60.  who’s  a  roleplayer  (or  writer)  you  think  you  have  learned  a  lot  from?

                                  MNNN  it’s  hard  to  say  ...  i  read  a  lot  of  books  as  a  growing  kid  and  teenager  and  i  still  try  to  keep  up  -  the  most  important  lesson  i’ve  learned  in  writing  is  that  sometimes  simplicity  can  sound  more  elegant  than  something  dense  and  complex.  i  used  to  write  v  purple  and  nothing  is  wrong  with  that!  but  finding  the  flow  of  words  and  diction  are  way  more  important  to  me  now  than  before.