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[darkstarkiller]

Hi all! Hope we are well, gonna try and do some stuff on this blog during the next few days, I have to find a way to manage my threads and stuff and also muse. Due to my medication I am very tired after doing a few replies, any advice would be appreciated.

Highest muse is for Jim @kingofthewebxxx and Axel @macabrec0uture, all Axel asks and threads are being moved over. Shall keep you updated on what’s going on with this blog. Just struggling with muse here at the moment

Have a good rest of the week!

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Quick note, Axel is now moved to a sideblog @macabrec0uture so if you would like to interact with him please follow him there

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❝You're not a king, Alistair. So stop pretending like you are.❞ - for king Alistair

“Truly? Am I not wearing a large overbearing crown and spending periods of the day sitting on an uncomfortable oversized chair listening to boring conversations about what kind of cheese should be served to the guests in three weeks from the current date, if that doesn’t make me a king then nothing will.” There were much more important conversations to be had. Alistair had never wanted the throne, his dream had been to live out his days with the wardens, no matter how much death and tragedy he had seen during the Blight. It was during that time he lost Duncan who in many ways was more than a role model, he was a father to him. Alistair had yearned to be what the wardens needed, to give hope to others like Duncan had, yet instead, fate had decided to make him King of Ferelden as well as Arl Eamon and a few others. It was a position he had never asked for, one instead he had accepted due to the uncertainty the alternative had brought. With those thoughts at the back of his mind, he turned to the stranger. “There is more to me than wearing the crown. I am a grey warden, a grey warden who still holds our values dear even as a king. In war, victory. In peace, vigilance. In death, sacrifice. My vigilance on the welfare and protection of the people of Ferelden will never end, no matter what background they come from, you can be sure of that.”

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❝You know, you're lucky you're a Grey Warden. It makes your incompetence almost charming.❞ - to Alistair

Crossing his arms, Alistair gave him his best hard stare, eyebrows furrowed, eyes doing their utmost to convey a message of the other being in the wrong. However, Alistair had a slight awkwardness to his manner that stemmed from the amount of confidence he had in himself which was something he buried deep, in recent years he had become separated from those he was once close to, he had learned in the past not to be too trusting, even of family. “You are even more unwelcoming than some mages when they discover I have Templar training! Not as unwelcoming as Morrigan used to be though, you have quite a way to go.” He has endured a long journey and the last thing he needed was a confrontation with a stranger, the Grey Wardens already had enough to deal with. “Although if you are expecting for me to charm perhaps offer me some wine first, it’s been a while since I had little drinkies” he said, lips turning into a grin as a twinkle returned to his eyes. 

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Quick note, have been seeing the create your own Christmas tree website circulating again as a dash game

Please do not use it steals your data and does not allow you to delete account

Something that was found out last year

Take care all

[darkstarkiller]

SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

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The witch was looking for new sources of power and those he could make use of, allies he called them. For some time he had been tracking those of interest and Anya was of specific interest for he had developed a keen interest in phoenixes. In all of his tomes and those he had stolen from the archives of the witches, a long-forgotten place only a select few had access to, there was not much he had learned after three years of study. Axel had used good old-fashioned methods to track her down, locator spells, his contacts, the most startling discovery was the bracelet he wore on his left wrist, made of dragon bone and in the middle, a pearl that could detect creatures if enough focus was given. He had been cheeky, not trying too hard to avoid her gaze, as he came into her sight, he waved his fingers on his right hand. “Axel Locket, pleasure I’m sure, although I’m much more interested in who you are.” 

@fortitudina

Starter for @darkstarkiller | Anya & Axel.

DO YOU EVER GET the impending sense of being followed? Well, Anya had been getting just that as she'd wandered through the woodland on her way home from her walk. The walk had been to clear her head; to escape the house for a little bit and get some fresh air and time alone, however, for half of her journey back, she'd felt far from alone.

The young phoenix paused and studied the air. Though at first her head did not turn, her eyes glanced as best as they could toward her shoulder. Someone was definitely there. Why was she being followed? What did they want? It was far from a coincidence when the feeling had remained, no matter the twists or turns taken. She heeded caution but slowly, she turned on her heel to look behind, confusion lacing her brow as her eyes settled on the other now before her. " Who are you? "

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❝Horny daddy, huh?❞ for Axel (@devorantescorda)

“Yes daddy, what would you have preferred? Sex on legs? Fuck daddy, ride or die? I could go on all day, the point is I love your body and the rest is very sexy too. I expect a ten again tonight, don’t hold back, make it hurt.”

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Ethan stands in Axel's door, which had been opened a few moments before, and held his hand to his right side. His clothing was already sodden with his own blood from the stab wound that he had received. He reaches out with a bloodstained hand to cup Axel's face and then tries to speak but the only thing he gets out is "Ax..." before crumpling into the other man's arms.

@lcstxsculx (Ethan for Axel)

Axel had smiled once he had opened the door to reveal Ethan, it soon became a frown and then pure rage as he saw he was badly injured. “What happened to you? Whoever did this I’ll fucking tear them apart until there is nothing left!” He yelled, dragging him indoors, closing and locking the door with a flick of his wrist as he laid his hands on the wound, his hand glowing as he healed it. Running a hand through his hair he laid a few kisses on his cheek as he held him, attempting to provide some comfort. 

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“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “ from Isabella @pleinsdemuses

With a sigh he pulled the other werewolf closer, wrapping his arms around her, and nuzzling her neck gently. “My wolf, I know how it feels, it can be so easy to forget yourself, you are important, valued and ever so beautiful.” He kissed her cheek softly before running his nose across her skin, taking in her scent. “You don’t need to hide when you are with me, let the wolf be free, I know you may think it is something to be controlled but it is part of you Isabella, don’t restrain it.” Eyes glowing a warm yellow he slowly moved his hands down, squeezing her hips. “Tell me what you need and I'll give it to you, talk to me. Don't be scared” he whispered against her skin, nibbling on her ear. “I can become wild when I get started but if you want us to take our time, we can do that.”

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❝To hold the 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 of humanity is to carry both its 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 and its 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯, a balance I was never meant to bear.❞

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs ᴏɴʟʏ, ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ʙʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ Gabriel Hayes ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ Lou, +21, she/her

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PAUL MESCAL Saturday Night Live | December 7th, 2024

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"I don’t care about love, Axel. I care about control. And you… you’re the most tempting thing I’ve ever wanted to break." @devorantescorda

“Isn’t it ever so good that I don’t love you then, would have been a killjoy to the whole affair. I’ve had men like you before and I’ll tell you now, all of them have ended up dead, you may be tired of hearing it but lying to you, hellfire! You wouldn’t spank me for a week, that wouldn’t do.” He sat in the rather lush chair he had bought since he had moved in, one leg crossed over the other as he rested his head onto the knuckles of his right hand. “Love is one dull emotion, what I feel for you is much saucier than that and you know it, so what are you waiting for, destroy me.” His tongue ran over his lips, almost tasting the agony coming his way, he would have it no other way, it was them. 

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Am currently making a dystopian world based on a dream since it was so strange and with the funny bits taken out or in could also be a comedy. On later after the brain is satisfied

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He licks his lips as he takes a step closer. “Why anyone would harm a beautiful hair on your head, the idea of it makes me want to do bad things.” Axel wanted them to devour each other in the depths of passionate fury. “Perhaps we should do something much more tasty, what of a ritual to bind us together. What do you think?” The witch pulled down his collar to give Ethan more room to bite. “You can always draw blood from me, I certainly won’t make too much of a fuss.”

@doctorserialkiller

"Gentle? I haven't known anything gentle for a long time and I had a good childhood so I can't complain about that messing up my future now can I? I have a way of making people around me want to do violence to my person just by breathing...it's a good thing that I like drawing blood as much as they do." Ethan tilts his head to the side and looks up into Axel's eyes "I would be interested in that actually it'd be better than just having you for one night and then leaving."

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from Gabriel, the darker are from the hunter

“Come and get me, before I come to you in your nightmares”

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❝I will not report to your mother as long as you don't put your life at risks.❞ - from Gabriel

“Ding dong, you have a deal hunter”