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//Hope you all had a great Christmas and wishing you the best for 2025! I'll soon open asks again, answer them and roleplay soon I hope 🙏//

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Who's your favorite harry potter character?

"To be honest...I'm not fan of Harry Potter. I'm more into Sci-Fi. You wouldn't stand me if we watched Harry Potter together anyway."

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//saving for later. And if you want to try 😂//

╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Hugs, Cuddles, & Snuggles ! a set of generic hug prompts, tailored for fluff & softness !

please specify if sender or receiver is doing the action, when sending in the prompt !

* picking them up to spin them around, then holding them tightly as they are set down * nuzzling against their shoulder * hugging them tightly & burying face against their neck * running into an embrace * running into an embrace, and managing to tackle them with the force of the impact * big spooning * little spooning * hugging tightly, hopping up and down with joy * hugging … but when they try to move away, tightening the hug and refusing to let go * hugging to comfort ; brushing away tears, rubbing gentle circles into their back, holding them tightly * hugging, and giving them a kiss on the forehead * snuggling … and stealing the blankets * waking up from a nightmare and instinctively moving to cuddle them * sleepy snuggles * falling asleep on the couch, snuggled together * doesn’t know how to cuddle, but tries to follow their lead * unfamiliar with being hugged … but melts when they hug * the delay between the surprise of being hugged, and then melting into & returning the hug

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Stephen didn't push further. He got informations he needed and he wouldn't push her to tell him things she didn't want to.

"I don't know if I can help you and to be honest, I'm not sure I want to... But if you want to go to Kamar-Taj. I must warn you, Mordo is Sorcerer Supreme. So I don't know how he would react knowing you can travel multiverse. Be careful."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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//Your Stephen is a werewolf??? So cool.

Would you RP him with any characters other than Wong? I'm thinking like a completely non-magical person (adult, but younger than your Stephen) who just got turned and desperately needs some guidance about how to live going forward.//

//Hey ! Sure we can do RP together if you wish 🙏 But I like to settle things in private messages if that's okay for you. So we know where we go 😊//

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"As fine as possible. As you can see." he gave his belly a playful pat. "I enjoy retirement."

He paused a short moment then his tone turned softer.

"You were looking for me...but...what do you expect from me? Because I'm not like any other me you could have met before."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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//I'm happy I could doodle a bit. I'll probably make a mini follow up on my ipad for the werewolf one. I wish I could find a Wong to interact with...imagine the chaos with werewolf Stephen 😂//

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His eyes darkned for a short moment as he thought about what to say. He didn't want to think about what happened, it hurt too much. He took a deep breath then spoke again with a softer but also saddened look.

"Things...happened. I left Kamar-Taj and sorcery, for good. Now I try to find my peace."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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Stephen chuckled gently.

"I can't even blame you for thinking that. I know I kind of look like a grizzly bear who likes his peace." He paused as he chugged down the rest lf his beer. "I couldn't just let you on your own in such a bad taste."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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A bit later, he came back with a bowl of chicke soup and gently put it on the coffee table near the couch.

"It's okay if you don't finish it all. Just..." he went to sit on his armchair and grabbed his beer bottle again, "Try to have the half. You need the energy to heal."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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"I like to keep the mystery alive." He gave her an exagerated blink then headed to the kitchen. "Get some rest, I'll prepare you something."

For now he had no intention to tell her about his... other form. Not especially after the attack she went through.

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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"Talent." He said with a cocky but playful smirk, patting his belly "Let's say I had more time to studies different stuff..."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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Stephen's eyes widened.

"So...You're really a multiverse traveler?" he couldn't help but make both a nervous and dumbfounded chuckle.

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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"Don't try to bullshit me." He looked at her eyes with intense blue eyes, as if he was able to scan her soul. "I can tell something is off with your aura."

He was feeling bad for pushing her in her state, but he needed to know. To understand, to help better. And maybe, deep down in a selfish way, make sure his past wasn’t coming back at him.

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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"It's been some years now that I'm not New-York's Sanctum Master anymore. So either you were off this world for quiet a long time, or..."

He stopped as he thought about what he was going to tell, barely believing it himself.

"Or you're not from this world."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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Stephen looked suprised and took a good look at the cane who just appeared and nodded, approving the technique.

"Well, not really...very few here. I chased most of them some time ago. So I was a bit surprised."

Stephen was relieved though, as he was guarding during the night in his wolf form, he heard nor seen anything so the monster probably ran away the moment Dela entered his territory.

"So...you still didn't tell me why you were looking for me."

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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"I had my fair share with those creatures and the wounds they inflict are quiet distinctive." He walked behind her, in case she would need support. "And you got lucky indeed. You must have been very well trained, both physically and mystically."

He gently prompted her to go back to the couch.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

The sound of something stumbling onto the porch disturbs the quietness of the night. A woman has fallen by the door. She is covered in dirt, bruises and blood, her long dark hair is a mess and so are her clothes. The leather jacket on her body was wrecked, showing three large, brutal slashes on her back. She doesn’t move. Her breathing is shallow. Her hands are covered in blood. The left hand has an odd double-fingered ring and the right one holds an ensaguined dagger like it was a lifeline.

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Stephen was reading peacefully in his armchair near the fireplace, sipping on a warm tea. But he suddenly felt like he was having goosebumps, his instinct on full alert. Something is wrong. Then, he heard noises outside. He almost jumped from his armchair and rushed to his door and opened it, ready to act. Then, he saw the wounded woman on the floor.

His eyes went wide and he rushed by her side, checking on her wounds. He knew those lacerations, it was the work of a lycan. He thought he chased them away, what happened ? Then he saw the sling ring the young woman wore. Is she a sorceress ?

He carefully wrapped her in his jacket to protect the wounds and apply some pressure to stop the bleeding before lifting her up in his arms and carried her in his house where he gently laid her down on his couch and started cleaning her wounds.

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