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Magnus studied Rand's movements his eyes tracking something not completely visible to them. He seemed to nod to himself as he was watching it all go through Rand and to the target. "Not bad for a first attempt." He gave him a little encouraging smile before stepping closer. "Your power seems like it is overwhelming you more so than you controlling it." He observed out loud.

The warlock reached out and adjusted Rand's stance slightly giving him a stronger base to keep his balance with. "Try again. This time breathe through your movements and direct your breath as you would your power." Perhaps that would help with the control that he needed. It was all about tweaking things to where they would make sense and be helpful for Rand to use.

His eyes widened somewhat at the demonstration, something surprising filling him when he noted it then he turned to look at Magnus. "I can try that." he answered before he settled himself back into the moment just as Magnus had shown him. A moment passed as he tried his hardest to reach down inside of him and focus on the instruction.

It took a bit longer than Magnus had, his own torrent of power somewhat uncontrollable inside of him, before he did as he had been shown. it hadn't been so focused and it hadn't done with quite as much finesse but it had been done. "How was that?"

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Missandei admittedly didn't remember much about where she came from, but she was willing to tell Rand what she remembered. The little scribe nodded her head in agreement. "I will teach you what I remember and have read of Naath, but I am afraid to admit it isn't very much. I was very young when I was taken from there." She was still technically young at only ten and two years old, but she had been a slave for a long time before Daenerys had freed her.

Still she was very excited about learning directly from Rand about his culture. "I can teach you about more than just Naath in return too." She offered without thinking. Missandei had spent so much time studying so many different cultures she wasn't sure what all Rand knew about the Dothraki or even the people of Westeros which she had begun studying up on more now since that was her Queen's goal. "I have studied many cultures in my time as a scribe."

He couldn't help but smile at the response that he got from her, he could see it on the look on her face. She was happy with this, glad that he was offering her something. He liked the idea of doing something so simple with someone that was quite unlike most that he had met throughout the entirety of his life.

Of course there were others that he could assign to teach her but the idea that they could further bond over this made him want to do this himself. "I would." he answered with a nod of his head. "I would be honored to teach you about my culture. Will you also teach me things about where you come from? If you remember any of it?"

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That was perhaps one of the smartest things that this man had said to her. Sure she might be small and unimposing, but she had killed men now and knew how to make her size and presumed weakness her strength. Rand had only seen a fraction of what she was capable of. "That's probably for the best. I'd hate to have to kill you." Arya answered as if she did such a thing on any given day.

Now that was a curious way to talk about oneself. She tilted her head slightly at him in a silent question until she decided to voice it when he didn't continue. "You don't seem like the unlawful type to me." She offered before her curiosity got the better of her. "What is it that you found out?"

He doesn't answer her for a moment, before he eventually nodded his head, laughing lightly behind his hand. He truly believed that she could kill him, he had seen some of the skill that she possessed. That much was obvious but he hadn't seen enough. "I don't think that I would want to cross you." He told her with a certain and honest look in his eyes. "I also wouldn't betray your secret."

Rand lifted one of the longer sticks that he had lifted from the ground and used it to poke at the fire between them. "As for what I did...that I do not want it tracing back to my father. I found out something about myself that might be mistaken for unlawfulness, perhaps."

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Working on clearing out my drafts (read replying to them) and returning here. Sorry I've been gone for so long guys, but life lifed and motivation was low. I'm trying to come back at least on the weekends to do stuff, but we will see. Oh I also got promoted at work and just finished the first week of the new position so yay!

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Sorry I've been MIA guys. Life has been lifeing and I've been helping run a RP server that is kind of hectic at times. So my focus has been all over the place. I'm not going to promise activity tonight, but I'm going to do my best to try to get things rolling again maybe during the week, but next weekend for sure. Have a picture of Bitzy for an apology under the cut.

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So we got a new family member today. This is Princess she is a stray a friend of mine found. We don’t know if she has humans that are looking for her and she was posted to the appropriate places to try and reunite them if she was lost. But if no humans claim her we are keeping her. She already has my mom wrapped around her teeny tiny paw.

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It was cute that he was even trying to lead her to believe that he was more than he was. She was the kind of woman that could smell a bad boy from a mile away and sometimes that skill came in handy. It was especially handy now when she needed the perfect cover for Selina Kyle while Catwoman played nearby. "You could try if you really wanted to." She teased playfully.

It really wasn't a let down to her though that he was a good guy. That was exactly what she wanted and she thought that he was really sweet. "Not in the slightest. I wanted a nice respectable guy to take me out on a date for a change. Too many dogs in this town if you know what I mean." She gives him a wink for added flirtatiousness.

A small laugh came from him and he nodded his head, holding her eyes. "I guess that I could try to get you to believe that." He was inwardly disappointed with himself for being unable to actually make himself other than he was.

"I guess I wouldn't want to lie to you." He was a lot more inexperienced than he had hoped to let on. He had gotten advice from his friends on girls and he had never taken it, much to their disappointment. "Is that a letdown?"

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Angel help her she was so deep in love with this man. The fact that he had such faith in their relationship that he had planned this one year anniversary date ten months in advance warmed her heart. She barely believed they would have made it past that first two months. That thought left a little bit of a guilty weight in her stomach, but she gave Rand a little smile meant just for him at his question. "Yes I am. It's so sweet you were so sure about us even back then to plan all of this."

Izzy wasn't even sure what she truly wanted other than to just spend time with him. She was happy no matter what happened with dinner as long as they were still together by the end of it. "I won't complain about sharing a desert with you. It's cute and romantic to do so."

He let out a breath like he was giving up the facade. "Alright, alright..." he looked at her for a long moment as though he were trying to gauge whether she was being truthful or not. "...I've been planning it up to ten months now. Happy to hear how sappy that sounds?"

A laugh came out and he nodded his head. "I guess that we can share a dessert." He had actually intended on just her having one given his plans but he'll give her what she wanted. "If that really is something that you want."

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He makes it so easy to get lost in him. The way that she fits so perfectly against him as they kiss makes her want to never leave his grasp. The moan he spills against her lips is not missed and she already knows that she wants to hear more from him before the night is through. Izzy had the night off so nothing could pull her away from him other than possibly an unexpected demon attack, but right now that didn't matter to him. Right now she was too focused on how they seemed to be so in sync with one another.

The squeeze to her ass once more has her now loosing a soft moan against his lips as she got lost in the moment. There is absolutely no space between their bodies now either and she prefers it that way if she is honest. She giggles a bit breathless once the kiss was broken and he asked about his review. There were so many thoughts that were going through her head regarding him and his kisses. She also had made absolutely sure that she didn't move a fraction of an inch away from him.

"Five stars." Izzy smirks back at him and leans in stealing another little peck. "Very kissable, excellent technique, and leaves you wanting to come back for more." She teased letting her choice of words sound like a review on amazon or something. Either way she hoped that he would understand that she was very interested in continuing this further.

The way her body leans back into his hand in her back pocket has him highly amused but he doesn't do it again, not just yet. Rather he lets it sink a little deeper into the denim for now, thinking only now luckily they are in the back of the bar and can't really be seen from this angle unless someone walks past them. Which isn't often, thank goodness. Logan would hate for her to see someone better suited for her and take off, not that he thinks she would, but it's a lingering feeling.

And by god he's in trouble. She's leaning into him so easily that he doesn't even have to consciously wrap her up in him. She's easily bracketed between his legs, one arm wrapped around her and the other resting beneath her chin for a moment. Her fingers in his hair cause a gentle moan to spill against her lips and then the other balling in his shirt, even if there's no space between them much anymore, stars it feels like heaven.

He takes her in, how she licks her lips and says precisely what she thinks about this and he's drawn like a moth to a flame. He loses his breath early when she pulls him in but that doesn't stop him from exploring more of this moment with her. He doesn't allow this to end, one kiss melting into another and his arms pull her flush against him. In her heels and at the angle he's sitting, she's slightly taller than him but he couldn't give a fuck. Another squeeze in her back pocket, fingers having combed her hair back before they slide down her side to wrap around her, toying with the back hem of her cropped jacket, slipping under it. They need air though, and Logan ends a kiss with a slight gasp, noses touching, lips not far apart. "How about that review?" He asks with a smirk, for he hasn't let her pull away, not even an inch. "Or do you want more time?"

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She feels as if she wants to puke or maybe run, perhaps both in reality. When Izzy didn't correct him at first that first time that they met she had no idea that it would have lead to this. He was just supposed to be a fun fling, but every time she had come back for more and more until it was too late. Logan had wrapped himself around her heart and now she was scared she was going to lose him for forever just because she wasn't truthful about what she was from the start with him.

Isabelle takes a deep breath as she holds his hand in her lap as if it is going to be more than enough to anchor her in place to keep her from running. "I'm not the kind of girl you think I am." She starts not fully meeting his eyes just yet. "In fact the whole world isn't even how you think it is." Suddenly she had so much more respect for how Jace brought Clary into their world though technically she had the easier time being a shadow hunter herself that didn't know. There was no way that he was anything more than just a mundane.

"The myths, legends, fairy tales that you have grown up with they're all true. But it's not necessarily about them. I'm a Nephilim and what that means is I fight the things that go bump in the night that try to threaten the mortal realm. I'm a demon slayer to put it into simple terms and I've kept that from you this whole time, but I can't do it anymore because it's literally eating me alive." Pleading eyes turn on him then trying to see what he thought of all of what she just word vomited onto him.

She's seemed to be in a strange headspace these last few days and he can't help but notice something is off while they had cozied up on the loveseat on his porch, gazing out at the lake as the sun had set. Those words had spilled out of him and her reaction was such that he wondered if he'd said something wrong or spoken it too soon, too openly. Honey brows furrow in worry as he takes in her body language, and then further her single statement.

Izzy takes his hand in hers and toys with his fingers, and he lets her. Anything he can do, even just something as simple as that, if it can help, he will do it. Anything and more. A moment comes to mind, a hazy memory of if he either wasn't quite asleep yet or had a strange waking dream. He'd cuddled against her and heard something he still holds incredibly dear to him. I hope you know I love you. He'd thought the way he fell asleep to her heartbeat in his ear and her lips in his hair had been something he dreamed, conjured, but now...he wonders that the tone she speaks in seemed mirrored then. He wants to be there now, in a way, where he can kiss the harsh beating of her heart away, where he can share in her warmth and the comfort of her embrace.

He bites his bottom lip and nods at her words, taking her in and trying to suppress some of her nerves if he can. "I doubt anything will change, Isabelle, but...tell me what you need to. I'm right here, it'll be alright." For whatever flimsy comfort that might offer, he smiles softly to her and waits patiently, unhurriedly.

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His smirk was not missed by her and how he reacted to her crawling up his body. She would never tire of the way that he reacted to every little thing that she did. Harley may not always be fully with it in her head, but she was always aware of Logan and how he made her feel. She could get lost for hours wrapped up in him like this especially with his lips against her thighs as he is toying with her. She makes a soft moaning noise as he takes his time with her and she feels herself relaxing further knowing he is more than capable of holding her up.

Harley's eyes close as she leans her head back feeling his hand wandering its way up to her breast to toy with her nipple. He might have came a bit prematurely, but in truth she wasn't too awfully far behind him. Though his slow flicks of his tongue were their own kind of sweet torture that drew it out longer too. Her hips are no longer under her control as she rolls against him for more. His name is breathed out as one hand leaves the headboard of the bed to tangle instead in blonde strands once more holding on as she submits in her own way to his desires.

In a way, he knew she would have something to say about this even from that point when she smiles and bit his lip that way. The glint in her eye spoke volumes enough, let alone that giggle like music to his ears. Suddenly he wants to be kissing her again, like she'd wanted by that original pull to his hair: he hadn't known it would do him in, it just happened. She had that effect on him. But her command comes out before any premature apology could spill through his parted lips, and he does so a little reluctantly in the end but his body also pushes him that way due to simple exhaustion post-orgasm. Her little push isn't missed and perhaps shows in a subtle smirk.

Logan exhales softly at the feel of her slipping off him, but soon enough she's crawling up him in that way he likes. He wets his lips inadvertently as she soon settles and gazes down at him with a shimmer in her eyes he finds intoxicating. Her voice tickles him and he smiles softly, kissing his way up her thigh with a murmured yes ma'am in between until he's eagerly toying with her. He takes his time first, offering some licks and gentle suckles against her, eyes closing and reveling in her taste already which is positively sinful. Hands find their way wrapping around her waist from behind, settling on her stomach and one seeking to toy with a nipple as he further moves and kisses on that perfect spot, soon flicking his tongue there, slowly, over and over.

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Lucien watched her pacing concern clear on his face. He had never seen her like this before in the bit of time that he had known her. While Elain never looked as in control as Nesta like people to believe she was she was always so calm looking. Now pacing his floor all wet, muddy, and a little disheveled he could see that too had been a nicely painted illusion. His breath caught in his chest when she stopped so close to him and eye blinking at her question it was a surprise even to him what came from his lips. "I would have respected your choice." Even if it would have hurt him to be alone while knowing his mate was happy with another person. He just wanted her happy, happy and safe. Which the way she was acting right now she must not have felt safe before, but now she was here and he would make sure that she was safe.

He didn't say a word when she pleaded for him to trust her. Lucien's eyes connected with the apple and without a second of hesitation he plucked it from her fingers and took a bite. Whatever had her scared enough to accept the bond now after all of this time he would protect her against with his life. "I trust you." He finally verbalized though he was certain that she could feel that now as the bond strengthened between them with the acceptance of her food. He wasn't sure how much time they had left before whoever it was that was in pursuit of her came to his door, but he took this time and the chance to pull her against him in a quick hug. "I won't let them take you, you're safe now." He promised into her hair before letting her go again.

Elain had never known the relief she would feel at seeing him, hearing him. She stood now inside, dripping wet as he began to voice question after question. Her heart twisted, anxiety clear in large doe-eyes. "I had a dream, a vision, a nightmare" She took a few worried steps forward, pivoting as she began to pace. "About you, I dream of you or visions, about us too...I don't know" Her heart was racing, and she struggled to stray more than a few feet from him. "It's- I can't" Elain struggled for words, her body shaking as the cold and wet still bit into her. "I don't know how to control them. It's..I need to ask you something before they come. They're going to take me back, they won't let me go" Elain turned, as if startled that she stopped right in front of him. Her throat bobbed, looking up at him. Her mate, the male she'd avoided for the last two years. The male she was now so desperate to protect, and in turn protect herself.

". . Would you of let me make a choice? If I...wanted to be with someone else..would you have called a blood duel?" The words are ghosts on her lips, because she is fairly certain she knows the answer. She's certain its why he hadn't marched down on solstice night a year ago, unless he was unaware. "That's not...the only question I have" Elain was frantic, and her gaze was peeking over his shoulder as if she could see the entity that she spoke of. "...I need you to trust me. Please, before-" She reached into her dress pocket, knowing he likely thought she'd gone mad. An apple, bright and red in color clutched so tightly. "Lucien?"

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It was so hard to have her so close and yet so far from him. Simon's whole being ached for her and yet he denied himself because he could not give her the one thing that she wanted. He refused to give her the one thing that she wanted. "Daph..." He sighed her name when she pulled away from the kiss. That sinful kiss which will haunt his every waking moment for the rest of his days as he feels the imprint of her lips against his. The imprint of the very joining of their souls there on his lips.

"I cannot give you what you want most in life." He wanted to distance himself from her to make it easier, but his blasted legs would not lift his feet to move away. "I want you, Daph, do not get me wrong. I burn for you, but I cannot give you children and I would not want to see you throw away your dream of becoming a mother for me." He manages then to finally take a step back, but no more than that one single step. "Do not ask me to take that away from you."

No matter how much Simon wanted Daphne he would not be the man that kept her from having a large family. She deserved a large family like the one she grew up in with all the laughter and joy that came with it. She deserved a husband that would fill her life with love and as many kids as her heart desired. He was not that man though as much as he wanted to be Simon could not be that man. "You deserve to have all of your dreams come true and now you have your pick of any man your heart desires. You could be a princess. So you should not waste another breath on me." As much as it broke his heart to say it, it was better this way. It had to be.

There's no look to expect he was even going to answer her questions, and so Daphne continues, feeling the faint sting of tears begin to start in her eyes. "...Must you stand there like that? I don't understand. I don't understand how....how it has come to this. I thought that....I thought that we'd built something and I-"

Her words trail off and all she can do is watch him, watch him seemingly fight something inside of himself. And whatever it was causes a curse to leaves his mouth and the woman's brows raise, ready to question him more but in just a few more moments his lips are on his.

She melts. Without hesitation she melts against him and her arms wrap around him, not only to return the kiss but to keep him here. To keep him from leaving....from leaving her. A single tear slides down her cheek. She'd got what she thought she wanted. She was desired by men all over the town and beyond and within just a matter of months she'd become a wife- ready to start her life with a partner that would leave the manuscript of their love passed down through generations. But....did she want that now? Did she want to have that life if it meant losing him?

No.

Slowly Daphne pulls away, shaking her head. "You cannot expect me to let you go now." Her voice trembles, and she can't look at him. "....You cannot ask that of me....please don't ask that of me."

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@wickedpeachie ‘s Elain sent:

She stood in the open door, soaking wet and covered in mud. A small cut above her brow and obvious exhaustion on her features. Elain had never used such magic, and certainly never in this amount. It was surely dumb luck, or perhaps even that bond between them that she managed to appear at his manor in the human realms. She didn't trust herself to move, unsure if she'd collapse in front of him. "Lucien" Her voice raw, trembling. "I need your help"

How she had known where to find him was beyond Lucien as he looked Elain over standing there in his doorway. She looked a mess and sounded like she had been through hell and back. Part of him - the part that called her mate - drew up his hackles as to who could have done this to her but he kept his cool as he opened the door wider for her to come in. “Come inside where it’s warm.” Where it’s safe is what he meant, but he was sure she knew.

His eyes scanned the world behind her searching for any glimmer of danger or whatever could have chased her to his door. The only sign of him being on edge was the slight growl to his voice and how he put a protective hand on her back as he ushered her inside. Once the door was closed securely behind her he smoothed himself out a bit more and took a more worried tone. “What happened? Are you okay? Where are your sisters?”

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I’m literally having the day from hell today. Read below the cut at your own risk. Mind the trigger warnings and I’ll try to get back to writing eventually.

This morning my dog died right before my eyes as I was helping my mom get her into the car to take her to the vet. She had been declining all weekend while I was home alone with her and eventually passed today of liver failure is what the vet said. They said it often takes them quick like a light switch which this was a bit lingering. Mom and I think that she held on until mom got home and when I think about the last time I took her outside yesterday that sounds right because she went out of the front door and laid on the step to our porch for three hours until my parents came home to help me get her inside. Mom slept with her in the floor last night after seeing how bad she was and we had been calling our vet nonstop to get her seen before it was too late. We just didn’t make it in time. After we got home from the vet (we’re having her cremated) my mom got a call from one of my best friends that is like a little sister to me letting her know that her little sister passed away last night also. So I lost two of my little sisters within a 24 hours and it’s just been really rough. My youngest cat Bruce was best friends with Leia (the dog) and he’s been looking for her since we came home without her and it breaks my heart.

But yeah that’s been my day I hope you guys are having a better one.