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Elliott snuck up behind his lover before reaching out to wrap his arms around their frame. He tilted his head to the side and leaned in close, his lips gently pecking their cheek. "Being with you was supposed to be a one-time thing, but I can't resist your allure. I've lost track of all our secret meetings." He inhaled, thoroughly intoxicated by their scent. "I don't want to hide from everyone anymore. Fuck it! We're doing this-- aren't we?" Uncertainty reflected in his emerald hues, and his voice faltered. "You've given my life deeper meaning. I can't imagine being without you." Strong arms pulled back as they faced him. "I don't need an answer right away. Just give it some thought..."

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Long kisses, quiet nights, and naughty dreams.

~beccawise7 💜🖤

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Alex ‘Pretty Looking Fella’ Manes

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Elliott could feel the Wolves' anguish, even after their injuries had been tended to. The mental trauma they were left with might make protecting their King difficult. "Of course, Sir. I'll look into this and find the assailant. My guess is, they're from the town to the West." Settlers in that area were Hunters known for breaking laws against Royal families of Supernatural origin. "Don't worry. My brethren will stay behind and keep you and your kin safe." He promised. The Werewolves that lived in this Kingdom weren't inherently evil-- meaning, they didn't attack unless provoked. "Perhaps the Hunter is trying to start a war?" The Angel whispered to himself.

"My brothers and I have finished healing the wounded." Elliott informed Caspian just as he exited the infirmary. "Do you have any idea who-- or what attacked your Soldiers?" //Hi friend! I hope it's okay that Elliott invaded your ask box. <3

Caspian looked at the injured wolves. His heart ached and he shakes his head. He did feel angry. " No. I do want to know who though. I need you to investigate." Caspian said. It was an order. Normally the king hates doing this, but he had to. What else but to do a full on investigation? This is not just something simple. It looked very serious. He wished nothing but to find this stranger and talk to him or.. fight him. Caspian hates fighting, but.. if this stranger was dangerous then.. he had no other choice.

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which soft romance cliche are you?

/oh./

the italicized oh. often seen in romance novels and fanfics. when a character looks at someone, wondering why their chest tightens when they're near, why their heart beats quicken at the slightest touches, why they lose their breathe at the sight of them and suddenly realization dawns on them— oh. they've been in love for a long time now. you are soft and quiet, probably the most overlooked. though when you love, you fall deeply. i'm sure you have a lot of anxieties when it comes to love, and you're more inclined to fall in love with a longtime friend than a stranger. though, your love is pure. and maybe if you have someone in mind, this is your sign to tell them.

Tagged by: @gallowsheart (Thanks for tagging me! <3 This was fun.) Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this!

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I’m very sorry that I haven’t been around. I took a much needed hiatus, and finally opened my laptop to read replies I owe the other day. I think my laptop is on the verge of crapping out because the battery drains quickly, and it feels hot to the touch. I can’t afford another computer at the moment, so I’ll have to use my laptop sparingly. I’ve got another stressful week ahead of me, but I’ll try and check in this weekend.

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i'm not okay and i'm not alright FUCK

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He didn't wake up whenever she touched his chin and his snoring ceased. Eventually, he stopped generating warmth, but the bed remained cozy. His wings stopped flapping, and his eyelids parted. Owen tilted his head to gaze down at Anne, finding her absolutely adorable as she snuggled into him. He reached out to tuck a stray lock of her hair behind her ear. "I love you so much." His voice was barely audible since he didn't want to startle her from her peaceful slumber. Before he knew it, morning came and the sunlight filtered through the blinds.

She snuggled closer to him. The warmth he was generating surrounded her, making her feel even more comfortable and at peace. When he began to snore, she stirred and opened her eyes a small fraction. She looked at him and realized he was asleep. Chuckling softly, she reached up and touched his chin, making his mouth close and the snoring stop.

Satisfied, Anne gave a sigh and closed her eyes once more.

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Owen knew nothing good would come of pressuring Anne into telling him about her past. Rather than hound her for answers, he'd wait for her to come to him. He respected her a great deal, and didn't want to say or do anything to make her uncomfortable. "I do! His name is Whiskers. He's my little ray of sunshine. His favorite pastimes are chasing the laser pointer light, and scratching the sofa." He laughed softly. "My older brother Jerome will cat-sit whenever I work longer hours." He studied her facial features and nodded. "You're naturally gorgeous, so you don't need to wear any makeup. Fancy cosmetics are overrated, anyway. We can use what we've got to draw on whiskers and the cat nose."

Anne breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Owen took the hint and changed the subject. Perhaps one day she would be comfortable enough with him to tell him everything, but today wasn't it. Their relationship was too new.

He mentioned a tabby cat and her brows went up in surprise. "You have a cat?" she asked with a grin. "How do you have the time?"

She chuckled and shook her head. "Believe me, the eyeliners I have are the inexpensive kind too. I don't have the money to spend on fancy makeup. Not when I barely wear it."

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"I'll learn how to grow thicker skin. Thank you for having the patience to teach me." Owen followed Anne's gaze to the other medical professionals with his mind made up. "If this were a test, I'd just use a cheat sheet. But since that's not possible, I'll build up my tolerance for gossip another way." He beamed at her, his smile reaching his eyes. "The hospital is lucky to have you, too. You always prioritize patients over yourself, and you've got the healer's touch. Again, thanks for helping me." He leaned forward to peck her temple, a light blush decorating his cheeks.

She nodded. "Yes, you can. Not everyone can do it and there are different ways, but it is possible." She looked around at the various people in the room. Like them both, the others were medical professionals. Nurses, aides, EMTs, even a few doctors.

"Everyone here has learned it at one point or another and it's a fine line." Her hand squeezed his arm slightly. "I'll try and help you learn. You're a damned good tech, the hospital would hate to lose you."

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And you looked at me like there was something in me worth looking at.

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Jerome knew it was imperative he tell Mattie everything, so he could protect said human from Daemons-- or worse, corrupt Angels. Someone from Heaven's Council slew their Father, and covered their tracks. Worse, still, a few Angels didn't know how the rebellion truly began. They saw everything through rose-tinted glasses, not recognizing the lies and treachery of their new leaders. The brunette was dreading the day he and his brothers returned home to tell the truth. He needed to come up with a plan to expose the dishonest Council members who had power over those who were easily swayed. Maybe he needed a second opinion? It wouldn't hurt to ask Matt for help, right?

The Angel sighed in contentment, repressing the urge to flap his gray wings with difficulty. Of course, his glamour wouldn't last if he exposed himself. "I wasn't expecting that." He breathed against the science teacher's lips, finding himself enamored with him. Jerome's hands found Mattie's cheeks, his thumbs gently caressing his soft skin. Nobody had ever kissed him with such grace, and left him eager for more. Reluctantly, he pulled away and gazed at Matt endearingly. "I love reading and writing. That said, I'm taking an English class at the University to improve my grammar. And I'm working on a romance novel in my spare time, so there's that..." He chuckled, and ran a hand through Matt's hair as he'd done earlier. "Maybe once I finish the first few chapters, I'll give you a sneak peek."

Matt was blissfully unaware of any potential complications if this continued. He wasn't particularly religious. He'd taken his little brother to church sporadically growing up, mostly just for the perspective, but it had started to feel like the wrong place for them. He'd always believed in… something, though. Some sort of benevolent higher power that watched over people, and studying the universe from a scientific perspective didn't do anything to discourage that belief. If anything, learning about the stars just made him believe more. No way all of this was an accident.

It had been too long since Mattie kissed someone too. He hadn't expected it to be so easy to melt into his kiss, lips soft and warm under his, or how much he'd want to keep kissing him once he'd started. For a moment, even the stars blinked out of existence, and it was just him and Jerome alone in the universe. He smiled when he pulled back but stayed close, the warmth of his shoulder pressed against his, chin resting on his shoulder. He'd spent entirely too much time talking. He wanted to hear what Jerome thought about things, what he was interested in, what he loved. "Your turn. Tell me something you're passionate about."