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About: Falas Dreamfeather

Full Name: Falas Danyl Dreamfeather

Nickname: Little Fawn

Height: 7’0

Age: Young for a Night Elf (4000+)

Class: Druid Healer

Birthplace: Val’Sharah

Residency: Dreamgrove - Val’Sharah

Birthday: Unknown

Sexuality: Demisexual

Personality: Cheerful, excitable, curious, playful

Features: Freckles across his cheeks and shoulders, long, green hair with flowers and leaves stuck in it, white eyes, lean build

Tattoos: Tree tattoo up his back

Runes: Runic markings engraved within the tree tattoo and covering his shoulders and biceps

Facial Hair: Small beard just covering his chin

Druidic Forms: A large, horned owl that is brown and white with green eyes; a brown and white striped cat with green eyes

Family: Mother (Ill), Father (Deceased), No siblings

Lovers: None

Past Lovers: Unknown

Pets: He is a caretaker of orphaned animals

Contacts: None.

Realm: Moon Guard and Wyrmrest Accord

-Come RP with me! I would love to meet new people and flesh Falas out a bit more. Don’t hesitate to DM me!

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compassion for stranger ~ writing prompt

He hates seeing them… the beggers and homeless lining the streets of Stormwind. He hates walking outside the gates only for there to be children dressed in rags, laying in the shade of trees and of the high walls. They look up at him with lifeless eyes— void of all hope.

He remembers what it was like to be like that. After the fall of Gilneas, he was rejected as a street rat and forced to live like so many of these refugees. He had nothing… he had just watched everything he had known and love burn.

Jayce sets his jaw as he watches the near-lifeless children huddle together, a single mother watching over them. She looks more dead than the three by her side: her eyes and cheeks sunk in and her skin clinging to her bones. She appears to be on death’s door.

“Stop,” Jay calls out. Drae, the large demon hunter that he calls his love, pauses in his tracks. Star snorts in aggravation as Jay pulls him to a halt, the giant Gilnean horse tossing his thick mane and stomping lighting on the dirt path.

“What is it, love?” Drae asks, his wings twitching as he wanders over to Star’s side. He pats the horse’s mane as Jay hops down, the small man immediately wandering to the satchel on Star’s side and rummaging through it.

“The children,” Jay whispers, amber eyes locking with Drae’s blindfold. “They are sittin’ there starvin’ as the guards pretend t’ not notice.”

Drae listens carefully before nodding, his head lifting enough so he can locate the group Jay speaks of. “You have always had a weakness for those less fortunate than you.”

“I ‘ave a weakness fer the poor an’ ‘omeless because I was in their position until ya came along. I will not stay idle as they whither away.” He pulls out several rations and turns on heel before Drae can say anything more. However, he can feel the smile on the back of his neck. Leave it to Jay to get something in his head and be unable to function until it is complete.

Jay doesn’t bother staying quiet as he approaches the kids, the mother instantly alert at his presence. She immediately gets protective and narrows her eyes at Jay yet, upon seeing the bundled food in his hands, her eyes turn desperate. The kids watch Jay hungrily, turning on their knees and leaning forward as he approaches.

Kind as always, Jay smiles down at them and kneels down. He passes a ration to each of the children and shows them how to eat it properly before looking towards the mother. She smiles up at him and offers Jay a spot to sit next to her, Jay immediately taking it and thanking her for the kindness.

“You are the one who is kind here, dear.” The woman smiles. Jay offers her a ration and she gladly takes it, eating at the food slowly. “I am in your debt, stranger.”

“There is no need.” Jay shakes his head, smiling across at her. “I only ask of ya tha’ ya come t’ me or my fiancé if ya ever need food again.” He pauses to let her eat before speaking once more. “My name is Jayce and Draenys over there is my fiancé. We live on the outskirts of the Mage Quarter ‘n a ‘ouse with a blue door and several ‘erbs growin’ on the front porch. Please, stop by if ya need anythin’.”

The woman nods and takes Jay’s hand. “Bethanie, is my name.” She smiles. “Kelly is my daughter and her two friends are Jace and Ryan. Their parents died in Westfall and I couldn’t bear to leave them alone.”

Jay nods, feeling empathy for the woman and her children. He has taken many under his wing, even when he was in her position. He would often give up his own food and copper to those he deemed needed it more than himself. It was a hard habit to break for Jay when he moved in with Drae, but he has gotten better at putting himself first. He has led his life to a nice balance between himself and others with Drae’s help.

“They are wonderful.” Jay murmurs, watching the life come back to the three small children.

Bethanie nods in agreement and watches them for a moment as well before squeezing Jay’s hand. “Thank you.” She murmurs.

“It is the least I can do.” Jay stands slowly and offers her the rations he has in his hands, telling her to keep them for later. She nods and smiles, Bethanie close to tears by the time Jay turns and wanders back to Drae.

He can see the smirk on his lover’s lips before he’s even in hearing range.

“We might need a second house if you plan on helping everyone.” Drae comments.

“Contact Luc, he’ll get ya the funds.” Jay shoots back with a raised eyebrow. “It’s not like he needs them except t’ pamper ‘is girlfriend. When are ya gonna do tha’ fer me?” Jay shoots back with a similar smirk as he clasps the satchel on Star’s side that he left open.

“When you decide you actually want pampering instead of insisting that you are fine by yourself.” Drae snorts. He runs his fingers through Star’s mane. Jay rolls his eyes in response and climbs back up onto the saddle.

“Ha ha.” Jay laughs sarcastically even though he knows that Drae is right. “Go on, we don’t have all day.” Jay smiles softly, shooing his large, demon hunter boyfriend away fondly.

Drae chuckles and leads the way, Star following instantly as if he’s antsy to continue. “Indeed, love.”

Jay finds himself smiling the whole trip with a lighter heart.

[ Mentions: @oz-bear ]

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“Would y’stop tryna take m’cigarette outta m’mouth every time ah ligh’ a new one?”

“No,” Jay smirks. “Stop tryin’ t’ kill yerself with this piece o’ shit an’ I may treat ya better.” He winks at Gin and flicks the cigarette into the canals where it rightfully belongs.

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What does your muse think is my muse’s most attractive feature?

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What a gorgeous man!! I love Garry so much 💜

Relationship Post - Garry Bache

Name: Garry D. Bache Nickname: Garebear Gender: Male Romantic Orientation: Bisexual ( Leans towards women) Preferred Pet Names: N/A Relationship Status: Single Favorite Canon Ship: N/A

Favorite Non-Canon Ship: N/A

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Opinion on True Love:  Absolutely. Garry believes that there’s love out there for everyone, even if he doubts himself sometimes. 

Opinion on Love at First Sight: An overused theater trope. Love is not based off of looks or first impressions. The whole point of love is to learn about the person over time. 

How ‘Romantic’ are they?: Extremely romantic. Garry’s not so much a sexual person as he is someone who would simply enjoy having someone to hold and to buy flowers for. A reason to wake up early and make his beloved breakfast in bed. He is an author for fluffy romance novels.

Ideal Physical Traits: Little to be noted of. Preference of women over men; overall hygiene awareness / appearance of cleanliness.

Ideal Personality Traits:  Romantic, strong but intelligent, creative tendencies.

Unattractive Physical Traits: Appearance of uncleanliness / lack of hygiene.

Ideal Date: A lovely evening with dinner, perhaps a bit of dancing; domestic and calm. Nothing crazy or loud.

Do they have a type?: Garry has a preference over elven counterparts. Quel'dorei / Kaldorei.

Average Relationship Length: It varies on how well the other person and he click. There is no specific amount of time.

Preferred Non-Sexual Intimacy: Painting together, sharing ideas, magic. Going out on walks late at night, expressing views both domestic and political. There are many activities that do not involve physical connection of such a level.

Commitment Level: Loyal to a fault. It’s gotten him hurt in the past; but he is unlikely to step out of a relationship, unless overtly unhealthy.

Opinion of Public Affection: Kissing / Hugging is alright in public. Anything beyond that should be considered public indecency.

Past Relationships: Elvira Adriana Don'Merci - Ex-wife. 

(Garry and Elvira are still good friends - Elvira often visits Garry’s home to see Selivar; their son.)

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tagged by: @olliehaldstan

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LOOK AT THIS MAN!! HES SO ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL IM IN LOVE WITH HIM

Another fantastic commission of Garry, done by the wonderful Rali-95 on artistsnclients!

I cannot get enough of this style!! ))

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Anonymously ask me "Would you..?"

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Jay beams back, bowing to his old friend politely. He draws back his hood after looking around to find no guards around them, his short, dark red hair revealing itself fully.

“I ‘ave missed ya dearly, love.” He says, inspecting the man he hasn’t seen in months— the man that has inspired Jay so many times. He’s missed their sophisticated talks and their idle musings about fashion. Jay has been off with his own work for far too long, his beloved at his side the whole time.

He reaches out for Garry’s hands and gives them a fond squeeze, bright amber eyes positively luminescent in the fading light. “Can I treat ya t’ dinner, my friend? I long t’ ‘ear about tha days passed tha’ I ‘ave missed. You would’a fooled me, though. Ya ‘aven’t aged a day.” He grins affectionately.

A small figure in the crowds wearing a dark cloak and hood wanders up to Garry. The hood blocks everyone from seeing the person’s eyes when their face is downcast, yet upon reaching Garry, their face lifts revealing two bright amber eyes. A soft, feminine face greats Garry, a familiar smile on their lips before they open. “I’ve missed you, Garry. It has been far too long.” Jay grins.

As a man with the urge to glance and smile to everyone he passed, all while taking in his surroundings, it was a little too late that the Professor noticed the hooded figure walk up to him. By the time that the individual had approached Garry, the man came to a creaking halt, his heels digging into the ground and his knees bending somewhat backwards to avoid running into the person. 

Immediately, the color drained from Garry’s features. He would open his mouth, though the other person had already began speaking. Taking in the visage; amber eyes, a soft expression, and familiar vocal. Garry’s wary eyes would relax, and his hunched shoulders made themselves downward, into a relaxed position. 

“…. Ser Corvin…?” Bache inquired, leaning in a bit closer to get a better look. The man’s expression wore itself into a state of surprise, though pleasant as it was.

“I haven’t seen you in ages, dear friend.” The man beamed. 

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★ Beasts of Mythology

HEADCANON PROMPTS or ASKS.

SIREN. —  How would your muse charm themselves out of a sticky situation? CERBERUS. —  Is your muse entrusted with something? GHOST. —  Is there a choice in your muse’s life that has haunted them? HYDRA. —  How did a hardship in your muse’s life make them stronger? PHOENIX. —  Has your muse ever reinvented themselves? How? DEMON. —  Does your muse have any inner demons? GRIFFIN. —  In what way is your muse virtuous? GRIM REAPER. —  Who or what would your muse kill or die for? WEREWOLF. —  What is a facet of your muse that few are privy to? VAMPIRE. —  What is a weakness exclusive to your muse that can be exploited?

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Figments by Crowtesque

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Howling Skies Formally Invites Each and Everyone to an Open House!

Howling Skies is a new RP/PVE guild hosting an open house on Thursday, September 28th. There will be catering and entertainment as the members get acquainted with each guest as we hope to expand and grow in the RP community! We hope to see as many new and old faces as possible. Everyone is welcome.

What to Expect: Food, entertainment and a socially safe environment! We ask that you bring along naught but your formal wear and a bright smile, as we of the house will be doing the same.

When: The Open House will be available from 5pm PST to 6pm PST on Thursday, September 28th.

Where: The Lavender beds, Ward 11, plot 33, is where the Open House will be held. We ask that you stay within the house and do not go into any rooms which may be left open.

Questions? Concerns?: If you have any desires regarding the event, please message @bellsisokay or @kohatheseeker, and we will get back to you as soon as possible. There are no dumb questions!

Howling Skies formally thanks everyone for reading, and we hope to see many people there! 

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