#ship: wyllanor

[sunflowerwizard]

Wyll Week Day 2: Wyll + your Tav/Durge

Constitution saving throw failed against Warlock Rizz™

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"It's not about the dance. It's who's we're dancing with"

[sunflowerwizard]

I think I drew this during the last WyllWeek event but didn't end up posting it, so enjoy some wildly self-indulgent Dad Wyll fluff.

[sunflowerwizard]

Mrs. Aele'nor Ravenguard 😭💖

[sunflowerwizard]

The Frog Princess and the Devil Prince

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"I would never fall unless it's you I fall into"

[sunflowerwizard]

Yknow what, this is My House and I can post Wyll/Aele'nor babies if I want to-

Left- Sylvia Ravengard, a draconic soul sorcerer and firstborn. lovingly called "Bunny" by friends and family because she inherited those big ol gith ears

Right- Wynter Ravengard, aspiring wizard and Tiefling who has her dad's horns. Once summoned a Mud Mephit in the backyard much to her parents' dismay (and Uncle Gale's pride)

[sunflowerwizard]

Heyyy so I'm an NSFW contributor to @lovebytheriverzine and this is about as much preview I can give without breaking Tumblr TOS 😎 Zine coming this May

[sunflowerwizard]

Wyll Week Day 3: Modern AU (with bonus mini-fic)

Students crowded the front lawn of Emerald Grove Preparatory Academy, herded effectively as cats by teachers who were decidedly not expecting this turn of events.

"I heard someone in Ms Da'hal's class did it. Pulled the alarm to get out of an exam."

The high, shrill whine of the fire alarm persisted in the background of all discussion of how and why. Perhaps more importantly, students and staff alike came to wonder: where was Ms Da'hal?

At present, she was in the basement supply room of the science wing, desperately fighting off a panic attack after the door slammed shut behind her, its rusty lock stubbornly immobile. Aele'nor Da'hal might've been a physics teacher, but she knew enough about chemistry to understand things like carbon monoxide and the negative health outcomes of burning to death.

She wasn't sure how long she'd been trapped when a voice sounded from the other side of the door.

"Hello? Anyone down here?"

"Here!" She squeaked, feebly shoving her shoulder against the unyielding door. "I-it's stuck. The door I mean."

"Stand clear of the door ma'am, I'm gonna get you out of there."

Aele'nor almost flushed at the unbridled sincerity of the mystery voice, at least until a series of loud bangs rattled the door. Finally the locking mechanism shattered, leaving the frazzled woman face-to-face with her rescuer.

Perhaps it was smoke inhalation, or perhaps he really was just that devastatingly handsome. Or perhaps the shot nerves left her staring at him absolutely agape. The next few moments transpired in a blur: her legs giving out, the handsome firefighter sweeping her off her feet, being carried up a flight of stairs and out of the building to safety. Clarity resumed once more when it dawned on Aele'nor that oh dear gods she was being gently cradled in the muscular arms of a very nice man in front of her every student and colleague.

In the time he'd been carrying her, she could finally make out the name embroidered on the breast of his shirt. Wyll Ravengard.

"Nothing to worry about here, folks! Just a false alarm."

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"It's a long shot, but-maybe you've grown fond of me. Gods know I've grown fond of you"

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[sunflowerwizard]

Happy late Valentine's Day to these two in particular

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the way they look at each other 😭

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"I've not tasted fruit so tender as yours."

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"Of all the things my arms have held, the best by far is you."

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Happy Valentines Day!