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I'm scared of everything. one of my favorite authors on here is saying she might kill herself because her best friend committed after the results of the election....And so many people have reached out to make sure shes okay but she's not answering....i'm worried

You’re not alone in feeling these things, and your concern shows so much kindness and empathy. It’s a heavy time, and it’s okay to feel scared and uncertain. If you’re able to, take small moments to breathe, ground yourself, and even reach out to someone you trust—sometimes just talking about these feelings can be a huge relief. You could also leave her a message expressing your support, even if she isn’t answering right now; knowing people care can mean a lot, even if she isn’t able to respond at the moment.

In the meantime, please remember to care for yourself.

[findingavoiceif]

My heart goes out to everyone affected by the recent news in America. Although I’m not living there, I can feel the weight that so many people must be carrying right now. For many, this moment brings an overwhelming mix of fear, worry, and exhaustion, especially for those who feel vulnerable or uncertain about what the future may hold.

I know that for many, these changes go far beyond politics—they reach deeply into the personal lives and sense of safety for countless individuals. People who already feel marginalized may be wondering what this means for their rights, their voices, and their place in society. It’s heartbreaking to imagine the fear and anxiety some must feel, simply because of who they are or where they come from. It’s difficult to live under the weight of constant questions about belonging and value, and I truly sympathize with everyone trying to navigate these feelings.

Even though I’m watching from afar, I want everyone who’s feeling this weight to know that they are not alone. There is a world of people out here who care, who understand that this moment is hard, and who want to stand in support of everyone feeling the strain. These times can be so isolating, but I hope that togetherness and community can offer some comfort and help each of you feel seen and valued, just as you are.

Please, take care of yourselves as best as you can, and know that there are so many people who care about your well-being. I’m sending all my love, strength, and compassion. You deserve to feel safe, valued, and supported. <3

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You can spam boop me!

reblog if you let people spam boop you

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Good news!

From the 22st November I'll be able to put in all my time for this story and hopefully in time I'll be able to begin looking for beta testers!<3

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You gave me another mwah 😳🥺

How am I supposed to cope? I’m just kicking my feet and blushing! Literally clutched my little heart! Anon down. Someone call the UN, I need the Geneva convention edited because these mwahs, weapons of mass destruction. Demolished my street cred and I’m not even mad!

I’ll probably catch myself skipping later! And I’m a perpetual grumpy pants! Not today it seems!

Honestly, are you trying to get me to swoon?!? I saw those mwahs in the tags!

It should be illegal to be this much of a cutie pie, who authorized this 😭

I wasn’t planning on living in your ask box but I can’t exactly leave a mwah unappreciated!

I really hope you have fun (writing, but also just generally)! I’ll probably be back with more Celeste love at some point!

(I absolutely did swoon, I was weak, I was like!!! So many!! In the tags!)

Ohhh, you are TOO adorable, stop! 😳💖

I didn’t realize the mwahs would have this level of impact Guess I’m out here committing cute crimes in broad daylight! 😭 I swear I didn’t mean to ruin your street cred (…or did I?) 👀

I love that I’ve got you all foot-kicking and heart-clutching over here, and honestly, if you find yourself skipping later, I consider my job VERY well done. 💅 And if you feel the call to return with Celeste love, know that my ask box will always be ready for your mwah appreciation society vibes. (It's basically your home now; take the comfy chair!)

You can live in my askbox for as long as you want💖

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Omg I got a mwah 😳💖

Um thank you 👉👈

Both for the answer (and for the mwah), I’m just gonna go scream in the corner (whaaaa I’m totally so normal about getting wholesome affection from lovely strangers what do you mmeeeaaann)

Finding out about mc is literally a love snake. Instead of venom? Feel good juice. 👀🤌

Elyndras biology literally said, “for your cooperation with the marking policy and not letting sharp teeth get in the way of true love: please have a reward”

Ohhh, you’re SO welcome! 😳💗

Just casually giving out affection and good vibes like it’s my official job, right? (Also, please ignore me as I absolutely do not melt in the corner because I’m super normal about receiving wholesome messages, obviously).

And wow, love snake MC with feel-good venom? Honestly, that’s chef’s kiss biology right there. Elyndras anatomy just fully prioritized tender chaos. Imagine being in their arms, and instead of danger, you get a healthy dose of “serotonin venom,” tailored to melt hearts and sweep people off their feet.

If that isn’t peak romance evolution, I don’t know what is.

Also you’ve given me so much inspo for juicy new content 👀🔥 Here’s another mwah, just for you! 💋

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You talking about Elyndras traits honestly made me light up.

Cuteness aggression is almost basically confirmed!

Do the ROs find it funny, endearing, fondly exasperating, or even (gasp) secretly exciting about MCs who just want to chomp on them lovingly because they’re just too !!!!

(I’m honestly so smitten with our resident witch that she’s honestly probably gonna get all of my runs, gonna be making all the MCs under the sun for her!!)

In the scenario where the ROs already know about the mc being an Elyn there'd most likely be different reactions

Our playboy Quill will just find it exciting;) after all he does it too and he'd find the MC endearing all the way.

With Pierre the man is such a tsundere he'll never admit that he secretly likes when the MC does it and had been tempted several times to do the same lol

Celeste might be more scared if the MC tries to do it since it'd seem like it hurt but Elyndras have this very nice property of injecting something when they bite their mate which they would find...very pleasurable :>

Ash would find it endearing and exciting,even though they seem very shy,they don't mind a nice scandal now and then so if the MC were to chomp on them; they'd want it on the neck and would pounce on the MC after as well

I'm so glad you love Celeste and thank you for the ask!<3

Mwah👄

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The past (monthly story)

Celeste stands in the doorway of the bakery, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her eyes fixed on the ground. The air between you feels tense, the weight of unsaid words pressing down on both of you.

“I just think…maybe it’s better if I don’t come by so often anymore,” you say quietly, your voice barely steady. The words feel heavy on your tongue, and you regret them the moment they leave your lips, but you can’t take them back now.

Celeste's head snaps up, her eyes wide and filled with hurt. “Don’t say that,” she whispers, her voice breaking slightly. She takes a step toward you, her hands trembling as they fall to her sides. “You don’t mean that. You can’t.”

You look away, guilt gnawing at your chest. “It’s just... every time I’m here, it feels like I’m getting in the way, like I’m making things harder for you. And I don’t want to do that, Celeste. I don’t want to be the reason you’re stressed or—”

“No,” she cuts you off, her voice firm despite the tears welling in her eyes. “You’re not in the way. You’re never in the way.” She takes another step closer, her hand reaching for yours. “You don’t get to decide that for me.”

Your throat tightens, and you can’t bring yourself to meet her gaze. “I’m just trying to do what’s best for you.”

“What’s best for me is you being here,” Celeste says, her voice softer now, but there’s an edge of desperation in it. “Don’t you get that? I need you here.” Her fingers wrap around yours, but you can feel how her grip trembles.

You finally look at her, and the pain in her eyes is unbearable. “I’m not good for you, Celeste,” you whisper, shaking your head. “You deserve better.”

“Stop it,” she pleads, her voice cracking. “Don’t say that. Don��t... push me away because you think I’m better off without you.” She lets go of your hand and takes a shaky breath. “I’m the one who decides what I need. And I need you, okay?”

The silence stretches between you, heavy and raw. You can feel your heart breaking under the weight of her words, under the truth of her feelings, but you still can’t shake the doubt gnawing at your mind.

Celeste steps forward, cupping your face gently, forcing you to look into her tear-filled eyes. “Please,” she whispers, her voice barely audible. “Don’t leave me.”

Her words tear through you, and all you can do is pull her into your arms, holding her tight as her tears soak into your shirt. And in that moment, you know you can’t let go—not now, not ever.

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Sooo about the demo

I'm sure most of you have seen the ask where I had explained about the demo release and I've decided to move the release to next year.

There's a lot going on right now so I've barely gotten to write much so while I'll still be working on the demo whenever I can I'll have to delay the release. I'll still make time to post stuff and answer but it won't too frequent.

Hope you guys understand and thank you for following the story!💖

-Agni

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Omg i stole this ask from somewhere, but it was going around months ago, and I'd totally forgot how much i loved it, so here it is againn Circulation!! *Jazz hands* Sorry.. lmao. So MC gets a bit too tipsy, and the ROs want to take them home ( the whole relationship already established), but MC is like, hands off, I'm already taken... because drunkity drunk and can not compute.... how does this go? 🤣😭

Omg hi phantom! I love your asks tysm:) Let's see...

Quill

Quill watches with amusement as you stumble around the room, clearly tipsy from the night’s drinks. He steps forward, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Alright, love, I think it’s time for bed. You’ll thank me in the morning.”

You frown, pulling away and wagging a clumsy finger in his face. “Hey, no touching! I already have a partner, mister... and he's very handsome, so don’t get any ideas!”

Quill can’t help but chuckle, crossing his arms. “Oh really? Handsome, huh?”

You nod, swaying slightly. “Yep! He’s got auburn hair, plays music, and he's... perfect. So, no flirting with me!”

Quill’s grin widens, and he gently guides you toward the bed, careful not to let you trip. “Sounds like quite the catch. I wouldn't dream of getting in the way.”

You blink at him, still suspicious but too sleepy to protest as you flop onto the bed. “Good. 'Cause... he’s mine.”

Quill chuckles softly, tucking the blanket around you. “He sure is, love. He sure is.”

Pierre

Pierre stands with his arms crossed, an amused expression softening his normally stoic demeanor. “You’ve had more than enough for one night. Time to get you to bed.”

Just as he’s about to pick you up, you push away from him, tripping over your own feet and nearly colliding with the table. In an instant, he’s at your side, steadying you.

“I have a partner, you know!” you declare, swaying slightly. “He’s tall and strong, and he’ll be very upset if he sees you flirting with me.” You push against his chest, but he barely budges.

Pierre looks down at you, a soft smile breaking through his usual facade. He crouches down and lifts you up in a bridal carry. “I’m sure he’s a fine person, but right now, you need someone to look after you.”

You huff, crossing your arms in mock defiance. “But I’m not interested in anyone else! My partner’s the best!”

His heart skips a beat at the sheer adoration in your voice, and he chuckles, “He must be one lucky man. I promise I won’t steal you away from him.”

He sets you down gently on the bed you share, pulling the covers up to your chin as if tucking you in for a long winter’s nap. His fingers brush against your cheek as he stoops down to place a soft kiss on your forehead.

You can feel the warmth of the bed enveloping you, your eyelids growing heavy as you settle into the comfort.

“Goodnight, mon cher cœur,” he whispers

Celeste

Celeste watches you with an amused glint in her eyes as you attempt to balance on one foot, giggling at your antics. “Whoa there! Let’s get you off your feet before you faceplant.”

Just as she's about to take your hand,you shake your head violently stumbling back "No! I-I have a partner,and she's beautiful,talented,kind and just mh perfect."

Celeste laughs, stepping in to help you stay upright, her smile wide and infectious. “Sounds like quite the catch. But I must warn you, I’m very good at stealing hearts.”

“Don’t you try anything!” You say,wagging your finger at her barely noticing when she takes your hand again,leading you to the bed.

“I promise, I’ll behave. For now,” she replies with a wink, and as you settle onto the mattress she puts the covers over you,carressing your cheek repeatedly while humming a tune.

You eyes start closing due to the gentle ministrations,a dopey smile on your face.

"Good night darling" She whispers as she stands up,already preparing water for when you wake up.

Ash

Ash watches as you wobble around their room, having decided to let you stay for the night. There’s no way you would have made it home in your current state. While they regret letting you drink so much at the banquet, they can’t help but enjoy this carefree version of you—unfiltered and unabashed.

Leaning against the wall, a slight smile crosses their lips. “You should probably call it a night, don’t you think? You’re looking a bit wobbly.”

You turn to them, confusion clouding your eyes as if you’ve forgotten they were there. “Uhm, w-who are you?” you slur. Ash chuckles, a light sound cutting through the haze of your intoxication.

They step closer, sliding their hand into yours to guide you toward the bed. “Come on, let’s get you settled.”

You stumble, but Ash’s grip is firm and reassuring. “You’re really nice,” you mumble, blinking up at them with sincerity.

“I try my best. Now, how about you lay down and let me take care of you?”

“No! I have a partner.” Ash raises an eyebrow, amused. “Oh? And who’s this lucky person?”

You giggle. “They’re angelic, with beautiful hair and horns, and they’re super kind.”

Their smile widens. “Sounds like quite the catch. What’s their name?”

You furrow your brow, deep in thought. “Hmm, um… I can’t remember right now! But they treat me like I’m special,” you say, swaying slightly.

“Your special someone would be worried about you if they saw you like this. Let’s get you comfortable, alright?”

You nod reluctantly, the bed looking incredibly inviting as you sink into the soft sheets. “Fine, but only because I’m really tired,” you concede, your eyelids growing heavy.

As Ash helps you settle, their fingers brush your cheek, and they lean their forehead against yours for a moment before moving back, settling down on the other side of the bed. They kiss your neck softly before closing their eyes.

“Good night, my star.”

Ok..yes I got carried away but it's hard to write something so delicious short,it has to be decent sized!

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very excited, very intrigued by this if’s premise! always love to step into the shoes of a creature of the night… speaking of which! what physical features does the mc have that are elyn(dras)-specific?

An elyn usually has pointy ears like the fae,and their hair grows extremely fast so most of them just tend to keep it at back-length

MC's hair will be like that as well but I'll maybe put in an option to let the MC cut their hair sometime,their eyes are silver as well.Some tend to be a more lighter shade while others tend to be darker.

They are also never under average height which is considered 5'6 so the MC unfortunately will not be able to be a smol bean. Their nails are somewhat sharp as well and like the fae and werewolves; elyndras have the urge to mark their mate as well,therefore their canines are a bit sharp too.

Hope that answered your question and thank you for the ask anon!💖

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Thinking of writing a short story for one of the RO's

Askbox is open for requests,you can ask for scenarios as well or lore:)

Love ya'll💖

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How is one supposed to write when your hand is being used as a cushion for one of your dogs?

Cramping but I can't afford to remove my hand

Typing one handed is hard

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I seriously am so excited for this 😭😭😭

The pinboards you did are beautiful btw ❤️

Seeing as you do reaction asks. How would the ROs react to MC just grabbing their hand if they were anxious but during the crushing/ we have vibes stage 👀

Hope you're doing well also helllooooooooo 😇

Thank you so much! I’m thrilled that you're excited! 💖

We're going to do the crushing stage. because with Pierre and most likely Quill at the vibes stage they'd still try to be tsunderes and be purposefully oblivious,and this is depending on that they realize that mc is nervous.

Scenarios:

Quill Riviera When your hand slips into his, Quill’s grin softens, and his teasing tone briefly falters. He squeezes your hand gently and leans in slightly. “Nervous, huh?” he murmurs, his voice low and warm, laced with quiet understanding. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” For a second, the playful front fades, revealing the genuine comfort he’s offering. He keeps his fingers wrapped around yours, reassuring you with every subtle squeeze, while the playful glimmer in his eyes slowly returns.

Pierre Blanchet: Pierre freezes when you grab his hand, eyes widening slightly in surprise. He looks down at your intertwined fingers, as if he's unsure how to react. But then, his grip tightens—firm but not overwhelming. His voice is quiet, steady. “You’re safe,” he says simply, his usual cold exterior melting just a bit, allowing a rare glimpse of tenderness. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” Though his words are few, the warmth in his hand and the gentleness in his gaze speak volumes.

Celeste Dupont: The moment your fingers intertwine with hers, Celeste’s eyes flicker with understanding. She gives your hand a gentle squeeze, pulling you just a bit closer to her side. “Don’t worry, love,” she murmurs, her voice a warm balm against your nerves. “You’re safe with me.” Celeste lets out a soft hum as her thumb traces comforting circles on the back of your hand, grounding you in the moment.

Ash Valdaryn: Ash’s breath hitches the second your hand touches theirs. Their white eyes widen, flickering between your hand and your face, flustered. For a moment, they’re at a loss for words, the blood rushing to their cheeks. “Y-you… uh…” Ash stammers, then suddenly squeezes your hand tightly, almost protectively. “I mean… It’s fine. I’m here for you,” they finally say, voice shaky but sincere. They don’t pull away, and you can feel their heart racing just as fast as yours.

Thanks so much for the ask!

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Ngl, Celeste gives: always taking care of others, never getting taken care of

And that makes me want to make an mc who wants to do that for her so badly.

Does she find this endearing or annoying?

She'd at first have to get used to it, because all her life she's been used to taking care of others but she'll find it endearing.

She's all for that princess treatment;)

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Do you do ro’s react

I do yes!:)