rangers-arecool

[rangers-arecool]

Last updated: 22.01.25

If I have missed you off, please tell me. My ask boxes is currently open, DMs are also open or comment below if you would like a random starter to be sent, just say which muse/s. I am as slow as hell. Please do bear with me as I haven't been (and still isn't) very well in RL. But I have everything saved on Scrivener, so I am trying to answer when I can.

Replies :: 28

@menelvagor - Halbarad (3) | Éomer (11) | Boromir (1) | Bard (5), @sonxofxgondor - 2, @inkwelloftheeldar - 1 , @sonxofxgondor - 2, @thegreatstrongbow - 2 & @gezelligheiid - 1

Asks :: 7

@saephrond - 1, @thegreatstrongbow - 2, @menelvagor - 2, @askrossiel - 1 & @quentafeanorians -1

Starters :: 4

@storiedocs | Eruingil & Lyth, @lordsxfgondor | Aragorn & Hal, @saephrond | ? and @menelvagor | Éomer & Hal

Queued :: 2

@lordofthegoldenflower & @inkwelloftheeldar | Neville

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  Messages, passed secretly between Ranger to Ranger; from Anborn to Faramir to Aragorn; but never to the man who needed to know it most. Kept hidden from the eldest of Gondor’s steward, for the state of her health had been unknown after she’d been found collapsed at the edge of Ithilien. It was only once the missing Northerner woke up that they were able to catalogue and start to heal some of her injuries; yet the reason behind them was left unknown for now.

  Despite many of her injuries remaining unhealed, the soft spoken Ranger had no interest in staying off her feet. Not when Boromir was completely unaware that she still lived. An added incentive to return to Minas Tirith was the news that Faramir carried, about his older brother refusing all who wished to be his partner and wife. Although they had never really spoken about what would happen if they both survived the war, for her prospects of survival had been limited.

  Hal didn’t fight his embrace, letting herself be pulled closer and leaning minutely into his touch. She was thankful that only Aragorn, Arwen and those stood to the side of Boromir could see the way she was beginning to lean against him. “I thought I.. was dead when.. your brother’s Rangers.. found me…” Her voice, though strong at first, was now losing it’s strength through a lack of use and smoke inhalation from when the volcano blew.

  It didn’t take long for the injured Dúnadan to give the answer that they both wanted to hear. “Yes I will.. stay with you.. always, Boromir…” She gave him a soft smile, before dark eyes closed and she collapsed against his taller form as injuries and weariness finally got the better of her.

@rangers-arecool asked: With the Dark Lord defeated for the final time and Aragorn taking his place as King of Gondor, with Arwen at his side as Queen, there was just two issues that needed sorting. Fast.

Both involving Boromir and one featuring his father.

It was easy to see, despite his attempts to hide it, that the Gondorian Captain wasn't happy. That unhappiness was made clearer each time Denethor tried to get him to find a partner, despite knowing that he already loved someone. A Northerner who most thought was dead.

Both problems were about to be solved at the same time in a manner that the gender-fluid Ranger would never use normally. However she was tired, hurting and just a little bit annoyed about Denethor's continued attempts to make his eldest be with someone he didn't want.

Without a single word, Hal strode through the full throne room and silence fell as people recognised who it was. She stopped at Boromir's side, the ice in her gaze melting slightly, before pulling him into a gentle kiss in front of everyone. It only lasted a brief moment but that was enough to make others back off.

"I'm not dead and I'm not going anywhere now. Not unless YOU want me to leave, Boromir."

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A liminal landscape - from one phase born onto another - blended into the overthrow of the Lord of the Rings and the ascent of Aragorn, King of the Reunited Kingdom, alike. Collapse to the rule of once gifted Maia, the future of all Middle Earth would be prosperous henceforth, free from the hands that had once sought her harm, the cold touch of Sauron never to linger. Cleansed from the deepest soils; the bodies of the dead handled, taken to their final rest and never disturbed again. Good men of Gondor laid beneath their flowers, funeral songs sang to their valiance, the strength and courage that was given for total sake. So many lost for the chance to regain peace, amongst the pained faces had Boromir searched for his friends, his loved ones, his Hal. Quiet as a feather fall onto grass, quicker than a hawk, more cunning than the foxes who smirked when in chase, the commands of Denethor, perhaps, too great in their word. A final decree that she followed without hesitation; always the proud ranger, always loyal to the cause, always the keeper to a heart other than her own.

Parted not because of their own choosing but for the province of their obligations, in the days that followed the end of the Dark Lord, Boromir drifted in desolation. Lonesomeness that daubed the color of his eyes, filled his belly in replacement of food, warm and hot, haunted his dreams. Horrible memories interwoven with thoughts made anew. Old and bitter, the horrors once believed to be passed reborn, arisen from the dead and come to feast. Beautiful Hal contorted, a reflection so vile, bones poked from below paled flesh, her limbs and hair torn about her, tattered and ripped into pieces. Knives and potions unable to save, unable to provide relief, her screams and cries breaking the dawn that burst through the window of Boromir's chambers. Scorching red and orange, torrid yellow across the line of skies and hills, the sweat that dripped down flushed brow, Boromir lost for all air, panting and helpless.

Aragorn and Arwen married in the realm of their people, suitors had traveled miles for the same chance toward Boromir. Hoped for bliss felt from the very tips of their fingers, the shake of their hands, the devious charm of their smiles. Married to the son of a steward, stoic and honorable as the men come before he, carved of the gods. A prospect that would have done Gondor proud - ever often did Boromir refuse them. Rebuffed the many who came to his call, polite and gentle as he could, charmed but all the same uninterested. Heart taken from his chest and carried away by someone else, an unreturned hero that arrived as soon as she left, the only person Boromir would have thought to wed once the responsibilities of his time were finished with. When both sword and shield could be dismissed for an adventure much more domestic - the life of a husband, the fate of someone loved beyond the glory earned.

Unable to bear the thought of having another, Boromir rather decided upon an existence alone. Comforted by the affection of friends and so; until the doors to the throne room rushed open, tangled hair came into sight, and lips so sweet pressed to his. Berries of wild and coarse hint of firewood smoke, his dearest come back to him, Hal's name silenced before it so much had the space to be spoken aloud, swallowed whole by determined kisses.

"Hal..."

Boromir whispered, voice strained and misted, a cry. "My darling, you've come back to me."

Palms to either side of her head, an embrace that pulled her ever closer, Boromir declared, to her and before everyone. "How could I ever want you to leave? Oh, Hal! I believed you to be dead! My love, my poor Hal! All these hours away from you, not knowing what had become of you, being unable to find you... I have been in agony. Oh, beloved, look at you. My poor, poor love."

"No. No more of this. We've fought too long and lost too much for it all to be forsaken here. Before you, Hal, and our people, I say: I want you. I need you. I love you. Go not far from me, for I do not think that my heart could bear another separation. Stay with me for always, for that is what I want with you. Hal, won't you?"

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For: @menelvagor

It wasn't unheard of to not hear anything from the Commander of Esteldin when she was on a mission. But that wasn't the case this time. For the only mission planned was a trip to Rohan with Aragorn to meet with Éomer and his cousin. Normally on time, concern started to grow when only three out of the four participants actally arrived.

There was a frown forming on the Dúnadan Chieftain's face as he saw Éomer and Theodred approach but still no sign of his second. And yet a tiny suspicion was stirring in his mind, for few had actually heard from the gender-fluid Ranger since her last mission.

A mission that Hal had finished, while not looking very well.

He knew her well enough by now to know that she had a tendency to hide when ill or hurt. For it had been a complaint oft made by his foster father and others of his kin. A hand waving in front of him made darkened stormy blue eyes blink, before refocusing on the two cousins.

"My apologies- I was distracted with another matter."

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The quiet redhead smiled softly as she felt his touch on her hand, leaning against the couch. She had never really had much in the way of dreams or plans for the future, not since learning she couldn't return to her home world. Meeting Sigrid, Bain and Tilda had eased a tiny part of her; but never had she considered that they, along with their father, would pull her into their small family.

"I tried getting her to go to bed but she's inherited your stubbornness." Skiâ teased, lightly squeezing his hand with a flicker of concern in grey eyes.

"They are good kids and I adore them. Much like I do their father."

While Bard was finally able to rest his body after his day of work, his limbs felt heavier and his muscles ached noticeably. He moved his thumb so that it could lightly rub Skiâ's hand. He smiled gently at his daughter as she dozed peacefully. "My darling little Tilda," he said fondly, pulling the blanket that half-covered her further over her shoulders.

He then tilted his head and leaned partially on his arm and partially against Skiâ's shoulder, sighing tiredly.

"I am glad they do. They enjoy your presence here during the day."

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"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

who else knows you're still alive?

don't tell me i'm the only one that knows.

i never should have believed their lies.

how could you keep this from me?

they lied to you. they knew it would break you if i died.

i staged it all.

there's no way this is happening.

i'm never letting you go.

i promised you i'd never leave you.

but i saw you die! this is impossible!

no. no. this isn't happening. this can't be real.

i watched it. i watched you die and now you're standing here.

how is this even possible?

they might have exaggerated just a bit.

we needed to make it look like i was dead.

you just let me spend all this time thinking you were dead?

did you tell anyone else?

this was your master plan? fake your death, see what happens?

i don't know whether to be pissed or be thrilled to see you again.

i've just seen a ghost.

you saw what they wanted you to see.

you're not real. i must be dreaming.

did you look for me?

funny. i don't remember falling asleep.

you just let us all believe you were dead?

it was the only way to do this. i'm sorry.

when were you going to tell me?

i watched the life leave your eyes...

you kept this from me.

oh my god... no. no no no. this can't be happening.

how did you... how did you even do this?

someone pinch me.

you look pretty good for someone that's supposed to be dead.

i watched you die in my arms.

they told me you died.

i promised you i'd come back.

they lied to me? all this time?

trust me, i wanted to tell you. i really did.

i think i need to sit down.

i'm gonna need some time to process this.

are you real? can i touch you?

what was all this about you dying?

you've kept the truth from me all this time.

had you just told me, i could have helped you.

i begged them to let me tell you, but they said it would ruin our plans.

the blood was fake. i'm all right.

yes, i'm alive! would you please come over here and give me a hug?

i didn't think i'd survive it, either.

i knew you'd come back for me.

we had to make it believable from the start.

there was no other way.

i should have told you.

i tried to get a message out to you.

they said you'd moved on, so i figured i should, too.

i wish i had all the answers for you.

i know you expect me to be okay with this, but things have changed since you died.

[name]... i thought you were dead.

will you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?

i'll never leave you again.

i swear on my life, this wasn't supposed to happen this way.

i take it you got my message.

everything got out of hand.

they didn't tell you?

glad you could make it.

i'm sorry i didn't reach out to you sooner.

all of a sudden, you come back into my life.

i'm back and better than ever.

i don't want to hear your excuses.

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SOFT  DETAILS  FOR SMUT  &  INTIMATE  MOMENTS 

[ TRUST ]  sender gently telling the receiver “just let go” as they get them to finish.  

[ TRUSTED ]  receiver gently telling sender “just let go” as they get them to finish. 

[ GRATIFY ]  sender asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating receiver after teasing them. 

[ GRATIFYING ]  receiver asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating sender after teasing them. 

[ CONTROL ]  sender stops stimulating receiver and tells them they have to be still if they want to continue. 

[ CONTROLLED ]  receiver stops stimulating sender and tells them the have to be still if they want to continue.  

[ GAZE ]  sender taking receiver’s jaw and saying “look at me” during sex or foreplay.

[ GAZING ]  receiver taking sender’s jaw and saying “look at me” during sex or foreplay.

[ HOLD ]  sender holding receiver close during an especially intense moment and whispering “i’ve got you.” 

[ HELD ]  receiver holding sender close during an especially intense moment and whispering “i’ve got you” 

[ CLOSE ]  sender wrapping their arms around receiver who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover. 

[ CLOSER ]  receiver wrapping their arms around sender who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover. 

[ JOY ]  sender getting louder than usual which makes receiver start laughing affectionately,  taking the opportunity to check in. 

[ JOYFUL ]  receiver getting louder than usual which makes sender start laughing affectionately,  taking the opportunity to check in. 

[ TIMID ]  the submissive partner getting self conscious and covering their face,  laughing softly at the intensity.   

[ COAX ]  the dominant partner gently moving the shy or overwhelmed submissive’s hands from covering their face so they can kiss them,  breathing praises against their skin. 

[ ADORE ]  sender whispering “you’re perfect” to receiver after undressing them. 

[ ADORED ]  receiver whispering “you’re perfect” to sender after undressing them. 

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GRUMPY AFFECTIONATE STARTERS.

1. “Yeah, yeah. You’re cute. Just stop smiling at me like that.” 

2. “I love you, but please stop whatever it is that you’re doing.” 

3. “You’re so annoying. Oh my God– I love you so much.” 

4. “STOP BEING SO CUTE, IT’S NOT FAIR!”

5. “Listen, I enjoy this hug and all, but can you stop?”

6. “Give me a minute, I’m going to tickle the shit out of you.” 

7. “Hey, stop looking at me like that– I don’t like how cute you look.” 

8. “Please, stop smiling at me like that. I’m not sure what will happen if you keep doing that.” 

9. “I don’t like people, but you’re an exception.” 

10. “You’re the only one who gets to call me that, you know.” 

11. “I crave your affection, but I crave your silence even more– shut up.” 

12. “Is this your way of subtly hinting that you want to hold my hand because it’s quite cute, but I’m not in the mood to hold your hand.” 

13. “You’re talking too much, just shut up and hold me.” 

14. “Ew. Get away from me. No– not you. You stay.” 

15. “Hi, I’ve been subtle at hinting that I want your attention all day and you haven’t noticed once and now I’m pissed.”

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Her small smile turned warmer as she looked up at the sound of the front door opening. With Tilda asleep by her side and the two older children working on something in their rooms, there was only one person it could be; their father, Bard. Skiâ put her book down, careful as not to accidentally wake the young girl and rested her free hand over his.

"Aye, they always do. Tils fell asleep waiting for you though." She murmured quietly, sending a fond smile towards her.

On one of the colder days of the month, Skiâ was curled up near the fire with her sketchbook in hand. But she hadn't managed to finish a drawing, due to Tilda falling asleep against her. Not wanting to disturb the younger girl, she pulled a book out and started reading instead with a small smile. -✧- @rangers-arecool

Bard returned home from another long day out on his barge, and unfortunately it was also a very cold one. He entered quietly and as soon as the door was shut, he rubbed his hands together and breathed warmly on them. He removed his over coat and then noticed Skiâ reading while Tilda was curled up beside her. He smiled at them both and approached, sitting down tiredly next to Skiâ and the fire.

"Did my young ones behave for you today?" he asked softly.

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For: Bard | @menelvagor Muse: Skiâ Verse: Sentinel & Guide

Her life was peaceful. It was a unspoken thought that she had never the opportunity to think before. Here in a different world to her own, which was quieter most of the time and where folk simply wanted her for her. A place where she didn't have to think about being someone else; instead she could just be a healer and herbalist- and at that precise moment, acting a as a bed.

A soft smile made itself at home on her lips as she ran gentle fingers through the hair of Bard's youngest sleeping on her lap. Given that the quiet redhead had no interest in disturbing Tilda, she opted to read for a bit. Despite the book seeming to distract her, she was still watching over Sigrid and Bain and was there if they needed her.

Skiâ closed her eyes for a few minutes, checking her mental shields to make sure they were still intact. But just before she came out of her mind, something caught her attention. Someone was nudging at her shields, trying to make a connection but she wasn't letting them in. It bothered her but nothing obvious could be seen and she still acted the same way.

That soon changed when she heard footsteps coming down the hallway and from outside, although the latter was easily recognised as Bard. She was still learning to work out which footsteps were Sigrid and which were Bain. Yet she had no idea of what she was about to learn.

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*  ―  VAMPIRIC STARTER PROMPTS .  

* tw for mentions of blood / drinking blood / death + murder .

Human. 

❝ that’s a lot of blood. ❞

❝ so you drink [human] blood ? ❞

❝ how long has it been since you fed ? ❞

❝ bite me. ❞

❝ you just bit me ! ❞

❝  i don’t believe in vampires. ❞

❝ i want to be your familiar. ❞ 

❝ can you turn in to a bat ? ❞

❝ you don’t have a reflection ! ❞

❝ so do you sleep in a coffin ? ❞

❝ you’re gonna need a bigger coffin. ❞

❝ so, how old are you really ? ❞

❝ your skin’s always so cold. ❞

❝ if you need to feed, you can bite me. ❞

❝ you can bite me, i trust you. ❞ 

❝ what does it taste like ? / what do i taste like ? ❞

❝ you’re [not] a monster. ❞

Vampire.

❝ drink this, you’ll feel better. ❞

❝ i’m [not] a monster. ❞

❝ i haven’t fed in awhile. ❞

❝ it’s dangerous for you to be here when i’m like this. ❞

❝ i want you to be my familiar. ❞

❝ forget what you think you know, vampires exist. ❞

❝ no, that’s a myth. ❞

❝ i’m not going to eat you. ❞

❝ you call it a myth, i call it a bad stereotype. ❞

❝ your taste so sweet / bitter / good / bad. ❞

❝ your blood smells so sweet / bitter / good / bad. ❞ 

❝ it’s been awhile since i tasted fresh blood. ❞

❝ you’re so warm. / i forgot how warm living is. ❞

❝ you have to invite me in. ❞

❝ i think i just killed someone. ❞

❝ honestly ? i’m terrified i’m going to have to spend eternity alone. ❞

Actions.   ( add a + to reverse the action ! )

[ BITE. ]  the sender bites receiver on the ( neck / wrist / thigh / bodypart ) to drink their blood.

[ TURN. ]  the sender turns the receiver into a vampire.

[ BLOODLUST ]  the sender has gone too long without feeding, base instincts taking over, the receiver finds them. 

[ COFFIN. ]  the sender stumbles upon the receiver sleeping in a coffin. 

[ STAKE. ]  after finding out the receiver is a vampire, the sender tries to stake them. 

[ MIRROR. ]  when passing a mirror, the receiver notices the sender does not have a reflection. 

[ OFFER. ]  after noticing the receiver hasn’t fed in a few days / weeks, the sender offers to let the receiver feed from them.

[ MESS. ]  the sender finds the receiver covered in blood that certainly isn’t their own.

[ LICK. ]  the sender licks blood from the receiver’s wound / finger.

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↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts .   feel  free  to  specify  the  initiating  muse .  potentially  nsfw  content  within .   will  be  updated .)

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare ,  spin the bottle ,  etc ) .

kissing your lover to show you forgive them .

neck kisses that turn into love bites .

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them .

a last kiss before one goes away .

biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss .

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears .

a kiss while being reunited after a long time .

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy .

a kiss while slow dancing .

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger .

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight .

kissing them to shut them up .

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning .

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain .

kissing your partner to seal a marriage .

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

a kiss to resolve suppressed romantic/sexual tension .

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .

kissing the top of their head as you hold them .

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers .

stolen kisses while hiding away from a crowd .

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets .

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out .

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps .

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss .

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them .

a kiss after joining your lover in the shower .

a kiss after receiving good news .

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends .

a kiss shared between enemies during combat .

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them .

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort .

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party .

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .

a kiss between two people in a fake relationship .

a kiss that seals a promise .

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning .

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them .

kissing the tears from their cheeks .

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body .

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation .

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast .

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work .

a kiss shared while holding your dying lover .

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Going quiet for a few days if you try getting hold of me and I don't respond.

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Silence was always unusual when it came to her surroundings, for the sharp hearing of her panther could hear everything most of the time. This time though, it was peaceful with only the roar of the waterfall, water lapping at the edge of the lake and.. loud footsteps making their way towards her.

Familiar footsteps that belonged to a man she had been avoiding.

There was little movement from the young witch, who had her head buried in her hands. Yet at the same time, a knot was beginning to unravel inside her chest as he came to a stop by the rock. She hadn't expected anyone to come looking for her, least of all the bargeman. After a moment, she dropped her hands to her knees and lifted her head to look at him.

Skiâ considered the position that Bard had found her in and answered, wanting to ease his worry. "I'm fine." His second question made the redhead go quiet for a few minutes, before she sighed and shifted to her feet. "It's nothing you or your children have done." She murmured quietly, focusing on the falling water while trying to find the words to explain.

"I needed to clear my head and.. try to lock away my feelings for you, Bard." Grey eyes flicked back to lock with his dark green briefly, before dropping to study some newer looking scars on her hands.

Bard walked along toward where he knew the waterfall was; being but one source for the large lake on which he lived. He carried his bag of work supplies and some food destined for home with him, the weight but nothing as he hurried to find Skiâ.

He frowned as it grew dark quickly, but the moon was bright and lit his path toward the fall. The bowman followed it until he saw the shock of red, which was a tell-tale sign of the young woman. At the moment, he did not care if he was loud and could be heard approaching: his feet hit the dirt of the path heavily after his long day, the objects in his bag thumped against his side, his breath left quickly from exerted lungs.

"Skiâ!" he called, walking over to her still and silent form, which did worry him at first. "Are you alright?" he started, as a precaution. And after several moments he added, "Why have we not seen you?"

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The old woman nodded at his words and shifted out of his way, a unsurprised smile on her face as the bargeman suddenly hurried to the waterfall. It wasn't difficult to see that Bard and Skiâ danced around each-other, without realising the other's feelings for them. After dropping off his message to his children, she returned home; hopeful that things could be righted between the pair now.

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With many animals preferring the daytime, there was very little movement besides her own as she neared the waterfall. This worked for the quiet redhead, since it meant that few would disturb her ever shifting thoughts. Grey eyes scanned the rocky shoreline and then went to sit down, leaning against a rock with her knees pulled up to her chest.

Although night had now truly fallen upon the land, there was still enough moonlight shining down for a path to be seen towards the waterfall. Unnoticed by the soft spoken nearly 28 year old, rays of silver could be seen flickering among long red hair. Yet with the way that Skiâ was leaning her head against her arms and the usual slow rise and fall of her chest, it didn't look like she was breathing at all.

With the apparent disappearance of the young witch, Bard had become quieter and more grim, going to work for harder and longer days for a distraction. He had more time which he wished to fill in. He and his children had taken up a few more responsibilities around the house now as well, with one less person inhabiting it and helping out.

Bard also had not realized how much he would notice the missing presence of Skiâ, and if he admitted it, this frightened him. The last time he had felt anything like this was before he had married his wife.

He had not fully grasped until now how he cared for Skiâ: her presence, her help, her conversation, her ability to make his loneliness dissipate. While he had always had his children to help keep the darkness at bay, it was not always a complete aid.

So when the older herbalist of Lake-town told him where he could find Skiâ again, he finished his tasks for the day almost immediately. He had a certain amount of anxiety over seeing her again after a "long" time, but he did not feel right leaving whatever they had to fade away without him making any extra effort.

"Tell my children I will return late," he burst out quickly, packing up everything and then hurrying off to the waterfall.

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STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS

❝  don’t be ridiculous,  there’s enough room on this bed for both of us. ❞ 

❝  please stay.  i don’t think i can be alone tonight.  ❞

❝  i’m staying,  okay?  you don’t have to be alone tonight. ❞

❝  you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  will you sleep with me?  i know how that sounds i just mean—  i feel safe when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i’ll be here the whole night okay?  nothing will get to you while i’m here.  ❞

❝  wait— have you been here all night?  ❞

❝  i thought you went home after i went to bed.  you didn’t have to do that— you could’ve at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on.  ❞

❝  can i stay with you tonight?  i don’t wanna go home yet.  ❞

❝  it’s late,  you might as well just stay here.  ❞

❝  can you just…stay here?  and hold me.  ❞

❝  i know this might sound weird but,  do you wanna stay over?  i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  i think it’d be nice.  ❞

❝  i’m not expecting anything,  i just,  thought it’d be nice to keep you company tonight. ❞

❝  i don’t have nightmares when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i get you’re doing the whole protective thing— and i appreciate it.  i do,  but there’s no reason for you to stay awake all night.  might as well come to bed.  ❞

❝  thank you for staying.  it just gets so lonely at night sometimes.  ❞

❝  i don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly,  i don’t really wanna be alone either.  ❞

❝  do you wanna stay with me tonight?  ❞

❝  stay,  please.  ❞

❝  i’ll stay.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  end of discussion.  you gotta learn to let people take care of you.  ❞

❝  i’m not ready to say goodbye yet.  ❞

❝  i don’t wanna have to say goodnight.  ❞

❝  honestly i can’t sleep,  so if you wanna stay up with me?  ❞

❝  i don’t sleep a lot either these days.  we can be insomniacs together.  ❞

❝  well,  i can think of some ways to wear you out.  ❞

❝  if you can’t sleep,  there are other things we could do.  ❞

❝  i’d rather fuck than stare at the ceiling counting sheep to be honest.  ❞

❝  it doesn’t have to mean anything,  i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight.  and i want to feel good for once.  ❞

❝  please don’t go—  i need.  i need someone—  i need you.  ❞

❝  the night doesn’t have to end here,  you know.  ❞

❝  i like it when you’re here.  so stay.  please?  ❞

❝  you’re just as lonely as i am.  might as well be lonely together.  ❞

❝  you can stay but i’m not letting you sleep on that couch.  ❞

❝  chivalry is overrated,  get in my bed.  ❞

❝  you’re clearly exhausted.  you can go in the morning.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to pretend to be fine,  if you need me to stay i will.  ❞

❝  when i said i wanted everyone to leave me alone i didn’t mean you.  i can’t handle everyone else right now but you…you’re different.  ❞

❝  you need someone right now.  and i’m the one that’s here.  let me be what you need.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ GUARDED ]  sender insists on staying the night to keep watch over receiver who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ GUARDING ]  receiver insists on staying the night to keep watch over sender who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ UNEXPECTED ]  one muse stays the night to keep an eye on the other after something traumatic and they end up having comfort sex.

[ CONSOLE ]  sender asks receiver to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.  

[ CONSOLED ]  receiver asks sender to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling. 

[ ACCIDENT ]  sender winds up staying at receiver’s house all night because receiver fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ UNPLANNED ]  receiver winds up staying at sender’s house all night because sender fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ STAY ]  sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed. 

[ STAYING ]  receiver is carrying sender to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  sender grabs their hand so receiver joins them in bed. 

[ APPROACHED ]  sender is staying with receiver for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ APPROACH ]  receiver is staying with sender for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ SHARE ]  sender is unexpectedly staying with receiver overnight,  receiver insisted sender sleep on the bed while they take the floor but sender winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ SHARED ]  receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight,  sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ FOUND ]  sender is staying with receiver who had them take the bed while receiver takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  sender goes out to join receiver on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ FIND ]  receiver is staying with sender who had them take the bed while sender takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  receiver goes out to join sender on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ DISCOVERED ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender was watching over them. 

[ HAVEN ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender felt safer with them. 

[ WEARY ]  sender cries themselves to sleep in receiver’s arms. 

[ TIRED ]  receiver cries themselves to sleep in sender’s arms. 

[ PROPOSITION ]  one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time. 

[ PURPOSE ]  one muse can’t sleep so the other initiates sex to wear them out. 

[ TRAPPED ]  one muse ends up staying the night with the other due to a storm. 

[ KEEP ]  sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up,  sender whines so they stay put.  

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