#— prompts ☾

[nottswitch]

hiiii, congrats on hitting 1k🎉🎉🎉 could you do prompt 106 and 68 with either mattheo riddle or theodore nott?? could you also make it fluff and smut !!

thanks, babe, ily 💘 i assume that you accidentally sent the same request, just with a character specified :) i decided to go with matty for this one.

68. "we just kissed." 106. "…this is awkward."

warnings: 18+ mdni, fingering, cursing

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"fuck- ahhhh, mattheo, just like that!"

mattheo growled, feeling his cock throb in his jeans at the sound of his name on your lips, moaned in such a needy, beautiful voice. he pressed you firmer against the stone wall and curled his two fingers inside of you, pressing on a spot that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. your lips parted in a silent scream, air coming out in short breaths as your best friend kept pumping his fingers in and out of you.

"you like my fingers, princess?" mattheo nearly hissed into your ear, the feeling of your nails digging into his shoulders being too good for him to stop his hips from jerking forward. you felt the hardness of his length pressed against the back of your thigh, your leg wrapped around his waist, and you swallowed at the thought of his potential size.

you didn’t want to admit it, but recently you’d been thinking about what mattheo was hiding underneath his pants a bit too much. you and your best friend had an agreement – if you felt especially horny but wasn’t in the mood for a stranger, he would graciously help you out. however, this arrangement only included his hands or mouth – a boundary placed by you, since you were, well, best friends. lately, however, you’ve been wondering a lot about his cock, and if it was all that the rumors made it out to be. and just in general, you started noticing that mattheo was actually a pretty attractive guy, with his messy curls, his deep brown eyes…

the addition of a third finger snatched you out of your thoughts, making you press your cheek against mattheo’s and moan louder into his ear, the sound ringing through the corridor and mixing with the music from the party barely reaching your ears. mattheo had to deeply breathe in and out to save himself from making a mess in his jeans right then and there – your moans were just too damn addictive.

"gonna cum," you whispered hoarsely, your hand unconsciously moving up from his shoulder to wrap around the back of his neck. mattheo gritted his teeth, increasing his pace, but not being able to stop his hips from bucking forward again – the need for friction was too strong.

"cum for me, baby girl. cum all over my fingers," he breathed against your cheek, and it was everything that you needed to finally let go. "matty…" you whined, your legs shaking around his waist as you slumped against him, pressed between the stone wall and his equally hard but very warm body.

the sound of his nickname in that whiny, perfect voice of yours did it for him. in a second, his lips were on yours, passionately moving and sucking and biting- your eyes widened at the sudden gesture, but you didn’t protest. of course, all boundaries went out of the window in an instant, but who could think about those when his lips were so… so?

when you finally managed to gather enough willpower to pull away, you were panting and grinning like an idiot, your wide, lovesick smile an exact match to that of mattheo’s.

"…this is awkward," you said, feeling your cheeks flushing slightly at the sight of mattheo’s wet, slightly swollen and very inviting lips. "we just kissed."

mattheo chuckled in response. "i mean, my fingers were deep inside your guts just a minute ago. i think we’re way past the awkward stage, princess."

you laughed in response and playfully swatted his chest. maybe he was right, after all. the kiss felt more intimate, for some reason, but you guessed that that was a conversation for another time.

"there’s something else that can be deep inside my guts right now…"

[egglain]

hey y’all— idk if this exists already but i thought i’d make a “dickcember” prompt list.

smut writers, if you use any of these, please tag me so i can read! happy writing ❄️☃️🎄

Dickcember 2024 - 18+

1 - Nutcracker! [cumplay, CBT, spanking]

2 - Let it blow! [blowjobs, snowed in, cuddles]

3 - Meet the family! [thighs, keep quiet, first times]

4 - Letters to Santa [sexting, at work, desire]

5 - Ho, ho ho! [stripping, orgy/group sex, cucking]

6 - Snowballs [temperature play, games, balls]

7 - Pin the nose on the snowman! [pegging, body worship, dressing up]

8 - Star [reversed roles, living room, on top]

9 - Pine & parcels [bondage, impromptu/makeshift, car]

10 - Frosty [cold, dom/sub dynamics, marking]

11 - Rudolph red [period, whips, predator/prey dynamics]

12 - Partridge in a pear tree [anal, unshaven, gift-giving]

13 - Eggnog [ovulation, vanilla, mating press]

14 - Candy cane [deepthroat, cockrings, jelqing]

15 - Sleigh Ride [riding, outdoor, adventures]

16 - Pipesicle [flashing, spitting, from behind]

17 - Hang the stockings [feet, decorating, nylon/thigh highs]

18 - Caroling [vocal, neighbours, dirty talk]

19 - Giftwrapping [shibari, protected, ribbons]

20 - Sugar cookies & sugar plums [praise, food play, sweet]

21 - Yule [mistletoe, rimming, magic]

22 - GingerBRED! [breeding, domestic, glazing/frosting]

23 - Stocking stuff me! [feeding, toys, gagging]

24 - Knotty List [knotting, heat/rut, degradation]

25 - Cumming down the chimney! [creampies, unwrapping, fireplace]

26 - Mommy's kissing Santa Claus [size kink, kissing, older]

27 - HoliYAY [feast, femdom, edging]

28 - Cookies and milk [lactation, titjobs, midnight]

29 - Coal [begging, restraints, deprivation]

30 - Christmas card [cameras/filming, crossdressing, tickling]

31 - New Years Resolutions [confessions, exhibitionism, strangers]

banners by @roseschoices!

[bbyg4rl]

carpenter!jj cums on the shelf he's building for you before he gives it to you. he ruins it out in the open, on your front yard, with no regard for anyone that walks by. he's still building the shelf one moment and the next, he has his dick in his hands because he knows you're going to use it.

you're going to put your makeup on it, put your bag on it, maybe even store your panties in it, you're going to use it like any other shelf, innocent. unsuspecting. because you have no idea he's already ruined it. just like he's ruined every other thing he's built you.

[crsssie]

Can you do a Jaime smut where the reader treats him to a blow job to help him relax after he’s had a stressful day?

warmth. - jaime reyes x reader (nsfw warning)

"Oh, mierda, mi vida." Jaime curses, fingers curling uncomfortably next to his sides as you lick up his length. "Y-you don't have to do this."

Jaime really doesn't like asking you to do these things for him. He'd much rather be pressed in your legs, sandwiched between your thighs as he pleases you, but this isn't uncomfortable at all, rather, it's complete bliss— watching as you take him your mought, lashes fluttering as you try and get adjusted to the length, face contorted a little, brows furrowed.

"You look gorgeous," Jaime whimpers, staring down at you through his lashes.

You hum around his cock, hand reaching for one of his, lacing your fingers with his as you try taking more of him. You pull off of him, panting with your mouth open as the saliva connecting your lips to his length break.

"Mi vida, are you—"

"You can use your hands, you know?" You mumble. "I'd like it, and it'd be easier. Besides, this is about you, not me."

Jaime mumbles, free hand lacing through your hair as you blink up at him, nodding. This time, he guides you slowly, gradually speeding up as he feels himself get close, apologies spewing off his lips as he forces himself to the back of your throat, moaning as he cums, apologizing as he pulls out of your mouth, kneeling and apologizing, only for you to look him in the eye, and show him your tongue.

"Mi vida, I'm so—"

You swallow, showing him your tongue after, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"Feel better?"

"Of course." He mumbles, kissing you. "Always."

reblogs are appreciated („• ֊ •„)੭

[fangs-n-fluff]

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨!!

☆ You can call me Graceson!! :3

☆ I’m a minor!

☆ Pronouns: He/they + neos/ Xenos!

(xim/pup/vamp/nyan/bat etc!)

☆ I’m Transgender (ftm), Gender-fluid, Omnisexual, aroflux! + Some XenoGenders I coin!

☆ Nerodivergent (ADD + suspected undiagnosed autism) + Some Mental issues (including depression and anxiety.)

☆ Caregiver & Regressor!

☆ Otherkin!

(vampire otherkin, fiction kin, robot kin!)

☆ I block freely.

☆ I usually will cross post any Agere fanfics on here and ao3!

(My ao3 is not completely sfw—I don’t recommend to look at it when you’re regressed.)

And My Agere Instagram!

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☆ I post random stuff ^_^

( I might post my hyper-fixations/ special intrests/ intrests a lot considering this is a safe space for me! )

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☆ This is both a caregiver and regressor blog for myself!

☆ You’re welcome to call me most/ any caregiver nickname, unless: it’s daddy, mommy, master (or any female referred term.)

☆ Attempting to unmask on here and I welcome those who interact with me to aswell!! :)

☆ I will post tiny rants & random blurts of things I think of!

☆ I might post/ reblog things relating to being neurodivergent often

☆ My blog might not always be all sunshines and rainbows; I trauma regress and i support others who do aswell. Age regression is a coping mechanism, its not always pretty.

(my blog will remain as completely sfw, and I will mark posts that might be possibly triggering accordingly.)

☆ I support stoner/ smoker regressors

(as I also do that)



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☆ Use tone-tags please! I struggle with identifying tone from text especially when it’s lowercase writing!

☆ interact with me first!

☆ communicate nicely if I say anything insensitive by accident!!

☆ reblog my posts!

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# ✰𖦹 !Vamp/ Bat’s reblogs! 𖦹✰

# ✰🜸 !Vamp/ Bat’s regressor asks! 🜸✰

# ꧁❂ !Caregiver Rambles! ❂꧂

# ☾↯ !Vam/ Bat’s Regressor Rambles! ↯☽

# ❀⚘ !Vamp/ Bat’s Advice asks! ⚘❀

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# ♡︎⌗ Vamp/ Bat’s Prompts ⌗♡︎

# ☁︎︎ 🂱 !Vamp/ Bat’s Moodboards! 🂱 ☁︎︎

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☆ TERFS

☆ Anti-neopronouns/ Anti-XenoGenders

☆ Trump + elon supporters

☆ racists

☆ Homophobes/ Transphobes

☆ DDLG

☆ ABDL

☆ Ableists

☆ Overly/ mainly nsfw blogs

(I may update this later)

[botanikos]

Just another lyric prompt!

Send one of the lyrics below to say to my muse and see how they react! Feel free to change pronouns or add/remove names as necessary to better fit your narrative and muse(s).

"I couldn't utter my love when it counted."

"So love me now or let me go."

"You could be the one to make me feel something."

"I am the one that's holding grudges."

"Go one and say what you want."

"I've begged you to come back in, but I can't do this again."

"I fell in love with a girl I met in Hell."

"I ain't Hades, but I'm the King."

"Seen any miracles lately?"

"Maybe you should reflect on your own piety."

"I'll be there when the sky falls down."

"Let me go."

"I bet that if we never met that you'd still haunt my soul."

"Oh, whatever you do, don't come back for me."

"Love is not enough."

"When you're here, it breaks my heart."

"Here's my confession, I've got a death wish."

"You're never changing."

"I know you're nothing but a parasite."

"Look who's crawling back again."

"I'm uncontrollable, emotional, chaotically proportional."

"I'll make you want me."

"Baby, tonight I take you dead or alive."

"If you have the answer, let me know."

"There's nowhere to run when all is coming undone."

"I don't wanna see you anymore."

"So, you wanna start a war?"

"So, you wanna be immortal?"

"Why don't you hurt me a little bit more?"

"I can see the end in sight."

"Don't leave me behind."

"I don't want the world to turn without you."

"I'm in love with the way you hate me."

"Oh, this feels like the end."

"This is exhausting, leave me for dead."

"I swear I only fell for you on accident."

"Tell me it gets easier."

"I'm stuck with you."

"I'd leave you for someone else."

"Loosen your grip before I choke."

"This is a wild game of survival."

"And there's nothing that I can do except bury my love for you."

"I long to hear your voice."

"You never met someone like me."

"My heart has teeth."

[gloriouspower]

✄ Fluff :

⛃ — › you're not unlovable, love

⛃ — › Romantic confession

⛃ — › Comfort prompts

⛃ — › Different way to say 'I love you'

⛃ — › Simple actions

⛃ — › Thunderstorm

⛃ — › 'Idiots in love' prompts

⛃ — › Comforting sentences

⛃ — › Domastic intimacy

⛃ — › Soft and Sweet Sentences

✄ Smutt :

⛃ — › Sexual tension

⛃ — › Smutt prompts

⛃ — › Soft dirty talk

⛃ — › Building the tension

⛃ — › BDSM/DOM-SUB prompts

⛃ — › Spicy Actions

⛃ — › Nonverbal sexual sentences

⛃ — › Words sexual prompts

⛃ — › Subtle smutt sentences

⛃ — › Inexperienced

✄ Angst :

⛃ — › Intense vibes

⛃ — › Protective prompts

⛃ — › Cheating and being Caught

⛃ — › Pre-war/Pre-battle

⛃ — › Forbidden love

⛃ — › Enemies to Lovers

⛃ — › Touch starved

⛃ — › Hit 'em where it hurts

⛃ — › High pain tolerance

⛃ — › Dark and Angsty

✄ Bittersweet :

⛃ — › Reassurance

⛃ — › Hurt-comfort dialogues

⛃ — › Lovers in denial

⛃ — › Hurt-comfort Prompts

⛃ — › Yearning

⛃ — › Found family

⛃ — › Heavy hearted

⛃ — › Enemies to Lovers,Lovers to Enemies &Everything inbetween

⛃ — › Jealousy prompts

⛃ — › Reunion after trauma

✄ All in one :

⛃ — › Prompts of all Prompts

⛃ — › Fluff, Smutt and Angst

✄ Questions :

⛃ — › Bank 1

⛃ — › Bank 2

⛃ — › Bank 3

⛃ — › Bank 4

⛃ — › Bank 5

A/n : (please read this 👏🏼)

Prompts of requesting ;

Please while requesting a prompt, mention the genre, list name, number of prompts (if there are bullet points then count them and then tell me)

Questions ;

Ask as many as you want but specify which question bank (1,2,3,4,5) and question numbers (if bullet points, mention the count of the number)

Let me know if any links are repeated ☺️

None of these are mine, all credits goes to the creators, i just wanted to include them for easier requesting 😉

[desiredrivcn]

@aguilareye: give me one reason why i shouldn't shoot you. ( surprise me ~ )

staring down barrels of guns was far from new for the gambler. in fact, he enjoyed the thrill of it a little too much. as such, aventurine just walked one step closer and took the barrel of the gun to where his heart should be, a movement he was far too familiar with and tilts his head to study the galaxy ranger. it's a dangerous game, but he knows he will win.

"oh boothill, i'm the one shot you have of getting in the ipc and killing schneider without anyone ever knowing who got involved unless you want that to be the case. i know where he is, and soon you'll get your shot, but if you don't care about your revenge suddenly, then go ahead, take the shot."

[heirtoharrenhal]

@withguilt : I don’t want an arranged marriage. / ines ( answered prompts )

𝐈𝐍   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖   𝐎𝐅   𝐈𝐓,  𝐇𝐄    𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃    𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 for tears, for the trembling fury of protest, or perhaps the cold stone wall of silence that left more unsaid than spoken. He had readied his armor for the familiar, for emotions wielded like blades or cloaked in retreat, but what met him instead was honesty, a silent arrow loosed from a bow he hadn’t seen drawn. And in that moment, stripped of pretense, he remembered: truth, when spoken plainly, could unravel the heart more swiftly than a seam split by a master’s hand. Harwin wondered, absently, how many times the gods had been audience to such declarations; vows flung like stones at fate, brimming with fire and desperation. Likely too many to count. But how often had those words been spoken by someone who meant them? ( Truly. )

Rarely, he imagined. And rarer still from a woman who looked as if she would raze the heavens and salt the earth before allowing the world to claim her as anything less than its sovereign . . . let alone its bride. He plucked a leaf from a low branch as he passed and crushed it between thumb and forefinger. The scent bled out; green and sharp and fleeting. ( Like youth. ) Like honesty. Like women who said things they weren’t supposed to say. “ Isn’t that the way of it, “ he murmured, his voice low and worn at the edges. “ They press you into a mold, then call you ungrateful when you shatter. “ 

The old gods, if they listened at all, gave no answer, and Harwin turned then, at last, his gaze a sudden spark, like flint to stone, burning only for a spell.

[nottswitch]

Ahhhh thank you sm for the follow and congrats on 1k, sweets!🖤 Can I do number 30 with Theo and make it smuuuuutttty as fuck🥵🥵🥵

Smut slut til the end of time

thank you babe, and yesss, we’re moots now 💘 you ask for smut and i shall deliver pure filth! also a smut slut thank you very much

30. "oh, fuck me."

warnings: 18+ mdni, oral (f receiving), pussy slapping, overstimulation, degradation/praise, begging, restraining, cursing

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you didn’t know how much time had passed – maybe minutes, maybe hours. all you knew was the fact that your pussy was practically on fire, throbbing and aching with need as theo’s face was buried between your thighs, bringing you to yet another edge that evening. it was a wonder theo was holding out himself, considering that his cock was practically bursting out of his boxers and staining them with precum. he was enjoying every second of it, though.

your mewls grew in volume and intensity when you felt the peak approaching for probably the tenth time in the last hour. theo felt your legs starting to tremble and your thighs clenching around his face, which prompted him to remove his mouth from your cunt, giving you a bite on your inner thigh in the process.

"theo, please," you sobbed, your hands desperately gripping his green and silver tie restraining your wrists against the headboard of his bed. he chuckled, looking at you with a condescending gaze, his hungry eyes flicking between your flushed and sweaty face and your glistening center.

"please?" he drawled, the tip of his tongue sticking out to drag along your pussy, spreading your folds slightly, but not reaching the clit. "please what, tesoro?" he asked, his voice almost tender, betrayed by his cocky smirk at the sight of your shaking thighs.

"cum…" you muttered, your speech slurred after minutes upon minutes of moaning and whimpering for him. "wanna cum, theo, please…" you tugged at the tie again, your hips desperately jerking up to try meeting his mouth, his hands, anything at all.

"you wanna cum, bambina?" theo’s voice was mockingly surprised, as if you hadn’t been begging him to let you cum for ages now. "and how would you like to cum, hm? my mouth? my fingers? my cock?" he added thoughtfully, as if your decision actually mattered. not that it didn’t – he just knew that at this point, you’d be happy to cum humping his shoe if he allowed it.

"anything, teddy, anything…" you whined, your hips thrashing along the sheets and leaving wrinkled traces behind them. theo gave them a firm squeeze, pinning your body against the bed to prevent you from getting the forbidden friction even accidentally.

his hands hooked around your inner thighs, his thumbs moving up and down your outer folds and clasping around your clit through them. you sobbed again, feeling little needles of pleasure numbing your legs and lower stomach, but not giving anything more – just like theo wanted. he stared intently at the wetness dripping out of you and spread your folds out, opening up your entrance to his eyes as well. a quiet chuckle left his lips once he saw your hole, tightening and loosening around thin air in search of something to clench around.

"greedy little cunt," he drawled, raising his eyebrow at you, as if to make you answer for your neediness. as if he wasn’t the one edging you for at least an hour straight. you mewled in response, your mind already too out of it to properly think of something to say. your cheeks and neck were properly hot right now as you felt embarrassment creeping somewhere into your barely functioning consciousness at being exposed like that. but you didn’t really care, not when he was so close to where you absolutely ached for him.

"such a slutty little thing for me, principessa." a light slap right on your cunt brought you back to physical world, but barely. it wasn’t hard enough to cause any substantial pain, but just the right amount to remind you of your place, of the way you were theo’s needy slut through and through. his thumbs returned to massaging your clit through your folds, slipping and sliding around due to your pussy being completely drenched. "you want my cock, tesoro? want me to fill this pretty little pussy up?"

"oh, fuck me," you somehow managed to moan out, the pitch of your voice heightening. "please, theo, please please please… need your cock…" you mumbled, your lips barely able to move from the mind-numbing, teasing lack of proper pleasure applied to your throbbing clit by theo’s fingers. you felt drool trickling down your cheek from the corner of your mouth and creating a wet spot on the satin pillowcase under your head, but you couldn’t really wipe it away due to your hands still tightly constricted by the slytherin tie on the headboard.

theo shook his head, as if scolding a petulant child. your state, fucked out without actually having been fucked, amused and aroused him, and he felt his own need twitching between his legs. as much as he loved making you lose your mind from how horny he was rendering you, he thought he (and you) had had enough. he gave your pussy another light slap before starting to slowly crawl up your body, his lips leaving a sloppy trail over your stomach, chest, collarbones… he knew he wouldn’t let you go anytime soon.

[malleleothreesome]

leona + 2a,2j,2o, afab reader!

leona is jealous of how friendly we're to malleus and since they're enemies, leona fucks reader to remind her that she belongs to him

[menacing] you're next

As my fingers click ceaselessly across my keyboard, eager to fulfill my Azul breeding request, Leona's domineering aura looms behind me—a stifling energy that raises goosebumps across my skin and smothers me beneath the raw, magnetic power of his virility. Faint, jittery impulses skitter down my back, electrified shivers pulsing like sparks of light as his haunting presence envelops my senses, beckoning me to fuck him next.

[kgetsu]

Mission Board: Restoration: wanted plots

(BL REQUIRED) gauntlets +1: kagetsu is brand spanking new to the monastery and he doesn't know anything about the destruction that just happened here but he'll help out where he can AND also help himself. you're free to do some planting of your own beside kagetsu while he figures out to introduce rice to garreg mach

(NON-MISSION BOARD) roommates: being employed by the church doesn't guarantee housing due to the monastery's disrepair. this vagabond samurai needs a place to stay + he's been alternating between sleeping in the stables and boarding with random families charmed by his sillyboy energy. please be his roommate. he will be your friend for free

(NON-MISSION BOARD) sword +1: kagetsu may not have a perfect grasp on language but he's the rizzler regardless and that's what makes him so powerful. if you need to haggle down a price tag he's your guy

(OTHER) engage casemates: hello engage friends. if none of these prompts hit for you just lmk we can whip up a separate thread where our barbies say hello

[xmawful]

"Is this your way of apologising?" / Angel Requiem verse.

GENERAL SENTENCES, VOL. 23. ( LINK. )

Lupe turned back to stare at the white haired man who was staring back at him from where he sat, eating his fill of what had been provided for him. The silence lasted for about three moments before the brunet actually responded.

"Do you feel inclined to take it as one?" Lupe asked in turn before beginning to remove the brightly colored apron that clashed heavily with the dark clothing he usually wore.

[miidnighters]

reminding u all that Bella Rose is the most sentimental little meow meow of a vampire. she's baking the treats that u like and pressing the flowers that u bring her and making scrapbooks to remember u always

[0fconquest]

moonlight creeps inward, spills across tediously placed brick and mortar like a familiar set of arms. the moon embraces the earth with a chilled kind of warmth, a melancholy soul snaking through even the most tremulous of shadows in a shimmering, white-blue light. in the easy splash of her rays, he idles from corner to corner, sweeps across the broad expanse of floors with an unnerving calmness ; as reflective and ethereal as the surface of the water curling up against the shore not quite so far away. white-gold cape once battered and bloody, then burned to ash amongst a hefty bed of flowers, dusts clean and untouched by the cruelty of the world at his ankles still clad in ornate irons and time-softened leather - more so, right eye remains intact, no longer plucked and gored from the concave of his skull after the nature of war in all of its broad stroke cruelty makes itself known across the sharpness of his features.

death, truly, is not so bad. it is cold, and on occasion, abysmally lonely - but, in some degree, it is more forgiving than life. the gates of eternity are a wondrous place to stand guard, the idle usher of drifting souls and the thundering tone of the god he'd so adamantly served under chosen king.

chosen king, a funny kind of thought: never confirmed or denied in divinity, perhaps anluan hadn't so simply asked -

" ñuha jorrāeliarzy *. "

high valyrian had been a mostly confusing language that he had only dipped fingertips into during his time among the living, keeping tongue somewhat tangled for the purpose of lavishing the traditions, the ancient nature, of another's bloodline. perhaps silly to some, anluan had been adamant to cherry-pick whatever endearing terminology he could find amongst the idle chatter of what felt like idle targaryen tongue.

with a blink, a breath, a whisper - he spills across the floor in shades of iridescent, soul bared (almost quite literally) to aurane in what feels to be the only part of castle not tensed with the uncertainty of battle.

death, truly, is not so bad ... especially not now.

" i have missed you dearly. " the velvet of anluan's voice is but waves along shore, and despite the shimmering nature of his state, there's a moment in which the chilled pass of his hand is almost solid ... as if given a moment of solidity to touch along the other's chin. it is far from a lie: the elf has missed few things of the living beyond his sister, and really, the man poised before him - the way he all but literally curls around his companion like an onset of mist is telling of such.

and perhaps it is selfish, to seek company beyond the living world, but he has never once been allowed selfishness - and what was death but new beginnings ?

" i will wait for you, here. " amongst the moon's idle embrace, the shimmering calmness of water, the idle chatter of bugs and owls. form cranes, the air draws icy with the heaviness of his presence, mouth quite literally ghosting along his companion's in an easy kind of kiss. " and you will walk with me. "

stolen kiss. @absolventiia

[stellarcuriosity]

Send a ✨ (sparkle) for Starburst to rate your muse based on aesthetic and visual design! (Scale of 1-10)

Send a 🌙 (crescent moon) for Starburst to rate your muse based on how bite-able they are! (Scale of 1-10)

Send a 💫 (dizzy star) for Starburst to rate your muse based on their scent! (Scale of 1-10)

Note: For bite-ability and scent, Starburst may invade your muse's personal space to 'mock bite' or get a sniff.