#Here is your perfume for Aurora 😊

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

Perfume for Aurora - daughter of Aristen and Astarion💜

Name: Aurora Rosegrove-Ancunín also known as Dancer of Death

Origin: Bhaalspawn.

Race: High Elf ~ Dhampir.

Class: Rouge ~ Arcade Trickster.

Gender: Female.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Sexsuality: Heterosexsual.

Favorite color: purple.

Favorite flower: bleeding hearts.

Favorite season: autumn, she loves colors of this season.

Favorite animal: cat.

All the other information are here :) https://www.tumblr.com/aristenfromwarsaw/768784108302352384?source=share

Thank you ! 💜

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Aurora may have in her scent - like in her personality - the basics of her mother: Flowers and the warm sense of justice.

But otherwise, her perfume and personality are a completely different world than her mother Aristen.

Too much of the sassy maybe nasty vampire blood of Astarion is in her 😉

And as cheeky as Astarion and turbulent as his past, so is Aurora's present and future. So Astarion's personality and his fragrance also flow into her perfume.

And also, the scent of all the exotic things she brings back from her adventures.

Her perfume is like an autumnal, golden whirlwind.

The whirlwind of her personality that sweeps you into the adventure.

You may not know why you are following her on this adventure - this bratty, pointy eared Dhampir lady, but her scent is too seductive. And a smile later, you jump on the new wave of unpredictable events.

As long as you can just breathe in her intense scent.

Rich.

Fulfilling.

Embracing.

As if you could taste the dawn on your tongue.

Taste it with the treats of autumn like oranges, cinnamon, fruit tea, apple cider and baked apple pie.

So warm and rich and all around you. Holding you.

Really like the essence of the dawn itself.

A wave of golden lights - a play of colours – and there upon she dances with the wheel of the sun and singing with the voices of the wind and mountains.

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Head notes: Orange Blossoms, Mandarins, Oranges, Bergamot, Frankincense, Ginger, Myrrh, Saffron, Grapefruits, Cardamom, Apple Blossoms

Heart notes: Bleeding Hearts, Gardenias, Magnolia, Roses, Cinnamon, Red Apples, Cloves, Prunol, Smoked Tea, Styrax

Base notes: Amber, Coconut, Vanilla, Vetiver, Leather, Musk, Resins, Patchouli, Sandalwood

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How would you like to name Aurora’s perfume?

May I suggest:

Blade Dancer Trickster Heart Rose Thorn Golden Fairy Tale Princess Mandarina Pirate Bride Dawning Wave Last Autumn Dance Thorny Rose Two Hearts

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[zmayadw]

Strangers in the night

▫️Duskwood Oneshot ▫️

Characters: Phil x Mc

Genre: fluff/sweet

Words: 1436k

Warnings: I believe non, but do feel free to correct me if I missed something 😊

A/N: Alrighty, so I finaly left my comfort zone and wrote a oneshot that isn't Jake and Mc pairing 😁 I really hope you will like it 💚 Much love and hugs to all! 💚💞

A/N: This is based on the events prior to Phil's arrest

„Have a nice evening, miss. And don't forget what I told you!“

Mc turns to look back to the eldery taxi driver, then smiles and winks „Thanks again for the heads up,sir. You too have a nice evening.“

The man smiles and waves before driving off.

With a chuckle she turns and starts walking towards Aurora's entrance, the red neon light from the big sign above it giving a devilish glow to the exciting spark in her eyes.

Be careful of the bar owner, miss, he has a bad reputation. And his intentions are up to no good when it comes to a pretty lady like yourself.

Yup, the eldery taxi driver's words sounded exactly like the Phil everyone warned her about. But she didn't care about it, and though she hasn't talked to him that much, she knew deep down inside her that there is much more to Phil than just his 'bad reputation'. And besides, as in any small town, it doesn't take much for a person to get quickly misjudged and end up with a bad reputation for good.

Stepping inside she heads straight for the bar, completely ignoring every inquisitive look following her. With no idea if Phil will even be here, upon seing his face in the mirror behind the bar, lifting his head and curiously observing her every step, she was relieved. And nervous, too.

She knew Phil doesn't know how she looks like, but that still didn't ease her nervousness that he will see right through her, ruining her little surprise plan before time. But it was too late to back up now, so trying her best to hide how nervous she was, she makes those last few steps to the bar as confidently as she could, sitting herself down right in front of him.

Phil turns to her and smiles widely „ Well, hello there stranger, and welcome to my joint. What's your poison?“

She place her elbows on the bar entwining her fingers together and resting her chin on them giving him an amused look „Ahh, so you must be the infamous Phil, then.“

Phil straightens a bit „Do I know you?“

Hah, if only you knew.

„No, not really. But I have been warned about you.“

Phil laughs „Ahh, I see you had a pleasure of meeting my favourite eldery taxi driver, lovely mr. Wilson.“

„Hmm, how did you guess?“

He slowly leans close to her all serious „How did I guess, indeed.“

His closeness let her breath in his perfume, engulfing her in its musky scent. She could easily recognize some citrusy notes there, too, thinking how the mix of it perfectly suits him. Her eyes linger on his lips, making her wonder if they would feel as soft as they look.

He moves back, snaping her out of her thoughts. His intense look makes her heart beat faster, and she wonders if this was actually a good idea. She couldn't deny she was drawn to him, and now, being so close, it was hard for her to focus on executing her little surprise.

Phil chuckles „I'm just messing with you, sweetheart. I'm just a very observant person. It's quite a handy trait to possess, especially in my line of business. And besides, you did came in with your traveling bag, and I do know for a fact that mr. Wilson is working tonight. Small town and all, you know.“

„Well, even though you are correct, you know teasing a girl like that won't get you much points with her.“

Phil looks at her in surprise and with intrigue „I didn't think I do have a chance here. After all, you were fairly warned not to get involve with me.“ He smirks „Don't you know better than to listen to the advice from the elderly?“

She grins „I was never good with listening to advice. And besides, I like to make my own opinion about a person. That's always better than to judged someone just based on the 'hearsay'.“

„Now that, sweetheart, just got you a drink on the house.“ he says, and she could clearly recognize respect towards her in his voice.

„Aww, that's sweet of you. And, just for the record, that's definitely a good start for getting the points with the girl.“ she replies and winks at him.

„Good to know.“ he says, taking two glasses from under the bar and filling them with whiskey. „So tell me, sweetheart, from all the places in the whole wide world, how on earth does a pretty lady like you ends up in this... lovely town?“

She laughs at his sarcastic tone „Oh, come on, im sure Duskwood isn't that bad of a place.“

He look at her thoughtfully „Sweetheart, if you lived here for as long as I have, you just might agree with me.“

There was a hint of sadness in his voice when he said it that got her wonder what happened that makes him feel so, but this was definitely not the right time to inquire more about it. Instead, she just ask „Why don't you leave, then?“

„If I could, I would, believe me. It's...complicated.“ he say, then takes his glass emptying its content in one gulp. He looks back at her raising his eyebrow „And this is definitely not the time for that kind of a story, it's a real mood killer.“

„Perhaps, another time then.“ she smiles softly at him.

„Another time? Is that an ivitation for a date, sweetheart?“ Phil grins teasingly, but his eyes clearly shone with excitement.

She laughs amused raising her eyebrow „Maybe, we'll see.“

„Interesting.“ Phil replies locking his dark brown eyes firmly with hers, his intense gaze making her blood boil, and she was sure her cheeks were red as a lobster.

A guy comes behind the bar, a waiter she presumes, and leans to Phil saying something. Phil turns back to her after a few seconds „Sorry, sweetheart, but you will have to excuse me for a while.“

„No worries.“ she replies with a smile as Phil turns to leave, exhaling relieved that she got a moment to compose herself. Damn it, he was making it really, really hard for her to keep it together, it was time she finishes with her little game soon.

Phil returns after a few minutes, refills his glass and smiles „Sorry again about that, sweetheart. Now, where were we?“

She got up from the stool and throws her purse over the shoulder. „Unfortunately now..“ she pauses to finish her drink „This girl has to go.“

„Aww, really sweetheart, you're gonna leave, just like that? You're breaking my heart! I thought we had a thing going on here.“

She turns to him with a playful grin „Oh, don't worry, handsome, I'm quite positive we will see each other again. And soon.“

Slightly confused by her words, Phil leans on the bar „Can I at least know your name? So you don't feel like a complete stranger to me?“

And there it was, the most important and final piece of her little plan was about to be executed perfectly. So perfectly, that she barely managed to contain her excitement about it.

She takes a pen out of her purse, grabs a napkin under her empty glass and starts writing. Folding it, she slides it across the bar to him „Goodnight, mister barkeep. And thanks for the drink.“

She leans down picking up her bag, then turns to look back at Phil one last time „And just so you know, we might not be that much of a strangers as you actually think.“ She winks and turn heading for the doors, screaming inside from joy that she managed to pull this little game of hers till the end.

Phil stares dreamy after her and sighs. He unfolds the napkin she just gave him and starts to read. His eyes open wide and he quickly jerks his head towards the doors „Wait!“ But it was too late, she was already gone. He laughs at himself shaking his head and grabs his phone from under the bar.

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Mc's phone beepes with the sound of a new message recieved as she makes her way towards the motel. She grins, knowing exactly who the new message was from. She grabs the phone from her pocket and opens it.

Phil: Well played, Mc, you got me there!  You really are something special :)

Phil: Oh, and do come to the Aurora tomorrow, I think it would only be fair if I let you pick out a frame for your 'autograph' ;) Sweet dreams, sweetheart :)