#pastelmoongoddess

[vegaprose]

09: Which writer(s) inspire you?

@pastelmoongoddess

You 🌹 and @maggiemaystansfield / @ofprevioustimes / @empures / @harleenapier / @damagedsmile / @pianokeysxandromance

Also Stephen King and Anne Rice 🌹

[lilacbluefae]

@maggiemaystansfield && @pastelmoongoddess thank you both SO much for the lovely birthday wishes 🌹🌹 i’m currently taking a miniature break from my rp account and spending time over here so hope you don’t mind me responding here 😁 lots of love to you both !!

[halloowqueen]

“Shhh, they’ll hear us.”

@pastelmoongoddess | ficlet meme

STARCOURT

" Nom de dieu! " the vampire curses at her, anger boiling in lifeless veins, but sizzling up all the same as she tries to tell her to be quiet in the middle of their debate. He never is capable of silence when things get heated and it's one of the biggest differences between the two of them.

" Really? Honestly, Lestat, you needn't yell and scream at every opportunity just to seem high and mighty. Careful of your temper, too, your brat is showing, " she remarks, a displeased look about her expression. He isn't exactly being very reasonable under the circumstances.

" Do not test me, Helene, " he is still angry, huffing and by all accounts puffing his words in a last ditch effort to find some stability once more, but he is vexed. For a moment, he forgets what it was they had been fighting about in the first place and then realises his anger is misplaced.

Lestat allows his gaze to drift away from her, eyes much less of a ghost-white indicating pure wrath and settling in to being their usual bright blue. Still gorgeous, she notes, admitting to herself that even in his angry state he is very much like a marble statue, but he knows this anyway, so giving him any kind of ego boost isn't necessary.

" Or what, Lelio? What exactly are you going to do? Yell at me some more? Pull a Louis and burn the place down? " as she says this, a hint of a chuckle escapes her, but the silence that follows besides the rumble in his chest that soon makes itself known as a roared response, freezes the woman in place and she barely has time to blink.

" That's in very poor taste, " he scolds her, talking through his teeth as he is almost showing them in his fury, fangs protruding whilst he looms over her shorter form. " I don't think even a sorry will remedy that one, Helene. "

Her eyes soften some when she realises what she had said and how, such a joke was cruel, given that it had been an attempt on putting him to sleep indefinitely and she knew it was wrong to use it as humour. It had been a long time since that day, but the wounds were fresh.

" Lestat, I'm sorry.. forgive me, that was too far even for me. I wish that had never happened to you, " she's upset by her own error in trying to fend off his anger which in turn just made things that much worse and he seemed to grow even more angry the more she spoke.

" Apology not accepted, " he hisses, closing in a little more and trapping her against a wall with one arm, his eyes digging down into the depths of her soul as he did nothing but stare her down for a few moments. " You should learn to hold your tongue. I should teach you a lesson or two about that. My kind aren't all forgiving. "

Her breath hitches in her throat as he says this, fearful, uncertain of what he means and putting every possible worse case scenario together in her head, looking up at him expecting the absolute worst to follow, but he does not even make a move, nor say another word.

" Lestat.. " she breathes, his name soft-sounding as she tries to smooth things over and get out of whatever trouble she had gotten herself into. She hadn't though, but he was making damn sure she believed as much.

" Be quiet, Helene. Enough talking.. they'll hear us, remember? " his tone was playful, yet also a warning that should she try his patience again, there would be some form of consequence meeting it halfway.

" But, I.. " she squeaks out, staring up into his eyes that were once more turning lighter, more pale and ghostly in appearance; his annoyance returning. " Why are you angry again? You're like a child, " she tells him, frowning in distaste of his childish behaviour.

Lestat chose not to dignify that with an answer, rather, his thumb came to rest against the side of her neck until she felt the coolness of both his hand, and the ring that he wore there, which prompted a panicked shiver. It was sharp, but she knew that already, which made her fear that much worse and her breathing became unstable.

" You enjoy riling me? Why, Helene? " he is genuinely curious with that one, finding her responses to him thus far to be the sort of thing most would say when looking for a fight, and he didn't like her tone, either.

" I don't, at all. You're just very touchy and you take even the tiniest bit of a jab to heart. You know that about yourself, I don't know why you need me to reaffirm it for you. If you were anything other than a big baby we would not have started fighting in the first place, " she tells him, worry over her words hidden in her tone and yet she knew she was only telling him the truth.

" Careful— I might just have to give you a warning, " his eyes dance with fury but his touch remains gentle, even if the cold metal against her neck is making her heart beat a mile a minute. He hears that, too, and smiles down at her with that same knowing look about him.

" Go ahead, " she offers, an open response to both his warning invitation and the fact that being able to hear her heart pumping so rapidly is increasing his hunger. She is in a roundabout way telling him he can, if he needs to.

" Non, Helene. You know I never will. Never press me to, " his jaw tightens because while that is true and he would never bite or drink from anyone undeserving of pain or even death, the sound of blood travelling so quickly, so loudly through her veins does entice him momentarily, but he draws back away from her instantly. " Non.. "

" Here, " the brunette simply outstretches her forearm to him instead, aware he is capable of feeding without the inevitable death following when he has full control. " You need to feed, at least a few drops, Lestat, you're not in any danger of killing me. I trust you, " she nods as if to confirm those words for him and herself.

Lestat looks down at her face, then her arm, as if to say, he has never known anyone to so freely offer themselves up as a meal before. However, this is quite different. This was not sacrifice, this was along the lines of one good deed in favour of another, an I owe you sort of deal. He would definitely owe her, after this.

" Helene, " he almost purrs her name in his hungry state and takes her offered arm, turning it, holding her hand and her arm to keep it steady before taking a bite. A soft gasp leaves her at the contact, the feeling of sharp and quite painful teeth pushing through her skin.

His eyes briefly glance up at her face as he feeds, a whole lot of adoration the only emotion he finds then, as she had so fearlessly given herself like that. He stops after a few mouthfuls, catching a stray drop on his bottom lip with the tip of his thumb and glancing at her again.

" Merci, " he says, voice low and content, giving her a smile, that one she knows so well. " J'ai besoin de toi, " he adds, with a large smile, allowing her then to rest against his body should she feel faint, even in the slightest.

[lebratprincess]

Diarmad has started appearing in my head over the last few days.

@pastelmoongoddess !!!! that's almost mirroring the appearances Emlyn has been making in mine ♡ we both miss him so so much ♡ ♡

[colleenmurphy]

@lebratprincess @mxgicshxrds @pastelmoongoddess @rosenundraben

As a fresh start I will be starting a new blog entirely dedicated to the Colleen x Pete pairing. I hope you all don’t mind. <3 

[sakurasakiyama]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. It’s time to spread positivity ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

Hi @pastelmoongoddess! :D

Thank you so much for this, I really do appreciate it! ♥ I’m happy knowing that you consider my blog to be one of your favourites :D

Although I haven’t been around much lately, I’ll try my best to find the time to be here again and share the Sakiyama Tsubasa love, as well as being *major* Tsubasa trash xD

Again, thank you  ♥

[the-wind-walker]

I came here after writing 3k words and was scrolling through and Zalgo fucking got to my dashboard and I am scared and confused.

@kokiriwendigo​ @insanityxofxmuses​ @pastelmoongoddess​

[halloowqueen]

@pastelmoongoddess this just gives me em and di vibes honestly.. every bit a convo they would have

“Wanna sleepover?”

“Like, in a kiddie, ‘we’re gonna build pillow forts and binge eat ice cream’ way?” 

“Duh.” 

[vegaprose]

❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine, ❞ said Liu Xiang and he began taking off his pilot's jacket, ready to give it to the other who might need it more than he did.

@pastelmoongoddess

‘ Oh .. don’t worry about me, ’ Anouk gives him a gentle smile as she hears his words, feeling the crisp air blow right through her and yet, she is unwilling to take his jacket from him. She is so close to reaching one hand up toward it, but she paiuses as she realise this will make him freeze to death. She’s used to an autumn chill in the air, yet these past few months have been a little more than she can handle, but she won’t admit that.

[vegaprose]

❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞ Shou protested to the other.

@pastelmoongoddess

ANOUK DOESN’T KNOW QUITE HOW TO RESPOND to his little outburst, though she does share in his frustration at the display before them. This wasn’t what they had intended but they were better off staying within some sort of shelter for at least the next few hours. Outside was absolute chaos, both a downpour paired with thunder and lightning, as well as what she considered otherworldy creatures .. nothing of Earth did present itself in her mind as she tried to conjure up several & slacking possibilities for what they could actually be. ‘ I guess we could try find somewhere else.. but I didn’t plan on being supper to WHATEVER those things out there are. ’

[vegaprose]

​❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞ Thomas asked shyly to Maverick as he held the plate with delicious cookies on them.

@pastelmoongoddess

MAVERICK GIVES HIM A SOFT LITTLE SMILE and reaches over to grab one of the homemade cookies, raising it to his lips so he can take a quick bite and let Thomas know what he thinks. The sweetness bursts on his tongue and increases as he continues to chew, which widens his smile into a grin after he swallows the few clumps of cookie still in his mouth. ‘ You know what you’re doin’ with those cookies .. who taught you how to bake ?? —maybe you should teach me. ’

[vegaprose]

❛ Ugh, spare me the heroic monologue. Let’s just fight. ❜ Zenchou shifted from one leg to the other, glaring angrily at the other through the oni mask he wore, waiting for the inevitable.

@pastelmoongoddess

❛ I do not wish to fight you , rather , I had been hopeful we could discuss this in a much more serene manner , ❜ Itachi lifts his gaze to the other with a look of complete and utter calm — his jaw unclenched and gaze filled with only understanding of the current situation . They had a disagreement and though it was something major in its importance , the shinobi refused to take a stance toward combat in this particular instance . Very rarely does he ever choose this path , unless otherwise provoked .

[vegaprose]

"No harm ever came from reading a book." Li Zhuangyu said with a little grin.

@pastelmoongoddess | the mummy meme

SHE THINKS ABOUT THAT FOR A FLEETING MOMENT and then gives a very unsure little nod of her head , her mind whirring with the possibility of something going wrong . It very well could .. but she's trying her BEST to be as brave as possible in front of the adventurer ; doesn't need to appear too much of a chicken in front of him now , does she ?? " Okay I'm going to trust you on this -- against my better judgement , but if you hear anyone running out screaming , it's only me . "

[vegaprose]

Thomas shivered against a cold that only he could feel. The heat of the home did nothing to warm his trembling body as he fought to ward off the nightmares that came to him even when awake. He looked to Maverick and pleaded weakly, “ I don't want to be alone tonight. “

@pastelmoongoddess

❛ I won’t leave you alone , Thomas , don’t fret , ❜ Mav had been trying for weeks to bring any form of delight to the other male , even a shift in the usual pout or frown he wore would be something . The other was suffering a great deal and he was always offering an ear — along with his presence alone as that seemed to help when it mattered most .

[vegaprose]

’ Being brave doesn’t mean you go looking for trouble, ’ said Shou and he inhaled sharply, wishing to say so much but for now, just letting it rest at this.

@pastelmoongoddess

Alastair knows this is true, but he is much too stubborn in his ways to do anything about it. The pilot acknowledges that his friend is trying to talk some sense into him and so a slight HN is offered as he reconsiders his flight path. Perhaps it wouldn’t be such a good idea - he still WANTS to go after them, but the smart thing to do would be to follow the others reasoning. Any bones he had to pick with enemy fighters could be saved for a more opportune scenario; and he was already exhausted.

“ Hn.. buggin’ out, “ he rasps, engaging in full focus once more as he turns his craft the opposing direction he had been going in. “ Good job you’re up here with me, Shou. “

[vegaprose]

“ You can talk to me,  you know.  Whatever you have to say,  I’m not gonna judge you or do anything.  I just want to listen." Nie Yangyu stared patiently at the other, knowing damn well how hard it was to open up to someone, but perhaps with him being a total stranger, it might be easier to.

@pastelmoongoddess

Joseph gave a VERY brief gaze toward the other male as they offered such comforting words, his mind racing with each and every problematic situation in his life as of late. He didn’t really like to tell people much about his inner demons, mainly as that was something he felt bothered others — he believed each && every individual had their own JUNK to battle. What he did not wish to do, was become a burden to anyone.

‘ There’s just SO much trouble in this world. I feel like I can’t keep up with it all, you know? ’ he says, blinking away a single tear from his left eye as he continues to dwell.