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The Seelie King waited until Kaoru’s eyes met with his, he wanted the young dragon to see his sincerity. “First and foremost, I want you to know that what I did earlier to save your life was very powerful magic. I blurred the lines of my own moral code, but if I had to do it over I would still make the same choices. There are...effects to what I did, for that I am sorry. Such as you reverting to a dragon and me in my true form, the magic I cast made it impossible for us to hide what we are f
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Nostrils flaring wide, the dragon recoiled back from Oberon’s proffered hand with an anxious growl, his body coiling with unease. For once he was at a loss as to what to do, whatever had been wrought between them incapacitated him of casting glamour. Laid bare before one another, the entirety of their true selves revealed. Oberon continued to improvise a plan, his hands making soothing motions in a vain attempt to calm him. Imagining the young man was just as upset to be revealed as a dragon
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you're awesome and truthfully im just happy that people are as happy to read my world's as I am to write them. y'all help me grow ❤️
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As a Louisiana girl myself I’m a sucker for Longfellow
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Something pulled Oberon’s in transient existence back into the here and now, and as his eyes slowly opened, the faint scent of hawthorn flowers still lingered in the air, metamorphosing into the coppery tang of bloodsoaked goose down. Seconds. Minutes. Hours. How long had he lain there vulnerable and unaware? The air around him was cold, devoid of humanity’s thrushing inner glow. Lifting his head he found the bed empty, only a vaguely man shaped indentation and his blood soaked coat rema
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‘I ken ‘ye have really fecked the goose this time, eh?’ Eyes of palest violet opened wide, a sea of hawthorn branches raining snow white petals down around him, the serene realm of Mag Mell. Here spring reigned eternal and the tinkling of bells shook on the ghost breezes which trembled the hawthorn trees. Here in this realm in between realms, Oberon presented his truest form. Pushing himself to sit among the blossom rain, he turned to face the source of the voice who intruded on his pers
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happy girl squiggle, thats all i can convey right now ❤️❤️
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my fealty to your delight ❤️
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thank you so much, once I started it, things seemed to steamroll and I've enjoyed it immensely and excited to continue, especially with the many connecting threads to other worlds of myself and yeoldebard ❤️
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It was relatively easy to lose themselves amid the dark winding alleys of New Orleans. Oberon snaked left and right, ducking in between aging brick facades and shotgun houses. Despite the late hour, droves of tourists swamped the streets, tipsily wobbling around, beer cups sloshing in hand. After a few city blocks, the faerie king turned around to check on the young man. His features were turning pallid, sucking in great gasping breaths. Beneath his left arm, one hand was held against his si
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Supernaturals are being murdered and Oberon, the Seelie King, wants to put a stop to whatever it is that's threatening the world. After being too late to save one, a young dragon in danger is thrown into his path, tied to him by fate, and opening to him a new path to stopping this evil.
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Oberon slowly swirled the whiskey, watching the ice clink against the glass. He wasn’t sure if this was his eleventh or twelfth drink, they were finally beginning to blur together. Leaning heavily against the wood of the bar, his long fingers furrowed through his silvery white hair. The air was stifling with the clouds of cigarette smoke, it was packed in here. On the stage behind him a zydeco band was playing live music, and drunken coonasses were whooping and cheering as they twirled and dance
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Poignantly sad 😞
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took me a long time and a few distractions but yuuus, i finally climbed their wall and im happy
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Etienne Madness. He’d told them what he’d never openly told anyone else, and he’d in turn learned just and what they really were. As fantastical as it sounded, he was a werewolf so what right did he have to cast doubt? If anything he felt even closer to them, the raw power they exuded was intoxicating to his senses. He’d come this far, and it was time to let go of the things that held him back. It was okay. Etienne kissed him back with pent up fervor. This was no shower dream whe
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Twins Tatsuya took hold of Etienne’s hand, forcing a steady calmness to his emotions that he did not feel. At all. ‘He’s here.’ ‘I told you it was really him. We had a moment today.’ ‘I know.’ Tatsuya didn’t bother to hide the salty envy that he harbored for his brother over his lunch time experience, though he’d felt much of his twins' side of the encounter through their bond. “Tatsuo is in the shower, he’ll be right out. Let’s go ahead to the room.” “Sure. After yo
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Now I can answer parent questions 😆 you threw me for a loop, great job
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yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
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She’s definitely making excellent ‘headway’ in her writing, she is definitely a worthy rival and I glory in seeing her grow in style and putting herself out there to tackle new situations
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1) you didn’t use ‘rod’ and so proud of you! 2)ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME 3) my smut is rubbing off on you and I couldn’t be happier 4) now you’ve set the bar and I need MOAR enjoyed it so damn much!
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Ty so much! They are my original babies ❤️💕❤️💕
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Moon is my original baby, she’s my incarnation of myself and they have their own amazing tale ❤️💕 I’ll have to share it one day
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Art I did of Moon. The Twin's mom.
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Etienne flipped up the light switch in his room with shaking fingers, still trembling and wet wrapped in the damp towel. He ran it quickly across his arms, legs, and the long pluming tail that wouldn’t go away, doing his best to sop up the rivulets of water that still ran down his body. His long wet hair clung to his naked shoulders, his ears swiveling to and fro atop his head. The release in the shower seemed to have also released a part of the wolf within him, refusing to be quelled again.
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legit their song, i write to it
