Teine Gorm Dràgon

Booker Eachlann Bloodwyne // 420 years old // 1.78 (5’10) // 66kg (145lbs) // dragon mistress // lesbian // owner of none // member of The Institute // an absolute mess of a woman

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Booker’s dragon form.

[highlyspecificinterests-deactiv]

Day 17 - Collide

Jessica "Bate Estaca" Andrade in action. *heart eyes*

Pose reference:

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send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours (Daisy)

Booker would stare at the heavy wooden door with a nasty frown on her face, her one good eye analyzing the structure as she tried to figure out a way to open it without breaking it with her superhuman strength. “Do ye think the owner will be pissed if I just shatter it?” The dragon asked in a quiet whisper. It was some fancy walk-in closet, full of expensive shoes and dresses. Nobody would find them in here, unless the owner of the place decided to show the other guests her wonderful clothes collection. Maybe hiding in here to goof around and try on the clothes hadn’t been a good idea, but Booker had been in dire need for some playful, mildly innocent fun. “Waddya think we should do?” Booker asked as she turned around to face Daisy, the dragon had put on a fluorescent pink tank top and some glasses she’d found in here, just to fuck around and goof, but now that she was serious and worried, the little outfit looked even more ridiculous.

@daisyxlynch

[solidsmax]

Vi - Arcane

[nananialler-deactivated20120615]

Reblog if you're bored and want random anons.

[asparklethatisblue]

[eden-emerson]

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Dragon’s Feast // Booker & Ksenia

An Taigh-Seinnse was full as always. The drinks were flowing, the meat was tender and spiced just right, and the music was wonderful! All in all, it was one of those great nights, where Booker was disconnected from the outside and managed to truly enjoy the moment. The dragon had been in a weird mood lately, with her wife reappearing and her daughter leaving the island. She didn’t want to think too much about any of it tonight, no, tonight she would enjoy herself, she was going to drink and eat and chat to people!

She was sitting at the bar, tankard of mead by her side and big wooden board full of slices of steak right in front of her. There were three sauces placed by the side of the board, a vibrant green one, a dark red one, and an oddly deep purple one, all of them in their own cute little white containers. Booker stared at them for a moment, before turning around and waving over the first person she saw. “Heeeey! Wanna do some taste testing with me? How do ye feel about spicy food?”

@the-institute-starters

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Getting to know the island was something she wanted to do more of. And she did remember stopping to ask for help on the night she arrived. It was a short conversation, but that’s okay, it was still a pleasant one. The event had put a lot of time between that moment to now. She easily remembered where she had seen her near. And when she headed that way, the smells from the food, and the sound of the music were not hard to miss. She only worried after entering, about how full the place was. Was there any room for her to find a place?

For the moment she stood waiting. She wasn’t sure if she should look, or wait to be escorted to a seat. she’d never actually been in here before. She did look to see if there was an obvious stand where a server would return to, or if there was a sign that indicated to just find a seat. For a few moments she probably seemed frozen as she was sorting this out. She looked around a bit until she spotted the woman who she spoke with, feeling relieved at seeing the familiar face. She waved back and appreciated the invitation over. She no longer needed to worry about that! “Hey! Good to see you again! It depends on the food and how much it hurts to eat it!” She didn’t want to burn too badly, but was up for trying food, but she wasn’t sure if she should go first given she wasn’t trying it herself just yet. For now she looked at the nearby stool. “Mind if I get comfortable?”

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The room was loud and full of people drinking, eating and laughing. Those who came from other times would get the familiar sensation of being in a tavern of old once more… because that was Booker’s goal with the place! To bring back those good times when life was much more simple.

The dragon only had one good eye left and a crappy memory, but thankfully she still remembered the woman she’d met a few weeks ago. Booker smiled warmly at her. “It’s good tae see ye too! How have ye been holdin’ up, lass?” The dragon asked, bringing closer the stool Ksenia was eyeing so she could take a seat by her side. “Well, I cannae really tell ye how much it hurts cause I can’t taste heat, but from what I’ve heard from clients of other species, none of these are too awful. So! Which one do ye wanna try first?” She waved her hand over the green, red and purple sauces.

[emily-axford]

You always made it sound so easy when you said you loved me. I don’t think that it should be hard. I find it hard, but it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. 

SURANNE JONES & ROSE LESLIE  as Amy Silva & Kirsten Longacre in Vigil, Season 1 (2021-)

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@zaramian

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Dragon’s Feast // Booker & Open

An Taigh-Seinnse was full as always. The drinks were flowing, the meat was tender and spiced just right, and the music was wonderful! All in all, it was one of those great nights, where Booker was disconnected from the outside and managed to truly enjoy the moment. The dragon had been in a weird mood lately, with her wife reappearing and her daughter leaving the island. She didn’t want to think too much about any of it tonight, no, tonight she would enjoy herself, she was going to drink and eat and chat to people!

She was sitting at the bar, tankard of mead by her side and big wooden board full of slices of steak right in front of her. There were three sauces placed by the side of the board, a vibrant green one, a dark red one, and an oddly deep purple one, all of them in their own cute little white containers. Booker stared at them for a moment, before turning around and waving over the first person she saw. “Heeeey! Wanna do some taste testing with me? How do ye feel about spicy food?”

@the-institute-starters

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△ Lily

Her new wine cellar was quite spectacular. It wasn’t necessarily big in size, but it was exquisitely crafted, with dark dalbergia wood and a finely carved stone floor. But what was most remarkable, was the collection of bottles. Wines and meads new and old, collected from all over the world and clearly quite rare. Of course she had to show this off to her friend Lily, she hasn’t seen her in a while! And she knew she would appreciate the fine drinks she had collected. So, the dragon invited her over for a little taste testing, bringing her over to the cellar which had just enough room for a table and two chairs too. “I dinna ken what ye wanna start with, so feel free tae rummage around all us want. I kinda feel like mead today though, I have this melomel that’s just-“ the sound of the heavy wooden door shutting behind them made the redhead jump in surprise, quickly turning around and going pale once she noticed what had happened. “… I sure as shit hope yer not claustrophobic, friend.”

@lilyxdonovan

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Accidental Affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them                          

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them                          

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me                                                

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours                                                

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower                              

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower                                 

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine                            

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours                            

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours                      

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch    

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

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tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon

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ksenia-karakova​:

Arriving||Open

So she wasn’t, or maybe she was, a typical arrival. She wasn’t sure what was typical in this new place. But she was pretty sure that being a swashbuckling pirate with swords on probably wasn’t the safest way to to make an introduction, so she stowed them in her gear with the rest of her many types of weapons. Still her outfit kind of had that rogue air to it.

Ksenia’s hair was often an unkempt mess, but it wasn’t horrible. She just had more important things to focus on than standing in front of a mirror all the time. This was probably her fifth trip to and from her ship carrying in her bags, and thankfully her last one. And she was on her way back to the buildings when she stopped short of someone. “Excuse me, is there a faster way back to the staff dorms?” It was obvious that the current path was a way to get there. And she of course knew where they were, but she wasn’t going to pass the chance to find out any island secrets along the way.

The first few weeks after opening her restaurant, Booker had spent almost every moment of her day in there, making sure the place was in perfect shape and running smoothly. Thankfully, it had become quite clear that they had things handled over there, so she could relax and only visit when she felt like it. Today was one of those days. After a pretty tiring training session, the dragon was starving, and ready to head over for a nice meal.

Yet, just as she was walking over to An Taigh-Seinnse, she was stopped by a stranger. The tall redhead looked over at the woman with her one good eye, and then shook her head after a few moments mulling over the question. “Cannae say I do, I have ma own place, dinna really spend much time at the dorms.” She said with a shrug. “Are ye new here, lass? Welcome tae the island.”

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daisyxlynch​:

“Ohhh is this how it’s gonna be? You think you can fight me over who gets to lick the bowl? I dunno Miss Booker, you may be strong but I take my batter very seriously” Daisy warned teasingly, the affectionate little bump to her forehead making the witch giggle. It was just so very Booker, and made her so happy that she finished up their greeting by planting a sweet kiss right to the other redhead’s lips. “There! Now we’ve said a proper hello” She announced, tucking her arm through the dragon’s and leading her into the kitchen, chattering all the way.

“So I’m gonna show you how to make my favorite meal from back home! Buttermilk fried chicken, mashed potatoes, butter beans, biscuits so fluffy you think you’re eating a cloud! Annnnnd…” Daisy paused for dramatic effect, giggling as Topaz toddled in after them. “For dessert, blueberry cobbler! What did you bring?”

That kiss made the dragon smile a bright toothy grin once more. This was already proving to be a good evening, and Booker happily allowed Daisy to guide her into the kitchen. “I barely just arrived and yer already unable tae keep yer hands off me, wee witch. I hope we actually manage tae get any cooking done today.” The redheaded woman teased as they walked.

“Oh I love fried chicken! I love how they make it in the south of America, so I bet this is gonna be great.” The dragon beamed. The food culture in general of that area was one of her favorites. “I sometimes travel down there fer the food alone. God it’s so good.” She added as she squeezed Daisy a little and then briefly glanced at Topaz, waving at him. “I decided tae go fer simple foods today, so I’ve brought a pair of verra good steaks and some ingredients for a sauce, sweet potatoes with cilantro pesto, and like… a bunch of fancy cheeses an’ fruits tae make a wee board, so we can snack while we cook.” She then looks at Daisy a little embarrassed. “I didnae bring anythin’ fer dessert… I kinda suck at cookin’ sweets.”

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