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@constrictingcoils
The greatest headcanon I ever came up for Vaka was that, since his story takes place in the 2030′s, he was canonically a child when Fortnite got big.
Therefore, there is video evidence of him doing Fortnite dances that his brothers and sisters have.
💰 My muse is being auctioned off at a charity event! Tell me how much your muse would pay for an evening with them!
See into my muses past! Send 🔮 and I will write a drabble of a memory that your muse gets to see into.
AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION .
acts that could be aggressive // or a little bit sexy // or both. send a symbol from your muse to mine. feel free to combine actions or add specifics even when it doesn’t ask for it ! can send non - sexually as well.
THREATENING
🔪 // put a knife to my muse’s throat .
🖐️ // put a hand around my muse’s throat .
👕 // slide a weapon up under my muse’s shirt ( can specify ) .
👔 // grab my muse by the collar & pull them closer .
🔒 // lock my muse in a room alone with your muse .
🗩 // verbally threaten my muse ( please specify ) .
PINNING
🔙 // push my muse against a wall .
📌 // pin my muse’s wrists above their head .
🔵 // grab my muse hard enough to leave a bruise .
🔑 // handcuff my muse .
➰ // tie my muse to a chair .
⭕ // restrain my muse with an item of clothing ( please specify ) .
🚨 // push my muse to the ground & straddle them .
📢 // tell my muse ‘ stop squirming ! ’ .
🔗 // otherwise restrain my muse ( please specify ) .
LIGHTER
👀 // grab my muse’s jaw & direct their gaze towards yours .
⚡ // tug my muse’s hair .
⚠️ // bite my muse ( can specify where ) .
😏 // give my muse a hickey .
✂️ // run fingernails over my muse’s skin & scratch them .
💦 // cover my muse’s mouth .
DARKER
💋 // give my muse a kiss that draws blood .
🗡️ // cut my muse with a knife ( can specify where ) .
💀 // kidnap my muse .
😶 // put a hand over my muse’s nose & mouth .
💥 // tighten something around my muse’s throat that restricts their blood - flow / oxygen supply ( please specify ) .
send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---
veilled :
alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .
I know I hardly use this account anymore, but Vaka paints his nails black, send tweet
touch-starved starters!!
❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞
❝ could you play with my hair? ❞
❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞
❝ that feels nice. ❞
❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞
❝ i never want to let go. ❞
❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞
❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞
❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞
❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞
❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞
❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞
❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞
❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞
❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞
❝ you were my first kiss. ❞
❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞
❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞
❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞
drakoncrowned :
“Of course it’s not, Your Highness.” She promised, taking another glance out to the garden. It was places like these where she adored to simply come and think. The way the senses seemed to be assaulted pleasantly with the familiar and not-so familiar smells of flora, whilst retaining some sense of reality. “In actuality, it’s been quite a pleasant change from the bland food back in Nohr, I must admit.” She said with a soft chuckle.
“Sometimes its good to try new things, experience new customs and the like.”
“Well if you find your own kin’s food so bland, perhaps we’ll bring a whole barrel of spices back with us to Nohr. Maybe a cook too, if your Wyverns can handle carrying another Lamia back.”
He quipped as he moved to lean against the nearby balcony, his tail traipsing behind him until it curled up into a neat little circle.
“In all seriousness, I’m glad to know you’re enjoying yourself, your Majesty. Even if I’m sure my brothers and sisters will be... something of a pain. Suffice it to say they’re jealous of my accomplishments. And some... seek to diminish the value of what I’ve done.”
@drakoncrowned ask continued :
“Hm? Oh,” She smiled faintly, “Just realizing how different it is here. It’s a good different, don’t get me wrong. It’s just a change I need to adjust too. I hadn’t thought there’d be so many fascinating things to keep me busy!”
“I understand the feeling entirely. It is certainly strange to live your whole life in one spot, then end up shaking up with an entirely different people - even for a day.”
The Lamia slithered up the ramp to the spot where Camilla had found herself in the Royal Palace - a balcony overlooking the Empire’s botanical garden. A sweet, intoxicating scent filled the air - migraine inducing to some, but a delightful bouquet of scents to others. A Lamia in the gardens slithered from spot to spot, taking readings from each plant, some of which were clearly magical.
“Hopefully the food isn’t too spicy for you, Your Majesty.”
The greatest headcanon I ever came up for Vaka was that, since his story takes place in the 2030′s, he was canonically a child when Fortnite got big.
Therefore, there is video evidence of him doing Fortnite dances that his brothers and sisters have.
drakoncrowned :
Oooh~ All eyes on her, hm?
It was a good thing Camilla was used to attention.
“Duly noted, Your Highness.” She couldn’t help but smile at such a thing. While yes, it would be a pain, Camilla could put the skills she learned from her adopted father to good use. “We can always pass notes as the young ones do. Or is note sharing frowned upon in your society?” Partially teasing, partially curious.
“We can pass as many notes as you like! Though, I’m sure if anyone catches us doing that... well, it’ll look a bit odd. Not in a nefarious manner! But, people might start getting ideas.”
No need to expand upon that. Surely the Queen understood. Stretching his tail out, and cracking a few joints as he did so, Vaka would keep his gaze on Camilla as he half-turned away from her. The Prince waited on her permission to leave.
“I’ll see you this evening, then?”
drakoncrowned :
Oh, how unfortunate indeed.
She had hoped to continue those while she was there - but! She also understood where he was coming from. For once, it would be she waiting for Vaka’s presence to become available, and not the other way around.
“I’m certain I can find something to entertain myself while I’m waiting to speak with you, Your Highness.” Camilla nodded, before she clicked her tongue, “We can leave at nightfall, if it so pleases you. Gives me time to settle things on my end.” And a chance to get clean until who knows when. The Nohrian Queen had been preparing for this for months, having already set things in motion to allow her trusted advisers to handle things until she returned.
“So we meet here at dusk, and then I will follow your lead. How does that sound?”
Their plans were in motion. Everything seemed accounted for. Now the two of them just needed to make their final preparations for the trip. A few last t’s to cross and i’s to dot.
“That’s perfect. I’ll do one last lap around the castle grounds, let your people know I’ve appreciated their help over the past few months and remind them that we’ll be back soon. My primary retainer will see to securing belongings and making sure everything is prepared for the trip.”
Vaka had begun to lean away, seemingly ready to go about his duties, before something hit him. He paused, tail coiling up beneath him ever-so-slightly as he faced the Queen.
“...I think it goes without saying that this is likely the last time we’ll be able to guarantee we won’t be watched for a fair while. All eyes will be on you once we’re down there. At the very least, this is my last chance to call you Wyvern Queen for a few weeks. What a pity.”
AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION .
acts that could be aggressive // or a little bit sexy // or both. send a symbol from your muse to mine. feel free to combine actions or add specifics even when it doesn’t ask for it ! can send non - sexually as well.
THREATENING
🔪 // put a knife to my muse’s throat .
🖐️ // put a hand around my muse’s throat .
👕 // slide a weapon up under my muse’s shirt ( can specify ) .
👔 // grab my muse by the collar & pull them closer .
🔒 // lock my muse in a room alone with your muse .
🗩 // verbally threaten my muse ( please specify ) .
PINNING
🔙 // push my muse against a wall .
📌 // pin my muse’s wrists above their head .
🔵 // grab my muse hard enough to leave a bruise .
🔑 // handcuff my muse .
➰ // tie my muse to a chair .
⭕ // restrain my muse with an item of clothing ( please specify ) .
🚨 // push my muse to the ground & straddle them .
📢 // tell my muse ‘ stop squirming ! ’ .
🔗 // otherwise restrain my muse ( please specify ) .
LIGHTER
👀 // grab my muse’s jaw & direct their gaze towards yours .
⚡ // tug my muse’s hair .
⚠️ // bite my muse ( can specify where ) .
😏 // give my muse a hickey .
✂️ // run fingernails over my muse’s skin & scratch them .
💦 // cover my muse’s mouth .
DARKER
💋 // give my muse a kiss that draws blood .
🗡️ // cut my muse with a knife ( can specify where ) .
💀 // kidnap my muse .
😶 // put a hand over my muse’s nose & mouth .
💥 // tighten something around my muse’s throat that restricts their blood - flow / oxygen supply ( please specify ) .
drakoncrowned :
Mm.
He had valid points. If it were just her and her alone, then it would definitely show the trust betwixt her people and his. Not to mention herself and him. As she finished wiping down the saddle and placing it up where it wouldn’t fall, she reached up and placed the cloth over the side of the pen for the next handler to take it.
“You have a valid point.” She agreed, dusting her hands off and stepping out of the stables proper now. A blustery sigh as she then gave a small hum, reaching up to undo the tie that held her hair back. “Very well then, how soon would you like for us to leave?” If by nightfall, she had time to be ready – having lived on the battlefield, Camilla was used to packing quick and efficiently. She wouldn’t need her fine gowns and pretty baubles. Her normal dresses and armor would suffice for the travel.
When should they leave? Of course the Prince was tempted to say ‘the sooner the better’ - but there would be so many asterisks after such a statement...
“We will leave at your behest, Camilla. I do not wish to rush your personal preparations. On the road we’ll have plenty of time to discuss the finer points of Tal’Rena politics and history, but your behavior gives me no reason to suspect there will be any problems during our stay.”
Now that The Queen was finished with her work, he moved to slither outside, trying to escape into the fresh air. Damn his sensitive sense of smell.
“You’ll find Tal’Rena has many of the luxuries you’re used to. But, I’d suggest you get your fill of Nohrian food now while you have the chance. And, ah--”
Something that almost slipped his mind.
“--we won’t be able to spar while we’re down there, unfortunately. And I’ll find myself a bit more preoccupied than usual with local politics. Perhaps bring a book or two, in case you need to kill time?”
drakoncrowned :
She giggled at that, giving a playful wink.
“Moira’s the one you want to avoid. The dear’s terribly protective. But don’t worry, I’ll see she’s on her best behaviour when we meet your family.” She winked, ducking back into the stables to finish her work. “Let me finish up here and I’ll go back inside to get ready. Would you like a small party or just myself? I don’t know if we ever finalised that bit.” She could take two-three people if need be, but for the most part she would much prefer just herself for the first meeting.
As she moved to continue her hard work, the Prince stood at attention. Not to show respect (though there was much to be given) but simply because he didn’t want his fancy clothing getting mucked up in the debris of the stables.
“I see no reason to dictate whether or not you’ll bring your entourage with you, your Majesty. I believe that decision would be best left in your capable hands.”
Vaka paused. She asked what he would like. Fair enough.
“But if you really must know my own preference... if none of your retainers were around, it would be an undeniable sign of trust between yourself and I. In the eyes of my people, I would appear a brilliant statesman for convincing a foreign leader to journey to our land without her normal entourage.”
He sighed, raising a gloved hand to inspect it.
“I apologize for the clinical, calculated response... but I believe that would be the choice that would be most beneficial to my chances of winning the Tribunal. But, choose freely, I am in no place to command you.”
Anyways Vaka is good at his job of being an envoy and building relations, he just knows he can absolutely drop that nonsense around Camilla so he does so at every possible opportunity (that would not be damaging to her own reputation)
drakoncrowned:
“Ah, Your Highness!” Camilla grinned as she finished tending to the wyvern in front of her. They had just finished some flight exercises, and she was giving them a well deserved rub down and treat, yet paused in her work when the Lamia Prince slithered towards her. “You have been gone for quite some time,” she tipped her head to the side in thought.
“Does this mean its time for us to go?”
@constrictingcoils
He still wasn’t completely used to being so close to Wyverns. Time with Camilla had him grow somewhat accustomed to it, but it still hit him as odd to watch the Queen rub down a creature that was part of his kin’s folklore.
Vaka’s gaze had settled on the creature for a time, until his serpentine pupils focused on the beast’s handler to answer her question.
“Yes. I’ve secured passage from here to my family’s Royal Estate. We’ll follow normal transportation procedures, though I’ve assigned my battle-ready retainers to keep watch constantly during the trip.”
“You know, your majesty, there’s a joke in here somewhere about me taking you home to meet my parents... but you’ve got a Wyvern within lunging range, so I believe I’ll save that one for another time.”
