Three Goblin Art
Kiana Khansmith
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she grinned into his neck, her nose nuzzling into his hair. "what, am i not allowed to be cute?"
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He shivered, closing his eyes at the warm, pleasant sensation, “I certainly didn’t say that. You’re cute pretty much all the time, among other things--words like ‘sexy’, ‘brilliant’, and ‘goddamn incredible’ come to mind.”
ryan crawled on noah's lap and wrapped her arms around him for a tight hug
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He was surprised at the sudden contact--he had been laying on the couch, eyes heavy as he dozed, comfortable in the presence of the siren. The unexpected touch didn’t make him flinch, didn’t make his chest tighten and his heart beat speed up, but instead caused a gentle smile to tug at the corners of his mouth as he returned the hug with a yawn, arms snaking around her back to bring her in closely against his chest.
He carded his fingers gently through her hair, touch soft and fond as he watched her face, “something wrong? Or are you just extra cuddly tonight?”
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Say hello to Ansa aka the Ajatar aka the worst. She is by far the most--predatory of all my muses, absolutely no morals, and loves nothing more than engaging in a little (or a lot) of bloodshed. She originated in the forests of Finland, haunting the minds and stories of men, able to strike fear into the hearts of all by name alone.
Until, that is, she grew bored with being confined to one country, as she saw how disinterested the population was becoming in the legends of old. She could still kill them just as easily, of course, but it lessened the thrill when they didn’t cower in fear at her mere presence, as they did before. Now, she wanders the world, drawn to woods and forests, hunting campers, hikers, and anyone unlucky enough to cross her path.
Able to cast disease and pestilence at will, she can also influence a person’s mind, confusing them so they become hopelessly lost or torturing them with hallucinations and nightmares. She very much enjoy what she does, and is never happier than when she’s in the midst of a hunt.
Meet Afon Jernigan, aka Arawn, aka also a terrible person. He loves money, loves control, and most of all loves power. He’s a crime lord hailing from Wales, where he made a name for himself by his drastic and often brutal methods.
Originally specializing in drugs, he now engages in a wide variety of--products, ranging from human trafficking to contract killing. His most recent venture is in the sale and collection of creature parts, taken from a variety of supernatural creatures he has only recently discovered exist.
He carefully monitors every aspect of his organization, and anyone unlucky enough to be found to be disloyal is dealt with quickly and harshly, most often by his hitman/bodyguard Tesni Yates, whom he affectionately calls Mallt-y-Nos.
Putting forth a jovial, charismatic demeanor, it is quickly discovered that once he is angered, the friendly smile hides a cruel and barbaric man, who is not afraid to get his hands dirty when the situation calls for it.
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“Wait wait… so, could you like, cut off someone’s car in the middle of them driving it? Not to say you would just… is that something you can do?” Yes — he’d agree to take the guy wherever he wanted to go, barely questioning the stranger since Sam had no one to get to and nowhere to be himself. But — that didn’t mean he was okay with his big brother’s car going out because this guy didn’t like what was on the radio. “And you’ve got a total handle on it? I mean that’s… that’s actually pretty cool, if you ask me.”
His shoulders tense, fists clenched as he readied himself to strike out should the need arise. He knew not everyone in the world was comfortable with his--gifts, had firsthand knowledge of the lengths even those who loved him would go to in order to purge him of his gifts. The stranger’s easy acceptance of his powers was a surprise--a welcome one, certainly, but a surprise nonetheless.
“Um, yes, I suppose I would be capable of doing that. Although, I can promise you, it’s not something I make a habit of.” He offered a smile, gentle and unsure, “I’ve got things completely under control, so you don’t have to worry about anything going off around me, or anything. I mean, I happen to think it’s cool, but--” he shrugged a shoulder, tension slowly leaving his posture, “I know not everyone does.”
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‘ no. ‘ her voice suddenly spoke sharp, immediately following his words. she wanted to prevent him to follow her, to get even deeper in her heart, to find some way to alter her nature farther from how she used to be. he was nested in her bones, and he was in her every waking thoughts. an echo of how jones was affiliated in her life all those years ago before followed with destruction in his wake.
it felt like hours before ryan was able to muster up the courage to flicker her sad chestnut hues up to his own, warm ones. there was a certain desperation in the dept of her optics, as if she was begging him to not follow her. he was like gold, once in a lifetime and corrupting. he seeped past her darkness and managed to bring a light out in her that ryan had believed was gone. a part of her wanted to run, run far away and him be rid of her. but another part of her would weep without his mere presence ( she would grieve of a loss that was alive ).
tenderly, a set of digits rested against his chest, both to halt his movements and to feel him again. to feel the warmth that radiated off him, and the way he could send chills throughout her body from her touch. the swell of her lower lip sucked in between her teeth as she fought the urge to tell him what she really wanted to - that she wanted him and it terrified her. instead, her digits gently ran along the soft cotton of the same, stupid shirt that ryan got him.
the corners of her lips twitched upward in a cracked smile as she noticed this - that shirt she found. it was plain, just one bold color, but she bought it nonetheless and he was wearing it now. ryan’s other hand clenched the fabric of her jean jacket close to her chest. noah was important to her, ryan realized that now. and it was because of that she felt the urge to run away and lift the burden that was her from his shoulders. ‘ you should stay. ‘
He flinched at the sound of her voice, as though she had physically slapped him, assaulted him with her fists instead of just her words.
No.
The word seemed to echo in his mind, repeated again and again as he stared at her with eyes he stubbornly refused to acknowledge had begun to burn. She didn’t want him to follow her. She didn’t want him with her, and he didn’t know why that idea surprised him so much.
Of course she wanted nothing to do with him. Everybody else in his life had turned their backs on him, why not Ryan? Why not the only good thing in his life, the only person he genuinely looked forward to seeing, the only one whose touch didn’t make him want to crawl out of his skin? Why not the person he loved cared for so much?
Part of him wanted to tuck tail and run, walk right out the door and leave Ryan to her own thoughts, give her the space she so clearly wanted. Why should he fight for this relationship, fight for her, when she didn’t want him to? What use was it to put his heart on the line if it was simply going to be crushed?
But another part of him refused to give up on her, on this wonderful, beautiful, dangerous woman that had taken up presence inside his heart. He stared down at her hand, graceful fingers bunched in his shirt, and that warmth in his chest at the memory of her buying him something as simple as a shirt gave him his answer. He couldn’t just walk away from this, from her. He couldn’t just go back to being alone, being lonely, cold and abandoned and without anyone to talk to, laugh with. Not without an explanation.
“Why?” His voice was gentle, and he was proud of the fact that it didn’t shake the way his hands trembled. “There’s something bothering you, I can see that, so why should I stay behind? Why should I let you suffer alone?”
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He hates this feeling. The way his stomach drops, his hands go clammy and his heart speeds up, and a little voice begins to chant in the back of his mind, kill him kill him he knows kill him before he kills you.
He shakes it off, tosses his head as though he can physically shake loose the paranoia and that damned suffocating anxiety. He forces a smile, hands clasped behind his back to hide how they shake.
“Is that so? Well, now I’m curious. Just what has the grapevine been telling about me?”
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◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.
’ Why are you all wet? ‘
’ Aloha! ’
’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ‘
’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’
’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’
’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’
’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’
’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’
’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’
’ No more caffeine for you. ’
’ Did you lose your job because of me? ‘
’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’
’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’
’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’
’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’
’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’
’ I didn’t teach him that. ’
’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’
’ Leave my mother out of this. ’
’ You are such a pain. ’
’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’
’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’
’ I’m lost. ’
’ Don’t interact with her. ’
’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’
’ Why do you act so weird? ’
’ You look familiar. ’
’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’
’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’
’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’
’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’
’ I hear you cry at night. ’
’ Do you dream about them? ’
’ You came back. ’
’ Nobody gets left behind. ’
’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ‘
’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’
’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’
’ Are you.. happy? ’
’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’
’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’
‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’
’ We’d raise you to be good. ’
’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’
’ I read her diary. ’
’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’
’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’
’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’
’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’
’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’
’ Stupid head. ’
’ Did you catch fire again? ’
’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’
’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’
’ Do you want to be taken away? ’
’ You’re just jealous ‘cause I’m pretty! ’
’ My friends need to be punished. ’
’ Heard you lost your job. ’
’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. '
‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’
’ He’s very persuasive. '
’ I know you had something to do with this. ’
’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’
’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’
’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’
’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’
’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’
’ This is low even for you! ’
’ You are all mine. ’
’ You know I have no choice. ’
‘ Please don’t do this. ’
’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’
’ She needs me. ’
’ Leave me alone to die. ’
’ What is that monstrosity? ’
’ Does this look infected to you? ’
’ You’d better not have rabies. ’
’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’
’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’
’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’
’ It has no place among us. ’
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