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Natalie Dormer for “Elle” Russia, 2016 (Colored by me)

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Natalie Dormer for Vanity Fair, August 2016

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In an unexpected yet not unwelcome turn of events, the serpent had found herself lurking in the woods far from her house. She’d taken a job and decided to, uh… take the scenic route on the way back. Her only regret was the fact that she hadn’t brought any heavier clothes than her go to knit sweater that always got fished out of her closet when October rolled around.  She was just emerging from the brush to find a darkened road when an unfamiliar scent came towards her. Bel moved to the shadows between some trees– An effort that proved fruitless when the stranger who had emerged from the woods on the other side of the road noticed her.  She frowned.  “You don’t know where you are…?” Squinting at the other, she glanced around before answering the question. “I…. Somewhere in Pennsylvania. Last city I saw was Lancaster, back that way.” She gestured down the road to their left.

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       A puff of held air was pushed out due to the slight alleviation in tension.  A lot of the time it wasn’t mutually shared, just his own built up preconceptions getting the better of him; it happened a lot.  He knew if he stayed gone for long enough that his makeshift watcher —AKA Asher— would notice and just Scry for him, but Jasper really did not want to stay in an unknown place for nearly an entire day for that result to emerge.

       The scent was something very strange, but the walking pattern was human-like enough to warrant that he wasn’t asking a random animal for help.  Not like that would be the first time or anything.  With a straightening of his back and a bit of turn, he finally remembered to have enough manners to the person he was talking to.  Interesting. They looked human, but what was it really.

       ❝ Uh, yeah.  I went for a run and got lost… ❞  A hand smoothed over the side of his face before tucking back into his pocket to fidget with the contents, two out of his many nervous habits.  ❝ –too lost. ❞  There was the muttering.  A faint ghost of a humorous tone finally managed to lace his next words.  ❝ Unlike you, who actually sounds like they know where they’re adventuring to. ❞

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       He ran too far.  The instant Jasper regained his senses, it felt like they were knocked out of whack again in an instant.  These surroundings weren’t familiar.  Being a Werewolf allowed you to run far too fast for your own good, so when he was blinded in deep thinking, he didn’t realize the distance he had traveled.

       Snapping back to attention, he heard the shuffle of someone in the near vicinity. He didn’t want to be a bother, but he would just suck it up rather than look like a literal lost puppy for far too long.  ❝ Um– Uh, excuse me? Could you please tell me where I am? ❞

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monstersofmisery “I am aware of your presence and I welcome you into my home. Come now.” Laying on the floor in the dark wasn’t exactly the most exciting thing Apollo could probably be doing right at this moment in time, but he’d already started the game. No point turning back now, right?  Supposedly some ~*evil creature*~ would show up soon to find and kill him, but with his mind already beginning to wander, eyes shut against the darkness of his house, it was pretty safe to say the twenty year old wasn’t particularly afraid for his soul. He huffed a long, soft sigh. This was stupid.

       Kaleo’s gaze panned over the large wall of various images, right brow perched in curiosity.  This was a well set-up operation and he was absolutely a frequent partaker in its festivities.  This particular section in the entertainment section of his home sweet hell hosted the calls of all those funny little rituals that always come with the warning of certain death for your dumbassery.

       A game of hide and seek had caught his attention, alerting the ringmaster of the area of his quick selection before blinking into the given area at the appropriate time.  Kal would play nice to start, abiding by the rules of moaning as the signal.  Making sure a cloaking shroud of shadows were up to keep him hidden, he took a momentary wander out of the starting room to somewhere a bit closer.

       Stopping a few rooms short of where he knew the person was; bringing in a large breath, what echoed off the walls was the highest pitched sexualized moan he could muster without breaking out into a laughing fit. Following the rules didn’t mean you had to be boring.

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gravesnguns:

   The elf’s ears perked slightly, eyes narrowing. It was a brief moment of contemplating whether to slap him, or just let it slide. Deciding on slapping him, the elf put her hand up, ready to back hand him. But instead placed the palm against his cheek. 

❝Never thought you didn’t. A flair though.. That’s an understatement, to say the least,❞ she teased, patting his cheek. 

       Kaleo’s crookedly amused expression slid into a lazy smirk, lightly nuzzling his face against the hand he was ready to get belted by. ❝ Hm, flair is more of a Kai word. ❞  He gave a half-assed shrug, head moving back upright.  ❝ A knack for would be more-so my type of term. ❞

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gravesnguns:

❝Bit dramatic, don’t you think?    Especially with your girlfriend,    sitting. Right. Here?❞

       Kaleo never shown it well, but he actually did like starting a conversation.  What he lacked in proper word fuel, he at least had surprise— well, if he was talking to a human that was.  This was more ready to get him slapped by Evelyn than anything.

       Picturing that exact outcome was what accidentally broke his puzzled guise into a snicker.  ❝ Never denied that I had a flair for the dramatics. ❞

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   ❝ They say home is where the heart is,        but what’s home when you have no heart? ❞

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"I mean… It’s your day so you can really ask for anything you want. You just have the added hormone incentive of Valentine’s Day."

       ❝You are absolutely right!❞  Kai agreed with a large grin, bouncing on his feet.  Who would provide either of the requested?  He didn’t know, but he liked knowing he had the options.  ❝I should get someone to spank my older brother, it’s his birthday too.  Maybe it would liven him up.❞  He gave a gleeful chuckle.

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       ❝The only way you can have some of this—❞  Devi started a tease, slightly swinging the bottle of alcohol around in front of her.  ❝—is if you give me a kiss.❞  Could you blame her for being drunk?  It quickly became her own version of holidays on Midgard.

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       ❝So, with today being Valentine’s Day & My Birthday,             do I get both kisses and spankings?❞

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       ❝If there’s one thing I will hold a grudge for, for all eternity: it’s my parents planning Kai & I’s days of birth on this horrendous holiday.❞  The struggles of an immortal, you live long enough on Earth with Human holidays and you learn to either love them or hate them.  Kaleo has always made his side of the line clear about Valentine’s day, even if his birthday had to be in the crossfire.

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me on valentine's day:

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       ❝ Hey, you should be nicer to the birthday girl! ❞               The statement was snickered past Devi’s lips. She technically didn’t know her               real birthday— A day like this wasn’t even called a birthday. Elven traditions               were much more different than those on Midgard, but she learned to adjust.               Today is actually the day she crash landed onto Midgard; it was unfortunately               a day that was embedded in her memories. Thankfully, the lovely invention               of alcohol had been a decent support beam to haze life out of focus.

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〈〈 • ┋ Jimmy 〉〉

❛ D‘ya know who the fuck I am? C’mon, babe, there can’t be a celebration tha‘ Jimmy isn’t involved in. —— Where’s this party, then, birthday girl? ❜

       ❝ You sound right up my alley. ❞            Devi smirked at the man, her stature shifting a bit.        ❝ There’s not one yet, but that’s easy to amend.              We can head on over to a club, or I can send              out a message and a party can meet us up              at my place.  Both have plenty of alcohol. ❞