Monk of Jade and Light

Loved by Maddie. Schyuler is my OC from World of Warcraft

[byubles]

‘TIS THE SEASON.

send 🎄for our muses to get caught under the mistletoe !!

[startshxtwithme]

What do you think my muse's voice sounds like?

Try to describe tone, pitch, accents, etc.

[schyulerwow]

You’ll Be Back - Songfic Oneshot

Schyuler learns the truth of her father’s passing and her old friend’s *obsession*. 

Song: You’ll Be Back from Hamilton. (X)

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Maxwell chuckled with a sinister grin as he slowly stood from his throne, just as Schyuler Braveheart and Wrathion pushed open the large oak wood doors, storming into the keep’s throne room. “I take it, the cat’s out of the bag?”

There was a fire in Schyuler’s eyes as her footsteps were quicker than that of the human disguised dragon. The radiant power of the chi shining at her palms. 

Wiloh saw this and stepped forward, her hand reaching for her staff that was situated on her back, with Maxwell raising a hand, silently commanding her to stand down. 

“You diabolical liar!” The monk pointed an accusing finger at the man. “You lied to me about everything!”

He tisked, shaking his head at the woman. “I wouldn’t say that I lied, more like sugarcoated a little here and there,” 

“Really?” There was an edge in her voice as Schyuler stepped closer. “So you sugarcoated the fact that instead of coming down with an incurable illness, you murdered my father to take the throne, and sent out an assassin to hunt my mother and I for sport?!” 

“Those are the consequences when defying my command,” Maxwell responded with a stern look, as if he were lecturing a child. “I tried to explain to her that with my upcoming plans, you would be safer here on the island at my side, not out there with those barbarians,” 

Wrathion could sense that her emotions would explode and throw all caution to the wind as he just caught Schyuler’s wrist, holding her back from doing something she’d regret. “Did such plans include building an army to invade all of Azeroth and enslave innocents?” 

“Those barbarians are my family, my friends,” She spat. “They’ve treated me far better than you ever did when we were children,” 

“Better than me? I did everything to keep you safe, and to make you happy, to ensure your loyalty to me!” Maxwell stated as he slammed the end of his staff to the ground.

Lightning cracked at the ceiling of the throne room, startling the pair as Wrathion was suddenly pulled back from Schyuler, the lightning taking the form of chains at his wrists as they pulled and slammed him against the marble wall. 

“Wrathion!” Schyuler called out to him as she tried to run for him, but the lightning struck at her feet when she drew too close, tossing her to the floor. She shot a nasty glare at Maxwell as she gathered herself to her feet. “After everything I’ve learned, what makes you think I’d ever be loyal to you?”

Maxwell’s eyes flared in surprise as he glanced at Wiloh, almost to relish in her reaction before turning back towards Schyuler. “You truly haven’t remembered?” 

Schyuler casted a cautious look as the sorcerer made his way down the small throne steps. She tried to step back, but the surge of crackling lightning reminded her that there was nowhere to go. 

“You say

The price of my love's not a price that you're willing to pay

You cry

In your tea which you hurl in the sea when you see me go by

Why so sad?”

Schyuler tried to smack his hand away, but using his magic, he held her chi infused hand back as he held her chin with his bold fingers, forcing her to look at him. His eyes burning with fire that made her stomach backflip. 

“Remember we made an arrangement when you went away

Now you're making me mad

Remember, despite our estrangement, I'm your man,” 

“What are you talking about?” An uneasiness was settling at the pit of her stomach. “What arrangement?”

Maxwell smirked as his face inched closer. “We were arranged to be married, my dear. It was your father’s dying wish,” 

Schyuler’s eyes widened as she could sense losing the feeling in her legs, frozen in pure fear. Maxwell saw to take advantage of his, his eyes glancing at her lips as he eased closer. Her heart was pounding in her chest, the voice in her head screaming to stop this, to scream for help. Closing her eyes, she thought of Anduin, her mind thinking back to their first intimate moment they shared. In that split moment, realizing her other hand was free this entire time, Schyuler fully charged a chi blast, forcing her fist in between them as the spark set off, sending them both flying away from each other. 

The blast disrupted Maxwell’s spell as the lightning vanished, along with Wrathion’s chains dissolving. Pulling himself up to his knees, Schyuler scrambled towards him as Wiloh ran for her master, but again, Maxwell eased her off as he pulled himself up with a grudge. 

Schyuler helped Wrathion as her eyes burned into Maxwell’s soul. “I’m leaving, and I’m sure as hell that I will never be your bride,” 

The pair were scurrying towards the giant oak doors when they suddenly slammed shut. They turned back towards Maxwell, the crystal of his staff glowing vibrantly. 

“You'll be back, soon you'll see

You'll remember you belong to me,”

An iry trail of magic slithered from the crystal, scaling the floor as it hexed onto Schyuler. She could feel her head pounding, as if her brain was trying to pull itself free from her body as she wobbled out of Wrathion’s hold. 

“You'll be back, time will tell

You'll remember that I served you well,” 

He was trying to manipulate her, control her. If she wouldn’t go with him willingly, he’d do it by force. Grinding her teeth, she concentrated on her vivify spell, her hands pulsing a shade of green as she forced the slithering snake out of her mind, shattering. 

“Come on,” Wrathion grabbed onto her hand as he tried to led her away, until they were suddenly swept away by a sudden gush of water as it lifted them up into the air before it morphed into a series of boulders and concrete, plummeting them to the floor. 

“Oceans rise, empires fall

We have seen each other through it all

And when push comes to shove,” 

Shadows hovered above them, as the pair glanced up to see magical manifestations of naval warships sailing through the air, firing cannon balls that exploded fireworks. They shielded themselves from the blinding lights as Maxwell laughed almost manically at the sight. 

“I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!

Da da da dat da, dat da da da da ya da

Da da dat dat da ya da!

Da da da dat da, dat da da da da ya da

Da da dat dat da!” 

Schyuler glanced over at Wrathion, both knowing that they needed to get out of this room and off this island. Trying to use the blinds for, they made another attempt at running for the door. Something caught a hold of Schyuler as she yelped out of Wrathion’s reach. Magical chains wrapped themselves around her torso as they pulled her back to Maxwell’s side. 

“You say our love is draining and you can't go on

You'll be the one complaining when I am gone,”

A loud beast-like cry erupted the room as the opposite end of the room filled with smoke, before Wrathion emerged in his dragon form. He leapt forward, aiming as if to take a bite out of Maxwell, but the sorcerer was quick. He summoned a protective barrier, catching the dragon's claws and teeth as his blood ruby red eyes scorched down at him. 

“And no, don't change the subject!”

Amplifying the barrier, he pushed Wrathion back right through a pillar and collided with the wall, shattering a large chunk of a glass painting. The chains rattled as Schyuler tried to pull herself free to go to her friend, but the noise alerted Maxwell as he glanced back towards her. 

“'Cause you're my favorite subject

My sweet, submissive subject

My loyal, royal subject,” 

He seemed to circle her as if he were a shark hunting for his prey. His hand petted her head before his finger snaked down the side of her face and grabbed her chin. 

“Forever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever!”

His face inched closer again, anticipating a moment, and Schyuler wasn’t having any of it as she spat right on his face. Maxwell recoiled, taking a step back with a snarl. For the first time that night he looked at her with such disgust as he raised his hand and slapped her, knocking her to her knees. 

“You'll be back like before

I will fight the fight and win the war

For your love, for your praise

And I'll love you 'til my dying days,” 

Her cheek stunned as Schyuler could feel the hand print along her skin. She tried to go in for a jab with her knee but Maxwell swiftly moved out of the way, allowing her body to fall forward. 

“When you're gone, I'll go mad

So don't throw away this thing we had,”

He reached out, grabbing her hair as he yanked her back up to her feet. He caught and spun her around, forcing her to look in the direction of Wrathion as Maxwell aimed his staff towards him. 

“'Cause when push comes to shove

I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love,”

He charged an arcane blast and with as much strength as she could muster, she thrusted her body and knocked the staff out of Maxwell’s hands. “Wrathion, run!”

“I can’t just leave you here--”

“GO!”

With a defeated and disgruntled roar, Wrathion managed to pick himself up, soaring through the broken stained glass window. His wings flapped through the mist as Wiloh ran to peek outside, watching as the dragon’s image shrank smaller and smaller. 

“Shall I give the order to go after him?”

“That won’t be necessary,” Maxwell dismissed the idea as he glanced over towards Schyuler’s body. He knelt beside her, his hand reaching out as his fingers curled around the chains and pulled her up from the floor, staring obsessively as if admiring a painting. “Let him warn your precious fools of a family. I already have what I want,” 

The monk casted her gaze towards the window, the flapping of Wrathion’s wings growing faint by the second. He was safe, and alive. Warn the others. That was what mattered. After everything he had done to get her here, she’d never forgive herself if something happened to him. 

“The Alliance will stop you,” Schyuler proclaimed, her voice dry from the screams. She took a moment to better compose herself before staring right into his eyes. “Anduin Wrynn will stop you,” 

“I welcome him to try, but hear me when I say,” Maxwell cupped the back of Schyuler’s head, lifting her head up to whisper in her ear. “I will eat him alive should he try to take you from me,”

[moonpiehelps]

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

mentions of panic attacks , vomiting , trauma , self harm , and distressing situations . Feel free to adjust as needed ! ♡ 

( 𝐑𝐔𝐁 ) ; one muse rubs the other’s back to comfort them while in a moment of distress.

( 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓 ) ; one muse grabs a bucket for the other who’s about to throw up. 

( 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄 ) ; our muses share a bed so the other doesn’t have to be alone. 

( 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 ) ; one muse calls the other a term of endearment to comfort them. 

( 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ) ; one muse holds the other close while they open up / cry.

( 𝐀𝐈𝐃 ) ; one muse runs to the others aid after they were violently hurt. 

( 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ) ; one muse calls sender late at night in tears and the other comes over to comfort them. 

( 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 ) ; one muse reaches out to the other after they’ve withdrawn from everyone. 

( 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂 ) ; one muse discovers the other during a panic attack. 

( 𝐍𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 ) ; one muse takes care of the other while they’re sick.

( 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 ) ; one muse holds the other’s hand while they’re in pain or panicking. 

( 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 ) ; one muse offers to cuddle with the other to help them sleep.

( 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐃𝐄 ) ; one muse opens up to the other about a traumatic experience. 

( 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 ) ; one muse guides the other through a breathing technique.

( 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ) ; one muse comes to the other with an injury they’ve been trying to hide that’s beginning to worry them.

( 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ) ; one muse gently kisses the other while they’re crying.

( 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 ) ; one muse helps the other into a bath/shower after a traumatic event. or they bathe together.

( 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁 ) ; our muses instinctively grab each other while they’re scared.

( 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ) ; one muse gives the other a shoulder rub.

( 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 ) ; one muse wipes blood off of the other.

( 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓 ) ; one muse shows up at the other’s doorstep in tears.

( 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ) ; one muse has been missing and finally shows up, dirty and traumatized. the other helps clean them up and tries to get them to talk.

( 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 ) ; one muse wakes up the other after having a horrific nightmare.

( 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋 ) ; one muse makes the other a warm meal to make them feel better.

( 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 ) ; one muse has been slowly deteriorating mentally/physically, the other takes it upon themselves to make sure they’re taken care of.

( 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 ) ; one muse takes the other’s face ( cheeks , chin ) when trying to comfort them. 

( 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 ) ; one muse lets the other stay over when their house gets too stressful.

( 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 ) ; one muse sits outside the door to comfort the other who won’t let them in.

( 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 ) ; one muse stays over to make sure the other doesn’t hurt themselves.

( 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 ) ; one muse strokes the others hair.

( 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀 ) ; our muses sit together after a traumatic experience. 

( 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ) ; one muse helps ground the other ( bonus if you specify how ) 

( 𝐈𝐂𝐄 ) ; one muse holds an ice pack to the other’s injury.

( 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐏 ) ; our muses cry and hold each other after a traumatic experience. 

( 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ) ; one muse strides up to the other and suddenly embraces them tightly after experiencing something distressing. 

( 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 ) ; one muse calms the terrified other.

( 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐘 ) ; one muse takes the other to a calm area where they feel more comfortable opening up.

[schyulerwow]

The wind blew through Schyuler’s hair as the monk meditated silently in the court yard of Stormwind Keep. Channeling inner peace, her body hovered inches from the ground, the leaves from the tree overhead providing shade from the sun.

She had only been sitting there for a few minutes when she sensed a shift in the earth, leaves and weeds of grass crunching against a heavy weight. A single footstep. A faint smile ghosted her face as Schyuler remained still, listening as the footsteps slowly crept closer.

The monk felt their presence and as a hand grazed their shoulder, she carefully snatched their wrist and flipped the body over herself. Her other hand cradled the back of their head as Anduin Wrynn’s back side came down on the grass, his head caressed in Schyuler’s lap.

“By the light!” He squealed, laughing as he tried to compose himself. “How did you know it was me?”

Schyuler smirked as she booped his nose. “A master of stealth, you are not,”

Anduin scrunched his nose at the gesture before playfully swatting her hand away. “But you have to admit, I did better this time,” he cocked an eyebrow as he gazed at her.

“Fair enough, I’ll give credit where credit is do,” she smiled softly, her body floating to sit along the grass. “Did your meeting end early?”

The young king nodded as he adjusted himself, wanting to get more comfortable. “Everything is accounted for. I was hoping you’d like some company?”

“Of course, Anduin,” Schyuler laughed as her fingers brushed his hair back, “I love you, don’t even need to ask,”

His smile brightened as he raised his hand to caress her cheek before his fingers trailed down to her chin, “Come here,” he smiled as he gently pulled her down and locked her lips into a kiss.

Just as another gentle breeze coursed through the air.

[rob-and-laura-petrie]

Every Kiss: #56 | 1.24 The Twizzle  

[bilbon-socket]

[deathknightrea]

The hardest part of watching Anduin's memory he left in the compass is seeing our boy slowly losing himself to the darkness. BOY YOU BETTER HOLD ON TO THE LIGHT AND HOPE!!!! YOU'RE STILL OUR BRIGHTEST MOST PRECIOUS BOY!!! My foot is ready to go right up the Jailers arse!

[schyulerwow]

Nightmares - Drabble

Drabble snippet from Chapter 9 of Find Where I Belong of my human monk OC Schyuler going through a nightmare. 

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The rain soaked her clothes and skin as she looked about, terrified as the crewman worked tirelessly to maintain control of the ship in this blasted weather. The floorboards were slippery as Schyuler ran to the edge of the ship, peeking over to see the crashing waves push against the hull of the ship. 

The crackling of the lightning startled her as she jumped back, falling over as she desperately tried to steady herself. She clutched onto her blanket for dear life. She didn’t remember where she had gotten it or where it came from, but she felt a sense of safety with it wrapped around her torso. 

“Schyuler!” 

She turned around to see a man dressed in a high ranking sailor suit stomp towards her, trying to push through the rain. When he was near, he reached for her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “It’s not safe for you up here! Get down to the Captain’s Quarters!”

“Lieutenant!” The Captain cried out from the steering wheel of the ship as he pointed out something in the distance. 

Schyuler and the lieutenant looked out to see a massive wave of water charging towards the ship. With its massive size, she could already feel the ship beginning to curve on its side. 

“Brace for impact!” He shouted before grabbing onto Schyuler and held on to her for dear life as he glanced down at her and whimpered softly. “I’m sorry, child,” 

Her eyes widened as she watched the wave draw closer and closer towards them. When she felt the ship start to curve on its side and notice the water pick up as extra large water droplets rained down, she shut her eyes and pressed her head into the torso of the lieutenant. 

Darkness quickly followed. She couldn’t breathe, the sea salt water had filled her lungs and then she hit something hard. . . yet soft. Her head was spinning. She wanted to wake up. But no matter how hard she tried, her body wouldn’t move. Schyuler could feel herself screaming, but she didn’t physically react. 

Her chest burned suddenly. As if she had been getting punched there multiple times. Her vision turned white and as she began to open her mouth, her lungs sparked like a fire as her eyes shot wide and puked out salt water. She immediately turned to her front side, spewing out the remaining water as she coughed uncontrollably. 

“Are you alright, little one?” A voice gently called out to her as she felt a large hand on her back. 

Schyuler barely had the energy to keep herself pushed up from the sand, much less turn her head. Slowly she glanced over to notice thick black fur, he gaze grazing down the arm to see a giant bear, coating in a mix of black and white near her with piercing emerald green eyes. 

“Ren?” She gasped. 

“Schyuler, what’s wrong?” He asked. 

He repeated her name again, only this time it sounded as if there were two voices. It grew louder as her ears started to ring. Schyuler closed her eyes, trying to shake away the pain from her head. 

“Schyuler?” 

She opened her eyes and glanced over to see Anduin sitting next to her. Only. . . he looked different. He was younger, and wearing that silly headband around his forehead that he wore when he was. . . a prince. 

“Schyuler, are you alright?” He asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Are you haven’t second thoughts?” 

“Seconds thoughts about what?” Schyuler asked cautiously. 

“Coming with me to Stormwind?” He clarified. “The Horde are taking over Pandaria, it’s only a matter of time before they find us,”

Schyuler’s head shook vigorously before raising a brow at the boy. “What did you just say?” 

Loud drums ran overhead as Schyuler turned and looked out over the large cliff the pair stood on that overlooked the entire continent. Horde warships could be seen on the shore and most of the continent was painted red with flames torching trees and villages. Schyuler could hear screams, the pain and suffering of innocent lives. 

“No, this. . . this didn’t happen,” Schyuler trembled at the sight as she looked back at Anduin, pointing down at the gruesome scene. “This shouldn’t be happening!”

“You think Pandaria solely allied with the Alliance?” 

Schyuler froze before turning back to see Wiloh standing at the edge of the cliffside. She just stood there, staring menacingly with her green eyes as her scarf blew in the harsh winds, the snake emblem glowing a bright green. 

“Schyuler,” Anduin called out to her, but once she met his gaze, he was now present day Anduin, dressed in his armour. “You need to wake up,” 

“Anduin?” Schyuler rose a brow at the boy as she took a step forward before the pounding in her head returned as she reached up and clutched it almost immediately. 

“Wake up, Schyuler!” Anduin yelled, his eyes narrowing down at her. 

Schyuler hissed from the pain as she fell to her knees, trying to fight it. She glanced back at the symbol again as Wiloh stayed perfectly still. The snake emblem pierced her gaze and made a permanent space in her mind as it flashed itself before her repeatedly. 

As Schyuler screamed, the jewel in the snake’s tongue morphed into an orange eye. 

“SCHYULER!” 

Schyuler gasped for air as she sat up in her bed. Her whole body was too warm, her back and forehead sweating uncontrollably. She threw the covers off and ran to open her balcony door, a guff of cold wind blew inside as she welcomed it gladly. A hand over her chest as she monitored her heart rate. 

Anduin . . . 

[soulrph]

action / fight prompts.

as requested by a delightful nonnie! i hope these met your expectations!

“ cover me! ”

“ watch my back. ”

“ it’s a trap! ”

“ i told you to go left! ”

“ get behind me! ”

“ we need a distraction. ”

“ get down! ”

“ they have us surrounded! ”

“ i’m out of ammo! ”

“ back-up’s not coming, we’re on our own! ”

“ are you hurt?! ”

“ you call that a punch? ”

“ i said, put it down! ”

“ you go left, i’ll go right, meet you in the middle. ”

“ there’s too many of them! ”

“ we can still win this! ”

“ fall back! ”

“ i know you made a promise. but we need you now. ”

“ unleash your power! ”

“ go! i’ll cover you! ”

“ so much for a friendly welcome… ”

“ at least we’ll go down fighting. ”

“ run! ”

“ evacuate the civilians, i’ll buy you some time! ”

“ come out and face me, coward! ”

“ what have you done?! ”

“ i surrender. ”

“ come on! fight me! ”

“ i said stay down! ”

“ too weak to throw a decent punch… ”

“ how pathetic this little fight of yours was… ”

“ is that the best you got?! ”

“ i’m bringing the party to you. ”

“ you gotta go! that’s an order. ”

“ got any more tricks up your sleeve? ”

“ come on, we gotta go! ”

“ c'mon, it’s not your fault, okay? but we have to go. now! ”

“ we can’t save them! ”

“ it’s too late. ”

“ we were never gonna win this. ”

“ we won’t be able to save everyone. ”

“ quickly! take my hand! ”

[schyulerwow]

“Sc-chy!” Anduin gawked as Schyuler wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her body against his cold skin. “What are y-you—“

Schyuler’s heart dropped as Anduin struggled to speak through his chattering teeth. She pulled the makeshift fur cape turned blanket tighter around him, while with her free hand gently rubbed his back. “I’m using my body heat to try and warm you up,”

With shaking hands, Anduin reached out and held onto Schyuler, feeling her warmth engulfing his chest. His hair was damp, tied back as he buried his face into the crock of her neck.

Schyuler could feel her heart pound against her chest as she sighed, leaning against the young King. A terrible blizzard had plundered the Eastern Kingdoms, Stormwind and the Forest outside the city taking the brunt of it. The pair were separated from their patrol unit in the harsh winds.

If it weren’t for Anduin’s instincts, Schyuler would have collapsed into a frozen lake and drowned. However in his successful courage, the ice gave way and the priest was met with a shivering shock. Schyuler managed to safely pull him out, but his skin was ice cold and the temperature was dropping lower by the minute.

Using the survival skills she’d learn from Master Chen and Spymaster Shaw, Schyuler dug through the thick snow and made some cover, deep enough to steer clear from the harsh winds. All they could do now was wait for either the storm to clear up or until help had arrived.

“How are you feeling?” She asked as she continued to rub his back soothingly, noting his soaked winter clothes previously tossed to the side. Thank goodness he dropped his cape before heading for the lake.

“Better,” he managed to breath the word out. His fingers scrunched against the fabric of her clothes along the rim of her jacket, sensing the warmth of her skin but afraid to journey further. “What about you? Surely, you’re cold as well?”

“Yes, but I wasn’t the one that fell in the lake,” Schyuler managed a small laugh, yet shook her head as she buried her face into his damp hair, “. . . Thank you, by the way,”

It was Anduin’s turn to laugh as Schyuler could feel the vibration from his chest. “Think nothing of it, but please allow me to return the favour. We both can’t freeze to death,”

“Anduin,” Schyuler softly protested as Anduin shifted, moving his hands fluff out the blanket and expand it, wrapping it around both of their bodies. “Please—“

“Let me,” he insisted, his voice but a husk whisper in her ear.

He shifted their bodies, lowering themselves lay down alongside another. Anduin tucked Schyuler closer to his chest before his hands carefully wandered to her back as his eyes casted over her, seeking permission. She nodded and gasped quietly as his still faintly cold, large hands slid beneath her shirt, and his fingers began to curl and massage the skin of her back.

He pressed his forehead against hers, eyes closed as he focused intensely. Schyuler watched as the radiant light began to wash over them like a second blanket layer and slowly their skin turned warm.

“Better?” He asked whilst opening his eyes.

“Much,” she smiled, sighing as she relaxed into his touch. “Let’s hope help arrives soon,”

“Yes, though if this were under different circumstances,” his cheeks turned a shade pink as he managed a small confident smile. “I wouldn’t mind *this* for a tad longer,”

“Perhaps when we return to the keep?” Schyuler proposed as her fingers curled along his bare chest.

“I do like the sound of that, milady,” his warm breath purred against her lips before sneaking to claim and warm her lungs with a kiss.

[strawbebbynya]

did you..make an anduin wrynn catboy...

YOURE DAMN RIGHT I DID

in chrono order, though i could only post 10 pics fucking tumblr. anyways his name is An'duin Wrynn and hes on Malboro. My bunny girl Valeera Sanguinar is.... somewhere else.

[secondhand-trash]

Prompt list of things that says “I love you” without saying it

“Are you coming home for dinner? 

leaving the light on after using the bathroom at night because they know that you suck at going to bed early but you are also afraid of the dark

quietly picks out the things you don’t like to eat on your plate and transfer it to theirs without you needing to ask them to

quietly gives you the things you like to eat from their own plate

heard you tell the same story multiple times but doesn’t point it out to you when you excitedly bring it up to them again

naturally goes along with a white lie you told and cover up for you when people question it

absentmindedly listening to a song completely different from their own taste in music that you made them listen to 

bringing up small trivia facts you told them to other people

“Do you want me to save food for you?”

“Call me when you get home?”

checking your phone late at night and see them go online the moment you open their message

brings an extra coat/scarf because they know you never check the temperature before going out

“I saw this and thought of you immediately.”

random snapshots of random animals at random times because they know you like that specific animal

slowly accumulating items that’s more your style than theirs

knows your schedule from the back of their heads (and gets shocked when there is a sudden change to your routine)

saying just the right thing to calm you down

holding your hand tight out of reflex when you are in a crowd

brings you up naturally in a conversation you are not in 

one look is worth a thousand words

believing in you even when you couldn’t do it yourself

“I’ll wait for you.”

adjusting the pace they walk in so you can catch up

turning around to check on you constantly when they are walking in the front

[blackcatrph]

** secret love sentence starters.

“  meet  me  tonight  ?  at  our  spot  ?  ”

“  i’m  sorry,  but  you  know  we  can’t  do  this.  ”

“  you  almost  had  even  me  believing  that.  ”

“  don’t  you  think  you  were  a  little  too  convincing  ?  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  have  been  you.  ”

“  i  think  of  you  often,  even  when  i  know  we  cannot  see  each  other.  ”

“  i  cannot  keep  this  up.  ”

“  i  can’t  pretend  not  to  be  jealous.  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  be  you  on  my  arm.  ”

“   people  will  talk  if  you  continue.  ”

“  i  thought  this  was  what  you  wanted  ?  ”

“  how  can  you  lie  so  easily  ?  ”

“  as  soon  as  i  see  someone  else  close  to  you,  i  get  jealous.  ”

“  how  can  we  live  like  this  ?  pretending  ?  ”

“  i  don’t  know  if  we  should  be  alone  together.  ”

“  we  could  have  been  happy.  ”

“  it’s  difficult  to  be  so  close  but  not  be  able  to  kiss  you.  ”

“  i  broke  the  rules  for  you,  isn’t  that  enough  ?  ”

“  i  wish  that  i  could  stop  loving  you.  but  i  can’t.  ”

“  pretending  i  wasn’t  in  love  with  you  is  the  hardest  thing  i’ve  ever  done.  ”

“  maybe  some  people  are  only  meant  to  fall  in  love  with  each  other,  but  not  be  together.  ” 

“  i  love  you,  not  them.  ”

“  will  there  ever  be  a  day  where  we  can  tell  them  about  us  ?  ”

“  were  you  with  them  ?  ”

“  is  that  why  you  didn’t  answer  your  phone  ?  ”

“  i  missed  you  whilst  you  were  gone.  ”

“  i  hate  seeing  you  with  them.  ”

“  we  shouldn’t  do  this  here.  ”

“  you  love  me,  don’t  you  ?  ”

“  you  know  how  i  feel.  ”

“  please  remember  that  i  love  you.  ”

[weirdlypersonalrpmemes]

headcanon memes inspired by things i like, part 2. ⤿   inspired by my ocs

send in a symbol i’ll answer the corresponding question about my muse! 

[ 🤪 ] what is your muse’s sense of humour like? are they known for being joking, or serious?

[ 🪁 ] does your muse have a special talent or hobby they devote themselves to? why is this talent or hobby important to them?

[ 🩰 ] is there a type of fashion your muse prefers, or do they not pay attention to their appearance at all?

[ 🍮 ] is your muse intelligent academically? do they have any other intelligences?

[ 🧀 ] is there something your muse can’t live down, no matter how hard they try? what is it? if not, is there something your muse has said or done that embarrasses them?

[ 🦋 ] does your muse have any unconventional interests? what are they?

[ 😈 ] does your muse like to prank others? do they do so often?

[ 👨‍🏫 ] how much does your muse care about image? how would they react if something personal got leaked about them?

[ 🔇 ] is your muse a pushover, or do they tend to stand up for themselves?

[ 🪀 ] what was your muse’s childhood like? how did their upbringing affect them?

[ 🐺 ] does your muse have trouble relying on others? why or why not?

[ 👶 ] is your muse good with kids, or do they prefer to avoid them?

[ 🍔 ] what is your muse’s favourite food? is there a reason why they like it so much?

[ 🏳️‍🌈 ] how does your muse’s sexuality and gender identity impact their life? do you have any specific headcanons about it?

[ ⚖️ ] how does your muse feel about their job? what’s their dream career?

[ 👻 ] does your muse have regrets? what are some of their deepest ones?

[ 👑 ] how conventionally attractive is your muse? are they confident in their appearance, or are they more insecure?

[ 📢 ] what does your muse’s voice sound like? is it high-pitched, or deep? is it nasal or set in their chest? describe it in as much detail as you can.

[ 🤸‍♂️ ] how flexible is your muse physically? can they perform acrobatics? are they good at yoga?

[ ⚽️ ] is your muse athletic? are there any sports they like playing?

[ 🌺 ] what is your muse’s relationship with their parents? are there specific things they like/dislike about them?

[ 👨‍🎤 ] would your muse define themselves as rebellious or by-the-book? what are they, actually?

[ ❄️ ] is there any special meaning behind your muse’s name? what is it?

[ 🎤 ] does your muse tend to date people who are supportive, or do they attract people who are more manipulative? why do you think that is?

[ 🧜‍♂️ ] is there anyone that isn’t part of your muse’s blood family that they consider family? what is their relationship with that person or those people like?

[buzzin-rp-memes]

Comfort Starters

Feel free to change how you see fit!

Sentence Starters

“Come on, let’s get you away from there.”

“Hey, are you okay?”

“You look like you could use a hug.”

“Don’t listen to them. You’re perfect the way you are.”

“Let it all out.. I’m here for you.”

“You don’t have to tell me anything, but I’m here for you okay?”

“You look down. This calls for cuddles.”

“A kiss here. A kiss there... Ah! There’s the smile I’ve been hoping to see!”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“You’re safe now, I promise.”

“I’m not going to let anyone else hurt you.”

“You okay? I could tell they were bothering you..”

“I heard about what happened. I’m so sorry, _.”

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re allowed to cry.”

“You have every right to feel that way.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“I’m so sorry you’re going through this.”

“I thought you could use some space.”

“I’ll give you as many hugs as you need, okay?”

“Can I get you anything? Tea? Hot chocolate?”

“You don’t have to go through this alone.”

“Is something on your mind?”

“If they’re bothering you, I’ll go tell them something.”

“No, you don’t deserve to be treated like that.”

“I got you all of your favorite snacks.”

“No, you don’t need to blame yourself.”

“You’ll get through this and I’ll be here every step of the way.”

“You have every right to be upset.”

“You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”

“Tell me what happened.”

“I’m here to listen.”

“Did you have a nightmare? Do you want to talk about it?”

“How about we go on a walk. It might calm your nerves.”

Actions

[Hug] Sender pulls receiver into a hug.

[Tears] Sender wipes tears from receiver’s face.

[Kisses] Sender gives receiver many kisses all over.

[Cuddle] Sender cuddles with receiver after a rough day.

[Drink] Sender makes receiver something to drink.

[Visit] Sender shows up at receiver’s place shortly after learning something is wrong.

[Rest] Sender stays in bed with receiver.

[Alone] Sender leads receiver away from the crowd after seeing that they need space.

[Cry] Sender holds receiver close as they cry.

[Meal] Sender makes receiver a warm meal.

[Hand] Sender gives reciever’s hand a gentle squeeze.

[Hair] Sender gently strokes receiver’s hair.

[Pat] Sender puts a hand on reciever’s shoulder.

[Massage] Sender gives receiver a shoulder rub.

[Action] + reverse for the reverse of said action!

[dovingmemes]

random sentence starters

random sentences for any / multiple scenario(s). change around as you see fit.

“ who do you think you are? “

“ wait , did you just say you love me? “

“ please just … leave me alone. “

“ i’m so happy! “

“ is this a gift for me? “

“ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! “

“ i love you. “

“ shut up! shut the fuck up! “

“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “

“ w — what? “

“ … i’m sorry. “

“ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “

“ bitch , guess what? “

“ oh my god … “

“ fuck you to fucking hell! “

“ man … go to hell. “

“ what did you just send me? “

“ what did you just say? “

“ they’re totally checking you out right now. “

“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “

“ are you jealous? “

“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “

“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “

“ you’re so stupid. “

“ okay! that’s it! put your dukes up! “

“ you don’t want me. “

“ question , you’re not dating anyone , are you? “

“ let me take you out on a date. “

“ i swear to god i’m going to scream at the top of my lungs. “

“ no! don’t tickle me! “

“ i’m not good for you , trust me. “

“ no offense but i’m out of your league. “

“ so , how does it feel to know me? a blessing , isn’t it? “

“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “

“ so what will it be tonight? “

“ please , let me listen to celine dion in the dark in peace. “

“ i don’t love you. “

“ you don’t love me. “

“ … is there something you want? “

“ you know , you’re really cute. “

“ god , just let me fucking love you , you idiot! “

“ shh … don’t cry. “

“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “

“ DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! “

“ hello darkness my old friend … “

“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “

[screnwriter-old-deactivated2021]

enemies to lovers but one is injured + sentence starters

“ can you walk? “

“ i’m all right. “

“ you’re bleeding. “

“ lean on me. ” “ for support? “ “ yeah, why else? “

“ i’ll get you out of here. ”

“ are you crazy? i’m not leaving you! “

“ if you die on me, then what's the issue? you either live, or you die. “

“ just trust me, yeah? “

“ i don't need your help. “ “ are you sure? cause it sure does look like it. “

“ rich coming from the guy who tried to kill me three days ago. “

“ how bad is it? “ “ it’s bad. “

“ you got shot. there's a bullet in you. i can see it. “ “ i can feel it. “

“ stay with me. don’t close your eyes. “

“ i hate you. oh, i hate you so much right now. “

“ just remove the damn thing. “

“ i’m not a doctor. “

“ it didn't pierce your heart did it? “ “ no, clearly not. “ “that's unfortunate. “

“ you trust me, don't you? “

“ jesus fucking christ, you're annoying. “

“ don't touch me! “ “ how am i supposed to bandage you up if i can't touch you? “

“ don't touch me. “ “ then do it yourself you, egit. “

“ right now, you’re all i have. “

“ you’re going to be okay. we’ll both be. “

“ can you hear me? “

“ i'm scared. “

“ i don't wanna die. “ “ you're not gonna die, you here me? “

“ when have i ever put you in danger? actually, don't answer that. “

“ if i do this, do you promise to stop harassing me? “ “ absolutely not. what kinda sick request is that? “

“ i can’t feel my legs. “

“ can you walk? “ “i’m bleeding. “

“ here, take my gun. “ “ are you crazy? i’ve never used one before! “

“ i can’t get up. you’re gonna have to have to carry me. “

“ come on, i’ll bandage you up. “

“ look, i know we’re not exactly friends, but right now, you're all i got. “

“ you shoot. i distract. “

“ where’s the bullet? hey, i can’t find the bullet! “

“ why are you the one freaking out? i’m the one with a knife in my stomach. “

“ are you squeamish? because it looks like you’re gonna throw up. “

“ you've always impressed me. you're stronger than you look. “

“ you look like shit. “ “ thank you. “

“ here, take my hand. “ “ are you clean? “

“ i'm gonna kill you. “ “ for what, saving your ass? “

“ don't touch me. “ “ okay. shall i leave you here to die, then? “

“ stop it, you're hurting me! “ “ i need to get the knife out. “

“ didn't realize you had it in you. “ “ what? “ “ to care for another person. “

“ trust me, if anybody's going to kill you, it's going to be me. “

“ couldn't just let you die. fair fight and all. “

“ don't remove the knife, or you'll bleed to death. “

“ shut up before i kill you myself. “

“ just wait for me here. “ “ it's not like i can go anywhere. “

“ give me your gun. “ “fuck, no. “

“ why the hell did they stab you? “ “...should i have asked for an explanation? “

“ shut up or i'll give you a real reason to cry. “

“ you owe me. “

“ fuck you, i'm not doing this. “

“ what's wrong with you? you almost got me killed! “

“ yeah, well. perhaps i didn't understand just how much until this very moment. “ “ this is all your fault. “ “ don't act like you're not enjoying yourself. “

“ you're going to kill me, aren't you? “

“ why would you do this? why would you help me? “

“ call it a truce. “

“ why the hell did you stab me? “

“ i don't have anywhere else to go. “

“ i'm glad you're okay. “

“ thank you, for saving my life. “

“ i would have died if it wasn't for you. “

“ you can stay for as long as you need. “

“ we can go back to hating each other tomorrow. “

“ if you need anything, you know where to find me. “