#anightmarediary

[darkpuck]

Why does Tredd think it's cool to shave in moving vehicles?-Crowe, really.

Tredd is keyed up after every battle. Full of nervous energy and no real way to displace it. Spinning the knife or playing with it is right out; what if the vehicle hits a bump and he loses control of the blade? He’s not one to accidentally hurt his comrades.

He tries the whole leg jiggling bit, right up until Anaïs threatens to nick his throat if he doesn’t knock it the fuck off. So that’s out too.

Still, he feels better with the weight of the knife in his hand.

So he takes to shaving, never mind the jostling, never mind the risk to himself.

[saxhamsurvivor]

Two’s For Joy

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Like for either powerofkings or ardensaltius :3

“Magpie, come here,” Axis called softly to the younger man.  He’d noticed how exhausted the prince -- the glaive seemed. He was hiding it well enough, but between his children and Tredd, he was very good at spying the signs.

[aquarianprism]

🎭-whitewingedangeal

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[gunpowdermagazine]

“If the men find out we can shape-shift, they’re going to tell the church!”-whitewingedangeal (Fem!Geal)

“How come you guys get all the cool powers? If I want to rearrange the bones in my face, I need makeup!”

[lvche]

naga-ardensaltius (Ahh just saw this)

Naga AU // @ardensaltius (accepting)

His body curved and twisted beneath him, but it wasn’t unnatural or even uncomfortable. He lounged across low branches in some brush, the bristly tines going unnoticed as they bent under the weight of his fine scales. One arm lay lazily at his side, fingertips dipping down to graze the growing grass, his other hand resting on his almost human chest. 

He might have resembled some festive garland, stretched out as he was over the brush. He rested, entirely uncaring of the noise he heard, the life he knew was meandering somewhere nearby. His fork tongue flicked out, tasting the scent air for sense of this creature. 

[protect-lethally-blog]

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it-symbiotesynergy (Kyle)

He was tired. The kind of bone-deep weariness that he usually tried to keep to himself. But it hounded him, pulled at him. He needed a break. 

He wasn’t sure when he closed his eyes. It wasn’t until he felt Kyle’s hand curl around his that he realized he’d started dozing off. Sucking in a deep breath, he looked over at the younger man. 

“Sorry. D’you say something to me?”

[gunpowdermagazine]

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Somehow, Elena knew – knew – that this was Emma’s fault.

She struggled between the SOLDIERs who gripped her arms, seeking any means of freeing herself, but the tall bastards were holding her high enough that her feet barely touched the ground.

“Let go of me!” she hissed, trying to bite the one on the left.

[housenjordsson]

Send ➳ for your character to receive mine as a gift/spoil of war.-shieldandcrown (Freyr for Clarus. Or maybe joint Freyr and Freya.)

The Niff was young, and dressed quite well.

He’d claimed to be a middleman -- not a hunter himself, but one who interceded between hunters and the wealthy who found dealing with them distasteful.

And that would have worked out well for him, had Captain Drautos not heard the traces of a Niff accent under the young man’s words.

And so the Glaive had taken him prisoner, and delivered him to Clarus.