#aspitefulfire

[glaciemtempestate]

[ ➜ - aspitefulfire ; Akira ]

➜ Play with mine’s hair

It was a thing of note, perhaps, that Linae was more open with her feelings now… or so he might think, if he hadn’t fallen asleep next to her on the sofa, pillowing his head on her lap. In a manner somehow reminiscent of a very large dog, Akira lifted his head slightly to push against her touch before curling up once more.

Can’t blame the man. Taking care of a growing child is hard work.

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

❤

{To start, I’d love to say just how much I admire and respect Tick over at @bloodstainedbread and her other associated blogs. I don’t say much about her that often, and sometimes it seems easy to think I don’t focus more time in interactions with the albino dragoness Lyth and her writer, but that is honestly because it is very understated not only how much fun it is writing with them, how important an influence they have been for me.

Before I discovered her blog, Hriob was... not as complex. He was detailed and nuanced, yes, but he had next to no backstory, nothing concrete or detailed.

After I had first contact with the clocktower bakery and its sole pale baker... things changed quickly. Contact was made OOC, ideas were shared, exchanged, forged, plotted...

...Lyth and Tick were the catalysts that helped Hriob shift to a new direction, open up to more OC’s, and become that much more driven, retrospective, and nuanced character, almost as much as he is now, and much more than he had been before.

Its not just that Tick is a great writer and you should follow her dragons for that alone, its that I myself have grown a lot as a writer thanks to her, and honestly look forward daily to chatting with her and our associated friends OOC because of the friendship we’ve built around our RPs and plotting.}

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

[ Amortentia - For the Vaer sibs. ]

Lyth- rainwater, cinnamon, dough, various meats, and other ‘kitcheny’ scents one associates with their own mother or a good cook.

Houlin- Ozone, leather, dust, and metal, but all subdued by a sense that the wind has diluted the smells greatly over time and exposure.

Linae- Ash, fabric, cleaning agents, fine perfume, and traces of blood under it all.

[glaciemtempestate]

@aspitefulfire

Linae blinked slowly in response, surprised at the fact that Akira had pulled back so suddenly. Languidly her gaze drew across him until she dared to look at him in the eye, a grin on her face. Part of her rationale had said, ‘fuck it, let’s have a go’, while the other, saner part of her mind was trying to talk her out of it.

Guess which part was winning.

“So?” The dragoness finally asked, licking her lips out of curiosity.

Hm…

        She wanted another taste.

“Am I not allowed to have what I want?”

“Well, no - I mean, yes - uh, I mean...”

Stammering, the dragon rubbed his neck as he tried to gather his alcohol fuzzed wits. He wasn’t quite sure why, but there was a distinct feeling that he’d been cornered in some fashion. It wasn’t a feeling he was used to, by any means - so it was with a slight sense of trepidation that he watched his mate lick her lips.

He leaned back nervously, away from her, and felt himself press against the table, the wooden edge digging into his back. 

“I...probably shouldn’t...”

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

"I know the difference between right and wrong. I just don't care." [ aspitefulfire ]

“...keep telling yourself that, Tante. The outcome won’t be what you desire if you can’t find the effort to choose a better option when it matters.”