#blackestfire

[ninja-crowly]

blackestfire replied to your post: anonymous asked:Loyal. Loving. De...

"that was me dawnsinger"

"It couldn't of been. There weren't any dick jokes in there."

[entropytea]

"let's do another hit before i go" - helianthos

"Well." She mumbled, the fingers on her left hand twitching infrequently now, the fingers of the right still clutching the ornately decorated stem of the hookah. "Just one more, I think. One more. Though I may be the first to go." Her lips pressed into a smile of genuine amusement and she felt the sparks and traces of mana painted across them. She wondered if they looked as beautiful as they tasted - as beautiful as they felt. "For once." The words exhaled with a stream of colorful vapor. The dimness of her eyes faded at last.

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What if Senes told Vynardien that he'd try to bring him back to life?

Vynardien would ask Senes if he is flawed as he is, now. Then point out that he is now stronger and better suited to protect Senes than he was before. That while he was alive, he was weaker and less focused on his task of protecting the heir of Blackfire. 

In his eyes, dying was what he deserved for being too weak to better protect his best friend. 

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Jealousy, Luce and Dranthium.

"Damnit, she shouldn't be doing that!" Dran scowls down at the crane as it peers at him with one eye, staying by Luce's side. Luce strokes the bird's neck softly, watching Dranthium before speaking in an amused voice. 

"You seem to have failed in training her properly." Her eyes may not have been as humored as her voice, but that was still enough to drive Dran up the wall.

Dranthium once again points to his side and gives an authoritative command whistle. The dark-feathered crane lowers her head and takes a step toward Dranthium, then lowers her head further to peck at the ground. 

Dran tries again to give the command to the bird, but she only responds by tilting her head up and watching him with one eye. 

Luce steps away and raises her hand at Dranthium, asking him silently to wait a moment. Going silent, the red-face huntsman crosses his arms and watches. Luce places her hand on her hip and gives a few small clicking noises. The beautiful crane lifts her head and trots over to Luce, looking at her curiously. 

Dranthium, is speechless before growling as he points to the bird. "You can keep her!"

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Drink me, Ark and Dran.

"Three drinks only! Any more and I will not be pleased." 

"Oh hush, you are going to have as much as I drink, or else you're not my brother."

"... Is that supposed to deter me?" 

"You wouldn't let your older brother drink you under the table, would you?" 

"There is no table."

"Table, bar, whatever! It's an expression."

"An inaccurate one, at best. Three drinks, and no more." 

"Fine, but I get to chose the drinks!" 

"...I don't trust you." 

"Stop that! I won't let anything hurt you, trust me!"

"..." 

"Something wrong with your nose? Why are you pinching it like that?"

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Deny me, Ty and Halcyone.

Ty never could take her seriously, whether he wanted to or not. She kept popping up out of nowhere it seemed, just to poke at him and give him random things. Sometimes they would travel a short distance together, with her showing her appreciation for his physique either through staring or the slightest touch on his arm, or kiss on the cheek, never without giving him a chance to pull away, of course. 

Not that she wasn’t fun and attractive, but he was more content playing this game with her rather than respond in kind. Besides, she seemed the type to run off if he did give turn the tables on her. 

So for now, he would enjoy their game, and continue to deny her any affection back with more than a smile. Besides, she seemed to find it fun to try to make him blush or be shy. 

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Snow, Tyro and Layla.

Reaching up, he caught a few snowflakes on the cold metal of his gauntlet. She watched him curiously as he examined the snowflakes, a small smile touching her lips. 

"What do you find so fascinating about snow?" she asks quietly, not wanting to disturb the silence of the air around them too much.

"They remind me of you."  Came his reply in a rough whisper before he drops his hand and stares at her. 

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Dominate me or blindfold me, Luce and Vandern.

He did not refuse the request, or even question it. He quite simply allowed her to tie the cloth over his eyes. Of course, this was helped by the fact that his hands and feet were tied together as he laid on his side, taking up only a fraction of the space on the bed. 

She did not even feel an ounce of guilt; this had been been much too long in coming. Especially since he refused to use her current name.