#daughterofthedream

[artistfingers]

Are there any plans for Dani in the undercover AU? I imagined her showing up and ingratiating herself into the group with sam and Tuck, and Danny having to pull her aside like

No current plans for Ellie, aside from another ask a lil while back. If she did turn up, I think your take on the scenario is extremely accurate XD

[Undercover AU]

[sapphiircflame-a]

@daughterofthedream

“YOU LEAVE THEM ALONE OR SO HELP ME”

“THEY ARE NOT TO BE GROPED IN PUBLIC.”

[cxsmictxy]

daughterofthedream liked your post “He was asleep when it happened. As a carrier of the Scourge, Aryn had...”

With even his own children scared of him, Aryn had fled the compound. He knew better than to use the rooftop routes for ordinary people- he was a Beast now.

So it was just his luck that Rori should find him like this. Mouth full of razors, enough arms to mistake for wings, bristling with the coarse fur of something they would normally go kill together. His voice cracked as he spoke. “A-aurora-”

[frosttheelemental]

Lunar Comet

Nothing was better than this. The harsh underground winds blowing through Frost’s icy, stalagmite like hair. He could feel the snow blow past his face and stain his work uniform. While most monsters would wear some form of insulation out here in the freezing temperatures of Snowdin, Frost lived for this sort of thing. He honestly thought he needed to strip down more to enjoy himself here, knowing how much warmth the clothes kept in! However, he was only in Snowdin’s forests for one purpose. And while he wished it was for self-indulgence, it was something far too common.

Stress Relief

A soft sigh escaping through his fang like lips. The hot moisture freezing into fog in front of him.  He had walked far past the town already. His fingertips gently brushing along the occasional tree trunk as snow occasionally crunched underneath his boots.

He was all alone out here. Some piece and quiet! Such things were not offered in the capital and surely not at his establishment. Luckily, it was considered ‘nightfall’ for most of the underground. No monsters were going to be out here to bug him.

After a good half hour of walking, he finally found a small bridge with a strange trap built above it. Was it some kind of gate? What idiot would design the bars like that..Far too wide to stop anyone!

A disgruntled groan escaping him as he closed his eyesockets in frustration. He was right. The morons here in Snowdin were growing dumber by the day! No matter. This would serve as an excellent point to rest until he was prepared to make his long track back to the Capital.

He pressed his body against one of the nearby trees. His feet sinking deep into the snow as he crossed his arms over his chest, hands resting on his biceps. His fingers digging into his sleeves as his eyesockets drifted closed after a few moments.

Although he wasn’t asleep, he could feel his head drifting down a little. He was completely relaxed for a change. The swirling wind around him and any other noises highly amplified. 

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[xlordsblade-blog]

Moonlit (closed starter for daughterofthedream)

The Dream.

Safety, respite, warmth of the dream is what the Huntress craves, amidst her Yharnam wanderings. The Workshop, even abandoned, offered a few tentative moments away from the depraved and endless screaming of men fallen to beasthood. The echoes of Blood, the blood of hunters like her, flowed through her, matched almost in volume and intensity by the exhaustion of her body.  This hunt had been particularly brutal, showing in her limped gate, one gloved hand clutching the blood soaked cloth matted against her ribs. 

Cainhurst Hunters always proved proved a particularly irksome targets. Those trained in the court of Annalise were skilled beyond measure, and this one, a Crow like herself, managed to nearly best her. Those damnable Vilebloods.. 

Word brought by the messengers' scroll mentioned yet another skyborne Hunter who he himself had claimed; but the stories were of little to no use to her. Clutching a cut on her side, tan face splattered with blood, Ciaran approached the doll, reaching out as if to wake her from sleep.  @daughterofthedream​

[pyrocicle]

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{ 9 of cups, 8 of wands, 7 of swords - material/emotional/physical well-being, swift movement, someone has taken something }

“what do you mean it’s locked? it can’t be locked!! we’re the ones who set the access code-- I--”

[creationofalchemy]

Sieze

Seize: My muse is kidnapping yours  

Anilla hummed as she grabbed the other girl.  “Sup.”  She said before giving a punch across the jaw and jumping her, grabbing some rope.  “You’re coming with me~”

[theprofaneddepths]

daughterofthedream liked your post: Immanent Disaster

Pretty sure that you’ve just walked into a standoff. At least two engagements have sprung up, with Sailor Moon getting into a fight with one of the ‘guests’ and Kerry having drawn the attention of the another.

That just leaves the one with the twin greatswords advancing on Aryn and Jenn.

Delightful.