#divinegalestorm

[fangoffenrir]

Natalie and Fang

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name: Lorelei Elizabeth Skye

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Wavy chestnut hair, brown eyes that glow yellow in the dark, statuesque. Double canines.

Personality: Amiable and exceedingly loyal, if foul-mouthed.Loves taking things apart and putting them back together (this includes living things, and should be discouraged)

Special Talents: Engineering and Necromancy, demonic strength and senses.

Who they like better: Natalie lets a lot more bad behavior slide, so she gets most of the hugs.

Who they take after more: Fenrir.

Personal Headcanon: Adair and Lorelei are twins, and she took the lion’s share of demon blood. Meanwhile, Adair has a ridiculous amount of raw magical power and instigated most childhood mischief.

Face Claim: Revy (Black Lagoon)

[fangoffenrir]

Exhausted, in the dead of night, the demon lord had stumbled through a rift to his home. He slipped off his mud-caked boots and hung his similarly dirtied jacket in the coat room, then made his way to the master bathroom.

Fang noted that his wife was not in their bed, but he had a decent idea of where she’d have dozed off and wouldn’t have wanted her to see him with blood-spattered hair and clothes anyway. Shedding his ichor-soiled garments, the man took a long, hot shower. As the ache faded from his bones, a smile crept across his face.

He was free. His people had triumphed, there was peace. ...and for the first time in decades, there wasn’t someone else in his head.

Fenrir stayed behind, to oversee assimilation and reconstruction of the Lord of Plague’s lands and its people and, Pale Mother willing, that peace would last some years from now. There was a fair sort of respect with the other lords on the Shadow Plains, so border disputes should take a long while to crop up.

Clean of blood, sweat, and stench of rot, he toweled off and slipped into pajamas, a simple, long-sleeved gray undershirt and flannel pants. Fang would’ve flopped onto the bed and drifted off immediately, but he made his way downstairs. As he suspected, Natalie was curled up under a blanket on the couch, having passed out after a gaming session. Probably Sekiro, if he had to guess.

Picking up his bundled goddess with utmost care, Fang carried his wife to bed. He knew his heart was full when she smiled as he wiped away a bit of drool with his thumb. Just that barest bit awake, aware that her man was home and she was loved, as Fang cuddled up with his darling under the warm, soft fur pelts of great beasts.

[thislovelylady]

❛ Peer over the edge, can you see me? ❜ (@divinegalestorm)

“Hm? Which edge where?”

[fangoffenrir]

@divinegalestorm

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“It’s white chocolate raspberry cheesecake,” he answered, picking up a spoonful and bringing it to her lips. Homemade, of course. “As for prayers... O Mistral Mistress, thy grace and beauty beyond compare, instill peace within my lungs that I might sing thy praises and proclaim my love.”

[kyuninetails]

A Goddess and Fox (Closed rp)

@divinegalestorm

The vixen crossed her legs as she looks up at the woman, her head tilting to the side as she studies the other. “Ahh, you’re my Master’s friend, right?” Kyu says resting her hand on cheek, her tails curling around her body as she spoke. She let out a long disappointed breath at the very least she would have hoped to see Jacob soon. She was so bored. “Anyway, what are you doing around here? Unfortunately, he’s not here at the moment, so hopefully, I’ll be enough for you?”

[potioneeringclaws]

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Rayna blinked. It was certainly a surprise to have been met upon arrival, especially stark naked and with such confidence, but she cupped the smaller woman’s breasts to test their heft.

“...I know it’s not one of the options on hand, but my college roommate found the most lovely push-up lace torsolette at the bridal shop in town back in March!”

Goddess was by no means an exaggeration. Pictures didn’t do Natalie’s beauty a shred of justice.

“I know your bust would be a little generous for push-up bras if Fang wasn’t the man we’re talking about here, but your slim waist is absolutely going to be complemented by something a bit more like a corset... Speaking of, Fang didn’t tell me you were having a ceremony! I thought you two just had an intimate handfasting back in June!”

[thecalamitywitchalessandra]

Finding a Unicorn (Closed rp)

@divinegalestorm

“Nnghh..” eyes squinted as she studied the other. She already had her curiosities about the other since she had a relationship with a strange samurai she already knew. Really, how did he get friends? Alessandra cleared her throat in hopes of also clearing her mind of such thoughts.

“Well...” Alessandra releases a deep breath “I wasn’t expecting to make your acquaintance in such a fashion. However, I need your help in finding a specific location that a unicorn might be” the witch says a small frown on her face. She was completely serious. “Those places were unicorns might be are few, extremely rare given this modern age, so I was wondering if you had any knowledge of such?”  

[hairbowqueenxxa]

@divinegalestorm reblogged for a starter!! (Verse High School)

Jillian wasn’t always the greatest at making good decisions. More often than not, the violet eyed teen was doing something or other to get herself into trouble. This was probably why most of the foster parents she was placed with didn’t keep her for long. It seemed like she did one bad thing and suddenly the whole world came crashing down around her.

Currently, the teen sat in a black plastic chair in the Domino City police station, waiting for her social worker to come pick her up and take her to her new foster home. Yes, she was getting moved again. Jillian had decided to steal some cat food from a local convenience store - yet again. Though she’d been stealing the cat food for a reason. There was some stray cats hanging around her neighborhood and she’d wanted to make sure they were getting fed properly. Her foster parents had been angry with her when they found out she’d stolen cat food again - they didn’t even care for her explanations on why she’d been doing it either.

Now here she was, sitting at a local police station because said foster parents had decided they hadn’t wanted her anymore because of her constant cat food thefts - among other things. She didn’t know where she was going next, she just knew that wherever it was, probably wasn’t going to be very good. Most foster homes rarely were.