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and Kinger too~

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I absolutely love your work , EEE it makes me think about eating it .

queston though , how do you feel about narinder going into a temporary death like state when his body gets exhausted from casting spells like protection for the dead and then getting sick or freezing to ‘death’

-from scorpion

Thank you!!!! AAAAA 🙏✨️

Hmm, I would say this depends on AUs. I assume this is in reference to his mortal form. After his usurping, my Narinder doesn't really have the ability to cast spells for protection. What little divinity he is able to manipulate tends to be aimed towards the self or decay; precognition abilities, accelerated speed, temproary bursts of inhuman strength. Maybe a bit of "rot" here and there.

When his body grows exhausted, he follows a similar trope of losing the flesh and muscle on his limbs.

But otherwise, bro is chilling. His Lamb will simply not allow him to die and - between the two of them - HE isn't the one that deals with a sort of statis...

Elaborating on that, however, would be spoiling some works I have in the future. :) Have an extra Nari as a little treat.

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl fanart #cotl lamb #cult of the lamb fanart #narilamb #cotl narinder #asmodeusarts #true vessel au #dreamscape au #asmodeusanswers

Happy pride month with my 3 au chuds for my break...

#utmv #undertale au #pride month #underclysm #undergrove au #dreamscape au #biromantic #homosexual #nonbinary #panromantic #asexual #genderfluid #cisgender #aromantic #straight #then tjeres me. the biromatic asexual #accidentally put this on the colorune blog </3

mdni .•*

• Anakin Skywalker • Anakin Skywalker fluff • Anakin Skywalker ansty • dream • force bond • Anakin cries • soft smut?? • 20-21 year old Anakin • soul mates • yearning • grief • cried while writing • can’t proof read cause I’m sobbing haha </3

Anakin Skywalker had been having these dreams, prophecies? each night he falls asleep in his bed or halfway through meditation he has these terribly painful dreams. he closes his eyes and drift asleep. he wakes up in a dark void and hears a girl crying for him or calling his name.

he walks through the freezing cold void for what seems like an eternity before he sees her. you. your on the ground with your legs lucked under you. you look up at him and call out for him, your face is streaked in tears. he runs to you, though every step feels incredibly heavy and slow. every single dream he tells himself that he’ll put all his effort to get to you in time but no matter how much ‘effort’ his dream self puts in just as his hand reaches yours you simply disappear. he wakes up after those dreams shaking and gasping. tonight after a long day of training he lays in bed—waiting the inevitable of falling asleep and experiencing the horrible dream.

he finds himself in a dream but not that familiar dream. he’s sitting on a sunbathed balcony, light blinds him momentarily and heat buzzes on his skin. as he gains full awareness in the dream he hears a voice. it’s barley audible and hard to make out but one thing is clear. it’s you. he looks down and sees you laid across his lap in a flowing white dress that looks around your thighs. your hair is tangles and a little messy applying that he had been running his hands through it. though he can’t remember doing so.

he looks to your face. your face covered in miss placed freckles and more darker beauty marks and eyes a striking blue under the sun. your speaking, your lips move and he can see the slight unevenness of your front teeth that make you look so… real. your talking and despite all his harsher dreams in the past where your voice has been crystal clear, in this dream he can barley make out what your saying. he stares at you before you finally look up at him.

you smile softly. “there you are” you reach a hand up to gently trace his jaw, finger tip running back and forth. “what…” his voice just below a whisper. you smile knowingly.

he closes his eyes momentarily, half because he’s savouring the feeling and half because the sun is making his vision bubbly and hazy. he lets you stroke and trace his jaw and then neck. he’s not sure how long it has been but you slowly shift and sit up. he opens his eyes. “My sweet Anakin” your murmur. he doesn’t understand what that means ‘my sweet Anakin’ but his soul does. you lean in and press your lips against his. the kiss holds no lust or hunger. it is warm, soft and slow. after a moment of being stunned at how real it all feels he kisses back. your hands slide down from his jaw and then his chest. hands lingering as they trace his stomach through his shirt before running down to his belt.

“I’ve been waiting for you” you whisper, voice still hazy and dreamy to Anakin. he gasps softly as he begin to unbuckle his belt. “It feels like an eternity waiting to touch you” you whisper. “then touch me” his voice trembles. “don’t wake up—stay with me, okay?” you ask softly. he nods. “I promise. I won’t” he whispers before kissing you and continuing the soft and slow kiss.

your fingers slipped into his trousers before your fingers brushed against his growing arousal. this is perfect and so strangely familiar but suddenly the light grows harshly and the perfect world begins to shift.

“Wait no, don’t stop—please” he whispers as if they could continue and finish this perfect moment in a matter of seconds that grow less coherent and more hazy. his arms wrap around your back, fingers digging into your soft back as if holding tightly onto you will stop you from disappearing. his vision is nonexistent and he can no longer feel you in his arms but he hears one thing.

“I love you ani”

he wakes up and there’s already tears streaming down his face. he chokes and coughs, his hand reaches up to grasp at his chest. he feels like the love of his life has been ripped away from him and he’s only dreamed of her a handful of times. his whole body aches to have her in his arms again, to feel his fingers in your soft flesh and your hands slipping into his pants. he collapses back onto his pillow and immediately wraps his arms around his pillow, trying to imitate the feeling of you in his arms.

it’s not the same.