#faeryworlds

[vorpalfae]

[brotherhoodwarlord]

X @faeryworlds

The shorter blonde, so fixed on him, had the man's gaze lock with hers. A dangerous woman with extenuating beauty and madness. That you want my attention." He said with a pointed look over her body. He was certain that she could turn the teasing on and off. " Harley, I think I know enough when a woman is using her ---- feminine wiles on me."

[nakedwitchinthemoonlight]

will you lead me into the ring and dance the night away? Spin me around until I stumble through the Veil and fall into the Otherworld.

[mikaels0n-elijah]

starter for @faeryworlds kenna

In another country, far away from France, Elijah was traveling to clear his head and get some distance from his family. He dreaded staying near Niklaus any longer. His views had become too repugnant to him. It was too tiresome to stick his neck out again. So much had happened at the French royal court. As a noble family, they had been treated well, especially because they had repeatedly brought money into the French court.

And when he finally looked into a face he recognized as that of Queen Mary's former lady-in-waiting—even though they hadn't really had much to do with each other at court—he was surprised. He hadn't seen her in a long time. Maybe a year? Elijah didn't know why she had disappeared back then. Just gone. “Lady Kenna,” he said, surprised by her appearance. He hadn't expected to see her here at another court. In fact, he hadn't expected to see any familiar faces here.

[wildwithlight]

[jasmine-x-rose]

𝖨𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗐𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾-𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗒🍥˖⸂ ‎⟡ ˖ 𓈒꙳🐰𓂃𓈒𓏸

[wcrldcfvtlvs]

@faeryworlds | donatello king & ada wong | plotted starter

Not bothering to renew his contract with Wesker, Donatello King felt a strange relief the day he packed up his things and left headquarters. Even though he signed multiple NDA's, he didn't want to talk or discuss the work he had done. It wasn't often that he hired as a person's personal doctor, but as long as it paid the bills, he didn't care. He made an oath, and he'd do everything to uphold it. No matter who was paying him, however, the things he heard, the wounds he treated on Ms. Ada Wong, he wondered what exactly he was getting into. 

After leaving, packing up his things, Donatello decided to settle in Spain. It was a place he always wanted to visit. He had heard enough from Tyler Atlas that Spain was one of his favorite places to visit and the food wasn't bad, as well at the culture. He figured a personal vacation was needed. He spent too much time saying on-site at headquarters, he didn't even remember the last time he saw the sun or felt the air on his skin. It was nice leaving the scrubs at home and hanging up the white coat for a moment of peace. Dressed in dark jeans, a simple black Henley shirt and a black windbreaker, he stuck to the side roads, out of sight and out of mind. He had a feeling his former employers were keeping eyes on him, and this level of anxiety was anything but helpful when it came to a long overdue vacation. He was hesitant about being out in open, he only left his hotel room when needed food, or when the sun was setting. It was best to remain in the shadows than out in public with the possibility of a target on his back. Donatello had a feeling no one left the employment of Albert Wesker without being tapped on the shoulder again. 

As he he walked the city streets of Spain, he stayed situationally aware, his head on a swivel every so often but not enough to cause unwanted attention. While ducking into alleys, looking over his shoulder, his towering frame bumped into something, more like someone. Instinctively, he reached out his arms to stabilize them and he soft cursed under her breath. ❝ Shit, I'm sorry, are you─ ❞ When he looked down, his eyes widen slightly to see who exactly he bumped into. For a brief moment, he felt his heart skip a beat in his chest. How many days or even weeks has been since he last saw this woman? His hands tightened on her arms for a moment, simply to see if she was real before he released her. Donatello took a gentle step back to give her space, he didn't know what she was doing here or why, but he had to say something, anything. 

❝ Ms. Wong. ❞ It felt odd saying her name, the way it tasted on his lips. He tilted his head looking at her, her dark hair that reminded him of night sky, her complexion that appeared healthy and thankfully unscathed. She always dressed to impress, at least under his perception of her. In his eyes, Ada Wong never had a look she couldn't pull off, and the way she wore red? It was enough to make any man fall to his knees, but his professionalism came first and he didn't want to come off as weird, or make her comfortable. ❝ Did you finally take the vacation I recommended to you awhile back, Or does Mr. Singlasses have you on another mission? ❞ It was an attempt to crack a joke as he wore a faint smirk, but it turned into a smile. Even though he most likely knew the answer, Donatello just wanted to hear her voice again. 

[redemptivexheroics]

Crossing Paths [Closed]

@faeryworlds

Leon was on a mission in some war-torn country; there were rumors of B.O.W.S. being used, and well, any time those got involved, things took a turn for the worse. Leon had been at this a long time and he knew what to expect and what to not expect, for the government agent in his late twenties he had his work cut out for him, seems that not long after rescuing Ashley he was back in the field. A few mercenaries had him pinned down, and he was just reloading a clip into his gun and cocking it when several gunshots were made; he peeked around the corner and saw them down; he saw someone moving across the rooftops, precisely what he didn't need right now, a rogue piece on the board. "I don't have time for this shit," Leon said under his breath as he ran to the building and into it to try and cut the person off and crashed out a back door just to see the back of the person who unintentionally helped him. "Hey! Leaving the party so soon?"Leon called out, and that's when she turned around, Ada.

Leon lowered his gun. "We gotta stop doing this, Ada; let me guess, you're out for a lovely night stroll in the middle of a war zone?"