#rendlen xander

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My commission of my WTNC Hunter Rend turned out amazing!!! Art by the ever talented @riessene

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22. Basorexia--the overwhelming desire to kiss for RenDert, if I may? 👀

Dert belongs to my super talented friend @i-am-dert and Rendlen is my hunter for WTNC! I cannot put into words how much I love these two!!! 

The festival was in full swing, the lights, the merriment inthe atmosphere dazzling everything about the little town of Lunaris. Snow hadblanketed the cobblestone on every street, lights hung around made everythingglitter like magic as people laughed and went about the various activities aroundthe marketplace.

Rendlen shivered as he wrapped his fur coat around himselftighter, the soft silver tufts snarling about his grip offering some relief tothe freezing fingers of his right hand as the smaller hunter in his lap snuggledcloser into the warmth of the coat. They turned to look at him, the enchantmenton their face making them even more gorgeous than usual.

He let out a soft sigh, drinking up the warm wine held inhis prosthetic hand as they waited for the fireworks to begin. The flavorsdistracted him from the cold, and from the way he couldn’t take his eyes away Dert’smouth.

When they laughed,his heart fluttered in his chest. When they looked at him with a smile, he losthis ability to speak for seconds at a time.

Their chestnut hair was covered by a slightly too large hat,his hat, as they giggled in victory. Rend had chased them all night, laughingwhen he caught them in the marketplace where a dance had started, sweeping themoff their feet until they were breathless from laughter and ready to sit downand wait for the infamous fireworks.

It had been a long time since he had felt this drawn to aperson, wanting to hold them closer, be more than just friends. Granted, Rend had known Dert since hunter training,but over the years they had truly become so much more than the shy kid that grewup in the mountains.

The first loud crack of sound overhead drew his attentionaway momentarily, until the small sound of Dert gasping drew him right back in,like a moth choosing the brightest flame to go toward. Their eyes were wide,examining the sky with awe, adoration of the brilliant colors dancing acrossthe sky.

They turned their attention to Rend, about to ask if he hadjust seen one of the fireworks that had been enchanted by a talented witch. Butterfliesbegan dancing through the crowd before turning into colorful plumes of smoke asthey landed, but their words stopped when they saw him staring at them, not the fireworks.

“Rend?”

They were beaming up at him and all thought left him as heleaned forward, closing the distance between their lips. Dert made a startlednoise, but kissed him back, wrapping their arms around his neck. Suddenly Rendwas grateful he had worn his traveling hat, since it gave them some sense ofprivacy from any wandering eyes, not that he was focused on public displays ofaffection right now.

When they parted, they stared at one another, lashes dippedlow, their faces illuminated by the fireworks and the low light.

“That, that wasincredibly forward of me. I apologize, but I’ve wanted to do that allnight,” his voice was low, a faint whisper only loud enough to be heard by thestunning hunter in his embrace.

“Don’t apologize,” Dert smiled, grabbing Rend’s hat so theycould shield their faces from the crowd as they captured his lips in anotherkiss, the finale all but forgotten as they melted against one another’s touch.

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“You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.” with the ot3? 💓

It has been too long since the last OT3 fic! Rend belongs to me, Dorian to the ever talented @fawnsummer and Jude to the lovely @existentialtrashdump 

That day’s hunt had been wild. Two demons had run through and disturbed a faenest as they pursued after them, making their kill counts go up considerably,but their injury count as well.

They had spent the better part of an hour hiking out of acanyon, somehow after killing both their original targets. Dorian had been carried on Rend’s back until they stopped to set up camp, one of the demons had lashed out at him with its poisonous claws as he delivered a finishing blow.

The sun was low, ready to set and disappear over the dark hills for the nightmuch like the three exhausted hunters ready to drop. Rendlen gently depositedDorian onto the ground, quickly getting to work mixing several of the antidoteshe kept on hand, to make something effective to nullify the poison’sproperties.

They had gotten lucky the poison wasn’t lethal.

Jude had escaped with only a few scrapes and bruises,compared to her boys at least.

Rend chuckled as Jude dabbed a damp cloth over his lower lip once he was done administering to their dark haired love,her brows drawn together letting him know just how she felt about their hunt.Dorian lay on his back to their right, waiting for the shallow wound on hisshoulder to stop throbbing with only minor complaints. 

“Ow,” he breathed as she pulled gently on the lip, examiningit further with an apologetic look. “how bad is it?”

Their blue eyes met, a small smile crossing her features asshe saw some of the swelling on his blackened left eye had calmed down somewhat.“It’s bad, but I don’t think it’ll need stitches,” the laugh that emitted fromher as he attempted to grin made him want to smile more…but he refrained from doing so.

Dor watched them, scoffing as he attempted to sit up.Immediately, two elegant hands were pushing him back to the ground, Jude’s faceunamused as she checked his temperature. Cold sweat gleaned off his pale skin,his heartbeat still accelerated as though he were running.

“I told you to stay put! Until that poison runs its courseyou are not going anywhere, Ognjen.”

Green eyes zoomed over to meet Rend’s in silent annoyed disagreement.

“I’ll be fine. Besides, we need to find firewood-“

“Dorian, love, I am more than capable of going to findkindling and wood for the night by myself. You need to rest. That poison hassome nasty effects for movingrecipients. Listen to Jude.”

“Not you too,” he groaned letting his head fall back to themakeshift pillow, made from Rendlen’s satchel. “…fine. I’ll stay put, but I’m going to whine aboutit.”

Jude smiled at him, taking his hand in her own beforebringing it to her mouth to kiss his scraped-up knuckles. “You’ll be fine, remember?So hush. I’ll stay with you if that’ll make it better?”

He lifted a brow, trying hard to hide a smirk from givingaway his approval.

“Oh, trying to get out of the chores I see?”

She rolled her eyes, ruffling his hair before standing up.“You’ve got a fever, loverboy, I’m not going anywhere.”

Rend blew a kiss towards the two of them before getting tohis feet and setting off to collect fuel for the fire, as well as securing thearea before heading back to their makeshift camp. He had made his way around thefoliage, hoisting an armful of firewood and kindling.

His heart felt as though it would stop beating from thescene that played out before himself when he reached the tents. Jude and Dor truly were adorable.

Dorian had propped his head up on her lap, telling her oneof the many stories from his childhood as she tended to the small abrasion onhis shoulder closest to her. The skin around the wound was dark, but theantidote Rend had made seemed to be alleviating the pain, at least enough thatstorytelling with his animated gestures wasn’t making him wince.

To announce his arrival, Rend purposely stepped on a twig, watchingboth lovers tensing and readying for a fight instantaneously. Jude’s sword wasdrawn, Dorian’s hands gripping the handles of his daggers in case there was athreat. They both exhaled when the glow of blonde hair in the moonlight mettheir gazes.

“Were I a monster, I would have gotten the jump on you two,”he jested, giggling to himself when they both groaned in unison. “but lucky foryou it’s just me and I don’t plan on killing you. Although I can’t promise Iwon’t eat you out, that’s still on the table once my lip is healed.”

Dorian lifted a quizzical brow. “What do you expect us to dountil then?”

“Each other,” Jude retorted biting her lip as she peered upat Rend through unfairly long lashes.

Rend chuckled alluringly, sending a wink over his shoulderas he bent over in front of them, giving them a good view, as he began placingthe logs he’d collected to build a suitable fire. Jude gave a short whistle andDorian starred at him with his lip tucked between his teeth, waggling hiseyebrows playfully every time Rend made eye contact with him.

“Oh, how I love you two,” Rend sighed, happily sitting downafter a warm flame was going, taking a moment to kiss both of their temples as they watched thefire snuggled together under the stars.

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This. Is. Precious. 💜 My Patreon sketch of Omen and Rend turned out absolutely perfect! Thank you @whenthenightcomesgame I love this!