[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair + Reverse. (Cause Xer wants to braid his babe's hair)
Ciar leaned back against Xerath, smiling. “Mmm, I love it when you play with my hair you know?”

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[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair + Reverse. (Cause Xer wants to braid his babe's hair)
Ciar leaned back against Xerath, smiling. “Mmm, I love it when you play with my hair you know?”
This thought won't leave my head, but how tall is Blackthorn?? Like is Iris truly climbing this tree?? (Iris is 5'4")
akdjghfjlhskdghfdfg uh get ready for this size difference
blackthorn, unglamoured, is 7″
Iris had wandered into the human world once again, his Seelie friends keeping his mother's attention off him. The Unicorn had wandered into a small cafe, the sweet smells luring him in. A charm kept his ears and horn hidden to the normal eye as he moved about the humans. With money from a friend, Iris ordered the sweetest drink on the menu, unaware of the growing presence outside the cafe of a strong energy. (For Bune~)
It was a rare errand free visit to the mortal plain, one that saw Bune with a bag of new books, and a craving for coffee. He made it through paying, and was waiting for his drink when Iris’ presence became apparent to the dragon, who immediatly perked up. Of course Bune had read about Unicorns, seen sketches, but the real deal... It was enough to make him stare openly at the boy, his mouth slightly open.
'I’ve always longed for true affection.' - Azrael
Lucifer looked at him, then at Azrael’s fingers moving. “In Hell, is such a thing true?”
unicorn and lion // closed
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Iris hummed softly to himself, smiling as the warmth of the sun graced his cheeks. Most dreams that played out in Iris’ was running through a different forest, one he had never seen. This time he was in a much different land and his heart raced, like prey when they knew a predator was near. A distant rumble of a growl struck panic into Iris. The Prince sprinted without a second thought, feet padding heavily into rough, dry earth. Closer and closer the growling got to Iris until he woke with a slight jolt, hand clasping onto a much warmer touch than the blanket.
Iris glanced to find his face laying gently against Leo’s chest. The Unicorn blushed as he realized he had snuggled up to Leo in his sleep. Iris began to untangle his feet from Leo’s, “I-I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to-.” Iris bit at his lip in thought. Maybe he did want to curl up next to the man, but not without making sure he wasn’t crossing any lines that weren’t to be.
Leonidae was pulled out of his half-asleep state by the sudden grasp. Stormy blue eyes snapped open and were remarkable bright and feline for a brief moment before the demigod regained control of himself. The stuttered apology made him smile and Leo shook his head, stifling a sleepy yawn. Waking up from sleep was his least favourite thing, but at least there was nothing he had to do-- as far as he could remember anyhow.
“S’fine. Did you sleep okay?” He asked, voice growly from sleep. He knew he was probably quite a sight to behold at the moment; dark hair all tangled from being slept on. He was in no hurry to fix it-- maybe a haircut was in order one of these days.
“I ‘ave never really looked into it. Your blood, is it poisonous to my kind? ‘m, luv’?” -Valentine (they can be doing whatever, public or private; aka Valentine really wants)
“You know I haven’t really looked into it either.. If my blood is poisonous, it wouldn’t really be my problem, but if it isn’t, it’s probably delicious.”
“I’d like to break you of that purity you all hold so dear.” (For Eliasz - Xerath)
“My strength is God, and my love of Him, I don’t think you have the power to match that.”
Father Eliasz looked at him without unkindness, patient.
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[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine + Reverse. (Iris wants to protect, oopsies sorry Urian)
Urian hadn’t seen the hunter until Iris pushed him out of the way. He went sprawling, turning to see what happened. “...I-Iris?”