#sxlongshadow

[shadow-dance]

💗 Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart… I THINK YOU KNOW WHO TO DO

Silver/Shade FSN AU

VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗(purely aesthetic appreciation of looks)

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗💗(how close a friend they consider them)

SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗(wanting to have sex with them)

ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗(hoping for a romantic relationship)

💔 Non-existent💗 Very low💗💗 A little💗💗💗 Hopeful💗💗💗💗 High💗💗💗💗💗 Maximum

[stormdance]

Send ❤️ if you ship our muses romantically.

Ashok ❤️ Fai. OTP.

[shadow-dance]

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(`･ω･´) :What does your muse completely gush over?

Baby things. Faisia has a weakness for cute little baby things. Birds, cats, bears, even tiny spiders make her giddy. 

[shadow-dance]

ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ

ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ :What irritates your muse the most?

Faisia absolutely cannot stand feeling disrespected in any manner. She has lived her life feeling uncomfortable in her own skin, paired with the fact that Night Elves are very slow to change their values meant that she lived a very long life of not knowing or understanding how she was supposed to fit into this world. Now that she has fought for and found her place and a manner in which she can enjoy herself and life in general, she feels any form of disrespect is an attempt to directly or indirectly invalidate how worthy she is of being a druid and all of the losses she has suffered along the way.

[eri-sunsira]

Send me, "📩" For my muse to send your muse a letter.

Dear Silver,

I’m sorry I have to leave early, I have that early morning request I mentioned last night. I probably won’t be back until after lunch. But, until then, here’s breakfast for you! It should still be warm, I know you’ll probably be awake ten minutes after I walk out the door. But I wanted to share even though I couldn’t wait.

All my love,                     Eri

Behind the little letter was a platter covered up and kept warm. Just for him. Underneath the silver dome, he would find heaps of eggs, honey-roasted ham, bacon, sausages, hashbrowns, biscuits, and a small tray of gravy to cover any and all of it. To the side would be a second plate, piled high with buttermilk pancakes.

Just a small token of appreciation for her last surviving mate.

[pride-]

Three Little Words

“Touch my body,” Silver murmured softly, and felt the Demon Hunter give pause. His breath halted and he rolled over, looking for her face, but she wasn’t looking back at him. Her eyes were closed as she daydreamed, wondering what might come. A kiss? A grope? Would he roll on top of her, dominate her? Would he seduce her sweetly with kisses and caresses? Not a single image garnered an internal response besides curiosity.

His finger poked her nose and the Demon Hunter apprentice murmured a soft, “Boop.”

“Oh fuck off!” Silver laughed, finally opening her eyes just in time for Tarin to kiss her sweetly, effectively silencing her for a time.

[eri-sunsira]

Three Little Words

“I give up,” Eri flopped over dramatically, but got no immediate response. It was as if she was alone in the woods, but she knew better. Silver was out there, slinking around and trying to throw his lover for a loop. A rustle here, a snicker there, the Miqo’te soon pounced. Tails flapped about as Eri squealed and Silver laughed, pinning his lover and showering her with kisses.

“My turn to hide!” Eri tried to shove the larger man off of her, but Silver resisted.

“Nope.”

“Nope?”

“Mine,” he growled and showered her with more kisses. Eri couldn’t argue his point and just laughed once more. 

[tyri-]

Three Little Words

(I think I rolled Kill Them All again, but I rerolled it because I’m not sure if the page lagged or I legit rolled the same number twice in a row. lol.)

“I love you,” the Demon Hunter murmured to her husband. The pair were in a quiet meadow, isolated from the world. She was resting between his thighs, leaning with her back to his chest and his hands in her lap. Her hands had caught up his own and she started playing gently with his fingers, playing with their wedding ring.

That was all that she needed to say, all that needed to be said. She felt his lips against the side of her neck, causing her eyes to drift closed as a happy sigh left her lips. His fingers laced with her own and she smiled, saying the words again, softer this time, and he tried to pull her in closer to himself. Powerful arms wrapping around her frame, as if to protect her from the world.

“My Katyr,” she smiled playfully.

“My Tyri,” was his answer.

It was important to take time out of every day life and enjoy the little things. For Katyr and Tyri, it was a necessity like breathing. To be able to touch each other and remember that this was real. Very real. A dream come true.