#unfaes

[wr1tten]

@unfaes asked : ' i'm so sorry for ruining everything , i — '

𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗦  𝗘𝗠𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗘𝗗  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗧𝗢𝗣𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗘,    their  frail  body  𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨  into  wynonna’s  arms.      ᴅʀᴀɪɴᴇᴅ  from  passing  the  power  of  the  shield  to  their  partner.      she  held  them  close,    fingertips  brushing  away  the  drops  of  sweat  dripping  from  waverly’s  forehead.          ❝  𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠,    𝑦𝑜𝑢  𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛’𝑡,  ❞          eyes  followed  the  crowd  of  loved  ones  ˢᵘʳʳᵒᵘⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ  them.          ❝  you’re  𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴.      we  all  are,  ❞          wynonna  had  ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉᵐᵃᵏᵉʳ  tucked  away.      she  really  didn’t  want  to  look  at  the  thing  after  all  that  went  down  that  evening.      the  gun  𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈  as  she  looked  down  the  barrel  at  doc.      eyes  were  still  slick  with  tears  from  it  all.            ❝  𝑠𝑜  𝑠𝘩𝑢𝑡  𝑡𝘩𝑒  𝘩𝑒𝑙𝑙  𝑢𝑝,    give  me  a  damn  hug,    and  let’s  go  home.  ❞

[roseguided-arch]

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊, 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 from where jane stands among the forest. nearly half a mile from the cullen home, keeping an eye on them & their little half breed as she had been instructed. the rush of water, sway of trees, the cover of moonlight do little to distract her--however, nose smells a distant scent of wet dog somewhere behind her. ( vampire was well aware of the pack of wolves that reside in this area. much to her dismay, jane was given instructions not to interact nor cause trouble with them if possible. ) a moment passes, but the scent doesn't get farther away but closer. a smirk presses against pale lips, ❛ i didn't know the cullens let dogs so close to their home. ❜ meant as an insult, jane not turning around. ❛ though, you aren't with the pack that lives in forks, are you ? ❜

[ * @unfaes liked for a starter ! > jane volturi for wells. ]

[b4didea]

finally ! where have you been ? ( logan -> clara )

anyone  else  under  this  amount  of  duress  would've  felt  their  heartbeat  in  their  ears  by  the  time  they  reached  @unfaes.  however  ,  it  had  been  drowned  out  hundreds  of  years  ago  ,  replaced  with  a  yearning  paranoia.  "  i've  .  .  .  "  attempting  to  say  but  has  to  take  another  deep  breath.  pointing  out  towards  the  forest  clearing  ,  though  meaning  much  further  ,  where  she'd  come  from.  "  there's  something  going  on  in  town.  "  a  gasp  of  air  is  pulled  into  her  lungs  ,  making  her  eyes  sting.  "  the  heir  .  .  .  wynonna  .  .  .  she's  on  some  manhunt.  "  a  heartbeat  ,  "  the  trailer  park  is  cleared  out.  with  bobo  gone  ,  they're  freaking  out  !  "  she  pleads  ,  eyes  wide.  blue  hues  glistening  with  help  from  the  growing  moisture  that  resided  there.

"  if  she  finds  me  .  .  .  "  the  sentence  doesn't  need  to  be  finished  ,  aware  the  other  knew  her  fate.

[murkyhazed-is-archiving]

LIKED : AI generated dialogue / @unfaes

feat. aragorn and tristan thorn.

               ❝   i   believe   there   are   eyes   upon   us,   and   ears   tuned   to   us.   ❞

[roseguided-arch]

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌, 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃, but that doesn't mean he's gonna let it be a bad day for his daughter & her mother. hand carefully holds cassandra on his hip, sunglasses covering eyes as he makes his way to where he knew irena would be that afternoon. today, though the weekend, he's informed everyone at the office not to disturb him. no calls, no emails, no sending someone to say how important something is--whatever it is can be dealt with the next day. today was about irena & cassandra. ❛ ready to go get mommy, cas ? yeah, she's gonna be so happy. ❜ hand opens door, bypassing security who knows by face. pushing the door open, the man calls out: ❛ irena ! irena, are you home ? ❜ keys are set aside, hands setting cassandra down as she begins to wiggle. ❛ me & cassandra have a surprise for you, i know how you love those. ❜

[ * @unfaes liked for a mothers day themed starter ! ]

[roseguided-arch]

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 them. it was something she had never felt before with another—mind so focused on her training, on fighting those who want to overtake her planet & use it for the spice. her mind hadn’t much chance to consider intimate nor romantic partners much. . & she had been fine with it. to love, to be loved, is something everyone wishes for but it does not have to be all there is. a woman can be strong, they can fight, they can be secure in themselves & not be reliant on a man in order to complete her. chani was far too independent to allow a man, or a woman, to dictate to her what her life is or isn’t. however, she believes, something in shifting between them & sihaya isn’t exactly sure what title to put to it.

@unfaes said, [ALMOST] : SENDER AND RECIEVER ARE CENTIMETERS APART, ABOUT TO KISS, BUT SOMETHING INTERRUPTS THEM.

the air between them has thickened & not just because of the heat. sitting on the edge of her bed, talking, before something changed. they sat, gazing into one another with the most curious looks. bewitched almost, eyes full of unsaid things. chest tight with simmering emotions. would sihaya speak her truth nor or allow her nerves to over come ? instead, the woman leans forward until she almost presses her lips to kora’s. just as she’s about to, the curtain to her apartment is pushed aside causing her to withdraw quick. turning her head, chani asks: ❛ what- . . what is it, stil ? ❜ chani is clearly flustered. ❛ it must be important. ❜

[highfaeried]

@unfaes  (  sent  in  a  prompt.  )  ❝  i  would've  come  sooner.  i  would've  been  here  if  you'd  only  asked.  ❞

 marriage.  an  arranged  marriage.  someone  had  asked  her  hand.  sapphire  hues  are  glossy,  the  feeling  of  choking  rises  in  her  throat  like  bile.  how  could  this  be?  how  could  this  happen?  why  would  they  want  her?  it  was  too  late.  the  sight  of  marie  aches  her  heart,  the  flushed  crimson  cheeks  against  her  once  ivory.  it  was  written  all  over  her  face.  ❝  it's  been  done.  ❞  sera  breathes  out,  her  chest  rising  and  falling  as  the  realization  hits.  would  her  own  husband  allow  her  to  continue  to  venture  out  on  her  own?  would  her  hands  touch  marie  once  more?  ❝  i  could  never—   it  is  too  much  of  an  ask,  i  do  not  wish  to  ruin— ❞  us.  sera  could  not  bare  to  utter  the  word  out  loud.

[klaeus-a]

❛ is that a challenge ? ❜ ( enna ! )

a challenge. he can't help the bark of laughter that leaves him, a touch of madness to the sound that makes him itch to claw out own his lungs, to remove his ability to utter such a thing ever again. ( he is sick, isn't he? ) ❛ i would have to give a damn in order to challenge a thing, love. ❜ and he has not truly cared about anything in a small eternity, he can feel that truth down to his bones. had his capacity to care been stolen from him, or has he simply always been way? born . . . wrong? and he knows their title of monster hunter; perhaps he is expected to be quaking in his boots in response to that revelation. but even if he did not believe he could more than handle his own against most any threat, he can't muster any level of care towards his own existence. an end to the blood whispers, an end to the vile monster crawling beneath his skin, an end to the stabbing pains in his skull . . . the end. how can he do anything other than look forward to blissful oblivion? ❛ but if you are wishing for a fight, i always enjoy the spilling of blood ⸻ regardless of whether it is yours, or my own. ❜