#wildskissed

[wolf-eyes-wolf-soul]

@wildskissed

Where was Esca? She needed him.

They had been ripped apart when those creatures had come and whilst she had been dragged aboard, her friend had been left alone. She tried to reach out with her mind to him but felt his presence muffled and faint. That thing they had put inside her head was fighting for dominance of her and smothering all else. He was alive, that much she was sure of, and she felt a stab of worry from him.

Morren's head throbbed as she stumbled up the beach and into the familiar safety of the forest. She knew she would be safer there. The forest was home. The forest was familiar. The crashed mindflayer ship lay like a broken corpse all around her, smouldering with a smell almost like cooking meat which only made her feel sick.

There had been others on the ship. She had seen their shadowed forms in the pods. Had they escaped too? She hoped so. The thought of their flesh being cooked as she stumbled by made her stomach heave even more.

Finally she reached the trees and her knees gave out. Morren slumped against the bark on her hands and knees as she tried to fight off the nausea and lost. It was all too much for her at that point as she felt tears starting to stream.

Silvanus. Please...help me.

[baldurmade]

@wildskissed sent ❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜ - for Astarion

There is a gleam of amusement in the vampire's eyes. Sit back and look pretty? That he can certainly do, even if he is no damsel in distress and can quite easily help her. However, he's curious to see how she manages on her own.

One hand is brought in front of his face, inspecting nails in a theatric display of vanity. "You think I'm pretty? How flattering." Comes the vampire's response as he lifts his gaze from his nails to look over at Eve.

"Very well. Go on then, show me what you're made of, darling." He'll simply do as asked and stand back until it is clear that she needs his help. Or perhaps he'll make her ask for his help, should she need it.

[fereldensheroesa]

@wildskissed asked:

“Tell me. How bad was it this time?” (for Nimue)

She was shaking, blood in her hair, on her face, drenching clothes and hands. It seemed like most of the camp had torn into her by that point. They'd woken to find the poor woman's body, Nimue sat beside it with her face in her knees. Bloodstains that would never come out. Images that would haunt them all. This was her. They shouldn't trust her.

Nimue had told them all about the thoughts. All of them. They'd all just dismissed it. Told her thoughts of killing were normal, that it was just anger, that it was fine so long as she directed it. She couldn't direct anything. And as Eve spoke, she expected another biting tone, another scolding, distrust and disgust. But instead it was a question. A question about the sickness she'd admitted to the woman.

Slowly, big brown eyes lifted to her. Nimue frowned a bit. "...I don't feel it. It's... it's gone. The nausea. The headache. They're gone." Had killing alleviated the symptoms for a bit?

[shadovan]

@notyetfixed, @wildskissed, @infernaliscor

You three are amazing and I adore you. Thank you for this. And the feeling is 100% mutual. xo

[miidnighters-a]

@wildskissed sent kissing down your lover's body. - eve kissing bella all over? of course.

It wasn't often Bella lamented her inability to sleep, but today had been a hard day. They were all exhausted - Bella had used almost all her reserves of healing, and they'd almost depleted their collection of health potions to boot. She knew not every day was like this, but what freedom would there be in simply closing her eyes and waking up to a new day?

Eve seems to sense her weariness, laying her down gently and unlacing her tunic - placing soft, methodical kisses down the back of her neck and along her spine, paying particular attention to the meat of her side where she'd caught an arrow.

Bella hums, but still turns to extend an arm for her lover so they can lie together once Eve has finished lavishing her attentions.

[parainvestigate]

Sender: @wildskissed Prompt: 🌊+reverse

The summer heat was beginning to die down. Meant that hanging around a lake was an easy way to find some privacy. Figuring that he was alone he settled on the pier with a six-pack of beers and a bucket for the trash. He sat down, his hooves in the water. Didn't take long for him to realize this wasn't as secluded as originally thought.

By the time his brain had kicked in to respond his eyes had seen more than they should. The curve of a shapely figure, bare skin that the still water did nothing to hide from the world. With a loud cough, he averted his gaze.

“Eh, kinda feel like a peepin' tom or somethin'. Swear I wasn't tryna watch you or anything.”

[f4rgd]

@wildskissed : " i want adventure. i want passion. i want excitement. "

he couldn't argue with that - he wanted the same, but there were downsides... many downsides. with all that came danger and risk, but it was exciting. " then you should find it, no? " brow raised as he spoke. it was everywhere, she could find it if she wanted. " - if it's adventure you want then i'm certain you will find it beyond the gates. " his deal kept him here and though he could leave the risk outweighed the thrill and common sense nagged at the back of his mind. he shouldn't, he couldn't. " but not without a way to protect yourself. you have a weapon? "

[emeraldbuilt]

"LOOK - it's not some indictment or anything. I have teammates who practice the mystic arts, too, y'know?" Just . . . they weren't from Grimmworld. "I haven't gotten a feel for you yet, @wildskissed, is all. Once I'm used to you I'll be less -- I guess I should call it jumpy."

RANDOM STARTER