(@Quelbound/Hal) "I'd like to Thunder your Snow." *Waggles brows @ her*
A smirk forms behind her mask. “I’d like you to leave my life and never come back.”
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(@Quelbound/Hal) "I'd like to Thunder your Snow." *Waggles brows @ her*
A smirk forms behind her mask. “I’d like you to leave my life and never come back.”

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(@quelbound/rommath) Send “✆” for a MORNING text.
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[Magic Man]; The one time I stay the night and you aren’t even here the next day.[Magic Man]; I’m breaking up with you.
[distracting kiss] from HIM
sexual tension/attraction memes 2. [distracting kiss] - Your muse kisses mine to avoid answering a difficult question or discussing a difficult topic. My muse may or may not realise they’re being used as a distraction.
🗡。・:*:・゚Affection wasn’t something that Nanthis often turned down, not from Rommath. However, what she wasn’t a fan of, was being used as a distraction. Each kiss that he gave her was met with nothing, each kiss but the last. Her hand snaked around the neck of her lover and she pulled him closer in that way that she always tended to use whenever she wanted him to know who was in charge. She returned his kiss with equal parts passion and emotion, and before pulling back, caught his lip between her teeth and tugged ever so gently. It left her breathless, just as she’d hoped it would do for him. “The Horde isn’t safe for you anymore.” She repeated, without missing a beat.
Daisy, Jasmine, Moonflower
Flower prompts
Daisy: Four things that make your character happy.
Money, knives, making poisons, karma (for others)
Jasmine: What’s one thing your character wants?
She wants her father back to the way he was before, and their relationship to return to normal so that she can return to normal.
Moonflower: What’s one dream your character has had?
She dreams about her first campaign a lot, and how it made her into some kind of hero. She feels like she doesn’t deserve that title, so she constantly has dreams about it.
🤗😡🏷️
My muse in a relationship
🤗Are they physically affectionate?
Yes. She tries to play hard ass, but when she loves someone she loves to touch them, kiss them, hold their hand, etc.
😡What are their deal breakers?
I would say Horde but most of my ships are with Horde members cause I’m trash. Someone who does not recognize her strength or abilities for sure If they put her down , or try and tell her that she’s not as dangerous as she knows she is (in a serious scenario not joking), then she’s done.
🏷️Do they give their partners cute nicknames?
Answered here

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(@Quelbound/Rom) 🍻 + “ what made you this way ?”
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🗡。・:*:・゚ Oh. Nanthis had drunken herself into a stupor many times in the past and answered evasive questions that had no right being answered, but none of them could have prepared her for the weight that those five words carried. She was a thief, a fighter, a killer. The rogue did everything in her power to forget what made her that way, and just focused on being that way. She felt cornered, smothered, on the edge of panic.
“Uh…” The hesitation was evident, and it hung between the pair for far longer than what would be comfortable. She even hoped that it was silent for long enough that he’d forget to ask completely. But the longer she sat there, with her drink in front of her and her hands newly clasped tight in her lap, the more compelled she felt to speak. She’d never opened up to anyone, not even her best friend. She didn’t find it useful. But there was something about Rommath’s expecting eyes and soft heart that pulled the words right out from her.
“Well, my brother and I, we never had a father. Night elves live for an incredibly long time, as you know. And so many of them are still so used to being immortal, children aren’t a common thing. But my mother wanted them, so she had them. Not really sure who he is, even. My uncle raised us.” It was easier to talk about, the dead beat invisible father, and the mother who she never even got to bury. It was the latter part of the explanation that caught in her throat, resulting in another wave of her hand and downing of a beverage. When she continued, her eyes were far away. “I trained all my life to be a druid. He was probably the best one I’d known. I even thought he was better than Malfurion Stormrage, but that was probably just me. I could probably still do some magic…if I tried.” Her fingers wiggled, but there was nothing around that she’d be able to manipulate with druid magic even if she was sober enough to.
“Then Arthas came. He wasn’t even…he didn’t even fight. He was there to heal. It was an isolated incident, it wasn’t even the scourge. My brother tried to help, but it was too late. Then…he took him. There was no real use for him, I didn’t think. But he still took him, raised him into a soldier that didn’t even remember any of us. I never heard from him again, but I know what he’s done. Both in the name of the scourge and the Ebonblade. He isn’t the man that raised me, and he never will be again. I couldn’t hold on to that part of my life anymore, so I ripped it out of myself. And I killed it.”