#went overboard

anyways i will not sleep until the fic is delivered, idk.

ITS BREWING DONT YOU WORRY.

what about him catching your gaze and falling in love at first sight as he’s kneeling before your father to be knighted

what about him accompanying you through walks in the palace garden, of out on the balcony in solitude when the soirée’s your mother always throws make your head hurt.

what about him kneeled before you with his head bowed, what about you extending a hand towards him - making his breath catch in his throat before he presses the gentlest of kisses against your knuckles.

what about him revering you like a goddess. thinking that theres not a soul on earth who deserves your company - especially not him.

what about losing your virginity to him

him saying;

“My lady… This-This isnt some you should b-bestow upon me-“ choked off and shaky, his entire body taut like a bound spring as you sneak into your chambers. Warring against the wrongness of it all, and how much his mind and body crave you anyway. “Your father would have me b-beheaded, you know this-“

Tracing your fingers along his jaw, murmuring praises despite the scars that mar his skin, and he folds quick enough to be ashamed for it

Dragging his lips against your skin, wishing he could make his claim evident but knowing the risks are far too high. Being found out meant either death, or being exiled - which meant never seeing you again. He couldn’t decide which was worse.

And so you keep it a secret.

Letting him stay his role as your royal guard, keeping straight professional appearances, though knowing you have bruises on your hips in the shapes of his fingerprints hiding under your gown.

He gives you an old ring passed down by his mother, you keep it stowed under the floorboards under your bed. You give him one of your handkerchiefs. He presses his nose to it at night when the time away from you is too much

Stolen moments anywhere you can. Behind the walls at the back of the garden, sneaking a kiss before he walks you into the main hall for breakfast, requesting outings just for more alone time with him

and of course, traipsing through the place halls as stealthily as possible at night to his chambers

to which he has a heart attack every single time and tries to shoo you away before someone notices your absence.

Sylus loves waking his wife / gf / partner up by eating them out (with their consent beforehand ofc cuz he’s consent king💓💓💓)🫣

I had this idea for a while !! i’ll try to attempt it again cause it does sound tempting 😔

i really wanna do on a day where they fucked the night before and sylus was still craving for more… but since it’s early in the morning the way he eats you is super lazy and he’s just a tired mess mumbling all sorts of things quietly to try to wake you up

This is meant to be a belated happy birthday gift to a friend who was an aS$ and didn't tell me about it until near the end of the day. Jk. XD Hope my improvement is visible! I really tried. (Kinda wanted it to look like a band album somewhat.) As you can see Sonic was a struggle and a half for me to draw, but I notice how it usually takes me 3 or less tries to get an artstyle down and I love branching out to try them. How did I do? ^v^

Sandblaze is complicated character. She is not evil and truly means well, but is, in some ways, a bad partner to Darkstar and a threat to Moonclan's stability.

This all starts during Coldstar's reign. Sandblaze hated Starclan for making her a medicine cat, and hated Coldstar for making Darkfur deputy. Her hatred was compounded when Coldstar died and punished Darkstar for choosing Frostthaw as deputy. She decided she would find a way to force Starclan to let Darkstar retire.

In essence, she coddles him, enables him. She keep him in a cozy bubble away from the world's (or clan's) woes. She shut down any of Frostthaw or anyone else's attempts to face his fears and move forward in life, essentially emotionly and mentally stunting him. She hopes that Starclan will have no choice but make Frostthaw leader, but darkstar is unfortunately just mature enough to keep his composure at gatherings, and somehow that's enough for Starclan to keep him. I must stress, though, she truly does love him. He may be the only person she really loves anymore.

I immediately abandoned These Inhibitors' Flaws to plot out a songfic that I'm not even ready to write yet. What happened there? That didn't last long at all, holy fuck.

Ok, it kinda did. It's a oneshot I wanna get out sometime after the climax of These Inhibitors' Flaws dies down that ties into it all. But still, wow my brain went off the rails. I don't usually plan them out before I start writing a songfic - which leads to their often wild word counts recently. But actually, glad I got the idea down. Future me may hate trying to write around the notes, but I'm happy with how the story will go at least.

That one'll be fun when I get around to it...

And by fun, I mean yikes... it's not gonna be good. One word: Fleetway.

💧🪷🎠