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@wildborne​ asked:  “Do birds ever sit on you and get confused?”  MEME ( Always Accepting )

Starter Prompts

🗝️ our muses share a quiet moment

Peace was easy to come by in the cabin, a place of his sole existence. No other creatures disturbed it. If they did? They never lasted long. But there’s a different kind of peace between two people, where words were obsolete while touch powerful. Kemuel sat with Skylar under the handful of firs populating the high outcrop on the mountain. The small city, surrounded by a sea of evergreens and speckled with meadows, was theirs to claim yet they only did in memory.

He leaned into the shorter, arm draped around her side while his cheek pressed tenderly against her head. The angel’s breath was slow, silent, as he sat there with the tigress. Owls hooted time and again but the sound enhanced rather than disrupted the scene. He closed his eyes to take in her warmth, whispering, ever so tenderly, ever so genuinely.

“I love you.”

@wildborne​ said: ❛ what if i’m a bad mom ❜ (x)

What now? | Lazy Rp Meme | [ACCEPTING]

% : write a drabble about our muses

“Please go slowly.”

Kemuel’s wings ached and the muscles below his plumage throbbed in pain. How long had it been since they’ve had proper attention? Too long, as the angel’s eyes closed while Skylar’s adept fingers sunk into the warm feathers. 

The were tiger and he had grown close since their initial encounter. Opening up to one another, adjusting to the sight of each other’s presence, as well as the inclusion of their feelings, Kemuel found solace with the tigress. She grounded him when nothing else could. Skylar’s feline pupils focused on the brown feathers, easing the rapid beat of her heart.

She adjusted her pace so her fingers rolled along the soft, almost vulnerable flesh below. Skylar’s fingers soon went from feathered flesh to an exposed scar, where feathers felt threatened to grow on. The tigress bowed her head, though she hesitated to go further, “Does it hurt?” a pause. 

     It was late as Jake stepped out of his sleek black Mercedes and headed towards the police station, before he’d even reached the steps he felt it, the power. The feeling was something that rarely faltered him in a confident and dominant stride, this time, there was a slight peak of cautious intrigue, something only another predator would feel. As Jake threw open the doors to the station he knew this was going to be a trial-some evening, attentive eyes found the officer behind the receptionists desk and the tall dark eyed man flashed a professional smile in greeting before he emptied his pockets into a container that the woman had sat in wait of his items. The lawyer had been through this process several times and it was not his first time to this particular police station, after signing in Jake moved around through the metal detectors before he was returned his things and greeted by the arresting officer. From the second the two shook hands the arresting officer was all talk, which often was difficult for the lawyer to obtain, a talkative police officer. All the man could go on about was how strange the suspect was, her eyes being the main point of the conversation back to the interrogation room in which Jake’s newest client sat. 

      Pausing at the door to allow the officer to finish speaking Jake simply nodded before he proceeded to enter, gaze first going to the other officer that was in the room standing near the door as if he were afraid of the slender brunette woman that sat chained to the interrogation table. The vampire huffed a breath and nodded towards the woman. “May I please have my client uncuffed and perhaps,” his gaze darted to do a once over of the woman. “Some coffee?” It was a question aimed at his client to see if there was anything else she may like, it was his first priority to get the whole story and what would help his client, there was no mistaking she was strong, some creature he had not come across in all his time as a lawyer, there was a first time for all things though.

@wildborne​ asked: “ would a glow stick make you feel better ? ” // MEMES ( Always Accepting )

“our glorious crystal future shines so bright i gotta wear shades, as the prophets say.”

Icy blue eyes casted downwards at the UNFAMILIAR voice that spoke up. A phrase he hadn’t heard before or spoken to him by someone he had only just happened to run into. It made the Scotsman question if the other knew more than he thought. After all, he thought he was a pretty well KEPT secret minus the rumors that may have swirled around Inverness. But that was all they were, rumors. True, some had validity to them while others remained outlandish. He had his favorites, the more out of the box the rumors were then the MORE entertaining they would be. However, there was a look about the other that showed she might not buy into words thrown around town. That was assuming she even WENT into the town. So, all he could do for now was give a look and it was one that only let him show some interest in her words. With an arched brow he offered a small and quick smile before addressing what she had to say. “Oh really? Is this a future only ye get to KNOW or are ye gonna let all parties involved in on this little secret of yer’s?”