I’m Out Here Just Missing The Fox Prince 😭❤️

the forest is a lung. it is a brain. it is a great organism made up of moving parts. when you walk through the forest, you are not in a place. you are in a being, traveling through its arteries while it breathes and thinks around you. the forest feels your presence. it knows that you are there.

the amount of high muse i have for so many people right now but ZERO effort to make this blog pretty right now.

one lineart, four artists, five paintings: elucien edition 🖼️✨shoutout to my amazingly talented friends for collaborating with me on this 💛 in order of the paintings: (1) me, (2) @olenvasynyt, (3) @themadmorrigan, (4) @fierling, (5) @bonecarversbestie

🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑷𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑻.

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. bold all that definitely applies, italicize what could potentially apply. feel free to add more if you think certain options are missing or you just want to add more.

do i ship our characters together?: yes | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you?: yes | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship i could see: childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them: friends to lovers | enemies to lovers | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes?: develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between ( what specifically? )

what now?: let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter | i'll write you a random starter

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits: ( put whatever you want here )

PROMPTS FOR TOUCH-STARVED MUSES *  adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of action prompts

DIALOGUE PROMPTS

could you... do that again?

please come back.

hold me again.

i need to feel you close.

we could share the same bed.

could we try holding hands?

right there. just like that.

i want to know how it feels.

i like it when you're nearby.

if you could just... stay here for a while.

lean into me. it's okay.

i like your hugs.

i want you here.

please touch me.

your arms feel so safe.

stay close to me.

the bed feels so cold.

come into my arms.

let me hold you.

cling to me.

you can keep doing that.

you don't have to let go.

i feel safe when you're near me.

that feels so good.

that was... really nice.

i like it when you play with my fingers.

could you come a little closer?

you can play with my hair if you want.

you don't have to sit so far away.

would you sleep here with me?

you feel like home to me.

if you keep doing that, i can't promise i'll behave.

can i lay on you?

would you touch me again?

don't let go of me.

stay like this.

don't go.

ACTION PROMPTS

[ reach ] sender hesitantly reaches for receiver's hand, unsure if the action will be reciprocated

[ instinct ] sender takes receiver's hand on instinct in reaction to a startling sight or event, not even realizing they did it

[ cling ] sender wraps both of their arms around one of receiver's arms and clings

[ rest ] sender sits next to receiver and rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ doze ] sender falls asleep with their head on receiver's shoulder

[ play ] sender clings to receiver's hand and begins absentmindedly playing with their fingers

[ reassure ] sender reassures receiver by rubbing their arm up and down, hoping to ease their stress

[ heart ] sender guides receiver's hand to their heart

[ quiver ] sender and receiver's hands brush with slight contact, causing receiver to shiver on instinct

[ come back ] receiver took their hand away, so sender reaches for it a second time, taking it back and refusing to let go

[ first hug ] sender pulls receiver into their first hug

[ lasting ] sender and receiver's innocent hug lasts a little longer than they both expected

[ trace ] sender lightly traces the shape of sender's face, exploring every part of their complexion with tender fingertips

[ comb ] sender takes their time brushing receiver's hair

[ refuse ] when receiver insists they break their hug, sender refuses and only tightens their grip around them

[ cuddle ] sender moves closer to receiver as they sleep and snuggles down beside them, finding comfort in their presence

[ pull back ] sender pulls receiver back into bed with them

[ nuzzle ] sender nuzzles into receiver's cheek with their nose

[ cheek ] sender caresses receiver's cheek

[ nose ] sender lightly taps the tip of receiver's nose

[ lips ] sender caresses receiver's lips with their fingertip

[ chest ] sender smooths a hand over receiver's chest

[ legs ] sender starts to drag a hand back and forth over receiver's legs

[ inner thigh ] as sender caresses receiver's thigh, they gently slip their hand between receiver's legs

[ distance ] unable to touch or embrace receiver, sender self-soothes by wrapping their arms around themselves

[ pinky ] sender and receiver hold hands by their pinky fingers

[ smooth ] sender takes their time caressing over every part of receiver's body

[ blanket ] sender wraps a blanket around their body and receiver's body, hudding close together

are both the urls in your DNI the same person? i wanna be sure before i block them & whatnot

yes. the two urls are the same user.

@seerfawn convinced me to do a damon salvatore... so that's what i'm doing. i need fc ideas.

a very thin garment of a dress hangs loosely upon her shoulders, the right shoulder of the strap fallen upon her sun kissed skin while she twists against the many layers of their blankets and elain, all the while keeping her beloved book close to eye level, never once missing a word. even as elain makes her breathless. the way her thick plump lips crosses along her thigh, a hitch of her breath— a bite of her lip, sera dares steal a glance at her seer, she has to bite back a moan at the sight of the women between her legs. the ancient one can't help the sound coming from her mouth, an ache, begging, demanding. "what do you think sweetheart?"

continued from here,

elain's fingers pull back the thin fabric of sera's dress. unable to deny how beautiful she looks as sunlight streams through the delicate drapery hanging from the windows. the seer is unaccustomed to finding @faempry reading in the late afternoon, let alone tempting elain from her own bed. she hears the slight murmur of want as if it's a siren song. she would never dare to stop. lips place kisses in a trail, moving further up until there is an end in sight. a glistening calls elain to brush the backs of her fingers against sera with a feather light touch, a hum of delight when she's greeted with undeniable arousal. "is it your book that's doing this to you?" she teases, "or something else?"

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

ivory skin was flushed pink, goosebumps peppering across her entire core— up her arms, down her spine.. sera arches herself into her beloved elain. a book was in her hand, a finger pressed against the rough paper to keep her place, her blue piercing orbs dares to snatch a glance at the lover between her thighs. the woman’s words were gentle. “keep reading, don’t let me distract you.” she can’t— every time the ancient fae attempts to read a word across the paper, a kiss is planted upon her inner thigh, leaving her breathless. “don’t— stop.”

continued from this ask & reply. ( @2wanlake )

positive. the two sticks. positive. stars shoot in her vision. oh, the air in her lungs escape. pregnant. with child. she barely remembers the guy. tears spring in her eyes as she listens to odette, giving her the best advise she can. breathe. the pale woman nods, trying to find the oxygen as she sucks in. "gods, what am i going to do?"