#a fae as well

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 271

“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 

“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 

Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 

“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 

“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 

Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”

Now wait one moment-

“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Deadly Decisions #Danny & Ras are the homoerotic rivals that no one knows if they’re flirting or attempting a murder #It’s actually both they’re just also both Immortal #Danny to Jason: You can become a crime lord if you finish college- you’ve said you wanted to get a degree this is ur chance #Dusan (nodding): Mother has made all of us finish at least our basic education nephew #Why yes this does mean that RH has just made the heads in a duffel bag debut & the bats have no clue it’s Jason #Normally Danny wanders the universe but RAS (affectionately derogatory) HOW DARE U TRY TO HIDE THE GRANDCHILDREN #Morally Gray Danny #He’s well over 300 and that has an affect lol #Also has some fun fae vibes thx to his ghost half & human half finally balancing out #Let Jason & Damian be brothers #Tiny Damian: Akhi look I found a frog :> #Jason (newly not brain damaged & has no clue who this small child is): …. That’s great #Tiny Damian: *GASP* Akhi you can talk now :D #Fuck it- all the Al Ghuls deserve fangs from ecto contamination #Is Danny actually Dusan & Talia’s mother? No one knows and no one wants to ask the probably immortal fae being okay #Danny brought Damian a ghost hound puppy & Jason an original signed Pride & Prejudice book #How come Bruce wasn’t aware of Danyal? Talia forgot to inform him that the mother she was speaking of is in fact still alive #He disappears for a decade sometimes longer she was using past terms how was he supposed to know

[eighthdoctor]

fae courts like, you know, the fae small claims court

#d&d is going well #we're not solving any problems but we are doing fae worldbuilding

[ryllen]

no, but pinecones is really beautiful isn't it ?

#perfect kind of flowers for fae kind who probably feels that flowers die in 0.1 sec bcs of their long life #imagine making mal a pine cone flower wreath and he is so happy with it; that if yuu ever think of selling it king mal mal would order it #for every house in the valley; so everyone has one in their house as new kind of briar valley culture & tradition fhsdh #twst #twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst yuu #twst mc #twst grim #fanart #i wonder if sebek can see the pinecones as beautiful too #well sebek is weak at subjective thing like art; he might only be able to see things as it is #but he might take on some things from poet or romantic genre books; so i wonder what he sees #i know a fellow who absolutely can't see what i see; i feel like his brain is like a white digital sci fi cube that is clean #and looking so minimalistic it looks like it can only process logical things like numbers #it's so weird that some people don't actually process things by imagining a lot of other things visually in their mind

[piosplayhouse]

"Oh dear," the unicorn thought. "I must've really mucked up the story beyond compare! The Red Bull Luo Binghe is protecting the last unicorn scum?! Unconscionable! He should have driven me off the cliff by now!!"

#dont ask why binghe gets to be a human but sqq has to be a unicorn #maybe hes prince lir in this au actually wait omg that would be good #half human half red bull sxy was freakay #the unicorn turning human to disguise herself is obviously sqqs plant body allegory #binghe sniffing around the castle: where is shizun i can still smell him? suspiciously sqq shaped human: gulp #binghe's tragic backstory in this au i guess is that he meets shen qingqiunicorn as a kid and sqq can sense that hes half fae and so #takes him semi under his wing but is like a prick about it until binghes seal breaks and they find out that hes a red bull fae #and shen jiu stabs him into the ocean something something abyss he comes back gets adopted by haggard kills every unicorn by throwing them #into the ocean as well before picking off shen jiunicorn last. and then sy fucks it all up #it's been like a decade since i read the book sorry #svsss #scumbag self saving system #scum villain's self saving system #bingqiu #shen qingqiu #sqq #lbh #luo binghe #my art #svsss last unicorn au

[ghouljams]

I'm pretty sure I'm ovulating rn but I cannot get Keegan and angel's mutual breeding kink outta my head ik those mf be going AT IT its probably so fucking messy too (sorry if this is tmi ghoul)

"Where do you want it baby?" Keegan pants against your lips, "Inside?" You nod, whimpering when he fucks you harder, faster. "Yeah you do, inside, always inside. Tell me why, angel."

"Want you to knock me up," you mumble, more shy in the heat of the moment than when you were teasing him an hour ago.

"Mm, that's right angel," Keegan hums, he shudders when you clench around his cock. His hips actually stop, and you worry he's cum, his breath panting heavily as he rests his forehead against yours. No, he's trying to stop himself from cumming, something that won't stand. You push your fingers through his hair to pull his head back and he laughs, a deep breathless chuckle. "Getting desperate, eh love?"

"Keegan," you try to sound serious, but the way he rolls his hips makes your back arch. He hums, waiting for you to try and open your mouth again, letting your fingers tighten in his hair, as he fucks his cock into you as slow and torturous as he ever has.

"Filled up this pretty pussy once today already, fuck I love seeing you like this. Mindless little breeder in heat for her man," he turns to kiss your forearm, fucking you harder when you squeak out half a syllable, "Should keep you pregnant all the time, so you dont have to keep begging me to breed you."

"Keegan," you plead.

"Listen to you, using my name like it belongs to you," he clicks his tongue, "say it again angel, beg me to breed you."

"Fuck," you sob when he picks up to his brutalizing pace again, his cock driving into you hard and deep. His hand slips between you, fingers playing with your clit to make it just that much harder to string a thought together. "Keegan please," you dig your nails into his shoulders, you want this, it's an easy thing to ask for, "breed me, fill me up, make me a mum."

Oh it's exactly what both of you want, and it makes him growl, makes him dig his teeth into your neck with a staccato, "mine" before he does exactly as you ask. Keegan groans low in the back of his throat as you cum around his cock, his hips stilling as he fills you with ropes of hot cum. You don't have to say it, you both hope this is the time it sticks.

#cod x reader #x reader #keegan ghosts #keegan x reader #keegan russ #cod keegan #keegan p russ #keegan russ x reader #fae!keegan #f!reader #mdni #angel is absolutely the one following keegan around and asking for another kid #she looks at the space in the corner of their room and sighs #keegan: whats wrong #angel: just thinking about how well a crib would fit there #keegan is already takjng his pants off

[can-of-slorgs]

*japanese funky nightcore cover music in the background*

#They're making me publish this agaisnt my will #I'm not putting this up in the neoart tag at all #neopets #neotag #dr sloth #i guess?? #I.................. I have no excuse for this..... thing........ #there goes my neoblog #so beautiful until now #oh well JHSDK #it was so stupidly difficult to put headphoens on his head HJSADKF #I managed but.......... yeah #i guess it serves for not leaving this blog abandoned???? im so stupidly slow with both art and writing #vin memes #i refuse to put the vin doods tag in these HJDFJJSD #anyway yeah those are fae wocky headphones what about them #im not even gonna establish context to this just think of it whatever #thats it im out of here

[hawkinsbnbg]

Steve Harrington was a dragon.

Once upon a time, he would kidnap a princess, imprison her in his tower, guard the said tower, and await his doom delivered by a knight in shining armor.

But this wasn't that kind of fairy tale. No, in this story, Steve and the princess were friends. Her lover was a fae who was his platonic soulmate, and the knight in shining armor was his brother in arms.

Still, no one, even Steve himself, foreseen it when a handsome mercenary arrived at his tower and stole his heart.

Steve never felt so adored in his long and boring life, but Edwyn "Eddie" Munson managed to do the impossible.

The man was good with his words, even better with his fingers when he scratched the itchy spots beneath Steve's scales and drew runes of protection and love on Steve's human body.

Eddie was also an attentive lover who brought Steve sparkly gifts every time he visited the tower.

In turn, Steve let the mercenary ride on his back in their adventures, let the man guide him to wherever he was pleased, and let himself be consumed in the amorous looks Eddie would give him when the man thought he didn't notice.

Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan had been suspicious at first about Eddie's true motive. They worried that the mercenary would betray Steve because, despite his peaceful nature, Steve was the most powerful of his kind. And frankly, many had hunted him throughout his life given that even a piece of his scales cost a fortune in black markets.

Their concern was warranted, Steve supposed, but he trusted Eddie to not do him harm. Yet, sometimes, when Steve couldn't sleep at night, he would think about the worst and decide that if Eddie asked, he would give the man everything.

After all, Eddie already had his heart.

In the end, Eddie only asked of him a vial of his blood to cure Wayne's illness.

The day the truth came out was when Eddie approached him and stated that his uncle couldn't wait any longer.

Steve could see the desperation and hope in those chocolate eyes that he so loved, and knew for certain that Eddie wouldn't fight him but would be on his knees and beg until he agreed to help.

Before things could go any worse, Steve decided to take the matter into his own hands. Literally.

"So you had approached me because of my blood," Steve smiled wryly at the sting of the betrayal as he let Eddie dress the gash on his forearm. They both knew the cut would heal in a few minutes, but Steve didn't turn down Eddie's help. Couldn't.

"You should know that I didn't only have your blood in mind," Eddie fastened the bandage's knot securely.

"What? Are you asking for my organs next?" Steve huffed out a bitter laugh. "I heard they're quite useful ingredients for rituals and potions."

"No," Eddie met his eyes calmly and guided Steve's hand to rest on his chest. "Please listen to the song of my heart and do know that it is never a lie when I say this: I've been wanting all of you for myself since I first laid eyes on you."

Steve blinked rapidly in bewilderment and awe. Every dragon had an innate talent, and Steve's was the ability to see only the truth.

Thus, when Eddie opened himself up so freely like that, Steve could also see the man's deepest desire. And what he saw made him blush terribly. This man was truly hopeless.

"You never do anything in half, do you?" Steve snorted.

"Once Uncle Wayne gets better, I will return to the tower and never leave your side again," Eddie held his hand tightly as if fearing he would take it back and peppered feathery kisses on his knuckles.

Those words sung true to Steve's heart. Yet, he also sensed the wordless yearning from his lover. There was only one way, wasn't it?

"I'll go with you, then. I think it's time for you to introduce me to your family."

"Are you sure?"

Looking at Eddie's hopeful eyes, Steve leaned in to kiss the love of his life soundly.

"As sure as gold."

They both chuckled fondly at the memory together. After all, the first thing Eddie had given him upon their meeting was a sparkling bar of gold.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #dragon steve #mercenary eddie #princess nancy #fae robin #knight jonathan #steve: *sniffs disdainfully at the mercenary standing below* what are you doing here at my tower? #eddie: i'm edwyn munson and i'd like to be friends with you. #steve: as if I would– #eddie: *takes out a bar of gold* is this enough? #steve: *already mesmerized by the sparkly thing* ... well it's not so bad. i can see we're going to be good friends sir munson. #robin & nancy & jonathan: *gasps* what a cunning man! #sionewrites

[trollmaiden]

“Where have all the good women gone?”

Idk man have you checked the abandoned wells?

#women love wells #fairytales #gremlincore #faerycore #trollcore #fairycore #fantasycore #faeries #faeposting #fae folk #goblincore

[ghost-bxrd]

Jason will be ecstatic when he finds out how Fae! Dick avenged him.

Hooo boy absolutely!

If we go with the “Dick knew the second Jason got resurrected” scenario, then it would probably happen after a nightmare where Jason has a panic attack about the Joker and Dick comfort him, telling him that it’s very hard for people to hurt others anymore when they’re currently spread over several acres of land as fertilizer for the trees. :)

Jason just kind of blue screens for a while until he realizes what Dick is trying to tell him and then he starts sobbing even harder and clinging to Dick, whispering thank-you-thank-you-thank-you over and over and over again.

Dick is very confused because?? “Little wing, did you truly think I’d let him walk away after what he did to you? If I hadn’t been on a time schedule i would have done worse.”

And Jason realizes that Dick is absolutely fucking terrifying but that’s ok. Dick promised years ago that he’d always protect and never hurt him. And Dick’s never broken a promise.

Ever.

#fae dick grayson #headcanons #the trees do not forget #the grass grows greener where joker died #eager to proclaim his death #dick does not understand why Jason is surprised #if Bruce wasn’t scheduled to arrive back at the manor any minute he’d have spent several more weeks torturing joker #hm well #it’s fine now because Jason is alive #and that’s all that matters #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #batfam #robin #if this was a red hood kind of situation Jason would have still been shocked #but it would have helped to make him go home too #so win win

[my-jokes-are-my-armour]

Little work of the night. Joey and Madeleine as the two spirits of the forest, creating worlds in their dance.

#the amazing devil #joey batey #madeleine hyland #scarlet scarlet #the blue furious boy #king and queen of the faes #my art #still not good but well this is a process 😅 #watercolor #colored pencils

[saint-nevermore]

Funguary Day 10 - Destroying Angel

a redraw of a design from last year!!

#fraizer draws #art #funguary #funguary2024 #fungus #mushroom #destroying angel #fungyn #fantasy #nevverse #creature design #semifae #fae #i ended up realising how behind i was and was like. Well i can draw aother tonight i have it in me to draw this beautiful shroom

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 185

No one could get into contact with Constantine. 

Now usually that wasn’t that big of a deal, the man constantly disappeared for a few days at a time doing something or other, but he’d been completely silent and unseen for months. Usually he’ll at least answer a call to tell them to fuck off or something. 

And they really need his expertise and are getting incredibly worried for their grumpy team member. Yes he’s an asshole, but he’s their asshole, y’know? And he has a habit of getting into Situations (sure he also usually gets out of them, but what if he didn’t this time?!) 

So they’re desperate. Kind of really desperate. Desperate enough to use the summoning sigil they found on his fridge. They’d checked it, multiple times, and it should summon the hellblazer. 

“You’re not Constantine.” . 

The white-haired teen in the circle yawned, stretching and blinking at them blandly with familiar blue eyes before sighing. “Actually I am,” he stuffed his hands into his hoodie as he looked down at the summoning circle. “Well, technically just one of the many Laughing Magicians currently in the Realms.” 

He gave a grin, looking more amused than annoyed. “Pretty much every one of us is in the Realms right now for family reunion lol. (Did he just say lol out loud??) So like, you’re gonna have to specify which of us you’re tryin’ to summon. Honestly perfect timing for me thanks, the fruitloop keeps flirting with John and it’s horrific so.” 

… That was probably their John, wasn’t it…

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #The Constantine Family exists for fucking over entities & manipulating luck #They adore this scrappy halfa who is doing the same with twice the feral #Danny: Yeah I’m like the changeling child that ended up in the middle of them and they just kept me for the laughs lol #Danny: I’m not allowed to join in the drinking competitions #Danny: Oh no it’s not a responsibility thing; alcohol doesn’t affect me and they say it’s cheating #Why Yes Vlad IS flirting with their Constantine #He’s started his redemption but let’s be honest he’s also a con-man & John is all for fucking over the rich #Danny is disgusted at how well they’re getting along and wanted to get away from their flirting while everyone else ribbed at em #Hence why when they all felt the summoning he decided to go #Well that and also for the laughs because he’s learning magic Undead Constantine style #”Fuckin 'ell yeah the family 'as a necromancer in 'he line again look a' 'im go!” (Lots of ghost & living people drunken cheering) #Danny only half fucking with people: Yeah I’m like their collective undead fae child lmao #danny fenton #john constantine

[betweenblackberrybranches]

What kinda wings do sun &moon have? Sun probably look pretty with the wings of a comet moth. Or wold that b more eclipse style?

Well it is weird, their wings kind of deflate when not used and when they are deflated they are just brown and more sturdy but when they inflate they look somewhat like this:

Moon has shimmering blue and purple ish wings that are kind of fuzzy, his are the smallest ones. They are extremly beautiful in my opinion!

Sun has orange yellow wings with dark spots and a bit of a golden shimmer to them in the right lighting. Also very pretty.

His majesty king eclipse has stunning red blue and yellow wings. Though dont tell him i said that i would never hear the end of it.. but yea his are the biggest wings and he seems to be very good at flying.

Oh man wings are so cool i wish i had them too i feel like barbie from fairytopia up in here. Do yall know how annoying it is to live here? All buildings are made for people who have wings, they dont have any fucking stairs here!

These are the butterflies i took inspiration from

The common blue is actually my favourite butterfly of all times since i was a kid, they are just so small and fast and pretty, though i have to say its name is way more funny in german because the term for common here is gemein so they are called Der gemeine Bläuling. But gemein also means mean which cracks me up every time. Like imagine you talk about an animal/plant/mushroom and then its just like yea this is "the mean red squirrel". Anyways i just think its funny to give moon the wings of the mean blue because jea he sure do be that

Ill stop rambeling now

#fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf eclipse #sundrop #moondrop #dca #daycare attendant #dcamv #fae au #my art #well anyways sure am happy that noone is sneaking up on me right now

[fckmebarnes]

Watching movie with Bucky. He is sitting normally on couch while you’re laying on his lap, the tip of his cock in your mouth and your tongue circling around it to keep him warm.

And maybe he puts a vibrator in you and it’s like a little competition who lasts longer. (We all know he wins)

-beefy Bucky lover

cockwarming him with your mouth ugh and he becomes a fiend for it because he loves the way your warm and wet mouth feels going down on him. and don’t get him started when he can’t control himself and he starts fucking your mouth with no remorse 😵‍💫 he also makes you touch yourself while sucking his cock but he tells you to never come without his permission

“that’s it baby, fuck - taking daddy’s cock in her mouth so fuckin’ well…”

and we do know he wins but…he lets you think you’ve won before he’s giving you three more fucking orgasms <3

#fae asks. #beefy bucky lover anon #also hiiii i hope ur well 🥹 #bucky barnes #bucky barns imagine #bucky barns x reader #bucky barns x y/n #bucky barns fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #fae bucky blurbs

[teddyhoneybear]

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮.

Part 2 of this post

*No backgrounds or illustrations used in this collage are mine*

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#this turned out differently than i expected lol #i didn't mean for it to look like a teenage fashion magazine #well... #acotar #this doesn't feel fae enough to me😭 #can you see the little ear i photoshoped on Elain lol #lucien vanserra #elain archeron #elucien #pro elucien #acotar series #pro lucien vanserra #elain x lucien #pro elain #acotar elain #day court #day court aesthetic #lucien x elain #elain acotar #lucien and elain #lucien acotar #pro lucien #fated mates #mates #elucien moodboard #acotar moodboard #hm this is more of a collage than a moodboard oops

[ghouljams]

not to be a slut but what if price tapped witch?

:)

"Why don't we just wipe her and try again?" Gaz asks, already on his feet and moving towards you with an efficiency you haven't seen in years. You try not to be intimidated by the threat. Price wouldn't let anything happen to you, at least you don’t think he would. You trust him, and he must trust Gaz or he wouldn't have brought him. So you’re doing your best to trust Gaz as well.

"Not a good-" Price's words are cut short by Gaz's fingers pressing against your forehead with a soft tap before you can even think to swat his hand away. Price shoots to his feet almost as quickly as you feel the pierce of wild magic sliding through your brain. A jagged knife pushing home between the hemispheres of your brain, snapping synapses and tearing tissue. Your eyes go wide as agony sweeps over you.

"Price?" You don't know what you mean to say after that, or even what your intentions with it were in the first place. The sharp block of fae magic sits menacingly between your thoughts, pushing out everything else with increasingly painful precision. When you look at Price for help you taste blood, feel tears spill down your cheeks. Price's face contorts into something akin to panic as he reaches for you.

The two fae are snapped from your home, your wards identifying and expelling the threats as you stumble to your feet. You can't make your eyes focus on anything but the bright crimson blood that coats your fingertips as you draw them away from your lips. Your nose is bleeding.

Price pounds on the door, yelling for you. You do your best to ignore it and drag yourself to your kitchen, hands shaking and breaths shallow as you open your apothecary cabinet. You grab- no you- you can't remember what you're supposed to grab in this situation. The pain is starting to make it hard to think, and your vision won't clear enough to read the scrawled labels on the bottles in front of you. 

"Let me in Sweetheart," Price calls through your door, "please let me in," his voice sounds as desperate as the bang of his fist against the wood, "I can fix this, please."

You can fix this too. You're sure you know how to fix this. You just cant- you can't recall it. You grip your head with a whine, dig your fingers against your hairline as pain shoots against the back of your eye. You need a proxy. You need something to take this pain so you can think about how to get the twisting knife out of your skull.

You try to open the large drawer in the middle of the cabinet and find it stuck. You jiggle the handle to try and coax it open, tugging blindly at the drawer. There’s poppets in there, raw materials, you’re sure- you’re sure if- fuck you’re not-

You press your shaking hands to your eyes, clawing at your head to try and release some of the pressure. It feels like your skull is about to explode. You try not to scream in pained frustration. Everything is too much. Too bright and searing. You’re losing parts of your brain as quickly as you can remember them. You feel like a cup being poured out, the profound loss of yourself a threatening undercurrent to the pain. 

You need this -whatever it is- out of you. You try to remember your spells, your magic, the things your mother and grandmother have drilled into you since you were small. You don’t have time to think (couldn’t hope to anyway) you can only rely on the instinct that’s been nurtured in you.

You are raw unfiltered magic, built on generations of magical blood. It courses through your veins like a guiding compass and forces you forward, self preservation and adrenaline carrying you when your feet don't want to. The pounding. The pounding on the door. It's like a never ending drum beat, tattooing itself over your eardrums. There's someone very insistent at your door. A proxy, your ancestors whisper to you.

You rip the door open, grab the face of the man banging on it, and press. Press all the pain out of your body and into him, push the knife out of your skull and drive it as deep as you can into him until it doesn't hurt anymore, until you don't feel anything anymore. And he lets you. Whoever he is, he lets you pour the invading magic into him, his hand tight around your wrist as you do, holding you steady. He catches you around your waist when the adrenaline leaves you in a rush, and your legs can't support you anymore, holds you tight to his chest and murmurs soft kindnesses to you. You're not sure why when you've surely given him every painful reason to spit and curse at you. 

"It's alright Sugar, it's- Christ what took you so long, I thought-" He presses his lips to your forehead, wiping away the last of whatever invading force was putting you through hell. 

“Price I-” There’s another person here, you flinch away from his voice.

“Save it, you didn’t know.” Price, that’s a familiar name, cuts him off. Price crouches, adjusts his hold on you and slips an arm under your knees to lift you. “Witches are a rare breed,” He grunts, bouncing you a little in his hold to coax you to hang on, “and even if we didn’t mix like oil and water this one’s warded to hell and back.”

“Generational,” You mumble, trying to deepen your breathing, eyes squeezed shut against the sunlight.

“You comin’ back to me already, Sweetheart?” Price murmurs, there’s something rumbly and comforting in his chest. It makes you feel safe and held. You hum, not sure what he’s talking about. He smells good, cool like the winter breeze, after the horrible burning it’s a nice change. Price is mumbling something to himself, the rumbling starting to peter off as he does. That’s alright, it’s done its job leading you towards sleep. You’re jostled back to wakefulness with a few purposeful bounces. “You want me to put you to bed?” He asks softly, you think that’s a funny question considering he’s already trying to put you to sleep.

“Please.”

“Atta girl,” You feel when he passes through the threshold into your home. The wards raised and poised to attack the magic that had threatened their owner. You wish they wouldn’t bother you when you’re so worn out. That seems to work well enough for them to settle, humming in annoyance as Price carries you through the little archway separating the bedrooms from the main room of the house.

You’re set on a soft surface, your bed you think, and Price’s hands leave you to let you cuddle into your pillows. You open your eyes as he pulls the curtains over your window. The dim light makes you feel soft and selfish, reaching a hand toward him as he turns. He catches your fingers with his own, crouching to meet your eyes. He kisses the tips of your fingers, your knuckles, he looks… regretful. His brows are drawn and his smile doesn’t reach the soft look in his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” You wonder how many people have heard him say that, something soft and warm settles between your ribs. You pull at his grip, push your cheek against his rough palm. He lets out a pained noise and draws back, “I can’t, Gaz and I-”

“S’okay,” You sigh and close your eyes again, pulling a pillow under your aching head, you’re starting to feel a little more yourself, “I’ll be here.”

“I know,” His fingers brush your hair from your face, “I’ll be back.”

You smile when his fingers don’t leave, tracing your features lightly, reverently, “I know.”

#1fae1 #oc: Witch #fae!Price #fae!Gaz #captain john price #john price #john price x reader #john price x oc #x oc #cod x oc #captain price #captain price x reader #captain price x oc #oh sorry did we forget that this is a horror #tw memory loss #tw head trauma #Gaz you are unfamiliar magic and wild magic already doesn't mix well with human magic #Price and Witch's magic has sort of reached an understanding #they're gentle with each other