#Doefoot

[aquatic-batt]

Falconbreeze (they/them) is SkyClan’s current deputy. they are black with white and orange markings based on a bat falcon. I don’t have much on them unfortunately other than them being Oriolestar’s best friend and willingness to go along with Oriolestar’s plans to protect ShadowClan

Oriolestar (they/them) is the current leader of SkyClan. they are yellow with black markings similar to a yellow oriole. having grown up learning the importance of all five Clans, how ShadowClan had given SkyClan a place for them to stay among the Clans, and a personal experience as an apprentice where a warrior of ShadowClan (possibly Brightstar (he/him)) had saved their life, Oriolestar adamantly believes in ShadowClan’s right to live among the Clans and is willing to risk it all for them. after ShadowClan’s exile, Oriolestar immediately offered to provide them with shelter within their territory and anything else they needed to survive no matter the risks. unfortunately, SkyClan was eventually caught and exiled, but Oriolestar kept their head strong and worked hard to try and pull the Clans back together.

Redwing (he/him) is a warrior of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to that of a red winged blackbird. he is Brightstar’s mate, and helps keep him sane as he struggles to keep it all together during ShadowClan’s exile.

Spiderweb (he/him) is the current medicine cat of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to a golden orb weaver spider. he is mentor to Magpiepaw (they/them, later Magpiecall) and is fascinated by their ability to communicate with a magpie, choosing to encourage it as it must be a sign from StarClan that they were meant to be a medicine cat

Frogthroat (they/them) is a recently made warrior of ShadowClan with half-WindClan blood. they are Rabbitheart (she/her)’s sibling, and have marks similar to them, although mimicking a milk frog. they are mute, and often communicate through tapping and/or paw symbolism. they become mentor to Jaypaw (they/them, later Jaythroat), and are very patient with them and their anxiety about battling, choosing to focus on hunting first. during the battle to exile ShadowClan, they take one of Wolfstar’s lives, leading the rest of the Clans to become enraged with them. they were immediately captured in battle and disemboweled by Stormeye (she/her), with their flesh later used as fresh-kill, fur as bedding for Saltstar and Wolfstar, and bones as decoration by both respective leaders.

Hareleap (he/him) is the former deputy of WindClan and a current warrior of ShadowClan. he has markings similar to a hare. he was mate to Toadstool (she/her), but after he had their kits Frogkit (later Frogthroat) and Rabbitkit (later Rabbitheart), he was forced to give them away and cut ties with Toadstool because of WindClan’s heavily religious nature. he agreed to this for awhile because he had a lot of guilt around being a disloyal WindClan cat who disappointed StarClan, but as he watched his kits grow from the sidelines, he had begun to regret leaving Toadstool and wanted to be with his family regardless of what StarClan thought. after ShadowClan was exiled, Hareleap made his decision to leave WindClan to be with his family, no longer caring what StarClan thought of him.

Lionspark (he/him) is a warrior of ThunderClan. he has markings similar to a lion. I don’t have much more for him unfortunately, but I was considering making him or his brother Honeytiger (he/him) Otterstrike’s (she/her) mate.

Buckhop (she/her) is a warrior of WindClan with markings similar to a white tailed deer. I don’t have more info on her outside of her being Doefoot’s mate.

Doefoot (he/him) is a warrior of WindClan with markings similar to a roe deer. I don’t have more info on him outside of him being Buckhop’s mate.

#weeee second batch #I hope to get the third batch done maybe like…next week #Falconbreeze #Oriolestar #Redwing #Spiderweb #Frogthroat #Hareleap #Lionspark #Buckhop #Doefoot #Jutlin’s characters #ocs #warriors #cats #casting shadows #references #wing prints

[lotus-clan]

LotusClan Year 11

Newleaf

Rushpaw, Quailpaw, and Frondpaw all receive their warrior names of Rushfall, Quailwatcher, and Frondshade.

Rosemaryfur retires from his position as deputy. Guststar chooses Swiftheart as her new deputy.

Abyssclaw wishes to join the elders. The Clan honors all of her service.

Dawnpaw purrs with pride as she feels the joy of her Clanmates wash over her. Guststar looks down on her, purring, as she names her Dawnwatcher.

Greenleaf

Beaverheart knows she will always love Spotjay, but has decided it is time for her to move on.

Leaf-fall

Sneezefeather is caught by Goldfur and Beamleap touching noses with a rogue. Sneezefeather denies it, claiming it was just an old friend of hers.

Shiningtuft announces that she and Rosemaryfur are expecting kits again. The Clan is excited, but worries due to her older age.

While gathering herbs, Applecall was swept out to sea. Sedgeswoop leaped in and managed to save her, but was swept out to sea and drowned.

Guststar proudly calls a Clan meeting to honor Cloverpeak’s service to the Clan. He retires peacefully to the elders' den.

Leafbare

In the nursery, Shiningtuft and Rosemaryfur welcome a single tom-kit who they name Flowerkit.

While on patrol, Minnowstripe and Swiftheart find a young rogue tom who asks to join their Clan. His name is Chive, and once they bring him back, they learn this is the rogue Sneezefeather was caught touching noses with. It’s revealed that Chive, now known as Chivepatch and Sneezefeather are mates.

Doefoot was poisoned by a sea creature and died.

#lotusclan #lotusclan events #lotusclan year eleven #clan gen #clangen #warrior cats #warrior cats clangen #erin hunter warriors

[lovesickbrat]

the nyx fat lip drip smells soso good but i feel like the applicator never picks up enough ykk

also i didn't know it was a plumper so when i first bought it i thought it was just like spicy mango scented or something 😭😭

omg YEA i dont like the massive doefoot like i love a doe foot but not that big its just gloopy and spills everywhereeee

and u musta got the new ones bc the ones i have arent plumping 😭 i got mine when they first dropped

#ask.pdf

[nlghtcioud]

One morning, Mothball hurries over to Scorchtail, and reports that he indeed had a dream, about a tall tree growing near some abandoned twoleg junk. Convinced he knows where to go, the to go on a journey through twoleg place.

As light snow falls around them, the two cats begin their journey, leaving the others in camp without their leader and healer.

And it seems they chose the worst moment, as Sootcloud has a stomach ache. Rosewhisker seems awfully worried about his mate, and decides to spend the night with her.

In the middle of the night, Sootcloud rustles awake. She lets out a groan.

"What's wrong?" Rosewhisker asks

Sootcloud's claws dig into the ground. "Pain...Can you get me some water?"

Rosewhisker nodded and quickly left the den to find something for her. He takes some moss over to the pond and soaks it, then quickly returns to camp.

When he gets back he drops the moss in shock. Around Sootcloud, four little bundles are sitting. It appears that she had kits without either of them noticing she was pregnant!

When Scorchtail and Mothball get back, they're sure to be in for a shock!

But right now, the two of them have found the three from Mothball's vision.

"This is it, I'm sure of it." Mothball stood proudly before the tree.

"Alright..." It was pretty, but Scorchtail didn't feel anything particularly...StarClanny about this place.

As the sun went down, she still didn't notice much. But still, she decided they should approach it before settling down for the night.

Mothball hurried on ahead, sniffing at the tree before sitting down. He wobbled, and fell over.

"Mothball!" Scorchtail yowled. He seemed to have fainted, and when she approached the tree, she fell over as well, feeling an overwhelming sense of sleep wash over her.

In front of them was a starry field. Scorchtail blinked, recognizing this place from her last dream. It was StarClan territory alright. The only difference was, Mothball was here with her.

He opened his mouth to ask where they were, but the sight of a starry cat shut him up. "Greetings, Scorchtail, Mothball." Russetflight said. "You walk amongst friends in StarClan."

Mothball's eyes widened, but he remained quiet. More Starry cats of many shapes, sizes, and color appeared from the starry mist around them. Some of them Scorchtail recognized from her old Clan, some were strangers. There were nine in total. Russetflight motioned Scorchtail over, and as she stood before her warrior ancestors, she spoke. "Scorchtail, you have served StarClans' ways and brought cats together to create a new Clan. For your work, we hereby name you the leader of ScorchClan, and will grant you your nine lives."

Scorchtail's eyes widened as Russetflight leaned down and touched her muzzle to her forehead.

"With this life I grant you Faith. Use it well to serve the code, and your Clan." Russetflight said, then stood back.

Another cat took her place. A small tom, who must have been an apprentice in life. She did not recognize him. "My name is Volepaw. I used to be a ThunderClan cat. I'm here to give you the life of Determination. use it well to make decisions for your Clan."

The next cat was a familiar face and Scorchtail gasped. "Mother..."

Toadskip, her mother, stepped forward. "Scorchtail, my daughter, I'm so proud of you. With this life I grant you Compassion. May you use it to treat all your Clanmates like your own kin."

Her mother stepped back, replaced with a WindClan cat whom she only knew in passing, the deputy Yewstep. "With this life, I grant you Loyalty. Always put your Clan first, no matter what."

Doefoot, a ShadowClan elder who passed before the destruction, stepped forward next. "With this life I grant you Honor. Always be noble and treat even your enemies with the respect that the warrior code allows."

"With this life, I grant you Unity." The next cat was RiverClan's old healer, Maplefeather. "May it serve you and keep your Clan together for endless moons to come."

Another cat stepped forward, an orange tabby tom she recognized as a ThunderClan cat named Robintalon. "With this life I give you Survival. Use it well, your Clan has many trials yet to come."

A bubbly RiverClan she-cat named Minnowleaf was next. "With this life, I grant you Honesty. Use it to grant your Clan peace and closeness." The last cat stepped forward and Scorchtail recognized her old leader, Emberstar. "With this life, I grant you Insight. Use it well to make the best decisions you can for the sake of your Clan." He smiled down at her. "I hail you by your new name, Scorchstar. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of ScorchClan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity." The burning sensation of lives coming into her faded, as did the StarClan cats in front of her. The real world came back into view.

"Hey, did you dream about all those StarClan cats, too?" Mothball asked. Scorchstar nodded her head. "Well, I guess I should call you Scorchstar now, huh? Come on, we ought to get back home."

#Scorchtail Challenge #sims 3 warriors #warrior cats

[katnextdoor]

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[sweetscduction]

Maddock & Baby.

@nymphcts​

The evening air drifted through the open windows of the stable, light birdsong trailing across the subtle breeze. The bay gelding in front of him shifted restlessly, shaking his head in impatience. “Aye, you’re alright boy,” Maddock muttered, working the leather straps of his saddle free from his underbelly. “I’m almost done here then it’s out to pasture for you.” Basic stablehand duties were perhaps below Nathan’s station, but whenever a stablehand begged off a break, it was hard to turn down the work. It brought him back to childhood, the crisp smell of hay and the simple providing for an animal. The only things missing were a few large hounds running underfoot and his younger sister teasing him. 

He hung the tack back up in its place and grabbed onto the gelding’s lead. The horse eagerly walked beside him, clearly ready to run and graze. A figure made him halt before he could leave the stable, causing the horse to whinny frustratedly. “Miss Doefoot. I’m afraid all the horses are out to pasture, if you wish to ride you’ll have to come back later, they need their rest.” 

Maddock kept his tone formal, although Dominance threatened to creep through. She had always made him uncomfortable, a young and pretty thing who was all too aware of her affect on people. Nearly twenty years laid between them and yet that wasn’t enough to quell the tension in his body. In fact, it sometimes seemed to liven it. Clearing his throat, he muttered, “Now if you’ll excuse me,” and moved to get past her. 

#nathan maddock #nathan: baby #nathan: para #baby doefoot

[lupusrcx]

@nymphcts​ + @infernusvacua​ // raph + bunny + adonis

He’d been thinking about them since the night of the fire, how could he not have? He’d seen Bunny at the party he’d thrown, more beautiful than he could bear to witness in her fairy tale dress and with flowers in her hair, and he’d seen Adonis as well ... donning the clothing of a prince but looking for the world like anything but. He hadn’t managed to approach either one of them but he knew that Baby had had a run-in of her own with the older brother she’d never met until then, and ... somewhere, deep down in his cold, frigid heart, Raphael had felt something like guilt. In a spur of the moment decision, he had been the one to invite Bunny and Adonis to his estate, and yet it had been nearly two months since their arrival and he’d yet to so much as say hello to them. Sure, he’d provided them with a beautiful penthouse suite, second only to the likes of the one that he shared with Tatiana and Baby and Sophia Wren’s lavish quarters, but every time he’d thought of inviting them out to dinner or for a tour of the gardens, he’d found ... a thousand different reasons to claim that it wasn’t possible. He was busy, he had too much on his plate as it was ... all of this was true, of course, but he couldn’t just avoid them forever.

And what if he had lost them in the fire? What if they’d perished without him ever getting to properly know either one of them? Adonis he knew, yes, had grown up protecting and watching over him until that one awful day, but he had no idea how his younger brother was doing now, and ... if the seemingly endless receipts for alcohol being billed to the Deerling suite on a regular basis were anything to go by, he couldn’t have been doing all that well at all. Raphael was hardly a soft man, or an honorable one, but family had always been the most important thing in the world to him (right up there with global domination, of course) and he owed it to more than just Luca, Baby, Tatiana, and Camille to do his part as the patriarch of the Doefoot/Deerling clan.

Had the fire changed him? Was he turning over a new leaf? He couldn’t say for certain but it had brought him to where he was now, riding up through the elevator that would bring him directly to the penthouse he’d given to Bunny, Adonis, and Bunny’s bodyguard ... one Carter Blackthorn, quite a nice fellow, but a little too smart for Raphael’s liking. He’d brought ... gifts, too. Family photos, or what little of them that he had, and a few keepsakes that he’d been holding onto for Bunny that had once belonged to their mother, Faun Doefoot. For Adonis, he brought with him a stern speech about alcoholism and a list of treatment programs he’d had Camille do some research on. Straightening his blazer, and trying his best to calm his damn racing heart, he allowed the elevator to take him all the way up ... bringing him directly into the penthouse itself. 

“Afternoon,” he said as he cleared his throat, setting down the things he’d brought with him and crossing, and then uncrossing, his arms, looking around with an impatient tap of his foot for any sign of his two younger siblings. Jesus fuck, why hadn’t he brought Baby along with him? Or Tatiana, even, wasn’t she close to Bunny’s age? He’d just have to worry about Adonis fucking her then, because according to the people he’d been having keep an eye on his baby brother, he’d been doing a great deal of mingling with the onsite submissives. “Is---ah, is anyone around?” 

#rebel angel | raphael doefoot #threads. #bunny. #adonis. #// i hope this is okay friends!! <3

[kittcns124]

#tbt the first and LAST time i decided to be a brunette #blondeshavemorefun #daddyiscutetho 🥰

#.・゜゜・ ♡ ; only bought this dress so you could take it off ( vanity ) #🌺 ♥*♡∞:｡.｡ ; your face is dusted with golden sunlight and your eyes are full of stars ( baby doefoot ) #luca

[nhqgossip]

It's adorable how much Raphael cares for Baby.

"As twisted as that family dynamic is, there’s something about them that just tears at your heart, isn’t there?”

( @lupusrcx / @nymphcts )

#NHQKindnessCampaign

#nhqgossip #nhqkindness #raphael crossborne #baby doefoot #bumblebee answers

[lotus-clan]

LotusClan Year 8

Newleaf

Swiftpaw realized that she-cat doesn’t describe how he feels anymore.

Silkstar failed to interpret a warning sign from StarClan and lost his second life as a result.

A snake snuck into the camp, going straight for the apprentices. Spiketuft drives it off, but not before he is bitten by it and succumbs to the venom. LotusClan mourns his loss, and the Clan shares stories about him.

A kittypet leaves her litter of five kits with the Clan, claiming she can no longer care for them. Gustgoose takes them in, and names them Halfkit (she-cat), Echokit (she-cat), Larkkit (she-cat), Mothkit (she-cat), and Whisperkit (tom).

A bad case of greencough strikes, killing Egretwing and Jumplight.

Greenleaf

A fire breaks out in LotusClan’s camp. Silkstar goes back to rescue as many cats as he can, but is burnt alive. He loses all of his remaining lives, and travels to StarClan. Gustgoose succeeds him as leader, and does her best to help rebuild the camp. She chooses Rosemaryfur as the new deputy.

Halfpaw, Larkpaw, Mothpaw, and Whisperpaw are all made apprentices. They are mentored by Tulipfur, Pouncesight, Sedgeswoop, and Beamleap respectively. Echopaw does not wish to harm other cats, so she becomes a medicine cat and trains under Applecall.

Flintfall was seen arguing with a loner at the edge of LotusClan’s border. The cats suspect this was the mother of his kits.

Leaf-fall

Swiftpaw has finally received his warrior name: Swiftheart in honor of his bravery.

The next moon, Doepaw is named Doefoot, Tansypaw is named Tansyspark, and Goldpaw is named Goldfur.

The Clan honors Leafshade’s service, and he retires peacefully to the elders' den.

The Clan welcomes two new warriors: Minnowstripe and Wheatspeckle.

Leafbare

The Clan welcomes Halfpeak, Larksight, Whisperriver, and Mothtail as new warriors. Echopaw receives her medicine cat name of Echoburr.

Duskheart wanders out into the territory for a solo patrol. Later, she is found dead. The Clan mourns for her.

#lotusclan #lotusclan events #lotusclan year eight #warrior cats clangen #warrior cats #clangen #clan gen

[infernusvacua]

☼ oh holy golden sun ☼

These walls are caving in, you're paying for your sins over and then again. All within lurid lands, the gates are opening—you're melting in the sand.

(Alternative Link)

#nhqtask1 #as icarus loved the sun : adonis #as icarus loved the sun : aesthetic #as icarus loved the sun : visage #task #playlist #playlist 1 #never be loved til you've made your own : lailah #never know the top til you get too low : ramiel #oh son of a stepfather : howard deerling #find the wrong within the past : raphael crossborne #your eyes they shine so bright : baby doefoot #promises are nothing more than fleeting thoughts : bunny deerling #if you're afraid of falling then don't look down : rosalia fuentes

[diamondconfessions]

favorite brotps?

Baby and Ana make a quite formidable pair--perhaps opposites attract in the best of ways? I’m also keen on seeing more of Christian and Thomas’ close relationship; once you make friends in the NYPD, you make friends for life. The Chinese Triad has their own fair share of tight-knit relationships, but none that intrigue me quite as much as that of Taika and Henry. Henry’s gone to bat for Taika more than once in the past, but will things get shaken up now that the diamond war has officially begun? Catarina and Viktor also have a close and special relationship; I wonder if he’ll ever realize that her feelings aren’t entirely platonic?

( @babydoefoot ) / ( @akansuya47 ) / ( @christianvbennet ) / ( @tommymaddoxx ) / ( @taikalongwei ) / ( @henryxyoung ) / ( @volkovcatarina ) / ( @vikktorvalentina )

#tdrgossip #baby doefoot #ana kansuya #christian bennet #thomas maddox #taika longwei #henry young #catarina volkov #viktor valentina #ask #anonymous

[shqaesthetics]

♡ in which ceyla took the term ‘garden party’ way too literally and also decided to pay homage to the fact that her full name is just the word ‘deer’ three times over

#ceyla giselle doefoot

[kittcns]

@dvrklords​ ♡ ; sophia & lucien // a flashback thread

How many times had she told her father that a bodyguard wasn’t necessary? It hardly mattered that this was her first time ever visiting the human world; really, how much different could it have been from her home up above? After all, it wasn’t as if she’d truly never lived among the mortals. Once upon a time, almost a hundred years ago, she’d been an starving, squalling little urchin, all alone and utterly abandoned and at the mercy of an orphanage with not enough love, not enough food, not enough anything to go around. It might have taken nearly six years for her father to finally find her down there, covered and bruises and afraid of just about anything that happened to be bigger than her, but he’d wrapped her up in his warm, feathery embrace all the same, and had whisked her away to a world that she hadn’t even known existed until then...the celestial realm. There, Laurent Doefoot ruled among the Nephilim along with his soulmate and co-leader Melody, and they wasted no time in welcoming their long-lost daughter back home.

Still. Despite all of that - despite everything - it simply made no sense to Sophia that her father didn’t trust her capability to further her training as a healer among the humans on her own. The bodyguard that he’d assigned her - a werewolf alpha, nonetheless - was a mixture of frustrating and incorrigible; he was able to track her by scent alone, and so far it had proven to be nearly impossible to slip away from him unnoticed. There was that, and...well...a few other things that made it difficult for the Princess of Light to keep her distance from the lupine leader, but she figured that tonight - with the moon full, bright, and high up in the sky - would be the perfect opportunity to finally spend some time on her own. Ever since Noah had left her - ever since Noah had ripped her heart from her chest and tore it apart while still beating - Sophia had been unmoored, lost and anchorless in a vicious sea of unfathomable loss, pain, and torment. 

And she couldn’t bear another evening alone. Lucien was so ridiculously busy; as Head Alpha of the Werewolf Resistance (a charge that Sophia staunchly and fiercely supported), there seemed to be no end to the list of duties required of him, and when she...when she needed him, he never seemed to appear until right at the end of the night, after she’d spent the entirety of the day needy, pent up, and wanting. Thankfully, also due to the full moon, the guards that usually kept her tucked snugly away within the underground compound had been easy enough to distract, and for the first time in nearly a month, Sophia was walking the glittering streets of Paris at night all on her own, and not just because she was on her way to yet another healing lesson. 

The air was bright, fresh, and clear, and the breeze rolling off the river seine made the young angel want to un-glamor her white, downy-soft wings and take flight. There was a great deal that she didn’t understand about the human world - starting with the internet, and ending somewhere around electricity and public transportation - but there was something about the clarity of it all, the real and jagged rawness that shone through every bit as vividly as Heaven’s supposed perfection, that caused Sophia’s bruised and battered heart to race. There was danger in the air tonight, and she might not have been a wolf herself (hmph), but she could still smell it. 

And she wanted to taste it, too. “Bonsoir,” she said breathlessly, with a becoming flutter of her long, delicate eyelashes as she approached a group of older men standing outside of an illuminated night club; it was one that she had managed to sneak out and dance at only a few instances beneath Lucien’s control, but that had been more than enough times for her to understand the ‘full-service’ nature of the establishment. The men she stood in front of now were exactly the sort of garcons that she was looking for: tall, handsome, and most importantly, close to her father’s age. In the tiny, skintight dress she was wearing, she caught their attention instantly, and the heat of their combined gazes roaming up and down the length of her lush, curvy little frame caused her head to spin and her pulse to begin an anxious, desperate thrum at the vulnerable curve of her oh-so-tempting little throat. “S’il vous plait, je suis La Fleur - “ An all too fitting stage name for a butterfly-winged nymph who blossomed and bloomed like a desert rose. “- and I’d very much like to give each and one of you un tour de danse tonight. A lap dance, if you would, and en privé - in private, where nobody else will be able to see all of the wicked little things that I will beg you to do to me beneath the cloak of starlit darkness.” 

#🦋 ✿✼:*ﾟ:.｡..｡.:*･ﾟﾟ･* ; the warmth of the sun the brightness of a star and the very definition of magic → persephone ( sophia doefoot ) #.・゜゜・ ♡ ; there goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen ( threads ) #lucien #TAG TBA #.・゜゜・ ♡ ; all’s well that ends well to end up with you ( lovers )

[astralisgossip]

Mahina is absolutely adorable. Literal ray of sunshine!

“She’s able to put a smile on everyone’s faces, I’d wager. Except Aurora’s.”

( @ocean-eyesahq / @nymphcts )

#AHQKindnessCampaign Have something to say about a character or mun you appreciate? Message the gossip blog and let us know your thoughts!

#ahqgossip #bumblebee talks #mahina kekoa #aurora doefoot #Anonymous

[lupusrcx]

@deepstdesxres​

It’d been nearly a week since the fire and Raphael had done little more than scheme, bark out orders, and delve so deeply into his research that there were evenings where he’d retreat into his study and only Baby or Camille would be able to pull him out come morning. There was no time for sleep, or to eat---not when the kingdom he’d fucking built had suddenly come under attack. Luca understood, of course, as his right hand man and brother in all but blood, that the most important priority at present time was finding out who’d started the fire and why, and Raphael had decided to impress that upon Rosewood’s vast onsite security team as well.

Jett Payne was a good man, a dom that had worked at the estate for several years and had managed to earn Raphael’s trust---hardly an easy feat, of course. It wasn’t like the Head Dom to carry any amount of faith in anyone outside of his found family, but he wanted to believe that the staff members that had been around the longest would be loyal to the very end. After all, hadn’t he and Luca created a wonderful environment for their employees? With fucking health benefits to boot, and paid days off after Camille had so helpfully reminded them both that no worker should have ever had to clock in for a shift while they were quite literally throwing up blood.

With that in mind, Raphael had arranged for Jett to meet him in his study. Usually, Camille ensured that everything was kept neat and tidy, but the Head Dom hadn’t allowed her to do anything more than clear the endless cups of tea and coffee he was sustaining off of at this point, and so it had become nothing short of chaotic, papers, files, and scrawled notes that he’d written for himself throughout the night laying around haphazardly. Still, when a knock sounded at his door, he cleared his throat, adjusted his reading glasses on his nose, and called out in a clipped voice,” Come in, and shut the door behind you. We’ve got a lot to discuss.”

#threads. #jett. #rebel angel | raphael doefoot #fire tw #house fire tw #// let me know if this is ok love ^^