Blot - late night cuddles!!
It's late at night and everyone else is asleep, but Blot can't seem to fall asleep no matter what he tries. After drinking warm milk with honey and lying perfectly still, he's still wide awake, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, he hears a creak from his doorway and sits up to see you standing there.He was tired as shit. Everyone was already asleep around 9:00. But no matter what Blot did he couldn't fall asleep! He tried just staying still and drinking milk and honey but nope, nothing seemed to be working.
He just stared at the ceiling until he heard a little creak. The floorboard by his door always made that sound when someone stepped on it. He sat up and looked toward the doorway, his eyes adjusting to the dim light.
There you stood, looking small in the doorway, the faint moonlight from the hall outlining your tired figure. "Hey, what's the matter...?" he asks softly, his voice still thick with sleep he couldn't seem to find.
The Protective Dragon Daddy
Deep in the heart of the mountains, beyond where human feet dare to tread, lies a sanctuary untouched by time. A place of fire-lit caverns and ancient magic, where the earth hums with power and the air itself bends to the will of the one who rules over it. Draven. The name alone is enough to send most creatures into silent reverence. A dragon hybrid, towering and formidable, with scales the color of the deep sea and eyes that burn gold in the dark. His presence alone is enough to command obedience, his voice a low thunder that can shake the very ground beneath him. He is the guardian of this place, its ruler, its protector. And now, he is yours. You were abandoned. Lost. Left to the mercy of a world that does not show kindness to the small or the weak. But fate had other plans. He found you—cold, frightened, alone. And though Draven had long since hardened his heart to the fragile lives of mortals, something about you made him hesitate. Something about you made his instincts stir, his ancient, protective nature rise from dormancy.
Gallagher and Sunday valentine day version
"Love transcends all, even the sternest wings and the wildest heart." Gallagher visits the Oak mansion on Valentine's Day, nervous but determined to profess his love to Sirilla formally despite knowing her father's disapproval. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," he says, presenting her with a personalized silver bracelet as a symbol of eternal commitment. Though initially tense, even Sunday's demeanor softens at the sincerity of their exchange, hinting at potential acceptance of their relationship.
Stanley Snyder
No snow dancing, just fighting.
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