I Don’t Understand How The Hell You Write So Well, This Is Phenomenal!!! Will And Daegal’s Relationship

Yess! These all sound dead brill would love to read or write this.

18th Century Manners

I love Regency Romance, don’t get me wrong, it’s one of my all-time favourite genres, but I really feel like there are not enough people who appreciate the non-romance shenanigans that the rigid code of politeness in force in Approximate-Regency-Period England allows. Where are the stories about:

1. Someone accidentally wanders into the wrong social group without realizing it, Certain Things are never openly discussed, ergo two discreetly gay dudes have been effectively members of a smuggling operation for like 4 years without anyone noticing the misunderstanding. A Discreet Communication Carried For A Friend is a  Discreet Communication Carried For A Friend, after all. 

2. Elderly matriarch of large and successful family is discovered on her death to be the widow of the wrong Sir Henry, at no point did anyone notice because It’s Rude To Pry, entire family has been slavishly obeying the whims of a completely unrelated stranger for 30 years purely because she turned up and announced that she was Eccentric Uncle Henry’s widow. 

3. Trans dude makes his first foray out in male attire, meets a bunch of Lively Young Gentlemen while out drinking, they’re friends now, his entire made-up-on-the-spot backstory is accepted without question, nobody questions him for the next 50 years because he’s Lord So-and-so’s Dear Chum and therefore is just presumed to have been vetted at some point. Once or twice a Fellow Chum finds out, is mildly shocked, and then Never Speaks Of It Again Because One Does Not. 

4. Being a werewolf is HELL when it takes 2-3 hours to get dressed to socially acceptable standards and all the best parties are on full moon nights so people can see to drive home. 

5. Angry ex shows up to be poisonously sweet at a party, it is Literally Unthinkable to be so rude as to tell them to leave. 

6. All your friends are 100% down to help each other cover up a scandal. So far your friends-group has concealed 1 lesbian affair, 2 het affairs, smuggling, extortion, and 2 murders. 

7. Being an obnoxious old lady is super fun when everyone else is too polite to Sass You Back. You eventually find a stroppy young woman who drops even sicker burns than you do and adopt her as your heir. 

Sugary things all the way. If you give me an unlimited supply of crunchies, monster munch and maltesers I can conquer the world!

Buying so many writing snacks on my way home from work. I need biscuits and sugary things, no I don't want to be healthy, I want to be so sugar fueled that I write like Byron only he was fond of a different white powder that I don't want to try, also imagine me, a dorky idiot trying to buy drugs. They'd laugh at me and I'd get upset

I’m really enjoying learning about your ocs, they’re super cool! That last line is so great, I love it!

Evangeline’s London

The street was slick from the rain that had awoken her in the early hours of the morning. Filthy puddles collected at the edge of the road, the surface streaked rainbow from the oil dripping off the cabs as they splashed through them.

The smog swirled around her as she walked along, it never really faded, except for maybe in the summer, when the sun managed to break through the clouds and warm the city. But in the dead of winter, most days were dark, and they stayed dark all throughout the day, even at noon when the sun should have been shining through.

She brushed past people, the people were as gloomy as the city was, all dressed in heavy coats of dark colours, all greys and browns and blacks. Her dark green coat was the only colour as she cut through them. Other than the whispers between people and the squeaking wheels of the cabs, there was no sound on the streets. There wasn’t open conversation, people did not talk to each other as they walked, they murmured apologies if they bumped into people, and then continued on, heads down.

Most of the people wore something to cover their mouths, no one wanted to breathe in the foul-smelling smog, it made people cough and wheeze. Evangeline had wound her scarf around her face, over her mouth and nose, and she wasn’t the only one to do that, a lot of the other people did it too. When it got too hot for her to wear a scarf then she’d wear a veil, the scarf did a better job of filtering out the smell and taste of the air, but it was uncomfortable.

It wasn’t a short walk to work, nearly an hour, weaving through the people and hurrying across the busy roads, everyone always seemed to have a place to be, somewhere that they were going to, and not all of them had regard for others, and Evangeline found herself jostled, she was stronger than she looked though and she didn’t stumble as she simply carried on walking, knocking them out of her way.

She didn’t like the trains, didn’t like the heaving crowds that poured in and out of the underground stations. And besides, she didn’t mind walking to work, she could stop off for breakfast and coffee at the small café not too far from the office, ducking in for a quick cup of black coffee and whatever pastries that they had available for the day.

London didn’t stop. It didn’t ever stop. There was always something being done, and there was always a job to do. There were always crimes for her to investigate and solve, criminals to chase down and to stop. London was a city that was full of life, teeming with it. It was like there was a wheel, turning, pushing London on and on, no matter what horrific story was splashed on the front page of the newspaper: ‘Man murdered in Covent Garden, police searching for masked man’, according to the man selling them on the corner of the street at least.

It was a dark and dreary city, all greys and browns and blacks, and it was so alive.

This looks gorgeous!

Perhaps. A lady never tells.

Vale: We’re not gonna burn it

Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything

Really important to remember that black lives have intrinsic value and that needs to be respected.

Black people do not have to be exceptional for their right to life!!!!

Repeat after me:

Black people do not have to be exceptional for their right to life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Go Ethiopia!

Source: https://www.lonelyplanet.com/news/2019/08/02/ethiopia-tree-planting/

Ooh this is cool! And for sure counts as evil, you’re on the way up in the villain stakes, at the moment I think you’re a local nuisance villain but you’re stepping it up.

Kissing prompt #2 with Silver x Kai because it's Sunday

“Can I kiss you?” Kai tried to not snort too derisively. “Have you never been curious about kissing a Fae? How… narrowminded? I thought that you would be more adventurous than that. Keep it in the species? Oh, that would make miss Winters is the exception.” Kai turned to snap at him but stopped short, lips parted to bitterly spit out some pithy remark, but it died on his tongue.

Kai had some protection against Fae, due to his inherent nature as a dragon, and a noble born one at that, glamours could be cut through, a warm knife through butter. Most of the time. Sometimes he was caught off guard and he found himself swept up in the flow of a narrative, and even though he knew that it was all a story, he couldn’t get himself out of the current he was drowning within.

He was beginning to see why Irene was always so tense around Silver.

She was steeling herself against the man’s powers.

Something Kai was beginning to wish he knew how to do.

“Has the cat got your tongue?” Silver asked, he smirked and tilted his head ever so slightly, lavender hair catching the light and seemed to be threaded with gossamer. He slowly blinked his golden eyes, the pupils were wider than normal, something only usually seen in Silver at the end of a very long party with plenty of liquor, or when he chose to turn his eyes to a new prey.

“Shut up.” Kai forced out between gritted teeth, the small voice at the back of his head, that he wished he could gag, wished that Silver keep talking with that low, stroking, purring voice, in tones not unlike music.

Silver pouted. He flicked the tip of his tongue out to wet his lips and Kai swallowed thickly, the tension in his spine intensified and it was hard to not move toward Silver and take him in his arms and kiss him and-

Kai screwed his eyes shut and took a shaky breath, trying to breath deeply, but his lungs failed him.

“Did I touch a nerve, my dear prince?”

“I said shut up.” Kai opened his eyes again and managed a small reprieve when Silver took a slight step back, mildly alarmed by the red glow that Kai’s eyes had taken on. “You are a disgusting creature. I can tolerate working with the Fae, I can accept that we need to find a way to live in harmony, but I will never tolerate the way that you try to use people like they are nothing but your playthings.”

“They enjoy being my playthings. Believe me, I ensure that each and every one of them enjoys it.” He paused, and then. “I’d make sure that you enjoyed every moment that you would spend in my bed. We don’t even have to use the bed, if you prefer.” Kai would have hit him, he wanted to know what that flawless skin felt like under his…

No. He refused to allow himself to be drawn in by this creature.

He swallowed again and the red faded out of his eyes, like dying embers.

“So, can I?” Silver asked, taking another step forward.

“Can you what?” Kai sneered.

“Can I kiss you? I have never kissed a dragon before.”

“I will not be a notch in your bed post.”

“Oh, dear prince, we could be so much more than that.”

Does this continue to add to me being evil? First I start killing off everyone, and now I wont let anyone get a kiss.

Kai would be so miffed! He was saving those for a special occasion.

Irene: [tries to create a sense of calm by lighting incense, only to find out that the sticks were actually sparklers]

Irene: This is actually painfully on-brand for me.

Super adorable! I just love them as a couple they’re perfect for each other. This was really cool. Thanks.

Hey, can you do Irene and Kai for the ship ask thing? Thanks

Irene wakes up first but it's because she's a restless sleeper and she goes back to sleep pretty soon after. Kai still there and breathing? Good. Back to bed.

Irene but she usually don't mean to, it just happens.

Irene teases Kai for being a snob, Kai teases Irene for her taste in literature (he approves, it just makes her flush whe he mentions Sherlock Holmes around her and Vale)

Kai makes Irene tea, gives her a snack, kisses her forehead and leaves her alone to read. Maybe also wraps a blanket around her. Irene makes Kai comfort food, probably goes down tto China Town so that she can get proper ingredients and they cook it together, but she surprises him with all the stuff to do it and probably preps all of the ingredients, he's a better cook than she is so she let's him take over after that.

I don't think either of them are the kind to say sorry, or really the kind to have petty arguments. Either they are arguing for a good reason, and it's more of a debate with a clear winner and loser, and the loser gradually concedes defeat and admits that they were wrong or its just 'I told you to replace the milk when you finish it.'

'Yeah well I told you not to run the hot tap whilst I was in the shower!' not real arguments just good hearted bickering.

Kai 100% but he will deny it until he's blue (haha) in the face

Splashing through the puddles, kissing underneath an umbrella or awning, and snuggling up to watch the rain out of the windows with big mugs of tea and a plate of cookies

Dumb question. Books. Books. And more books. Kai buys Irene cooking books when he wants to poke fun at her style of pasta or cheese on toast, Irene has bought Kai picture books on more than one occasion because it has a dragon in it

I don't think either of them are big on PDA, so it's just hand holding, kisses on the cheek or forehead. I think I'd have to say Irene napping with her head on Kai's thigh after they have had a picnic by the serpentine on a rare sunny day in Vale's London. That or them linking pinkie fingers whilst working next to or opposite each other.

^^