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Slappy || 25+ She/They || Crystal DC || Leader of UNXIVIL Static || Minors DNI ||
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— Thoughts Unspoken

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        Was the sun gracing the sky or the moon watching over the lands ? Such, mattered not. At least, not to the one who ever watched over a “home” with such memories. Especially not as he lay uncomfortably asleep upon a chair with face hidden away from sight and his arms folded on the table. Hood still up and goggles cast upon the table before him. 

        And yet, the evidence of him writing was ever present. Scattered papers, an inkwell and a half, the quill that appears to be dropped from his tired hand as he tried to rest and forget. There were even crumpled papers, some upon the floor, others upon the table. Yet the most presentable and fresh work lay in front of him, unguarded for any to see. Perhaps, for once…That’s how he wanted it.

                        “To the Moonbeam who returneth to the heavens,
        Idiotic of me, is it not ? Mine own words had not reached thou in this life, not when they mattered most. I wrote but barely a word, poor on mine own part, yes ? I am sure thou wouldst scold me but ten times over, only for the concern thou ever held within that free heart of yours. More shackled than even I were to ever know and yet, there would be this emotion of something else within thine own tone and even your very gaze would tell that thou expected more of me. Oh, how I know thou ever wished more of me, more than I could ever provide out of mine own selfishness. Out of the shyness within this heart I hold, indeed how I shied away. Too afraid of what such things may entitle, for once, knowing so little within such a realm of knowledge. For, doth thou see, those which stand at the very fibers of us as mortals, our makeup is that of the emotions we hold. They are not something to be expressed so easily as the written word upon the parchment.
        Even so, mine own hand moveth across this very parchment, thinking my emotions may bleed across to even the aetherial realm of which thou doth resides once more. Bittersweet is the taste within my mouth. As others have once said unto those that they have lost or departed from, it is comical how the feeling of longing doth arise when the one I hold most close is no longer within my grasps…”

        The very ink appears to trail off, dots to a simple line until he appears to have eventually lifted the quill and given up. His thoughts finally lost, mayhaps that is how he ended up laid out like this. Quill dropped from his hand as sleep took him, granting him rest from his mind that run rampant with guilt. Yet a mind that beat itself up to get over such things as he knew she would tell him to just get his ass moving, her tone harsh but a wide grin smile across those lips of hers. A good smack on the shoulder that would send him stumbling in his steps as he couldn’t help but laugh under his breath.

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toward distance

title: toward distance

word count: 2604

summary: “I am listening,” he says.

She was smiling before, but now she grins like the coeurl who got the cream. (“Thus devoured by thee,” comes Urianger’s untethered and gossamer thought.) “I know you are,” she tells him. “All right, all right. Somber man.” She reaches up to touch his brow, then the hair at his temple, then the ridge of his ear. “I am thinking about how funny it is, me in your bed–that you let me into your bed, when all I said was–how did I put it?”

“Quoting thee, ‘I think it is time…’”

“Right! ‘I think it’s time you and I had a romp.’ And you let me right in.”

notes: moenbryda/urianger; PWP (mostly), 🔞 explicit 🔞 ; no archive warnings apply; pre-canon, fluff, a little bittersweet

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I haven’t drawn anything in a loong time, but here’s Urianger and Moenbryda in some kind of modern AU, probably in the middle of completing their PhDs under Professor Louisoix Leveilleur. 

I’ve been reading a lot of Delicious in Dungeon recently, and the author often doodles her characters in modern attire (and in each other’s attire!) as an exercise in character design and analysis – is the character still recognizable? What does it say about their personality? etc etc. It was a really fun exercise, even if my hand hurts now.  

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