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Hey! I'm just curious, what's a "hf?" I've never heard of that term before!
Hi there! I'm ngl, it took me a moment to figure out what you were asking about (what does hf mean?? went through my head, lol) But oops! I accidentally hit the 'h' key instead of the 'g'! It was meant to be gf, but I was on a roll with queuing, and I probably wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't pointed it out.
#d.darling answers#oh gracious y'all i am tired af tonight#got off a break neck night shift and then came home to a non working fridge
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Hi! Saw you haven't been active lately, and I'm not here to demand you return or anything lol--be wherever your life asks you to be right now! :) I just wanted to say your work has given me much, much joy for MONTHS. I visit your blog again and again hahah, and although I don't have the means to support you yet, your pieces have stuck with me so much!! I'm always thinking about your characters + universe! Seriously, I can't pinpoint what it is about your writing, it is mystical.
AH, gracious, you hit me right in the feels, Anon 😭
I always get all choked up whenever I receive messages like these
cue that Kakashi Hatake gif of him reading 'i love you' out loud & damn near combusting and I'm utterly thankful that no one is currently around to witness the ridiculous face I'm making, lol.
But honestly, thank you, so very much, for taking the time to say this. It means a heck of a lot, and it makes me super excited to bring more stories and art out for you in the future 💖
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Just curious, do your characters have birthdays? If so, is there any sort of reasoning behind them (date/season/birth stone/etc)? Hope you're doing OK and sending lots of love!
Hi there, Anon!
Hm, so, it's a little complicated. In most cases I can't say an actual birth date, as many of my fav creatures to write about are "ageless" (fae, demons, deities, etc). I might have a birthdate written down offhand somewhere - maybe for Honor or Pyre? But as to the rest, I'm more likely to have a season in mind.
I think about their formative memories, or stories their caregivers might have told about when they were born to get a better sense of them, but my head is not built for numbers, so actual dates?? 😅 Even tho I'm sure Honor at least, has an actual birthdate, I cannot for the life of me remember it, lol. ..I think it was in Autumn.
I do have a lot of worldbuilding for the months in Pyre and Arroven's universe, and a currently unreleased bit about star signs in my Faerie universe (I want to know my Fae star sign, dangit, don't you?!) so I would love to do more with birthdays! I just haven't hammered out those details yet. One day!!
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from the same person who asked ash-rigby: top ten monster features? (fangs, claws, wings, etc)
Thanks for sending something in, Anon! <3
Top Ten Monster Features
(in which I Very Much overthought it all, and have changed the list multiple times)
No Eyes/Multiple eyes ; funnily enough, the features I like most are often things that would most definitely scare me most
Wings ; echoing the above, bc I very much !!! if something flies at me and yet? wings are so effing fascinating
Fangs ; 👀
Multiple appendages ; I feel like this must have something to do with multitasking✨ & I'm not even thinking about the bedroom, just - carrying multiple things! Climbing! Grabbing things off of different shelves at the same time!
Inhuman Ears ; points, webbed edges, floppy, pronged, furred - while I am not a hugely touchy person oh my goodness, ears~
Tails ; along the same lines as that multitasking bit, but also any kind of tail that can twine around someone? Yes.
Horns ; Pretty, but functional thank you
Flora ; leaves, flowers, branches, fungi - between ears and these, I could most definitely become a touchy person
Scales ; listen, many monsters with scales may like to bask in warmth, and HEY, I definitely have that in common with 'em, we can bask together
Claws ; because claws are elegant af
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Assumption: you’re part fae and enjoy the colour purple
Part Fae?
If I am, it's not something I know for sure, but there are definitely people that say so!
And I very much do enjoy the color purple! Strangely I own very few things in the shade, but dangit all, I love using it when drawing
#d.darling answers#assumptions game#monstersandmaw#once at a festival a woman who was definitely inebriated#came up and stroked her hands over the wing tattoos on my back#which was startling as heck lbh#and then very drunkenly told me 'your tats are like like the EMBODIMENT of Faerie!'#and she desperately wanted a hug which was very awkward in the middle of a dancing crowd
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Not entirely sure when it is, but happy day of birth, you lovely person!!
The 9th, which is still today for me, and has always been oddly pleasing to my brain (three threes!) and thank you, Ghosti! 🥰
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Hey <3 love-lies-bleeding or jonquil if I may, for my absolute favourite of yours, Casimir?
Casimir
male reptilian fae x female reader
423 words
sfw | fluff, mention of alcohol
Jonquil: Has your character ever confessed their love for someone? How did it go?
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“Problems with the pet?” Warde muses, settling down in the violet grass, all the better to follow Casimir’s unblinking gaze to you. The phrasing, coupled with the stretch of a smile on Warde’s semi-transparent lips, has Casimir gritting his teeth. “If you’re bored with her, I would be happy to-”
“I’ll warn you once,” he bites out, eyes narrowed, “I love her, and I have no intention of giving her up, let alone to you.”
Warde, sylph that he is, with near colorless skin and misty eyes, picks up the color of the grass he’s sitting on. His cheeks flush violet, though the smile stays fixed upon his mouth as he promptly offers Casimir a flagon of myrtle wine. It’s a poor substitute for an apology, but he doubts Warde could even attempt to offer him one. He might wish he’d kept his mouth shut, but Casimir knows he isn’t sorry, because the statement had been true.
As true as his own declaration of love. Casimir sucks in a startled breath.
“A problem of a different kind, then,” Warde says softly and doesn’t relax until Casimir takes a swallow of wine.
“It’s not a problem.”
“Isn’t it? You still look a bit-”
Casimir gets to his feet, dropping the flagon into Warde’s unready hands. He curses, juggling the damn thing as Casimir strides away, coat flaring wide as a breeze twists it’s way through the market stalls.
The problem isn’t that he loves you—he’s known it now for a while, even if he hasn’t readily admitted it outloud—the problem is telling you. There is so very much that he keeps to himself, and this could well be yet another secret, hidden away to keep others from using it against him. But if he does…
You turn away from a stall to meet him, almost unconsciously, smile blooming as you catch sight of him. You lift your hand, reaching for him, absolutely sure that he will take it, that he will reel you into his arms and brush an idle kiss over your cheek or your lips.
Casimir steps in close, ignoring your reaching hand to cradle your cheeks between his palms, long nails careful against your fragile skin. You grab hold of his wrists, brow furrowing when he doesn’t close the distance to grace you with a kiss.
“I love you, dear one,” Casimir says, seriously, earnestly, enraptured by the truth of his own words.
The haze of confusion in your eyes clears, delight curling your lips.
“Did you just figure that out?”
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written for flower & language prompts
#exophilia#male faerie x female reader#fairy boyfriend#faerie boyfriend#d.darling writes#d.darling answers#kim-monsterlings
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Hey, sorry, a while ago I read this fic and I don't remember who wrote it, I thought maybe you might recognize it? Human reader works in medic bay of an alien spaceship and treats high-ranking alien officer after he gets injured. He's ~9 feet tall and his skin is midnight-black speckled with white like stars, and he's really stern and grouchy but secretly is really subby and being bossed around, and he and reader enter a dom/sub relationship. I think alien's name started with O, like Orion, Ophiuc, smth like that. Does it sound familiar?
Ahhh, I'm so sorry Anon, I honestly don't know! 😩 Aliens stories are definitely not my go-to-area for reading, and I can say with complete certainty that I have not read anything close to this one. If anyone comments or reblogs with the info, I'll pass it along, but:
I do not have the knowledge you're looking for 💔
#d.darling answers#im going tbh if i haven't reblogged it recently or made mention of#it over on twitter#i haven't had the free time to read period#unless you count the reading homework my youngest does#and then i can tell you about those lol
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You've been hit by the WIP FAIRY! Post a paragraph or just a line of a current WIP! Or you can ignore this and just have a wonderful day anyway.
Well hello WIP Fairy!!
You know what, this ask came at a perfect time because today is my 2 year anniversary for this blog. Two years of my stories!
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"You brought me here on purpose. You brought me through, and told me I was in danger, but I wasn't. You said I'd been caught in the crossfire, but I wasn't-"
“You are,” he starts, but cringes away when she leaps to her feet, scattering grey-blue dirt over his shoes and the hems of his trousers.
“Now! Now I am! But I wasn’t then! You brought me with you on a whim, because, what? You liked the look of me? I made you laugh?”
“I was lonely!” He shouts and he wants to reach for her, his hands are grasping, held out but not closing the distance. “I was alone, and you smiled, and, and you laughed and I thought, why not give you an adventure? Isn’t that what humans want? Isn’t that what all those stories you’re so fond of mention?”
“Yes, but-”
“Wasn’t I doing you a favor?” He asks, pleads, voice fracturing, knees beginning to buckle. He looks like he’s thinking about kneeling, about beseeching her like some lovelorn fool and two weeks ago she would have bought it. Hell, three days ago she would have bought it and fallen into his arms. “Didn’t I? I gave you-”
“You took my choice away from me,” she says viciously, backing away when he stumbles forward. He’s still reaching, still falling apart at the seams, but the look on her face when she takes another step back finally makes his hands drop. “Loving those stories or not, you never gave me the choice. You made it look like you were saving me when you were trapping me here.”
“I didn’t-”
“I have ears! I heard everything they said. The window to travel back to earth is closing and we’re a long fucking ways away from any of the places I could get safely through. And what happens, do you think, if you’re captured and I’m with you here?"
#d.darling answers#anonymous#have a piece of another epic that has 30+ handwritten pages of outlines#in my off time i'm apparently craving angst#d.darling writes
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Not an ask/question as such, but just to say I hope you enjoy your well-deserved time to yourself, and do something that YOU truly want to do, just for yourself. :)
Ghosti, you are such a lovely person 💖
Thank you! It's been a very calm afternoon, and now seeing how much time has passed?? It felt like it all went by in a blink.
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top 5 signs of affection? (like maybe someone making you food, or getting a hug, etc) and/or top 5 holidays/celebration days?
Hellooo~ and thanks for sending something in, Annie! 💖
Top 5 Signs of Affection (that I give)
Acts of Service ; Doing chores with someone, washing & drying dishes, dusting while someone sweeps, doing prep or cooking while someone else does the opposite - if we clean together, dangit I feel some affection lol
Being Alone Together ; or like.. is it parallel play? Idk. Spending time in the same room or place, not having to fill the silence or watch something
Small touches ; sitting outside with someone and like.. pressing the soles of our shoes together, helping to straighten a shirt tag or brushing away an eyelash, tapping a freckle like a button
Words ; I may be soft spoken & prefer a lot of nonverbal affection but I am not shy about speaking my feelings when I have them. I probably say "i love you" aloud more than any other words, period, and I will thank/praise for mundane everyday things, constantly
Doodles/notes ; I'll draw on lunch baggies, on sticky notes, and add little quotes or jokes or encouragement
As for holidays/celebrations I only really have a "Top 3"
I consider myself Pagan, but I'm really not active in celebrating things, so here is what I normally do!
Summer solstice ; outdoor event, some kind of huge hike or just crashing next to a river/ocean, camping with bonfire
Halloween/Samhain ; I love the pageantry of dressing up & helping others dress up/with makeup - I am Not big on parties though. I would rather dress up and go wandering, or dress up, stay home, light some candles and take a few moments to miss people that are gone
Spring equinox ; is actually my anniversary! Honestly, looking through these, any excuse to go walking in nature is really a holiday in my eyes lol
#d.darling answers#the things i prefer in affection vary from person to person?#i am not the best at receiving gifts tho#once while out with spouse and our ex gf#she surprised me with a necklace and spouse is a huge romantic#so was waiting for a GASP put on the necklace! moment#and i got super flustered thanked her very quietly and put it in my purse#i still feel like an idiot#even though she found it funny#and the affection thing also ties into#not enjoying getting gift items#someone draws for me writes me something? AWESOME#someone gets me a gift? i am Stressed#i would much rather give a gift than get one
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✨✨ YOU HAVE BEEN VISITED BY THE WIP FAIRY! SHARE SOMETHING YOU ARE WORKING ON WITH YOUR FOLLOWERS AND TAG FIVE WRITER FRIENDS TO DO THE SAME! ✨✨
Hello WIP Fairy, and happy Faebruary!
While the majority of my current work is on commissions, and I won't be sharing bits of those until they reach their commissioners, I always have Fae WIPS!
Ocean kelpies scream as they pull themselves free of the waves, seaweed manes and tails dripping with saltwater. They stamp, and toss their heads, droplets scattering and solidifying into jagged pieces of sea glass before they reach the sand. Some are lashed tightly to sleds of driftwood, having been dragged unwillingly into the unruly assembly of Undertow and Summer Court Fae.
For all the noise, everything appears cordial. Greetings are being exchanged, hands clasped and cheeks kissed. Seashells clatter as one couple embraces, and the succulents on one fellow burst into bright blooms when he catches sight of a shark toothed smile - and then, a bound kelpie trods upon someone’s foot.
Sweet words and smiles are quickly drowned out by the shouting, the raucous energy twisting into malevolence with all the force of a thunderclap.
#d.darling answers#faebruary#a while back i saw someone say#faeries make my brain go brrrrr#and i haven't been able to stop thinking about bc Hard Same#was it Moonlore? dangit it's been a bit#anyway hi yes any humans lingering on those shores in this WIP had best steer clear#bc that storm is going to call down a Hunt if you know what i mean
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No questions, just commenting that Hior is sweet boy; must be protecc lol
🥰 why thank you!
Hior is a sweet fellow! He was part of a match-up process I'm still ironing out, but I'm pleased with how his story came about 💖
Fun fact: there's a post somewhere about a skeleton with lapis lazuli in their teeth (a poem? A poem + article? I have it saved somewhere I swear), perhaps put there because they sucked a brush used for writing, or because they simply wanted to eat the tantalizing blue. It always gives me such an intense nostalgic feeling for historical tales, and I can't help but attribute that same nostalia to Hior now.
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Oooo, could we get Cattail for Roran, for the flowers and tree prompt??
Roran
male faerie x gender/body neutral reader
526 words
sfw / citrus | mentions of bare skin & anxiety
Cattail: Is your character at peace with themselves? Why or why not?
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“We’ll have to leave soon,” Roran whispers tiredly against your forehead. There’s no response from you, just the warm, soothing weight of your cheek on his shoulder, your arm slung across his bare skin, hand dangling just shy of his wing roots. He chances opening his eyes, wincing almost immediately when he’s greeted by sharp, clear sunshine. He blinks away the sunspots, wondering where the shade of the pines has gone and grows strangely still when he realizes how high the sun is in the sky.
The wind doesn’t touch the shallow, grassy ditch the two of you had settled in, but it’s caught the trees, bending them all in great arches that point up towards the mountain like moving sign posts.
Both of you must have fallen asleep.
His first instinct is to leap to his feet, but Roran strangles it when you shift. You press closer for just a moment, lips brushing clumsily over the column of his throat, but then you grumble, pulling your sweat dampened cheek away to find a cooler spot. Quick as can be, Roran slips his arm out from around you, catching hold of your hand to lower it gently down to the blanket. He sits up, eyes sweeping over the hill.
The only Fae he can see are pinpricks of color against the mountainside, swooping onto the Knife’s Edge before they vanish from sight. There’s no one else close by, just the wind rushing through the branches like a never-ending wave, but… Roran’s heart is still caught in his throat.
“Ror’?” You mumble, half his name lost against the blanket, your eyes still shut. You reach out, smiling when he willingly slips his freckled hand into yours, but otherwise you stay where you are, still relishing the peace of the moment.
“It’s alright,” he says, thankful that your eyes are closed, that you can’t see the way his mouth twists. The platitude feels strange on his tongue, not a lie, not in the way he’s saying it, but it’s not exactly truthful in any and all ways. You’re both due moments like this, and he’s thankful for them, truly, but… It’s a pause, a breath before you both step back into the breeze, before the wind tries to whisk your voices and bodies away, back to the mountain. Back to Court.
“We should get up. Go back,” he adds, regret trying to settle between his shoulder blades, curling slow, painful fingers around his spine.
“Yeah,” you breathe, fighting a yawn as you sit up. Roran’s face burns, and he wishes he could apologize, that the two of you could lay back down and lounge in the grass for the remainder of the afternoon. “If we don’t head back soon Mellona is bound to find us, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t think she needs any more incentive to tease.” You arch a brow, smile still sleep-soft at the edges. “Did I tell you? She told Eimhin last week that she’s seen all your ‘best freckles’ with how often she finds us together.”
Roran lets himself laugh, pushing away his worries.
They’ll always be there later.
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written for flower & language prompts
#d.darling answers#male faerie x reader#exophilia#faerie boyfriend#d.darling writes#severedreamerbeard
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His kind are rare.
Forever wearing a face that no one will remember, Doran’s aspirations often feel insurmountable. He wants that spark of recognition, he wants to do away with his anonymity. He wants to be known.
And if no one in Faerie will put forth the effort, if he’s forever cursed to have eyes slide over his ever-changing face, then he’ll build his own Court. He’ll fashion a home for himself where he will know every soul within, where his name will be said with reverence, with respect, or anger... or perhaps even fondness.
Anything but that questioning lilt that means he’s been forgotten.
But first, he needs to find someone who will fashion him a mask.
#d.darling answers#ask memes#askbox memes#i have Such Plans for Doran#one day dangit!#severedreamerbeard
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Your heart pounds as you follow the silent instructions, fast enough that you’re tempted to break the moment - but you can see his tongue, curling behind his teeth, and his pupils expanding until there’s nothing but a thin sliver of orange in the middle of the black, like an eclipse, blotting out the sun.
#d.darling nanowrimo 2021#d.darling answers#askbox memes#not often but sometimes scenes like this one make me want to learn#animation just so i can do little gifs of my charas#do i have the patience and focus for that? probably not#but HMM
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