Peregrine Vale - Blog Posts
No, they’re one of my fave couples, they are deeply in hate/love and together forever!
Silver: Nothing ever pleases you, does it?
Vale: Not anything you do, no.
Am an utter fanatic for those scales and the floor, this is fabulous
I think Kai is just being unreasonable
Irene: Starting off my day with two eggs for breakfast!
Kai: Those are chocolate eggs
Irene: Diet plan just says "two eggs", so let's not get too picky
All very swish! Yeah Bradamant for sure makes the highest priority to look fabulous as she stabs someone.
Request from @some-sort-of-firefly for a Bradamant aesthetic board.
In my head she's the most glamorous Librarian that the Library has ever had, and could kill a man with her stilleto heel
Not a bad realisation to have, Vale is pretty epic.
Vale: My idea of flirting is being as sarcastic as possible and seeing if they can handle me
Yeah, I reckon the dragons are pretty chill about stuff like that. But li Ming and Ao shun are forever.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
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.
Yeah it’s definitely been centuries if not millennia. I’m not sure how long dragons live but it’s absolutely been ages of them together.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
This is so sweet! I love them as a long established couple but still being fabulous.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
This is very pretty, that building looks beautiful!
This looks gorgeous!
Yeah, he just wants someone to break silver’s pretty face, if not permanently. Preferably him but he might be gracious and let Irene do it as she also suffers from Silver.
Silver: one day, I’m going to say “fight me” and someone really is just going to fucking deck me
Vale: believe me, that day is closer than you think
Vale dreams of that day. Sometimes it’s all that keeps him going.
Silver: one day, I'm going to say "fight me" and someone really is just going to fucking deck me
Vale: believe me, that day is closer than you think
Vale more than anyone knows he’s not a sensible person in charge.
Li Ming: where is everybody?
Vale: Irene had a nervous collapse, Kai is looking after her, Silver went back to bed, and I’m in charge.
Li Ming: fuck.
Vale: i know right?
Irene has to admit that Vale is being realistic.
Irene: Ever wonder what heaven is like?
Vale: Why bother? None of us are ever finding out.
He is very relatable, a great model for today’s youth!
Kai: [shining a flashlight under the bed]
Kai: Vale, are you ready to come out and interact with people yet?
Vale: [demonic screeching]
Kai: Understandable. Have a good day
Vale being fabulous as usual.
Kai: [shining a flashlight under the bed]
Kai: Vale, are you ready to come out and interact with people yet?
Vale: [demonic screeching]
Kai: Understandable. Have a good day
Aww, this is lovely! You’ve got me shipping these guys so hard.
20 for Li Ming x Ao Shun because I've been thinking about that ship a lot today
Same. Its a very good ship
Assassination attempts against the dragon kings were not unheard of or unexpected when they did catch wind of the plans to do so. And Ao Shun had more than a few experiences of being tackled to the ground when someone took a shot at him.
And Li Ming had more than a few experiences of taking down would be assassins and protecting His King.
Ao Shun ordered the room empty and Li Ming went to leave as well but Ao Shun snagged the cuff of his sleeve and held him in place. When the last of the courtiers had left he pulled Li Ming to his chest and cupped his jaw with almost too warm fingers that pressed into his cheeks almost too roughly, and kissed him hard enough to snatch the air from Li Ming's lungs and make him grasp the front of Ao Shun's robes in a tight grip, holding him as tightly as he was held in turn.
"You're hurt." Li Ming said, resting his forehead against Ao Shun's, before reaching up to smear blood off his cheek, a bullet graze from the shot that slammed into the throat with a terrible clanging sound of lead on ebony. "I wasn't fast enough, and you were hurt." The temperature in the room was dropping fast and frost began to creep along the marble flooring, rendering it essentially an ice rink.
"You saved me." Ao Shun replied before kissing him again. "He could have killed you."
"He wanted to kill you."
"People are going to have to try a lot harder than that to kill me." Ao Shun replied.
"He. Hurt. You." Li Ming pulled him back in and kissed him, just as roughly as the first. "He's lucky that the guards got to him before I could rip his throat out with my claws."
"Oh, Mon Étoile, you'll get the chance." Ao Shun said, before reluctantly stepping away. He took a deep breath before Li Ming closed the gap again and kissed his cheek. "Did you just... Kiss me better?" He smiled.
"No, this is kissing you better." Li Ming said, before pressing his lips to Ao Shun and threading his fingers into the loose strands of ebony hair that had been tied back before things had gone sideward in a rough tackle to save his life. "Learn to duck faster."
"Learn to not throw yourself in harms way."
"Never." There was a private doorway from the throne room right up to the private quarters and Ao Shun pulled him toward that door, tucked away in a dark recess. "I want to speak with the prisoner, if he had co-conspirators..."
"That can wait, we'll be safe in my suite. And... Alone."
I am a real sucker for fluff, adorable ness all around! But some angst is good too sometimes.
Hiya could you do it’s so cold for Vale and Silver, please? Thanks.
"It's so cold."
"You should have worn a coat." Vale muttered before sweeping his eyes over Silver, taking in the greyish palour to his skin and the almost blue tinge to his lips. He quickly pulled his coat off and wrapped it around the Fae's shoulders. "We need to get you inside." He took Silver's hand, like ice in his grip, and tarted walking faster, pulling Silver along.
He pulled Silver into his rooms, up the stairs and toward his bedroom. He sat Silver on the edge of the bed and wrapped him up in his quilt before turning to start building up the fire. "You know, I've been wanting to get into your bed for a while, and now it's because it's raining." Silver whined. Vale snorted.
"You should ask, none of this hinting business." Vale replied as he stood up, bruised knees aching from a recent arrest. "I ignore subtle hints. If you want something, ask for it." He swept messy hair out of Silver's eyes as he dragged fingers over his forehead. "I'm going to make coffee, you need a hot drink."
"No whiskey?"
"I can mix some into the coffee." He added a generous splash of whiskey to Silver's cup and left his own without alcohol. He held the glass out to Silver. "It's spiked, so it should be to your taste." He took it and smiled. Vale checked that the fire was happily burning away before taking a seat next to Silver. Silver lightly clinked his mug against Vale's.
"It was a nice night."
"It still is."
"Its raining."
"But its getting quite warm in here." Vale said. "Dinner was nice, and the offer to walk me home was too."
"And the opportunity to cuddle in front of a roaring fire?"
"I'm not the cuddling kind."
"For me?" Vale sighed. "C'mon, you know you want to." Silver pouted and Vale knew that he didn't need to use his glamour to get what he wanted. He wrapped his free arm around Silver's shoulders and pulled him tight against his side.
Silver's lips were cold but tasted like whiskey, and they kept going until they were warm, and the whiskey burnt on Vale's tongue.
And no one died!
Awww, they’re so cute! I loved this! Also big congrats on not murdering anyone, I’m proud. Thanks for making it, was awesome.
Hiya could you do it’s so cold for Vale and Silver, please? Thanks.
"It's so cold."
"You should have worn a coat." Vale muttered before sweeping his eyes over Silver, taking in the greyish palour to his skin and the almost blue tinge to his lips. He quickly pulled his coat off and wrapped it around the Fae's shoulders. "We need to get you inside." He took Silver's hand, like ice in his grip, and tarted walking faster, pulling Silver along.
He pulled Silver into his rooms, up the stairs and toward his bedroom. He sat Silver on the edge of the bed and wrapped him up in his quilt before turning to start building up the fire. "You know, I've been wanting to get into your bed for a while, and now it's because it's raining." Silver whined. Vale snorted.
"You should ask, none of this hinting business." Vale replied as he stood up, bruised knees aching from a recent arrest. "I ignore subtle hints. If you want something, ask for it." He swept messy hair out of Silver's eyes as he dragged fingers over his forehead. "I'm going to make coffee, you need a hot drink."
"No whiskey?"
"I can mix some into the coffee." He added a generous splash of whiskey to Silver's cup and left his own without alcohol. He held the glass out to Silver. "It's spiked, so it should be to your taste." He took it and smiled. Vale checked that the fire was happily burning away before taking a seat next to Silver. Silver lightly clinked his mug against Vale's.
"It was a nice night."
"It still is."
"Its raining."
"But its getting quite warm in here." Vale said. "Dinner was nice, and the offer to walk me home was too."
"And the opportunity to cuddle in front of a roaring fire?"
"I'm not the cuddling kind."
"For me?" Vale sighed. "C'mon, you know you want to." Silver pouted and Vale knew that he didn't need to use his glamour to get what he wanted. He wrapped his free arm around Silver's shoulders and pulled him tight against his side.
Silver's lips were cold but tasted like whiskey, and they kept going until they were warm, and the whiskey burnt on Vale's tongue.
And no one died!
Oh my god, yes! That would be awesome and I’d read the hell out of it!
Raziel referring to Kai as Irene's Prince makes me want to write a fic about them getting trapped in a fairy tale. I do not need more ideas until I finish what has already been started
Yeah, Irene gets up to a lot of shenanigans.
Irene: Do you think all of my wanted posters are for petty theft?
Irene: [Several stolen books fall from her jacket]
Irene:
Irene: Well, that’s part of it.
Also the murders.
Irene: Do you think all of my wanted posters are for petty theft?
Irene: [Several stolen books fall from her jacket]
Irene:
Irene: Well, that’s part of it.
Sometimes (actually quite often) Kai is wonderfully impractical but still super sweet!
Irene: When you said you did magic in bed, this isn’t what I expe-
Kai: [holding up the ace of spades] Is this your card?
Irene: Holy shit…
This is wonderful! Kai just laughing in the background, like this is gonna take forever to explain.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
Wow, I didn’t know that. Thanks for a cool fact! I’m a massive nerd for language. I mean since Vale is a detective he should be pretty up to date in slang, I didn’t realise that I needed Vale saying dude in my life until today, you have given me a great gift!
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
Is that a word in his world? Cause otherwise he’d just be majorly confused like most people are with Irene.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
Lmao, they all have such nuts lives!
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
Perhaps. A lady never tells.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything
And Silver gets his whole diabolical fae shebang.
Vale: We’re not gonna burn it
Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything