“They were so kind when they spoke of me, Xavien. They even called me beautiful! I wish you could have been there to hear it.”
Finally more art of my naga, Karthikeyan (Kai). Minus his gold jewelry because I really wanted to focus on his skin pattern. Kai is revered as a god in the forests of India. He protects the forest and the tribes that live within it, so long as they are kind in nature, and is offered human sacrifice in return (which he only partakes in if the person is wicked with no hope of redemption. Otherwise, he releases them from their bindings and leaves). Being incredibly shy and anxious, Kai never engages in social interaction, choosing instead to lead a lonely, reclusive life in a temple hidden within the forest. He yearns for friendship, but is held back by his fear of frightening others and making a fool of himself, thus choosing instead to hold imaginary conversations with the remains of humans from long past.
The seventh seal has been broken. Wormwood has fallen from the sky and turned the rivers to blood and fire. The bottomless pit has been opened and my swarms of locusts and scorpions have ravaged humanity. The world has been remade in my father’s image.
Michael Langdon in American Horror Story: Apocalypse: ‘Apocalypse Then’
(Based on a prompt by @afterglow-prompts; written on phone so sorry for possibly more mistakes)
„So let me get this straight. You spammed my phone with calls and messages – some of them sounding pretty important might I add – just because you were bored?“ You deadpanned. You were upset. For the first time in your relationship you were angry with him. Michael usually did a wonderful job being your boyfriend. Too good to be true, he was the perfect boy inside and out. He was sweet and caring with just the right amount of bad boy in him. Not to get started on his ungodly beauty.
Normally you’d forgive him just from how he looked – you could beat a puppy and it still wouldn’t look as miserably as he did – but not today.
requested by anon: “ happy halloweeen, can I ask a female reader that is in a relatonship with Harvey and has the nightmare of him choking her (like yhe one Sabrina had) and in the morning he is going to kiss her and touche her neck and she flinchs away really scared and he feels bad cause he this she is affraid of her? + fluff “
It was nice, the warm air made you feel happy, the blue sky was calm and the pretty clothes made you feel beautiful. Harvey smiled down at you, telling you how amazing you look, as his hands are on your hips, dancing to the slow song.
“I love you, Harvey.” you smile up to him, bringing him down to kiss you. The kiss was slow, sweet, that until you felt his hands on your throat, choking you. You try to scream, to fight it, but you can’t. And it keeps going on and on, once, twice, until you finally wake up, trying to catch your breath and calm down the storm that was falling down your eyes.
Baxter High wasn’t the best place to be after a bad night of sleep and nightmares, the place could easily be hell itself. You made your way towards your friends, Sabrina, Susie and Ros were talking about WICCA meanwhile Harvey was drawing on his sketchbook.
“Morning.” you greet them sitting next to the brunette boy.
“Morning, beautiful.” Harvey says putting his arm around you, leaning down to kiss your neck.Unconsciously you flinch under his touch. The action wasn’t foreign, he always greeted you kissing your neck, it was your couple thing. You pray for him to not notice, but he did, his sightly hurt and worried face told you that.
Two periods went by before lunch time finally arrived. You laugh at something Sabrina says about the principal when Harvey arrives, asking to talk to you for a second.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I went to kiss you this morning and you flinched. did something happen? Did I do something wrong or-” he rambles nervously.
“No, no, no. You did nothing! I just- I had a nightmare and it was bad, that’s all.”
“A nightmare? You want to talk about it?” he asks gently, still looking worried. Sighting you nod, the both of you sitting down on an empty table.
“ We were dancing, and i told you i loved you.” you begging, he smiles at you lovingly, he’s such a sweety. “ We kissed, and well.. I don’t know, you started to choke me, until i died… It kept going on and one, until i woke up. It’s silly, just a dream.” you explain looking at from your hands to his eyes. They were off, sad, he looked like a sad puppy and it made you want to hold him.
“You-you’re scared of me? You know i’d never hurt you right? ‘Cause f it’s because something thing that happened or-”
“Hey, i know. I know.” you assure him, grabbing his hands. “It was just a bad dream. I’m not scared of you, never have been, never would. How could I, you’re like a puppy.” You smile when he chuckles rolling his eyes. “I’m safe with you, i know.”
He nods, hugging you, his arms around your waist. You breath his scent, a mis of his cologne and pencil from his drawings. It smelled like home, it was home. You pull back, your hand son his cheeks as your bring him in for a kiss. If it starts slow, it becomes deeper really fast, his hand on your waist and yours messing his hair. You pull apart when your hear the girls cheer and whistle at you two
“I love you, (Y/N) (L/N).” he says staring into your eyes
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