flame pup

Hey there ^^

So, I decided to post my fan art of the mecha-wolf pup from “The crown and the flame” book three, as how I imagine he’d look as an adult wolf!!

I hope you enjoy the drawing, have a lovely day :)

(P.S. for the unlikely chance that anyone sees this and the even more unlikely chance that they’ve seen this drawing on Amino, yes, it’s indeed my drawing. I posted it on there and now on here ^^ )

Bedmates (TC&TF) Choices Creates 22

Bedmates
By Misha

Disclaimer- I don’t own them (but I desperately want the wolf pup). I am just borrowing them for a little while and will return them when I am done.

Author’s Notes- This is a very short little drabble of a fic that I have had in mind for weeks. It fit perfectly with this week’s Choices Creates so I finally got around to finishing it.

Pairing- Kenna/Diavolos

Summary- Fenris wakes Kenna up to ask why there is a man in her bed.

Words- 258

“Kenna! Kenna!”

Kenna woke to the sound of Fenris beside her bed. He had obviously let himself in via the doggy door Whitlock had installed and now he wanted her attention.

“Hey boy,” she said sitting up.

“Kenna, there’s a man in your bed!” Fenris exclaimed, his ears arched back. “Big Brooding Man is in your bed!”

“Big Brooding Man?” Diavolos questioned as he also sat up.

Kenna laughed. “It fits.”

“Metal Man says he’s not sure if he’s a friend or not, so why is he in your bed?” Fenris demanded, staring at Diavolos.

“Fenris, Diavolos is our friend,” Kenna assured her pet. “More than that, he’s my mate.”

Fenris paused, considering the information. “Does that mean there will be cubs?”

“Eventually,” Kenna promised, smiling at the idea of children.

“Ok,” Fenris said, obviously approving of the idea. After a moment, he hopped onto the bed and settled at their feet.

Diavolos stared at him. “There’s a wolf on our bed.” He commented, raising an eyebrow.

“There is,” Kenna agreed, peering up at him, “do you have a problem with that?”

Diavolos looked at her and then at Fenris who had raised his head and was looking at Diavolos with his big wide eyes. “No, no problem,” he said with a grin, conceding defeat. He laid back down and pulled her into his arms.

“Good,” Kenna assured him with a grin, snuggling into his embrace, her head resting against his chest, Fenris at their feet. She had her man and her puppy, life was good.

-          End

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A bunch of pages from my upcoming Catventure Time artbook that will be available at AX14.

anonymous asked:

So I was super offended when I found out romanced companions can break up with you in-game! Like, how dare Piper not like when I pickpocket, it pays the bills in that fancy Sanctuary I made for them haha. I also learned that if you get back in their good graces, they will ask for you back. I'm in a salty mood... so can you write a reaction from the romanced companions asking Sole to get back together after they broke-up... and Sole saying NO :o

Oh my God my face was literally like :O when I read that last sentence, holy crap! Okay I’ll do it! But what on Earth did you do to get Piper that mad at you man? That must be a lot of pickpocketing and stealing! XD

P.S. I got a bit carried away and somehow made this a lot longer than I intended….hope you don’t mind!

Cait – Sole was a special kind of person in many, many ways. Most of which revolved around the fact that they somehow managed to put up with Cait and all her baggage and of all people, had chosen her to take to their bed and promise themselves to every night in the future. It was for this reason and many more that Cait decided that perhaps she had been a little too harsh on Sole when she said to them that they needed a break, some space from each other for a while. So when she apologised to them for being such a bitch and asked to have them back, she was shocked when they turned around and said an outright no. She was left speechless, shocked, utterly devastated and hurt, and it’s because of all these conflicting emotions that Cait was forced into falling back on the one instinct that had kept her safe all these years. Anger.

She was mad at them because she was mad at herself, none of this would’ve happened if she had of just seen how much she needed Sole and just fucking grinned and beared the comparatively small issues that were arising in their relationship. Now she had to go and fuck this up, the one good thing in her life she has somehow managed to fuck up like everything else. Cait wouldn’t be able to handle it very well without breaking down and so she’d storm away, unconsciously hugging herself in an effort to keep herself from falling apart. Just as she’s about to drive the needle full of psycho into her arm, she stops herself and has a moment of clarity. Why should she give them the power to build her life back up and then simply destroy it again with just one word? No, she’s done with that. This time, Sole won’t be there to pick her up off the ground. So instead she needs to fend for herself again, like a constantly recurring headache, her life is in her own hands but this time and this time only, she wishes it were cradled safely in that of Sole’s.

Curie – There was no doubt that she loved Sole so very much, so much so, that to her it was almost painful but as of late there had arisen some very…troubling issues between them both. Curie felt claustrophobic, like she was trapped. That’s not to say Sole was the one doing it, or perhaps it might have been, but either way she needed her space and as much as it hurt her to even think of the prospect of being away from Sole for any amount of time, she just had to do it. It was like an experiment – remove one variable to see if perhaps that would have an effect on relieving the tension she felt – but if anything it made it worse. The flash of pain they couldn’t hide fast enough when she told them she was leaving them for a little while was an image that haunted her and had a fist of what others called guilt nestle itself within her chest, a constant reminder as to what she’s done.

It didn’t take long for her to return, barely a week in fact, but when she did and when she saw Sole again she could not contain her happiness. When she hugged them so very close, tears of joy in her eyes as she apologised again and again and promised to never do that to them ever, she knew immediately that something was so very wrong. “I can’t be with you anymore, Curie. I’m sorry, I just…don’t love you anymore.” Sole’s words sliced through her heart, leaving her quietly gasping as Sole pulled away and left her alone on the street of Sanctuary Hills. Her hands would clutch at her chest where the pain blossomed greatly, her tears streaking down her petite cheeks as her legs gave out from beneath her. How could she be so silly? How could she not see how much of an affect her actions would have had on Sole?She would weep until someone forced her indoors where she would continue to grieve for her lost love and aching heart until finally falling unconscious, dreaming of happier times where her heart didn’t hurt so painfully within a tight chest before waking up and realising that this were her reality now. That her passion for science and life was now gone and replaced with pain and misery. How was she to get past this?

Danse – He knew he could be hard on Sole, but lately they just seemed to get on every nerve he had. Danse loved them with all his synthetic heart of course, he’d take a bullet for them and go down smiling, but recently he just couldn’t stand to be near them. After what happened with the BOS, they seemed to change and instead being the pride and joy of the Brotherhood, they seemed to seek out ways in which they could bring it down.

Yes Danse was exiled, no he did not have a place with them at all anymore but God dammit it was his life and here Sole is undoing everything they sought to achieve together! How could he be okay with that? When he told Sole he needed space to figure things out, he failed to anticipate the hurt look that crossed their features and as such, his heart constricted painfully in his chest. Nevertheless, he had to stay strong but walking away wasn’t as easy as he made it seem. It had been two months, two long months where Danse returned to his bunker of solitude to ponder the future with the only other important person in his life. Can he live without the Brotherhood? Can he live with them turning their back to it? These questions swirled around in his head until he realised just how lonely and how self-absorbed he’d been. This was Sole for crying out loud. The same person who had given up everything in order to keep him alive, who had challenged Elder Maxson and his direct orders to keep the Paladin from being killed…what the hell was he doing? Sole loved him and he them, so why the hell was he out here?

When the Paladin returned to Sanctuary and hunted down Sole to tell them he had made the biggest mistake of his life, the last thing Paladin Danse expected was for them to look him in the eyes and say “No.” As he stood there, mouth open with all the blood draining from his face, his heart kicked into overdrive and all his pride as a Paladin went completely out the window. He damn near begged for them to forgive him, for one more chance to make it up to them, to make it right between them so they could live that life they had dreamt about together. But the damage was done and Sole had moved on, leaving Danse to face the hardest struggle he’s ever had to endure on his own. Once more he’d return to his bunker, never once allowing those tears that welled so close to the surface to spring forth until he was alone and clutching one of Sole’s shirts to his chest as he wept for what he had lost by his own foolish hand.

Deacon – Ironically it was no secret that Deacon was a hard man to live with, especially what with all his lying and elusive traits that could frustrate the hell out of anyone. Yet it came as a bit of a shock to Sole when this same man turned around and told them he couldn’t be around them anymore. Deacon had intended to mean ‘for just a little while’ but figured that maybe, when he tasted the freedom to be his own man again, he might not want to return and so why should he give Sole false hope? He had his reasons for wanting space, reasons he didn’t want anyone to know and so as soon as he told them he was gone, but not far away. He followed them for a little while out of curiosity, always while in disguise and never so close that they could actually identify the person watching them as being him. He hated the way their eyes never lit up, the way their smile was always so forced and the way they held themselves so…different. When he realised how much he hurt them, he stopped tailing them and instead went his own way all the while carrying around that heavy weight of guilt upon his shoulders. It wasn’t long after that he returned for good now…or so he thought.

With a mended heart and the warmest smile on his face that was admittedly missing from him for a while now, Deacon approached Sole with the hopes of making their day, a bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back and innumerable promises on his tongue when Sole said one word that may as well set it all on flames. No. They are not getting back together. They were done. If he were honest with himself, he should have seen this one coming. Being a joker at heart, there was no real surprise when it turned out the biggest joke of his life was that Sole would actually still want to be with him after what he put them through. He was the one who did this, just like he was the one responsible for what happened to Barbara and everyone else important in his life. He knew better than to let anyone get close. They only end up getting hurt in some way that Deacon can’t repair. After that he’d swear to himself that it would never happen again and that if his fate was simply one which didn’t involve the presence of other people, then fine. After losing Sole, there would literally be no one who he’d ever want to be with anyway.

Dogmeat - He left Sole for just a little while before faithfully returning a day later. After all, he’s his own man who likes to come and go as he pleases so it really shouldn’t have been much of a surprise for Sole to find him missing one day. The vast expanses of the Commonwealth were calling him and like a moth to a flame, the pup just couldn’t resist. He found a teddy bear, a ball to play with and some yummy snacks that kept his tail wagging for the short time he was out exploring, but it was that teddy bear that he decided to keep and take home with him. As he trotted up to Sole with a happy bark, showing off his new find to his master/mistress, he didn’t expect them to react in the way they did. They started yelling at him, calling him a bad dog and to get away, to leave. His ears flattened to his head as he dropped the teddy bear, his tail falling between his hind legs as he quickly turned away and slunk off. What did he do wrong? Did Sole not like the teddy? Was he a bad boy? He’d curl up in a corner somewhere in the settlement, those little brown eyes following Sole’s every movement as he wondered silently to himself what it was he’d done wrong. Only Mama Murphey gives him pats now and talks in those soothing tones that seem to ease only slightly this odd little pain in his chest. Still, he wonders why Sole doesn’t love him anymore. 

Gage – His patience for everyone, Sole included, was wearing thin when he turned around and told them that he needed time to be by himself. It was none too gentle, probably more heartless than he would’ve wanted to come across, but in the end he was just simply relieved that he could wonder out alone for a little while to set his head back on straight. He gets in those moods where everyone and anyone shits him to tears, which of course having Sole continuously doing what they’re doing that without fail gets on his nerves certainly not helping at all. He never told them he didn’t love them or that it was over over between them and so when he finally did return he expected to have to apologise before being forgiven but most certainly did not expect what came next.

He told them that he was sorry and proceeded to try to explain what went wrong, but Sole cut him off with a sharp shake of their head. “No Gage, we’re done. For good. You made your bed, now you lay in it.” For the first time in his life, his heart took a beating that he just couldn’t shoot his way out of. While a part of him was shocked and totally hammered by what they said to him, another part of him turned around and proceeded to rub salt in the wound. Told you so, you stupid fucking idiot. No one gets close without turning around and stabbing you in the back. You knew that, yet you still let this happen. Good on you shit-for-brain. He’d know that what he was feeling as he watches Sole walk away is definitely not the worst of it, so he’d pack his stuff and skip town, silently willing to himself that a Deathclaw or a pack of Radscorpions pop up to put him out of his misery. He’s been through this type of shit before but what hurt most about this instance was that he was the one to cause it. He was the one who drove them away and he was the one to blame for the painful pounding of his heart and the sharp and short breaths that wrecked through his chest.

Hancock – The Mayor was a pretty easy going guy, that much everyone with a brain knows, so it was a particular surprise to Sole when he came barrelling into their room one day demanding that they leave. He didn’t say it particularly harsh or anything, but he could tell it hurt them. They’ve changed recently, started doing things that got on his nerves and rubbed him the wrong way but instead of talking about it he simply tried to shrug it off and look the other way. But no more. This needed to end and he needed his bearings before more of his time is wasted and more of his energy is spent trying not to lash out because of their actions. He just needed a cooling off period and come a couple weeks later, Hancock had chilled out enough to track them down and apologise.

Looking back, if Sole had of done it to him he’d be livid and all kinds of worried, so the least he could do was apologise. He wasn’t even aware of his heart’s true intentions which was to get them back which is exactly what he found himself asking of them, but he was most certainly aware of what they said in return. “No. We are not getting back together, not ever.” Prior to that, Hancock thought that getting shock in the arse with a .44 Magnum was the worst pain he’s ever been in, but hearing Sole say that and seeing what it done to them…no. That was the most pain he’s ever been in by far. The rest – after Sole walked away and Hancock turned to his one true ally in this shit he calls a life – was a blur of colours and pictures and places he can’t quite place because he can’t bear to deal with it all sober. Not when he’s lost by his own stupid, idiotic, fucked up hand the most important person in his life who made everything that he’s been through all worth it in the end. How is anyone supposed to come back from that?

MacCready – It wasn’t meant to be permanent. It wasn’t meant to turn out this way. He only wanted time away, he only wanted to take a single step back and re-evaluate everything. After all, he was a father to not only his own child but to Shaun as well and how could he stay with someone and expect them to take care of his son when he wasn’t even sure that they were the right person for him? How could he stick through it all with Shaun if he himself wasn’t sure if he could stay around them any longer? It would’ve been cruel to pretend to always be there for him while having doubts, so that’s partially why Mac decided to step away for a while. Sole changed over the time they were together, so much so, that Mac wasn’t even sure they were the same person that he fell in love with. He knew they would because the Commonwealth changes everyone inevitably and they were still so new to it all, but he never expected them to change so much that he questioned if they were still the person he fell in love with. He hoped it was just a phase and in time, convinces himself of it, so it only takes about a month before he tracks them back down to make amends.

He was a dick, he shouldn’t have left like that, he shouldn’t have hurt them the way he did and he definitely shouldn’t have left Shaun without so much as a goodbye. He didn’t expect winning them over to be easy, but not once did it cross his mind that it would be impossible, which was only made so when they uttered a single word. “No.” As soon as he heard it, his heart shattered. “No? As in, no no? As in, never?” He’d stutter and reach for them, demanding to know what ‘no’ meant because he wasn’t willing to just let them go, but when they shoved his hand away and stared him dead in the eyes, he knew what they meant. It was over. Done. He had destroyed the one good thing in his life aside from his son and even then, he had destroyed Duncan’s own chances of having a normal, happy family again. He’d want to cry because yet again his life was in shambles, but this time it was different. This time he was angry at himself for being the one to actually run this ship into the ground. How could he be so fucking stupid? He’d spend a couple days trying to come to terms with it, trying to fix things with Sole but when he realised things weren’t going his way, he’d return to Duncan in D.C. His son is all the reason he’d need to keep on going…at least for a little while.

Nick Valentine – Sole was pressing his buttons a lot lately, not necessarily literally but enough for Nick to want his own space for a while. He tried to break it to them as gently as he could, but there never really is a nice way to tell someone who loves you that you just need to get away from them for a while. It was for their own good really, for the last thing he wanted to do to them was to snap and say something he’d regret, so the best bet was to just get away. He loved Sole still and the month’s time he spent away from them was probably the hardest month he’s endured yet, especially when he realised that there really wasn’t a point to anything without the one person he loved standing right there beside him.

So when he finally turned back and realised just what an arse of himself he’s made, he’d return to Sole all apologies and promises to make things right. He didn’t assume that by just doing that, Sole would forgive him, he most definitely did not realise just how much of a mistake he made nor just how much his actions hurt them. He’d only fully grasp this when Sole turns around to him, looks him dead in the eye with a steely gaze and tells him they are not going back to him because they are through. He’d never heard their tone take on that kind of pitch, he’d never been the recipient of such a cold gaze from them before and as they’re walking away without looking back once, the synth only watches on in muted agony. Did he really screw this up that badly? He didn’t mean to hurt Sole so much and subsequently he knew they’d never forgive him for it, but he had no idea how it is he’s supposed to get through this. If anything, he’d had preferred to not have been in a relationship with them in the first place. After all, you can’t miss what you never had and literally anything between getting a memory wipe and being chewed up and spat back out by a Deathclaw seemed more appealing to him rather than having to live with the knowledge that he’d hurt the one he cared the most about. This time, it wasn’t a memory from another man. This time, it was a fuckup on his own accord.

Piper Wright – She needed Sole back so much. She missed their laugh, their smile, their time together out in the wastes that wasn’t spent in awkward silence and half-hearted smiles. It didn’t take long for Piper to realise that she made a big mistake when she broke up with Sole. What was she even thinking? Her mind keeps replaying over and over again the hurt look in Sole’s eyes when she said she needed to end it between them and never in her life had she ever felt like such a piece of shit. She was mad at them yes, but now that she’s taken a step back, she can see that the problems they were having weren’t just Sole. It was her burden too and by doing what she did, not only did she hurt Sole but she also disallowed any chance for them to make things right together, to fix what went wrong.

So she came to a decision. She was going to ask for them back, but never did she expect them to say no. Piper stared at them, completely gobsmacked. No? They said no…they don’t want her back…She’d stutter an apology for bringing it up, all the while fighting the burn in her eyes and the tightness of her chest and throat. Sole said no. That was it. They were done. It was over. Well and truly over. The sharp jab of hurt in her heart would take her breath away and when she is left staring at Sole’s retreating back as they walked away, she finally realised she got what she deserved. This pain was what she caused Sole, someone who has already suffered so much at the hands of other people had to suffer through this very same pain that Piper herself caused them not too long ago. When she is finally alone, she’ll cry and curse herself for what she has done, not even thinking about whether or not she should be angry at Sole. It was all her fault, not Sole, and she had no idea how to deal with the pain in her heart.

Preston Garvey – Sole had changed since when they got together, they were cold and unempathetic to others sometimes, although never refusing to help those who asked, but still. Preston knew he was a very picky man, a man who is kind and generous but at the same time unforgiving if someone crossed the line. Sole knew this too, but neither of them could’ve predicted that Preston’s unusual demeanour would come out and be pointed directly at them. He had his reasons and he had voiced those reasons, but Sole either didn’t quite get it or they decided to ignore it and instead dug that hole deeper and deeper until it was time for Preston to pull the plug. He hated doing it, he hated seeing the pain in their eyes when he said he just couldn’t do it anymore, that he needed space away from them and even though he undoubtedly drove a knife through their heart, they nodded and let him have what he wanted despite the pain it would put them through.

It was a few weeks since then, since the time where Preston walked away from an uncharacteristically flat Sole and tried to ignore the tears burning at his eyes and the quiver in his lip. He loved them, he really did, but it was just one of those times where it’s better to take a step back and re-evaluate. Those three weeks were enough for him to come to the conclusion that he had a made a huge mistake, that living without Sole was not something he could do and no matter what the cost, it drove him to decide that he was going to make things right between them. He was going to fix this and stop being selfish, stop hurting Sole and driving that wedge further between them but as things happened it was already too late. When he asked for them back, Sole said no and damn near crushed the life out of him. Sole said no. Sole was done with him, Sole didn’t love him anymore and it was his own damn fault! Preston wouldn’t know what the hell to do. He’d be left staring at their retreating back, tears that refused to be held back running down his cheeks as he wonders just how much he’s fucked up. He pushed Sole away for good, for the rest of his life and for what? To protect himself from heartache? Well look at how that backfired…now he was back in that dark hole where he’s questioning the very essence of his own existence. What has he got to live for now when his whole world is walking away from him for good?

X6-88 – The Courser was significantly unhappy with what he had to do with Sole. Their relationship started out perfect, they were the closest of friends, the best lovers and absolutely amazing between the sheets, but somewhere along the way they grew apart and starting butting heads like a pair of radstags. It seemed like everything he did infuriated Sole and his apparent obliviousness to this seemed to irritate them further. So much so, that X6 knew it was best to simply give them time. If it were any different, he wouldn’t in a million years have even contemplated breaking up with Sole, but he knew when it was necessary and just hoped like hell that it was all that was needed to fix whatever went wrong between them. He gave Sole a month, a month where he stayed away from them entirely despite his ache to return to them and his incessant need to just…be near them. He didn’t mean to say the words, they just came out. “Sole, I have always loved you and I promise to try my hardest to fix everything between us. But the question is: will you take me back?”

“No.” The word cut through him like no bullet or knife could ever do. He recoiled visibly, surprised and to his confusion, hurting even more on the inside. He always knew this was a possibility, but he through they were strong enough together to push through this, to start anew and rebuild what they lost…but that was no longer an option. He couldn’t even utter a word before Sole started walking away, leaving the Courser with one final option. X6 knew that look in their eyes. It was final. Their word was the truth and no amount of courting or apologising would change that. In a blue flash, X6 would disappear from Sole’s life entirely for as soon as he rematerialized back it the Institute, he marched over to the SRB and requested a full memory wipe. The pain in his heart was simply too much to bear and it was either this or a bullet that would be his final salvation.