"Aah, finally, home." The older Mage disperses her staff into a thin almost steam-like mist, walking around her home quietly, small decorations around the basic color-scheme of pale blue, pale lavender, black, white, and light gray line the Archmage's house, which seems to fit her own basic color scheme for the most part. Quietly shedding pieces of her armor, dispersing them off to who-knows-where, humming quietly. "Vani, are you still awake?" The young Dragon speaks quietly, leaning around the door frame into the room, to see her girlfriend, of many, many, many years sleeping quietly infront of the fireplace, drawing book still in her lap, as per usual.
Yami sighs, walking over and picking up Vani, quietly. "...Yami?" she mumbles quietly, causing Yami to raise a a brow slightly, patting the younger Mage's head. "It's alright, I'm here." She smiles sweetly, kissing Vani's head softly as she pulls blankets over her, picking up her book and setting it on the shelf, along with her pen and lights the fireplace. Frost Mages get cold too, alright. She sits next to the bed, staring at the fire quietly, Mirai, Yami's cat, already having gotten into the bed with Vani and fallen asleep.
"What's wrong, Yami?" Vani sighs, leaning over and kissing the back of the Dragon's head, causing her to just smile a little.
"Nothing in particular. You should get some sleep." She leans her head back a little, smiling like an idiot.
"Yami, you haven't been home in four days, get some sleep." Vani frowns a little and Yami simply rolls herself, pulling herself into the bed beside the Void-mage and hugging her tightly, her neon blue eyes glowing softly.
"Happy?" Yami smiles again, kissing the top of Vani's head.
"Very.""YAMI!" A loud, booming female voice echos through the house, quickly followed by the slamming of doors. Vani lets out an ungodly high-pitched squeak, clinging to Yami like a child. Yami sighs, patting her on the top of the head and prying Vani from her chest, quietly walking back through her house.
Yami simply glares at the redheaded woman standing in her doorway, in full dark red and black armor. "Yami!~" The woman tackle-hugs her, and she simply blinks away, the woman face-planting to the floor. "What, mother?" Yami raises a brow at her mother, the significantly older Red Drake glaring back at her daughter, another woman walking through the door. Yami looks over at her, smiling and waving a little. "Hello Aeso."
Aeso waves at Yami, doesn't say anything, just walks into her house, grabs Ara by the ear and drags her out. "OW, AESO! AESO, LET ME GO DAMNIT!"
Yami shakes her head, closing the door quiet behind the door as Vani walks out of the room a blanket wrapped around her shoulder. "Why are you still awake?" The older Archmage walks over, hugging her tightly and humming softly.
"Is that really a question?"
"No, but I thought I'd ask."
"Go to bed, doofus." Vani shakes her head, kissing the top of Yami's head, the two just standing there quietly without another word being said between the two for the rest of the night.
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Forbidden Tales of Shadowfrost
FanfictionRandom book of one-shots for my friend Art's character, Vani, which you'll often be seen referred to as 'The Squeaky Toy' and my Mage, Yami, both of which are WoW OC's. Just so I don't get asked what the fuck Shadowfrost is, Shadowfrost is a combine...