Tag: r. my evil queen (anna)

🍲 ( I can’t resist ) for Anna. And no Minion, he didn’t use the kitchen. He made it in the workshop. In his chem set. It’s a smoothie… maybe… it’s supposed to taste like coffee, donuts, bacon, and jam, all at once. “Breakfast drink.”

waywardsignns:

Anna looked between Syx’s face and the smoothie he was handing out to her, nose wrinkling just enough to be noticed before she reached forward to take it from him. “…Love, I’m not entirely sure those are things that should be mixed together,” her voice was filled with uncertainty, nose wrinkling even further as she got a proper scent of the smoothie within. Ugh. Even if it didn’t smell all that great, she would still try it, because that look on his face when he announced it, he seemed so damn proud. She only hoped the old gods would save her from whatever fate would happen to her drinking this. 

Taking a sip, she had to force herself to swallow it all back, tasting the bitterness and sweetness combined in her mouth with disgusting intensity. She barely managed to take a full drink, handing it back with a grimace, “I’ll let you enjoy it, dear. Its too much for my taste buds..”

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“That’s it! Come back in an hour, I know I can get this perfect. Kisses! Thank you, Tiger!”

affectionatesuggestion:

Concept: I wake up to soft music playing in the kitchen and a faint smell of sweet food. My loved one is cooking my favourite breakfast. I walk up behind them wrapping my arms around their waist and kiss them good morning.

@glittergcld only Anna would be waking up to a complete mess. It would definitely be sweet and Syx would be very proud of himself. But Minion would be horrified when he saw the kitchen.

FF + Syx/Lyn (( lololol))

1000liveslived-aa:

Anna was quiet as she read it, her head tilting to the side just a touch as she read the fanfiction before her. “Where did this come from?” She asked, looking over at Syx with a confused expression. “I don’t remember doing this. When did this happen? Did I forget something?” She had no idea what it was she was reading or why somebody would write about them both… 

She couldn’t deny that it was cute though, finding herself looking back to the screen. “..We should do this sometime. Sounds fun.”

Syx was torn between blushing and groaning, his hands covering his face, “Nooooooo someone wrote that! It’s fiction,” he peered at her between his fingers, “You’d want to?”

1000liveslived:

mediumborn:

                                                                YOU & ME
                                                    we make each other better
                                                      we may not be

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭
                                              but we’re PERFECT TOGETHER

@bengalisms @never-so-bad @crybaby-demonboy @feathers-and-scales @syx-blue

@tight-beige-undies (( for the best girls around ;P ))

Syx has died – Anna

1000liveslived-aa:

Anna hadn’t been there for him.. wasn’t there for her mate as she promised him she would be. He had died on her, left her alone.. and the worst part? They wouldn’t give her the body to bury her as her instincts demanded her to do. Driven forward to do what she felt in her heart to be right, she had launched herself into the morgue of the city. 

She didn’t care about any of the silly mortal men that were there, their screams not touching her as she tore through the building. Their flesh tore easily beneath her claws, a flurry of fur and furry as she fought to get to her mate. She didn’t care about the bullets in her body that they managed to get off.. 

It wasn’t until she got to the room Syx’s body still rested in that things got far more complicated. She staggered in, a blood trail following her as her breath labored in her chest. There was a keening noise in her throat, her sorrow rising even further until she stood over him. 

She threw her head back as she let out a mournful howl, the noise echoing off the walls.. but at the end? A gunshot rang out, stopping the noise entirely, and moments later? She collapsed entirely. Her last act was to reach forward for her mate, needing him even in his death.. 

It was soothing to know that she would be joining him soon