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The Black-Winged Omen }}|{{ DiscordBeauty | The darkness is seeping in, and all my choices have faded. | QueenofDecay |

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

The Black-Winged Omen

*“Bad luck doesn’t follow me. It flies beside me.”*

▪︎ Feathers to call.
▪︎ Smoke-stained.
▪︎ Twinkleless eyes.
▪︎ Collects shiny things.

[B E L L S ❄ | fiction | fake | @BellsMcSnow]

❄ Christmas Elf working at Santa's workshop in Dreamland.
❄Cookie maker & capuccino drinker.
❄Mated to the Light Court Elf Rogan. He's the Keeper of my heart💙
❄Friendly Elf always up for a chat & a few good laughs.
❄ 21+MC/NSFW
❄OC by Miss Shade #JC

[Hope Mikaeslon Parody @PristineTribrid]

🌕🐺𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓸𝓷
🌕🐺𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓻 21+
🌕🐺𝓣𝓥𝓓/𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓬𝓲𝓮𝓼/𝓣𝓞
🌕🐺𝓡𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂/𝓡𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶/𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓭𝔂
🌕🐺𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓭
🌕🐺𝓜𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓞𝓯 @PenDropRPG

“Every family has a legacy, and this is mine."

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

@MrRichvv “But do not put your mouth on me again because you think I am small enough to steal from.”

My head tilted.

Birdlike.

Ancient.

Cold.

“I am the thing that steals, Max.”

A thin smile touched my mouth.

“And I bite more than I beg.”

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

The Deli
FT @MrRichvv

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

@MrRichvv My fingers tightened around his phone before I shoved it toward his chest.

“You wanted your metal beast awake. It is awake. Your dead meats are saved. Your little kingdom still hums.”

I stepped back, slow, careful, keeping space between us like it was holy ground. 》

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

@SeekingRuins Never enough.

My fingers brushed the hollow where the medallion waited.

“You want your little monster back?” I murmured into the dark.

The words came softer this time. Almost kind.

“Then look up.”

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

People always came looking for the pieces of themselves they thought no one else understood.

A smile tugged at my mouth, small and sharp and not quite kind.

“Come on, little lost thing,” I whispered into the dark, my voice barely louder than the leaves. “Find your monster.” 》

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

@SeekingRuins “You call it property,” I whispered, voice barely brushing past the bark. “But it called louder for me.”

The forest held my words close. I shifted my weight, the branch creaking beneath me, just enough sound to betray that something was above. Not enough to tell exactly where.》

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

“I like choosing it.”

That landed.

I saw it in the shift of his eyes. In the quiet breath he took through his nose.

Slowly, Fang pulled one hand from his pocket.

He took the button from my palm.

His fingers brushed mine.

A small thing.

Nothing.

Everything.

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

Not here.

But Fang looked as lost as I felt sometimes, and that made me want to leave shiny things at his feet until he understood.

“You keep avoiding me,” I said.

His mouth tightened. “I’m sitting right here.”

“With enough space for a ghost.”

“You like space.”

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

Smoke from the firepit curled through the yard, slipping around my throat, my wings, my hair. The wolves beyond us murmured and laughed with the easy belonging of creatures born knowing where to stand.

I had never known where to stand.

Not with the murder.

Not in the cage.

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

↠꓄ꃅꍟ ꂵꀤꀸꈤꀤꁅꃅ꓄ ꌗꀎꈤ

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

Fang looked at the button like it might burn him.

Or worse.

Like it might mean something.

“I don’t need gifts from you, V.”

“I didn’t say need.”

His hand stayed in his pocket.

Mine stayed open between us.

The night pressed close.

[ɴᴀᴠᴇʀᴀ “ᴠ” ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱʜᴀᴅᴇ @MidnightCigfran]

flat and bright, with a scratch across its face like a scar.

I held it out to him.

He stared at my palm.

“What’s that?”

“A warning.”

His gaze flicked to mine. “Looks like a button.”

“Most warnings do, if you lack imagination.”

He did not take it.

Of course, he did not.