A Certain Darkness

thenitewolf said:
❝ Thought I'd drop by with some much deserved praise...I absolutely adore your writing and just can't get enough of it! I also wanted to ask what your thoughts are on Slaven, and if you'd be open to writing it? ❞


Um, wow! Thank you so much for your words, they make me blush!

Unfortunately it appears to be “Find all of Xaph’s NOTPs” week.

I won’t lie, I have pondered the thought of writing Slaven, and it has crossed the forefront of my mind before… but I’ve never been able to bring myself to do it. It’s the age difference that gets me. Please don’t hate me! I’m sorry… can we still be friends?

I can try something else? Jericho and Raven? (I mean, technically he is part of Slade, being his offspring and all…) 

Haha, no worries. Slaven isn’t for everyone. ;)

I would definitely be open to Jericho and Raven. I haven’t read many of the original Teen Titans comics, but from what I’ve seen they had a very touching relationship and I would love to read your take on it!

This time the monsters did not frighten her. They seemed almost old friends. Arya held the candle over her head. With each step she took, the shadows moved against the walls, as if they were turning to watch her pass. “Dragons,” she whispered.

30 Day Teen Titans Challenge

Day 1: Favorite Titan; Raven

"My abilities are controlled by emotion. The more you feel the more energy you unleash."

Frozen fear
All your hands on me
I can’t scream
I can’t scream….

"Ramsay took Lord Hornwood’s lands by forcibly wedding his widow, then locked her in a tower and forgot her. It is said she ate her own fingers in her extremity… and the Lannister notion of king’s justice is to reward her killer with Ned Stark’s little girl."


Reek had heard Stout’s servants muttering at how the Bastard and his men were eating through the winter stores. “He’ll bed Lord Eddard’s little girl, they say,” Stout’s cook complained when she did not know that Reek was listening.


"What do you think passes through their heads when they hear the new bride weeping? Valiant Ned’s precious little girl.


"Winter is almost upon us, boy. And winter is death. I would sooner my men die fighting for the Ned’s little girl than alone and hungry in the snow, weeping tears that freeze upon their cheeks. “


Daenerys Fan Challenge 1A. Favourite Moment.

A dragon is no slave.” And Dany swept the lash down as hard as she could across the slaver’s face. Kraznys screamed and staggered back, the blood running red down his cheeks into his perfumed beard. The harpy’s fingers had tom his features half to pieces with one slash, but she did not pause to contemplate the ruin. “Drogon,” she sang out loudly, sweetly, all her fear forgotten. “Dracarys.”

"How can you save a city, Robin, when you can’t save yourself?"

She tried so hard to be brave, to be fierce as a wolverine and all, but sometimes she felt like she was just a little girl after all. 

She played at being a queen, yet sometimes she still felt like a scared little girl.


If ever there was a twelve year old who could conquer the world, it would be Arya Stark tbh.