Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

By the time Laura returned, Ethan had quite a roaring fire going. The flickering heat and light gave the whole room a cozy, vaguely romantic aura, though the romance of it was totally lost on the father. All he wanted was to keep talking with his daughter, finally able to fully share a moment with her that wasn't tainted by the events of the night before. You noticed! I waxed and shaped them just for you! He teased as he took the glass from her. I'll bet you've already had some, so my minding would be pointless. He indicated the large bottle, have some, should help us both get some sleep. It was strange, he had spent so much time protecting Laura, that he didn't really get to know her really. The belated realization brought a shamed heat to his face as he looked into her brilliant blue eyes. Amber liquor splashed into the shallow glasses and reflected the fire proudly. So...girl talk? The father grinned over the rim of his glass.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Laura settled down next to her father again and snorted. Girl talk with my daddy? Now there's something special, she said, teasing him a little in good nature. We can do that. What do you want to talk about? Hair? Make up? Nails? She didn't feel like talking with boys and some things were too embarrassing to talk about with any man, let alone one's father. Or school. They should talk about that. She was in her final year of high school. College was looming around the corner. Before, she would have lept at the chance to get as far away as possible. The extra freedom would have been irresistible. Now? It seemed scary. Something she didn't want at all. There's this college, she said, sipping from her own drink for courage. It's really close to here. I could get in easy and I'd live here if you're okay with that. She looked up at her father. Her long eyelashes cast spidery shadows on her reddened cheeks. They've got a very good Arts programma there.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

The father looked thoughtfully at Laura for a moment. Wondering what caused the change of heart-- the last he had heard was that she wanted to go to new York or Scotland even for her college. To 'become more worldly', she had said. You sure? I mean, I want you to get to see the world...not that I'm sad to hear that I'll have even more time with my one and only! If you want to stay with your old man, I'll just have to put my man cave on hold then won't I? He said, excitedly hugging his daughter. Ethan stroked his short beard as he marvelled at his daughter. He could see a change in her, he just couldn't figure out what the change was. Well, at least I'll be able to interview your prospective boyfriends easily now. He laughed heartily at the thought of how nervous he was to meet Marian's parents. He didn't know what to continue the conversation with, so he took a long drink of whiskey and let Laura lead the conversation, something he hadn't done in a very long time...
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Yeah... well... she said and took a sip from her own whickey to stall for time. I just got to thinking. College is for learning, right? I mean, if I flunk out it's gonna mess up my whole future, so maybe it'll be better if I stay here where I can focus better instead of being somewhere across the world being destracted by just about everything. Laura leaned against her father. The whiskey was a tad bit stronger than the watered down mixed drinks she was used to getting at the clubs she often went to. It made her head feel a little fuzzy, but only a little. Buzzed. That was the term. She was just a little buzzed. Luckily for that hypothetical boyfriend, she said, he doesn't exist and probably won't for a good while. I don't need a boyfriend, I have you. She giggled. Okay, that came out wrong. Oh well, she'd blame it on the buzz if she had to. You'd probably loom over the guy and give him the big ol' stink-eye and make 'm quake in his boots. I don't want some boy anyway. I want a man.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

That explanation made good sense, it showed maturity that made Ethan positively beam with pride at his daughter. You have no idea how proud I am to hear you say that. About college that is... he chuckled. He was pretty glad about the boyfriend thing too, but she didn't need to hear that. He'd done his share of protecting. His large hand slid against Laura's shoulder with an affectionate squeeze. The father filled up a second glass of amber, his head full of the liquors buzz. I'm glad we've got each other...I don't know what I'd do if I didn't. He mused softly as he continued to hold her in his arms lovingly. You are a woman, you deserve a man....not a man-child. I'm sure he'll find you when the time is right. Lord knows he is a lucky son of a gun...
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Laura cuddled into her father. I love you, daddy, she whispered. You'll always have me. I promise. No matter what would happen, she was certain that she could always depend on her father. Oh really now? Laura asked, arching one eyebrow. You think I'm a woman? And here she had always thought that he kept seeing her as a little girl with pigtails and a stuffed toy under her arm. Part of her still believed that he saw her that way. Then prove it. She smiled as she challenged him. Never mind that there wasn't a way that he could prove that he saw her as a woman now instead of a little girl. Not a way, at least, that she could think of too easily. Laura downed the last of her whiskey and reached for the bottle, pouring herself another glass,
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Ethan looked at his daughter with a wise look in his eye, enjoying both the buzz and the life he saw reflected in her blue eyes. Well...I think that you proved it for me. What you said about college and what you want out of it was very mature you know. He smiled, realizing that he hadn't been seeing what was actually there. Instead he let fear and sadness grip him, in the process, he let it hold on to Laura too. I should have seen you as the woman you are a long time ago. He eyed the glass of whiskey in her hand, besides, you are drinking a big girl drink aren't you? Laura would always be his little girl, but he had accepted the fact that the lovely woman before him was what she grew into. Plain as that. The whiskey was finally settling in his brains, it made everything so light on his tongue, so easy to say. I love you, and that's all I got. He continued, squeezing her shapely form to him some more.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

She had never been quite thise close to her father, cuddled up against his body, almost molded against him. Comfortable, that was the word for it. At home, another phrase she'd attach to cuddling like thise in front of the fire. Laura put her glass down. It was as good as empty again and her head was full of it anyway and instead of drinking, she squirmed up against her father's side and landed a sloppy smooch on his cheek. Then you got enough, she told him. Love you, daddy, love you so much. So lucky to have you. She sprawled against him, utterly relaxed and content. Though I think this grown woman has had enough. On the drinking bit, I mean. And usually, when she got a bit buzzed, she turned up the teasing but that, she estimated, was a bit problematic. So instead she patted -- or was that petted? -- his chest. Mine, she murmured.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Ethan glowed happily at feeling his daughters warm length pressed up against his, the father lazily stroked her ribs as he emptied another glass. He was well and throughly buzzed, borderline drunk, he had to be careful what he said, loose tongues and all that. He returned his daughters kiss, aiming for her cheek but instead he hit the corner of her mouth. In his state, he didn't even care. He felt his consiousness slipping from him slowly, it must have been the alcohol... I'm the lucky one...look just like your mom... he said hazily, already beginning to fall asleep.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

Laura giggled. Her father had such horrible aim. But she didn't complain about the kiss at the corner of her mouth. It was sweet. Too giddy and happy to really consider her actions, Laura shifted and landed another sloppy kiss on her father, this time on the lips. Y'think I look like mom? she asked, slurring her speech, then snorted. Obviously, she didn't have to expect an answer any time soon. For the guy who bought the good whiskey, he had a low tolerance. And it looked like they'd be sleeping on the floor. Laura didn't thinks he would be able to get him up to his bed, especially since she was rather gone-ish as well. She'd probably end up falling asleep in the same bed.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

The father lingered in his daughters kiss for much longer than was really appropiate, but the alcohol had numbed his good sense enough that he simply enjoyed it for what it was. A simple kiss between father and daughter. He couldn't find anything wrong about it. Where do you think you got your good looks,honey? Me? He laughed sleepily as he absently caressed his darling laura. Ethans body became pleasently numb as the alcohol sank into him fully.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

She liked this. The soft lingering kiss and the way he touched her. It felt safe and loved and right and she didn't want this to end any time soon. Hmmm... I think you're very handsome, she said, leaning into his caress. Her hand rested on his chest and she closed her eyes for a moment. Wouldn't life be easy if her daddy was all she needed? I think you're very handsome, she repeated, her hand trailing up and down his chest. I could fall for you in a heart beat. If not for pesky little things as him being her father and such.
Thread: Familiar comfort (DarkenedKnight and Lucrezia)

And I've already fallen for you...honey. he said, not realizing the implications of his words. He only meant that he was her father and loved her completely. The fire was dying down, the twilight its embers cast upon the pair made ethan sleepy. He lazily snuggled Laura close as he drifted off to sleep. Unbeknownst to ethan, his large hand had slid down and attached itself to his daughters behind, gripping it tightly. Let's sleep now honey... he half snored as he slid deeper into unconciousness.
Thread: craving a non-con fantasy scenario

I have returned! Those of you who have pm'ed me about that idea and never got an answer-terribly sorry! I have quickly found my partner after a few minutes after creating this threadwow and was not interested in it any further...now that I think about it perhaps I should have pm'ed you that I'm no longer looking for a partner or close this thread XX Anyway, now I'm back at bluemoon and interested in doing this one again!
Thread: craving a non-con fantasy scenario

bump...
Thread: brotherly love

It was the morning that Dantes parents had gone away on vacation for the summer leaving his sister and himself alone in the house. It was going to be a parent free house for 2 months, Dante thought it would be the perfect time to have parties,ones that his parents would really aprove of, then again they didnt aprove of much,being at the age of 18 and rebeling against them and all. Dante was still in bed though,he barely remembered his parents saying bye to him when he was half asleep.It was only around noon when he got up from his bead only wearing his black boxers as he headed to the washroom to take a shower. not really caring wiether his sister was awake of not, or if she was even using the washroom.
Thread: brotherly love

Rose was the good girl of the house and had gotten up in time to say goodbye to their parents, as well as to make sure that nothing would happen while they were gone. Her brother was one who could sneak around so she was afraid she might not be able to control him, it was a challenge and she was willing to accept it. Hear blue eyes looked up at the ceiling and she rubbed them, she had gone back to sleep once their parents left and now that she was sick of sleeping she had woken up. Sitting up she stretched and heard her brother get up, sighing slightly she walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen not even giving him a glance as she passed by him, which she knew upset him sometimes. Getting a few pop tarts and a Pepsi she went into the living room and turned the TV on, her short skirt showing off her black silky thong underneath, and her tight top showing off her nice sized c cup breasts, her hair being somewhat messy but in a hot way, now it was just a matter of time before the house really started to rustle. There was nothing else to do yet and school was out so she might invite a few friends over later, then again she might like to just hang around and relax, time would tell.
Thread: brotherly love

Dante's shower was only a short one,just long enough to wet his hair and wake himself up fully.After he got out and went to his room to get dressed in his black cargo pants and a red t-shirt he walked down stiars, his brown hair still wet. He walked over to the living room and saw his sister, looking at her over the couch thinking to him self that she plays the nice girl, but looks like a bad girl..He jumped over the back of the couch so he was sitting beside her and took one of her pop tartshey sishe said smiling as he took a bite out of the pop tart.
Thread: brotherly love

Rose hated her brother and sometimes it was for even the little things, giving out a yelp in surprise as he jumped over the couch she glared at him and shook her head What do you want Dante? Looking back at the TV she took a sip of the Pepsi and knew what he thought but she really didn't care, she was interested in what he was going to do while their parents were away though, and she would wait for him to make a mistake then try and scold her older brother on it, she was only sixteen but she had enough fire in her to challenge him.
Thread: brotherly love

Dante smiled at herwhat do I want?he asked thinking for a momentwell,things that you wouldnt allow,like a party tonigt, and tomorrow, but your younger,so you couldnt stop me even if you wanted tohe said with a smirkbesides, looks like your already for a party dressed like thathe said as he slowly looked her over from head to toe. Dante had to admit to himself, he starting to like what he was seeing.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Goodnight Draco.Maria, his one employee smiled as she poked her head into the owner's office, resting her cheek on the door as she studied her boss.He really was breathtakingly beautiful. To bad he didn't notice when someone was flirting with him. And so depressing about his voice...really, someone that beautiful should be able to whisper sweet nothings in a lover's ear. Shuddering a little at the mental image she smiled, moving to go. You wont work to late will you?I don't want to find you sleeping on your desk again.She said softly chiding, she worried about him. And wished he'd take better care of himself, though she understood why he didn't.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Draco looked up at her when she talked tipping his head tot he side before nodding and looking back down at his work. he had skipped lunch again, as she well knew, but he wasn't worried about it, he could go out and get something later, he wasn't hungry. he gave her a small wave, showing her that he 'promised' he wouldn't sleep at his desk again...he'd sleep on hers instead, he didn't want to go home to an empty house, it gave him too many dark feelings. he didn't remember when he worked himself into exhaustion at the book store, besides that was how he made so much money, staying up half the night looking for new hit books, getting book signings with the actual author, running other book stores in other countries, they where bigger than his little two man shop, but he liked this bookstore, it was calm, peaceful. he wasn't depressed there. he swallowed as he touched the viscous scar on his neck, it looked as if it had been ripped off. he had told maria that he'd been in a war, which was true, but said instead that he'd been hit by a bomb, it certainly looked like it, his face was still pretty, if a little ragged, it was the rest of his body that looked awful. remnants of the night he'd been tortured by Fenrir. horrid memories of his own awful past. much to Maria's annoyance, he was sleeping on her desk when she came in the next morning. he left it up to her to open up...and wake him up, no matter how little sleep he'd had.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Despite everything, maria was actually late getting in the next morning. Even though she was usually there at daybreak, her dog had had to go to the hospital, and instead of the usual morning, his day was about to get a good deal messier. As the sound of shattering glass rang through the shop, the sound of a girl in pain, struggling to reorient herself in the darkened bookstore, trying to figure out where her attacker was, and where she was and...why there was a small light on in the back. Struggling to get her bloodied wings straightened so she could get out of the store, she stumbled as she climbed over the wall, nearly falling as she caught herself on the edge, looking out into the darkness. having missed her attacker, and apparently she was being left alone to die by herself. Michela looked around struggling to beat her wings to take off, ignoring the ripping and pain.Not noticing she had company.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Draco jerked awake at the sound of the shattering glass rubbing his eyes as he got to his feet, coughing a little as he stumbled into the room his eyes wide as he gaped at the Angel in front of him, that was all he could manage to do, all he could do was stare at the un earthly beauty and the tattered and broken wings as it tried to take off, whipping out his wand he rushed forward and set his hand gently on the creatures shoulder, trying to convey that he meant her no harm, feeling the pain of not being able to talk weigh even heavier on his heart as he realized he couldn't tell the creature what he was intending. he could heal her, not well, but enough that she would at least live long enough to heal on her own...hopefully. ' she needs to stop moving! i can't cast the spell! he complained to himself as he tried to calm her down with her touches.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Michela stared at him, eyes wide and pain filled as she stared at the man in front of her. Fear in her eyes. As large as her wings made her appear, she was slight, and injured already. Not understanding what he wanted, struggling because she thought he was the one that attacked her. Before stopping. Realizing that she was being silly.Whimpering softly as she stilled, her wings trembling as she held still under his hands.Help me.She whispered, knowing there was nothing he could do and still was compelled to say it. Lng hair the color of ice fell around her shoulders, each strand sparking like ice, as if each strand was encased. Pale and beautiful, her eyes looked like diamonds shattered into a million colors, with each turn of her head the colors shifted. She was a archangel, she was beautiful in her pain, and totally unqiue in her beauty.
Thread: Archangel's fall

he swallowed thickly and carefully ran his wand along her body, slowly healing her wounds as much as he could as soon as he calmed, pain in his eyes at seeing something so beautiful, so hurt. he healed her as best as he could, the pain in her body fading, but not vanishing, Draco wishing he could heal her more, wishing that he could somehow communicate with her, all he could do was heal the bleeding, and mend the broken as much as he could before dropping his wand and rushing to the bathroom, getting the first aid kit and running back to bandage the rest of her wounds, panting softly as he tried to help her to her feat, his neck suddenly in plain view, giving her the clue as to why he wasn't making any noise.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Pain flickering over michela's face as she realized why he wasn't talking as she slowly flexted her wings. The shattered bone shifting. Whimpering softly as she hunched a little, trying to lessen the pain that her body was feeling. Turning her head to look at him,pressing a hand into his arm as she started to feel faint. She hadn't been mortal for long, and as one who was used to a whole different pain scale she was fading fast.If you can...something soft to lay on...She said slowly slumping against him, icy diamond white wings dipping to the ground as she past out, hanging limpy as she slumped into him. She'd heal...but it would be a slow process.
Thread: Archangel's fall

he nodded and gathered her carefully in his arms, carrying her as carefully as he could into the back room, which he had a cot, not that Maria knew about it, she'd take it away if she did. Draco only used it on the nights that they where closed. it wasn't the softest thing, but it was all he could manage. he laid her out as gently as he could, swallowing thickly as he got up again and rushed off, coming back with several ice packs and some cool rags and a nice glass of purified water...for some reason he didn't want to give her anything with muggle poisons in it, gently laying the ice packs on her bruises, carefully handing her the water.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Michela stirre as he pressed the glass into her hand shifting to take the water from him.Thank you.She said softly, her voice shifting accents, a strange lilting tone that said she wasn't from around here.Whimpering softly as the cool touched her wings, they were extremely sensitive, and as a whole angels disliked having them touched unless they were intimate with the person at the time...but he was being helpful and she couldn't snap out at him for helping her.Smiling warily, watching him with tired eyes.I'm....sorry...I fix everything....as soon as I can...She said slowly, smiling. Knowing that was the thing to say. Having been around enough to know that, but mostly....the world confused her. It was probably good she'd found someone to help her, because otherwise she'd be really lost.
Thread: Archangel's fall

he shook his head, waving his hand about as if to say to not worry about it, he'd already fixed everything himself with his magic, couldn't have the world trying to figure out what had happened and interrupting them. he sighed a little and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper writing something to her, hoping she could read. 'don't worry about the mess i already took care of it, you just rest, stop trying to talk and try not to move too much. i'm sorry i can't do more for you but i highly doubt i should take you to a hospital, people would panic and you'd never get the time to rest, and those stupid muggles would try to experiment on you. just get some sleep, i'll try to heal you a little more if i can but i'm at the limit of my skills.' he didn't ask questions, she was too hurt for that, he could ask her later.
Thread: Archangel's fall

Michela laughed softly. He sounded like gabriel...pain cossing her face at the thought of the other archangel.nodding a little as she settled down to go to sleep.Feeling safe and knowing that he wouldn't let anything happen to her while she was there.She wasn't sure how she knew but she knew he'd help her.Falling asleep, she looked innocent and broken, like a toy tossed aside. For the first time in weeks, truly at peace. When she woke up it was early afternoon, and she pushed herself up, whining slightly as her body protested it. But she needed to know where she was. And what she was going to do. Everything was just so new to the ancient immortal who was no longer immortal.She was just learning that when she got hurt, there really was a serious chance she'd die. Whimpering as she looked around, wondeing where her hero had gone.Blushing softly, realizing she hadn't even asked his name