#~leviathans thread~

[smahell]

lesson 60 on nb is out time to avoid spoilers on all platforms like the bubonic plague

[frgdsecrts]

for: agathe (@thegraveyardshifts ) location: a random alleyway

Levi's vision had been going in and out for a while now. He felt himself not far from entirely blacking out, the drugs in his system doing what they were intended to do. His world was shattered. There was nothing left of it anymore. Part of him was crying because he wished he would've never found the truth, but a bigger part of him cried over Leto. He had lost Leto tonight and it had been his fault. Why wouldn't it? He knew from the start that it would be becausse of him that one day he would end up losing Leto.

And like the stray he was, Levi sought comfort in the streets.

As the vampire sat in an alley way, a half empty bottle of whiskey loosely gripped in one hand, grief-stricken eyes gazed up at a starless night sky. There were only two other times Levi had ever been this bad. The first was the night Agathe found him, having finally hit rock bottom that night. The second was when Agathe left him. While he can't remember the pain he felt the first night he had found refuge in an alleyway, he does remember the first night without Agathe. He should've known better, should've known he was setting Leto up for failure. His heart screamed, all he wanted was to go back home.

It's better this way. He's better off without you.

Levi's mind refused to allow him to entertain the thought of home, whispering words of doubt to him instead. He needed to feed. It had been a bit since the last time he had. His head lazily rolls to the side, tearing his eyes from the night sky, his gaze falling on the vision of an angel that seemed to glide towards him. The pain of hunger struck him again, his vision blurring more, but she continued to get closer. He looked into familiar eyes, unsure if what he was seeing was real or not.

“Agathe,”

[novaxanomaly]

Daryn sighed "I am sorry if she gets annoying. Honestly I have just tried to make sure she is happy. Besides my mother .. she seems to be the only one that... Makes me happy since my brothers passing." He admitted.

Levi looked over and smiled. "Oh? Ok hunny. I'm on the phone with Niko.. Lilith wants to do another dinner soon." He chuckled and walked over to Livia and kissed her cheek, "have fun my dear."

Remu sighed "well, whatever the secret.. you still need to behave, do you understand?" He looked at his little girl with a raised brow.

Axel put the boys down and sighed "alright let's go, dear, before you get too nervous to leave them."

Jax looked up at her. "What would you like to wear? Momma says we can be casual."

Meeting His Family || Closed Starter

To say Daryn was nervous would probably be an understatement as he walked up to the front door of the address Livia had sent him. He was dressed casually with a pair of baggy pants and a loose shirt, with chains around his neck.

He wore two chains, one belonged to his late twin(the black chain) and one was his own(the silver one), and he fiddled with them nervously as he stood on the stoop, trying to gain the courage to knock.

He was supposed to be picking Livia up and bringing her to his mother's house. Rhiannon had demanded to meet his first ever girlfriend and invited her to dinner. Unfortunately, his mother had invited the rest of his siblings also.

Daryn sighed and quickly brought his hand up to knock on the door.

@co11ywobbles

[helllords]

Well... I think you're right, Hyacinthe does have issues dfgusjdhfs

Why does she also fit with Ass? HELP

type bingo.

" Look at us getting along so well, dovey. I'm always here for a makeout session, in case you're bored~. "

A simply, court nod in appreciation. " Good girl. I'll show you how much you have missed and make you desire even more. "

Does he still think she is too good for him? Certainly. Does this make him wrap his arm around her waist tighter in affection? Absolutely.

" I have never doubted our compatibility,-- my queen. "

[abyssalpriest]

Lev really is one of those grandpas you find out was involved in hardcore war shit and a bunch of serious high ranking jobs when he was younger and you just cannot believe it's the same person

[dionadaiiraaa]

The lochs and lakes of the Dreaming were more beautiful than Eden could ever imagine. When he arrived, he took to the waters right away and it never felt so much like home.

Eden had been carrying out his duty to the letter, anything he could do to help Morpheus, he would.

He had been lounging in the sun, his body half submerged in the crystal clear water, his long aquamarine tail enjoyed soaking up the water as the shimmered in the sun which gave it a near-opalescent glow to it. He stretched his burly arms as he ran a hand through is reddish curls. His skin freckled on his human half. Just as he was dozing, he sensed the King of Dreams drawing near. He sat up quickly and slipped out of the water, his beautiful tail turning into a pair of man legs which shrouded in dark trousers. He stood and smiled upon seeing Morpheus.

❝ Guid mornin' to ye, ma lord, how can ah be oof service? ❞

@all-nights-dreaming

[oceansrevenge]

TIMING: Current PARTIES: @faustianbroker & @oceansrevenge SUMMARY: Your typical sea monster meet-cute or something. Marina happens upon Leviathan swimming in the ocean and unfortunately for boaters, the two had a great time.

There was nothing in the world that compared to the open sea. The motion of the waves, even on a calmer day, soothed Marina in ways no tank ever could. No matter how meticulously the water was monitored to ensure her survival, it didn’t have the pull of the tides or small crevices to squeeze into while she slept. Since escaping the glass prison, she simply couldn’t get enough time in the ocean. Every cephalopod protected and in her presence helped return the strength that had been taken from her, healed the aches in all but her hearts. The feeling of strength in her tentacles had her craving one of her favorite pastimes. It had been too many years since her tentacles had wrapped around in a ship and sunk it to the ocean floor. 

The summertime months were filled with various vessels venturing into waters that were not theirs to explore and Marina longed to sink them all, but today, she would start with one. Test her strength and affinity with these new waters. She swam swiftly through waves as searched and finally laid eyes upon a vessel filled with humans with their phones out. There was a slightly satisfied curve to her mouth as she raced ahead, only to feel something else in the water swimming in the same direction. Something that mirrored her in size and intensity. She stopped in her place and laid eyes upon one of the most stunning creatures she’d ever seen. It had a dragonesque look that reminded her of tales the other nereides back home had told of sea monsters like the kraken and the Leviathan and it had a pale turquoise glow around some of its parts. It was remarkable. Would it like to toy with the humans in the same way she did or would it consider her a foe? It was decidedly not fae, the familiar chiming feeling under her skin wasn’t present and it was not one of her cephalopods. It was a risk and it was thrilling. She approached more slowly, wonder present in her eyes. “Wow,” her deep voice vibrated through the water, “You magnificent creature. What are you?” She didn’t expect a response, but she was curious to see what it did next. 

—

Some days Leviathan wanted nothing more than to return to the sea from which it had come, but it had things keeping it here, now. People. Besides, that sea was decidedly more lonely than this one, and so the demon often compromised by spending a day or two shifted and in the water until it felt ready to return to the human life that waited for it. 

This was one of those days, and Leviathan swam lazily through the water, fully aware that it had wandered into the path of one of the vessels from its tourism business, figuring that it might as well give some lucky bastards a show while it was in the area. 

But… huh. What was that? Many pairs of eyes flicked this way and that as its great, frilled head turned in the water, massive clawed and webbed feet pawing at the water to turn the serpentine body in a tight formation. 

Behind it was… whoa. Whoa. That giant mouth hung open in surprise at the sight of the… the what, exactly? Octopus… person. Fae? Had to be. It didn’t know of anything that looked like that, and fae were probably the most diverse species in appearance. 

I am the Leviathan, it answered honestly, voice sounding in her head and hers alone as it swam a little closer. Its heart thudded against its ribcage, gills flaring and bubbles erupting from its snout. What are you?

—

The way its voice reverberated through her mind made it feel as if its words were a song meant only for her. If Marina were to hazard a guess based on the clarity, she was almost certain that the words were for her and her alone to hear. There was a certain thrill to that, one that made her confident that its words were true and she was truly swimming before the Leviathan itself. And it was a thing of beauty. She wanted to see it in action, live the many stories she had heard of its antics. Her imagination surely could not do it justice. 

“Your words are true,” she stated plainly, her eyes still carefully monitoring its movements. As if taking in every small detail of its form, the way its gills moved, and the way she felt the change in the currents changing path around the large creature would commit it to memory with flawless clarity. “Leviathan,” she repeated softly, intrigue clear in her voice even under the water. 

The Leviathan was a legend, one she remembered telling tales of to Eula when she was just a young little thing. That thought added another layer of longing, one mixed with an ache that her sweet girl didn’t get to experience this moment of wonder alongside her. The memory still stood, Leviathan was the thing of legends and she would not slight it by leaving it waiting for an answer. “I’m a nereid,” she offered, “You may call me Marina.” 

Somehow, she had the feeling her name would sound something akin to the symphonies inspired by muses hearing it echoed in her own head in the voice of the beautiful sea serpent. A tentacle tentatively extended toward the demon, unable to help herself, but not foolish enough to show the creature anything but the utmost respect that its notoriety commanded. “May I?” 

—

Marina… its voice vibrated through her head once more, swelling and bursting like waves crashing through the entrance of a sea cave. Its many eyes danced to the tentacle she extended, and if that great, toothy maw could have cracked into a smile, it would have. Yes. Even in this body, it craved all the same things it had grown accustomed to by living among humans, and touch was top of the list. And to be touched by such a magnificent creature of the sea, well… that was simply a bonus. 

It swam closer, serpentine body coiling behind it as it leaned into the grasp of her many arms, clearly welcoming the closeness that it brought. She was small compared to it, but Leviathan still marveled at her size. I have never seen one like you, it mused, claws dragging lightly across her body as it admired the form. You are very beautiful, Marina. Marina… The voice now rumbled almost as if it were laughing, a theory backed up by the way its jaws parted and its head lolled as it pressed its snout against her. All those aquamarine eyes closed and the beast coiled tighter, basking in the effortless and mutually respectful connection that had been forged in an instant. If only it were always this easy.

—

Had her own name ever sounded quite so beautiful? The way it flowed and ebbed through her so that she could feel every syllable, feel the wondrous way in which this legendary being regarded her. If Marina hadn’t already been thoroughly taken with the magnificent creature, she would have been in that moment— instead, something akin to affection swelled through her that only grew when Leviathan leaned into her touch. The sensation of its skin was rough and she could feel its power. The very maw that danced into her touch could destroy even her and there was something exhilarating in that fact. 

There was a wave of pride in her. The Leviathan found her form beautiful and its appreciation showed in the gentle way its claws moved across her skin. Marina could hardly believe something so large, so powerful, could have such a light touch. She hummed in contentment. There was something especially thrilling in the promise of pain the sharp claws held despite the soft way they grazed her form. “And you are absolutely stunning,” she practically sang, leaning into its form as it looped and coiled around her, “What beautiful destruction you must be capable of.” 

Tentacles with a mind all their own, followed delicately across the demon to bask in its affection. Marina already felt a sense of adoration for it, one that normally only came so easily for other fae, but this creature so embodied the ocean that it was easy to feel at home in its touch. Her eyes drifted towards the vessel in the distance and she gave the creature a small nudge. “Perhaps you could show me,” she said deviously, low voice carrying in the water. 

—

Head turning in the direction she’d indicated, Leviathan let out a low, gurgling laugh. You know I would love to, it thrummed, but that vessel actually belongs to me. Looking back at her, it cocked its head to the side. Still. I will happily show you what I am capable of, Marina. You need only follow… 

Uncoiling from around her, the massive beast started a swim deeper out to sea, listening for the roar of engines. While it could travel at frightening speeds, it kept the pace leisurely, instead enjoying the feeling of swimming in a spiral around the nereid, brushing its scales against her body. 

If she was this gorgeous looking like herself, it could only wonder what her human disguise might look like. If she had one of those: it wouldn’t fault her if not. The ocean was a far more preferable place to be, after all. 

I have a home among them. For entertainment, mostly—this town provides plenty of that. You are always welcome, should you feel the urge to venture onto dry land. The house is on a beach, so there isn’t much arid travel required. 

A far off rumbling met its ears and the demon gestured with a jerk of its head. There we are. It was one of the big ones that hauled shipping containers full of god knows what—amazon packages, probably—overseas. A sizable boat, but nothing that the demon’s powerful jaws couldn’t rip through. As they approached the ship’s powerful propellers, Leviathan placed itself below Marina, eyes growing dark as pupils expanded in excitement. I like going for the propellers, it explained, they tickle. But, ladies first, if you like.

—

Bubbles seemed to surround them as the Leviathan seemingly laughed and there was something strangely endearing about it. Many stories of it had been told from the limited viewpoint of humans who were terrified of it and had painted it as a terrifying monster. Marina had no doubt that it could inspire terror in the hearts of many, but there was something so delightfully playful in the way it coiled around her and how she could feel its chuckle shifting the current around them ever so slightly. “Curious,” she thought aloud, letting her tentacles brush against its scales as it unwound itself from around, “I would not dream of destroying anything that is yours.” As much was true and not only because even she looked small next to its massive form. No, there was a kindred nature— a connection she couldn’t quite place. It wasn’t the same humming of bells under her skin she felt in the presence of other fae, but the feeling brought its own kind of warmth. 

“Lead the way,” Marina hummed, eager to follow alongside it. She had the feeling they could both swim faster, it likely considerably moreso, but the relaxed swim held its own magic to it. The way the great creature spiraled around her in a way that allowed them to brush each other every so often. It was an all encompassing experience that only became more so when its voice swam through her mind again. Even more curious. It had to have a human disguise, one she was almost certain could not hold a candle to the beauty it possessed now, but she wanted to see it all the same. She wanted to know where it fit into the human world and perhaps what it could teach her in that regard. 

“A home and a boat,” Marina wondered aloud. The more human-like arm of her form reached out toward it and her fingers stroked its scales as it made another loop around her. A quiet show of acceptance as she gathered her thoughts. “You divert expectations,” she finally said, “I appreciate the invitation and will likely take you up on it.” She paused briefly. “I have matters on land to attend to.”

For now, Marina would leave it at that. Discussing her business with the humans meant letting her thoughts drift to the circumstances that inspired her vendetta. The glass tank. The isolation. Eula. 

No, this particular moment was a bright one that didn’t need to be marred with thoughts of vengeance and rage. Marina could carry the happier memories of her daughter with her and let this experience be what it was— something beautiful, magical. As much became all too easy when she could hear and feel its voice again. Her skin flashed from its normal orange to an inky black before finally fading into a light brown. Somewhere alongside its voice, a laugh from her memory rang clear, too. Her own shortly followed. 

“Ach nai,” Marina let slip in her native tongue, before slipping back to the English they had been conversing in, “Surely just a tickle for one with such thick skin.” The powerful propellers on the vessel likely wouldn’t be quite as kind to her. Instead, she watched the vessel momentarily and focused on the movement of the water. Her eyes flit shut as she allowed herself to fully feel the current and tides, let herself become fully one with them. When her eyes fluttered back open, they gazed upon the ship. She willed the water to form waves larger and choppier than they were previously on such a clear day. The water was happy to oblige and the boat began to rock slightly. That was her moment. 

Marina drew in closer toward the ship and reached a couple of tentacles out to grab along some of its side railings. Paired with the motion of the water, she was able to gain enough leverage to violently jerk the vessel from side to side, sending a few of its crew over and into the water. She was quick to wrap a tentacle around one of the trashing humans and pull it under the surface with her as she moved closer to Leviathan. “I have a few humans to drown,” she spoke, “That’s my favorite part.” If she had been wearing her human visage, a devious grin would have painted her features. “Your turn. Show me your worst.”

—

Watching delightedly as the nereid commanded the water to do her bidding, Leviathan flexed its claws and flared its gills, now itching to take a bite of the vessel itself. It paced in the water, if you will, swimming to and fro as the massive nymph sent men hurtling overboard and into the stormy waters, where she snatched one up, ignoring his struggling and muted screams as he tried to claw himself free of her grip. 

Damn. That was pretty hot.

My worst, my worst… Its worst would require a different form. Larger, more lethal than this gentle cruiser. But that was easily done. Of course, Marina. Diving deeper, the demon opened its jaws as wide as it could, and something began to emerge from them. Tentacles, not unlike her own but scaled up considerably. They writhed and grasped the side of its great head, ripping the lower jaw off of the body. A split ran down the beast’s side, clouding the water down deep with blood, and something burst forth. Impossibly large when compared to the vessel it was vacating, unfolding like it had been vacuum sealed inside. It looked different, lacking in clawed appendages and with an enormous mouth like a lamprey—a gaping, circular opening lined with hundreds of jagged teeth. Once it was free of the gore of its former body, it sped toward the surface and crashed against the underside of the cargo ship with enough force to launch it out of the water about twenty feet. Its tentacles wrapped up and around the ship, circling it fully as that horrific mouth clamped down on the propellers. They groaned and stuttered before being ripped from their bearings, and the rear of the ship dipped low, the upper deck sinking a few feet beneath the water. Leviathan opened its maw wide, tentacles gathering at the end of the ship nearest its head, making it tilt at an even more extreme angle—and the desired effect was realized as a few of the crewmen fell, screaming, into the sea monster’s jaws. 

—

There was a hum in the currents as Marina watched the creature change into something bigger, something far more terror inducing but somehow even more beautiful. It carried into her hearts which pulsed with excitement as she watched the change and delighted over the inclusion of tentacles in this form. A deep laugh rang around her as she watched its massive maw go straight for the propeller. She imagined a mirror of a tickling sensation in her own beak, knowing full well the massive propellers would be more than a tickle for her. The way its tentacles wrapped around the ship and the loud crunch it made under its grasp had to be one of the most amazing things she had the fortune of seeing. 

Then the Leviathan was holding the ship at an angle, letting its crew fall into its jaws, and she knew those humans would never see the light of day again. Marina was giddy at the thought. It was magnificently destructive, a show to let the humans know they weren’t welcome here. The demon had taken her favorite pastime and made it into something even bigger, even deadlier, and it made her feel warm in a way she hadn’t in decades. 

“Brilliant,” Marina encouraged. She practically danced around the wreckage, grabbing wayward crewman who hadn’t quite made it into the Leviathan’s late afternoon snack and pulled them under. Some were easier to pull down than others, she took her time with the ones who trashed against her grip. One, two… a dozen? In the excitement, it was hard to keep count. 

“Such quick work of it,” Marina awed, “With a flair for the dramatics. I approve.” More than approved, she craved more. She could watch it swim and rip things apart for hours, but she longed to see its human disguise too— perhaps become better acquainted with it. It could create such carnage and wreckage with ease and lived amongst the humans from time to time. The Leviathan was a curious creature and this show only left her only more awestruck. 

—

Satisfied with its work, Leviathan dragged the ship below the surface with those massive appendages and slithered along the bottom of it, distributing its weight more or less evenly on each end of the ship before gripping tightly and ripping. The vessel cracked in half and began its descent to the sea floor where it would, in time, create a new reef. Whatever humans were still aboard, huddled in their hiding spots, would make food for the predators that were already headed this way. 

I am glad to hear that, the demon responded to Marina’s approval, moving her way again, its sheer mass shifting the currents around it and nearly pushing her about. And I am glad to see you… have enjoyed yourself. If it had had a mouth capable of smirking, it would have done so. 

If you have business among humans… I’d like to show you where you can find me up there. Wasn’t the only thing it wanted to show her, but that didn’t need saying. Yet.

—

There was always something satisfying about watching human-made vessels sink. Slowly, it’d be pulled to the ocean’s floor and be reclaimed by the life there. Algae and corals would grow on the surface, smaller fish would swim through it and make it their own. Larger predators would find meals in the remaining humans abroad. For all they took from the ocean, in moments like these, they were giving back. Marina found satisfaction in her waters reclaiming something so large. It’d soon be home to many more deserving and she found it easy to bear affection for the creature who made it possible. In such a stunning display, the kind sailors of older days wrote shanties about. 

“I’ve most certainly enjoyed myself,” she hummed, “And I’m glad you got a good meal out of the endeavor.” In so many ways, the demon embodied the ocean that its form was suited to it. It was capable of great destruction like the waves in a storm, but had a certain whimsy about it, too. The kind that made the sea enchanting and the subjects of poems and paintings, century after century. Just like its voice in her mind, the shift in the water as it moved toward her again felt all encompassing. As it neared her, she reached toward its tentacles, not asking this time before feeling them against hers. Even with her own considerably large size, her tentacles seemed so small in comparison. It didn’t scare her. Intuitively she knew Leviathan would do her no true harm, but the fact that it could was thrilling. 

“It’s as if you read my mind,” Marina responded, her hands brushing along some of the seafoam colored accents in its scales, “Though I have no intention of ruining such a wonderful day with business as such. I had… more exploratory endeavors in mind.” This form, while far superior to the glamour she wore, didn’t quite allow for the same expressive mannerisms. She hoped the emphasis on certain words served the same purpose as a smirk or the strange winking thing that humans did. Her fingers traced its scales a moment longer before gesturing ahead, “Lead the way.” 

[britcision]

Not gonna lie, tiny bit disappointed with season 2 of Candela Obscura already

The GM is pretty bluntly describing a television show shot for shot, which was really really cool until we got into a lot of “it looks like this”, which is fucking worthless in an audio medium like, say, the goddamn podcast version

Hopefully someone will remind him that this isn’t Dimension 20 and not everyone’s watching a 4 hour long video

[thefvrious]

@ghostsxagain sent -> “ get down here, you! “ to pull leviathan down for a kiss.

Things are getting stranger and stranger as more ethereal beings realize they’ve been pulled into the orbit of the Devlin family. Lev’s been wondering if Six summoning him really was some happy accident or if it was divined. And, if the latter, to what end?

He’s been busy lately, which he also suspects is thanks to the Woman Upstairs, so he hasn’t been able to tend to his human pet as much as he’d like to. Deep down, he can feel their ache for him, the hollow pain of longing and loneliness — and it drives him to Six, appearing like an apparition in front of the young human.

“Missing me?” The being asks with a smirk before Six is upon him, practically climbing him like a tree. Leviathan is both surprised and amused. He uses one strong arm to hold Six up and kisses them back with as much vigor and enthusiasm. When the human pauses to take a breath, Lev looks at him with glittering eyes and shining lips. “I guess that was an understatement…”

[frgdsecrts]

to: leto ( @sanguisxferox ) location: leto’s place

Normally Levi did not get nervous when he was going to Leto’s place, aside the butterflies that swirled in his stomach, but tonight had been a little different. Perhaps if he wasn’t such a hot headed vampire things could’ve played out differently, or maybe if he hadn’t been high during the altercation, but they played out exactly the way Levi was; chaotic. In that moment of time, when fists were flying in every direction, and anger had taken over his mindset, Levi just wanted blood. He didn’t care who had gotten hurt in the process, in fact he wanted to hurt someone in the process, because he was simply blinded by violence at times. Thankfully, he wasn’t alone in this particular fight and therefore his scrapes weren’t as bad as the ones he sometimes got. But like any fight he was in when Leto wasn’t around, no matter how badly hurt he was, or wasn’t, Levi always wanted to be with his boyfriend afterwards.

So, after parting ways with Kazimir, Levi made his way to Leto’s place. He healed rather quickly, truthfully he only had gotten a couple of cuts on his arm due to the gravel in the ground, some glass from random broken bottles ripped his shirt a bit, a busted lip, disheveled hair, but nothing major. Still, he was nervous as he approached his boyfriend’s home. Why he was nervous, Levi truly didn’t know. He also felt bad because he knew he was about to cause worry in the other, something he didn’t actually enjoy doing. But, Leto was his safe place, he was Levi’s home and there was nowhere else he’d rather be right now. Plus, he was a bit tired. He hadn’t really fed much recently, mixed with the intake of alcohol and drugs from this evening, in addition to a fight, it only felt right to cave into exhaustion in his boyfriends arms.

He walked up to the very familiar door, using his key to open it, and entered Leto’s place. “Sweetheart?” Levi calls out, gently closing the door behind him. He steps further in until he finally spots the person he’s been looking for, offering them a little smile. “I hope it’s okay I am here, my love. I missed you. It’s been…an interesting night, and I am sorry for showing up looking like this.”

[frgdsecrts]

Levi chuckles, “Bold of you to assume I wouldn’t take you with me to the top. I’m not letting the universe part our paths again, sweetness.” He really has no intentions of letting Mathias go again, because it didn’t even occur until they reunited just how much Levi actually missed him. “And you’ll be the first to get my motivational calendar, because you’re just that special,” he playfully adds, though he was serious about Mathias being special to him.

Feeling the warmth of Mathias’s hand in his again after all these years apart felt really nice to Levi. He softly smiles at the question, “I would love that.” Then he turns to guide them towards the open space where a few other people were dancing and begins to guide them i dance. Much like the night ahead of them it was very free, filled with laughter, and he let Mathias do the guiding.

TIME SKIP

“Can you believe that person thought they were going to take you back home with them?” Levi laughs, shaking his head, as he guides them towards his living room area. “As if I would ever let you go home with anything less than a ten,” he paused, now in his living room area, looking over at Mathias, “I mean, besides me. I would say I am a seven at best, but that person was like a high five and low six.” He turns to the living room area, his favorite spot area to be in. “Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you anything?”

Mathias had to cover his mouth not to laugh too hard. It was fun to hear someone's impression of Suresh. The way he viewed the other was different than everyone else. Suresh had become a close friend and ally during Mathias' reign over the Deathrunners. "I've heard of the place, maybe I will come by to visit you, now that I know you work there".

"Hey sometimes fuck it is very motivational". There were many days where Mathias adopted that mentality when it came to his job. It was freeing for sure, and people did notice when he was in a fuck it kind of mood. "Just remember once you make it big to still visit me from time to time okay?"

He took the hand that was extended to him and smiled, "I don't think I have. Will you be my first?"

[helllords]

I may have done these before but… Green is Zach… which is interesting….

Blue is the big HK.

type bingo.

" Oh, darling, I know you were made for me~. "

There is a hint of confusion and surprise that crosses his features before his eyes flicker from Asmodeus back to Zachary. " I suppose we could--- get along. "

There is a satisfied smirk behind her hand. Good luck getting that lipstick off of him, she will make sure to get the most long-lasting one specifically for him.

[strykingshot]

@phoenix-flamed liked for a starter!

Kat cursed as she heard the sound of their pursuers moving ever closer to catch them. The hideout was straight ahead and if she didn't get rid of them soon things will get worse than they already were. She pushed him to force him to run ahead of her as she slowed her pace.

"Keep running straight ahead and whatever you do, don't look back." She said to him before she turned around and ran to meet the soldiers chasing them.

She always hated her semi-primed form. Unlike Clive or Jill, she always felt her form turned her monstrous. But, she was desperate to get rid of the soldiers and it was the easiest way she could do it.

Water began to form around her body as it began to take shape around her. Wherever the water touched, scales began to form over her skin until her arms and most of her chest had been covered. From the sides of her head, large fish-like fins formed where her ears once were. As the water rolled off her body it began to collect and form a long and powerful tail that whipped back and forth behind her.

She held out her webbed and clawed hand as a ball of water began to form and steadily grew larger with each second.

"Dear gods, what is that thing?!" She heard one of the soldiers shout. His scream was her indicator they were close enough as she raised the orb of water, now larger than an adult chocobo, over her head and brought it down where she heard the soldiers approaching. The soldiers only had a moment to scream in terror before they were swept away by the sudden rush of water forcing them and some uprooted trees away from the source with the force of a raging storm.

For a moment all was quiet until Kat dropped to her knees, coughing violently as blood begins to seep between her fingers that covered her mouth.

[abyssalpriest]

how to know levs around: your ocs/stories/etc suddenly start making so much sense and ideas flow out of you like water out of a dam

[dionadaiiraaa]

Eden outright chuckled. He hadn't meant to laugh but to see someone as powerful and perpetual as Dream be concerned for him, well it did give his heart a warm flutter. He shook his head. There was a jovial air about him.

" Aye. Ah think so," he replied and watched him with his sea-colored hues. " In ma man form anyway...Don't ye have an appendix?" He asked and patted his shoulder in a friendly matter. " Yer funny, Dream, do ye know that? " He wondered if he should mention the flirtation going over his head.

@all-nights-dreaming continued from here: xxx

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Levi very rarely had nights like these, in which he could enjoy being normal. Being normal actually wasn’t so bad when you had the right partner to be normal with. A life with Leto just doing mundane day to day things sounded more thrilling than the one he currently lives filled with nothing but chaos and uncertainty. As he looked over at Leto there was a sort of him that wanted to get down on one knee right now and ask the shifter to marry him. Except…he didn’t have the ring on him, and he wasn’t going to propose with an onion ring or fried calamari. Soon. Soon he would do it and soon he would be Leto’s husband. Assuming, of course, his boyfriend didn’t go running for the hills.

Levi is smiling as bright as ever when Leto gives in about the new kitten. He’s already picturing the new addition to their ever growing family. “I can’t wait. I promise you’re going to love her.” He leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his boyfriend’s lips and continues to smile up at him in a happy almost dreamy state. And that’s probably how the night would’ve kept going…if only the universe was that kind to them. If only….

Levi watches as Leto gets up to use the bathroom after a couple more food dishes and rounds of beer. He gave him a playful smirk, knowing he’d be joining him in there very soon. One minute turns to two that then turns to ten before Levi decides to get up to follow in the direction of the bathroom. But when he opens the door there is no one there. “Leto?” Levi calls out, getting no answer. Perhaps his boyfriend was playing a game of sorts? He steps out of the bathroom to carefully look around the restaurant, spotting an exit towards the back. Ah. A blowjob in an alleyway. Okay that made sense to Levi, maybe his boyfriend just wanted to be extra scandalous tonight. So he makes his way towards the exit, opening the door, soon finding himself in the back alleyway of the restaurant.

It takes his mind a second to register what is happening. Two vampires, a blood witch, and his boyfriend pinned to the wall. It was like Leto was being crucified with how they had him sprawled out, feeding in him, mercilessly. And a split second later, Levi is moving on top of the blood witch. They must’ve not been a very good blood witch because it doesn’t take Levi a long time to take them down, soon finding their throat in his mouth. He barely had a chance to come back from that fight before he was being slammed to the ground by one of the vampires who had been forcibly feeding on Leto. “Fuck you!” He screamed, getting slammed into another wall, pushing himself towards the other. As they fought, the second vampire jumps on top of Levi. All he could think of was needing to save Leto but at the same time his mind was crashing into something he wasn’t expecting. Flashes of a memory that seemed to be coming out of nowhere. Suresh? He is caught off guard for a second as the naga’s voice whispers words he can’t quite make out. Before he knows it he’s being overpowered by the two vampires.

Leto chuckles, then hums happily. “That sounds like heaven, doesn’t it?!” I’s easy for people outside to say that beautiful people like the both of them can easily find someone to warm their bed and they aren’t wrong―both men could probably have anyone they wanted without much efforts, but Levi has never been anyone―he’s the one, the only one. No one can handle his crazy and no one gets his blood pumping like the vampire. The moment his gaze fell on him, there was no one else.

Fifteen, turning sixteen, years of honeymoon phase―and it could’ve gone like that much longer if only―if only today wouldn’t exist. “If he doesn’t, we’ll just be traumatizing someone else.” He laughs, before kissing Levi’s shoulder, eyes still filled with love. Though, his laugh turns even more joyous when he sees the pout. “How am I supposed to fucking resist you? We’ll have to go and see that kitten. You know I can’t say no to you―who could?!” And if Levi wants a thousand cats, he’ll get them, ‘cause Leto has never been able to say no to him.

Fuck he could spend days looking at his boyfriend and the more he does, the more Leto tries to build his courage to ask for his hand. He opens his mouth as told and munches happily at anything put in his mouth really. Half of the pleasure is from watching that joy and excitement on Levi’s face. “Mm that last one is divine!” Hard to beat bread; especially great one. After a couple dishes, Leto excuses himself to go to the restroom; winking at Levi as he does so.

Five minutes pass and he isn’t back. It’s like an invitation for his boyfriend to join like many other times before.

Though, that ain’t what’s awaiting Levi―