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“Exactly. Girls you do not need to worry, it keeps us at a stand still. We would not Alastor hurt in any way, and I can assume Miss Talyhian here would not want her own brother hurt. As someone with an annoying yet lovable brother, even though he can get on my nerves, I know I would kill anyone that even laid a finger on him.” She spoke still looking forward though towards her surrounding party, who still seemed apprehensive. “Besides,” she continued, “If anything did happen and I found out about it, I know you girls would handle it justly.”

Alastor looked towards the twins, “A beanpole..? What is… Hey wait, I do not get dressed in the dark, my mommy says I’m very handsome.” He snickered, a wide shit eating grin on his face, teasing slightly while doubling as a way to show off his sharp teeth. “So me and dream boat are switching then..? Was I supposed to back a bag for the sleepover or..? Ah you know what I’ll just sleep naked anyway.” he spoke causally, shrugging his shoulders. Kat ran a hand through her hair, “Alastor please watch your mouth. Be respectful.” The fire demon gave a snort, “Watch my mouth? Dunno about that one but I can certainly do much more fun things with it.” He smirked, winking over at the twins.

She could feel the other three’s eyes on her, knowing that they were hoping she’d change her mind. Although it may be a bit unorthodox to put someone like Alastor in a deal like this, she had her reasons and she demanded that her underlings trust her on this decision. She watched the twins sign their name and their blood. She gave a small nod, “Blood, hm? Very well…” She spoke, signing her name with the pen before reaching into under her pant leg to access the small knife she always kept concealed. She gave a small cut to her thumb and smeared a small amount onto the paper. “It is settled then… This is now a blood path which is quite important to me. Take care of him, if he likes you he can be a great asset to have. And I can promise anything ever happened to him, the streets would be bathed in blood. Alastor, be good. If he ever gets too fussy, booze will settle him down.” Alastor looked at her, a brief moment of nervousness flashing across his fave before he grinned again, “Yeah, baby loves his bottle and doesn’t shut up until he gets it.”

Elliott blinked a bit surprised, “Woah, calm down you don’t need to explain yourself to me, I don’t even live here i’m just a friend…” He explained, putting his hands up for a moment. “Uh… But yeah just kinda be quiet maybe? He’s gonna have a real short fuse today, just uh… Yeah…” He smiled, looking down at her a moment.

Elliott she’s not listening

Yeah definitely figured that one out. He could hear the demon in his head, giving a soft sigh as he rubbed the back of his neck. She seemed nice enough, he just hoped that Casey’s rude and overall mistrusting tendencies didn’t completely scare her away. He knew that his friend needed some kind of companionship more than just him and his cats.

Casey stared at her a moment, already annoyed as he listened to her. He wanted to blow up in a fit of rage and let out all of his frustrations of the morning on this poor girl. He glanced over towards Elliott, seeing his nervous face as he waited to see his reaction. Ugh. Why did his friend have to actually be nice and care about others? The redhead huffed, “Don’t let it happen again.” He spoke with a small scowl on his face, “You will be fired if you do… Part of your job is to be here early in case of any kind of emergency with me, do you understand? Do not make me repeat myself.” Was it a bit rude? Yes. But has he acted much worse for much less? Also yes. Elliott let out a sigh of relief, going to try and help him down the stairs, “Hey come on, I think she is making breakfast.” Casey shrugged him away, continuing on his own, “Hm..? I suppose that’s something useful.”

Tristan stared up at the man, trying to take his words and the situation in. Although he was a bit intimidating, he seemed to mean well, maybe even a little socially awkward. It was comforting in a way. “Oh sorry, s- I mean… Zephy.” He sighed, giving a small chuckle. “Sorry, force of habit… I uh… I was an attorney back when… Well… When I was alive… Used be being polite.” He admitted, clearing his throat again. He looked towards him, thinking over his proposal. What choice did he really have? Not in a malicious way from the other, but in a more hopeless way on his own part. He didn’t have anyone or anything to go back to, god knows where Scott had gone to, it had already been years since he had talked to his sister even before his untimely demise. He had no one else to even go to. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was scared to go back out. He was gunned down by the mob, god knows what would happen if he were to be seen again. At the moment, he’d rather stay with this kind stranger than be alone out in the regular world.

“I… I don’t mind staying… I… I honestly don’t think there’s much left for me out there now, if at all.” He admitted, a somber tone in his voice. He perked up slightly at his the water jug appearing. He looked on in wonder, while he had some magical abilities, he could not create matter out of thin air like he did. “Fascinating… Thank you.” He smiled small as he reached to pour himself a glass, a bit shakily admitted with slight spills, but nothing terrible and it got the job done. He sighed, “It’s not exactly painful… Well… My gun wound feels sore… A bit achy… But the rest of my body just feels… Odd. It’s as if my whole body was numb and is still trying to get the blood flowing again.” He admitted, looking below the blanket he was wrapped in and ghosting his fingers over the scarred wound. It was healed, though he could still feel the pain it had caused. He was still in his own world by time he felt his hand on the back of his neck. It caused him to tense up, blinking surprised, “Oh my you are freezing! Your hands are like ice!” He exclaimed, turning his attention towards him again. I’m a sort of instinct, he took the other’s hands in his own, trying to warm them up for him. “Do you need this blanket instead..? If I wasn’t looking at you I’d think you put an ice cube on my neck.” He admitted, giving a small smile.

Dark had his plan in motion, following behind the target like a predator hunts it’s prey. He knew what he needed to do. All he needed was to knock the other unconscious before taking him for the slow death his client paid for. He had hidden a simple aluminum baseball bat under the vehicle to get the man out cold before taking him off. “Oh no… Was I mistaken? Maybe it was someone else’s car… Let’s see a minute…” He spoke, going around to the side of the car. “Ah I see, I think it was this side…” He spoke, slowly and inconspicuously reaching under the grab his weapon. “Maybe it was right here… James what do you think..?”

Though before he was able to get close enough to take the first swing, that was when the other assassin appeared. What the hell? What was this lady doing? At first he was jus confused, thinking he’d need to take another body home with him. That was until he saw her glare at him. Did she know what he was doing? How would she know unless..? “Woah there, awful rude talk to use on a lady, maybe you should take a rest… I can help you out.” Though he was completely surprised by the blade flying his way, managing to dodge the weapon before looking towards the action. Well shit, there goes his payday. “Fuck… Must of really been a price of shit for two people to try and take a hit out on him…” He spoke casually, crossing his arms over his chest. “Kinda rude to take my kill right out from under me there… I think you owe me, babe.”

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Taly, had arranged the meeting with her brothers to make a treaty of peace between the gangs. The dragon, wore a simple black dress and coat over her shoulders. Holding a few papers. Copies of the same contract for them both to keep in case there were accusations or breaking of the rules of this settlement. The redhead sat down and opened up the binder and splayed out the two proposals. Pushing one towards, Kat.

Talyhian, gave a small smile and lowered his head respectfully, before taking his seat beside his sister. He wore a simple black suit with a white shirt. A few buttons were open at the top. He poured him and his sister a small glass of whiskey. Also, for Kat and, Alastor. “So, I am sure we can come to some settlement. An exchange to be exact. If we trade a body each then we have… A reason not clash as we would have someone who we hold dear on the opposite side. And a result of lashing out would put said body in harms way, which I don’t think neither side would want or do for that matter. You have my word and my sisters.”

Lotus, was running down the road looking at her watch half dressed. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” She panted loudly and was navigating through the alley ways and such to get to the residence. Oh yeah. Manage two jobs… Sure you got this, Lotus! The demon smiled wide when she had seen the house. Quickly entering it. Looking around a moment, before scuttling into the kitchen as she buttoned up her shirt. “Shit…” Lotus, looked around and began to gather pans and food. Oh, what to make. What to make. Full English breakfast? Toast? Coffee? Tea? Juice?

“This is fine. Fine. I got this…” She breathed heavily and caught her reflection in a pan. Her blonde hair was a mess and her cheeks were rosy red.

Zephyr, was sat in his office looking over to pile of items in front of him. He was thankful for the magic he had learned over the years to adapt with the loss of his sight. The items set out in from of him were a few books, clothes and some foods. Fresh food. It wasn’t for him. Zephyr, was the fallen god of death, he had no need to eat, so it was strange when he had to have food around. The god simply sighed and moved his hand in two slow motions. A large piece of fabric appeared under the items and wrapped them up, finishing them off with a small black bow. He gave a small smile and picked them up in his arms. Heading out into the hallway with an exhale. Zephyr stood a moment and looked in the direction of, Tristan’s room.

He slowly made his way over to his room and simply knocked on his door three times and wet his lips. “Tristan? I have food. Books and clothes if you wish to change? I… I know it is cold down here, so I made sure the clothing is made from a thick fabric. It should keep you warm… Maybe I can get some more wood for the fire?’ Oh this is hard. When was the last time he had spoken to another being?

Adeline, was sat in a small diner off the beaten track. Her eyes were glued to her phone scrolling through ‘her’ social medias. Truth be told it was simple a burner phone to be destroyed later. It was all just to blend in with the rest of the people who were in here. The place was semi full, it was early morning. Just before sunrise. The vampire, had a small earpiece to keep in touch with her boss who had handed her the contract. An ex wife wanted her husband killed. Why? It did not matter. The deposit was paid and that is all that mattered to her and her boss. The next step was to wait for the prey to wander in… She took a sip of her coffee and licked her lip. Adjusting her bracelets that were decorated with small circular beads. A few of them filled with liquid nightshade. One would be enough to knock him out. Two would kill him. Slowly… Later in the day and she didn’t need to be anywhere near him. Perfect. The target had been sat up at the counter chatting to a waitress. Time to strike. Ady, went out to the counter.

She put the cup down on the counter and smiled sweetly, bumping against his. Brushing her thumb over the bracelet. Letting two of the beads slipping into the drink. “Coffee is strong and perfect for early morning, is it not. May I have another?” Adeline, asked the waitress . She smiled and poured her another refill. The vampire simply hummed and winked at her. “Thanks.” She tilted her head towards him and pouted. “How about a refill for him? He looks like he could use it.” She chuckled and put a few bucks on the counter as a small tip to her, before going back to her seat. The assassin was simply dressed in black knee high boots and jeans, a grey sweater and long black coat with scarf to match. An autumn look if you will. Though she had a blonde wig on and blue contacts. A glamour for her protection.

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Although her closest advisors had urged against the meeting, Kat had found it much more beneficial to try and work a deal. She was tired of the fighting and the constant having to keep watch of the other family. It was enough having to stay under police radar, she didn’t need them worrying about more rivals on top of that. She stood up straight in her chair, dawning a black satin button up, tucked into a pair of high waisted khakis and a pair of simple black heeled loafers on her feet. Her most trusted colleagues around her. Scarlett on one side, wearing a brown halter top to expose her scaled wings behind her, accompanied by a pair of faux leather pants and black boots. On the other side stood Alex, wearing a fully black ensemble of pants, button up shirt and heels, the buttons open enough to reveal her chest and upper abs. Finally her brother Stefan stood behind her, wearing a white fur jacket and a dark pink pair of pants, simple black loafers on his feet, his chest completely bare under the fur. Sitting beside her was Alastor, who leaned back in his chair, his bare feet resting causally on the table. His outfit was much less chic than the others, wearing a simple white tank top and a pair of black pinstripe pants that seemed just a little too big on his thin hips, only being held up by the purple suspenders over his shoulders.

Kat shook her head, “Oh I don’t drink, sworn off of it years ago, Al, darling take mine.” She nudged the glass to the other quietly as she kept her eyes ahead on the others. When offered the whiskey, Alastor didn’t hesitate to gulp his glass down, seemingly not paying attention to the conversation. Kat nodded, “I see… We won’t meddle in each other’s affairs if we both have the other’s family…” Alex gave a small huff, “But then what if they hurt one of ours? How do we know that we can trust you at all?” She spoke, crossing her arms over her chest. Kat sighed, “Alex, calm down, I can handle this… If they hurt one of ours we have one of theirs in our possession. Works the same vise versa. So it keeps both of our sides from hurting the other’s.” She spoke calmly, but had a cool calm confidence to her. “I think this will be beneficial to the both of us. In our lines of work, blood is shed often, why cause more between us? So then… I will trade to you one of my most valuable underlings. Alastor.” And all at once her posse shouts exclamations of confusion, all but Alastor trying to convince her to change her minds. The fire demon had instead spit out his alcohol, coughing and trying catch his breath as he leaned forward to rest his head on the table. Kat rolled her eyes a moment, before putting a hand up in the air, causing the others to go quiet, looking towards her in shock. “Don’t question my choices, my mind is already made up. Now then, who will be joining my company?”

The house was mostly quiet, besides the soft pitter patter of cats roaming the residence. Some came up to Lotus, quietly watching the stranger work. Quick footsteps came down the stairs, as the burned brunette came into view. He paused a moment at the bottom of the stairs, taking a moment to figure out in his head why there was a random woman standing in his friend’s house. “Uh… Hello..? What are you…” he trailed off as he remembered what Casey had told him earlier. “Oh wait, you’re the new housekeeper lady right? Uh… Casey’s in the shower right now uh… He called me to help him because you weren’t here yet uh…”

Elliott walked into the kitchen, rubbing the back of his neck. “So uh… Guess I’ll give you a warning he’s probably gonna be in a really bad mood. His back is really bothering him, like he couldn’t get out of bed… Uh, just tread lightly? He can get a bit cranky but uh… Listen he’s not that bad of a guy, he just gets really mad really easily… So um… Yeah… Oh I’m Elliott by the way, I’m one of Casey’s friends, you’ll probably see me every once and a while. Uh… Afe you ok? You look like you just ran a mile.” He spoke awkwardly, giving a small smile. It wasn’t much longer before slower steps slowly came down the stairs, and into view, the crooked red-headed man appeared, wearing a simple blue robe and black loafers. He leaned quite heavily on his cane, his teeth gritted as he took each step, trying to conceal his pain as much as possible.

Tristan sat quietly in his new room, his mind muddled with many thoughts as he tried to piece together everything that was happening. Last he remembered he had been bleeding out in his lover’s arms after being shot by some unseen assassin. Now suddenly he had woken up in a new place with a stranger, many years passed from this last memory. He was just somewhat overwhelmed from getting all of his senses and body functions back. The knock had caught him off guard a moment, instinctively flinching at the sound before remembering what it was. The kitsune moved to open the door, having been wrapped in a blanket rather than wear his own cold clothing at first. He leaned slightly on the frame, still trying to get used to using his limbs again.

Before speaking, he cleared his throat, trying to warm up his voice to speak after being silent for so long. “I… Thank you, Zephyr, sir… I appreciate everything you’re doing for me… Um… Clothes would be very nice… And I suppose I haven’t eaten in quite a while… Some water would be nice… My throat is a bit parched from… Well, you know…” He spoke quietly, holding the blanket close to his chest before shakily grabbing the bag that had been offed for him. “I will change uh… It might… It might take me a moment my body isn’t used to moving yet. I just sort of feel… Tired, I guess..? I’d hate to bother you but… I might need a bit of help… It’s a little difficult standing for long periods on my own.” He admitted, biting his lip awkwardly. “That might be too private of a request, I’m sorry, I understand if you don’t want to… I can try to figure it out myself.”

The demon stood outside the diner, looking in casually as he scanned the people in the crowd. It wasn’t hard before he had found his Target. The man sitting at the counter talking to the waitress. The hit was simple, some man who wanted him dead after his wife had cheated on him with this target. This was really all he knew, some messy marital issues that somehow lead to murder. Dantanian was not complaining of course, kept food on the table and that’s all that mattered. Of course this one was different than normal, while the option to request what kind of death the target experienced was there, most did not act on it. However all he had said was he wanted for this man to die a slow and painful death and the hands of the other, implying some kind of brutal killing. Some sick fuck if he ever saw one, wanted this guy to be tortured and killed by an assassin. Well all that mattered was he was going to get paid.

He waited long enough and now was the time to strike. He just needed to lure him out to get him away from all of these eyes. He was quiet walking in the establishment, wearing a black turtleneck sweater with matching colored pants and suit jacket, covering his concealed arms attached at his shoulders. Dark walked up to the counter, getting the attention of the waitress the target was talking to. “Excuse me, miss?” He spoke just loud enough and stood just close enough to the man that he would be able to hear his conversation. “There was a hit and run outside, a red pickup truck parked farther back in the lot if I am not mistaken.” The description was one that could be said about the target’s vehicle. The man beside him had seemed to notice the conversation before he had stepped outside to check on his car. Dark waited a moment to not cause suspicion before walking out calmly to follow him.

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Taly, had arranged the meeting with her brothers to make a treaty of peace between the gangs. The dragon, wore a simple black dress and coat over her shoulders. Holding a few papers. Copies of the same contract for them both to keep in case there were accusations or breaking of the rules of this settlement. The redhead sat down and opened up the binder and splayed out the two proposals. Pushing one towards, Kat.

Talyhian, gave a small smile and lowered his head respectfully, before taking his seat beside his sister. He wore a simple black suit with a white shirt. A few buttons were open at the top. He poured him and his sister a small glass of whiskey. Also, for Kat and, Alastor. “So, I am sure we can come to some settlement. An exchange to be exact. If we trade a body each then we have… A reason not clash as we would have someone who we hold dear on the opposite side. And a result of lashing out would put said body in harms way, which I don’t think neither side would want or do for that matter. You have my word and my sisters.”

Lotus, was running down the road looking at her watch half dressed. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” She panted loudly and was navigating through the alley ways and such to get to the residence. Oh yeah. Manage two jobs… Sure you got this, Lotus! The demon smiled wide when she had seen the house. Quickly entering it. Looking around a moment, before scuttling into the kitchen as she buttoned up her shirt. “Shit…” Lotus, looked around and began to gather pans and food. Oh, what to make. What to make. Full English breakfast? Toast? Coffee? Tea? Juice?

“This is fine. Fine. I got this…” She breathed heavily and caught her reflection in a pan. Her blonde hair was a mess and her cheeks were rosy red.

Zephyr, was sat in his office looking over to pile of items in front of him. He was thankful for the magic he had learned over the years to adapt with the loss of his sight. The items set out in from of him were a few books, clothes and some foods. Fresh food. It wasn’t for him. Zephyr, was the fallen god of death, he had no need to eat, so it was strange when he had to have food around. The god simply sighed and moved his hand in two slow motions. A large piece of fabric appeared under the items and wrapped them up, finishing them off with a small black bow. He gave a small smile and picked them up in his arms. Heading out into the hallway with an exhale. Zephyr stood a moment and looked in the direction of, Tristan’s room.

He slowly made his way over to his room and simply knocked on his door three times and wet his lips. “Tristan? I have food. Books and clothes if you wish to change? I… I know it is cold down here, so I made sure the clothing is made from a thick fabric. It should keep you warm… Maybe I can get some more wood for the fire?’ Oh this is hard. When was the last time he had spoken to another being?

Adeline, was sat in a small diner off the beaten track. Her eyes were glued to her phone scrolling through ‘her’ social medias. Truth be told it was simple a burner phone to be destroyed later. It was all just to blend in with the rest of the people who were in here. The place was semi full, it was early morning. Just before sunrise. The vampire, had a small earpiece to keep in touch with her boss who had handed her the contract. An ex wife wanted her husband killed. Why? It did not matter. The deposit was paid and that is all that mattered to her and her boss. The next step was to wait for the prey to wander in… She took a sip of her coffee and licked her lip. Adjusting her bracelets that were decorated with small circular beads. A few of them filled with liquid nightshade. One would be enough to knock him out. Two would kill him. Slowly… Later in the day and she didn’t need to be anywhere near him. Perfect. The target had been sat up at the counter chatting to a waitress. Time to strike. Ady, went out to the counter.

She put the cup down on the counter and smiled sweetly, bumping against his. Brushing her thumb over the bracelet. Letting two of the beads slipping into the drink. “Coffee is strong and perfect for early morning, is it not. May I have another?” Adeline, asked the waitress . She smiled and poured her another refill. The vampire simply hummed and winked at her. “Thanks.” She tilted her head towards him and pouted. “How about a refill for him? He looks like he could use it.” She chuckled and put a few bucks on the counter as a small tip to her, before going back to her seat. The assassin was simply dressed in black knee high boots and jeans, a grey sweater and long black coat with scarf to match. An autumn look if you will. Though she had a blonde wig on and blue contacts. A glamour for her protection.

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smut prompts

“Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

“I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

“You’re not going out in that outfit.”

“Don’t give me that look.”

“You’re more than just a one night stand.”

“Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”

“You want me to give you your book/phone/item back? Make me.”

“Like what you see?”

“Try to stay quiet, understand?”

“We’re in public, you know.”

“I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

“Dont be so rough. there cant be any marks.”

“I really don’t care. You still look hot and i’m trying not to kiss/fuck you senseless right now.”

“Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.”

“No, i’m supposed to be making you feel good.”

“Make me.”

“Stop teasing me so much..”

“You’re in trouble now.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“I’m waiting.”

“First one to make a noise loses.”

“Mine.”

“We cant do that here!”

“Behave.”

“What did you just say?”

“Come here.”

“Watch me.”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses anymore.”

“If you cant sleep…then how about we have sex?”

“Put that thing away!”

“Don’t kink shame me.”

“If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.”

“I’m going to put on some clothes before you say anything else.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“Bite me.”

“If you insist.”

“Could he make you feel as good as i do?”

“You’re n-not ,um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?”

“Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”

“You taste like fucking candy.”

“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”

“You make a sound and its game over.”

“Just let me finish this/this level and i swear ill go down on you until you cum at least three times.”

“If i have to stop what i’m doing, you wont be able to walk for the next week.”

“I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice.”

“I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet.”

“Were you just masturbating?”

“U-uh..no, i was just..”

“Want some help?”

“Shut up.”

“Why don’t you come over here and make me.”

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

“C’mere, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working.”

“What? Does that feel good?”

“I’m not jealous! its just…you’re mine!”

“If we get caught i’m blaming you.”

“We have to be quiet.”

“Tell me again.”

“You have no idea how much i want you.”

“Say it.”

“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

“Wow, i didn’t realize you were that…flexible.”

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.”

“You better shut that pretty little mouth before i put it to work, doll.”

“I think thats the first time i’ve heard you moan…it was like a fucking melody.”

“I really want to kiss you right now.”

“Then do it.”

“You’re not taking me to bed. ever.”

“Who said it had to be on the bed?”

“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but i bet behind closed doors she’s latex and whips.”

“Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. thats cute.”

“For the love of fuck.”

“Yep, thats me. I love to fuck.”

“How do i look?”

“Would you reconsider if i was sober?”

“I’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if i try hard enough.”

“Don’t fucking touch what is not yours.”

“You don’t need to cover up the bruises/hickeys.”

“I’m not sure if its a sexual thing or not.”

“We’re…..just friends.”

“Friends don’t do this kind of shit!”

“How quickly can you cum?”

“There’s people here.”

“I know.”

“I don’t care what you do just fuck me.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m up for it if you are.”

“Don’t ruin the sofa.”

“Ill just have to cum inside you then.”

“Stop dancing like that or i’m going to cum in my pants.”

“I’m not going to touch you unless you beg.”

“You cant tease me like that and expect not to be punished.”

“I’m gonna strangle you.”

“Is that a promise?”

“You look a bit tied up, want me to come back later?”

“Stop distracting me.”

“Were you touching yourself?”

“I know they’re just stuffed animals but doesn’t it feel weird? its like they’re watching us.”

“That’s probably the fastest i’ve ever done that.”

“Please, remind me again why we’re having sex behind a tree?”

“I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.”

“We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”

“It was so worth the injury though!”

“Saddle up doll.”

“Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.”

“Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”

“God damnit, now all i can think about right now is you licking my cock like its that ice cream cone.”

“If i have to pull over, you wont be able to walk for the next week.”

“Do you think they can hear us through the tent?”

“Yes we can.”

“What are you doing in my bed?!”

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Heterochromatic fox

[darling-young-demons]

Scott let out a shaky breath, nodding slowly as he took in every word. He looked at her, biting his lip as he thought about what to say in return. All the sweet and nurturing talk was so foreign, it was almost hard to handle. The kisses helped relax him, as he leaned his head against hers so their foreheads touched. “Ava... This is real right..? I’m not dreaming or anything... I’m not just gonna wake up and be alone right..?” He spoke, giving a soft chuckle before he simply laid his head on her shoulder, holding onto her like a child does a beloved toy.

He stayed like that for a few minutes, simply relaxing and composing himself, feeling at ease in her arms. When he finally pulled back, he ran his hands through his hair in a way yo try and fix it. “Thank you... For being here... It... You mean a lot to me...” He smiled, softly holding her hand.

“Also... Those berries I ate, are they actually poisonous? Because my stomach hurts but I’m not sure if that’s because of eating too many or y’know... Dying...”

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

@theheirsofhell

[darling-young-demons]

Scott gave a small sigh, listening to her as he simply thought all of it through. “Honestly... I don’t even know if I can be fixed at this point... I’ve been like this for over two hundred years... At least the first four years I had Tristan... But even he couldn’t completely bring me back together... Brought him down that darkness with me...”

His eyes looked to her own, and he could tell she was being honest. That didn’t mean it couldn’t change in the future, but for now, it was so comforting to feel her gentle arms around him and to hear her tell him such sweet and soothing things. He could feel his heart swell in his chest, and his was it hard to ignore. “You... Do..? You really feel like that..?” He asked, biting his lip. He wasn’t sure if he should feel happy or terrified.

“Ava...” He started, moving to take her hands, placing them on his cheeks with a small hum. “I want this but... I’m scared... I’ve been through hell so many times... I’ve lost too many people I love... I can’t do it anymore... And... And my days get so dark... I just don’t want to drag you down that pit with me.” He gave a warning, tilting his head to leave a soft kiss to the palm of her hand.

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

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[darling-young-demons]

“Heh... See I knew you wouldn’t be able to live with me. I’m just that...” He was going to go off on a tangent about how amazing he was and simply let that egocentric side take over to tease her. But he had trailed off when he felt the kiss on the back of his neck, being caught off guard by it. Though that didn’t mean he disliked it.

He listened to her a moment, shaking his head, “There’s one big difference between us though, Ava, you said your mother was injured, it was out of her control, right? Not me... I just... Locked myself away from the world, refused to eat, refused to sleep... I did nothing all day besides drink my life away and try to find my way out of this hell called life...” He explained, pulling his knees to his chest and simply resting his forehead on them. “It’s pathetic... I’m pathetic...”

He softly placed his hand over hers a moment, “I... I wish I could believe you, Ava... But... I’m still not... She really broke me... And I can call her a whore and all that but... I truly loved her and she... She never loved me, chose my brother over me... Imgine looking your brother in the eye as he drives off with your wife and baby.”

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

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[darling-young-demons]

Dark had followed behind Adeline not long after, having stayed by the infants to be sure that they did not wake up after just putting them to sleep. After only hearing bits and pieces of the conversation before he arrived, he looked into the room with a raised brow, looking between the four of them. “I’m sorry, did I just hear someone talk about porn..? In the kitchen..?” He asked, moving to stand behind his lover, wrapping an arm around her waist with a sigh. “Please tell me I heard something wrong here...”

“No... You did not, dad... Apparently Tal might be looking at some... Weird stuff... In the middle of the kitchen...” Elliott spoke, who had been beside Prim, listening to the conversation the whole time and trying not to engage at all.

It didn’t take long for the wolf to mosey her way into the room, looking between them all before looking towards Tal. “Alright, alright, what’s the racket? Why’s everyone harassing my baby..?” She asked, going u to him and cupping his cheeks. “Babe, what’s going on here, huh? You’re as red as a tomato!” She spoke, placing her hands on his cheeks.

“Tal may or may not be watching some unsavory things on his laptop while he is just in the kitchen... And now they are making bets on it...” Dark explained, “I am not part of this I am simply just here and witnessing it.”

Kat rose an eyebrow, “What? I may be starting to blow up here like a balloon, but I doubt he’d look at other girls in a porno, let alone in the middle of the kitchen.” She spoke, rubbing the baby bump that had already started forming. She sighed, turning back to the redhead. “Baby... That isn’t porn right? Or uh... Those aren’t the pictures I sent you before right..? Can I see please?” She asked softly, putting her hands on the laptop.

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Talyhian was sat at the kitchen table with his hands running through his hair in deep thought. He had searched. How do aliens give birth...

"Its gonna burst her chest..." He was mumbling to himself as he wrote down notes in his phone about it.

Primrose stood at the doorframe with a can of pop and a straw. Smirking when he saw him. Oh? And what was this redhead up to? He had seen that look... The concentration... She slurped her straw so she would let her presence be known. The redhead jumped a little and shut the laptop looking at the blonde like a deer caught in headlights.

"P-Prim!? Dont you knock!?"

She chuckled. "We are in the kitchen..."

Talyhian looked around. "Oh. So we are-"

Adelines voice came from another room. "What are you all yelling for? Cant you just be quiet. Babies are asleep..." She headed into the kitchen. Leaning against the frame with her arms folded. "Whats wrong?"

Primrose laughed. "Tals whatching porn!"

"I am so not watching porn..."

Hugo was suddenly there moving beside Primrose and grinned. "Show us the screen then Tal? If you have nothing to hide. Hugo had obviously convinced him to search the whole alien birth from the movie franchise. The dragon blushed bright red and whined. Simply shaking his head.

Prim slurped her drink. "Fifty bucks he is watching porn. Furry porn. He is fucking a wolf... Well part wolf- She has a wolf form. He is a furry."

Adeline smirked. "Yeah fifty bucks says its porn."

Tal almost squeaked when he spoke. "Adeline!" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair and pouted "What do you think?" Prim asked her brother.

"Oh? Me? What do I think...? Hm. You wouldnt watch porn right Tal?" He smirked smugly.

[darling-young-demons]

He glanced at her before simply looking up at the sky as he thought about it. He wasn’t sure if he really felt that reassured. Being called a parasite wasn’t the most flattering thing, and from past experiences, being called ‘interesting’ was a bit of a slap in the face. But for now, and for his own sanity, he would focus on the good part of it. “I mean glad to know you didn’t act on killing me yet... So I’m gonna take that as a win.” He joked, sighing softly.

“Yeah maybe... But I think I sprained my left one or something... I landed right on it and it hurts to move it...” He admitted, trying to lift his wings up, only to give a hiss of pain before lowering them quickly. Both wings were roughed up from the fall, leaves and twigs protruding throughout, a closer look at the base would reveal various scrapes and cuts. His left wing was especially battered, him instinctively holding it close to his body. “Fuck... This... Ugh... I’m a harpy, yet I can’t fly right. You know how shitty that is? My species are literally birds and I can’t fly... I used to be amazing at it! I was faster than my brother even! It’s... God Cynthia was right... I’m fucking pathetic...” He spoke running a hand through his hair harshly with a growl.

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

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[darling-young-demons]

“Hey don’t yell at me! I told you, I eat when I’m stressed sometimes and I’m very stressed right now.” He admitted, giving a soft sigh. “I wasn’t trying to die this time around, trust me if I wanted to end it all, I wouldn’t go using poison of any kind because then the death will be slow and painful. I just kinda ate them and now I’m gonna die, I didn’t do it on purpose, that’s a whole different situation.” He spoke as if it were some kind of obvious information that everyone knew. He looked at her, giving a small chuckle, “Mm, you’re right, I am pretty aren’t I? I guess you’re not too bad your self.”

He sighed, running his hands through his hair, moving to lay back and stare at the sky a moment. “Mm, you wouldn’t be the first person to leave me alone... But something tells me you wouldn’t, think you’d miss me too much... Heh... You wouldn’t leave me... Right..?” His voice was timid a moment, a clear insecurity of his after Cynthia had left. He sat back up a moment, quick to move on from his last question, “Hey you mind looking at my wings..? I think they got a bit fucked up in the fall...”

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

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[darling-young-demons]

He looked at her then looked to the ground. Her tone of voice certainly gave him a certain impression of what kind of berries they were. “I... Just... A few... Handfuls...” He spoke, clearing his throat. He gave a light whimper, “Oh goddammit... They’re poisonous aren’t they? Ugh of course, now I gotta go through the motions and die a painful death and wait to come back.” He scoffed, dropping himself into a sitting position on the ground. “Can we stop or something? If I’m gonna die I wanna do it sitting down.”

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

@theheirsofhell

[darling-young-demons]

Did you just eat those berries?

Stranded Starters

“Did you just eat those berries?”

The harpy thought about his answer for a moment. Was he going to bother lying? After all, he knew the small bit of colorful liquid from the berries he had practically inhaled was running down the side of his mouth. Though her tone of voice made him realize that it was not the answer she wanted to hear.

He cleared his throat, wiping his face with his arm as he looked sheepishly at the female. “Well... I did eat... Something, may or may not have been berries...” He admitted, chuckling nervously. “What? I eat when I’m stressed and being lost in the woods with literally nothing is just a tad bit stressful.” He spoke, running a hand through his hair.

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[darling-young-demons]

Stranded Starters

Starters for muses that got stuck in the middle of nowhere!

Feel free to edit however you see fit!

“Where are we?”

“Hey, are you okay?”

“I think we’re on a deserted island…”

“It looks like we crashed into some sort of forest..”

“We are so dead.”

“So the plane must have crashed..”

“I thought we wouldn’t make it on land.”

“I think I broke something..”

“I’m gonna see if I can find a first aid kit on the plane..”

“So much debris..”

“Bugs! There’s bugs! Oh my god, how the hell are we going to sleep like this when there’s bugs everywherre!”

“We’re gonna die! We’re going to fucking die!”

“Hey.. hey calm down, we’re going to get through this alright?”

“These berries are the shit.”

“Did you just eat those berries?”

“You can’t just eat anything you find around here!”

“We haven’t even been here for that long and you’re already high on berries…”

“Don’t eat that! That could be poisonous!”

“Do you think anyone’s actually looking for us?”

“I don’t think we’ll ever be rescued.”

“I’ll make a fire.”

“Let’s see what we can find to make some sort of shelter.”

“Let’s see what we can find around here.”

“Don’t cry, we’re going to survive this.”

“Oh great, it’s raining. Well so much for sleep.”

“Do we even have a chance of getting saved?”

“By the time they find us we’ll be dead!”

“Hey, stop talking like that! Help will come, I promise.”

“Of all people to be stranded with, it just had to be you.”

“I’ve had enough of standing here waiting for help. It’s time we get back on our own.”

“We might just be a raft. And then we can get off this island.”

“If we leave.. we could die. If we stay, we could also die. Great.”

“Look! Look! A helicopter! Let’s try to wave them down!”

“They.. they didn’t see us. What if no one comes around here again?”

“They see us! They’re coming! They’re coming! We’re getting out of here!”

[darling-young-demons]

𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 suitable for any romantic or platonic relationships

☆ ° • [ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ] my muse touches a bruise on your muse’s body with concern

☆ ° • [ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 ] my muse tries to make yours laugh when they are sad

☆ ° • [ 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 ] my muse cuddles up in bed to yours

☆ ° • [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] my muse slow dances with your muse with no music playing

☆ ° • [ 𝐏𝐄𝐓 ] my muse lays your head in their lap and pets your muse’s hair

☆ ° • [ 𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏 ] my muse wraps your muse up in a blanket

☆ ° • [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] my muse brushes a strand of hair behind your muse’s ear

☆ ° • [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] my muse laces their fingers with your muse’s, holding their hand

☆ ° • [ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 ] my muse sits by your muse’s bedside while they are sick/hurt

☆ ° • [ 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ] my muse removes wet clothes from your muse’s body

☆ ° • [ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 ] my muse gently strokes your muse’s back/arm

☆ ° • [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] my muse holds your muse after not having seen them for a while

‏‏☆ ° • [ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ] my muse steps protectively in front of your muse

☆ ° • [ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ] my muse kisses your muse’s forehead while they cry

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎

[darling-young-demons]

Send 🎤 for the muse to sing a song the mun has recently listened to...

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Send ✍ + a word / phrase for the mun to write a drabble about their muse and that word.

Bonus: For multimuse blogs, if the mun is comfortable with it, feel free to include which muses are part of the drabble as well!

[darling-young-demons]

🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love { Tristan and Zephy? OwO }

→ BE MY VALENTINE!

🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love

He was caught off guard by this kind of question. The kitsune was always easy to fluster, however it seemed much more embaressing considering the person he loved was the one he was facing. “Who... Who I love..? Well... That’s... Uh, that’s a bit of an invasive question...” He spoke nervously, trying to keep his eyes away from his. Tristan sighed, clearing his throat before he spoke, “Well the m-person... The person I love... They...” He took a minute to collect his thoughts. Fear was something always prelevent in his life, and it was no different with this one. That fear of others rejecting him by the people he loved was always in the back of his mind, this no different. He had no idea what Zephyr would think of him loving him, let alone men in general.

“They are tall... Quite attractive... They seem cold but... I feel warm just looking at them... And my heart runs a mile a minute that I worry I might die again just admiring them... They’re so kind, but I don’t think they know that. They make me feel safe and comfortable in this new overwhelming world. I want to be able to go out in the world and hold their hand, to have them hold me in their strong loving arms... I want to slow dance with him in the moonlight, even though I know I would barely be able to reach him. I want to kiss his beautiful face and just tell him how much I care about him with my whole heart but... I’m afraid... I’m afraid he won’t feel the same, or worse that he will and the world hates that kind of love so much, I ruin what we had... Just like I did with Scott...” Tristan spoke from his heart, to the point he hadn’t realized how he had dropped the gender-neutral pronouns. He looked to the other with sad eyes, “I just want a life with him, but I’m too afraid to tell him how I feel... To confidently say ‘I love you Z’...” He was quick to stop himself in finishing that name, eyes widened in horror. Did he realize? Was he going to know? If he did how was he going to react?

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