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"If your inner thighs could tell stories they would sing my name," Dimitri chuckled. It was true that he spent a fair amount of time exploring Remus' body. He just loved drawing those sweet sounds out of him, liked the way he tensed up when he found a particularly sensitive spot before giving in and melting at the touch. "I think you like indulging me too much. You're clearly spent," though the wine was a nice touch. "I think you need to rest, my love."
Dimitri could only hope that was true. Honestly hoped that it was. "I think I'd like that... having your family approve of me."
"You play my body so well: you find sensitive regions that I never knew I had." Remus held his hand out, expression a tight line of concentration, as two glasses of wine appeared in his hands. The spell exhausted him, depleting the last of his magic reserves, but his first sip of the sweet liquid confirmed it was worth it. "You should stop demonizing your bite. A guy's gotta eat and I like it." He smirked, "Besides, I don't need to be hard to make love.
"No surprises. Promise. You pick the date and time, I'll let them know. They're going to love you, Dimitri."
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"I know. I was scared. Doesn't change the fact that it was wrong. There's no reason I can give you that excuses it. I'm being punished, plenty." All Silas wanted was his kids back and to figure out how to exist in this world now that he was awake again. It was much harder than he had ever anticipated. He knew telling Ethan the truth wouldn't win him any favors but being dishonest about it would make it even worse so he was just laying it out like it was. "So they just choose not to or it doesn't come naturally to them? I'm all dream - well, my grandfather is human but... only kind of? Still don't find it easy." He shrugged, never understanding why some of that stuff came easier to some than others. "... so how do we go about this?"
Ethan stared for a moment, not expecting that answer at all. "Yeah, dude, you uh, definitely fucked up on that one." Which did not bode well for whatever the Fates were expecting to come out of this particular marriage. "I hope so because yikes." That was definitely a lot and he was beginning to see why Silas thought he was being assigned a babysitter. "Dad's a reaper, so the death stuff runs pretty heavy in us. Not that you'd know with my siblings not doing the reaper thing." He was, as far as he knew, the only one who actively pulled souls. "I've dated casually over the years, but nothing serious."
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Dimitri wanted to argue, to insist that he would accompany Remus wherever felt potentially dangerous no matter what other witches thought of him, but he chose to hold back. It was a conversation for another time, for when it actually happened, and if he pushed too hard now there was a higher chance Remus would find it a bad idea. "I just like the sounds you make," he insisted, kissing along his lover's shoulder again. "But I should probably stop being so bite happy when all I really want to do is make love to you." He could wait. Dimitri had endless patience.
He liked the idea of Remus' parents just being normal, every day people. And to hear they had been supportive of him too? That only made it better. He met the other's gaze. "For you? I'd do anything. Just no surprises, okay? Let me know before they arrive so I can feed properly and not on you."
"Most witches aren't too fond of vampires. We can talk about it more closer to the time." Remus was putty in Dimitri's hands. He offered Dimitri a knowing smile, the squeeze of his crotch coaxing another series of moans from him, though he remained soft. "Can only feed one part of you at a time, it seems: your lust or your bloodlust. Feels amazing, though.
"My parents know a handsome man finally convinced me to move out of Cakes and Cauldrons, and into some fancy house in the nicer parts of town." He replied, "My parents are mortal. No magic, no hidden nature. They're completely normal. But, when my powers first came in, they rushed to learn everything about the magical world." Remus cupped his cheek, "In other words, they're super chill, handsome."
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"Probably. And, really, just my kids." All his attempts to make things right had gone so horribly, Silas didn't even know where to begin. "I could give you the long story with all the details but the biggest crime is assuming my daughter would think I replaced her with my son and because of that hiding the fact that he even existed from her and everyone else... look, I know it was wrong. I'm... working on it." There was more, he knew that, but that had been one of the biggest mistakes he'd made since he'd come home. "Probably. I mean, I wouldn't know. I'm not even good at being a dream." He shrugged. Ethan wasn't wrong. There were worse people both of them could have gotten stuck with. "I mean, I guess that's probably what I'd call myself too. I've only ever been with my daughter's mother and a man we dated together."
"Guessin' the relief that you were alive's worn off, and you pissed someone other than Chance off?" He didn't really know much of what was going on; his mom was not big on bonding with the larger scope of family, so he wasn't close to many of them himself. "Do I wanna know why your kid isn't talking to you?" Probably not. The answer was usually probably not in this family. "I think the keres bloodlust kind of drowns out a lot of things." Mostly because he knew aunt Ava's own kids had a bit of a violent streak too. "Eh? Could be worse; could have been stuck with one of Val's kids or Kai. I'm bi, so not really an issue there. What about you?"
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"Maybe it just felt that way. Nobody was ever mad at me. I mean, that's not entirely true anymore but at first..." Before he'd started making it worse. He'd been waiting for the anger and it didn't come the way he'd expected it to. "Yeah. That would be the same one Izzy is all giddy over. Not that I heard any of this from him. My dad likes to talk, otherwise I'd probably know nothing." Silas seemed to relax the more he talked to Ethan, still unsure about this whole thing but definitely not as on edge as he'd been even thirty minutes ago. "Maybe your mom's genes are just stronger," he teased just a little. "And you're really just okay with this arrangement? I mean, surely there's some way out of it. Do you even like men? Not that I expect anything from you but that would be a shit deal if you didn't."
"If they are, you're talking to the wrong people." He doubted anyone was going to tell Silas what he wanted to hear; most of the family was way too blunt for that, but he didn't know him well enough to correct him like that. "Oh, one of the ones staying with uncles H and Moros, and Cate?" That wasn't the biggest surprise, not really. Not when finding out the pups existed had been such a shock on its own. "They almost ended up staying with Chance, but I guess one of them didn't do too hot meeting him." Which was to be expected, he supposed. Not everyone handled Chance well. "Yeah, but you'd think more than just one of us would take after my dad a little more."
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"Too many people handling me with kid gloves. Or maybe I'm just assuming they are. I thought everyone would just tell me what I wanted to hear. I should have just talked to my son." At least he was finally realizing how things should have gone. Trouble was, he couldn't take back the things he'd already done. "Speaking of you-know-who, kid my son has heart eyes for? Yeah, belongs to that one." He'd been smart not to pry there but mostly because he knew that situation was well beyond fucked up for those pups. "I mean, that sounds pretty standard for this family and not entirely shocking since they are Ko's kids. No offense. You seem like an outlier... nicer than most of the people you talk about. I mean, save Lyri. But... she's Lyri."
"I mean, pretty much anyone would have told you the truth about Genesis. Hell, Genesis would have told you the truth about herself." She wasn't the biggest on sugarcoating things either, something he was sure she learned from Chance. "Well, Lyri and, well, you know, are way, way older than me. Griffin and Kenz, too, really, but they're not too bad. Hell, Kenz has kids older than me, but her granddaughter and I are about the same age. That'd be Midori, Vince and Jay's daughter. Alder and Eliana are closer in age to me, but uh, Alder's kind of an ass, and Eliana is, well, violent."
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Silas let out a deep breath and nodded. It was one of the dumbest things he'd done in awhile but probably not the dumbest. "I just wanted someone to tell me the truth and Chance doesn't really sugarcoat things. Izzy and Abi aren't really speaking to me... I was just trying to look out for him." All of Silas' attempts at taking the wheel in his role as a father had gone horribly, horribly wrong. On top of other things. That's why he assumed this arrangement with Ethan had been made. "Were you, uh, raised with them? Or are they older? I mean, I've got a brother but that's a newer development. Are they scary like your mom used to be?"
Ethan paused for a moment before quickly busying himself, needing something to do with his body while he tried to work through that bombshell. "So, let me get this straight. You had concerns about the most harmless, walking disaster of a person and went to Chance, who is notorious for having a short fuse, a fact that you should have known, seeing as you and Chance are about the same age, and ran your mouth about someone he literally raised?" He let out a low whistle and shook his head. "Not smart, my dude." Not by a long shot. "Mom's not so bad these days, but I've heard horror stories. And that's not even touching my siblings."
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After a few moments of silence, Silas finally decided to give an answer. "Chance." Even he knew everything he'd done was incredibly dumb. "And one of Izzy's best friends is Genesis. I was just trying to gauge the chances of my son getting hurt without trying to be overbearing by asking someone who really knew her about her. It backfired." He wouldn't have bothered Ethan with this information but he'd asked and the situation they were in now made it maybe something he needed to know. "A couple times, when I was a kid. So I guess you just... taking things in stride is normal."
"Okay, I am so going to regret asking this, but who did you piss off, and who is your son friends with?" This was going to come back to bite him in the ass, Ethan could feel it in his bones. "You've met my mother, right? I don't think you've met most of my older siblings, but you've met my mom."
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"No. Just made some terrible assumptions about my kid's friend in front of the wrong person. Not something I seek out regularly." He sighed, still feeling like this whole thing was just to keep him locked down and occupied for awhile. "That doesn't bother you? That I've got kids, that I'm a whole mess? You seem to just... accept this."
"Uhhh...is pissing off serial killers going to be a thing I need to worry about? Like, this isn't going to be a regular occurrence, right? Because I'm not really a medic." He wanted to ask who the hell Silas had pissed off, but he didn't think there was a good answer to that question. "Good to know."
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"I don't think age has anything to do with it." Silas raked up his shirt to expose the still pink scar. Maybe it wasn't matches and gasoline but it was just as stupid. "Serial killers." Dumb ideas lead to dumb consequences. "... no. And not very picky either. My Pops and my grandpa made me try everything at least once."
"I'd be a pretty odd choice for a babysitter considering I'm a lot younger than you. I mean, unless you're the type to play with actual matches and gasoline?" He doubted it, but it was still worth double-checking. "Don't got any food allergies do you?"
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“You’re not concerned that this arrangement is just a way to make you my glorified babysitter?” Silas looked over, trying to learn from his mistakes. Trying to be nice. “I mean, that was nice of you…”
@inkandichxr sent: ❥ gimmie that random. Just know this is probably Silas.
"Not really sure how all of this is supposed to work but uh, I did make dinner? Felt like that was a decent enough start?"
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damiano david - festival des vieilles charrues 2025
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“Reed is a little more private. Just sort of scared all around. But from what he told me they amputated his wings. Multiple times. The scars are much bigger than they should be, he wears a bracelet Belladonna made for him to hide them… though it seems like that’s mostly from himself. And then there’s the little vampire bites that he pretends he doesn’t have but they take longer to heal than they should.” Felix had no idea what was behind it for either boy. “Then there’s Dimitri who heals like he never even felt the pain to begin with. So I have no clue.” He glanced over at her, brow raised. “You shared that theory with your brother?” If it was his place to or not he wasn’t sure. “Sounds like maybe that was owed to him. Sorry you lost your friend, Ava. It’s never easy.”
“I wonder if it has something to do with not embracing what he is. Reed is also struggling with some healing issues. Or they got it from me.” He shrugged. Felix might be immortal but he still healed at a mortal rate. “I know. And it’s not a foreign concept to me. It’s not like I spent all those years entirely alone. I just had to move on faster than others.” Delayed aging made any long term relationships impossible and even if Felix hadn’t realized exactly what was going on at the time he knew he was different. “Thunder Ass? You really think he’d do something like that?” Nothing really surprised him. “Maybe your friend is a fixed point. Someone who has to exist in some capacity for the world to keep turning. I’m sure you’ll meet him again in some way.”
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BILL SKARSGÅRD as EDDIE BARRISH Locked (2025) Dir. David Yarovesky
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BILL SKARSGÅRD Hemlock Grove 1.01 "Jellyfish in the Sky"
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“I wonder if it has something to do with not embracing what he is. Reed is also struggling with some healing issues. Or they got it from me.” He shrugged. Felix might be immortal but he still healed at a mortal rate. “I know. And it’s not a foreign concept to me. It’s not like I spent all those years entirely alone. I just had to move on faster than others.” Delayed aging made any long term relationships impossible and even if Felix hadn’t realized exactly what was going on at the time he knew he was different. “Thunder Ass? You really think he’d do something like that?” Nothing really surprised him. “Maybe your friend is a fixed point. Someone who has to exist in some capacity for the world to keep turning. I’m sure you’ll meet him again in some way.”
Ava let out a low whistle at that, more than a little impressed. "Not easy to leave scars on any of us." The only ones she personally had were from bullet wounds. "Okay. And? Polyamory is a thing, you know? I don't even know if the two of you actually broke up or if he just fell asleep somewhere and you both began to forget one another because Thunder Ass finally found the best way to take revenge on my brother." She shrugged, not bothered by the question. "Still dead, probably in line for another reincarnation. Completely human, but I've found in him two lifetimes now, so who knows if that will stay a constant thing."
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