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- Good morning to you too.
- You and your fake niceties...
/art by ekikeki/
Blane is my roman empire. Absolutely perfect dynamic, i love them so much.
When you tried to flirt with him, but he's just run away...
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Name: Hayden "Scarlet"(by Arion) Blackwood
Physical description: light skin and slighty shaped eyes with heterochromia (left blue, right brown). Red chest-length dyed hair tied in ponytail. Clothing style is mostly classic. She's stand at 6,2.
Species: human
Ethnicity: half russian/half serbian
Other: workaholic, but sleeps a lot, random small talk with random people, changed her name (family's reasons).
Likes: tea, Arion, cosplay, cold weather, astronomy and physics.
Dislikes: heat weather.
Birthday: december 31th
Zodiac sign: capricorn
MBTI sign: ESTP
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Got them to join that selfie after all :) When Twilight Strikes by @evertidings! <3
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This new cg has me in a chokehold, so have some cute profile pics I made for me and my friends! I love them your honor 😭💕
Edit since I've gotten a few questions on this: these are free to use wherever you like!! Credit would be nice, but not mandatory <3
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Solomon and sea thingy, I miss my foot candy and I just finished reading his devil gram story with the sea 😔😔😔
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FRIEND
To be honest, I had expected to be assigned a partner right away after transferring there. However, a small part of me kept hoping that I would be able to avoid this, especially considering my previous experience. But, as was expected, I’m always out of luck.
A guy was standing in front of me, holding out his hand for a handshake. Clear blue eyes, blonde, slightly tousled wavy hair and a gentle smile. The boss, looking from him to me, smiled lightly and nodded in approval.
- From today, you two will be working together.
I couldn’t stop myself from glaring at her after this.
- My name is Arion Devereux! It’s nice to meet and work with you! - the guy said, without stopping smiling and standing with his hand outstretched for a handshake... Frowning, I just nodded and hid my hands in the pockets of my coat, having no desire even just to touch him.
- Mhm... Hayden Blackwood. Sorry, ma'am, are you sure I can't work alone? - I immediately forgot about Arion's presence in the office and turned to my boss. The woman just shook her head, chuckling.
- Blackwood, surely, you know that I'm aware of your great skills, but hunters have to work together. You know that. You had a partner before, right? So what's the problem then?
- ...There's no problem, ma'am. I understand, - I said, barely hiding my anger, - I'm free to go?
- Of course, you will be provided with uniform and weapons later, - the woman mumbled and immediately lost interest in our dialogue, burying herself into the documents that were scattered all over her table. I exchanged glances with Arion, who was still smiling, but not as happily as before. Apparently, I offended him by ignoring his presence. Well, that's even better. Maybe he'll give up on our partnership if I keep going like this. At least I hope so.
- Understood, ma'am, thank you, - I replied and, without waiting for an answer, quickly left the office with footsteps following behind me. Arion caught up with me and actively tried to adjust to my pace. He kept glancing my way, but still didn't say anything.
- Why are you even following me? Don't you have anything better to do? Like your work? - I grumbled at him, not looking in man’s direction at all. I didn't even need to turn to feel how hurt he was by these words. Arion was silent for a while, probably, trying to collect his thoughts. Not that I wanted to listen to him, but it was still a long way to the elevator, and I guess I'll have to put up with an unwanted companion for now. And why is time passing so slowly at such moments?
- Well, we're partners now, at least... I would really like us to be. Maybe we should try to get to know each other better? Maybe we will end up being friends, you know? - Arion muttered with obvious uncertainty in his voice and immediately looked away when I finally glared at him. I exhaled. Compared to my first partner, Arion felt like a breath of fresh air, even though I didn't want to admit it to myself. Where are my guarantees that Arion won't stab me in the back? There were none.
- ... What for? - I could only ask this. After all, I didn't want any new contacts, new acquaintances. I just wanted to do my job, which I was good at. A job that kept me going, that gave me a motivation to wake up. A job that I was doing alone for a while, since my partner had decided that it would be better to betray me and leave organization. No, I won't let anyone spoil my routine, because my job was the only thing that kept me from breaking down.
Arion just blinked in confusion.
- What do you mean “what for”?
- Why should we get closer? You're doing your job, and I'm doing mine. Since we've been put in these stupid double shackles, we'll have to make the most of it. If you bother me while I'm working or hunting, I’ll make you pay. Everything is simple. Do we understand each other?
- Wait, wait, I don't think you quite understand the meaning of partnership... - Arion started to laugh nervously, but I suddenly raised my hand, silencing him.
- I don't need your lectures. The dialogue is over, - and without waiting for an answer, I sped up and ran into the elevator. The last thing I had seen before the doors closed was Arion's sad face. It was better this way.
But apparently only I thought so. Every morning at my workplace, I was greeted by a happily smiling Arion, who, despite all my complaints, continued trying to get closer. It was incredibly annoying. I wasn’t a supporter of violence. Well, in most cases I wasn’t! But this situation was an exception. My hands itched to physically remove Arion from myself, but the scolding from my superiors hung like a thundercloud. I didn't want to ruin my track record. That was the one and only reason that was stopping me. At least, that's what I wanted to believe…
***
- One coffee right away! - still smiling warmly, just like at that meeting in the boss's office before, a man put a cup on my table. The smell of coffee was pleasant. I looked at Arion, confused.
- I can see it, but why? I don’t remember asking you to do this, - I said, no longer trying to hide irritation in my voice. Arion just shrugged, still smiling.
- Who would refuse a refreshing cup of coffee in the morning? I definitely wouldn’t. And I saw you near the coffee machine, but you haven’t done any coffee till now… So...
- ...You shouldn't have bothered.
- Maybe, but the coffee there is damn good, and I want you to try it.
I didn't want to continue our dialogue. Pushing the coffee away, I barely suppressed my irritation and got to work in silence. Arion, satisfied that the mug hadn't gone into the trash, retreated to his seat.
- If you need any help, tell me. I will help.
Silence was the only answer for him.
***
- We had a plan! Why didn't you just follow it?! - Arion was furious, pressing his bleeding hand to his chest. I just shrugged without any care. The hunt was completed successfully only because of me. What's the point of shouting now?
- Because I did it faster than your plan would have,- I replied irritated, rolling my eyes. For the first time since our meeting, Arion frowned at me.
- No! That's not how things work, we're partners, whether you want to or not, and you have to trust me, we have to be a team, you know! – the guy screamed and slightly shaking, stepped towards me. His hand involuntarily tightened on the truncheon. Who is he to lecture me? I've done my job. That's all.
- What's your problem, did we complete our mission? Complete. Is it successful? Successful - I said and leaned over to Arion, looking down at him. My partner was taken aback.
- What's my problem? Mine? Maybe the partner who put me in harm's way? Or maybe…
- If you don't like it so much, then go ahead and give up on me. I won't hold onto you, and I don't advise you to hold onto me.
Arion suddenly stopped talking and looked down. An unpleasant feeling squeezed my chest. My gaze fell on the wound on his arm that was still bleeding slowly. That werewolf had hit him pretty hard. I sighed. Arion was still silent and did not move from his place. For a moment, I saw myself instead of him. And this made me feel sick.
- Come on, Arion,- I forced myself to reach out and gently put my hand on his shoulder. The guy flinched, but didn't move away. – You need to be bandaged, as soon as we get back, we'll go straight to the medical center. They will patch you up.
A slow nod... Arion allowed me to take his arm and lead him. On the way to IAOS, none of us said a word.
***
Locking myself in the media room, I half-dozed through our future tasks. Arion was in the infirmary. I didn't know what to do with myself, because of this sick feeling of guilt. Arion didn't deserve this kind of treatment, and we both knew it. But I didn't understand why he was so committed to this obviously disastrous partnership. Surely there were hunters in the organization with whom he would get along perfectly. However, he had the same luck as I did. This ridiculous thought made me smile.
- That's funny.
- What's funny? - Arion limped into the media room. I shook my head.
- Funny that you don't listen well to doctors' recommendations and wander around.
Arion laughed. Sitting down in front of me, he lowered his head onto the table, pressing his cheek against the table, and muttered:
- But Hayden, it's so-o-o-o boring out there.
- ...Boring or not, health is above all and doctors need to be listened to.
Even though I knew how disgusting my words sounded, because I was the cause of his injuries I couldn't help myself. I would also like to thank Arion for not commenting on this in any way.
- Maybe you're right.
- Maybe.
This time, the silence between us was really comfortable.
***
- And why did I have to drag you to the infirmary again? No, that's not important. What the hell are you doing, may I ask? - I ask, not without difficulty hiding the irritation in my voice, looking at Arion lying on the bed. - I could have dodged that blow without a problem!
- Yeah, I know, but I didn't want you to get hurt...- Arion replies with a smile, shrugging nonchalantly. – Plus, it was worth it, especially after you got that asshole on his back!
We both laugh at the same time. Almost a year has passed and I still can't believe that this man had become so close to me. It wasn't easy, for the most part for him, of course, who would want to have an outsider like me as a partner? But, day by day, I began to get used to him and my distrust gradually faded. Yes, there is still a part of me that was afraid of being stabbed in the back, but this time, for some reason, I want to bet everything I have on Arion. He is my friend… No, not just friend, but my best friend, perhaps. And also he is, as much as I hate that word - my partner. Partner. Now that he is with me, the word doesn't sound so bitter on my tongue. I want to believe that this is for the best, but alas, I've never been an optimist. Although, looking into these blue eyes, I want to be one.
- Hayden, is everything okay? You're spacing out again,- a warm hand touches my shoulder. This makes me smile warmly.
- Yes, everything is fine now.
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Mr Crawling is such a cutie, isn’t he?
hehihi ^^
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i just finished homicipher and i feel like my will to write is coming back somehow hi guys
I am SO sure that Mr. Crawling purrs when you pet him and i will not hear anyone say otherwise i will die with this opinion.
He's very vocal, laughs and giggles at anything he finds funny withouth any problems, squeaks and makes high pitched noise when you touch him in any way: hold his hand, pat his head, hug him. .
You two were in your ‘temporary’ bedroom, gently offered by Mr. Silvair, laying down the surprisingly soft mattress. You invited him to lay down next to you, since you didn't feel like having him starring up at your sleeping figure on the ground for several hours; he was currently laying next to you, with his head on your chest while your hand was going through his pitch black, long hair. A slight grey? blush made its way on his cheeks, his wide black smile getting slightly bigger.
Suddendly you hear a low noise that sounds like purring, were there any cats in this ghostly world? You look down at the man ghost on top of you, suddendly stopping your hand movement as the noise tones itself down till the room is silent. Mr. Crawling raises his head to look at you, slightly moving it to the side as to question why you stopped. “No like ?” he asks, worried that you got tired of him “I like” you reply as your hand starts to move again like you were doing before. He smiles at you before nuzzling his head back on your chest, and after a few seconds you hear it again. . Mr. Crawling was indeed purring because of your touch.
ok that's all i can write for now, if this gets enough attention maybe i can get back at writing again. .
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Gentle touch
Mr.-High-Maintenance-Boyfriend also needs some caressing too, preferably once every 30 minutes, you must give him attention 🫳💕
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I keep thinking about how MC lives with Solomon in Cocytus hall, like more specifically what eventually happens between them
Just how eventually you both would fall into a routine, you go off with the brothers for the day and Solomon does whatever he does, then you come home to find Solomon waiting on the couch for you, and after you lay down beside him you tell him about your day and he tells you about his.
And you probably wouldn’t even notice, and neither would he. Eventually you sleep in his room with him for what you assumed would be one night but you somehow ended up moving into his room after that
You would start making sure he ate before you went out and making him little snacks that he can eat throughout the day since he often forgets to eat while he’s working on spells, and having the food already made makes it easier for him.
He also subconsciously starts doing little things for you, like making sure your clothes are ready for the next day when you’re too tired to do it yourself. Or him always making sure you can relax after a stressful day.
Of course neither of you notice how much you depend on each other until someone else points out how you two basically act like a married couple living together. You both laugh it off but you both realize that it’s true, you do act like a couple. neither of you seem to mind since deep down you know that the two of you need each other.
I made this longer than I meant to XP
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not rated · tags: angsty comfort, masking reader, pining solomon
Solomon sees you. He sees how hard you work, the stress you carry, the constant state of overwhelm you try to hide. He sees how you spread yourself so thin, constantly trying to hold the balance of three realms on your shoulders. The way you travail the hardships of your loved ones as if they're your own. You take it all in stride, chin up and a smile plastered across your face. You always put everyone else first - your demons, your angels, even him. He often laments over it late at night, seemingly distracted from his current spellwork, eyes cast into the distance as he wonders . . .
Why? Why hasn't anyone else noticed? Why can't they see the mask you wear so you can remain strong for those around you? Why can't they see the threads that hold you together, stretched so thin, so frayed, so ready to snap? You bare so much burden that a gentle zephyr could tear you apart, yet you remain so strong and resilient, as if you are the storm itself . . .
But you don't have to.
Why do you insist on going on like this? As if you must go through this all alone. He knows you put on a brave face for the Brothers, but surely you know, he's different - surely you know you don't have to maintain that façade for him.
Why won't you come to him? Why won't you let your guard down?
It's okay to fall apart - he'll always be there to pick up the pieces. He'll always be there to catch you when you fall. Please just let him be the one to kiss your tears as they cascade down your trembling cheeks. Let him be the one you're vulnerable with and bring you the comfort you so desperately need - that you so rightfully deserve. He wants so badly to wrap his arms around you, to cloak you in his love and care.
Melt into his touch, for you have already captivated his heart. Bare your soul to him, for he is eager to give you his own in return.
He will always be your safe place - an anchor for you against the tides of time, the only constant among the chaos that your life has become in this realm.
No matter how far he must traverse to find you, no matter the era nor realm, Solomon will always be there to ensure that you will never have to walk alone.
If only you'll take his hand . . .
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