#if only I could wish your kiss was not a falling star || beast

[kat651]

hobbit characters realizing and confessing their love to you.

🤍Kili

He is the kind of guy to fall and fall hard. He first realized that he loved you when he saw you effortlessly take out a massive amount of orcs then just smile smugly at him.

his love only grew until it was too much and he had to tell you so he walked up to you when you were sharpening your sword. “Y/n, I- there’s something I wish to tell you…” he said. “What is it, Kili?”

he led you out of ear shot of the others and looked up so you with fear and hope mixed in his eyes. “Y/n… I love you…” and of corse you’d just have to lean down and kiss him.

🤍Fili

By the time he realized he was falling for you he was already half the way in there was no turning back now. So, he knew he had to tell you before he went mad. Thing is, every time he tried, his words got jumbled and he made a fool out of himself so instead he settled on a dwarfish custom that would express what he wished to say.

he sat next to you and began to weave a braid into your hair. You knew instantly what it meant and turned to kiss his cheek, causing him to blush madly. “Took you long enough,” you whispered softly in his ear.

🤍Thorin

He realized he loved you when he was facing Azog on the frozen lake. (Movie version) he was in his back, Azog hovering over him with a blade inches from his chest. You ran and knocked the pale orc away from Thorin before killing the foul beast. “Thorin! Are you ok, are you hurt?”

he just jumped to his feet and pressed his lips on yours. “You saved my life, y/n…”

🤍Bilbo

he realized he loved you when you, quite literally, walked into his life. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going, are you ok?”

he immediately was a blushing mess and by the end of the week he had brought you a bouquet of wild roses.

you received them with a smile and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, Bilbo…”

🤍Thranduil

He realized he loved you when he was riding into the city of Dale (movie ver) on his elk. (Which of corse got killed ☹️) he was immediately surrounded by the enemy. An arrow was notched but he noticed a second too late and would have been shot in the chest if you hadn’t thrown yourself into him, pushing him out of the way. But -if done at any other time would have likely gotten you thrown in a cell- unfortunately you now had an arrow in your abdomen.

The last thing you saw was Thranduil catching you before you hit the ground then, black.

when you woke you were in a tent, covered in some sort of silky, highly expensive, fabric. You realized after a moment that it was the king’s silk cape.

you looked over when you heard the rustle of fabric, king Thranduil knelt next to you and you went to sit up but only ended up clutching your side. “Lay down, you need to rest…”

you blushed and looked up at your king. “My lord I-”

you were gently cut off by a kiss to the forehead. “Rest, melith nin, you need it.”

🤍Elrond

he is the strong type he doesn’t confess that he loves you for some time. When he realized it was when he saw you in the garden, helping a baby bird back into its nest. it was such a small act but he found it endearing.

he confessed his feelings on a star lit night. You were out on a walk and the moon was lighting your face so perfectly that he could no longer just watch, he joined you in your walk and by the end of it his lips had met yours more than once.

[naomeii]

Could I request angst where Kokomi is in denial over the fact that Gorou and reader are lovers until she hears them getting intimate outside his bedroom?

This is so evil

A Lesson in Control.

—Pairings: Gorou x GN!Reader

Content: Sub!Gorou, Smut, edging, calling of master/pet

(a/n: i wasnt sure if it was supposed to be pure angst or smut- lmk if you want the SFW version anon!)

Gorou was tied to the bed, sweaty and exhausted from being edged all night. His cock stands at attention, flushed and dripping precum as you sit beside him with a smile, ready to continue his punishment.

Gorou pants heavily while you toy with him once more, bringing him right to the edge before denying his release. "Please," he begs softly. "Not yet," you reply with a grin. "The night is still young, and you have so much left to learn."

  You grasp Gorou's leaking cock firmly and say  "Look at you, such a mess. I think it's time for another round, don't you?"  Gorou lets out a ragged gasp, his hips bucking at your firm touch. "Please, I need release..."  he begs, eyes clouded with lust and desperation.

Gorou pants heavily as you continue stroking his cock, teasing him right on the edge but never letting him fall over. "F-fuck!"  he cries out in frustration, cursing your name under his ragged breaths. You lean in close, licking a stripe up his neck until your lips brush against his ear.  "Beg for it, my pet,"  you whisper, giving his cock a rough squeeze that has him seeing stars.

  Gorou bucks his hips hard against your hand as you continue stroking his painfully swollen cock, bringing him right up to the edge just to back off once more.  "Please, I'm begging you! I need to cum!"  he cries, tears of desperation streaming down his cheeks.

Gorou sobs in frustration as you deny him yet again, his cock throbbing and engorged between your fingers.  "Y-you cruel beast, torturing me so! I wish I could strangle you with these ropes and make you feel my agony!"  he shouts, glaring at you with lust-crazed eyes. You lean in and trail kisses along his neck.  "Now now, is that any way to ask your master for permission?"  you whisper teasingly in his ear.

You grin wickedly at Gorou and say "Perhaps if you beg me prettily enough, I'll consider letting you cum. But only if you swear to be my obedient pet from now on." Gorou's breaths come in ragged gasps as he stares up at you, the throbbing need in his cock straining against your firm grip. His eyes, glazed over with desire, lock onto yours as he nods frantically. "Y-yes master, anything you ask. I swear it! Now p-please, may I cum?" he begs, tears of desperation still shining on his cheeks.

Gorou continues begging shamelessly as you slowly stroke his aching member, drawing ever closer to release's sweet brink before backing off once more.  "Y-Y/n Fuck you- Just let me cum already you cruel beast!"  he shouts through gritted teeth, his cock twitching violently in your grasp. You lean down, licking the tears from his face.  "Such passion, it would be a shame to deny you further"  you murmur, twisting your hand just so. Gorou cries out in ecstasy as waves of pleasure overtake him, his seed spurting forth in thick ropes over his taut stomach. He lays there panting, utterly spent from your lengthy ministrations.

  As Gorou lays spent before you, a glint of mischief enters your eyes.  "Did you think your lessons were over so soon, pet?"  you murmur, running your hands lightly over his heaving chest. Gorou lets out a groan, cock already stirring at your touch once more. G

  You slowly run your hands along Gorou's trembling form, tracing featherlight touches across the plains of his muscular chest and stomach.  "Please master, have mercy…"  Gorou groans weakly, his member stiffening further under your teasing ministrations.  "And deny myself the sweet sound of your begging? I think not."  you reply with a wicked grin, grasping his cock in a firm stroke that has him crying out.

Gorou arches his back with a guttural grunt as you work his cock relentlessly, edging him to the brink once more. Sparks of white-hot pleasure dance behind his closed eyelids with each pass of your skilled hand.  "I c-can't last any longer!"  he gasps through clenched teeth, his fingers clenching the sheets in a vice grip. You lean in to nip teasingly at his neck, eliciting a needy whine. "Then don't. Cum for me, pet." 

  Just as Gorou nears his climax once more, three loud knocks sound at the door.  "Fuck! Not now!"  he curses through gritted teeth. You slow your ministrations and call out in annoyance  "What is it? We're busy!" 

    As Kokomi calls out  "Ah, I seem to have come at a wrong time. My apologies, please continue your activities, I will take my leave now."  She quickly turns to leave, the sound of hurried footsteps fading down the hall. Gorou lets out a low groan of frustration at the interruption, his cock still throbbing and leaking in your grasp.  "Must we be disturbed at every turn?"  he grits out through clenched teeth.

Gorou sighs in irritation, his hips canting upward desperately seeking the friction of your touch once more. "Gorou, dearest,"  you murmur, tracing lazy circles around the flushed head of his cock,  "see how much hope you gave that poor girl, flirting with her earlier just to get a rise out of me, despite knowing how she feels. You've been a very naughty pet,"  Your eyes meet his, filled with mischievous intent. "F-forgive me master, it won't happen again I swear,"  he pleads, already trembling with renewed need.

You slowly resume stroking Gorou's cock, twisting your hand just the way you know he loves. Gorou lets out a ragged gasp, arching his back off the bed with pleasure.  "Then prove your loyalty, and cum for me once more." 

Gorou nods frantically, his hips bucking to meet your practiced strokes. "Please master, I need release so badly," he begs, his voice strained with desperation. You speed your hand along his shaft, feeling him pulse and throb within your firm grip. Gorou throws his head back with a guttural groan, his seed spurting forth in thick ropes over his taut stomach once more. He lays there panting, spent from your ministrations. You lean down, licking a stripe up his neck. "You've pleased me well, my pet," you murmur against his flushed skin.

  You slowly lean down and drag your tongue along Gorou's spent cock, tasting his seed as you clean him.  "Such a messy boy for your master"  Gorou lets out a shuddering breath, still sensitive in his blissful afterglow. His hands fist the sheets, eyes closed as he gives himself over fully to your touch.

Gorou's breaths come in short gasps as your tongue plays along his slit, gathering every last drop of his release. His cock twitches under your ministrations, already starting to stiffen once more.  "Please master, no more, I can't take any more"  he begs weakly, though his hips cant upward seeking your touch. You draw back with a grin, licking your lips.  "You'll take what I give you, pet"  Running your hands along the plains of his chest and stomach, you lean in to place fluttering kisses along his neck.

Next morning, you wake to the bright morning sun filtering in through the window and Gorou still sleeping softly beside you. You gently rouse him and get dressed for the day. Upon leaving his private quarters you spot Kokomi down the hall who breaks into a furious blush at the sight of you.  "P-please accept my deepest apologies for interrupting your activities last night. I should not have come unannounced."  She bows low, her face still bright red with embarrassment before quickly taking her leave.

Gorou rubs his hands on the back of his neck awkwardly as he says "I shouldn't have gave her hope, yesterday" You gently place a kiss on his cheek and say "Well, at least she now knows you're only mine.

[edenmemes]

asoiaf: sword of storms starters

❝ why would the stars want to look down on one such as me? ❞ ❝ sometimes i think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. maybe pretending is how you get brave. ❞ ❝ come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. something. ❞ ❝ some battles are not won with swords and spears, others with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ old stories are like old friends. you have to visit them from time to time. ❞ ❝ still, night falls for all of us in the end, and too soon for some. ❞ ❝ and i tell you truly, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to you as me. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ nothing will happen to you. nothing. i could not stand it. ❞ ❝ in such troubled times, it is hard to know friend from foe. ❞ ❝ you hide behind courtesy as if it were a castle wall. ❞ ❝ why do i enrage you so? i’ve never done you harm that i know of. ❞ ❝ it seems to me that a ruler who trusts no one is as foolish as a ruler who trusts everyone. ❞ ❝ love’s not always wise, i’ve learned. it can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts...wherever they take us. ❞ ❝ only lies offend me, never honest counsel. ❞ ❝ it was never my wish to sow enmity between us. ❞ ❝ best you were taken to your bed for a long resting, until you are stronger. ❞ ❝ even brave men blind themselves sometimes, when they are afraid to see. ❞ ❝ no harm will come to you, you have my word on that. ❞ ❝ the worst is behind us. don’t be frightened. ❞ ❝ silence. have you forgotten who i am? ❞ ❝ there is something we must speak of. will you walk with me? ❞ ❝ you shall rise again, i am sure. a man like you. ❞ ❝ i am not a cruel man. you know me. ❞ ❝ the world grows a little darker every day. ❞ ❝ i have need of good counsel, and you never gave me less. ❞ ❝ you are a treacherous old rogue, but a good friend all the same. ❞ ❝ madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. ❞ ❝ if you love me all so much, why are you still dressed? ❞ ❝ you’re mine. mine, as i’m yours. ❞ ❝ wars need not be fought until the last drop of blood. ❞ ❝ one voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found. ❞ ❝ when it comes to battle, discipline beats valour every time. ❞ ❝ sometimes the best thing you can do is nothing. ❞ ❝ it is too late for ifs, and too late for rescues. all that remains is vengeance. ❞ ❝ only blood can pay for blood. ❞ ❝ why do you hesitate? kill him, and be done. ❞ ❝ i will fall into those eyes and drown. ❞ ❝ harsh justice is still justice. ❞ ❝ i am cleverer than most, surely wits count for something. ❞ ❝ there’s a storm coming. a bad one. ❞ ❝ men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them. ❞ ❝ the greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ all these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers. ❞ ❝ you were made to be kissed, often and well. ❞ ❝ i walk alone with no true companion but tears. ❞ ❝ there is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ here you are my guest, and safe from harm at my hands...this night, at least. ❞ ❝ i love the smell of you. i love your hair. i love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. ❞ ❝ i am alive, and drunk on sunlight. ❞ ❝ we look up at the same stars and see such different things. ❞ ❝ let them kill me. so long as i die fighting, a blade in hand. ❞ ❝ they are still behind us. they are taking us one by one. ❞ ❝ cry if you must. in your place, i would likely rip my hair out. ❞ ❝ would you wake me, please? i’m having this terrible nightmare. ❞ ❝ i know what it is like to love so greatly you can think of nothing else. ❞ ❝ if truth be told, i’m bored with your company. ❞ ❝ i am tired of fighting you. what say we make a truce? ❞ ❝ no man grows rich by kindness. ❞ ❝ it is well you did not lie to me. i would have known. ❞ ❝ the blood of my enemies i will shed gladly. the blood of innocents is another matter. ❞ ❝ i do not know who you are, and it may be that’s for the best. someone important, i fear. ❞ ❝ is every word you say a lie? ❞ ❝ why should i tell you my name? you haven’t told me yours. ❞ ❝ you are weak as a child, and no warrior. ❞ ❝ if i look back i am lost. ❞ ❝ if you lie to me, i will have your tongue. ❞ ❝ you’ve grown more amusing since last we met. ❞ ❝ i wonder if i might have a few private words? ❞ ❝ i dreamed a dream, no more. go back to sleep. ❞ ❝ this is a bad place, is it not? a dark place, and foul. ❞ ❝ i did not intend to give offence. forgive me. ❞ ❝ you have never feared to speak the truth, why do you lie to yourself? ❞ ❝ the music’s still playing. might i have this dance? ❞ ❝ your eyes give the lie to your tongue. ❞ ❝ let me go now. for our friendship, wish me luck and let me go ❞ ❝ a wise man never makes an enemy of a king. ❞ ❝ this must be our last time together. the danger is too great. ❞ ❝ some day try thinking before you speak. ❞ ❝ i have a dragon’s temper, that’s all. you must not let it frighten you. ❞ ❝ you must not be saying such things, even in jest. ❞ ❝ what we want is not always what we get. ❞ ❝ put up that sword now, unless you want to be hurt. ❞ ❝ sometimes a man knows more than he says. ❞ ❝ when i don’t fancy a man’s eyes, i put an arrow through one. ❞ ❝ my heart is full of doubts. ❞ ❝ in times like this, we must make do as best we can. ❞ ❝ i never dreamed how quick the sweet would turn to sour. ❞ ❝ my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. ❞ ❝ the stink of death is fresh on you. ❞ ❝ you have repaid betrayal with betrayal, let it end. ❞ ❝ the higher the man climbs the farther he has to fall. ❞ ❝ i was hoping one look at this sweet face of mine would be enough to persuade you all of my innocence. ❞ ❝ after all the storms we’ve suffered, you should trust me better. ❞ ❝ you can kill your enemies, but can you rule your friends? ❞ ❝ could there be honor in a lie, if it were told for a good purpose? ❞ ❝ i am the monster they all say i am. ❞ ❝ pray excuse me, i need to hit someone very hard with a sword. ❞ ❝ you did your best to kill me. perhaps i ought to return the favor. ❞ ❝ you do, don’t you? you take me for a fool. ❞ ❝ we’re all just songs in the end, if we’re lucky. ❞ ❝ there is a long league’s worth of difference between wilful and stupid. ❞ ❝ you...a man like you brings blood with him. ❞ ❝ when did i make so many enemies? ❞ ❝ i must be strong. if i despair, my grief will consume me. ❞ ❝ give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths. ❞ ❝ i know what it is to be betrayed by men you trusted. ❞ ❝ all my victories turn to dross in my hands. ❞ ❝ it is a pleasure to look on you again, even in such trying times. ❞ ❝ are you scared? have you lost your belly for fighting? ❞ ❝ you were so long, i feared something had gone amiss. ❞ ❝ any man who must say ‘i am king’ is no true king at all. ❞ ❝ always keep your foes confused. if they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. ❞ ❝ small men curse what they cannot understand. ❞ ❝ if you’re lying to me again, you won’t be leaving here alive. ❞ ❝ it all goes back and back to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us. ❞ ❝ when you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him. ❞ ❝ a pure world. i do not belong here. ❞ ❝ you make me sorry that i am not the monster you would have me be. ❞ ❝ i crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. don't tell me to leave. ❞ ❝ my big mouth will be the death of me, i swear it. ❞ ❝ we have suffered much, and there is more peril and more grief ahead. ❞ ❝ i...i suppose i earned that. ❞ ❝ begging for help never gets you any. ❞ ❝ you’re not made to lie. you blush and squeak and stammer. ❞ ❝ one day you must tell me all. the good and the bad. ❞ ❝ and there is stands, miserable as it is. my ancestral home. ❞ ❝ whatever i do, all i make is death and horror. ❞ ❝ it is safer to walk in darkness here. there are things you would not wish to see. ❞ ❝ you have a certain cunning, but the plain truth is you talk too much. ❞ ❝ that might have hurt me once, when i still felt pain. ❞ ❝ we will fight a battle, and then we will rest. alive or dead, we'll rest. ❞ ❝ every man must die. but first he must live. ❞ ❝ all night i have been making songs for you in my head. ❞ ❝ my blood, my body, my songs, you own them all. ❞ ❝ if you lie i’ll punch your face. ❞ ❝ what a fight that was, and what a foe. ❞ ❝ be quiet. i will tell you when you can speak. ❞ ❝ forgive me. you have to forgive me. ❞ ❝ never lie to me. never betray me. ❞ ❝ there are two sorts of people. the players and the pieces. ❞ ❝ the only thing i value less than my life right now is yours. ❞ ❝ perhaps i should leave you here to rot if you’re going to be so discourteous. ❞ ❝ i hadn’t forgotten, though i hoped you had. ❞ ❝ i can still bite and kick. i’ll die with the taste of blood in my mouth, that’s something. ❞ ❝ you bray like an ass, and make no more sense. ❞ ❝ you do not belong here. this is not your place. ❞ ❝ i’m not going back to sleep. my head is all a tumult. ❞ ❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ ❝ it does not matter how brave or brilliant a man is, if his commands cannot be heard. ❞ ❝ a man who fears battle wins no victories. ❞ ❝ you’re not half bad with a sword, but you’re not good enough to take on two hundred men by yourself. ❞ ❝ that is a good color on you. it goes well with your eyes. ❞ ❝ if blood is what you wish, then let it flow. ❞ ❝ i liked you well enough...but i never trusted you. a man needs to earn my trust. ❞ ❝ it is good to see you know who i am. ❞ ❝ i have told you no lies. yet there have been truths i have withheld. ❞ ❝ pardon me if i do not weep for you. ❞ ❝ you’ll find nothing here but death. ❞ ❝ don’t...don’t talk like this. you’re scaring me. ❞ ❝ you must be very brave or very stupid. ❞ ❝ i gave you the truth. you owe me the same. ❞ ❝ that loose tongue of yours will be your undoing. ❞ ❝ i must have fire in my eyes when i face them, not tears. ❞ ❝ it will take more than an arrow to kill you. ❞ ❝ the sound’s inside, it’s in here with us, and it’s getting louder. ❞ ❝ see? we know each other too well. ❞ ❝ you meddle in matters you do not understand. ❞ ❝ i have no luck. i have never had any bloody luck. ❞ ❝ do all gods feel so lonely? ❞ ❝ you are strangely quiet. how do you feel, i wonder? ❞ ❝ stop trying to think up ways to kill me. none of it will do you any bit of good. ❞ ❝ all you need to do is take my hand, come on. ❞ ❝ we’re together, just as you’ve always wanted, just as we’ve always planned. ❞ ❝ wars are won with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ if only i had my sword, nothing could harm me. ❞ ❝ a valiant deed unsung is no less valiant. ❞ ❝ there are wolves in these woods, and worse things. ❞ ❝ say nothing of what we’ve discussed here today. to anyone. ❞ ❝ you’d best go. you’re making me angry. ❞ ❝ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞ ❝ an ill-omened name. i have asked you not to use it. ❞ ❝ you cannot hide from me. come closer, now. ❞ ❝ there’s no cause for all these tears. ❞ ❝ it is good that you have woken, but you must give yourself time to heal. ❞ ❝ there is no honor in hiding and sneaking. ❞ ❝ come with me. we have to get away from here, and now. ❞ ❝ kings are falling like leaves this autumn. ❞ ❝ you don’t know half as much as you think you do. ❞ ❝ you seem so sombre. is aught amiss? ❞

[istoleyoursk1n]

Hello there! I’ve seen your stuff and it’s very good! I have one for the main crew with a Dhampire!Tav. That’s essentially a half vampire born from a mother infected with vampirism and they have all the benefits of being a vampire with no, minus the thirst for blood that’s more a craving and provides a power boost, negatives. Tav tries to abstain from blood as much as possible, but does give in for emergencies.

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How would they react to a Dhampir!Tav

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: ̗̀➛ ASTARION

“Ugh. Just so you know, there can only be one. And it doesn't take much to see who’s the better vampire, darling. You best not go snacking on the delights I've claimed for myself.”

You’d think he’d be relieved but he's more so irritated by your presence at first. You’re quite literally everything he wished he was, something that makes him envy you.

You don't have to constantly satiate your thirst for blood and you can walk in the sun! Sure, he can do so now, but that's only because of the squirming little parasite in his head.

However, over time, he’d get over his bitterness, realizing that perhaps he cared for you more than he initially thought.

Sure, you have advantages he only dreamed of obtaining himself but having another vampire by his side did prove to have its own perks. All so suddenly you are both drinking goblets of blood in place of wine, dancing in the glow of the luminous moonlight as the nocturnes you are.

He's a horrible influence because there's no doubt he made you indulge in your blood cravings more than you ever used to.

Though, he’d have it no other way. He does quite enjoy the sound of a vampiric power couple racing through the night, it appeals to every fanatical dark dream he's ever had and it makes it all the more special.

: ̗̀➛ WYLL

“To see not one but two fanged companions join us on our little adventure? Well, I can't quite tell if I should be relieved or tense. Regardless, it's a pleasure to have you.”

It was conflicting enough to have one vampire in camp but two? His job was to slay monsters but you don't seem to be posing a threat at all. Less of a threat than Astarion at least.

He very quickly moves past his whole ‘but aren't I meant to kill monsters?’ conflict in favor of befriending such a compelling companion, one he finds himself growing quite fond of.

And there was just something so incredibly romantic of being a monster hunter himself and falling for a creature of the night (and sun at this point).

As corny as it sounds, he’d been dreaming up that fantasy for a while now, finding himself going out of his way to woo and win over a vampire's undead heart.

One blissful dance by the lake against the twinkling stars of night, hands interlocked, and the sudden burn of piercing fangs caressing his skin only for his own soft kiss to follow—romance and its finest.

All so suddenly he's fallen head over heels for the same type of beasts he's sworn to rid of, though you are no beast in his eyes, more of an angel whose sharpened teeth could be nothing more than a sweet blessing in disguise.

: ̗̀➛ GALE

“The more the merrier I suppose. You never know when one needs four sets of fangs in the journey ahead. Perhaps, you could talk sense into another particularly bloodthirsty friend of ours, hm?”

And then there were two.

He didn't quite trust you around him at first, you were still a vampire, and frankly after the Astarion encounter, he’d rather not be bled out dry.

Over time, he’d grow curious. It's not every day he encounters a dhampir out and about. He’s read about them of course but studying an actual dhampir was a whole different story.

He would often compare you to the books he’s read about your kind to the actual information you provide him, noting that once the whole absolute mess is over, he’d gladly rewrite the dhampir section of his book collections.

Eventually, the fact that you're a dhampir would easily go over his head. He can't see you as anything else except for the companion he's grown to be incredibly fond of.

Perhaps he’d try to find other ways to satiate your blood cravings if he's ever reminded of them, doing his own little research as to what the best substitute could be. It's more so for convenience so he wouldn't have to witness another chicken being drained raw.

Other than that, he's completely contented with you, fangs included. There is no other he could have chosen to have endured this treacherous journey with.

: ̗̀➛ KARLACH

“Fucking hell! Another vampire?! Well, shit, I must be pretty damn lucky or something. Between you and me, I think it's great to have another fanged friend join us, you have got to meet Astarion!”

She gets excited over the fact that you're a dhampir for about a day before it goes over her head.

She's seen far more threatening things than a human half-vampire to ever feel the slightest bit of intimidation at your presence.

Besides, if you ever do try biting her, good luck handling blood as hot as the flames of Avernus. That’ll give her a good laugh.

She has a lovely little thing for nicknames and if she gets to call Astarion ‘Fangs’ you’re being called ‘Fangers’. Cheesy, but it makes her all the more happy.

And if the need for blood ever arises, fret not, she would gladly beat the shit out of some bastard goblin for you to snack on (if you don't mind the taste of goblin blood of course.)

Overall, the fact that you’re slightly vampiric never bothered her at all. You’re the best thing that's ever happened to her and she wouldn't mind no matter what form you took.

: ̗̀➛ SHADOWHEART

“It seems that another vampiric acquaintance joins this strange little party of ours. I suppose finding ways to satiate another vampire’s odd diet wouldn't be too much of a hassle with all the dead goblins lying around. Enjoy the meal.”

She was a bit apprehensive at first. She was already a little put off by Astarion being a vampire, she didn't quite trust herself bearing her neck around that man and now there's you.

You’d have to slowly build some trust in her if she were to ever let her guard around you, of course, there are the playful jabs here and there but she seems mostly impartial with your presence for now.

Her weariness fades soon enough, it's not as though your blood cravings are bad enough for you to turn to your own companions for a taste. She’s only ever seen you feast on animals.

Over time, she’d grow contented with your presence, hardly ever pointing out your own vampiric features as you seem quite normal for the most part.

Your advanced healing at least gives her a break from having to constantly use her healing spells so she's at least grateful for that.

She truly doesn't have any qualms about you now that she fully understands your capabilities and who you are as an individual. You are a lovely companion to have and it's fairly nice having you by her side.

: ̗̀➛ LAE’ZEL

“Chk. Best you keep your thirst for blood on our foes lest I pull out your sharpened fangs from your gnawing mouth. I will not have you or anyone come to draw blood from my own skin.”

As long as you don't intend on placing her fangs anywhere near her, she doesn't care.

She’ll base her opinion on you depending on what use you could provide to her, and seeing as you are essentially a vampire without all the negative effects that come from being one, that's perfect!

You are quite effective in and out of battle, an admirable trait she has directly told you on a handful of occasions.

It's rather flattering to hear ‘compliments’ or more so tactical observations come out of her mouth from time to time but she does seem quite impressed by your abilities.

Even the part of you that craves blood is one she doesn't quite mind as long as you aren't senselessly draining out the blood of every creature you pass.

If you two do grow close, she does actually hunt animals for you, bringing them back to you as ‘tokens of appreciation’ so you’d have something to snack on (She doesn't want to show it but seeing you indulge makes her happy).

At the end of the day, she truly sees you as a worthy companion to travel alongside her. A companion she wishes to treasure and travel with for as long as time allows her.

: ̗̀➛ HALSIN

“How lucky am I to have lived long enough to witness vampires having the capacity to walk in the sun? Truly such a special gift to have especially for someone like you. Perhaps one day all of your kin could have the chance to see the sun again.”

The least concerned out of all of them.

He’s lived long enough to understand whether or not you could possibly pose a threat and honestly? You don't even seem intimidating enough to phase him.

The only thing he's actually upset about is the fact that you have to kill precious creatures of nature to satiate your occasional cravings for blood.

He wished there were other alternatives, and honestly, he’d rather see you snack on a goblin than the poor critters living in the forest. Though, he does understand how foul the taste of goblin must be.

At some point, he probably would have offered himself as a substitute for your blood cravings. Better him than the animals. Though, you couldn't quite tell if he was nervous or excited about the prospect of you biting into him.

It turned out to be both when you first tried, and now it's become quite a normal thing for you two. Halsin doesn't seem to mind and you get to have a free snack from time to time.

Besides, there's something about your fangs that makes his own heart beat a tad bit faster than usual. A detail you don't miss at all and something he's very much aware of.

He trusts you enough to not drain him, and regardless, he treasures you as a companion. What you are could never stop him from being as close to you as he is now.

•❅───────────✧❅✦❅✧───────────❅•

[bursting-at-the-memes]

'Lungs' Sentence starters

Dog Days are Over: -"Happiness hit her like a train on a track." -"Leave all your love and your longing behind." -"I never wanted anything from you." -"Can you hear the horses?" "The horses are coming, so you better run."

Rabbit Heart: -"How quickly the glamour fades." -"Was that the wrong pill to take?" -"You made a deal and now it seems to have to offer up." -"It seems I've made the final sacrifice." -"This is a gift, it comes with a price." -"Who is the lamb and who is the knife?" -"I wish that I could just be brave."

I'm Not Calling You A Liar: -"Don't lie to me." -"Just stop haunting me." -"There's a ghost in my lungs." -"When you kiss me I'm happy enough to die."

Howl: -"If you could only see the beast you've made of me." -"I howl when we're apart." -"Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest." -"The saints can't help me now." -"I want to find you, tear out all your tenderness." -"Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers."

Kiss With A Fist: -"You hit my once I hit you back." -"You smashed a plate over my head." -"I set fire to our bed." -"My black eye casts no shadow." -"A kiss with a fist is better than none." -"I broke your jaw once before." -"Sit back and watch the bed burn."

Girl With One Eye: -"She told me not to step on the cracks." -"Pretty little thing stopped me in my tracks." -"That's the price she'll pay." -"Get your filthy fingers out of my pie." -"I'll cut your little heart out 'cause you made me cry."

Drumming Song: -"There's a drumming noise inside my head and it starts when you're around." -"It makes such an almighty sound." -"I hoped that they would clear my mind." -"As I move my feet towards your body I can hear this beat." -"I pray that the water will drown out the din." -"It couldn't wash the echoes out." -"It swallows me whole, until there's nothing left inside my soul."

Between Two Lungs: -"We are all too young to die." -"Breath passed from you to me." -"It flew between us as we slept." -"Gone are the days of begging." -"No more gasping for a breath." -"I can see the ground far below." -"I have this breath and I hold it tight."

Cosmic Love: -"A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes." -"You left me in the dark." -"I'm always in this twilight." -"I can hear your heartbeat." -"I was in the darkness, so darkness I became." -"You were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you."

My Boy Builds Coffins: -"He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails." -"He can't carve a whistle 'cause he just doesn't care." -"It's not just for work." -"I think it's a shame that when each one's been made he can't see it again." -"It just isn't fair."

Hurricane Drunk: -"No walls can keep me protected." -"You can't save me now." -"I'm in the grip of a hurricane." -"I brace myself because I know it's going to hurt." -"At least things can't get any worse." -"I don't want shelter." -"I hope that you see me, because I'm staring at you." -"I've never felt so alive, and so dead." -"I'm going out."

Blinding: -"Seems that I have been held in some dreaming state." -"No gentle word can wake me from this slumber." -"Felt it in my fists, in my feet." -"No more dreaming like a girl so in love." -"I never could go back."

You've Got The Love: -"I know I can count on you." -"You've got the love I need to see me through." -"The going is just too rough." -"Things go wrong no matter what I do." -"When food is gone, you are my daily meal."

[waywardsou2]

howdy! this is @stars-n-spice sending you asks for the Bad Batch Ask Game :D

3, 8, 19, 34, & 50! 🩵💫

Ah Thank you so much for sending these in! I'll get to them right away.

First: Question 3 - What’s your favorite episode? Why?

I am stuck between two favourite. Episode 16 of Season 1 and Episode 15 of Season 3. Episode 16 because I loved watching their team work, the desperation and planning, the working together and the massive challenge they overcame. Their home, the only one they had ever known and it was destroyed and they had to make their way through the ruins of their home and birth place to get to safety and freedom. I liked how even though Crosshair was still in the early stages of kissing Empire boot he still remembered they were his brothers, he trust them to get out of there, he trusted omega. And he helped save her. Despite him being pessimistic and moody the whole time and not wanting anything to do with Omega. He. Saved. Her.

And with Episode 15, the finale. It was the end, but it was overall very well done. I was so overcome with so many emotions, but they were good emotions. Rampart getting what he deserved and Nala Se doing what she could till the very end. Emery realising that she could do better than what she had been given by the Empire. Hemlock falling of that bridge. Was so satisfying, he deserved a gruesome death but what we got was still fantastic. Seeing Hunter and Crosshair team up, Wrecker be the absolute beast that he was. The Whumpage we got from the capture of the Crosshiar, Hunter and Wrecker. Echo's team up with Emery. Omega saving those children and releasing the Zilo beast. I could go on and on and this will be way to long if I keep going but you get the jist.

Question 8 - What song(s) do you associate with the Bad Batch?

Hymn for the Weekend - Coldplay (this one just in general idk it fits the vibe in my head)

In the end - Black Veil Brides (for all the cool fight scenes and how hard they fight for each other and their missions)

New Divide - Linkin Park (The tension between Hunter and Crosshair)

Something Real - Post Malone (literally anything sad that happen. TECHHHH)

The Summoning - Sleep Token (the general vibe for everything moody and sad)

Punk Tactics - Joey Valance and Brae (for all the cool fighting montages)

I don't really know how to explain it, they just fit the vibes in my head, listen to them.

Question 19 - What are some head canons you have about Crosshair?

I don't have any yet. I think maybe that he knew about the inhibiter chips long before everything and removed it but witheld it from his brothers. TBH IDK but Crosshair is my favourite so I'll come up with some eventually.

ACUTALLY, that Echo taught him how to cope with his missing hand, yadda, yadda yadda, like I said IDK yet.

Question 34 - Which Batcher would you like to kick in the shins?

Crosshair or Tech. Crosshair for leaving his brothers. The Empire was never going to do good by him and I wish he had seen it like his brothers, I wish he had trusted and listened to them.

And Tech for sacrificing himself! WHY?!?! He never should have died. He didn't deserve it. I want him back.

Question 50 - What are you going to miss most about the show?

I think just all of it in general, I just recently got interested in the show. I wasn't interested in it when it first came out but last week I decided to give it another try and I suddenly became obsessed, and now it's over. And I'm just going to miss all of it. I'm going to miss the comfort and the character development and the dynamics and...just literally everything.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASKS THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!

I hope to see you around the fandom haha. May the Force be with you!

[warmothered]

❝ you put the stars to shame . let us sit here a little while - i want to drink you in . ❞ - trynd

» — >  ⌜ PROMPTS & IC ASKS⌟ , always accepting

— @windchaser

It is a night of clear skies, no cloud to cover the resplendence of the starry sky. Ashe retraces constellations she has seen infinite times before; warriors of old, honored in the sky, divine beings and beasts shining amidst the dark mantle they share. Be it for amusement, the mere appreciation of beauty, or even seeking guidance when one had no map, her gaze had often sought the stars. And this in particular is a beautiful night; a somewhat rare one, as well, if only for how limpid the view was.

Summer lends itself to enjoying the outdoors, the temperature mild compared to other seasons. The fire that burns in front of where they sit feels almost unnecessary for its warmth. While it might be valued for its light, that, too, the archer could go without, too absorbed in stargazing to have use for the flame's brightness.

Rarer than the view is the opportunity to simply be; here and now, concerns of leadership and would-be fate are left behind, forgotten even if momentarily. It will end, she knows, too soon, as it always does. But while it lasts, it's a moment all theirs, and Ashe is grateful to have it, even if they cannot stay for too long.

You put the stars to shame, Tryndamere says, interrupting that train of thought and drawing her gaze from above to him, only to find his already upon her. The smile the words elicit is subtle, almost bashful as she lowers her gaze. There are still those who call him barbarian, yet the words that fall from his lips sound anything but. He is not the kind to waste time on practiced, pretty words, she knows; if he says it, it's genuine. If it sounds like something lifted from song or verse, the beauty of his words is effortless. And in that moment, even more than all others, Ashe feels lucky to be the one his heart sings for.

Her own words falter at the request to dwell in the moment and bask in her presence as if he saw in her something worthy of worship. I want to drink you in, Tryndamere says as if a man parched, and there is naught she would deny to sate his thirst. From her place beside her husband, Ashe moves closer, a hand placed upon his, the other guiding his face toward her for a deep kiss. It is unhurried, a thing to be savored, an indulgence that lasts seconds and feels too short as she parts from him and leans back into her original position, before lying down on the cloak that covers the ground beneath. She looks up at him again, blue eyes shining and pale skin almost aglow beneath the moonlight; yet among all things, her smile is the brightest. ❝ Drink in as much as you wish to. In any way you want me, I'm yours for the taking, my love.❞

[lya-dustin]

Someone will remember us

Chapter 76

Cw: death, peril, description of a heart attack

Taglist: @mercedesdecorazon @stargaryenx @arrthurpendragon

Gif by @hvitserkk

He does not like waiting.

Aemma doesn’t either, but Aemond thinks motherhood has done what Teora’s teaching didn’t.

The north wanted four days and Sabitha Frey begrudgingly agreed.

Elmo Tully was needed, if they were to join forces and have the last of his brother’s supporters brought to heel, they needed everyone they could get.

There had been a letter from Aegon.

‘Weep no more, little brother, I live.’

He had taken Dragonstone with the help of Larys Strong, Larys who wasted no time in ensuring he knew what Aemond had done.

Some had deserted him and now he and Cole were branded as traitors.

Cole who stayed because his loyalty to Aegon was a byproduct of his love for mother.

Cole who bent the knee knowing there was a large possibility he would be taking the black for Joffrey Lonmouth and Lyman Beesbury’s murders and for his part in the usurpation of the king’s heir.

Aemond would be dead anyways.

Daemon had come from Maidenpool and demanded only one thing.

Daemon had said. “A trial by combat, let the gods be our judges, nephew.”

“May they judge us true.” Aemond nodded and agreed to the time and place. “We have lived too long, nuncle.”

“On that much we agree.”

And so Aemond seals his fate.

“If you wish to remarry, I only ask your next husband not be Stark.” He said refusing her pleas.

He only asked for a moment to bid his wife and son farewell.

“I hate this is what you want your last words to me to be.” Aemma dried her tears with her sleeve, and he thinks most of their marriage has been Aemma crying because of him.

“No, I will die with your name in my lips.” He said kissing her one last time. “If we cannot be together in this life, let us be in the next.”

She should have told him about Addam.

But she doesn’t because she doesn’t want to ruin his last moments by telling him she nearly fucked her brother in a moment of weakness.

If he lives she will tell him.

If he lives.

Gods, she hoped his seed takes.

Aemond, named after his father. Yes, that’s a good name.

“If you give me leave, I will kill Prince Daemon myself.” Cole suggests as second sons take flight.

“No, I suggested poisoning Daemon and he said he wants to die with the last shred of honor he has left.” The queen shook her head as they watched from Harrenhal’s battlements. “Besides, how would you do it?”

“A Myrish Crossbow.” The Dornish knight said showing him a rather expensive arbalest handsomely decorated with Larys Strong’s personal sigil, a bug in amber. “Lord Strong was given this by the Triarchy and now it is mine.”

“If we ever find him, I do hope you let me borrow it.” Aemma said taking out the Myrish spyglass she pilfered from Strong’s treasure trove.

Ser Osferth Whent would have enough riches to make everyone forget he was a hedge knight.

If Harrenhal survives the battle, that is.

She cannot see much, even with the glass, too high up and gives up because she knows her life will be over when Daemon plunges Dark Sister into Aemond’s eye.

But she can hear the roars, both men shouting and the dragons slamming into each other and biting whatever flesh they can get their teeth on.

And yet suddenly, both beasts and riders come tumbling down into the lake.

She hears Aemond’s screams as he falls to his death just as she had seen it every time she closed her eyes since that night when he told her he loved her.

Aemond thanks the gods he took the one lesson Daemon gave him to heart.

Had he been chained to the saddle as he usually was, he would be dead. Had Aemma not told him how the story ends, he would have not had a chance in the seven hells of making it out alive.

Daemon leapt off his saddle with Dark Sister in hand and walked towards him as if their dying mounts were not falling like stars from the heavens.

The one eyed king moves to block Daemon’s strike and prays to whatever god hears him not to make an orphan out of his son.

“I. Will. Kill. You.” The Rogue Prince’s eyes flash in anger, overconfidence and something else.

His words are garbled, his usually smooth movements replaced by savage and even clumsy.

“Not before I do.” Aemond taunts and uses Daemon’s sudden weakness as best as he can.

He has always loved the singing of Valyrian steel against Valyrian steel, plain steel was enough to get his blood running even as a boy, but Valyrian steel was music to his ears.

Unfortunately, Daemon had earned his reputation. The man was relentless even as it becomes evident he is having a stroke.

“For Luke.” The prince managed to say after disarming Aemond and getting him on his back. They were falling faster now; in the next heartbeat they will be food for the fishes below.

Aemond’s life flashes before his eyes as Daemon raised his sword one last time and bites his lip bloody to avoid screaming in terror like a child.

The sword never comes.

Instead, it falls out of its wielder’s hand as the Rogue Prince clutched his left side.

This had not been the work of man.

The Gods had condemned Daemon for his crimes and avenged all those who died by his hand.

And yet Aemond falls into the Gods’ Eye as his foot got caught in a loose chain.

“Aemma.” It is not the whisper like the singers will claim, it is the terrified screams of a boy only a few months away from his nine and tenth nameday.

[wanou-dorm]

Chessy and odd Pick up lines Prompts

Cheesy Pick lines Prompts 

Odd and Cheesy Pickup lines I’ve found across the Web Mainly Joke4us and Pick up line.net. 

Put on in the Ask Box( specify characters saying it ) and ask  one muse of mine to React to it 

Hey, I’m writing an article on the finer things in life and I was hoping I could interview you.

Do you ever wear fishnets? Because you’re a real catch.

Are you a gardener? I like your tulips

Titanic. That’s my icebreaker. What’s up?

"Roses are red, Violets are blue, You can be my Cinderella, I'll even give you a shoe" 

So, it is a lie that fairies only appear in dreams.

Your voice is so a-do-re-ble to mi. 

I might not be Shawn Mendes, but your gonna love it when I call you "Senorita". 

Are you Stacy's mom? Cause you've got it going on. 

You must be the North Star, because the light around you guided me here 

Is your dad a thief? Why? Cause I saw him steal all the stars out of the sky and put them in your eyes. 

Would you touch me so I can tell my friends I've been touched by an angel? 

You must be (insert Famous Person here) twin sister/Brother ; the one they don't talk about because she/he's much more beautiful 

Are you an octopus? Because you octopi my thoughts.

So do you like stawberries or blueberries? [choose one] cause i need to know what kind of pancakes to order you in the morning

Are you an alien? because you just abducted my heart 

Are you a angel? cause I'm allergic to feathers * fake sneeze * 

With my IQ and your body we could begin a race of genetic superchildren to conquer the earth.

Do you have a Bandaid? Cos I just scraped my knee falling for you. 

Are you a mermaid?, cause your cute as shell.

My mom told me that life is like a deck of cards, so you must the be queen of hearts. 

Girl you must be made of Florine, Iodine, and Neon, because you are FINe 

You know why Men are so much sexier than women? Because you can't spell sexy without "xy". 

Are you coral reef? Because I'm in love with your beauty.

You must be a compound of beryllium and barium...because your a total BaBe. 

Hi does your body consist of Oxygen and Neon?, because you are the ONe. 

Are you full of Beryllium, Gold, and Titanium, because you are Be-Au-Ti-Ful 

Im attracted to you so strongly, scientists will have to develop a fifth fundamental force. 

Shiitake happens, our love doesn't.

Baby you're so cute you made my page 404. 

I'm not being obtuse, you are being acute girl 

Our love is like dividing by zero.... you cannot define it 

I less than three you..... (i < 3 you) 

At absolute zero, you would still move me. 

Your beauty defies real and complex analysis. 

Your hottness is the only reason we can't reach absolute zero. 

I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart. 

Roses are #FF0000, violets are #0000FF. All my base are belong to you. 

Do you want to see a picture of a beautiful person? (holds up mirror)

Are you a keyboard? Because you are my type.

Whether Jafar or Ja-Close I'll always be yours.

It's like Beauty and the Beast. I'm the Beauty you are the Beast.

I'm the eighth dwarf, Sexy.

Sha-la-la-la-la-la don't be scared, you got the moves prepared, you want to kiss me, girl.

I can take you to infinity and beyond.

Hey cutie, is that Cupid's arrow in your bow?

I'll be your Tramp, if you'll be my Lady.

Is your name David? Because I'm pretty sure you could have only be crafted at the hands of Michelangelo.

Are you a fly guy? Because you sweep me off my feet.

I used to waste time chasing butterflies , but nowadays because of you, I have them in my stomach.

You're like a butterfly beautiful to see but hard to catch.

I always think BC stand for Before You Came Into My Life;

couldn’t help but notice that you’re not a B-rachiosaurus, but a DD-rachiosaurus.

When I kissed you, I saw fireworks. Or Jubilee. Either way.

You activated my heart!

Aye girl, you a Twix? Cause I want both sides of you.

You mint a lot to me.

You candy cane do it.

You look sad, let me sprinkle some of good vibes at you baby.   

Are you cake? Cause I want a piece of that.

Did you just fall from heaven's bakery? Because you look as tasty as an angel cake.

You are on my list of things I'd do for a Klondike bar.

You put the 'hot' in hot fudge sundae.

You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.

Are you a fruit, because Honeydew you know how fine you look right now?

Are you sure you're not an alien because you've just abducted my heart!

Can I borrow your cell phone? I need to call animal control, because I just saw a fox!

Did god take the thunder out the sky and put it in your thighs?!

Excuse me, could you please dial down your hotness, it's causing global warming

Hello, I'm a thief, and I'm here to steal your heart.

Hello. Cupid called. He says to tell you that he needs my heart back

[chaosworthy]

Copy and paste this into your own post. Bold what applies to your muse, italicize possibilities, and cross-out improbilities.

APPEARANCE

I am over 5′5″ / I have bad eyesight / I wear my weapons when I go out / I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing / I prefer wearing armor / I have one or more piercings / I have at least one tattoo / I have dyed my hair / I have gotten surgery / I sunburn easily / I have freckles / I paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / I don’t often smile / I am pleased with how I look / I wear a lot of hats

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

I play a sport / I can play an instrument / I am artistic / I have won a trophy in some sort of competition / I can cook or bake without a recipe / I know how to swim / I enjoy writing / I prefer plays to books / I can execute a perfect somersault / I enjoy singing / I could survive in the wilds on my own / I have read a new book series this year / I enjoy spending time with friends / I like hunting beasts / I enjoy training / I speak more than one language

EXPERIENCES

I have had my first kiss / I have gotten drunk / I have told a crush I like them / I have been to more than five planets / I have ridden a bullet train / I have driven a car / I have stayed awake for more than 48 hours / I have had a near-death experience / I have caught something on fire / I have performed in a play / I have used magic / I have been in a fight / I have been written about in a monthly Newsletter / I have broken a bone / I have slow-danced / I have had a conversation in my second language

RELATIONSHIPS

I am in a relationship / have been single for over a year / I have a crush / I have a best friend / I have known a friend for over ten years / I have sibling(s) / I am adopted / I am on the run / I have had a cross-planetary relationship / I am an only child / I give advice to my friends / I don’t have many friends / I have friends off-planet

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell / I have watched the sun rise / I enjoy rainy days / I have slept under the stars / I meditate outside / The sound of chirping calms me / I enjoy the smell of the beach / I know what snow tastes like / I enjoy thunderstorms / I enjoy cloud watching / I have attended a bonfire / I pay close attention to colors / I find mystery in the ocean / I enjoy hiking on nature paths / Autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle / I am the mom friend / I live by a certain quote / I like the smell of earth / I enjoy spicy food / I can drive a car / I have memorized an entire song in a day / I believe in true love / I dream up scenarios to fall asleep / I sing while I perform activities / I wish I lived somewhere else / I have a canopy above my bed / I own a pet / I am LGBT

[credinaa]

Copy and paste this into your own post. Bold what applies to your muse, italicize possibilities, and cross-out improbilities.

APPEARANCE

I am over 5′5″ / I have bad eyesight / I wear my weapons when I go out / I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing / I prefer wearing armor / I have one or more piercings / I have at least one tattoo / I have dyed my hair / I have gotten surgery / I sunburn easily / I have freckles / I paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / I don’t often smile / I am pleased with how I look / I wear a lot of hats

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

I play a sport / I can play an instrument / I am artistic / I have won a trophy in some sort of competition / I can cook or bake without a recipe / I know how to swim / I enjoy writing / I prefer plays to books / I can execute a perfect somersault / I enjoy singing / I could survive in the wilds on my own / I have read a new book series this year / I enjoy spending time with friends / I like hunting beasts / I enjoy training / I speak more than one language

EXPERIENCES

I have had my first kiss / I have gotten drunk / I have told a crush I like them / I have traveled off Sotiris island / I have traveled off the planet Leora / I have been to more than five planets / I have ridden the bullet train / I have driven an m.car / I have stayed awake for more than 48 hours / I have had a near-death experience / I have caught something on fire / I have performed in a play / I have used magic / I have been in a fight / I have been written about in the monthly Newsletter / I have broken a bone / I have slow-danced / I have had a conversation in my second language

RELATIONSHIPS

I am in a relationship / I have been single for over a year / I have a crush / I have a best friend / I have known a friend for over ten years / I have sibling(s) / I am adopted / I am on the run / I have had a cross-planetary relationship / I am an only child / I give advice to my friends / I don’t have many friends / I have friends offplanet / I am suspicious about the Collective’s intentions / I believe joining the Collective was the best thing the Leorans could have done

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell / I have watched the sun rise / I enjoy rainy days / I have slept under the stars / I meditate outside / The sound of chirping calms me / I enjoy the smell of the beach / I know what snow tastes like / I enjoy thunderstorms / I enjoy cloud watching / I have attended a bonfire / I pay close attention to colors / I find mystery in the ocean / I enjoy hiking on nature paths / Autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle / I am the mom friend / I live by a certain quote / I like the smell of earth / I enjoy spicy food / I can drive a car / I have memorized an entire song in a day / I believe in true love / I dream up scenarios to fall asleep / I sing while I perform activities / I wish I lived somewhere else / I have a canopy above my bed / I own a pet / I am LGBT

[a-collection-of-villainous-aus]

Blind Au part seven segment three

(There is definitely some adult content in this.)

Acylius rose back up to his feet and returned to his work, the mood had shifted, but things had already been cracking for a long time.

It was no surprise that Hat would call him his, all workers were Hat’s possessions right?

“Doctor?”

Hat asked simply.

“Yes sir?”

“Say my name , like you want me, after all you want the move to your new residency that much you will do as I say.”

Acylius sat up straight, his hair feathering and flaring as he bristled , frowning quiet and contemplating this order he sighed, fine anything to get on with his work...and maybe it was an excuse to taste a poison he knew he shouldn’t and anything that happened he decided he only had himself to blame.

“I can do you better than that sir, but you must promise you will not turn back on your word, I’m sure you know how crossroad demons seal their deals.”

He remained in his chair but as it was on wheels he shifted himself closer to him and found it fascinating how Hat went deadly still and swallowed.

“Nervous sir? Or perhaps you don’t think you can keep your promise?”

Silence hung in the air, everything was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Hat wished he knew what Acylius looked like, he almost wanted to see that judging look he could feel on him that condescending smile that seemed to dare him, he couldn’t see it, it was just the tone of his voice, he recalled just under that paper bag he could see just barely the creases of that smirk...he missed even that.

“Fine but if you insist, you must take charge of what you want.”

Hat returned stiffly, expecting nothing more than just some quick peck on the lips and laughter, the doctor had a natural talent from bouncing back from such serious matters...but that didn’t mean there wasn’t a storm waiting underneath....it was the calm and he wondered just how long it would be before they finally tore one another apart.

Knitting sat in his lap waiting for Acylius to cruelly seal this deal, with a kiss, no matter how much it hurt didn’t his Doctor know, how could his doctor not know he’d ruin worlds in his name , turn the tide of endless stars just for him...how could Flug be so blind...to all of it?

His breath hitched as a hand gently cupped his face, it was so warm and comforting, his cheek nestled perfectly into the dip of his fingers, he wanted to turn into it, kiss his wrist and fall against him, leave himself completely at the mercy of these hands that could pull screams of agony and tears even from the strongest of creatures...but this was a deal binder...he couldn’t show that tenderness, but how dare Acylius gently tilt his head back, this should be dirty...something like what they did in front of Thaddeus...

As Acylius’s lips touched his, he couldn’t even fight it, that moment his eye closed sinking into his embrace, it drew him in and he wanted to be lost here in this moment, no one had kissed him like this, made him feel the world was full of colour that poured into the void of his heart that offered an endless warmth that bound him to the entirety of this sensation.

And there was his order, that hurt more than he could ever have imagined with the warmth of his breath on his lips, husky voice and lingering kisses as Acylius said his name like he wanted him.

He’d obeyed him and he hated it, wanted time to take back that command and just allow Acylius to kiss him.

Amadeus didn’t move , eye opening when his Doctor didn’t come back to kiss him again, brows furrowing though as he felt a caress along his cheek.

He sighed and shook him off gently

“Come to stare at the beast Doctor?”

“No...huh I forgot what your blush looked like, it’s been so long since I’ve seen it, you might be a cad, but only a fool would call you an ugly one, now sir that business has been taken care of I need to return to my work.”

Hat’s shoulders dropped a little, still a cad huh, even after that kiss? So be it, but that kiss was his now to store away for all time, unlike the posies from their first dance that was held in an obsidian tome within his desk this would have to be locked away within himself.

“Acylius?”

“What do you want of me now?”

Flug answered as he focused on his work.

The feline ears under Amadeus’s hat laid back, his doctor sounded so tired, voice soft and weary.

“Would you kindly pass me the green yarn?

He held out a hand expectantly as Acylius without question did as he was asked, fishing through the wicker basket that was next to the rocking chair and huffed.

“There are five different tones in here which is it, spring, summer, frosted , withering or evening.”

Despite his grumbling , Acylius found himself rubbing pieces of the yarns between his finger tips, they were so soft he he couldn’t help but imagine Black Hat falling asleep in a pile of the stuff, curled up like a cat, he wouldn’t be surprised if he had honestly, his nesting instincts made him want to build a nest with this stuff.

“Do you need to be alone with the yarn? If that’s the case please at least leave the spring behind.”

Hat teased him only to find the yarn softly bouncing off his head as it was tossed at him, it landed in the old demons lap, he raised a brow at him.

“Feel better?”

“Yes.”

“Alright then and thank you, you may continue with your work uninterrupted for now.”

“Well you are full of surprises today sir, first you admit what you did to 505 and have recalled the use of manners.”

Flug retorted the moment losing its humour and souring a little.

“Boy be careful, need I remind you of your position.”

“What you mean under you?”

Hat’s jaw tensed , for someone who so willingly called him a cad he seemed to have no problem with making innuendos at this moment it seemed and he wanted nothing more than to reply with something just as suggestive but decided against it and started adding the spring grass green to the clothing he was knitting for Demencia, he heard the subtle “Hmm” sound at the lack of response to the joke made and changed the subject.

“Damn it all...I thought I had more than this, I’ll need to make a trip to Lady Zee Zee, we will go at the weeks end.”

“We, I don’t think so Amadeus, I have too much work to do....can’t you take Demencia.”

“No, she can’t drive.”

Hat answered as he worked on is project.

Acylius was realising it was very unlikely that’d he’d get any work done with Black Hat here at this time so much for a quiet evening.

“Drive? Can you not just travel through a portal?”

“Where is the fun in that...my back seat will fit us both just fine for when we need to sleep, also Zee Zee has her place made so not even I can tear my way into her work place, she knows enough that if you so much as try a rash will cover your body that takes weeks to fade.”

Hat finished sheepishly as he ducked his head , knowing all too well that Acylius would remember that as he was the one who’d applied the cream to his itching body...while he might have been able to do it himself, he took any excuse to have the Doctor touch him, it allowed his imagination to wander for later in moments of self intimacy.

Hat started rocking in his chair again, allowing the gentle motion to sooth him as he listened to Acylius made a disgruntled huffing sound as he returned back to his work.

The doctor was going crazy honestly, he hadn't made any progress, just couldn't understand it , was there something he'd perhaps missed, some small detail that he just couldn't figure out?

Rolling the eye in his finger tips he squeezed it gently.

"Sir I wonder if I could examine your other eye, perhaps I might find a difference between this and that one."

Amadeus could feel how Acylius was handling that eye, it didn't effect the one in his skull, instead the sensation spread across his body, he could only feel it when he allowed himself to, but he was so desperate to feel any tender caress from Flug he would take even that.

His doctor might be unaware of the sensation he caused him but he might just die if he admitted it and Acylius would most likely do anything he could to avoid direct contact with the sample.

Of late even he'd come to realise they could barely get on for what felt like no longer than five minutes, but being able to sink into Acylius's scent and those soft touches...he could barely focus on his knitting as he felt a finger tip make a small circular motion on the eye, some motions such as that were felt in places that would feel the most from such a movement and he crossed his legs.

.

"No..."

Hat answered stiffly, hiding a small whine that left him, thankful that Flug had stopped playing with the eye, he sensed Flugs flash of irritation as he set down his knitting again, that moment of annoyance soon passed as he started reaching up for his monocle...

"Of course I don't mind if you look..."

There it was anticipation, Acylius was actually excited to see something he had to show him, this was something he'd wanted to know the answer to for a long time...perhaps it was finally time he finally shared with his Legion demon, something that was vulnerable about himself.

"But I must-"

And then Acylius's phone rang, the doctors personal phone, Haendel's Sarabande to be exact, a rendition that only few would know was personally recorded by the being before him on cello....he'd tried once or twice to play his violin along side him but Hat had soon learned no matter the distance in the house they shared...Acylius did not want to play along side him...and after the revelations of today, a few things were only starting to make sense but...who had Flugs's personal number besides himself, Demencia...maybe it was Doctor Slug?

"Oh Thaddeus, how are you doing, I do apologize for earlier, you wanted to arrange that date still?"

It was White Hat! His hand fell back to the arm of his chair, curling in on himself while listening to Acylius flirt so easily with his brother...he was pacing...wait Flug only did that when he was stressed or uncomfortable, what was going on with 'his' doctor?

M-maybe he didn't really want to date White, he was just doing this to be spiteful to him? Let him, at least it meant he cared enough to hurt him right? What if though he was just simply nervous about the date it had been a long while since his...

A small ragged breath left him...what if his Acylius became Whites?

His hand had been resting on the knitting needles snapped, he quickly rectified that, he was not losing all that work...a thought came to him...if Thaddeus was was Flug wanted then maybe...

.

Going to his feet, growing in height and shoulders broadening, matching himself perfectly to Thaddeus right down to the colours, humming quietly he used echo location to make sure there were no obstacles in the way, like the speaker he'd he'd hurt Acylius's head on last time due to his own wounded pride.

Now he stood behind him, body pressed to his and breath hot on is neck.

Acylius froze as he felt the warmth, arms wrapped around him, looking down at white coat sleeves with the trace amounts of sky blue poking out from the cuffs, hands whiter than snow...he really needed to tell Amadeus to stop this...

"See you Tuesday...I'll pick you up."

The call ended and he turned around only to be met with Whites face...expression was all wrong it was still Amadeus, he couldn't mistake it him for anyone, before he could say anything Amadeus kissed him deeply...pushing him up against the table, claws sinking into his back, Acylius was his. His brother couldn't have him, he would be Thaddeus if that's what Flug wanted.

It took him a moment to realise there was a leg around his waist and the taste of Acylius on his tongue, Acylius was kissing him back, claws on his back, his momentary shock allowed the Legion to turn them over and slam him down against the desk with hips purposely lined.

Hat didn't know what to think, what to say he was dazed and chest rumbling in a purr, his body drinking in the sensation of feeling Flug pressed to him like this, he could hear his heart beat and the subtle roll of his hips the feeling of his cock dragging along his had him whining like a little bitch and he knew it.

He would let him do anything to him at this moment, as Acylius kissed him again, actually fucking kissed him again, he mewled loudly into it as the doctor knew just where to press into between his thighs, into the dip and opening...he would let him fuck him like this, even if the fabric would hurt being pushed up into him...just to have him...and then Acylius stopped...moving altogether.

Hands were on his shoulders keeping him in place.

"Acylius....?"

He arched his back as he felt a sudden snap forward of his hips and a growling, Acylius's form had...changed, he wasn't in his humanoid form, that had felt...jesus fucking christ that had felt...massive , the soft panting he could hear was more like a wild animal.

"Shut up...if you push me...shut up..."

Amadeus blinked, his world was obviously still dark but he could feel something weighted against his torso that twitched

"Acylius?"

It twitched again and he tried reaching down to touch what he was starting to get a very good idea of what was on him, finger tips barely brushed against it before Acylius grabbed his hand in a grip hard enough to almost break his bones...he felt his beak against his neck , that warm breath snaking under the collar of his shirt, gentle nip of mandibles that could so easily cut him open and he'd love every moment...so why was Acylius holding back, why wasn't he just fucking him, it was Thaddeus he wanted right, here he was pretending to be him.

"Amadeus...you need to stop teasing me like this, I need to stop giving in...please...just stop I don't want to be on that bed frame you have full of notches."

He called him by his name, not his brothers , his , he wanted to reach up and hold him close and promise the earth, moon , stars and beyond that he would never be something so lowly, to take that sadness out of his voice and replace it with joy, but before he could, even attempt such a thing Acylius was gone and he lay there, staring up into the nothingness of all that he could not see.

.

What had his actions of all these years done, his doctor could not trust him , all those smug conversations and all those people who he'd so proudly crowed about hurting, it took this moment of being left here, alone like this to realise just even a little of what Flug feared, why he felt so vulnerable with him, being that close to him...

Acylius should hate him...because if he didn't hate him...he sure as fuck hated himself.

End of part seven.

[dyadhogs]

Copy and paste this into your own post. Bold what applies to your muse, italicize possibilities, and cross-out improbilities.

APPEARANCE

I am over 5′5″ / I have bad eyesight / I wear my weapons when I go out / I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing / I prefer wearing armor / I have one or more piercings / I have at least one tattoo / I have dyed my hair / I have gotten surgery / I sunburn easily / I have freckles / I paint my nails / I typically wear makeup / I don’t often smile / I am pleased with how I look / I wear a lot of hats

HOBBIES AND TALENTS

I play a sport / I can play an instrument / I am artistic / I have won a trophy in some sort of competition / I can cook or bake without a recipe / I know how to swim / I enjoy writing / I prefer plays to books / I can execute a perfect somersault / I enjoy singing / I could survive in the wilds on my own / I have read a new book series this year / I enjoy spending time with friends / I like hunting beasts / I enjoy training / I speak more than one language

EXPERIENCES

I have had my first kiss / I have gotten drunk / I have told a crush I like them / I have traveled off planet / I have traveled off my island / I have been to more than five planets / I have ridden the bullet train / I have driven a car / I have stayed awake for more than 48 hours / I have had a near-death experience / I have caught something on fire / I have performed in a play / I have used magic / I have been in a fight / I have been written about in a newsletter / I have broken a bone / I have slow-danced / I have had a conversation in my second language

RELATIONSHIPS

I am in a relationship / I have been single for over a year / I have a crush / I have a best friend / I have known a friend for over ten years / I have sibling(s) / I am adopted / I am on the run / I have had a cross-planetary relationship / I am an only child / I give advice to my friends / I don’t have many friends / I have friends offplanet

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell / I have watched the sun rise / I enjoy rainy days / I have slept under the stars / I meditate outside / The sound of chirping calms me / I enjoy the smell of the beach / I know what snow tastes like / I enjoy thunderstorms / I enjoy cloud watching / I have attended a bonfire / I pay close attention to colors / I find mystery in the ocean / I enjoy hiking on nature paths / Autumn is my favorite season

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle / I am the mom friend / I live by a certain quote / I like the smell of earth / I enjoy spicy food / I can drive a car / I have memorized an entire song in a day / I believe in true love / I dream up scenarios to fall asleep / I sing while I perform activities / I wish I lived somewhere else / I have a canopy above my bed / I own a pet / I am LGBT

[thcbeautywithin]

80s Meets Beast and Beauty

♥ It Must Have Been Love - Roxette || It must have been good but I lost it somehow, it must have been love but it’s over now. From the moment we touched ‘til the time had run out  ♥ Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonne Tyler || And if you only hold me tight we’ll be holding on forever. And we’ll only be making it right 'cause we’ll never be wrong together ♥ I Won’t Hold You Back - Toto ||  If I had another chance tonight I’d try to tell you that the things we had were right ♥ Every Rose Has Its Thorn - Poison || I know I could have saved a love that night if I’d known what to say  ♥ Don’t Know What You Got Till It’s Gone - Cinderella || I can’t feel the things that cause you pain, I can’t clear my heart of your love it falls like rain ♥ Open Arms - Journey || Living without you, living alone, this empty house seems so cold. Wanting to hold you, wanting you near ♥ If I Could Turn Back Time - Cher ||  If I could reach the stars I’d give 'em all to you then you’d love me, love me, like you used to do ♥ Empty Rooms - Gary Moore ||  You see her face in every crowd. You hear her voice, but you’re still proud, so you turn away. You tell yourself that you’ll be strong but your heart tells you, this time you’re wrong.

[love-toxin]

kinktober day 11 - leon kennedy.

warnings: yandere leon, breeding, semi-public sex, marriage mentions, praise, dirty talk, re3 timeline crossover, afab reader.

word count: 1.9k

"Mh, baby…"

He's such a sweet boy. Blue eyes, brown hair, soft skin and darling smile. The tiny bit of stubble that's grown out on his chin scuffs you a bit as he kisses you, but as if you would mind when the boy you love is pushing you back against the nearest desk in the STARS office, and practically drooling out all his fear into your mouth. 

"I...I want to have a baby with you." 

For once you break the kiss yourself, instead of waiting for him to pull away slowly whilst still trying to draw it out for as long as he can. But it just takes you by surprise, and you're left blinking with wide eyes up at your sweet lover. 

"L-Leon, what?"

It's not as if you haven't given the idea any thought, but not anytime soon--you and him haven't even really talked it over, but the intense look in his eyes makes you think he's been thinking about it a lot, however. 

"I want you to be mine forever...I just want the chance, just in case…"

Leon's voice quivers as he trails off, the distant sounds of groaning and scraping not going unbeknownst. Even though the brightly-lit office feels like heaven in the midst of so much bloody chaos, it's still not completely safe--and the two of you know that better than anyone else at this point, considering you're one of the only two that's still been left alive. 

"In case we don't make it out?" 

"...Yeah."

Of all the other emotions that have welled up throughout this whole ordeal, the only one that swells inside you in this moment is a desire that somehow won't be shoved down. You've loved Leon for so long it seems almost not to be a choice at all, you want him to be happy and if this is what does it? Then there's little else that will stop you from giving it to him. Besides, the look in his eyes is undeniable--he wants you to be the mother of his children so bad it bleeds into the way his hands shake as he holds you, and his heart flutters in his chest as he presses his body up against yours. So the "please" that falls from your lips as you catch him in an open-mouthed kiss speaks louder than all the background noise that makes you so anxious, and Leon groans back so deeply you swear you've just turned him on more than he's ever been before. 

And if that wasn't enough, he extracts himself from you so slowly it's like it takes all his self control, and you watch from your place on the desk as he grabs a chair and props it up under the door handle, before hurrying to get all his gear off to your bemusement, the image of him hopping to try and get his foot through his pant leg melting those worries away. But once he's done and he's caught sight of you on the tail end of getting your own clothes off, he stalks towards you with purpose and grabs you by the hips to grind them against his. 

"I'll marry you too. You're mine, as far as I'm concerned."

His cock tweaks up to life within his boxers, the fabric straining to just barely contain the beast that lies within--and the possessiveness with which he says such a thing would almost be unnerving, if not for how hot he sounds while he says it. 

"If I have your baby, you mean?" 

"The baby's just a bonus. You're what I really want, Mrs. Kennedy." 

Leon's dark chuckle rolls through your body in waves, the sound and his sweet words so orgasmic that you just wish you could have it all already--a house, a baby, and Leon kissing you when he comes home from work and telling you how much he loves you every day. To say it's been your fantasy would be an understatement to the highest degree, and based on how eagerly Leon's pulling your panties down your legs and kicking his own boxers off, he's been having a very similar dream on his own time. 

His palms warm yours as he slides his fingers up to lock with your own, and it no longer feels like you're naked and vulnerable in an overrun police department. It just feels like Leon is making you feel beautiful as he wets his cock between your legs, and sinks inside slow and gentle so you can get used to the way he stretches you out again.  

"God, you're so cute…I'm so lucky you chose me…"

He moans into your mouth, stealing a kiss from you that pulls your breath from your lungs as he shifts his position, angling himself up just a little more so he can prod that spot he knows you like so much. He's a bit too privy as to what you like, but as if you're gonna complain when he starts rocking his hips into you, and leaving not an inch untouched as he hauls your legs over his shoulders and leans over to press an affectionate kiss to your knee. 

"Ah-!"  

You slap your hands over your mouth as if you can take back that moan, but by the furrow of his brow Leon is enjoying it, his free hand coming to rest on your thigh so he can hold it up and lift your hips off the desk with every thrust. His whispering tone gives you tingles up your back as he tells you it's okay, he wants to hear you, and nothing will get you in here. 

"You're safe with me."

You're inclined to believe it, if only because he sounds so confident. And the energy it must take him to smile down at you is incredible, he wastes no amount of effort to bruise your hips with each thrust and pull you back to meet his own, delving as deep as he can every time to hit the soft wall that separates your womb from him. You're sure he won't give up until he breaches it no matter what it takes, especially considering his slow and gentle pace that's become the norm has been replaced by frantic, dizzying thrusts, the power of each one so strong that it ripples through your body and drags a string of gasps and lustful pleas for more from your flushed lips. And more is exactly what he wants to give you, he's not even bothering to try and draw everything out like usual--Leon's grunts of "fuck" and "good girl" and "take it" escape with every clench of your pussy around him, and by now he uses both hands to grab you behind the knees and push your legs back as far as they'll go to your chest, spreading you open wide enough that his cock glides in with no resistance and soaks the desk below with your fluids. 

"I…I'm gonna stuff you so full…tell me how bad you want me to breed you.." 

Each buck is like a punch to the gut and you can barely get a coherent thought out, but the desperate "please" that you can manage to babble out is more than enough to satisfy his deep desire. Another good thrust and he's beckoning your orgasm out of you, using his fingers as leverage to rub them against your clit and swipe up all that delicious wetness that he can't help sucking off his fingertips, and in the process watching your eyes roll back as you shake and he finally sinks all the way inside. Not even a higher power would be able to pry him off of you now, muscles flexing unconsciously as he pumps you full and lets your pussy milk out every last drop….and by the time both of you notice the crack of the door as something slams into it, he only has time to glance over his shoulder as the chair splinters and the door gives way to something huge and black-haired, a gun in his hands and artillery strapped to his back. You're too dazed to even let out a shriek but you do jolt up to grab hold of Leon, your hands trembling as he shields you from view and glares daggers at the man that seems even more at a loss for words than you are. 

The silence is deafening, and it feels like it lasts for ages. But eventually whoever it is clears his throat and mutters some kind of apology, before evidently realizing he should be averting his eyes and turning his back on the two of you. 

"Sorry. Uh, name's Carlos. You two, uh…" 

He almost steps on some of Leon's gear and only then seems to understand what's going on, but he still doesn't dare to move until your partner slips out of you and reaches to grab your clothes, quietly whispering into your ear to make sure to keep your hips up as he helps you redress before he manages to grab his pants and boxers. 

"Carlos, huh? You're not a civilian." 

The man in question only turns back around then, unintimidated by your boyfriend's shirtless chest nor the gun that he holsters back at his waist. It's not until Leon starts putting the rest of his gear back on that he notices the RPD logo, and finally he gains back the ability to talk when you're both fully clothed. 

"Neither are you, officer. You two alright?"

Carlos' eyes meet with yours specifically, his gaze speaking a thousand reassurances even though none of them are needed--and when you nod he relaxes, your legs still trembling as you move to sit on a chair instead so you can try to ignore the cum slowly leaking out of you. 

"Me and my wife are fine, thank you. Leon Kennedy." 

The two of them lock eyes as they reach out for an uncomfortably firm handshake, and if the tension were any thicker in the room even a knife wouldn't be able to cut it. Leon has never been so cold and standoffish to someone before, at least as long as you've known him, and you can't quite pin down why that is unless it has something to do with Carlos catching you naked. Leon's never seemed like the jealous type, but still….you really can't think of any other reason why. 

"...Right. Well, if you're up for it, I'll escort you two back to the main entrance--it'll be a lot safer there, and once me and my colleague are finished here we can take you out of the city."

Lucky for you, Leon finds no problem with that and helps you up as gently as possible, before sweeping your legs out from under you so he can carry you behind Carlos as he leads you back out into the hallway. Whether it's because he wants to make sure his seed takes or he just can't stand the thought of you exerting yourself, you're not sure--but the giddy feeling of Leon calling you his wife wipes those other thoughts from your mind, and you settle in to his strong embrace as he carries you far from the danger you've been running from and into something better, even though Leon can't seem to stop glaring daggers into your savior's back. 

[peakyblindersxx]

May I request a john smut in which, despite being the cocky beast that he usually is, he manages to get all gentle and intense when, after years of mutual pining, he finally makes love to ada's best friend who's younger and totally inexperienced. Idk I just need this to be fucking intense, like John suffocating his desire for ages and now finally indulging in his worst temptation and showing her what lust is... please i'll burn in hellll

a/n: first of all let me say: this killed me. like, it’s literally all i can think about. god help me. but thank you so fucking much for requesting this bc i liked it sooo much that i decided to make a mini series out of it with the help of my babe @stxdyblr-2k who was sweet enough to offer to ghostwrite on the series 🥰 and to all my other angels who requested fics, don’t worry i will get them done! just wanna give you guys the best quality work i can. my 1st priority are some tommy requests i got, as well as some michael ones after :)

love, abi xxx

whiskey business - john shelby x reader (1 of ?)

warnings: nsfw! eventual smut, slow burn, john being sexy as all hell but also soft

John couldn’t tear his eyes off of you. From the moment you walked into the Garrison, arm loosely linked with Ada’s, clad in a black lace dress that hugged you just right, he couldn’t stop staring. Even Tommy and Arthur had noticed, cracking some joke about him being pussy whipped. The words floated right over his head, his mind on one thing only. The last time he had seen you, you were barely eighteen, cheeks pink as you waved goodbye out the train window to Ada as she sobbed. Ada had always had a flair for the dramatic, but the two of you had practically been attached at the hip your entire lives. So, he consoled her, reminding her that university wasn’t forever, that you would be back soon enough. And back, you were, red-stained lips sipping at a glass of something that Ada had practically shoved in your face. You weren’t a girl anymore, black heels crossed at the ankle as you sat across the room in a booth, laughing as Ada waved her arms, telling some sort of story.

“Just fuckin’ talk to ‘er, John-boy,” Arthur’s voice cut through John’s train of thought like a sharp knife, and he focused his eyes on his two brothers sitting at the booth across from him, clouds of smoke from Tommy’s incessant smoking heavy in the air around them.

“Fuck off,” John returned as he stood, earning a chuckle from Tommy.

“That’s right,” Arthur shouted as John made his way towards the bar, rolling his eyes at his older brothers. “Make sure you show her a real good time, eh?” Arthur’s voice was soon drowned out by the crowd around John, as they parted to let him walk through. He didn’t even see them, his eyes trained on your smile. Fuck, you were pretty.

***

“So, then I fucking kicked him in the balls.” Ada’s eyes sparkled triumphantly as she recalled the time she’d incited a riot, managing to cause great injury to a certain part of a policeman’s body. She did so casually, like it was no big deal. You couldn’t control your laughter as Ada grinned, pleased that she’d been able to make you laugh. “Fuckin’ missed you, Y/N,” she professed, shooting the rest of her gin and gesturing at the bartender to “leave the fuckin’ bottle, already.”

“Missed you too,” you smiled back at her, happy to be back in Birmingham in the company of an old friend. London was beautiful, but lonely. There was something inside you that missed the dirty streets, the crowded pubs bursting with familiar faces.

“Had to come over here myself to make sure it was you,” A deep voice interrupted your reverie and you looked up to see none other than Ada’s older brother John, looking even handsomer than the last time you’d seen him, in a grey-three piece suit, a cigar hanging from his lips. You’d had the hugest crush on him growing up, and the butterflies swimming around in your stomach seemed to confirm that you still found the tallest Shelby brother irresistible.

“Hi, John,” You offered him a shy smile and scooched over as he slid into the booth next to you, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to your cheek. You couldn’t help but drink in the smell of his cologne, the various drinks that Ada had encouraged you to down making you press yourself closer to him.

“M’kay, if you’re going to fuck, at least wait until I’m gone.” Ada’s voice snapped you out of it and you looked away, a pink blush staining your cheeks.

“Says the one who managed to fuck three of my best mates before you left school,” John retorted, causing Ada to roll her eyes, shooting her whiskey and pouring the three of you another glass each.

“I feel like getting drunk, and I’m not doing it alone,” Ada announced, causing both you and John to crack a smile at her forcefulness.

“Good thing we took a cab here,” you returned, before shooting your whiskey. If you were going to have to stare at John all night, you thought, you might as well be drunk doing it. Wasn’t like he was going to be staring back.

***

Ada was shitfaced, dancing in the middle of the pub. Luckily, Isaiah had stepped in as her partner, making sure her stumbling didn’t cause her to trip and fall. Unluckily for you, this left a tipsy you and John alone tucked into a booth in the corner of the room, out of view. The conversation was friendly, and you were trying your best to keep your mind off the way you could see John’s forearms practically bulging out of his suit. It wasn’t fair, you thought to yourself, for him to walk around looking like that. Especially when you knew that he was probably fucking the latest movie star, or something. It was almost impossible for you to keep your head straight, yet you managed to keep it civil. However, you couldn’t help your gaze from drifting to his lips. God, they were so pink and looked so soft, it was unfair. You couldn’t stop yourself from imagining how they’d feel on your mouth, let alone other parts of your body. Jesus, you were fucked.

A third of a bottle of whiskey later, you couldn’t help but let yourself slide closer to him, heart beating fast in your chest as you sat tucked into his side, his arm around you as you laughed at a joke he’d made, something about the stick up Tommy’s ass. Your eyes shone as they met his blue ones, his arm sliding down until his fingers were brushing against your waist, radiating heat into your skin.

“Y’know, I’d tell you how fuckin’ pretty you look tonight, but I think you already know that,” John rumbled into your ear, lips just barely brushing against your neck. Your breath hitched, and he noticed, a small grin spreading across his lips.

“You’re something else, you know that?” You shot back, a small smile threatening to take over your lips.

“M’not just sayin’ that. Couldn’t take my eyes off ‘ya, since you walked in.” John wasn’t kidding. For a second you didn’t know how to reply, staring up at him with a slight look of disbelief. The whiskey, however, had other plans, and had decided to respond for you.

“Can't keep your hands off me now." You smirked, waiting for him to escalate the moment, anticipation and liquor silencing the blaring alarm in your mind. God, you shouldn't want him as badly as you do.

"Can you blame me?" He muttered, dragging his fingers across the lace of your dress, tracing the pattern's loops absentmindedly, watching your jaw tense and lips part to take a gasping breath, your jacket having long vanished into the chaos of the pub. Your arms wound themselves around his neck, fingers twisting into his short hair. "Fucking come 'ere lass."

His strong arms lifted you onto his knee, gripping a thigh to help you balance, the friction of his rough hand against the stiff fabric pushing your dress up slightly. The need for more and the desire to know him completely intoxicated you far more than anything from a bottle; you'd never felt as though you were on fire from your drunk hookups. His fingers found the zip of your dress, tugging it down desperately, gripping the flesh of your exposed shoulder blades. A small groan erupted from your lips as you felt him chuckle below you, pressing a thumb to your lips to quieten you.

"John," you whined, pouting playfully against his thumb.

"I'll sort you out, I swear," He muttered, slipping his thumb between your lips. Instinctively, you sucked, locking eyes with him, his hand straying from your back to roughly grab your jaw, holding your gaze. "But if you're going to scream your 'ead off, we'll get caught."

"You wish you could make me scream, John-lad."

"Come off it, I could ruin you, Y/N." He stated, lifting your jaw, as though memorising the construction of your face, tone brimming with a cocky confidence only John could make attractive. "You want that?"

"More than anything." The words tumbled out of your mouth thoughtlessly, watching how his jaw tightened in response as you attempted to read his expression. He studied you for what must've only been a few seconds, but the moment passed so slowly, you could barely remember what it felt like to not be examined by his dominating blue eyed stare.

His grip guided your face to his, fingers tilting your chin so John's lips could brush against yours, before pulling you into a heated almost aggressive kiss, the straps of your dress barely grazing your shoulders, the hem of your dress bunching around your waist as he reached down your back to grab your bum in a firm squeeze. Your mouth gaped open in a gasp of pleasure, John taking the moment to run his tongue against your lips, gaining access and deepening the kiss. You were so caught up in the thrill of John's seduction that you hadn't noticed his hand suddenly pull away after moving your skimpy underwear to one side. You had instinctively ground your hips against him, he'd broken the kiss to let out a string of curses, complimenting you through his quickening breaths (“Fuckin’ wet for me already, aye?”), gripping your thigh. But as soon as he had pulled the thin silk from your thighs, the atmosphere shifted, his lip curling in frustration as his hands left your skin as though your flesh was suddenly scalding.

"John?" You prompted, resting a hand on his shoulder, noticing the dark shadows under his eyes for the first time.

"It's getting late."

"What?" Your voice sounded high and whiny, you mentally scolded yourself for sounding so needy. It was embarrassing to be rejected by the man you've admired for many years, but even worse to be openly vulnerable and so pathetic in front of your best friend's brother.

Ada.

Oh fuck.

Realisation hit you, it was either that or the unholy quantity of alcohol you'd downed which turned your stomach. You had gone too far this time. It was one thing to flirt with John and desire him from a distance, it was an absolute betrayal to have sex with him, knowing Ada's insecurity about being used to get close to her gangster brothers- sex, power and politics. You had sworn during those tearful walks around the canal that you'd never hurt her. You couldn't do that to her.

Your sudden panic must've been obvious, you tried to stand up from John's lap, stumbling slightly, only regaining balance due to a sudden arm across your back, anchoring you upright.

"No one has to know. It's our secret yeah?" He muttered into your ear, his words comforting.

You nodded silently, the reality of the situation settling in. Your hands are shaking by your sides, John catches them, locking his fingers with yours.

"It's fine, now. Nothing happened yeah?" He stood up in front of you, his muscular physique looming before you, the creases across his torso reminding you that just a few minutes ago his body was under yours, he was breathless, needing your skin against his, desperate and vulnerable. "I'll zip you up. Turn around."

His hands dropped from yours to fumble clumsily with your zip, struggling in the gloom and fog of intoxication, he eventually succeeded, the lace clinging to the curve of your hips, waist, back and chest again. You wished it was him instead that was skimming your figure but you pushed the thought away with a simple, "Thanks."

"I'll walk you home yeah?" He offered, as he straightens your skirt and his tie, allowing you to fix his crumpled shirt collar and the row of shining buttons below his throat which you'd ripped open as he whispered dirty nonsense in your ear, smirking at how you arched your back and swore back at him through your moans.

"Isaiah already said he would, it'd be better for us both that way. You know how people around here talk." You replied, glancing at the mirror on the wall of the booth to quickly smooth your tousled hair. Despite only recently returning to Small Heath, you'd already encountered the rife gossiping and quickly realised your neighbour was incapable of minding his own business. "Nobody has to know, right?"

John nodded, disappointed but appreciating your rationale and quick thinking despite your state, "Right."

"Good night, John," You said politely, ignoring the tension in his tone and the sudden soft sadness of his eyes, turning your back and walking to the door. Back to the sticky dance floor, back to Ada, Isaiah, Finn, Tokyo, back to spilling drinks, ashing cigarettes, back to noise, safety and far from the man who made your morals vanish with the same lines he uses on probably every single one of his conquests. Fuck it. You were going to enjoy it, you sped up your pace in your heels, trying to ignore your shaking legs. You tried to ignore the guilty twang in your gut when Ada screamed your name across the pub and stumbled over, dragging some lad on her arm, pressing drunken kisses to your forehead and cheeks.

You couldn't help but look back to see his shadow sloping away into the darkness of the booths closer to the dance floor, being bullied mercilessly by his brothers you assumed. You watched him fake a smirk, take the knuckles to his brow from Arthur, snap an insult back to Thomas and settle into his rightful seat. You only shifted your gaze to Ada for a moment but when you looked back up, he was staring at you, jaw tense, icy stare burning into yours, arms folded on the table, the gold chains of his sleeve garters barely glinting in the dim light. He looked away but you could see his cheeks were flushed with blood even in the glow of the oil lamps.

Pretending nothing happened was going to be impossible.

***

to be continued!