#polycule in the making

[polyamorousmood]

The romantic tension between me and everyone who boops/gets booped by me...

[traumfressers-den]

Ok, so I indulged a little and wrote a kiss prompt for myself and a friend because I absolutely adore the surprisingly great chemistry between Qirilissk and Adrasta and because @faewrenbird's girl deserves some love as well 💞

Kiss prompt #18 "as encouragement" from this post -> Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss!

Qirilissk's eyes flicker towards Adrasta's.

“What's wrong?”, he asks without pausing his work on her make-up.

Adrasta sighs but tries her best to stay still and not move too much. “Nervous”, is all she says, but Qirilissk knows its far more than just that.

Adrasta isn't just nervous about her date with Yvssek – she's terrified of breaking the fragile, shaky connection the two of them cultivated and build over the many excruciatingly long years they've known each other.

Knows that she's afraid of breaking its trust or pushing things too far too fast; forcing it to recoil and become defensive. Making Yvssek retreat and close up; refusing any more attempts of Adrasta to get closer. To help.

Qirilissk huffs and shakes his head. He doesn't know what she sees in Yvssek. It is stubborn and arrogant beyond words; its ego taller than the biggest skyscraper and its manners are literally non-existent.

… it does look good, though, Qirilissk has to admit. And if it wasn't for Yvssek's sour personality, he might even be interested himself. But as it is, Qirilissk is more than happy to pass this one and let Adrasta have it all for herself.

He hums. “Whatever would you be nervous about?”, he asks and makes a show of looking her up and down. “You are gorgeous. Pretty face, sweet little smile, bright eyes. The best hair in the entire damn city. A body to literally die for – with all the right curves in all the right places. Perfect proportions. Smart and kind and able to stand your ground, if need be. Snarky, at times. Who would say no to you?”

Qirilissk sees a faint blush appearing on her cheeks and a smile tugging on her dark lips, but her eyes turn doubtful. “It did take Yvssek years to agree to a date”, she reminds him and Qirilissk rolls his eyes.

“Yes”, he says. “Because it's an idiot.”

Adrasta snorts at that; letting out one of those lovely little snickering laughs of hers. “It is not”, she disagrees and looks like she wants to go on and start another one of her lovesick speeches about how cool and smart and handsome Yvssek is, but Qirilissk cuts her short. He doesn't have the patience for that right now.

“It very much is or the two of you would already be married and have a horde of ugly, filthy little children screaming and running after you”, he says and makes her laugh again. Which earns him a slap to the shoulder.

“Don't be ridiculous”, Adrasta chides playfully. “I can't marry Yvssek. What about you?”

“I can be the secret love affair you meet on dark, rainy nights in disgusting little motels out of town when Yvssek is having another broody episode”, he easily plays along. He smirks when he gets a sudden idea. “Or the secret lover of the both of you. Wouldn't that be fun?~”

Adrasta looks like she's about to laugh again, but instead grows silent and thoughtful. Tilts her head to the side and furrows her brows. “ … I don't think Yvssek is ready for something like that.”

Qirilissk sighs dramatically. “Yeah. Like I said. It's an idiot.”

Now that, however does make Adrasta snort again, and paints a little smile onto Qirilissk's face as well.

He finishes her make-up, gives her hair a few last touches and then stands back to examine his work. Gives a nod because its flawless. As always.

He steps back and claps his hands together. “There. All done. Now even someone as stupid and blind as Yvssek won't be able to resist you tonight.”

The blush returns to Adrasta's cheeks and she turns to get a look at herself in the mirror. There is a little gasp and before Qirilissk knows it, he's pulled into a warm, grateful hug.

“Thank you so much for helping me out!”, Adrasta says close to his ear and his smile grows. He returns the hug and pulls her close; holding her flush and safe against his chest.

“Always, angel” he says and presses a soft kiss to the top of her head. “And now go get that stubborn prick!”

Adrasta laughs again and Qirilissk is once again reminded just why he loves this woman so damn much.

[lazylittledragon]

they just got to have a sleepover and nothing bad ever happened at all

[aardvaark]

everyone was wondering if leverage: redemption would make the ot3 explicitly canon, but i don't think anyone could have predicted that "sophie was in a sextagon in the 80s that apparently also involved david bowie" would be added to the leverage canon in this episode.

[malusvalley]

double dates and Quokki pets

[xensilverquill]

love that neither time nor enemy could erase from the world ♡

(free pattern on Ravelry!)

based on a 2500+ year old libation vessel!

[bastart13]

Hazbin Hotel is a mess, pacing-wise, but I missed a good animated musical with just the Worst People so here are some of my Worsties :D

[trektown]

Star Wars fans are so homophobic meanwhile Star Trek fans are finding new and interesting ways for these characters to fuck nasty

[platoapproved]

iwtv ships + book quotes

[sleepiestoken]

take a bite

[sillysiluriforme]

Do you think they’ve explored each other’s bodies

[sinistersinita]

Soooo I applied for an event but didn't get the table. Might as well post my promotional cutout I drew for submission here lmao

[void-bitten-ghost]

Lucanis almost literally pulling his hair out over some paperwork so Rook just pulls up a chair near him with a book and sits, waiting, seeing if he would like the offered socialisation. He doesn't stir from his whirlwind of stress. And Rook knows it's important work they cant help with, not really, so they just stay near and start to silently read, ready for when Lucanis needs them.

Its not long before they can feel the barely there disturbance of something flitting about near their shoulders, the air feeling strange and familliar by one ear, and then the other. So they quietly start reading aloud, barely above the scratches of ink and quick mutterings of Antivan in the other corner.

Soon, the mutterings slow. The shoulders drop from his ears. Scratching becomes slow, smooth cursive and, eventually, both the paperwork and the book are finished, as is the fire in the hearth.

Rook closes the book, satisfied with its conclusion, and almost startles at a sudden Lucanis being behind them.

"Any joy?" They say, already knowing the answer.

"With you around?" He leans over the arm of the chair. "Always."

He kisses their hair, their head, their cheek.

"Thank you, amor."

They turn in the chair towards him. There's that faint hum of purple. "Feeling better?"

And there's that telling pause. "He says thank you too. And that he enjoyed the part with the giant eagles."

Rook breathes out a laugh, letting out a thoughtful "good to know" before leaning up for a soft, comfortable kiss, something with dark feathers and tingles around the edges.

[sleepyminty]

Everyone say thank you arknights for pushing farcille ship beyond the dome where kristen pierce through

[horsegirlrehab]

guys i think theres somethign wrong with my brain

monochrome and wips beneath readmore for funsies

[fawnnbinary]

He just can't compete