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A grieving mother is a DANGEROUS thing. She will risk everything to BRING her child back into her arms. Crafted by Rue. This blog still under some construction. This blog is SELECTIVE, INDEPENDENT, and WILL have some NSFW themes.

[shoujo-seinen-josei]

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?

[dethchet]

vlciasvorka‌:

    Wren was trembling , not out of fear but out of excitement. The way Alex made him feel was something that was new , sure , it was foreign but damn did it feel good. He wanted more , he wanted to feel Alex until there was nothing left for him to feel. He wanted to give everything he had to Alex , every last fucking drop. Wren’s own mental thoughts scared him , where did that come from? Was it Alex’s doing? Was it because he wanted him?

Is this lust in its purest form? He would have to say it was. His mind was entangled , fuzzy from the mere scent of the other. Ears are dusted in pink as he hears Alex explain what his arousal smelt like , not once had he ever thought that Alex would be able to smell that. He’d been a fool. “S -- shut up ,” He says in broken gasps , chest heavy.

His body tingled , hot under his clothes , yet there was cold sweat running down the back of his neck. The bites and nibbles had Wren’s knees weak , having to lean on the counter for support. He wasn’t sure if he could even see straight anymore especially when the other’s tongue had made such a long lap in all the right places. 

Lean fingers come out to rake through Alex’s blonde locks , tightening and yanking his head back. “ -- if ,” Breathless words , “If you touch me -- then how I am going to refuse you the same?” There was Alex’s okay to take him , there was his consent. “I ,” Nearly too shy to say the next words but he pushes them through panted breaths , “ -- want you, Alex.”

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vlciasvorka‌:

Alex could feel the other’s laugh or rather smirk bubbling up in his throat. It didn’t bother him as Wren had become adaptive to his little movement’s and thing’s over the while. Still there was this moment when Wren lifted his shirt that Alex stopped breathing. What he wouldn’t give to kiss down that expanse and-No. He stopped that train of thought super quickly as he looked away. 

“Seriem na mňa” (Fuck me.) Was mumbled under his breath as he got up placing his computer down on the coffee table and walking over to the bag’s. anything to help the other out and get his mind off of what he wanted to do to Wren. 

“Yes I am thank you fucking very much. What did you buy? I kinda want chicken tonight.” He had been eating more, little by little filling himself out now. His shirt’s didn’t look like tent’s against him and even now he was wearing one of his old black shirt’s that just had a little cartoon alien on it. He was filling it out, though it wasn’t by much but it was something he felt a victory too. Wren was helping him do this and he couldn’t have been more thankful. 

“I should head home though tonight, I have to edit some audio for the pod update tomorrow.” He hated not spending time with Wren but he knew he probably shouldn’t spend the night tonight at least. For now. 

     Wren was completely oblivious to what he was doing to Alex -- completely, painfully and utterly oblivious. He was unaware that the other was wanting him in that way , nearly unaware of his own feelings for the other. Perhaps , it was fear of rejection that caused Wren to turn a blind eye to things -- the last thing that he wanted was to lose Alex. No, that couldn’t happen , not now -- not after having become to close to the other.

“Are you complaining again?” he teases , hearing the mumbled words but not catching what the other had said. He was learning bits and pieces but nothing too substantial.

“I can do chicken -- I was kind of hoping that’s what you would pick.” Wren was glad that Alex was filling out and putting on some weight , he was still worried but not as much anymore. Alex was actually picking meals and clearing his plate , that’s all Wren could ask for. He was happy that Alex was responding to his food so well, it made his heart happy.

The mention of the other heading home caused Wren to frown. “Heading home? Why?” He asks , obviously disappointed. “We can edit it together.” He walks over to his bedroom, grabs his sleeping pants and heads back out into the main area. “I’m changing --” It was a simple gesture , pants thrown to the side and sleepwear on. He didn’t mind changing in front of Alex but he was unaware what it was doing to the other. “Are you sure you have to go?”

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lustbitten‌:

it went without even saying that he was excited to see her  ,  that smile on his face didn’t just come for nothing !  jolie’d only seen it when he was with her  ,  hardly with another   -   but it was something she wished to share with the world .  he looked so beautiful when he smiled .  her heart all but skips when he says her name and just as he motions to accept her  ,  she hurries over .  

when close  ,  her arms wrap firmly ‘round him and her body is pressed flush to his .  she hugs him tight as she can with an excited little squeak erupting from her vocal cords .  she was just as happy to see him as he was her  ,  god  ,  even though she’d been the one to come see him   -   it was surprising too !  it’d been so long since they were last even standing in the same room  ,  much less embracing each other .  she didn’t want to let go !

“i missed you so much,”  face is pressed into his chest  ,  hiding the smile that seemed almost permanent ‘pon glossed lips .  she nuzzles her cheek against him  ,  taking in his warmth and scent .  oh  ,  she missed that  ,  she missed him .  everything about him .  “i hope you liked your surprise~”

    Wren finds it amusing how even though they’ve been apart for quite sometime now , her touch was still very familiar. Her warmth , the smell of her hair and the way her body just seemed to perfectly fit into his -- all so very familiar and twice as comforting. It was something he had lied to himself about missing -- all it did was curve the loneliness but this? It brought it all crashing back , he had been lonely without her. 

“I’ve missed you, too -- I know that we talk everyday but seeing you in person is very different.” He leans down so that his chin could rest on the top of her head. “Though , I am very surprised that you came into this place -- didn’t take it for something of your style.” He teases. “Did you want my jacket? It’s pretty chilly.” Of course it was , it was a morgue. 

“Of course I liked my surprised -- what’s better than you?”

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vlciasvorka‌:

Alex was in the zone, finger’s going across the keyboard at lightening speed as he was trying to get everything done by the time Wren came home. Home to him. It made his heart do some flip’s and he felt light inside, it felt good again at knowing that the other was coming home to him. Instead when Basil ran off some where else, Alex was sure the other was home, though he was more interested in what was in front of him. 

“Yeah-” It was a response that just came from his mouth, it wasn’t really admittance to anything in particular, not until the other passed him and Alex’s eye’s traveled, no followed Wren, he had been feeling this lately. This thing that when Wren was in the room, Alex was drawn to him in a way he wasn’t sure his whole life mattered until Wren was in it. “Čo?” (What?) His voice faltered at the end and maybe just maybe he got a blush on his cheeks as he made sure it wasn’t obvious as to his eyes trailing up and down Wren’s body. 

    Wren rolls his eyes at the yeah he was given -- he knew that it wasn’t directed at anything in particular , mostly just something to let him know that Alex was acknowledging his presence. As long as he was acknowledged then he was fine -- nothing that he was going to get upset over. Wren was a pretty relaxed person unless pushed. “Are you even listening?” He chuckles, turning around to sit the bags at the edge of the room -- he would unpack in a moment.

He feels eyes on him , he smirks. Alex might not have been listening but now he was definitely watching him , he wondered when he had first noticed Alex’s eyes following him? A week ago? Two? He wasn’t sure but he found it endearing. Wren turns to face the other , lifting his sweater but with doing that -- he exposes his stomach before his shirt falls. “I said -- are you even listening?”

[sphinxmemesmusings]

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

[puzzlesclved-a-deactivated20191]

sphinxmemesmusings‌:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

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batoushoujo

shrapnelsong

lpseitys

insoucicnce

ethaeria

controversiials

puzzlesclved

                     Reminder to myself which starters I have left.

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justastraightupmess‌:

‘ Just because I’m short doesn’t mean I need a bed time.’ He grumbled back. ‘ I’m already an adult y’know.’ Legally anyway. And that was good enough for Emiki. ‘ Mm, yeah. It’s… too much. Too many people, hard to block out.’ He replied, keeping his explanation pretty lacking but whatever. The point probably got across. Emiki hesitated for a moment, but– ultimately turned and began to follow the other up to his apartment at the invitation to do so.

    “Coulda fooled me.” Wren mumbles to himself -- with that attitude? Emiki definitely needed a bedtime. “Being an adult doesn’t mean being a certain age , you know? You still have a lot to learn about the world.” Look at Wren giving somewhat cool sounding advice? The joke is -- he didn’t even have his life together but Emiki didn’t have to know that. “Must be difficult ,” Really , he could understand , the spirit world was often just as troublesome. Glancing back he was happy to see the other was following him -- “You’re hungry , yeah?” He begins unlocking his door , already hearing Basil take her spot at the opening. “Basil is at the door so sudden movements.” He says , opening the door and greeting the wolf dog. “Go.” He says firmly, and she retreats further into the house. “Come on in,” 

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vlciasvorka replied to your post:     Wren opens his front door and he notices that...

They are my life

sobs mine too 

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@vlciasvorka -- CONTINUED FROM HERE !!

    Wren knew that Alex would be home soon and so that was his go ahead to begin dinner. He thought that the other would be as hungry as he was -- plus , they were working on podcast stuff tonight so why not have a good dinner too? He ties his hair up , pulls his sleeve up and sends Basil out of the kitchen ( if not , she liked to get on the counter & steal food ). In all honesty , he was cooking so that Alex could eat -- the other didn’t eat enough.

  He decided on making burgers -- getting the meat ready , it was in the pan. He was playing some light music , singing to himself and also going over some stuff he had put together for Alex to see ( podcast stuff , you know? ). Wren hadn’t been this excited about something other than death in a long time -- it was quite the step up.

  Though , nearly done with the burgers , he hears the front door open. “Yeah, I’m in here.” He is chopping veggies just incase the other wanted them as toppings. “Did you want --” But , his words were caught in his throat as the warmth of the other is pushed into in his back. “A--alex?” The other’s hands were on his body with lightning speed , searching for skin and finding it very quickly. “A -- alex . . .” Wren was nearly breathless.

  What was going on? He wasn’t sure but he wasn’t stopping it. Alex’s heat was contagious , it left Wren’s skin tingling , burning for more of whatever Alex was going to give. His head was spinning , everything was moving so quickly -- at the grinding , Wren was weak against the kitchen counter. What had gotten into the other? Did Alex know this was him?

  The rough , growliness of the other’s voice sent shivers down his spine -- something about it caused him to turn , wanting to face the other so that mismatched eyes could see what was in front of him. It was Alex , there was no doubting it. “T -- touch you?” He asks , eyes scanning the other’s face. “. . . can i?” He wanted to.

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    Wren opens his front door and he notices that Basil wasn’t sitting there to greet him -- that only meant one thing , Alex was here. A smile is on his lips when he comes to that realization -- liking the fact that he had someone to come home too. “Hey , I’m home! Are you hungry? I picked up some groceries on the way home.” He rounds the corner to hold up the bags he was carrying. “Were you feeling chicken or beef?” @vlciasvorka

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nvrcmplt replied to your post: Star... opens his mouth... closes his mouth....

star: ha ha ha

wren: ha ha very funny

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justastraightupmess‌:

Emiki raised a brow, then rolled his eyes. ‘ “This hour” ?? What– like I have a bed time ?’ He muttered, half to himself. ‘ I got tired. And I was nearby.’ He answered with a shrug. ‘ Too many people. It was draining.’ Feeling so many emotions all at once did that to him, especially intense one. As much as he tried to block it out, when he was around large crowds it was pretty hard. ‘ If it’s a problem I’ll just go home.’ He said, standing and making to leave. 

     “You should have a bedtime -- you’re a squirt.” Wren says, swinging his bags at his side with a rather mischievous grin. “Draining? It’s different for you, yeah? Crowds , I mean.” He didn’t have the same issue as Emiki but he could relate to something being exhausting. “No, it isn’t a problem -- I just wasn’t expecting you is all. I have enough food so you should stay for dinner.” Wren passes the other up, nodding him to follow and heads up towards his apartment.

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Star... opens his mouth... closes his mouth. Blinks, then points. "You sleep with your mouth open; I think I saw a spider crawl in last night."

    Wren is quick to swat the other away -- turning his face which was now covered with a stubborn blush. “I do not sleep with my mouth open. Also, there is a slim to none chance that a spider would find my mouth to be somewhere comfortable to crawl into.” he pauses , mismatched eyes coming to lay on the other. “Right?” What if...?

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"so... do I get a good night kiss ~ ?? " quinn back at it again being trash

random sentence starters !! @snw-cnvs

     Wren stops what he’s doing to turn towards the other -- sighing with obvious annoyance. “I’m only letting you stay the night because I’m sure you have a stalker -- this is for safety yet here you are playing games.” He points his toothbrush in the other’s direction. “Any funny business and you’re sleeping on the couch.”

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“ you know , you’re really cute. “ ( rangiku )

random sentence starters !! @insoucicnce

    Wren wasn’t one that was good with compliments -- so , hearing the other caused his cheeks to be dusted in cherry pink. “. . . i am not cute.” He mumbles, head tilting forward and hair falling into his face. “It was just an accident -- “ He says, wiping the cream from his coffee from the tip of his nose. “I’m not like -- handsome, I’d say.”

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“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “ ( itachi )

random sentence starters !! @insoucicnce

    Wren is quiet for a moment. “ -- happy third birthday?” The dark headed man leans over to glance at the card the other is holding . . . it doesn’t take long before there’s a laugh bubbling up from his chest. “I am so sorry!” He says, holding his stomach and taking the card from the other. “It was just suppose to say Happy Birthday! I didn’t even realize that it had an age --” He was so embarrassed yet amused that his cheeks were the color of a tomato. “I cannot believe I did that -- “ Lack of sleep really did things to a person.

              “Let me make it up to you!”