hunters for hire

one with a plan and another just going with the flow.

[elitehuntsman]

mimicxry:

Oona isn’t too surprised by his response, Hopkins tended to be witty. She smiles at him slowly, “Little bit of both.” Hopping down from her perch, she walks until she’s toe to toe with him. Somehow, she’s even shorter than Kizzy. The Marigas sometimes resembled nesting dolls. 

“She tell you to lay low, huh?” She’s leaning in like it’s a big secret, head tilted up so she can see him. Kizzy is obviously perturbed across the shoppe, now angrily stacking books.

Matt grins, but he keeps sweeping across the books without looking up to greet her properly. He knew Kizzy was trying her best to hide him, but he came here on purpose even though he denied it. Matt was curious after all, did all of her family have the same intelligence and beauty? Most likely.

Glancing over to her finally, he shrugged before looking back to the books. If she started the conversation, he couldn’t get in trouble right? “Well, it’s a bit complicated isn’t it? Kind of... taboo for both worlds.” He meant to be light about it, but there was a slight edge to his confession. “Anyway, yes. Yes she did.”

[elitehuntsman]

lacharani:

    Her heart feels like it’s going to explode, watching him act like this. She knows tomorrow might be a horrible day, but she doesn’t want to think about it. Today was a good day, and she wanted to live in today. She’d begun to lose hope that there would be any good days at all. Smiling almost shyly, she feels her cheeks flush a soft pink. It’s been awhile since he turned that charm on to her. “Thinking,” she murmurs, then looks up at him through her lashes. That sweet look she always gives him when he’s made her happy. “About you.”

About him and the kids, how they used to play in the backyard. She would watch from here sometimes, as he provided her with alone time to get work done for the Council. The kids loved chasing their papi around the yard, tackling him all together while Ari hit him in the head with her sippy cup. Her nose crinkles in amusement at the memory, curling her feet tighter under her bottom.

“Me?” He smiled and leaned forward toward her. He had an overwhelming need to have his hands on her, just to hold her in his arms and never let go. But he knows he’s not whole, so he stays where he is for now, happy to even be able to share these light days with her. “What a coincidence, me too.” He laughed.

Matt can’t wait to be himself again, to have all of his memories back so he can look at his kids without feeling inadequate or idiotic. So he can cherish Kizzy the way she remembers. He hopes it’ll happen soon, like a light switch that can just flip on to shine on everything he's​ still missing. “ Don’t worry, someday I’ll be the man you love again, I promise.” he says it loaded with determination before leaning back in his chair.

[elitehuntsman]

lacharani:

    Kizzy was ashamed of a lot of things. Mostly, that shame was learned. She was ashamed of being a witch. She was ashamed of being a dragon. She was ashamed of being in love. What fucking kills her is that Matt can erase every ounce of that shame with a few laps of his skilled tongue. Her back is arching clear off the bed like he has his tongue buried inside of her rather than tracing the pretty picture her scales made.

     "  F-          ah-       fuck!“

    She was good at hiding things, all sorts of things. From him and from Lissie, from her family and from the Council. She had a little something called control. But not tonight, no he made that fly out the window. When his fingers first brushed them, she hadn’t even noticed her scales yet. And then there’d been that brief moment of insecurity; he’d find her disgusting, recoil, laugh. The last thing she was expecting was for him to get off on it. Just knowing that he did had her skin overheating but the knowledge of that and what he was doing to her? Scales broke out in patterns across her neck and spiraled up her cheek. They twisted and turned in circles on her breasts, appearing and then fading slow so that he could watch them flicker. And it was entirely her dragon’s doing. Her words are hot against his mouth, her own open to steal his breath.

        "You’ve never had me this worked up before.”

Matt captures her lips in a lingering kiss before moving to tease her more. He’s disappointed he never brought her to this level of pleasure before, but now that he knows it exists he wants to carry her there every time.

“Never got you this worked up before?” He teases in-between licks to her glowing scales, "Are you sure? What about that one time on your desk?" He loved her scales, they didn’t burn his tongue in the way a hot pan might burn his hand, it was more like the sensation of the warm sun shining against his bare skin. Similar to a sweet, fresh slice of razzleberry pie. It was absolutely delicious.

Matt’s tongue continued tracing her scales up to her thighs and he hovered there for a moment, admiring the picture of beauty before him. A mischievous smirk played across his lips, “Well, I’ll need to learn how to get you on edge more often.” With his last word he buried his face between her legs.

[elitehuntsman]

lacharani:

    Arrogance dripped from this one. It made Kizzy want to vomit. She rolls her eyes, shoving a few bags back into one of his hands. “You’re the Hopkins. I’m sure you were bred to kill innocent witches while sipping the proper wine for the occassion.” She had a right to be snippy, the fucker tried to kill her for absolutely no reason. And now he was following her with the scent of confusion and arousal, as if she would even think to open up to him.

He didn't interest her whatsoever. What interested her was who sent him after her, and if they were going to send more idiots like him. He really should learn to do his own thorough research. And what fights to pick. The only thing keeping her from disappearing on him around the next corner is she wants to make sure he was only after her, and that those under her care are safe.

Matt had played hard to get before, but this had to take the cake. She was making it very difficult and now he almost doesn’t even want to go home with her. Did he really need those answers? He should probably find out if someone is trying to rid the world of his family. He bit the bullet and laughed, “Okay, I’ll pick the best wine they’ve got.”

Matt walked next to her, feeling like her underlying rage or annoyance could set him on fire. Trying to explain everything to her now would be pointless, and he didn’t feel like walking down the street and discussing private matters was safe. He opened the door to the grocery store for her and bowed, “After you, milady.”

[elitehuntsman]

timelessmistake:

The little girl in her chest is jumping for joy. Her father was just feet from her, behind her, like she always wanted him to be. The woman standing before him though, she had to maintain her calm. To pretend like the last thing she wants to do is hold onto him until the world falls away around them.

Staring at her feet for a moment, she lets him hang onto the silence. “Are you?” she asks in a level voice, as if that isn’t the only compliment that ever mattered to her. “That’s cute.” Smirk back in place, she looks over her shoulder at him and gestures with her chin. “Come on, I’m starving. There’s a deli on the corner.”

If someone were to tell him he was going to meet a teenage girl, one that looked too much like Kizzy, in a bar and want to get to know her, he would tell them they’re insane. Lay off the drink, keep your prophecies to yourself, et cetera. His questions keep swirling in his mind as he nods to catch up with her, “I am, your moves have a flair that reminds me of someone I know.”

Noah glances at the girl as they walk, noting similarities between her and Kizzy. Maybe it’s been too long since he’s seen Kizzy and everyone is starting to look the same. He figures it’s still worth getting to know the girl, so he smiles, “Yeah? Well it’s on me.”

[elitehuntsman]

neworldhunters:

   "And I’m disappointed that you’re a Hopkins.       Only reason you’re still breathing.“

“Oh! And if I weren’t then what, you think you could kill me?     I find that hilarious, thanks for the comedy mate! Good way to start the day.”

[elitehuntsman]

lostxtsea:

Clara pauses in tidying up to shoot him a look.

She wouldn’t respond to his excuses, he should know better. Still, she didn’t want to drive him away from Kizzy. The two witches were inextricably linked, and he couldn’t have one without the other. Where Kizzy went, Clara went, and if Clara’s relationship with Matt ended badly… Well, she wasn’t about to make Kizzy chose. Looking back down at her soapy hands, she takes a deep breath.

“You left us because you’re selfish, Matt. I’m not going to argue about it.” Rinsing her hands in the luke warm water from the faucet, her words come together slowly. “Kizzy needed you, there were these… Well, she’ll fill you in. I’m guessing you haven’t seen her yet. Small fish first, right?” She turns the tap off, finally looking at him again. 

There’s no convincing her, it was both annoying and helpful. Clara was good at calling people on their bullshit, so Matt kept his mouth shut and stared at her as she spoke. The more she said, the more irritated he became. Sometimes it’s hard for Matt to mask his feelings, other times he’s an open book and the rage is slowly spilling out.

“I haven’t— but I didn’t come seeking you out first.” he says it a bit more forceful than he means to. Clara is important to him too and this shit was definitely not her fault, but calling him selfish irked him. “Clara, what happened while I was gone?” Was it something he could have stopped and was it his fault?

[elitehuntsman]

lacharani:

Kizzy laughs as he kisses her belly, hands immediately burying in his curls. Of course he’d be happy, why would she be nervous? Well, there was the fact that less than an hour ago she was begging him to stay the night. But Matt loved his family, dearly, and she shouldn’t forget that.

“What will your mom have to say about that?” she asks with a raised eyebrow.

Sometimes she feels like he’s closer to her height kneeling than standing. Gently, she kisses him until her throat constricts with the need to breathe. And until she hears the soft pitter patter of little feet on the kitchen tile. Looking over at the doorway, she smiles at their daughter. “What are you doing up, you little sneak?”

“You really don’t want to know what my mother would say.” he narrows his eyes and looks in the general direction of Yorkshire. They will never agree about the name, she thought it was beautiful and he thinks it’s literally just a mistake all around.

With a flushed face from all of her affection, he looks over toward the door and smiles as well. “There’s my girl! Did your mum tell you the good news?”

[elitehuntsman]

mimicxry:

Oona sat on the counter’s edge, slowly turning one of the many crystal balls in Kizzy’s shoppe in her hand. Her mind is elsewhere, eyes trained on the witch hunter pretending to browse the books. She can smell him out a mile away. A Hopkins, there’s fire in his blood. She can smell it. Setting the crystal ball down, she gestures to him with her chin. “How long you been sleeping with my sister?”

The ridiculously long title had kept his attention for all of two seconds before he moved his fingers across to the next one. It was boring having to be on his best behavior, but why on earth he actually did care was beyond him. Keep Kizzy happy, a happy Kizzy meant great sex. Though he couldn’t ever recall them having anything less than great now that he thought of it. Matt sighs and sweeps his fingers over the next book, but before he can read it she’s talking to him.

A grin forms on his face, and it’s obvious denying it is out of the question so he shrugs, “Are you actually interested, or are you just trying to startle me?”

[elitehuntsman]

timelessmistake:

“Flatterer,” Kizzy mutters to Tsura across her father and the little girl is in stitches. Laughing herself, she stands up to leave them to it.

Tsura has fallen against her father’s shoulder, little breaths barely making her way past her giggles. “You’re silly, Daddy,” she finally gets out, wiping her eyes. “Mommy is beautiful.”

As Kizzy walks away, Noah swings to slap her butt and chuckles when he barely misses. How could he deny his love for that booty.

Turning his attention back to Tsura, he pulls her in closer to snuggle her and rub his cheek against hers. His little girl is everything to him and she’s also the spitting image of her mother, old and new face. “What else have you been up to today, my bubbly girl?”

[bestbestiary]

“Beautiful is for things that are only good for looking at.”

She picks up the crossbow again and quickly collapses it. The wings break down into a single shaft, the handle fitting nicely in her hand. Holding it up, she aims it at the beam hanging from the ceiling and rubs her thumb over a sensor. Abruptly, the quiver, now serving as a line, shoots out and wraps around the beam. She pulls the handle tight to show him how taut the hold is with a triumphant grin.

[elitehuntsman]

“I disagree, beautiful craftsmanship could mean anything. Maybe I should have said it’s durable or flexible. Useful.” he shrugs and circles around to inspect the line. This was definitely going to be a useful multi-tool. Elijah follows the line all the way over to the beam it wrapped around.

“Good, good.” he pricks the line with his finger to see how flexible it could be. Yet again, he’s impressed. “One more question, how close do you have to be for the arrow to penetrate bone?” 

[timelessmistake]

[ Kizzy admires his restraint, but she’s still tongue in cheek with her reply as she leisurely walks towards them. ]

   ”Hear what?”

   ”Papa was singin’ my song.”

   ”Oh yeah? I didn’t hear.”

[ She winks at Tsura as she sits beside them, making the little girl giggle. ]

   ”I make a lot, I make some for you too.”

   ”Y que mas?”

[ Tsura’s giggle is more of a shriek now, knowing exactly what her Mama was asking. Before Matt can react, the two girls are attacking his face with big smooches. Tsura on one knee and Kizzy halfway on the other. ]

[elitehuntsman]

[ An eyebrow raises at the question not directed toward him. Before he can say anything his face is being covered with kisses. ]

     “Me rindo! I surrender!”

[ He laughs and puts his other arm around Kizzy so he can hold both of his girls. He pecks Kizzy and turns his attention back to Tsura. ]

   “Sweetheart, isn’t your mum so pretty?”

[reluctanthuntress]

Phoebe watches him closely, Noah couldn’t keep things from her. They knew each other inside and out. She sighs, “That’s a no.” Resolutely, she rises from the couch and tosses the book she’d been reading on to it. “Then we’d better head over there, don’t you think?” She was far from forgiving him, but she wouldn’t let her husband wither away. They were honor and duty bound to take care of each other for the rest of their lives. And Phoebe loved him more dearly than any soul on this planet.

[elitehuntsman]

Noah smiled just a little bit, at least she was going to see him. That was a good start even if she wasn’t going to be happy. Bram definitely needed it, needed to see her smiling or pouting face. It wouldn’t matter to his best friend, he was basically withering away in his office without her. It was ridiculous really, but Noah never knew what it was like to be in love. Surely it had to be horribly painful and disappointing, maybe wonderful at the same time but he wouldn’t allow himself to feel such things. He took her hand and kissed her forehead, “Definitely.”

[lacharani]

    Kizzy grins nice and slow at the realization in his eyes. Her head tilting to the side to give him more room as he kisses below her ear. Her thighs are tightening around him the moment he says her name, but then the spell is broken when his hands land on her belly. The baby’s energy responds to its father’s touch, crackling inside of her. She gasps at the jolt, holding on to his shoulders. There’s no way he won’t know what that means, her eyes raising to his with some hesitance. “Matt…”

[elitehuntsman]

Matt taps all of his fingers on her belly knowing that this is something he’d felt before when she was pregnant with Tsura. His eyes light up and he kneels down between her legs to kiss her stomach. “Kizzy!” he’s so happy he doesn’t know exactly what to say or do, he wants to pick her up and swing her around but he won’t. Then he thinks of something very important, something so vital that his face goes dark for a moment, “If the baby is a boy, we are not naming him No-ah.”

[amancanfly]

Henry Cavill and Chris Evans present the Best Actress in a Leading Role awards to Miss Julianne Moore at the BAFTA Awards 2015, 8th February 2015. 

[elitehuntsman]

the fear of falling apart

[rabbitheartbullet]

    Brynn stands very still, eyeing him warily as he moves around her. Witch hunters didn’t have any cause to be kind to fairies. In fact it was only twenty years ago that they massacred the royal family of Herros. This chagri’s chagri may appear nice, but Brynn wouldn’t be surprised if there was a wolf hiding beneath his sheep’s clothing.

   ”I don’t need ‘bandages’, I heal faster than you chagri’s chagri.”

She turns when he’s almost completely behind her, facing him with a steely look. She may feel bad for beating the snot out of his handsome face, very handsome she notes once more, but that didn’t mean she forgave him for almost harming her chagri. And there was something about him that she couldn’t put her finger on, something… Oh.

   ”You’re the twin.”

And suddenly she knew exactly why he did what he did. She didn’t like that one bit. Matt and Kizzy were Arim, and it’s a sin to force Arim to part.

[elitehuntsman]

“I am aware of your healing methods, but this will still help. Just let me...” he tried to go toward her as he took a sticky bandage out of his pocket. Until she said it. Elijah faltered for a moment. One of the Hopkins twins, yes. Names attached to battles where they were recognized, even a little cocky about it back then. They were given a title and they shared a connection that could never be severed.

“Yes...” he turned to her with a questioning gaze in his eyes. His mind sank to the worst of it. The twins had been at the front lines when the royal family fell. That wasn’t Abraham’s order, everyone knew him to be better than that. Everyone in that unit went off on their own and they were punished severely for it.

It was a long time ago, but it still haunted him even though he wasn’t a part of it. “I promise, I just want to help you.”