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two blogs . two sides of a broad spectrum one writer . noct . 21 + only
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my MISTAKES belong entirely to me independent original character supernatural based ( 21+ )
my MISTAKES belong entirely to me independent original character supernatural based ( 21+ )
my MISTAKES belong entirely to me independent original character supernatural based ( 21+ )
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she wore WILDFLOWERS in her hair independent nephilim oc
she wore WILDFLOWERS in her hair independent nephilim oc
UPDATE !
i miss writing , a lot , and i especially miss this jerk . so in other words , i’m going to be revamping and moving taemin to a new blog . it’s already underway , i just need to get everything transferred over . i’m also going to be kicking off another solo muse blog and leaving my multis on hiatus until i get into the swing of things . i’ll post them both here once they’re ready but i expect ( hopefully ) by the end of the week !
Ah yes my lovely OCs: guy who needs therapy 1, guy who needs therapy 2, guy who needs therapy 3, and so forth
I’m still here , believe it or not . We were moving out of state and we had a major loss in our family which I’m still processing ( or trying to ) . Truth is though , Taemin’s muse is loud as hell so I’m hoping once I get back sometime this week I’ll be able to get some replies done !
mythous·:
AN ANSWER THAT should have come easily seems to halt on her tongue, and it’s as though her mouth dries from the absence of the words. how are things supposed to be? any option that seems poised to escape her lips feels insufficient —- selfish, even — and psyche finds herself at a true loss, feeling suddenly nervous under his scrutiny. but she’s saved from a fruitless search within the depths of her own thoughts by his next words, and her brows climb high in surprise.
❝ my kind ? ❞ mortal ? goddess ? for she has been both, and both have been well known for their tales of destruction. ❝ and exactly what do you think you know about my kind ? ❞ now there’s something almost sweet about the expression adorning her features ——prompting an answer gently as though a teacher waiting patiently for her student. ❝ i have to admit ——i find it interesting that you would claim to understand what i seek. ❞
❛ IT’S NOT AS COMPLICATED AS YOU THINK ❜ his response is equally as pointed , and is delivered in a near wistful way as he considers his response almost half as carefully as she had hers . he’d taken note of the way that she seemed almost speechless in his response , the question directed back at her in such a way that even he wouldn’t be so sure of what response he was looking for . it leaves him equally uncertain , and there they stand . equal ground , all over again .
he shrugs finally , carrying on as if to step off of his little soapbox before speaking , ❛ i just mean that it’s not as much like comparing apples and oranges as some may think , most creatures , whether human , animal , supernatural or celestial often seek one of two things . ❜ one finger points up towards the sky , this is the one he cannot personally relate to , but it is the one that has been put in the cards for him . ❛ servitude or guidance , someone to follow ❜ the other finger pulls up , the more personal of his endeavors even if it feels generic to some , especially humanity . ❛ freedom , and what they do with that is … well , beyond anyone else’s control , right ? ❜
celestiialmechanics·:
vanity is a capricious little thing. Lei giggles, head ducking for a moment. it feels like his hands will start shaking any moment now and he’s hit with the thought of mortality. so many people asked him if he was even human for over twenty years and it took demons, of all things, to prove them wrong. ❛ haven’t you heard of fake it ‘til you make it? ❜ his voice is quieter than it usually is, a distinct contrast with the smile he keeps spread on his face. ❛ if i can’t hold onto the slightest hint of confidence, i will just think of all of what could go wrong. that doesn’t give advantage to my odds, does it? ❜ a kiss shuts him up effectively. there’s not much room for rationality when they are going to dive into the uncertainty of their fates. the last thing Lei sees is Taemin’s seriousness, it almost looks like a grimace, and isn’t that a sight to behold?
he has to come back to kiss it better and tease the older. it’s a chance he cannot miss.
Astaroth has witnessed the blooming light enveloping the universe. he saw life’s awakening, life’s crawling on their first stages as cells mixed and gave way to variety, molecules making God’s fantasies materialize into infinite elements. he saw Lucifer rising as the brightest star, the most virtuous of them all. but did God forget goodness isn’t kindness? it’s his theory that to give this world some flavor, to give his creations the spark to keep them entertained, God made them like this: the monsters lurking under the shine of seemingly perfect virtue.
one can only gravitate so far from one’s creation.
❛ son of Lilith, age has given you many sins, ❜ he speaks, ignoring the direct jab at his appearance. of course he knows what the cambion and the human have been at lately. the seal that keeps him trapped is getting weaker and his periods of slumber have lessened significantly. literal eons have helped him develop the patience to stay put and watch, allow himself be entertained and understand why God created drama, of all things.
his grip around Lei’s soul tightens. he hopes the human’s choking, that the hands of fire he possesses are branding his name into his next lives.
❛ it’s a pity it hasn’t given you that much intelligence. perhaps, the human would have fared better had he not run into you and your blind prejudice. ❜ Astaroth looks around, Lei’s button nose furrowing in sheer distaste at the sight. ❛ have you looked at the traces of the spell that keeps me bound to him? ❜ he stares at the cambion, the whiteness covering his gaze, the tendrils of power only demons like them can see. ❛ if you vanish me from him, he will die and that’s final, no what ifs, no hypothetical scenarios. he will be gone and I will have even more fun breaking him completely in hell. you can’t get there, can you? can’t risk running into your owner after all this time. ❜
Astaroth flicks particles of dust off Lei’s white hoodie. his power is trapped, but it’s not only because of the cambion’s precautions. the one who put him here is smarter. ❛ Ah, a hint of brilliance. You are Lilith’s son indeed, even if you are looking at half of the picture. ❜ he takes a few steps, pacing around the circle he’s in. ❛ Coincidences do not exist, dear nephew. It’s a trap, for both of us. But who out there can see the future, huh? Who can see out there that you would feel for the human enough to want to save him no matter what? Who out there wanted me gone from hell but not forever? Who, out there, has this much knowledge over both of us and our future deeds? ❜ eyes narrow. ❛ We are playthings, can’t you see? ❜
❛ HAVE YOU ALWAYS BEEN IN THE BUSINESS OF PREACHING ? ❜ he allows the boredom to string from his tone , though it is unlike the finely tuned instrument that his voice often carries . it is grated and thick . ❛ you act like i’m unaware of my sins , what i have done in the fight against what i was created to be – i don’t forget so easily , i just move on , which i something i recommend you trying ❜ his power latches around lei’s body , it seeps into the human’s skin and claws desperately at the insides in an attempt to reach astaroth’s hold , to bring lei back to him . moments of solitude , punished , he has to end this one way , or the other .
there are options that he’s considered , ones that he has yet to even consider mentioning to lei . there is an idea , a powerful thought that would need to bring in the assistance of witches ( or simply one powerful one ) , if he could transfer the human soul of the cambion ? even just a part of it – perhaps it would be enough to dispel astaroth to the human realm . even if it would mean taking on the beast himself , to merge with the monster inside . that thought though , that mere dream of a plan ? it would raise hell , literally as lucifer’s little toy would become damaged , and the morningstar wouldn’t want that .
another battle inside of his mind , perhaps he could handle it , perhaps lilith’s strength could overpower astraroth , it’s just a matter of whether or not it’s a risk worth taking . a proverbial hail mary .
❛ you thinking me as some kind of idiot doesn’t do well for your survival , astaroth . it’s thoughts like that , that got you in this position in the first place - underestimating those around you , the lengths they will go just to watch you writhe in torment ❜ the cambion’s jaw twitches and with it , features shift to show the true demon that rest inside of him as he steps closer to take hold of lei’s chin to force them to stare eye to eye . ❛ i will happily allow you to boast your arrogance and play the fool to your story , as long as i know i will personally drag you back to hell myself ❜ because he’s walked back to hell before , waltzed in to see what the fuss was about . a morbid curiosity , a temptation of fate . then he left ,a move that infuriated lucifer to the ends of the earth and he felt that rage quite personally .
then again , maybe astaroth is right , this is a trap , a test of will for both of them , after all - how long can either of them maintain this mere battle of wits before one breaks ? and if lei’s soul dies in the process ? nothing will be left to hold the cambion back from dismantling astaroth to obscurity . something tells taemin that the demon knows this which is why this mental , emotional beration comes so strong from the elder . ❛ or , maybe they locked you away in this human form because they thought you talked too much and let me tell you , i can relate heavily to that thought process . ❜ taemin steps back , hands finding a home inside his coat pockets , but his gaze holds strong upon the other , his fierce hatred not clouded or masked , but sharpened like a blade . ❛ your ignorance will forever remain blissful for both of us ❜
mythous·:
A SMILE THAT HIDES ALL THE TENSION currently living beneath her skin, and katherine shrugs — nonchalant, as though she couldn’t care less. maybe that’s closer to the truth than one might imagine. after all, she’d returned in one piece, hadn’t she ( no thanks to everyone who’d wanted to see her demise once and for all ) ?
❝ never mind that, hm ? i think it would be much more fun to talk about what you want — ❞ the smile widens, and she takes a step forward as well. ❝ — and what kind of fun we could have together if i never have to go back there. ❞ it’s a win - win, if you ask her. he doesn’t cause some grand catastrophe, and she gets to stay exactly where she wants to be.
DOES SHE NOT REALIZE WHO SHE IS TALKING TO ? these games cannot work on the cambion , and it’s not due to some superior magical power built within his demon side , but instead his own experience handling the devil himself within his mind . for how many years had lucifer attempted to use his own wants and needs as a means to get what he wanted out of his so called pet ? too many times to count , so he scoffs . eyes roll dramatically before he waves her on . vampires and their goddamn manipulation tactics , his patience for them is often too low for banter and mind games .
❛ i prefer to take a more blunt approach , i’ve heard that’s not entirely your style so i’ll get to the point in telling you what i want is to survive . now ? it’s your turn , katherine — or do you prefer katerina ? ❜ a brow quirks , he gauges her reaction before continuing , ❛ what is it you are expecting out of whatever relationship you are attempting to web me into ? ❜
celestiialmechanics·:
@feardrawn· inspired: ❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜ for xiao lei :)
the physical manifestation of pleasure was a simple concept. There was not much science behind the chemistry that transpired when eyes found something they liked and the contact of skin on skin manifested the traces of sweet escapism. All those basic formulas yet Lei was still. Round eyes were becoming unfocused. Hands tugged at pieces of clothing to free skin as soon as possible. They gravitated into one another, gyrated against each other.
Lei could taste his own eagerness in the sensual motions of his exploration. Was being of a similar nature what fueled the pulsing in between? Long, pretty fingers were buried in soft hair and he didn’t think twice as he snatched the locks and dove into Taemin’s neck, biting down lightly. He was hesitating.
his soul’s parasite had really gone and done it to them today. Taemin was bruised, his attempts at controlling the pest clashed with his will of not hurting Lei’s human body with the strength only demons possessed. He hadn’t come out unscathed from that and it showed in the splotches of purple staining otherwise perfect, caramel skin. he nipped at the skin across the older’s shoulder line, the grip on Taemin’s hair also lightening.
❛ you don’t have to be gentle. i won’t break. ❜
a shudder ran through the smaller’s body. he couldn’t see Taemin’s teasing smile to know it was there. the distinct hardness of his lower half was straining against his jeans. ❛ you are such a handful, ❜ he whispered into his ear, fingers renewing their hold onto those soft strands. he was smaller, the wall was keeping them upright as he palmed Taemin’s need with his free hand. ❛ i’m trying to be a gentleman and you do not appreciate my efforts, ❜ he complained, a flush rushing to his cheeks and nape as he rutted against a strong thigh. ❛ you are just begging me to shut you up. ❜
feat. TAEMIN
BRUISED , TARNISHED , BATTLEBRED , these have all become part of the cambion’s lifestyle . one thousand years upon this earth and he knows with that experience that the marred skin will fade to become the image of perfection he’s learned to crave time and time again . he’s learned how to hold back the aches that strike as his back meets the wall , tempered fingers stringing through his hair that had become messy during a previous scuffle . the demon swirling inside of lei is powerful but right now ? he is nothing more than a placard in the background of taemin’s thoughts .
right now , there is a certain passion to be met as lips caress his skin that soothes the purple blemishes that mar him , hands that are rough and yet incredibly gentle at the same time – he is a thriving cascade of sensation that ripples across him in waves of heavy breaths that only he can hope to match .
❛ if i wasn’t such a handful , ❜ he speaks this while hips grind against the other , he pleads silently for the sensation of touch , ❛ you would probably find me boring , no ? ❜ another challenge that slips from his tongue . lei’s hand meets the swelling between his thighs and he weakens ever so slightly . even with skin like armor , it has been marked of war and this shield that he’s wrapped around himself has been damaged , but not broken even if his resolve beneath the other’s touch is forcing everything beneath said armor to crack .
it’s become clear he doesn’t seek out a gentleman in lei , he longs for the way idle hands continue to explore and craves them to dig in further , to touch him in a way that makes the soul of his human side bubble so his own hands carry on their same exploration - fingertips slipping beneath the fabric of lei’s shirt and reaching around until they dig into the small of his back to tug him harder against him as his head shifts and this time to lock the other in a heated kiss . he can taste the horrors that swirl inside of his mind , feel the passion that drives him , and he craves it for himself . ❛ is that what you what ? to be a gentleman just so i stop talking ? ❜ a pause aided with another kiss , this one teamed up with a playful nip upon the other’s bottom lip , ❛ then do it — make me ❜