only the dead have seen the end of war

Indie supernatural OC. NSFW themes present.

[deathdealxr-a]

@ignisanima liked for a starter

   “Max,”  She had to take a moment, her expression one of surprise.  “It’s been a while… Where have you been?”

[ignisanima]

@deathdealxr

“Selene --.” His tone doesn’t match her own, instead more muted. He hadn’t expected them to cross paths again yet knew it was always a possibility. “I’ve been around. Working. Avoiding the limelight. Seems like you’ve kept a low profile, too. Do anything fun without me?”

[ramonameisel]

I don’t need prayers to worship you; just my head between your legs and your hands tugging at my hair.

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[ernmark]

Dear god, sleepy intimacy makes me so very happy.

One person sleeping with their head on the other person’s lap. Getting all drowsy-snuggly when they’re too tired to see straight. Being tucked in and kissed on the forehead before they pass out. Gentle touches while they drift off. Trusting the other person to watch over them and make sure nothing happens to them while they’re out.

Just… sleepy intimacy, man.

[noxpraelia]

ignisanima:

“Safe word?” It’s hard to hide the unmistakable shit eating grin that’s now replacing what had been a mostly innocent smile. “Come on, now. What makes you think I like to play it safe? A safe word is too vanilla for me.” Arms cross over his chest and he shrugs his shoulders casually, eyes not leaving her even for a second. “Oh you know. The usual. Chasing the tail, howling at the moon, scratching at fleas. What about you? What has my favorite little asskicker been up to these days?”

     { ☩ }—;      ❝ Not even ‘oh, don’t stop!’ ? ❞ She raises her voice slightly, dramatically mimicking a swooning dame as she leans back against the wall in a sultry pose. A snicker escapes her thereafter, fleeting laughter forth ebony lips as she straightens up and leans onto her shoulder against the wall. A lazy smile warms her features, albeit tired eyes glimmer right back at him,  ❝ Keeping watch of the hunters, I hope. No, I…I’m just here. Doing what I do best. Asses. Kicking them. ❞

[ignisanima]

Eyes narrowed a bit, brows raising up. That grin is still there, only amplified by her comments. “Well now we’re talking. That is my kind of safe word. But if I say it, I would hope you do the opposite and not stop.” Still the same cheeky little shit as always. Sometimes making her squirm (along with others) was too good of an opportunity to ignore. Taking a few steps forward, he leans his shoulder against the wall and lets out a dramatic sigh almost mocking her own faux-dramatic antics just seconds before. “The hunters. Of course I’ve been watching them and making sure they behave. May have nipped a few ankles here and there.” The grin still plastered there, he cleared his throat and leaned in just a bit closer as if he were going to whisper. “Will you kick my ass, or is that too kinky?”

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[noxpraelia]

ignisanima:

“Doormat? Oh. Oh no. That would never be the case. I would much rather be your doormat before letting anyone make you a doormat” There’s a playful tone about him though he was being entirely serious. A smile crept over his own features. “Yeah? I knew you missed me somewhere deep down. After all, I’m hard to forget.”

      { ☩ }—;     Oh. Fucking great, she’s gotta kinkshame him. Snort. Her gelid eyes roll slightly, her smile only warming up as she placed a hand on her lip,  ❝ We have to come up with safe word for that, Sunshine. ❞ She humors him, even chuckling a bit.  ❝ Impossible to forget a wolf like you. How’ve you been? ❞

[ignisanima]

“Safe word?” It’s hard to hide the unmistakable shit eating grin that’s now replacing what had been a mostly innocent smile. “Come on, now. What makes you think I like to play it safe? A safe word is too vanilla for me.” Arms cross over his chest and he shrugs his shoulders casually, eyes not leaving her even for a second. “Oh you know. The usual. Chasing the tail, howling at the moon, scratching at fleas. What about you? What has my favorite little asskicker been up to these days?”

[pettycentral]

[shimmermyheart]

[fourdimensions]

[melisica]

[mrsmunsons]

[hotmal3celebrities]

[carnalsuggestions]

do you think you could take me, baby girl?

[ignisanima]

@agameofsouls

Talk about a job well done. It was just as easy as he’d expected. In and out, stealth all the way. Three targets. Three dead. No hints of his involvement whatsoever. He’s outside her door, casually leaning against the frame. Max has already knocked and he’s made sure it’s a known fact that he’s here. More of a pounding on the door than anything. He does so again, fist pounding against the door as he casually reads a paper in his hands, humming to himself. Finally as the door opens, he looks up to her in an almost nonchalant manner, turning the front of the newspaper so it was facing her.

“Did you see this? Terrible.” Turning it back around, his eyes scanned over as he read it. “3 children of affluent businessman killed. Police are asking the public to come forward with any information. There are no leads or suspects at this time. Blah, bhah, blah. Easy. Boring. Next.” Alright, he was done bragging now. He held out the paper to her as if he was demanding she read it. “Now. Where’s my boy? Tell me all about how much fun you had. Here.” Revealing the bottle of Merlot from behind his back, he pushed it into her chest, pushing past her in a half ass way. “That’s for taking care of him. From my own collection. Enjoy that. Hard to find.” Rather expensive too. Had it been anyone else, it would have been a genuine gift for for Azula, it was barely a thank you.

[ignisanima]

@noxpraelia

“Well I am much better now that you’re here. Miss me even a little bit?”

[noxpraelia]

     { ☩ }—;      ❝ Oh, that so? Here I was under the impression that I was nothing more than your little wet-paw door mat. ❞ She teases lightly, a smile spreading across her features.  ❝ Maybe I did miss the ‘ol wolf. ❞

[ignisanima]

“Doormat? Oh. Oh no. That would never be the case. I would much rather be your doormat before letting anyone make you a doormat” There’s a playful tone about him though he was being entirely serious. A smile crept over his own features. “Yeah? I knew you missed me somewhere deep down. After all, I’m hard to forget.”

[ignisanima]

@noxpraelia

“Well I am much better now that you’re here. Miss me even a little bit?”

[agameofsouls-a]

ignisanima

“I always do the job right.” Jaw is clenched, eyes staying focused on her. All he ever wanted for himself and for his boy was an easy life, one where neither of them had to worry about life. If one final job would allow that them to live like this, then so be it. If he died trying, at least his kid would have some sort of money to live with. As for who he would live with? As much as it would kill him to admit it, at least the kid would be well off. 

Body tenses even more, and he takes a small step back, turning slightly to that his shoulder was facing her instead of Benjamin being closest to her. “You wouldn’t do that to him. He’s too important to Lou and she would expect you to care for him if anything happens to me.”

“ then stop worrying about the consequences and do it. ” she was growing bored of the conversation. her son was still captive and max was still himself. as he stared at her, she moved across the room and inspected some of the knick knacks and pictures and anything seemingly sentimental. it was always interesting to see such things displayed carelessly in a person’s home. it was like displaying each of their weaknesses to anyone that happened to pass through.

at the mention of lou and her expectations, she paused and turned to him. “ i did not come to you for a lesson in morals, but i shall lay it out plainly: if you fuck it up and come back alive, you will be a childless father. whether you succeed or fuck it up and die, i will raise your son as i promised years ago. if you succeed and come back alive, you will be safe and rich, and i may never speak to you again, as i’m sure you will appreciate. ”

[ignisanima]

He knew better than to trust her word whether it be good or bad. “It will be done. I’m in no rush to leave my son. You just worry about paying up and keeping your end of the deal and not about whether it’ll be done or not.” Trading words with her wasn’t exactly his favorite past time, but it could prove to be fun sometimes.

Threatening his son though was something that wasn’t acceptable by any means. He had doubts if she would actually harm a hair on his head, but it wasn’t a chance he would take. “I will come back and be successful and I’ll be richer because of your money and will never forget that you needed my help for your little problem. Good enough for me.”