ꜱᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ

two tears of blood run, i am the only one

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

moved here

note for the move :

i will not be following first. eve has the most mutuals and least interaction of my blogs; half the time i'm putting in all the effort to start/continue interactions and getting little to nothing in return, so please only follow if you actually want to interact with him.

i will carry over any drafts i owe from anyone who wants to maintain mutuals, unless you message me and tell me you'd rather drop it.

i will also carry over any meme replies that were done during my hiatus/move.

[lunaetor-arc]

might put eve on a little hiatus. i'm just not really sure what i wanna do with him.

[lunaetor-arc]

might put eve on a little hiatus. i'm just not really sure what i wanna do with him.

[lunaetor-arc]

good morning eve loves going down on his partners and will do so at any opportunity

[lunaetor-arc]

i hope looking at this gets nsync stuck in your head

[erebius]

❛❛ i'll look spotted , by the time you're done. ❜❜ victor's voice comes hoarsely from all the sounds his lover has been drawing out of him , a breathless thing , gasping softly between sentences. his head is spinning——he could stay like this for the rest of the week and be content. shivering beneath eve's touch , victor snickers , a love-struck and lopsided smile appearing. ❛❛ you can bite down a little harder , you know. if you ever want. i'd like it. ❜❜

with a quiet hum , he lifts a bare leg , drapes it over eve's shoulder to tug him down closer. ❛❛ mm . . . how about a hip next ? and then . . . as high on my neck as you can——so everyone can see. ❜❜ smile becomes a cat-like smirk , something devilish glinting in victor's eyes. he's red as a cherry , but he's enjoying every second of it. ❛❛ then it's my turn. its only fair i return the favor , hm ? ❜❜

[lunaetor-arc]

the ever present purr rumbling in his throat intensifies near to a growl at the enticing offer. as vic's leg comes over his shoulder, a guiding hint on where to go next, eve's almost tempted to clamp his teeth down on his thigh. but, his lover did say hip, and he lives to please. ❝ very well, harder this time, ❞ he coos softly, turning his head just so to press his lips to his leg. he cradles vic's thigh against him, holding it in place over his shoulder as he moves, trailing kisses down the inside.

as he descends he glances up to victor, purposefully lowering his mouth to the delicate crevice where thigh meets body with a wicked grin, and runs his tongue up along the soft curve of muscle where navel and hip bone meet, tonguing at the shallow dip before finding claiming his next prize. as he had done so many times before he closes his mouth around him, sucks the skin to bruising, and bites down with increasing pressure. this time he goes just a bit harder, until he feels his sharp teeth puncture the skin, and tastes faint iron in his mouth. without moving he glances up to vic again, letting up on the bite just enough that his tongue can work over the new mark. 

[lunaetor-arc]

@erebius sent : “What are you doing to me?”

at first he merely purrs in reply. to answer properly would be to stop what he was doing, open his mouth, relinquish his prize. naturally he was unwilling to do so, not with his lover squirming so deliciously beneath him. his lips pressed tenderly to his skin, deceptively soft for how hard he sucked on him, pulling blushing skin into his teeth, his fangs — biting down just hard enough he would draw blood if he applied even a breath more pressure. 

finally he released him, a small pop resounding as he unsealed his mouth and leaned back to admire his work. victor's body was already speckled in bursts of color, like new blossoms blooming on a tree. he ran a finger over the newest addition, faintly purple and framed with a loving red bite. ❝ oh, just a little. . . decorating. ❞ silver fangs gleam in the moonlight as he smiles, running his finger along vic's body, leaving a trail of cold along hot skin. 

❝ hmmm, where should i add the next one? ❞

[lunaetor-arc]

@moonrepeat sent : "you’re distractin' me, y'know."

 ❝ i have that effect on . . . people. ❞ the somewhat stilted reply, usually said with an air of confidence, stems from the fact that he has no real clue how to refer to the being opposite him. were they wholly machine he would have kept his distance and avoided them all-together, but there is a life about them that eve's well tuned senses can pick up on, a vitality. from what his eyes can see, they appear largely mechanical. off-putting, to say the least, to his tastes.

best to keep his guard up, until he can discern more of their nature. he inches closer regardless, assessing their every movement before settling his gaze on their busy hands. ❝ what are you doing? ❞

[gloomglimmer]

›       TENSION   LINER   PROMPTS     

"I   dare   you   to   try."

"Do   you   always   get   close?"

"You’re   pushing   my   limits."

"Stop   looking   at   me   like   that."

"I’m   losing   control   here."

"You   have   no   idea,   do   you?"

"I   can’t   resist   you   anymore."

"Stay   back,   or   don’t."

"I   know   what   you   want."

"This   is   getting   dangerous   now."

"You’re   too   tempting   for   me."

"I   shouldn’t   want   this,   but…"

"I   don’t   play   fair,   remember?"

"Careful,   you’re   testing   me."

"You’re   just   making   it   worse."

"You’re   too   close   for   comfort."

"Do   you   always   push   buttons?"

"Stop   before   I   kiss   you."

"You’re   making   it   too   hard."

"I   can’t   stop   thinking   about   you."

"I   want   you   too   much."

"You   know   exactly   what   you’re   doing."

"I’m   not   playing   games   here."

"You’ve   crossed   the   line   now."

"Keep   pushing,   and   you’ll   regret   it."

"This   is   dangerous,   isn’t   it?"

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"Don’t   make   me   regret   this."

"You’re   playing   with   fire."

"You   don’t   know   what’s   coming."

"I   shouldn’t   be   this   close."

"We’re   getting   dangerously   close   now."

"I   can   feel   the   heat."

"Don’t   test   me   right   now."

"I   want   you   too   badly."

"Don’t   make   me   chase   you."

"You’re   distracting   me,   you   know."

"I   won’t   fall   for   this."

"I   want   you,   but…"

"What   do   you   want   from   me?"

"I’ll   never   give   in."

"I’m   trying   not   to   care."

"You’re   playing   with   my   patience."

"Don’t   make   this   harder,   please."

"I   can’t   stop   this   feeling."

"I’m   already   in   too   deep."

"You   won’t   walk   away   unscathed."

"You’re   walking   a   fine   line."

"I’m   trying   to   stay   calm."

"What   are   you   doing   to   me?"

[etoilesfantome]

❝  oh,  i’m going to enjoy making my first impression with you.  how am i doing so far?  ❞ @lunaetor / conversational starters ( accepting )

—— he's been sitting here with Monoco, each of them taking a place 'cross an upturned stump. They've been playing some game with river stones and cards, the rules complex and seemingly nonsensical in that way that makes entirely perfect sense to the players.

The gestral eventually grouses and rises, words tossed between them with the parrying banter of two folk long familiar with one another, and Verso's left grinning and cleaning up the cards as Monoco leaves; the small colorful river stones, smooth and worn as marble, are carefully scooped up and slid into a pouch.

Pale eyes give a startled glance sideways and up as he's approached, and he gives a twitch of a smile. " Depends, " he muses, starting to pick up the cards to restack them. " What impression would that be? "

[lunaetor-arc]

❝ hmmm, ❞ eve taps his chin, as if truly pondering the question, his other hand occupied with the swinging of his long braid. ❝ ideally a great one. magnificent, even. ❞ he splays out his hands, dropping the length of his braid to swish lazily behind his back. ❝ though i suppose that will ultimately be up to you. ❞ evidently forgoing all caution, eve invites himself further into the camp, eyeing the last remnants of their odd little game with curiosity.

❝ though it's only fair to tell you i refuse to leave any first impression that paints me in a poor light. if that is the case you must tell me, so i can try again. ❞ stopping before him eve gracefully drops down to sit, cross legged, hands resting on his knees; though he grips the fabric in an effort to keep his otherwise usually animate hands still. ❝ i'm evelorne. ❞ 

[erebius]

he is not entirely untouched by ruination. but at the very least , victor is not so scorched by the sun , not reduced to cinders by the former king like much of the world. no more than any other common man is burnt by any king , anyways. pink dances across his cheeks , and he smiles at his lover , a small thing. ❛❛ gods , you always look at me like i'm perfect. ———you know i'm not , right ? i mean , you've seen it . . . ❜❜

he always worries about disappointing eve. there is much victor finds disappointing about himself , and much of it: he tries to leave at the door , when eve is around. hide it from him. yet eve has eyes that sometimes feel like they peer into his soul. ❛❛ i am glad to be your safe harbor. that's what you are to me. ❜❜ he leans up to press his lips to eve's , face warming as he gets closer. a small snicker. ❛❛ you just happen to have picked a safe harbor that is severely fucked in the head , i think. you really know how to pick 'em. ❜❜

[lunaetor-arc]

he chuckles in the face of vic's protestations against his own perfection. oh, there were a million and one arguments to be made about what did and did not constitute as perfect, and nonetheless how the natralian vision of perfection was oft quite different from every other culture they came into contact with. instead of bringing up any long talking points, though, he shrugs and eagerly accepts the kiss.

❝ i could say the same to you, ❞ he muses in a soft murmur, following after vic's mouth with his own, always greedy for more affection. another kiss stolen, he shifts in his place, contentedly laying his head against vic's shoulder. ❝ besides, i love every inch of you. ❞ as he speaks he runs his hand idly over vic's middle, playing at nonsensicle shapes in the fabric of his shirt. ❝ and my opinion is the only one that matters, so, sorry to say, you will just have to accept it. ❞