domingo en fuego

I think I lost my halo. MYTHS are the historical notes of those who were much wiser than ourselves. we therefore have no right to judge legends; lest we dare challenge demigods and angels. multi oc blog. written by chloe. my partner in crime

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( since i’d rather avoid this blog being deleted too - my muses are fine and well n still being written but i refuse to lose all of my writing bye )

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IMPORTANT PSA

Okay, here's the big announcement to explain the recent state of my blog, aka the thread and muse drop, and the replies exclusively for Mo. Both of us have decided that it's time to leave tumblr RP. There are a bunch of reasons, but after much thought, what I've come down to feeling is that it would be much better for my mental health and my future to no longer depend on a website. I constantly feel obligated to spend ALL of my free time here, to be active and writing with everybody all the time, which leads to stress and anxiety for me, and as a result, I NEVER do anything else -- I haven't been doing my own novel writing, I haven't been exercising, haven't been reading much or practising ukulele or learning a language or learning to bake or doing any of those things that I want to do. And if I keep this up, I never will; I'll just be stuck on this site, living to please other people instead of myself.

I'm going to continue writing with Mo and a few others over email and skype, so if you're interested in doing that with me, please message me and I'll give you my information! 

I also have an ic kik for Belsel and ic twitter accounts for all of my main muses; just ask for those, too. 

And finally, I've made a quiet personal blog, which I’ll be using my current url on once I archive this one. If you have a personal blog, feel free to give it to me and I'll follow you on mine. There’ll also be muse inspiration posts, and Mo and I may share a side blog for that, but I won’t be RPing on tumblr again.

I love you all and have had a great time writing with you all, and I hope you continue to create wonderful things together. I'm happy to keep writing with any mutual who is interested elsewhere.

Thank you all for being so great. I'm going to archive this blog but not delete it, and with the extra time I'll have, maybe my novels will be on the shelves some day, and maybe I'll find a job that I love more than my current one, and maybe I'll be able to succeed in other ways, too. This really is the best thing for me.

So, goodbye!!!

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Gavin.

        ❝Yeah, ‘kay, deal. ‘m pretty sure y’ain’t gonna return         home without buyin’ me, anyway,❞ laughs Gavin, and         then he turns to leave the room with a tiny smile. Once in         his room, the boy takes off his clothes and quickly puts         on a dark grey Fall Out Boy shirt, clean black jeans and         his signature leather black jacket, and he runs a hand         through his hair again before he returns to his brother’s         room. ❝’m ready t’go.❞

     ❛You know me well.❜ He smiles after him, before pulling out a casual,     striped t-shirt and a fresh pair of jeans. He might have a fairly simple     sense of style, but his clothes always fit him perfectly and it's obvious     that they cost him a decent amount of money. He's ready when Gavin     returns, and is just working on getting his hair as neat as he can. He     grabs his wallet and puts it in his pocket, and then heads over to the     other. ❛Let's go shopping, loser.❜

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Sander.

        ❝Really?❞ It’s a serious question - Sander WONDERS if         he’s good, if the angel genuinely   ENJOYS doing it with         him. He doesn’t like to be insecure about these things, to         have to wonder whether      he’s giving the angel what he         deserves, but he can’t HELP     it. He’s so new to it, and         Belsel is so, SO experienced;      he can only hope he’s         really as good as Belsel makes him feel.

        ❝Hmm. I’m pretty hungry. If you need a hand just         shout and I’ll be there, yeah?❞

     ❛Baby.❜ He moves in close, gives his boyfriend a firm and yet      playful gaze. ❛You're amazing. You turn me on, like, SO much,     you have no idea, and then having sex with you is freaking great.     You're good. You're sweet. You're sexy. And usually I can keep     my composure  and last a LONG time,   but with you?❜  He nips      ever so teasingly at his ear once before straightening up again.     ❛You just make me lose control.❜ He grins as he gets up, hunts     around for something to wear, locates a pair of grey sweatpants      and tugs them on. ❛You just relax, I want to do this for you.❜      And with that, he just sweeps out of the room.

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Gavin.

        ❝I know Bel, but I have things. Thank you for all you’ve         been gettin’ me.❞ His  words are SO sincere, so genuine -         while he may be bad at ACCEPTING all that the angel wants         to give him, he IS grateful for       everything his brother does.          ❝I’ll be back in a few minutes, ‘m jus’ gonna get changed.         Can we go for sushi later? I mean, if y’wanna go for food,         I’d like tha’. ‘m good with whatever, though.❞   

     Belsel nods at the request, turning to smile at Gavin with a shirt     in his hands. ❛Totally. I love sushi. Let's do that. And just let me     buy you one thing, and I'll be a thing for me and a thing for Raph.     Everyone gets a thing. Do I have a deal?❜

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Sander.

        ❝Yeah, I did,❞ the phoenix nods before tilting his head.         ❝Did you?❞ He stretches again and sits up, rubbing his         face briefly        before running a hand through his hair,         brushing the blond    strands out of his hair. ❝I’m happy         with did this, too. It was good - you were good. Was         I good?❞ Sander lets out a laugh, shining and practically         ABLAZE. 

     Belsel sits up too, and he presses a kiss to Sander's shoulder     before laughing softly. ❛You were amazing. You have a natural     talent.❜ He kisses his neck,    and then his cheek.  ❛I'm going to      make you breakfast, so just stay comfortable and I'll bring it to     you.❜

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Gavin.

        ❝’m jus’ - not really used t’it, ‘s all. I… I don’t want too         much, y’know? Jus’…       jus’ what I need, n’ then ‘m         happy enough.❞      He raises his brows again before he         frowns, and then a hand moves up to SOMEWHAT bring         his hair back to a less messy state – though with his hair,         that’s a nearly impossible task. ❝’m gonna get changed         too, ‘cause ‘m pretty sure my clothes’re messier than         my hair.❞

     ❛I know. I just like you to have things.❜ He's smiling even though       it's kind of SAD -- Gavin deserves everything he can get, in his       opinion.    He gives  him a final fond look    before turning   to his      drawers to find something to wear. ❛We're gonna look good, go out,      and have an awesome time.❜  

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Sander.

    He wakes grinning widely, murmuring a little before he turns     and looks at the angel      with bright, loving blue eyes. The     phoenix feels good, feels ALIVE, and he happily leans in to     kiss the angel. ❝Good morning,❞ he smiles, and presses     another kiss to his angel’s cheek. He stretches then, making     himself appear taller than he actually is, and then  he simply     STARES at his angel with light and love in eyes. ❝I love     you.❞

     ❛Good morning, beautiful,❜ he replies, love alight in his eyes. He     leans in and kisses him again,  smile remaining as he then pulls     away again and just looks at him.   ❛Did you sleep well?❜ Fingers      brush through fair hair, gaze fixed happily upon the other's. ❛I'm      very happy that we did this. It was an amazing night. I love you.❜

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Gavin.

        ❝…jus’ remember I’ve got more than ever, ‘kay? I don’t         need much more, ‘m serous, Bel. I can’t even think of         anythin’.❞ It’s not that he’s trying to put the angel DOWN,         he simply doesn’t want Belsel to be WASTING anything.         Gavin is happy with what he has, he appreciates all the         little things but already        thinks of it as too much - he         doesn’t want more,       doesn’t want to have to feel guilty         about getting anything, even if the angel wants to and can         easily afford it. He watches as Belsel gets up and checks         himself out in the mirror; is brows raise and he shakes his         head in mild amusement before he walks up behind the         angel, pulling a weird face that is only JUST visible in the         mirror.

     ❛Oh, I know, Gav. Sorry if I do too much, but -- you just deserve it,      and I like doing it.     Stop me if it really makes you uncomfortable,     but if there's   something you'd like,   then I'm getting it for you.❜ He     gives Gavin a grin and a wink in the mirror before turning to mess      up his hair. ❛I'll just get changed into something less slept in and     we can go out into our wonderful city.❜

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Sander.

    It goes on like that for a little while, until EVENTUALLY, they     simply lay there in bed, quietly talking, whispering, kissing –     falling asleep in each other’s arms. Sander sleeps until the     morning, until the sun creaks through the curtains and shines     on the two beautiful men; the two beautiful immortal beings,     one young and one old.       He breathes slowly, deeply, still     asleep and dreaming about his boyfriend, the previous night,     and ALL the nights they have spend together so far.

     He'd been tired once they  were done, but had  wanted to stay awake      with him for as long as possible,   to talk to him, kiss him softly, give      him all the love he could. And now it's morning and the sun is tugging      the angel out of a sleep so    happy and complete.    He wakes feeling     GREAT; refreshed, energised, and when his sleepy blue gaze rests on     the small sleeping figure beside him,    he's hit by the sudden feeling of     how much he loves him, how happy he is to see him. He watches him,     taking in the way the sunlight decorates his beautiful skin, and he doesn't      want to disturb him, but he just looks so SWEET that he can't help it. He      leans over and begins to press light kisses to his skin, smile fixed on his      face as he does.

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Gavin.

    The boy shrugs - Belsel may have a lot of money, he STILL     doesn’t want him to     spend too much on him. ❝I still don’t     want y’t’spend tha’ much on me, Bel. ‘m good with what     I have - really. ‘s more     than I’ve ever had, so, ‘m happy     enough.❞ But the         boy knows, too, that these words are     useless, because Belsel is      Belsel, and he’s going to buy     him things whether he WANTS them or not. Just LOOKING     at them would probably be     enough. ❝Y’should get Raph     somethin’, though. ‘n yourself, too.❞

     ❛I'm going to get you things that you really   need and want. I want to.       It would make me happy. And I will get things for Raphael and I, too.       I'll get myself something silly and you'll regret telling me it's okay.❜      He grins, ruffles his brother's hair, and then gets out of bed and goes       to look at himself in his full-length mirror.

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Gavin.

        ❝I’d like tha,❞ Gavin replies, mirroring the other and running         a hand through his own hair. He’s never wondered about how         much money Belsel has, never realised that the other might         be really RICH. The boy’s      always been poor - he doesn’t         know better than to not be able to afford clothes, to barely be         able to get food for four persons; it’s probably because of that         that he HARDLY ever asks Belsel to buy him things. ❝Jus’         don’t spend too much on me.❞

     ❛Yeah, yeah -- trust me, kid, I don't have any money issues. I've been      saving since the dawn of time,  and I run a successful bakery  --  I can     afford to get you some nice gifts.❜ He won't take no for an answer unless      Gavin genuinely doesn't want something,    and he'll be able to tell. ❛I'm     sure there are things you need, and things you want,    and you can have     them. Don't worry, I'll get things for myself too,    and I'd like to buy Raph     a gift.❜

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Sander.

    Having Belsel so close is simply AMAZING, it feels so good,     so natural, so MEANT TO BE, and he moans a little more -     both because it’s        genuinely the one thing he can do, and     because he KNOWS how much Belsel likes it. He arches his     body a little, getting just a little more comfortable as one of his     hands search for Belsel’s free hand; he wants to hold it, feel as     much of the angel as possible.

     Belsel's hand finds Sander's,    and he entwines their fingers with the      warmest smile possible when in a situation like this. He finds his lips      too, then, bringing him in for a deep kiss as his other hand goes to slide      along his thigh and hold him there in his position. All he can think about     is how BEAUTIFUL his boyfriend is,    how sweet, how perfect, and how     great he's making him feel. The act may be one he's done so many times      before, but it's still kind of magical like this,    despite his experience. He      keeps him close the whole time, kissing     wherever he can reach until it      becomes difficult to focus on even that. He doesn't want to let him go -- not      ever.

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maybe we should try that beetle guy…

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Gavin.

        ❝I hope it can happen more often,❞ replies the boy         sincerely, because he REALLY does; though he may         JOKE about it a lot, he knows not sleeping is bad for         him, and he truly DESPISES it, despises being so         tired all the time. But now he’s slept, peacefully at         last, and he feels GOOD. ❝I wanna do somethin’         fun. Maybe go out for a while.❞    

     ❛I'd like to go out. I'll take you shopping and we can get dinner. I'll      treat you to something, because I'm feeling generous and I forget      how rich I actually am sometimes.❜ He laughs, sits up and runs a      hand through his hair to flatten it down. ❛I guess we won't be sleeping      much tonight, but that's okay.❜

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Sander.

    it may go SLOWLY,    but that’s the way Sander likes   it; it’s what     he’s comfortable with, and, at least for now,  it’s   ENOUGH for him,     too. He’s    still amazed by      all that Belsel does for    him, by how     incredibly sweet the angel is not only with THIS, but with everything     that is new to the phoenix, and everything that ISN’T.  The hot breaths     upon his arm skin somehow have him  shivering, and he lets out soft,     quiet moans as the angel continues, as the movement goes on – he’d     been sure he’d WANTED it tonight, and he doesn’t regret suggesting it     whatsoever.

     The soft moans urge him on; he sticks with the same pace, taking it      slow but definitely not unsure with his movements. He keeps his lips       close to Sander's neck,    breathing softly against it as he gets into a      good rhythm,    knowing that Sander is okay,   that he isn't hurting him.      He lets out a soft moan into his ear as fingers of one hand slide through       his hair, and then   he smiles against him    and leaves a small trail of      kisses to match the rocking of his hips.

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Gavin.

        ❝…y’always think ‘m the cutest,❞ comments Gavin, brows         raised questioningly,     but expression revealing the playful         nature of the comment.   ❝’m kinda surprised    I slept tha’         long, though. ‘s    –  been a long time.❞    His expression         seems faraway for a   moment then - stuck in the past for a         moment, but then his   smile returns, small as it may be ❝I         feel good, though. I really needed it.❞   

     ❛You did, and this is great. I'm glad about it. If this can happen     more often, I think it'll really be very good for you.❜   He doesn't     mind being there for Gavin to help him sleep. He likes  sleeping      with him,    especially    when he's that adorable.    ❛We can do      anything you want -- I want to spent time with you. Because you     ARE the cutest.❜