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What’s your position?
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the only two people germain will get down on his knees for are kami-sama and cardia b.eckford and i guarantee he’s praying to both of them anyways thanks bye
Late birthday Sainty-G!! Umm I totally forgot about his birthday yesterday because I’m a horrible fan but I saw people posting fan art and was like I should draw something… I’m going to practice inking in my sketchbook more often because my ink work sucks
{ ✞ } horclogium·.
“It’s, I mean, It is a strange question, but… do you see me as a woman? Ah, I don’t know how to ask this. It does sound strange, doesn’t it? It’s so strange to me that anyone even sees me like that. Some said I’m attractive, but… I’m not even a human.”
“Ah . . . you’re feeling insecure, Miss Cardia?” His hand on his teacup pauses, gaze quickly flicking up to attempt to meet her own, although he’s not surprised to find her looking away from him. He regards her with a cool expression, a careful deadpan, and cocks his head to the side. “One does not need humanity to be beautiful, dear. Angels are not human, either. That is another discussion, however.” At times, it seems nearly impossible to catch him off guard. It shouldn’t be that much a shock that he doesn’t appear embarrassed to speak his thoughts at all, that being the case. He continues to stare straight at her, the beginnings of a somewhat amused smile pulling at his lips. “That being said, you are a woman in my eyes, yes. And to others, as well. You’re quite attractive. Beyond, actually. I would describe you as ... ethereal, in fact. If I did not know better, I would think you an angel, yourself.”
here we go again. I have maybe 3 icons, 1 tag, and I worked on this blog for 5 minutes however, if you’d be interested in interacting with YA-GAMI LIGHT from D-EATH NOTE, give this a LIKE / REBLOG. One like equals one pray for Light to burn his khakis. One reblog means one centimeter burns.
me, showing up to the botw party almost three years late : hey what’s up !! this is an indie rp blog for PRINCE SIDON ( the legend of zelda : breath of the wild ) & i would be really , really grateful if you could like/reblog this if you’d be interested in writing with me , because i know. zero people in this fandom or who might want to write with someone in it lmao. xoxo thank you , i’m still setting up my blog but ღ written by unicorn !!
Endless Ghibli 55/?
prayerveil said: “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” ► [thighs] / [lick] // ,,,,,, anyways,,, we’re pure, holy men and women of god
[thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse
amen.
Keep reading
me: trying to sound like a class act uwu shipper in post replies
my cat: what if i walked on your keyboard
this is ruining my image
I rlly want to stress that although Germain isn’t like ......... wholly inexperienced (he’s not a virgin, nor is he in the “never been kissed” boat or anything) when it comes to romantic endeavors, it’s also been like thousands of years since he’s had any kind of romantic or sexual content with literally anyone and even then none of it has EVER involved love because he’s never fallen in love before.
Not romantically, anyways, he learned his lesson about falling in familial love through adopting a son and losing him despite his best efforts so like. That’s not to say he hasn’t been infatuated or anything here & there, but he never pursued those feelings because he “knew better” at that point, so the only “real love” he’d ever have in a romantic sense would be his current partner, or Cardia in his route.
Saint-Germain comes OFF as extremely experienced when it comes to having personal relationships (familial, platonic, romantic, etc), but he’s really just bullshitting it I’m gonna be honest with you KJNHMKJHNM
Smut Starters & Symbols
TW: explicit sexual content, some slight humiliation. Feel free to change wording, pronouns, genitalia, etc, to better fit your muse.
Send one of the following SENTENCES for my muse’s reaction:
“You’re so pretty like this.” “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” “Do you want me to take you like this?” “Easy, I don’t want to hurt you.” “Slow down, slow down.” “You can be rough with me, I won’t break.” “I want to suck you off.” “I want to eat you out.” “Did you touch yourself, thinking of me?” “Please, please, touch me.” “I want to bury my face between your thighs.” “I want to touch you all night.” “Please. Please, I’ll beg, I’ll do anything you want.” “You can beg better than that, I think.” “Harder, harder–” “Fuck me until I can’t think.” “I want you to bend me over and fuck me.” “Would you let me take you here? Where anyone might see?” “I don’t usually do this - but for you, anything.” “You have such beautiful thighs.” “Be patient, I’m not going to fuck you dry, no matter how much you beg.” “Beg me for it.” “You were made for this, weren’t you?” “I think you’d stay on your knees all night if I’d let you.” “Ride me. Slowly, that’s it.” “Don’t you dare come until I give you permission.” “Ah-ah. Don’t touch me.” “Touch yourself, go on.” “I want to make you feel good.” “I love it when you moan for me.” “Come on, darling, come for me.” “Come on my fingers, that’s it.” “God, your mouth, please–” “I need you, I need your (mouth/cock/pussy/ass/fingers)–” “Shh, do you want someone to walk in on us with your cock in me?” “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” “I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.” “You’re so fucking tight.” “You feel so good.” “Kiss me, I want–please–” “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come–!” “Please let me come.” “I think I could go again, if you wanted.”
Send one of the following PROMPTS for my muse’s reaction:
[tug] - to pull my muse’s head back by the hair [throat] - to grip my muse gently but firmly by the throat [chin] - to tilt my muse’s chin up to make them look at your muse [kneel] - to kneel in front of my muse [wall] - to pin my muse to a wall [wrists] - to hold my muse down by the wrists [flip] - to flip my muse onto their stomach and hold them down [drag] - to drag my muse into yours’ lap [palm] - to rub a palm against my muse’s clothed groin [rut] - to push a knee between my muse’s thighs, against their groin [mouth] - to mouth at my muse’s groin through their pants or underwear [taste] - to have my muse taste themselves on your muse’s fingers [tongue] - to kiss my muse with tongue [thighs] - to kiss and suck at my muse’s inner thighs [lick] - to go down on my muse [finger] - to finger my muse [breasts] - to fondle my muse’s breasts [booty] - to fondle my muse’s ass [spank] - to spank my muse [restrain] - to tie my muse’s hands to prevent them from moving them [vibrator] - to use a vibrator on my muse [penetrate] - to fuck my muse with a cock, dildo or strap
[pants] - to make my muse come in their pants [facial] - to come on my muse’s face [inside] - to come inside my muse [risky] - to make my muse come where there’s a risk of being heard/discovered [early] - to make my muse come earlier than expected [edge] - to edge my muse/deny them orgasm [beg] - to beg my muse to let yours come
Add ‘reverse’ to any prompt for my muse to perform the action on yours instead! Alternatively, feel free to make up your own prompt even if it’s not on the list!
concept @ myself : DO GERMAIN’S GODDAMN DRAFTS TODAY FUCK
{ ✞ } horclogium.
“S-Saint-Germain…” Not that she’s against it. She’s all in for that. As long as her poison is not acting up, she’ll jump in for all those choices.
He’s really not given the credit he oft deserves, he thinks ; there’s nothing on his expression when he smiles at her that shatters the illusion of anything but wholesome innocence. “Your cheeks have turned a lovely shade of red, Cardia. Catching cold, dearest?”
me, kicking down the door: Y’ALL EVER THINK ABOUT HOW CARDIA IS MORE IMPORTANT TO SAINT-GERMAIN THAN GOD HIMSELF
AND HOW HER OPINIONS OF HIM & HOW SHE SEES HIM IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN HOW HE APPEARS IN GOD’S EYES
AND HOW HER FORGIVING HIM FOR HIS SINS IS LITERALLY MORE SIGNIFICANT TO HIM THAN THE IDEA OF HEAVEN
AND HOW CARDIA IS RLLY AS CLOSE TO HEAVEN AS HE’LL EVER BE
saint-germain 🤝 cardia beckford does god forgive and love everyone except for us because we’re monsters lol
{ ✞ } horclogium.
Words spoken by the count made the Homunculus look at him in surprise. The confusion coloring her teal-colored gaze as she fiddled with her gloved hands. They were traveling now, seeing the vast world full of wonder. However, the biggest wonder was still in front of her - the man whom she gave her heart and soul to, even if her gemstone will never sound in her chest but shine like the night star.
“It’s not that,” the woman shook her head slightly as she stepped forward, extending her hand to put into his and hold it. Yes, her poison still coursed through her body but he never feared her. Saint Germain never turned away from her, accepting her cursed touch and calling her ill-fated skin warm. “I want to understand you, Saint Germain, I want to know you. That includes the things that make you happy and afraid. If you tell me, I will be happy.”
His hand was so big compared to her. Just a single touch like this was making her feel thrilled inside, Even through gloves, she could feel the warmth of his hand. The gentle yet strong grasp, such a secure and sweet feeling. “Is there something worrying you? I will always listen.” A tender smile graced her doll-like face, showing that she was open to any of their discussion.
The look of surprise on her face is amusing and pure : her response garners a chuckle out of him as he moves his fingertips up to brush his bottom lip, abandoning the gesture to muffle the laugh halfway through. He supposes it’s to be expected. Even after everything they’ve been through, he’s still an enigma to her in many ways. As open as she is with herself, he knows he has not always returned that in kind. Old habits die hard, as they say.
“Hmm? You have a way with words, Cardia. You needn’t flatter me.” The tone of his voice makes it clear he’s only teasing. In truth, her interest in him, though he is not used to opening himself to others, makes him feel happy. He’s unused to unbiased scrutiny and the honesty behind her intentions. The fact she wishes to know of him simply because she loves him is heartwarming. “Be careful what you wish for. The deeper you go, the more confusing I may be, at times. I’m a very contradictory sort. But something tells me you may enjoy unraveling the mystery of my being.”
Finally, he pulls her hand closer to him, intertwining their fingers and squeezing her palm by his side. He shifts his gaze from her beautiful face, out to the less beautiful, but still striking sight of the flowers surrounding the abandoned church before them — which, notably, he refused to enter. After a moment, he pulls her along as he makes his way along the path around it. “There is nothing wrong. Perhaps I’m simply contemplative. I do not often tell you of myself, but I’d like to, if you wish to listen. I suspect you would not think it, knowing of me what you do, but I have always had a great many doubts. I’ve no true confidence in myself ... nor in those who lead me.” He’s vague, but he suspects she will understand. “Have you ever wondered the reason I often bring us to visit holy sites, but never venture to step foot in them, myself? I pray, but rarely at an altar...” He narrows his eyes, thinking. “I claim holiness, but follow the orders of someone I no longer believe to be holy, perhaps never believed in fully. I fear judgement from the orders she has given me that I have carried out. From God, from you, from myself... from this world. There are pieces of me that scare myself, to think I may never be able to redeem from the things I’ve done.”
thinking about modern day germain bc his immortal ass isn’t going anywhere makes me choke bc like Nothing would change about him except a tweak to his wardrobe... and even then the tweak would be minimal bc the steampunk aesthetic is still there so it’d just be like......... he wears more modern suits and maybe ends up growing his hair out long enough to put it into a v neat bun or smth
but like his entire mansion and stuff would still be pretty victorian and have pieces of the past from all the different centuries he’d lived in
no matter the time period, saint is rlly just the local cryptid everyone’s like “whoa he’s retro” n he’s like “bitch u have no idea lol :)” KJNHMKJHNM
