#;the protector

[ragtagrunaways]

"i'm not looking for anything serious." (conrad/brett)

"Then we don't take this seriously." A grin danced across his lips, even as he stepped a little further in to Conrad's space. A slight tilt of his head, waiting for some form of reaction. "Casual's a lot easier to deal with, anyway. We get to have a good time without any of the mess that comes with it."

[ragtagrunaways]

gently kissing the other awake (liam/brett)

Sleepy Meme

"Mm?" The sound escaped the back of Brett's throat as he found the other's lips brushing against his own, barely having started stirring when the sensation hit. One hand lifting, reaching to snag a hold of the other's hip, while the other settled for the nape of Liam's neck. When the gentle connection parted, he leaned up to kiss the bridge of his nose before speaking, sleep still thick in his voice. "Didn't think we needed to be up early today."

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"You can stay but your clothes must go." (Brett/Liam)

     “Interesting room rule.” Brett’s voice was easy, no hesitaton in the way his shirt was almost immediately being tugged over his head and thrown toward the other’s laundry basket. Considering this was far from his first time sleeping over at the other’s, well, he figured there was no harm in it. His pants soon being slid off next, all while stalking closer to the bed where Liam was currently. “All of my clothes gotta go for me to stay?”

[ragtagrunaways]

❛  cum for me.  ❜ (liam/brett)

Build the Tension

     Brett didn’t bother answering with words when he heard the other’s husky demand. Instead, the hand he had curled against the back of the other’s neck tightened, while his grip around his own length grew firmer. The loose strokes he’d been offering while teasing the other with look but don’t touch quickly turned in to pointedly chasing his own orgasm. A few moments later and he was groaning the other’s name and painting Liam’s face with his load, and using his grip to make sure he coated the other’s chest as well. 

[ragtagrunaways]

Liam’s scent was thick in the air, and that alone had definitely contributed to Brett’s approach. That, and just a general sense of wanting to bother the other wolf whenever the opportunity arose. Even if things between them had grown in to something steady it didn’t taek away from the excitement. He flashed a wide grin the moment Liam turned his head to face him, stepping in to the other’s space with no hint of shame. Hands falling to hold the other by the hips, while he pressed a kiss just behind his ear. “Only show up for booty calls, huh? You forgetting all the times I’ve let you sleep on me recently, pup?”

( @lamenteris​ )

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One day, he’d figure out what atrocity he’d committed to wind up in his current position, which god he’d managed to offend so deeply, but until that day came, he took everything that was thrown his way. Shield hastily thrown up to counter the swing of the prince’s sword, he let out a low huff. Sword’s and shields suited many, but he’d made it clear his preference lay in something far more arcane, but no. That simply wouldn’t do when it came for Reid’s training. “Surely one of the other paladin’s would make for a more interesting sparring partner, Ser.” He was tired, and dirty, and tired of being dirty. Reid’s parents were not providing nearly enough support for what he was being put through in this place.

@ofvanguards

[magexkiller-blog]

👭 - tevintertemplar

meme ;; Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship [a c c e p t i n g]

headcanon i. lia idolizes ariadne and grows to believe that she is everything that the men and women of the templar order should be. this admiration extends to the way that she fights. when ariadne offers to show lia a thing or two on the sparring grounds at templar headquarters, the magekiller is thrilled (although she tries to disguise her enthusiasm gotta play it cool in front of ari ok). lia spends the days leading up to their first match paying close attention to her technique on the job, making sure she’s flawlessly executing the training passed on to her by nenealeus. she meditates, flows through patterns while making tea, visualizes the way the templar will move. when they are finally in the ring together, it’s the most fun that lia has had in years. ariadne invites lia to join her there regularly. both of them are ruthless, neither willing to let the other win. both respect the other even more after each bout.

headcanon ii. lia and ariadne not only spar, but they start to just work out together. they lift heavy iron weights (lia has to lift a little less than ariadne, but she’ll never admit that), they run through the parkways near the maren family estate (ariadne struggles to keep up with the fleet-footed lia, but lia would never hold it over her). they’ve been approached a number of times to engage in public exercises with some of the soldiers, slaves, and warriors renowned for their victories in the grand proving arena, but ariadne declines because she knows that lia doesn’t enjoy the spectacle. workout time is girl time. it makes them stronger both mentally and physically.

headcanon iii. lia will leave little trinkets that she finds at market on ariadne’s desk while the knight captain is out on business. sometimes a sprig of laurel, carefully pruned and set into a little silver vase. sometimes it is a new wine from antiva that lia hoped they could sample together. fresh olives and other delectable finger foods are also a common thing she’ll sneak onto ariadne’s desk, knowing how terrible she is at remembering to eat when she gets mired in paperwork. the most intriguing thing that lia has ever left for ariadne is a heavy, crescent moon amulet. there is no note or explanation given of its meaning and lia expects nothing in return. she considers these gestures the only ways to thank ariadne for her companionship, without actually having that conversation. words, after all, are not her strong suit.

headcanon iv. after a while, lia begins recognizing some of ariadne’s brothers and sisters in the order when she sees them on the streets of minrathous. she tries to remember each and every one’s name, and considers them friends even if they’ve never spoken. she makes a point of asking ariadne something about each of them so that the next time she sees them, she can know (ser manus… gets a new piercing for every year he’s in the order) or (ser vastus! just acquired a new pet snake.) it helps lia feel like a part of the order. helps her feel closer to her real friend – ariadne.