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[definitelynotscott]

December Recs - Day 6

@askdragonbladetalon wrote underneath, underneath as a response to a Pacific Rim AU ask meme and it turned out so well. The way Talon, Ezreal, and Lux mesh is done really well and I love Lux’s planning/plotting. A very good story.

[definitely-not-altair]

Talon stares at his counterpart for a few minutes in absolute silence, then shuffles closer. He moves with a distinct lack of his usual predatory grace, awkward and unsure, stopping in right in front of the other Talon. Silently, he regards the other, then leans down and kisses his forehead. There. Kissing Day has been appropriately celebrated.

“Oh...”

[ladybuvelle]

Talon kisses her on the cheek. It's a swift little kiss, brief and chaste, but he follows it up with an equally quick smile when he's done.

“...?!”

Sona held her cheek.

[ladyem-s-grimoire]

✎

Send ✎ and I’ll draw our muses together.  

(NOT accepting)   

[twintaiiled]

“ look, i don’t even want the muffins. ”

— ❝ the fuck u doin’ here then ? ❞ —

[viperanoxia]

"Hey. Hey, Cass. When you take your clothes off, are you snaked?"

“Have you been spending time with Darius? Perish.”

[alcyone-guardian]

“Knifes do break and lose sharpness, no? So you do run out of knife. Stardust now? that’s another story.” You don’t run out of stardust, you run out of starguardian. “Why am I giving you the time of day again?”

@askdragonbladetalon

[noxianhand]

❛❛ I’m going to be frank, && say I have zero attraction to you. So this is a mistake. ❜❜

bitter soulmate prompts | @askdragonbladetalonnot accepting.

when he looks at the fateful string between them, he assumes them to be meant as a familial bond, something beyond blood and more akin to affinities. it’s ludicrous to some that anyone would take the red string to have platonic meanings, but when he looks at the young assassin, all he can think of is of the brotherly affection he feels towards him. so this thing, this word of folklore that speaks that they both should be lovers falls deaf to the ears of the might.

so deaf that when talon suggests attraction, he laughs and laughs heartily. it’s hard to rip such an honest sound of the might, but then again, talon has earned his place as his second brother in his mind -- as part of his tightly-knit pack. “and you think i care about that? you think that after defying fate for so long i’d listen to this?” he lifts the hand of the bond, where the string falls from. there’s no derision, nothing but playful chastising as he continues, other hand coming to the thick of the assassin’s mane, ruffling at it.

                                      “i thought you’d know me better, boy.”