#askharrietdresden

[esperacchiusxvodkaxandguns]

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Sanya and Harriet would have be fucking right after a battle. They would have gotten back to her apartment, and they wouldn't have even bothered getting cleaned up. The minute her wards were in place he would launch himself at her, pushing her up against the door and kissing her. It would quickly descend to clothes being ripped off and Sanya running his mouth over all of the wounds; every scratch and burn and bit of road rash that Harriet had managed to accumulate during the fight. He would continue kissing her and licking her wounds as he lifts her up and fucks right against the door. After he would take care of the wounds from the battle and any scratches and bites and hickies he may have left on her. He doesn't loose control and mark his partners very often, but it's usually after a battle. 

[esperacchiusxvodkaxandguns]

Dibs!

Thank you lovely. DIBS RIGHT BACK. 

[esperacchiusxvodkaxandguns]

Surprise!

12) A Valentine's Day kiss 

Sanya and Harriet had been up all night working on the details of the case. The had the who, and the what, and where, they just needed the why. Granted, they had a much better chance of figuring out the motive when they were both sober, but right now all the beer bottles littering Sanya's motel room just made him want to take them out side and use them for target practice. They were getting nowhere. Somewhere, a clock chimed midnight. Sanya ran his hand through his hair, frustrated. 

"Ve are getting novhere vith zhis." He stared at the pictures on the table, trying to find a pattern. The pictures of the victims were swimming before his eyes so he shut them. 

He felt a warm pressure on his cheek and glanced over to Harriet, who was comfortably drunk. 

"Happy Valentines Day." She said. 

[headofthecouncil-blog]

[Text] Have you told your Merlin that he's been replaced by McCoy in my world yet? Take a picture when you do.

[Text] McCoy!

[Text] McCoy wouldn't know how to run the council if the /Original/ Merlin cme to him and told him!

[Text] This is not possible...

[Text] *Came

[esperacchiusxvodkaxandguns]

[Text] I'm not sure if I'm going to tell him, Charity. What if he doesn't want kids?

[text] Whoever he is, he should be honored to have kid with you. And if he doesn't want to be a father, I'll convince him. 

[esperacchiusxvodkaxandguns]

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Gender: He was assigned male at birth and identifies as male. He's never questioned it and always felt right in his gender. 

Sexuality: Sanya is pansexual. If he sees a pretty person, he'll admire them. If he really thinks they're pretty, he'll go for it. 

Romantic: He's panromantic too, but after the whole Rosanna thing it's going to take a while for him to trust another person at that deep level again. Rosanna was his first everything, and he's never really had another real relationship since then. He's willing to give it a try if he meets the right person though. 

[spellslingereva-blog]

(Character shame) I make it very hard for pretty wizards to concentrate.

*buffs nails* Ah yeah, true true. 

[spellslingereva-blog]

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Eva opened her eyes and reached up to touch the hibiscus in her hair, then grinned up from her beach chair at Harriet. “You’re such a romantic.” Though she was grinning and sat up enough to roll over to tan her back too. A little summer heat at the beach with her lovely lady was a perfect vacation.