I finished reading this just as my train pulled into the station, heres my late reply.
AOSHHRHRRNDHEHEHIRITTHGRBNRPOHMYGPD FUCK YES
I love this, i fucking love this so much! Insolent detective analysis my beloved <3
Also may i give you a little suggestion for when they met ala what ive been headcannoning since the start since im abnormal about them.
Kayne and Charlie first met properly in the prison pits (im a fan of the idea that Kayne knows he exists before hand however due to Egypt -thanks Gray).
Kayne is there for whatever reasons you desire, my two go to’s are either that hes wanting to meet the little human whos managed to survived so so many of the Kings interrogations, or to a lesser extent he wanted to catch up with the mortal that took the stone. Either way, prison pits meetcute.
Then in my brain Kayne either tells Lorick to get Charlie out and is the reason for telling him to tell Charlie about a friend with a familiar voice in his head. Due to Kayne and being able to do some timeline fuckery- thanks for the paradox babe.
Or the cana senses the massive rush of magic/energy that Kayne must be and goes there to investigate only to find Charlie.
Then once Charlie is back in the world Kayne just invites himself in randomly and occasionally asking favours until some form of relationship is started, working or otherwise is your choice (we both know its both).
I am ngl I miss Gideon so much. I am languishing without her. I want to put myself into a coma until her next appearance on page and I am clinging to the fact that my htn paperback says she will return in nona the ninth I am so excited to meet nona but at heart I am a Gideon girl and the whole universe can die and it will still be a happy ending if she is there t b h
Five Times Fucked {hit me with those less-than-tender moments, bro}
Send ‘Five Times Fucked” for a drabble about 5 times our muses fucked (not made love...fucked)
1.) Levi and Maries relationship was the worst kept secret in town. Everyone knew they were related, everyone knew Kenny treated them like shit to ‘try and toughen them up’ and everyone knew they were fucking. It of course bugged Levi, but as long as it never got the in the way of his work, no one mentioned it to his face, and everyone left him alone, his lips were sealed on the matter. Also, of course, everyone knew despite his best efforts, and the occasional drop in from Kenny, they were both barely surviving, and Marie certainly wasn’t an eyesore, but the later fact of their illicit relation kept most curious minds at bay, even when Marie herself offered to stand at the corner Levi quickly shut it down. But when a new customer of the usual ladies started rolling into town early spotted the blonde, his ignorance of the fact meant he didn’t stop. Apparently someone pointed over to Levi when the old man began to do some digging; needless to say that man went home with less teeth than when he left.
It was strange, it obviously wasn’t a shy subject of the household, his own mother being rather popular even, and Marie had mentioned trying it more than once, but today, for some reason that had pushed him over the edge. She was hers god damnit, and no one was aloud to take that away from him. When he got home, he found the smaller girl doing her normal tasks, throwing some damp wood on the stove trying to get the fire hot enough, a couple fruits, likely stolen from the vineyard a block away as they didn’t look that rotten on the counter, her blonde curls were held back by a hair band that was stained with oil and dirt, her dress, likewise was stained, but from a distance could pass as simply well used, but even in their squalor, her presence was usually a calming one, but now the sight of her sent something in him over the boiling point.
He stormed over to her, and before she could even get a greeting out, he pushed his lips to hers. It didn’t linger to long though, he had already grabbed her arm with one hand, and the hems of her dress in another. He pushed her over the counter and began to roll up her dress, she was his, she was not for sale, she never will be, and he will not allow any different. He took her then and there on the counter, no fear of the surprise visit of their uncle, no further thoughts were in his mind, not the normal profound sense of worth she granted him, or the deepest most pure form of love, just possession, she was his and that evening he marked her as such.
2.) Being as together as they were, for pretty much as long as either the pair could remember, they were relatively close, which goes without saying. But they were also struggling to survive, which meant that, usually, there wasn’t much spare energy. Which was great for getting along, when either got aggravated with the other, it was typically resolved nearly before it started as one couldn’t survive without the other and accepting that their life was shit and that can come with a shitty attitude sometimes was just part of the territory. Today was a day of shitty attitudes. It was raining, for the fourth day in a row, the creek behind the house was to polluted with mud to get water, the only food they had were apples so rotten the skin peeled off without a knife, and to top it off, Kenny had just visited the day prior, offered Levi a job, which only lead to getting the shit beat out of him followed by a verbal lashing as apparently Kenny had money in that fight.
So it was a quite dinner, both knew life really had just gotten the others skin as of late, and neither of them wanted to be the one to light the fuse of the other. When they had finally slunked off to bed, they made themselves comfortable under the blanket they had to share, not quite in the mood to snuggle apparently as the blanket was pulled taught in its effort to cover both bodies. They hadn’t slept to long, maybe a couple hours, when Levi felt a chill run up his arm, a quick survey showed that he was laying there with no blanket, Marie had apparently pulled the entire thing over for herself. He yanked at it first, but with a calming breath switched to more gently coxing some of the cover over for himself, gaining a sliver and deciding it enough, he covered himself once more. It didn’t last long he had barely closed his eyes until it was yanked from him again. This time he wasn’t able to calm himself and grabbed the cover to forcefully take back his half.
It wasn’t exactly clear who said something first, or if anything was actually said to justify the screaming match that followed. But voiced were certainly raised as they argued less about the blanket, and less with each other, but mostly to release all the pent up frustration. But the poor blanket was still receiving the full abuse as both parties pulled at it corners, the yelling only stopping at the sound of fabric ripping, a moth hole in the center ripping wide open. Then began the blaming, until the blanket was tossed aside and replaced with Maries body being pushed down against the sad mattress. Her hands pushed against his chest, pulling his lips from hers, and nearly pushing him off, but she climbed on top of him with the same force, yanking the old stained shirt he wore to bed up with shaking hands. The position of power switched over many times all the energy saved from not arguing early used for very sinful actions, and the poor blanket, the catalyst of all of this was ruined that night with more than a hole, but was blessed with a stain as well, a shameful reminder to the couple, on top of the bruises and sore muscles the next day.
3.)They made a life for themselves in a new town, the escaped the hell hole that robbed them of so much, gotten their own flat, their own bed, with a boxspring, furniture, dishes, everything. They owned it all, and none of it was stolen, well, most of it, both of them at times discovered old habits die hard and found themselves walking away with the odd thing or two on the occasion, but it was never anything major. But made Levi most happy, was Marie was free to be a girl, do girl things like dress up, wear makeup, go shopping, it usually meant he had to work harder for a bit to indulge like that, but compared to what he had to do before? it was nothing. His boss actually told him he worked to much, and sent him home with pay, he was actually afraid he got fired at first. But he gladly took the sentiment and headed home.
Marie wasn’t there when he arrived, he actually didn’t expect her to be, her and the landlady had grown quite close and she mentioned going to the shops with her. So instead he relaxed by himself, he couldn’t even remember the last time he had an opportunity to do that with nearly no stress. His shower lasted so long, the hot water had started to run cold, he didn’t even know that was possible, figured a city like this had unlimited hot water. He was standing in the bedroom when he heard the front door open, he smiled when he saw familiar blonde curls as she walked into the bedroom. But, she just stood wordlessly in front of him, he tilted his head to try and peak at her face as her head was downcast, instead her hands slammed against his chest and pushed him back against the bed.
The edge of the bed was at the back of his knees causing him to fall back, he went to sit up and ask what the hell was going on, she was already pulling his pants down. Propping himself up on his elbows asking her what was wrong, didn’t help, she was already in the process of straddling his lap and pulling her dress up over her head and tossing it aside. Her lips collided with his and her hips gyrated against him. When he lifted her up and flipped them over, giving up on figuring anything out just yet, she didn’t lay there long, as she hooked her leg around him and flipped them over. Sliding him inside her, she clearly had something to work out, or prove, as not once did she let him have control for a long while.
4.) It was odd being invited to a party. They were used to everyone keeping to themselves, hording their positions for themselves and not willing to let go of single grain. But Levi’s new job apparently held parties for everyone and their families every holiday season. Marie had to drag Levi out to a tailor and get a suit, a luxury he didn’t expect himself to have in his wildest dreams, and of course Marie had the best dress they could get on their budget, the landlady coming over hours in advance with a suitcase of makeup and hair product, her effort earning more than a couple glances.
The party lasted longer than Levi would’ve liked, it was well into the evening, and many of the guests are making themselves rather merry on the free drinks going around. He made his way back to the table with a plate of miniature versions of food on them, and set it front of his partner before plopped back down in his own chair, glaring at a man that had been staring at the blondes chest a little longer than he deemed acceptable. Though the worst was yet revelated to him, when he looked up, he saw Maries cheeks were rather flushed, and two empty long neck glasses on the table already. He let out a long sigh and massaged the bridge of his nose, they had to get out of here.
That was when he felt a pressure on his knee, like something had falling on it, he looked down, the only thing that had falling in his lap was a small pale hand with decoratively painted nails, and it was slowly sliding up his thigh. Soon she leaned in and began whispering in his ear, the free drinks gentlemen brought her, the compliments she received, very clearly trying to stir him up. But he wasn’t going to let her win that easily, he was more tired than anything, but her hand didn’t stop like he thought it would, when she failed to get past his belt, she gave up and began rubbing him through the fabric of his pants, whispering things in his ear that made even him blush. With a growl he quickly stood up from the chair, her hand in his. They found their way to the coat closet, where, as soon as they were out of sight, she squat down with no prompting, his belt and pants unclasped practically faster than he could blink, his already erect member surrounded by her lips. They knew everything about each other, so they wanted to be quick, they could, she very clearly was not going for speed, she was still teasing him, keeping him on the edge but not allowing him to go any further. That was until he decided enough was enough and stopped her motions by holding her head and taking matters into his own hands, the sounds of her sucking and the occasional light gag were much to load for his liking, but she somehow had earned a rather large reward for it, to large it seemed as she wasn’t able to catch it all and it dripped down her chin. While he was in a slight panic, Marie, laughed and grabbed a handkerchief from a random coat pocket and wiped the sticky liquid from her chin and her exposed cleavage, tucking the used fabric back into the pocket it came from as she stood up, a little treat, she called it patting his chest as she sauntered out, apparently receiving what she desired.
5.) It had been a relatively normal work week, but the repetition, while at first an amazing convince and a godsend to both his physical and mental wellbeing, came with its own set of problems as well. He was pent up. It was as simple as that.
When he got home Marie was relaxing next to a pot belly stove, well lit and warm, reading a book, she barely acknowledged him entering. He walked over and grabbed the book from her hands, setting it on the table next to her, he grabbed her arm and guided her to the bedroom. Of course this was meet with plenty of teasing as she allowed her self to be dragged away, but he tossed her onto the bed, his hand firmly connecting with her behind. Earning a yelp from her, and some light questioning, he only answered by dropping his pants to his ankles.
Lifting her skirt up, the sound of his palm connecting with skin made a much louder satisfying clap. Both of Maries round cheeks a stinging red by the time Levi finally felt that coiled spring of tension in his chest loosen, knowing his partner wouldn’t allow him such a simple victory such as this, neither of them rested that night.
