#dominicus

[shifuaang]

I made myself a key whilst rereading GtN. The planet assignment is largely based on this incredible write-up from a few years ago. The stars represent House colors, and the side texts are House necromantic specialties. If anyone is interested in a different version with the planets arranged in a line closest and furthest from the sun/Dominicus, I could work on that. :)

[theadventuresofwetlandsman]

When I was reading "GtN" the first time, I wondered who the cohort was fighting if all of the Dominicus system was under Jon's direct control. I wondered what alien species would be revealed in the future books! Do you think that there are non-human sapient aliens in the universe of "The Locked Tomb"? I wonder what dire, monstrous bellicose beast Matthias Nonius died fighting, far from the bowels of the Ninth House?

[dutchjan]

12-04-2026

[lunaetis]

@dominicus asked :

"can i have another?" like she hasn't already peppered kisses all over their face. "and another?" endless, needy, fathomless avarice. "no, don't turn away, i need another kiss. or two. or a hundred."

unprompted. || always accepting

─「エデン」─  the TRAILBLAZER was usually the one who resorted to showering her beloved with affection. it was more often than not that she was the greedier of the two when it comes to physical affection that ranged from hugs, cuddles, nuzzles, to barrage of kisses she bombarded onto her lover. today, however, just when she was trying ( and failing ) to curb that overwhelming need to shower them with her ATTENTION, resorting to a few ( read : a lot of ) soft, chaste kisses she placed all over their face, it was then they voiced their request that took her by surprise.

                " someone is needy today. " it wasn't a complaint, not at all, far from it. her lips pressed to their cheek, then moved to the corner of their lips while her arms coiled tighter around their waist, pulling them closer. surely, if she had a TAIL, it'd be wagging so hard, smacking against the ground with how delighted she was to have her attention be demanded by her beloved.

                " did you miss me that much ... ? " a kiss. " i missed you too ... " and another. on the lips. " ... you're always on my mind ... i missed you ... " a kiss to their jaw, then the chin, and back on the lips. her arms wrapped around them intimately, though being careful not to exert too much strength to hurt them. warm and soft. sunday was always felt right in her arms. like this was where they belonged. right here, with her, always.

                " ezra ... " their true name dripped from her lips as they hovered close to their ear, giving another tender peck to the soft wing just behind it. the TRAILBLAZER resisted the urge to nip, opting to heave a soft exhale that almost felt like her attempt to hold back from gobbling them all up. " i love you ... i'll give you everything. a kiss. a hundred more. " she carefully shifted, guiding their face to hers and letting their golden hues meet under the soft light.

                " don't you know ? i'm all yours to do with. "

[deadn30n]

"look at me." / for blade :3

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 . // accepting

bandaged fingers, which had woven themselves through the thin fabric of his sheets, unfurl gradually in the wake of another shiver that wracks his body. he's heard them loud and clear: look at me -- it's not a request, it's not a suggestion. it's a command. && it's one that Ren is all too happy to indulge, for who could he possibly be to deny the one that made him feel this way? who has shown him that they were more than meets the eye?

to anyone else, they might assume Sunday was nothing more than presence that lurked just underneath Ren's shadow. an entity that followed him through every assignment they were given without so much as a peep of objection. a decoration at his side, even, like the tassle hanging from his ear.

but Ren knows better. knows better than anyone could guess. through observation, through direct interaction, through tongue and teeth and swollen lips, he knew Sunday as intimately as he knew himself, && they were everything he bargained for... and more.

in truth, Ren doesn't even remember closing his eyes in the first place. it was quite possibly a natural reaction to allow himself a better opportunity to absorb the sensations brought upon him by his partner. but now, as carmine eyes unveil themselves once more to the world and peer through a haze of lust, he sees clearly the person before him, crowned in a halo of the bedroom's dim lamplight.

his eyes cannot stray -- will not stray, caught on Sunday like a bird trapped in a cage. ( how poetic, when Sunday is oft the one compared to a hapless bird ). he trades sheets for hips, each palm curling around the sharp jut of bone. Ren's gaze is locked on where their bodies are connected -- the way Sunday lifts their hips, just to slam right back down again until Ren is buried up to the hilt.

with a tilt of his head && the half-part of his lips, Ren arches his back as he fights down the desire to take control. Sunday wanted to be in charge this time, and Ren was all too happy to relinquish the reigns to them, especially when the outcome became something like this. so rather than give into his instinct, Ren is careful in keeping himself away from temptation and focusing instead on the joining of their bodies.

&& Sunday had what they asked for -- Ren's eyes no longer lay closed, but stayed fixated upon them like a predator to prey, hungry, carnivorous, a storm of desire raging in their ruby depths.

[d0wnlll]

Domestic violence in Penacony

[midokai]

     she takes it as an open invitation,    @dominicus lounging around like that in what she assumes must be a miserable state:     it’s not a hard concept to deduce really,     when they seem plagued by something     /     it’s written all o’er their face     &͟.     so she has brought it upon herself to be a source of distraction     &͟.     what better way than to walk all o’er them?     she’s careful where she places her paws after she makes her way unto the couch,     each step gentle ‘til her paws are directly situated on their chest.     &͟.     she stares.     stares.     stares.     ‘til finally,     a yip.     //     ♡! 

[kayoroi]

[   . . .   ]               ❝   did   you   . . .   want   some ?   m'sorry ,   i   didn't   hear   you .   ❞   however ,   there's   a   dilemma   -   he's   put   it   in   his   mouth   already ,   several   times   at   this   point   /   as   one   would   do   with   a   lollipop ,   obviously .   (   it's   coated   with   his   spit ,   perhaps   he   shouldn't   offer   it   :   they've   kissed   before ,   exchanged   saliva   many   a   time ,   but   that's   different .   )   ❝   i   could   . . .   buy   you   one ?   or   -   you   could   have   this   one   . . .   if   you   don't   think   it's   nasty   that   i've   put   it   in   my   mouth .   ❞

                    [  @dominicus .   ]