#edwardemberpants

[blackk-onyxx]

Crystal seemed rather... reserved as she typically would be. Yet the stings slowly started to ache she long journeyed scars. Even slight discomfort which was.... unusual. Without hesitation this called her to recollect her last prayer. To her savior, is would've be a long while.

To Crystal's dismay she gave a deep sigh.

Looking out window she knew her want for sleep is damn near nonexistant, but their journey only the start of this city she didn't have any fond for. Within the camp ground, she swiftly took silent steps, darting out the window like a gently breeze to be mistaken for as. Quickly landing onto of the cabin-like forms they stayed in.

"Offering.... but where..." She muttered softly to herself. This... search made her wonder, even that, she still couldn't help but be taken aback when she hears another familiar voice.

[redeyesfangsandmagic]

KASSANDRA m/f 7 than 5 @lusty_rogue (my nsfw blog~)

@lusty-rogue

Kassandra normally didn’t go out much but when she did she normally went home alone, however that wasn’t the case that night . She met him and went back with him to her place soon finding herself on her bed naked and him eating her out his hand gently caressing one of her breasts. The night continued to be filled with passion as she found herself later on in the night kissing him and riding his cock while he caressed her ass. “Oh fuck this is the best night I’ve had in a long time”She managed to say,moaning before she continued to kiss him. 

[thetwinsofgodsandtwodamned-blog]

Protect me, Love me? (Closed rp)

@edwardemberpants

Melaine pushed open the bar door and walked inside, heels making no noise even as she walked across floorboards over to the bar where she flashed the bartender a smile and ordered the fruitiest drink they had before turning and scouting the bar. Now where was. . .there he was~ Upon spotting Edward, she turned and grabbed her drink which was now made before she walked over to him. Hips swaying.

She stood to his side and gave him a smile, gesturing to one of the free chairs at his table

“Can I sit?” she asked, tucking some hair behind her ear. “Or are you waiting for someone?”

[sacredtempest]

Birds with Strange Feathers

The humans like to use the phrase ‘like a needle in a haystack’ to describe something that was lost or hidden among a lot of similar shapes, right? Then what phrase would they use to describe someone in Noxian clothes browsing through a crowded Ionian market? A lance in a haystack? A sword in a stack of needles? 

Janna hummed to herself from her perch in the trees, watching the strange man who seemed to suffer from an astounding lack of survival instincts. What would happen first? Would the Ionian baker woman throw the hot tea at the cloaked man? Would the blade smith eyeing him across the road use one of his forged creations to incite a fight? That was an awful lot of tension in such a small space and the Guardian was staring with rapt focus. 

The cloaked man moved by a stand selling colorful birds as pets. Janna leaned forward. The merchant sneered and pointedly did not approach. The cloaked man lifted a gloved hand. Janna’s eyes widened. She held a breath she did not need. 

Oh. Oh no.

He just gave that bird scritches and it let him. Nuzzled into his hand.

That was too sweet. 

Now she couldn’t just watch until the Ionians decided to forcibly eject him from the market. How could she abandon someone with such a soft spot for birds? 

With a determined look in her eyes, Janna pushed off the rooftop she had been lounging on and darted down to stand behind the apparent Noxian. She could be the temporary Guardian to a mortal, right?

@edwardemberpants

[beforewewerehopeless]

@edwardemberpants <3′d for a thing

          Drinking. It was her way of numbing the pain. Of forgetting the horrors she had lived through.  It was simple really. Lucifer Morningstar wanted her as his bride. You see, centuries ago, her family had made a deal. They had become the first ever witches to roam the earth. In return, they had sworn that when a daughter born with the power of blood, she would be his. She would have his son. She, would help him take over Heaven and the world below.      

        All that chaos? It was slowly breaking the witch. So, today, much like any other, she found herself drinking away her sorrows. Today, she found herself sitting alone in a bar, wondering if there was any chance that maybe it could all end. Maybe, she could find a way out. Maybe, she could have just one day that didn’t make her want to SCREAM. 

       She downed her fourth glass of whiskey before combing hands throughout those messy brown locks. That’s when she saw the stranger before her. That was when an eyebrow raised, as amber hues narrowed in. “Can I help you with something, love?” She questioned, as her mind began to wonder if Lucifer had once more sent one of his minions after her. 

[praisethcsun-archive]

*sneaks up and puts a sun flower on his head and sneaks away*

“...this is nice!”

[thebloomingrosefamily]

@edwardemberpants

{🌹}; A blush forms on her pale cheeks when her head was raised by the male’s fingers.

They were gentle and caring despite his manly features.

“Thank you...and just tea would be fine really. Alcohol has no effect on me...” she admitted, her gaze averting his as she became shy to meet them.

[little-jester-adventures]

"a little kiss?"

“Always my love.” She said and pulled him into a hug. Giving him a loveing kiss.

“I love you.” She whispered and kissed him again.