#erinthevampire

[addictiveking]

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She smiled and hugged him tight, “So much….I was so worried about you! Last time you were you got back after a few days but now….”

"I do not leave you so long with the express intent of hurting you." Loki pulled back from Erin, that he might look in her eyes. "I hope you know that."

[mischievousasgardian]

❛ is it too much to say, i miss you. ❜ (pre movie verse)

Loki turned to the woman as she spoke, smiling at her as she approached. “Well, it has certainly been a while. I hope my mother hasn’t kept you too busy.”

[dashing-fandral]

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

Fandral set his mug of ale down onto the oak table he was sitting at, looking curiously over at the woman. He did not immediately recognize her, but then, it was fairly dim in the taverns. He wasn't sure, either, what was troubling her, but if she had sought him out, who was he to turn her away?

“Well then, I’m sure we can do something about that,” Fandral said lightheartedly, flashing her a reassuring grin and beckoning her over to him, “Come here, darling.”

[lafiametta]

Kiss number 7 for Joplittle and that AU we talked about!

I believe you’re referring to this brilliant 1940s AU gifset by @rubysharkruby? For that, I’d be more than happy to try my hand at an “I’ve missed you” kiss! :)

By the time Tom returned, Edward was still asleep, his hair in glorious disarray across the pale expanse of the pillowcase.

After setting the morning papers down on the nightstand, he stood quietly for a moment and simply watched Edward, content to admire the way the warm shafts of sunlight were falling along his skin, and how boyish he looked with his face relaxed into sleep, those thick, dark lashes fanned into half-moons. 

It was a miracle to see him like this, safe and sound in their bed, a world away from the horrors they had witnessed during the war. It was a miracle they had found each other at all, after a year’s separation and the chaos that had come when peace was finally declared, but Edward had somehow managed it, phoning nearly every Jopson in the directory until he finally reached Tom. It might have seemed strange — a naval lieutenant searching for an ordinary sailor — but as they reminisced over pints in a nearby pub, both of them could plainly see that the bond they had formed aboard Terror had not been severed with the war’s end. But a few weeks later, when Edward came to see Tom at his new gig, playing piano in a nightclub on the Edgware Road — that was the night that everything changed. The way Edward had watched him on stage, with barely-concealed hunger in his gaze, and the way Tom had felt it, deep down in the lowest reaches of his belly: it was clear they could never go back to how it had been before. In the alley behind the nightclub, Edward had kissed him, hand wrapped around the nape of his neck as he pulled him in close. Later, in the privacy of Edward’s rooms, they had done much more, finding a closeness and connection that neither had ever dreamed possible. 

Within a month, Tom had moved in, leaving Edward to explain to his rather unobservant landlady that he would be taking on a flatmate to share with the expenses. 

Having taken his fill of watching Edward, Tom shrugged off his coat and draped it over the bed’s brass footboard. The collar must have grazed Edward’s feet — or at least the counterpane-covered lump that appeared to be Edward’s feet — because he began to shift his legs, nose wrinkling into an expression of sleepy annoyance. His eyes blinked open and the expression vanished, replaced by a warm, contented smile. 

“Good morning,” Tom said, as he sat along the edge of the bed. “Fancy going for a fry-up down the road?”

Edward said nothing, only to reach out and tug at Tom’s waistcoat, pulling him closer until he was nearly horizontal. Their lips met softly as Edward offered him a gentle greeting kiss, his mouth opening just enough to remind Tom of all the things they had done together in this bed, some only a few short hours ago. 

“What was that for?” Tom asked, once he finally found the strength to pull away. 

“I’ve missed you.” Edward’s smile was irrepressibly wide, his dark eyes full of something Tom now recognized as love. It was impossible, what they had, and yet here it was, enough to break Tom’s heart a hundred times over if he let it. And he would, he knew — he would risk it all just to have a chance at this kind of happiness. 

He fixed Edward with a disbelieving stare. “I’ve been gone ten minutes.”

“Felt like longer,” Edward said, eyebrows raised playfully.  

“Did it, now?” 

And then it was Tom’s turn to smile, grinning as he leaned down once more to catch Edward’s mouth with his own, their bodies cocooned together in a warm bower of the day’s morning light. 

[send me a kissing prompt]

[engineertilly-blog]

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   Tilly nodded, smiling at the woman and helping her to her feet. The turbo lift at the end of the hall wasn’t too far and then sickbay was a little walk from there. It wouldn’t be too bad. She moved to help the woman sling one arm around her so that she had better grip go steady herself. Slowly she headed for the lift.

[slavetothesection]

If anyone asked why Section 31 kept such a close eye on the Enterprise crew, the answer given was the Enterprise was the flagship of the Federation and it should always have an eye or two on it.  The real answer laid somewhat closer to the fact many, many interesting people called the Enterprise home.  Erin was only one such person, but Leland was assigned to making sure this one became one of theirs.  Keep your allies close and your enemies even closer.  Or, in this case, the vampire no one quite trusted.

It required, unfortunately, a bit of a personal touch.  So Leland approached her on shore leave, when nearly everyone was relaxed.  He offered her a charming smile as he joined her, ordering a drink for himself.  “I couldn’t help but notice you, sitting all alone,” he started, “mind if I join you?”

[theregoesthebellhop]

@erinthevampire

Ricky knew before he’d scheduled his trip that he’d need to be careful with the moon. He planned it all out, locked everything down in his room but... Well, the wolf wanted what it wanted and managed to find his way outside. So the large brown colored wolf trudged along the London streets, minding the lights and noises from shops as he sniffed over various articles. But it was the smell of something rotting that stopped him, causing the large werewolf to pad over behind a building and curiously poke his nose around.

He’d only smelled something like that once before... Smelled like the undead.

[daniellecountessofderby]

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The weather was poor. The heavens had opened and rain was beating down outside. Looking out of the window, Danielle was lost in thought. “It was bright sunshine yesterday. How things change.”