#factiousfcrged

[aeternals]

@factiousfcrged said, ❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

" wish i could say the same, " desiderius tilts his head to the side. the wine in his hand swirls against the edge of the glass in a mesmerizing funnel. when they bumped into each other the first time it was the face that attracted him. that strong jaw and that hard gaze. the more time they spent together the more desi found himself pleasantly surprised by not only how smart amos was but how much the other man got him to think about certain aspects of life long buried. " i was a prisoner once. definitely afraid of that happening again. " a smile accompanies the words but it's meant to hide that small rise of fear the thought brought along with it. " especially considering how i spend some of my free time. "

as soon as his service was over desi took his contacts to fred johnson. mainly because the other soldier had reached out. with his pretty face it was easy enough to get people to talk. those contacts built upon themselves until he'd become somewhat of a savant in things people were looking for. desi wanted out of the game. apparently, the game wasn't quite ready to let go.

on the bright side, it allowed him to help people to get on their feet. children, mostly. a lot of his extra funds were diverted to the education system on tycho.

" what about the other side of the spectrum, though? what makes you happy? what keeps you going? "

[orphanedshadow]

@factiousfcrged asked: "Too many people have opinions on things they know nothing about. And the more ignorant they are, the more opinions they have." Factiousfcrged

"That is at least two opinions, with a third implied. Are you attempting to confess something to me?"

[valiantsword]

@factiousfcrged gets a random starter.

the sun was still over the horizon when they'd started. now twilight was trickling through the windows, cascasing a rainbow of light over their legs. arthur only had the energy to pull the comforter over their waists before pressing his back to amos's chest to pull the other in close.

it was always hard to tell why amos came to him for certain things but he never squandered the opportunity to take care of the other. he didn't know how to be hard or cruel. in fact, he made it a point to do the opposite. slow, tender movements with a rain of kisses over any area of flesh arthur could reach. fingers tangled together for as long as he was allowed.

when he was settled with amos pressed to his chest, arthur slid an arm under the pillow so it could stretch out. his other arm draped lazily over his partner's waist, ready to hug in close. one kiss danced between amos's shoulders. then another. after the third he let his forehead rest against the back of amos's head to feel the way his muscles slowly start to uncoil.

" feel any better? " arthur's voice is hoarse and a little more quiet than normal. " wanna talk about it? "

[wanderingguest]

+ @factiousfcrged​ ( starter call ) muse : Jade Hastings Trigger by Chinchilla

“Did you see me crumble? Did you hear me cry? Cause I’m just fine. And you just lost your mind.”

[fairytaletold]

@factiousfcrged // amos + bambi

"Oh ------ sorry! Sorry." She's blissfully unaware of the fact that this bar is in a bad part of town, something pink and cheerful in her hand. The drink that she's spilled is his -- on him -- and she's already grabbing a handful of napkins and blotting them against his shirt. ( Personal space? Never met her. ) "I'm really sorry!" How many times has she said that now? "Can I get you another?" And hopefully the answer is yes, because she's already flagging down the bartender.

[paramounticebound]

NSFW prompts || @factiousfcrged / [ PUSH ] :  sender pushes receiver against a wall during foreplay. Amos in his dark verse || not accepting.

The air escapes his lungs painfully, rendering his lungs useless, an aching mess of soft tissue behind the cage of his heart. He feels his thoracic spine shudder against the wall, nerves alight up the cervical, into the back of his skull. Shoulder and chest bruising beneath Amos' aggressive touch. Still, he hears the lights thump of his head bouncing against the wall, reverberating in his ears.

It's not a surprise.

The dance they'd been in, lockstep in bloody lockstep, had to end eventually. Too soon it had become stagnant, rotting and spent and this is the natural progression. How his lips bleed, how they ache. How they want and want and want.

Khan, inhaling with lips parted, lets his mouth contort into a sort of smile that tears the wings off of moths. A tongue, gliding over bloodstained teeth, that speaks only one language and he knows now that Amos speaks it too. Grabbing of a fistful of the other man's hair, he wrenches them together, lips against lips in a new dance.

[againholy]

@factiousfcrged said, " if they laugh , then fuck them all . "

desiderius was always sweet enough when he came through town. a lot of laugher, a lot of smiles. no one made him feel at ease quite like the grey. part of that came from actually having someone else to talk to about parts of himself he didn't understand. the magic, for instance. growing up, everyone ignored the moving water or the gusts of air. they ignored his questions about the people he ( thought ) he could see, instead shutting him down.

cael was used to the magician being on his own. this time he had a warder tucked so close to his side he wondered if, maybe, they were inseparable. desi? in a relationship? it'd be laughable if it didn't make so much sense. color him surprised when the invitation came to share a room for the evening. a question about the warder brought apprehension quickly masked away. the only reason he ended up taking the invitation was to feel seen one last time.

the next morning as he drank coffee before his shift at the pub, he found himself with some unexpected company. before long he was explaining to the warder how he knew desi, their history, and parts of his own uninteresting story.

fuck them all, amos said in response to a self musing of leaving for the white tower. it was something mentioned the night before. go to the white tower to see how strong he was. if nothing else, someone might have answers as to what he saw and what he could do.

" easier said than done, i guess, " cael grinned at no one in particular. " if i don't find the answers i'm looking for and i have to come back that kind of affects my quality of life. or else i would've told a bunch of people to fuck off a long time ago. " luckily, he got away with sarcasm since the rest of his personality was crowd friendly. " but it's something to think about. "

[defenderofthespear]

"We already went through this last time. You ended up face first on the floor and a bloody pulp. I, on the other hand managed to do it all without a breaking into a sweat," he says, hands slipping into his pockets. "I'd like to say that the score is in my favor."

"And not just because I've been doing this since before you were born."

( @factiousfcrged )