#faithsgate

[casino-lights]

I gifted my lovely @faithsgate a portrait of her DBH oc Kate Anderson-Reed from the amazing, talented, ultra-kind @theknifegame, and I’m honestly floored by how beautiful this piece is. Nika does absolutely stunning work - if you haven’t commissioned her yet, go do it!

[another-bryk-in-the-wall]

ahaha what if...you wrote about diana and j*seph makin out in the bliss ahaha just kidding ....unless 😳

holy shit I kinda went off topic

Summary: Diana and Joseph eat weed Bliss brownies and feel the impact of their love

Warnings: drug use, so much fluff and maybe angst

In this very moment, the world did not exist around them. One Bliss brownie too much for both of the lightweights and the world melted away in front of their eyes, leaving them exposed to their raw feelings. Lust, love, rath, jealousy of past moments. Past moments they could not live in anymore, open wounds and tear stained cheeks.

A touch, a breeze of the wind, was enough to set them both off. Off into their own world. The colours mixed together, Joseph and Diana melting into one, becoming one, splitting apart and mixing together again. But one thing never changed - how much they wanted to be together, no moment apart anymore.

As the music from far away yet so close guided their heartbeats, feral to their bones. Pumping blood through their systems, their vision so blurry as all they could hold on was each other.

“I need you.”, Joseph breathed out, cupping Diana’s melting cheeks, a weak attempt to keep his love in place, spilling on the floor, around in the air. She was everywhere and nowhere. Life and death, so close and yet so far.

“I need you too.”, Diana replied, sounding as if she was standing behind him, angel wings jittering his system. 

Nobody needed them more than they needed each other. Every kiss was done as if it was their last, as if he was dragged into the war to die by the bullet of an enemy. Bleeding out while he was thinking of the comfort of home, the warm puddle of blood reminding him of her sweet embrace.

“Joseph.”

“Diana.”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

Love, love, love. All you need is love. Love is all you need. The Beatles sang about it in 68, but the voices echoed for so much longer. Deep into their hearts as lips and teeth crashed together, holding onto each other as if falling apart would mean the universe would crumble. But they were each others worlds after all.

When Joseph was a kid, he always prayed to an angel at night. To send him the nicest person in the world, so sweet, chocolate would feel bitter on his tongue after her kiss. And now she was in his arms, well, alive and blinking - something he couldn’t say about everyone he loved in his life. A chance to glaze over every sin he had committed in his life. But without these sins, he would have never met Diana. She came into his life, crashing like the meteor 65 million years ago, taking everything with her, including his heart.

The taste in his mouth was unique. Something Diana could not describe. When she first met Joseph, she jokingly referred to his scent as a mixture of “bad choices, weed and disappointment”. Tonight, she won’t fall asleep without the oh so familiar scent next to her. So many women and men before Joseph had taught Diana lessons for her life, but nobody had taught her how to love. Joseph was new and raw, throwing salt into her open wounds to make them stay open, giving them more time to decide how to heal. Leaving scars all over, of faint memories of past mistakes. 

As her cherry lipstick slowly smeared off her lips, the two came back into the harsh reality. Still alone in his little cottage on the island, hours, if not days had passed. But it didn’t matter to them. They had each other, in hunger, in thirst, in love and in pain. Walking through life together, no matter which boulders were crashing down into their paths. They had each other. From now until the end of the time. Until the Collapse would take away everything ugly from this world, leaving them together with themselves. Diana and Joseph couldn’t wait for this day.

[statichvm]

may i have the nsfw asks nr 20-30 for miss max pls

20.) If they could have sex with anyone, living or dead, who would it be?

Max kindly requests Rihanna call her at her nearest convenience.

21.) Have they ever had a threesome? If not, would they?

She has! Max has a few poly verses, and also had threesomes before the outbreak. She’d be open to having one again.

22.) Do they/would they use sex toys?

In no outbreak and before the outbreak, Max actually had a decent collection going! Mostly different vibrators, but she also enjoys bondage so she had different cuffs and restraints. Nowadays she is not brave enough to stick a 20 year old dildo anywhere no matter how many times it’s been cleaned and honestly that’s probably for the best.

23.) Have they ever given someone a dirty text/letter/picture?

If you date Maxine, know that she will send nudes when she’s bored. She doesn’t care where you are or what you’re doing. You will look at her tits. That’s just life.

24.) Would they have sex with their best friend?

Listen, depending on the verse, she has. In no outbreak, she’s had casual sex with Maura a few times since they’d been living together.

25.) Is there anything they do after sex? (ex: smoke, eat, drink, cuddle)

If smoking is an option, she’ll smoke first. Otherwise it’s straight to cuddling. The literal moment she’s done, she becomes so fucking clingy that it’s hard for her partner to leave the bed.

26.) What is something that will never fail to get them horny?

Max has a voice kink and her partners are very aware. Do not whisper in her ear. She’ll fucking die.

27.) Do they prefer morning sex or night sex?

Honestly, Max just likes sex no matter the time, but it usually works out that she has more sex at night.

28.) What is their favourite body part on the opposite sex?

Arms. Definitely arms.

29.) What is their favourite body part on the same sex?

Lips! She loves women’s lips.

30.) Do they watch porn/read dirty magazines?

Not really. Even before the outbreak, she had a pretty vivid imagination and could usually manage to get off on her own fantasies alone.

[foofygoldfish]

SHIP BREAKDOWN FOR ALICE/FAITH PLS AND THANK

How did they they meet?

In line at Lorna’s - Faith wanted a candy bar, Alice wanted to flirt, Faith got her candy and Alice got a phone number lol

Who developed romantic feelings first?

Faith, I think - Even with her knowledge that Faith was in the cult, Alice treated her differently - like she was normal.

Who is their biggest “shipper?”

Sharky Boshaw. 100%. (Hurk isn’t far behind)

When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

On a date up in the Whitetails - They went on a short hike up to an observation/fire tower, and watched the sun set. It was ~romantic

Who confessed their feelings first?

Alice. She was a liiiiitle high on pain meds when she told Faith she loved her lol

What was their first official date?

They went to the 8-Bit for dinner!

How do they feel about double dates/group dates?

They’re open to them, but unfortunately, before the bombs drop, not many people are willing to go on a double date that involves a Herald…

What do they do in their down time?

Lots of movie marathons and hikes!

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

OOOOF. Okay so… Faith’s parents are dead, Alice’s dad is dead, and she cut her mom out of her life. So the closest would be uncle Thomas (he loves Faith) and the Seed brothers, which… Yikes.

What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

I haven’t figured out specifics, but it was definitely over cult stuff - they decided shortly after that that they wouldn’t talk about the cult when they were together. they both slip up at times, but they try.

Which one is more easily made jealous?

Faith. 100%

What is their favourite thing to get to eat?

Pizza!

Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position?

They’re both very cuddly, but Faith is the one that likes to be constantly touching Alice in some way 

Are they hand holders?

Absolutely lol

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

Roughly a year after they started dating - they’ve literally slept together a few times, but it’s not until they meet to talk over a fight they had that they actually sleep together.

Who tops?

Alice lol

What’s the worst first they’ve ever gotten into?

....first?

Who does the shopping and the cooking?

Alice shops, Faith cooks!

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

They like to say they live in organized chaos (really, it’s hollywood messy - a few things strewn around the house, but overall it’s pretty tidy)

Who proposes?

In most continuities, Alice!

Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?

Joint! Adelaide decided it was easier to just have it be one big party lol

Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

Oh god what did I decide for this - Mary May (Alice) and Jane (Faith), with Hurk, Hudson, Grace, and Claire for Alice, and Elizabeth, Kim, and Carolina for Faith!

Big Ceremony or Small?

No-bombs au: first wedding was small, second was medium-large (basically the entire town lol)

My version of canon: Small, with a decently sized party after

Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?  

No bombs au? They go to California for a week, and then to Hawaii for another week!

Do they have children? How many?

Oh lord do they have children - they’ve adopted four (caro, claire, briar, eloise) and alice has had staci “help” with two (david and baby nick)

[honesthearts]

all the even numbers for the otp asks for an otp of ur choice 👀👀

Ok so, I picked through these, because some don’t really apply to them.

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Sierra & Benny

2. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Definitly Benny. He’ll pull every trick to make sure she stays a little longer as well.

4. When they can’t sleep, what do they do?

Take a wild guess.

6. Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile?

BENNY. Sierra regularly deprives herself of sleep and will pass out as soon as she closes her eyes.

12. Who does the hands-over-the-eyes “Guess Who” thing?

Benny does, and that earns him an elbow in the ribs.

20. What do they argue about the most?

How Sierra’s reckless and throws herself into danger for the sake of adventure without thinking about her well being.

24. Who’s the better cook?

Neither of them cook tbh.

34. Do they go on dates? What are they like?

They go to the Tops and watch people perform, and have dinner.

36. Which one is the secret snuggler?

Benny, but it’s no secret.

40. Who is the most affectionate?

B e n n y.

42. What is their favorite feature of their partner?

Sierra likes his eyes and hair. Benny likes her smile… and her boobs.

44. What are their nicknames for each other?

Benny calls her normal nicknames like honey, baby, sweetheart,etc. Sierra calls him baby just not in front of people.

46. Who initiates kisses?

Both, but Benny does it slightly more often.

48. Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first?

Benny. He tells Swank and… well that’s pretty much it he doesn’t have a lot of friends. Sierra then tells the companions and they’re all like “Seriously? That guy?”.

[outranks]

very nsfw; joe giving u a lil smooch on the forehead uwu

pls this is too nsfw uwu

but this is the content we were missing from the scene in the bliss

[casino-lights]

Kinktober Day 1 - John Seed x Mari Roosevelt

@faithsgate and I are undertaking @lustyargonianmaid‘s Kinktober prompt list this year! To kick it all off, we have her very own Mari Roosevelt and John Seed, doing things Joseph would certainly not approve of.

01. Mutual Masturbation

It began as a joke. John was pacing through his bedroom, back and forth in front of the bay window, talking at Mari as she sat on the bed with one leg hooked over the other. He went on and on, ranting about the latest lecture he got from Joseph.

“It’s not fair,” he insisted petulantly, gesturing vaguely with his hands. “Why should he care so much about ‘fornication’ when he was in Diana’s bed six days after their first meeting? Six! I honestly don’t know if I should be impressed with Joseph or concerned for Diana.”

Mari winced. “Ouch.”

“Yes! Ouch is right! Ouch for us, since someone can’t keep his nose out of his brothers’ business. I don’t see him scolding Jacob for fraternizing with his own prisoner.”

“Wasn’t I technically your prisoner when you started giving me those bedroom eyes, John?”

He stopped in his tracks and glowered at her. “That,” he spat, “was different.” Then, under his breath: “You aren’t an inbred hick like she is. I really, really wish Diana had gutted her right there. But no, Jacob just had to go between them to protect his little whore.”

Mari tsked quietly. “My, my, Johnathan. If your brother could hear you talk like this…”

“Oh, don’t you start too.” He sighed bitterly and resumed pacing. “How two women with the same sweet name could be so wildly different is baffling.”

“Hey, I have an extra N.”

“And that is why you are superior,” he said with a sly smile.

Mari returned the expression. “You charmer.”

“It doesn’t make sense. Why should Joseph feel the need to police my personal life?” He shook his head, scowling at the floor. “I am perfectly capable of being responsible with my relationships. He’s treating me like a naughty child. Honestly, telling me I’m to have no physical contact with you… ridiculous. ‘You should not touch each other, John,’” he sneered in a mockery of Joseph’s voice before groaning loudly and sitting on the sill of the bay window. “He’ll have to do better than that. He didn’t say we couldn’t touch ourselves, now, did he?”

He and Mari shared a grin before his expression fell again and he sighed. “Just because he hasn’t had sex for seventeen years, he thinks I shouldn’t have sex for seventeen years? Seventeen… my god, how did he even survive that?”

“Maybe that’s why he’s so, uh… insistent about this,” she suggested.

“You know, you’re probably right. It’s been so long, he’s downright forgotten what it’s like to be desired.”

“But, hey, like you said… he didn’t say we can’t touch ourselves. If you catch my meaning.” A smirk teased up the corner of her lips, and John followed it with his eyes.

He arched an eyebrow slowly. “Mari. You little minx.”

“What? I’m playing by the rules.”

John rose to his feet and crossed the room in three strides, his shadow stretching over her as he stood before her at the foot of the bed. “Why, yes, my dear, you are.” He leaned over her until she was lying all the way back, pressed against the bed, and he placed one hand on either side of her before meeting her collarbone with his lips.

“What Joseph doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” he purred in between kisses, trailing heat from her neck to her jawline. He kissed the corner of her mouth as her hands worked at the buttons of her shirt, and once she was free of the offending garment, John brought his lips down between her breasts. He kissed the length of her torso, stopping just shy of her waistband, where he forced himself to pull away from her with a sharp, exasperated exhale.

“No,” he whispered, more to himself than to her. “I should be… good. I should be good. But you, oh, god, I could tear you apart right now.” His voice bordered on a growl before he sighed, defeated, and sat up straight beside her on the bed. “Damn this. All these… rules, all these trials of his…”

“Babe,” Mari began as patiently as she could, “please stop bringing up your brother in bed. It’s… getting concerning.”

John looked almost hurt for a moment before his expression shifted and he laughed, dropping his forehead into his hand. “Oh, Mari, what a pair we make. You, enduring me… and here I wanted to give you a nice evening tonight.”

She laid her hand atop one of his. “What’s stopping you?”

His eyes flicked down to her chest before returning to her eyes. “Well… if we can touch ourselves… nothing, I suppose.”

When they shared a look of silent agreement, John stripped his shirt off and began working at his belt while Mari shimmied out of her pants and underwear before positioning herself on the bed, spread eagle, with one hand tracing slow circles on the inside of her left thigh.

John wet his lips as he eyed her hungrily, but he focused on his pants - since it was just a tad difficult to remove oneself from jeans that tight - until he was free from them. He let Mari get an eyeful of the sizable bulge in his satin briefs before he removed those as well, letting his cock spring to full attention.

“I have to admit,” he said in a lower tone, grazing his teeth across his lower lip, “I certainly do wish I was inside you right about now.”

“Tough shit,” Mari replied with a smirk and a shrug.

“Mmm. You want to be difficult, do you?” John traced a single finger up his length, swiping a bead of precum away with his thumb. “I can be difficult too.”

“You’re too horny to be difficult,” she answered, slipping one finger inside herself. “Aren’t you, John?”

As he watched - and terribly envied - her finger, he curled his fingers around his girth and slowly moved from the base to the head. “Should we have a race?” he teased with a crooked grin. “Whichever of us finishes first has to… I don’t know… do a chore or something?”

“As if you have any chores you don’t make your people do for you.” Mari slid a second finger inside and curled them upwards, pressing forward. “No, I think you just want an excuse to go faster.”

He squeezed his fingers tighter together. “Mmh. How dare you imply I wouldn’t want a moment with you to last a lifetime, my darling?”

Mari mimicked a gag and started working her fingers quicker as her cheeks began to flush.

John kept a steady pace with her, his eyes moving from her expression back to her hand. He couldn’t decide which to watch - to focus on her face and imagine he was inside her, causing every moan and sigh, or to focus on her hand and watch her unravel herself in front of him. He wanted it all. Greed or lust? Did it matter?

Mari, for her part, was perfectly content watching John’s eyes move up and down her body, and as much as she loved his immaculately kept cock, there was something special about the way he looked at her. He looked at her like nothing else existed. Like she, at least for this moment, was his one and only desire. That spurred her on, encouraging her to work faster, harder, and to let him hear every little noise she could make.

Her whines and heavy breaths were music to his ears, and as he kept pace with her, he found it harder and harder to stay focused on one part of her. Her entirety was what he wanted, not just a single piece, and god did he want her. Perhaps more than he ever had. He met her noises with his own, and the room filled with soft sounds of skin and sighs. His cock throbbed beneath his hand as he etched the sight of her into his memory to be recalled oh so fondly later, when she was inevitably out of reach. But soon, between his own building pleasure and an overwhelming desire to touch her, he forced himself to close his eyes and let his imagination conjure the rest.

When his eyes shut, Mari followed suit, and together, they illustrated themselves entwined in their minds. She gasped his name, her breath caught in her throat, and he moaned hers in return. She ground her hips down against her hand, envisioning his fingers instead of her own, and she came with a bittersweet cry. The sound reached his ears and it went straight to his cock, and he thrust his hips up as he spent himself across his own skin, as much as he wished it was hers instead.

He opened his eyes first and reached for a tissue to clean himself off while Mari propped herself up on her elbows and watched him curiously.

“…Babe?”

He smiled at her with all the warmth he usually had in the afterglow. “Yes, darling?”

“That was fun and all, but, ah… realistically, what, exactly, is stopping us from just… going all in?”

His smile vanished, replaced by a pout, and he had just opened his mouth to respond when a car horn outside interrupted him. He scrambled to his feet, jumped into his underwear and jeans, and as he fought with his belt, he peeked over the windowsill to try and identify whomever was disturbing them.

When he succeeded, mere seconds later, he groaned miserably and pulled his shirt back on.

“That is stopping us,” he said, stabbing his finger toward the car outside.

Mari got to her feet, tugging on her own clothes and following John’s gaze out the window to see none other than Joseph walking toward the front door, accompanied by a few of his followers.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” she muttered, half impressed, half infuriated.

John sighed. “It’s like he’s got a sixth sense for this shit,” he snapped as he hurriedly tucked his shirt in. He went to the door, but stopped before opening it, and he returned to Mari’s side and took both her hands in his.

“I know I have to go see what he wants,” he began, looking deeply into her eyes, “but will you be alright here?”

“Don’t worry about me,” she answered, shrugging his worry away. “I’m just gonna climb out the window like I’m your mistress.”

“Well, you are my mistress,” John said with a wink. “Just not an illicit one.”

He framed her face with his hands and studied her countenance for a moment, just admiring her, before kissing her softly. They lingered in the surprisingly chaste kiss until the doorbell chimed, and John pulled away with a sigh.

“Be careful, Mari,” he insisted as she headed for the balcony.

“I never am,” she answered before ducking out the door.

[casino-lights]

💛 moodboard about our muses relationship - lemme see some marilyn & diana and some kate & evan

Kate and Evan:

Diana and Marilyn:

one is a mother-daughter relationship, one is a pair of frenemies—

—but both of them would die for each other.