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hc + kinks (for threeleaf)

HEHEHEHE, excuse me ? Do you want a powerpoint, or ?

First of all, for all three: Blood

Lucien Pretends to be a dom, but is the bottomest bitch out of all three, for real. Not a kink, sure, but important nonetheless. He is such a slut for pain, even worse than Molly. Edging/orgasm control will just make him whimper at your feet, and Gods, he begs so beautifully. Will be a brat, so best to collar him and tie him up somewhere uwu

Mollymauk Such a service sub, wow. Is sometimes on the giving end, but gets a lot more fun and pleasure out of receiving. Tbf, there is not much Molly DOESN'T like, so in his case it's more what isn't his kink ? I guess for the latter, certain body fluids that are not blood or cum coughs, are def a no go. Everything else ? bish is horny 25/7, so bring it. He'll indulge. Cuddling after is optional ( he chooses, because more often than not he disappears, hah ) Also latex in more modernesque setting. All the latex

Kingsley Honestly doesn't mind whether he's giving or taking, but loves sucking cock- probably won prices with it. Prefers to be more dommy at times, just because he can, and gets a lot of joy out of it. He's definitely an out in the open kind of guy- and no, cares not if someone is watching, but then again, neither does Molly. Oh, and whips, definitely whips, heh.

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“You’re coming with me.”

He did not have to cast crimson eyes over his shoulder --- no, the wizard's presence was felt even beyond the countless doors in his damned tower. A scoff fell from Lucien's lips, tail ever the betrayer as the spade pattered against the floor once -- twice.

❝   && go where, Widowgast? ❞ forked tongue licked past his lips, the amusement audible in the purr that had his throat vibrate just the slightest. Oh, he loved a good game.

Or well- knowing himself, he would try to make it into a game one way or another.

❝   the blue one already took me around the place. Dare say she hasn't skipped anything. Quite thorough, that little cleric of yours.  ❞ Head tilted, & for a split second he almost expected a weight dangling from his horns.

It didn't. They were empty.

Fuck, this place way toying with him. His parasite's memories were toying with him.

❝   I was actually thinking about calling it a night.  ❞

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O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss.

With one eye open, that his how Mollymauk observed Caleb, slumbering next to him-- or at least he thought he was.

The light of the moon crept inside the caravan they had made their home ( for now ) cast a glow over him, one that made it impossible for the tiefling to tear his gaze away. Not that he wanted to, even if he could. Magic, he told himself. The way the pale light accentuated the muscles in his magic man's back, the way he laid on his stomach. Upon looking closer, he could see the constellation of freckles adorning his shoulders.

Perhaps one day, Molly would take his time to count them, to trace them with the tips of his fingers --- maybe just to draw the slightest gasp from Caleb's mouth.

Wouldn't that be nice ?

A smile appeared across Molly's lips, a giggle silenced. For just a moment he pressed his face against Caleb's shoulder, rousing the other from his slumber.

❝ Sorry, ❞ he muttered, but the apology was hardly heartfelt. If anything, molly loved the way Caleb would wake up slowly, look up at his through half lidded eyes.

A treat- one he would try to memorise.

Instead, he also found himself lean in, lips pressed against his wizard's shoulder ever so gently. He'd take in the scent, the taste, able to feel his own tail respond in earnest. Blasted limb, pulling the sheets down even further as it slapped against the mattress they laid upon.

It only made him laugh softly.

❝ Couldn't sleep, ❞ he muttered, not even sounding one bit sorry about it. ❝ but don't mind me, go back to sleep ? ❞

Caleb just gazed at him. Eyes going from tired to bemused. && oh, how Molly loved that soft look on him. It truly didn't help with the state of his tail, for it was now pattering against his own legs- just as excited as a cat's would.

❝ I do not think I could sleep with you gazing at me like an owl, liebling, ❞ Caleb's voice was soft, yet loving as ever, this time making Molly's heart skip a beat in his chest. He nuzzled closer, the smile plastered to his face.

❝ What can I say ? You just have that effect on me, magic man. ❞

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“There is something you aren’t telling me.”

Crimson eyes shone with mirth, a grin ever tugging at the ends of Mollymauk's lips. Bony fingers remained wrapped around Caleb's forearm. Gentle, not to put any pressure on the scars remaining, yet firm enough to usher him along.

A tad impatiently, perhaps -- but what was new ?

❝   p l e n t y-  ❞ he spelled ( surprising even himself ), ❝   but where has your sense of adventure wandered off to, love ? You should know by now I have absolutely no intention of taking you to some gnarly, dark cave --- or well, not unless you ask nicely. of course.   ❞

Nah, even then he was quite sure this little spot he had found only a short walk from their cottage would be a lot more welcoming.

That, & he had actually put quite some effort in arranging dinner ( thanks Beau & Yasha ), and a massive, newly quilted blanket dragged all the way over. A night together was just what he needed, selfishly luring Caleb away from any of his professor duties & his office swallowing him from Molly's sight for another dull evening.

❝   Trust me- you can thank me later in plenty of ways, darling.  ❞

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Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason.

❝ I have to do this- ❞ Váli did not even look behind him. His unseeing gaze cast into the distance, face blank of emotion. Pleas fell onto deaf ears, even thought they tugged at his heart's strings, chest cramping with the urge to step back, knowing deep down that what he was doing simply spelled death.

Oh, he'd been warned enough already, but coin wasn't made that easily, and in the end he still had to fence for himself, had he not ?

It was foolish to think he could rely on another, even when words and tender touches made him feel alive --- made him feel like he was truly loved.

The tiefling lifted his chin, able to feel the presence of his raven nearby. The fae creature had been circling above them, his eyes where he could not see what was happening around him. That Fjor had followed him would not have come as much as a surprise as it had, the way his name had fallen from the other lips with such despair.

He could not help the shivers creeping down his spine.

And yet, he knew - no, he foolishly believed - this was the only way. It was no longer about proving himself, was it ? But what was it ? He'd been asking himself that in the black of night, the moments when sleep would not come to him.

But Fjor- he would come to him.

Fists clutched at his side, the knife a welcoming weight in his grasp. Why had Fjor followed him ? Why was he so eager to place the blame on the other ? If death would come to him, he'd drag the other with him, && that was something he had tried to prevent at all cost, had he not ?

Váli's throat bobbed, fear briefly flashing across his pale features.

❝ You have to leave- ❞ Sounding cold never came easy for him. It was a mask he'd wear, and continue to wear knowing that it would keep others at bay, far away from him. His father had taught him that.

❝ Please- don't be a fool, you know that they will come for you first. ❞ Your face will be the first they recognise, he almost wanted to say.

❝ Go back to your tavern, to your fire. Forget you ever met me in the first place. ❞

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hc + perfect date (zuko)

BATH, TEA, A STROLL AROUND A HIDDEN GARDEN-- not in that particular order. Gods, Zuko is a very simple guy, okay ? He is very happy with very little, because the poor guy never experienced anything like it ?? Just him knowing he has someone looking at him with starry eyes already makes him feel important and warm and- cuddle him already dammit.

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hc + love language (Vali)

Touch, for sure. Not much of a surprise, probably, but being blind, he relies on touch just as much as on sound. But him holding onto your sleeve, plucking the fabric absentmindedly, or just thrumming his fingers against your shoulder or leg — if he keeps touching you without any proper reason to, it’s definitely a sign he likes you and wants to stay close.