#meretrixious

[southern-belle-outcasts]

❝ We make damn beautiful babies. ❞

@meretrixious

“We do, don’t we?” The room was full of filtered morning light, and there was definitely coffee on the nightstand judging by the smell but Rogue could barely pry her eyes off Aramis sitting on the bed ‘holding’ their new sibling with Remy’s help. She was curled up next to them, propped up with her head resting on her fist, fighting to shake off sleep so she could properly enjoy the view. “But there’s a lot of you goin’ on there. That’s your nose. Be your cheeks when they lose the baby fat,” she mused, meeting his eyes and smiling widely. Her free hand toyed with Aramis’ curls, despite laughing protest from them. “We really do need t’get around to a name, doudou. They’re kinda earth side, now.”

[take-ya-to-the-ghey-bar]

🎄🎁🃏{ @meretrixious }🃏🎁🎄

Okay, so maybe waiting until they were each a couple drinks into this at home celebration wasn’t the brightest idea... Considering that now, the underlying feeling of disappointment Minato had been keeping under wraps was now seeping into his expression and attitude. Taking another sip from his drink before setting the glass down, the blonde’s expression then melted into a noticeable pout.

“I feel shitty that I haven’t got much so far as gifts go this time around...” He grumbled a little, but soon enough went to fetch the pair of boxes he’d brought from beneath the tree. Handing over both the small, palm sized box, and the larger one for Remy to open. Within the small one was a lighter, in stylish black and with a fitting playing card theme. The large one, meanwhile, contained a coat-- In a nice charcoal color, and with a warm lining on the inside.

Trying to wipe the somewhat sour look off his face with another couple sips... Minato did seem to perk up little at that point, even without Remy giving feedback about the gifts yet. “Well, I guess technically I did get ya a third gift... If we’re counting the cake in the fridge for anything like that.” With that, he chuckled a little.

[sucksit-archive1]

text meme @meretrixious​: ( 🌟 ) a late night text

[ gambit ] hello, mister handsome mutant thief... [ gambit ] it was fun running into you last week. [ gambit ] you up?

[goreverine-archive1]

like for a text @meretrixious

DAKEN sent REMY a picture.

( It’s a blurry selfie, somewhere that isn’t the Wild Hunt -- not too forested -- but is clearly one of the more remote parts of the island, a wide-open plain marked by moonlight and figures in the distance. He grins wildly, eyes wide. He’s on some kind of upper. )

[ ✉️ REMY ] come here. i want you

[madmanipulation]

@meretrixious

“One and the same. Pint-sized version of her father, that one is.”

[arthurthefaceless]

@meretrixious​   ||   bless ur heart

     ‘Yes, two, please.’ Arthur nodded at the girl behind the coffee bar, ignoring the all-too-familiar stares of people not quite knowing what to do with a 7 foot tall man without a face. But he wasn’t here for them. He tipped the girl a few dollars when his order came up, and with two big, steaming cups of coffee he took the stairs up to his apartment, feeling blessed with large hands that could hold both cups in one, and he softly clicked the door open and back shut behind him.      The place was still quiet, so he couldn’t quite figure out if Remy was awake yet or not. As he walked further in, however, he heard the rustle of sheets and a zipper sound, bare feet slapping on the tiled floor of the bedroom. ‘I’m back, sorry I left,’ Arthur hummed as he nudged the bedroom door open, ready to have a nice, relaxed early morning with the other -- and he nearly dropped both cups at the scene.

     Remy was seated on his bed, scattered around him some of Arthur’s lingerie, a chastity cage, his collar and cuff sets -- but in his hands was the leather case that had been tucked all the way in the bottom of Art’s little... naughty drawer. Zipped open, and Remy’s fingertip trailing along the glistening, nearly brand-new metal rods, sizes varying.      ‘I ehm... I see you found my uhm... my stuff.’ Very smooth, Arthur. ‘I... I brought coffee?’

[episomalvector-a]

Can't believe this is Remy.

@meretrixious @lediableblanc-amoureuxdechats

[bigdlittleibignlittleozzo-moved]

@meretrixious

“I vote we take the last two weeks of the month and go on a birthday shopping spree in Europe. I’ll take you to Milan and Paris. How does that sound?”