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mizrox yurislop 💔 barely looks like them but wtv
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mizrox yurislop 💔 barely looks like them but wtv
WIP Wednesday
Tagged by the fabulous @cookbookbutch.
I'm currently paralyzed by the actual writing of my next mizrox fic. Since I've emerged from my post-birthday brain fog I'm full of crazy ideas and ready to write again. I think this might be my last major fic for them, at least that's mostly canon. I just want a lil something to tie up season 2 for me and fill in some of the gaps (and egregious lack of screen time). I think it's going to be mostly whump with some other... elements... Not to give too much away but it will deal with dreams and fantasy.
I also have another idea which has been invading my mind to combine castlevania with another fandom in the form of a short fic. You'll just have to wait and see. But Olrox (and a certain someone...) deserves a special treat.
mizrox and alucard? It's more likely than you think.
OLROX YOUR SOUP
Bread Basket
English, Word Count: 587 , Mizrak x Orlox, modern era, short one-shot, light dom/sub, Engagement.
author's note: So I just got off from a lecture, handed in some library books, and walked home, so now you all have this whole ass fic. It is very important to remember that I cannot draw, so now the fic exists.
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Mizrak, while no longer being a man of the cloth, would love to think that all of his vows, personal or private, mean something.
Olrox would like to know why a communion basket lives in their cubbards.
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What on earth had he gotten himself into? He dropped his fork as the other man huffed and muttered something under his breath.
"Hey," Mizrak began.
"Hi," Olrox replied.
"What would you think about getting a swear jar?" Mizrak had not been looking at his lover when he said this. off into the distance, towards the little portrait of St.john in the hallway just next to their shared bedroom.
"Like the kind that teenagers and children have?" Olrox said. not looking up from his phone. scrolling with the same hand a golden engagement band sat. shoveling leaves in his mouth and scrolling through LinkedIn to check up on a few co-workers.
"Well, yes but the idea of having one is less about teaching respectful language and more about behavior." Mizrak had finished drying the dishes and had, with a hand on his hip, begun to wipe the crumbs and other small cooking stains off the counter. engagement band sitting on the hand that was occupied with fidgeting with its placement on himself. Either out of frustration or mild anxiety, he could not be sure.
"Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be." Mizrak quoted, not looking up from Olrox's sparkly hair beads and earrings that seemed to be of particular interest at this moment. "James 3:10"
"so your not going to finish those?" Orlox pointed at the bread rolls he had forgotten to drag over with fish tacos and a salad. laying hazardly on the table as his Fiancé's own hand came nearer and he grabbed the wrist to peck gently, blue light on the screen a forgotten rush of dopamine at this point in the conversation.
it was at this point that Mizrak turned to the near-empty basket of bread, just in the shared kitchen space, with red curtains blocking out the sun's dazzling rays and shadows of an apple tree outside making fun patterns in the wind. He had in his intrest in speaking to the older vampire, but had not even considered that idea.
"The bread basket?" the younger vampire asked. looking perplexed and reflexively taking out his own cellular device to tell the time.
"Yeah, we could just use that. We don't have to go out and find another jar later tonight or this weekend at the store." olrox's hair got in front of his eyes. Honestly, someone should really pull it back from him.
"what swears are off limits to you them?"
"well im not the one who needs it" Olrox chuckled. realizing that planning their lives together was going to result in being stuck with a dork forever.
"Oh, sorry, right. my fault"
"Hmm, any price I want?" Olrox mused, giving time for the other man to eat as he began devouring the food in front of him. grin piercing through an otherwise stoic expression. He wondered if this would mean a
"Yes," Mizrak announced, having remembered to come up for air
"Okay. but were talking about some of my bad habits, next officer," the older vampire purred. deciding that it was the perfect moment to wash a cutting board and all dishes that were now cleared of both flora and fauna alike
"We have all weekend." Mizrak decided to curl up on the sofa to read lord of the Rings. putting on some opera station or classical for his Fiancé as he tried to remember if he was on a part with the one ring of power or finding the fellowship.
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Im dragged back into this fandom kicking and screaming
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i am sick of these two.