#oops :3c

[leftnipsdoodles]

vault was actually pretty quick! tossing the braincell around between us got a little hectic tho

[mikazure]

did u just tag the butler set "buttler", mike

yes, cause I want their butts ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡~)

[dailyhamonpires]

Oldseph, how do you feel about josuke and okuyasu?

told ‘em not to put their life energy in any bubbles. most parental i’ve been all decade.

[thebugbordello]

"If it's you, I want to..."

She wasn't exactly new to this, but it had been so long she might as well have been. Something in her heart told her though that she wouldn't regret this; She wanted him, as a lover, a combat partner, a mate, and it told her that'd never change in this life time. Maybe something missing from those other times was that she felt no real connection, maybe joining the Express was a blessing in more ways than one.

Yan Xue trusted Dan Heng.

A small gasp escapes her, shuddering at the feeling of teeth, but she only moves to shrug off her dress more, give him more room. She wouldn't be surprised if he could feel he heart beating out of her chest at this point.

@sinkeeper

[where-is-xornoth]

Xornoth is at @whereisgem’s page!

[boynt-bisexual]

*throws you into the ocean to see if your username is accurate*

*bounces on the waters surface like it's a trampoline*

[munsontm]

❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ — we know who lmao

@harringtontm

The pad of Steve's thumb swiped along Eddie's slightly swollen lips, no doubt thinking about how his cock had been stuffed between them only moments ago. Eddie was still catching his breath when the resting thumb suddenly invaded his mouth, pressing down upon his tongue, fingers curling firm beneath his chin to tilt Eddie's face to meet him where he was then ordered to suck. Satisfaction pooled in Steve's eyes as Eddie moaned needily around the thumb and did as he was told. He was ready to do whatever his boyfriend wanted if it meant he got to come, and he knew that meant being on his best behaviour for once.

The desire to behave himself increased when Steve suddenly removed his thumb and shoved Eddie onto his back, dragging him down the bed where Steve spread his legs open, leaving him exposed to his hungry gaze. Eddie wanted to hide, embarrassment making him tingle all over at being so seen, even by loving eyes. But when he went to hide behind his inked arms, Steve grabbed them, pinning them back to the bed with a faint smirk on his stupidly handsome lips. "Uh-uh, baby. Wanna see you." He mumbled softly, inches from Eddie's face, kissing the tip of his nose.

"Steeeeve!" Eddie could hear the whine in his own voice and knew his face had to be flushed like a red sunset. He squirmed beneath Steve's weight, torn between his arousal and embarrassment. No one affected him like Steve Harrington and the sexy jerk was all too aware of it. No one had ever reduced him to a mess like Steve did, and fuck, Eddie loved it. He even liked it when Steve chuckled, kissed his jaw, then told him cute he was when he got shy. Anywhere else, Eddie Munson was a force to be reckoned with. But behind closed doors, he was stripped down physically and emotionally and discovered he didn't mind that---as long as it was with Steve.

Despite the urge to cover his face again, he didn't. His arms stayed where Steve put them, earning him a good boy and making him whimper from the praise. Kisses rained down the length of his torso, interspersed with sharp little nips and flickers of tongue. Steve played his body like Eddie played guitar, masterfully, his body arching up against Steve's, desperate for more of whatever Steve wanted to give him. "Darlin', p-please."

"Please what, Eds?" Steve replied, peering up from between Eddie's thighs with a smug smirk in place, biting the soft flesh there that made Eddie yelp. Bastard.

"I dunno, I dunno! J-Just, please."

A small coo fell from Steve's lips, and he kissed the bite mark. "I want your words, baby. Tell me what you want."

"Wanna come," Eddie finally drawled, his head fuzzy, but in the best kind of way. He was halfway to cloud nine.

"Good boy, but you're forgetting the magic word, aren't you?" The stern look on Steve's face betrayed the soft tone in his voice, and the double assault of nasty and nice made Eddie's cock twitch.

"M'sorry. Wanna come, please."

Steve's smirk returned almost instantly. "Of course, baby." He straightened up and grabbed Eddie by the waist, which made him yelp again, hauling him onto his front with ease and placing him into the position he wanted with Eddie's ass up in the air. Fuck, why was that so hot? Why was everything his boyfriend did so hot?

Face pressed to the pillow, a kiss was placed on Eddie's neck, and simple instructions whispered in his ear. "Only I get to make you come, okay? No touching yourself, or I stop, and I'm really looking forward to eating you out, babe." Eddie shivered, squirming further in anticipation at what was soon to come. He nodded in response, receiving a crack across his left ass cheek, crying out from the stinging ecstasy. "Words, Ed. We talked about this plenty, remember?"

"Fuck, fuck, I know. Sorry. M'heads just all fruit loopy."

"Do you need to stop?" Steve asked, genuine concern etched into his voice.

Eddie shook his head. "Uh-uh, I'm green. Every shade of green, sweetheart. Won't touch myself. Only you get to touch me like this." Today, at least.

Like flipping a switch, Steve's hand sunk into Eddie's curls, tugging them back until their gazes aligned, heat pouring out from them both. "Who gets to touch you like this?" Thick fingers slid down Eddie's spine, prodding between the cheeks, teasing and rubbing until Eddie's eyes went wide, moans and pleads spilling out of him like the orgasm he so badly wanted.

"You, Steve. Only you, Steve!"

"Good boy."

[lcstkey]

@illbound | Sequel to This

Artemis had believed that she would be able to follow Verona to the ends of the world. In fact, she nearly did as they were both ready for their trek to the Summit. With Millenium Opus in one hand, the keybearer had used the sleeve of her free arm to wipe the sweat and dirt off her forehead. Yet, she doesn’t know what had prompted her to ask if she’d see her again when the keybearer planned to stay.

Still, even with everything going absolutely wrong, apparently, the Valkyrie felt the same sinking feeling as she did. Something, someone, was out of place and wrong. Something was wrong, but it was Verona who immediately realized that it was her. The silence is deafening.

By all rights, Artemis shouldn’t even be in Fantasia in what appears to be in its final moments or even before then. She did not belong in its history, not even as a mention. Long before this moment, the Keybearer had broken the World Order for many reasons including her effort to obtain Fantasia’s supposedly “legendary” weapon. [The Council certainly had their field day and their annual aneurism when they realized she has it.] But, the World Order never accounted for falling in love.

The Keybearer thought she had misunderstood her lover at first and she turns towards her. When she realizes what she is saying, Artemis tries to get a word in, but Verona is adamant that she leaves Fantasia. Stunned into silence, her grip on Millenium Opus grows slack and the keyblade disappears from her hand. Of all the times before when the Valkyrie has asked her to stay, it is now when her own Heart is screaming at her to stay when the other wants her to leave. 

Her own expression is one of despair. Lips quivering and her own eyes tearing up. The keybearer doesn’t know if they were tears of rage or of anguish. She only knew that she couldn’t follow her to the end of the line.

Stepping forward, Artemis approaches her lover until she is close enough for her to tiptoe and cup Verona’s face in her hands. She pulls her down to meld her lips with her own; one last, warm kiss. She can taste smoke and something sweet, the taste that leaves her breathless. The moment lingers before the keybearer pulls away and raises a hand to open the Corridor to Darkness behind her. 

Facing her lover, the keybearer slowly steps back into the Corridor to Darkness. “Come back alive...Okay?” They both knew in their Hearts that this quiet request is one that Verona couldn’t keep. Artemis did not want to say goodbye or else her fears would become permanent, so, she didn’t.  It was a hopeful wish in a situation that is hopeless, even after the Corridor of Darkness finally closes in on her. And, left Verona all alone.