#p:reunion

[captain-archer-clarington]

Reunion | Archeau | 3/22/32

Archer pushed the door to the stairwell open and strode out into the lobby of the hotel room. Fuck taking the elevator to just go down a couple flights of stairs. Ryder had decided to shower once they’d arrived, and Archer had chosen to head out on his own for a bit, just to get some fresh air and see how much had changed in the last nine years or so. 

He was just wearing jeans and a solid hunter green t-shirt, his leather collar on full display. He’d gotten out that cuff Beau had given him for his birthday years ago and put it on over his mark, needing the extra layer of protection--not that he’d ever admit that to himself or anyone else. He knew it was a moot point with Ryder’s collar visible on his neck, but it was still comforting to have his mark hidden.

Passing by the hotel bar on his way to the main doors, Archer stopped in his tracks. Fuck. He’d know those eyes anywhere. He stared over at the other submissive for a few seconds before shaking his head as if to clear it. He strode purposely over to the bar and slid down onto the stool next to him. “Good boy,” he said in greeting, unable to take his eyes off of him. “You look wonderful.”

@stillthatbeauadams

[luanmoretti]

Reunion | Lilith/Luan

Once she knew Lilith was actually going to come and visit Luan descended into a state of total panic which really wasn’t helped by feeling so lethargic, achy and nauseous due to her lack of submission.  She spent too long pouring over what to change into before finally picking a black top with white spots and a bright green skirt, both of which had once been owned by Posey.  The moment she was changed there was a knock at the door and the shy girl squealed with panic before running to the door and pulling it open a little, peeking around the edge.  She simply stared for a few seconds at the blonde on the other side, not quite believing she was really here and awestruck by the Domme’s presence.  “Y-you... you came... th-thank you.”

@lilith-aurora-capulet

[exmphades]

Reunion | Zeus & Hades

The city of Mount Phoenix was a strange, ugly place with many things in it that Hades still needed to take time to figure out. It appeared people now talked to themselves out in the open and have created lamps that held the sun itself inside of them. Perhaps he should have listened more to Persephone whenever she would tell him about this world, but then again he was always more interested in how she looked when she talked about the Upperworld than in what exactly she was saying. It was probably his love for her. After all, he’s always said that it’s a dangerous thing to love someone.

But currently his attention was not so much on all the strange things around him, but more so on the man he’d come to this city for. Well, partly, of course. It wasn’t like every step he took was entirely a hundred percent for his brother. That would be ridiculous. Nobody did that much just to see their brother again. Of course not. Especially the god of the Underworld would never hold that amount of love and care for another person. Psht. The thought alone--

Anyway, moving on.

Cursing the fact that there was no such thing like telepathy between brothers, Hades looked around to see if there was anything that looked like a place where Zeus would be hanging out. But then none of these modern world buildings looked like Zeus would be hanging out there. Where were the statues? The majestic pillars? The presence!? Make sure to hear that in the right, dramatic, French way, by the way. Otherwise it would miss it’s effect.

Sighing deeply when almost an hour of walking around still hadn’t delivered anything fruitful, Hades came to a full stop. Closing his eyes for a moment, he lifted his hand to rub his forehead, before straightening and snapping his fingers. “Hello there, little fella,” he spoke to the hell-hound appearing at his side. The animal was looking up at him, ready to do his bidding. “Be a good boy and sniff out my brother for me, would you? Zeus.” Watching the hound sniff around and put itself into motion, Hades smirked. “Oh and, don’t forget to give him a good slobbering when you get there. Let him know how much you missed him.”

The smirk stayed on his face as Hades easily followed along after his pet, letting it lead him to wherever his brother was hiding out. He hoped Zeus wouldn’t be with this or the other girl. Or, well, actually... That would be even more fun. Imagine the look on her face when a hell-hound suddenly jumped on the bed. Oh yes, Hades was definitely hoping now that Zeus was still in the business of sleeping around.

[mpjihoon-blog]

Reunion || Jihoon&Kibum

( @mpxkibum )

While Jihoon was growing up, he never found it easy to make friends. His best friend was his piano from the day he was born, focusing on his music more than the meeting people. The only social skills he learned were from his mother, television, and the brats who competed against him with whatever instrument he was focusing on at the time. Although he could pass as a normal kid, he had difficulty with understanding social cues until he was almost an adult.

The only friend he had was a boy that wound up moving away. Jihoon didn’t think about him nearly as often anymore, but occasionally he asked himself how he thought the boy was doing. His memories of childhood were vague, but he remembered those times vividly. He remembered the boy being taller and older and way more brave than he was. I bet he’s still taller, Jihoon thought. It wasn’t a feat to be taller than him, though. It wasn’t like he had grown much since then.

Jihoon shook his head to fight off the thoughts and he returned to his guitar, strumming gently. He appreciated the sunny day, the world getting even brighter as each string he plucked made him see a new burst of light. He thought carefully for a moment and his hands ceased movement as he tried to remember the boy’s name. He shifted in the grass and tilted his head to the side. After a moment of squinting and looking confused, he gasped, maybe a bit too loud in public, “Kim…Kibum! That’s it!”

[jasonpal-blog1]

Reunion // Fitz & Jason

Jason was exhausted, things with drugs and dealing were going alright, but he didn’t want to do it at the moment. His mind was somewhere else, specifically, somewhere in between nice lips, pretty eyes and a person named Max Fitz. He couldn’t believe he let go such a good opportunity but it had to be done, even if he didn’t want to do it. He was walking towards a hidden place where he would meet his new buyer, the one his friend recommended, as soon as he started to get closer he realized he knew him, he wanted to turn around and walk away but apparently the boy was already looking at him, he felt a lump in his throat as soon as he was getting closer.  “Oh...” he cleared his throat, “Fitz, what are you doing here?” he asked looking at him, it’d been a while since he wasn’t that close to him and he just wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him, but he decided not to. 

@maxxfitz

[httpeven-blog]

‘reunion’ | even && becket

Even didn’t have a good explanation as to why he ended up in the house. He had never really viewed himself as the type to be in a reality-show, but here he was anyways. In a house that he was almost starting to dislike already. Mostly because it felt like someone took his freedom away, and that would probably be hard for him to handle. But, the house held a few femiliar faces that he was genuinly glad to see. If nothing else, it would make his stay a little bit more fun. He had already bumbed into Hannah, a girl who’s company he didn’t mind. Not at all actually, he could see how close they could have been in a different life. In one when letting new people in was an option. There wasn’t many people who had actually made it trough the walls, even though he didn’t come off as a person with walls built around him. Even had built high ones trough the past years, shielding himself from being forced into heartbreak ever agian. Before the move to London, he had done this by becoming antisocial, not spending time with anyone except himself if not absoluteley needed. But after the move, he quickly changed strategy, instead pretending that the things he tried to forget didn’t even excist. Telling a different story about why he actually moved from his birth country, saying that he was simply seeking a new adventure. Making it sound like the move was purely because he was bored and restless, something that was miles away from the truth. He’d lie about his family, he even told a few different lies in the beginning, telling everyone a different story. Thinking it didn’t matter, as he wasn’t really seeking actual friends anyways. But as time went by, he decided that there was people he’d actually like to keep in his life. So he instead startedsticking to one lie, so that people wouldn’t loose there trust for him before they had even gotten the change to build one in the first place. 

At the time being, the blonde man was making his way trough the house. A selfmade tour that would most likely get him lost or in a room he shouldn’t be in. But only being in his own bored him, and the lack off a phone made him restless. So here he was, wandering around in desperete need of finding something interesting. And too his surprise, he actually did. Because around on of the many corners, he saw a face he recognized. “ Becket ? “ he asked, voice strung with surprise and disbelief. “ I didn’t know you’d be here, bro “ he added, as the genuine smile on his face grew when he got closer to his friend. 

[enslavedblaine-blog]

Reunion || Cooper&Blaine

Blaine almost skipped along the hallway as he made his way to his brother’s apartment, giddy to finally see his big brother again. Cooper and him didn’t always look eye-to-eye - partly to the height-difference, partly to their differing personalities - but he still loved his older brother, and had a habit of yearning for his approval. To finally see him again, and then in a place like this, was a bit of a shock, at first, but now Blaine actually felt good about it. Despite his situation, he had family to turn to, to seek refuge with and to just feel absolutely normal around, so meeting up with his sibling was just what he needed right now.

He quickly knocked on the door of the apartment he knew belonged to his brother, rocking on his heels as he waited for the door to open.

@coopanderson

[goddessbellatrix-blog]

|| Reunion of Sorts || Narcissa + Bellatrix

Appearing with a crack in the supposedly quaint village of Hogsmeade, Bellatrix gives the place a cursor glance with a pained look up disgust. She isn’t even on the grounds and she feels as if her soul is being sucked out of her from the proximity of Hogwarts castle. It’s not a welcome feeling; as if she’s a student chained to the place. Narcissa owes her for making this the only feasible place for the two of them to meet.

She strides into the Three Broomsticks, grateful that school being in session means that there’s very few patrons sharing the place. Bellatrix takes a seat in a corner furthest from the others present and taps her fingers against her arms as she awaits her youngest sister’s arrival.