#thelcgion

[incuburnt]

@thelcgion gets love

It was that time of the day. The sun had set, dinner had been served and eaten, everyone went back to their rooms to enjoy the rest of their nights in privacy and Jacob, as the good trouble maker he had always been, was in desperate need of something to occupy himself.

His parents were home, but that hardly mattered. The family’s villa was big enough and their room was in the far end of the building. He did what he always did ever since he got the strength and speed: jump over from his window to Enzo’s and barge right in, no matter what the other was doing. And, like and proper drama queen, he let his back fall on the bed and groan in fake pain as if he had been shot.

“Save me, big brother-” he added, looking up at the other with pathetic eyes, clear mischief in them behind the sorry look he was faking. “I’m boooooored.”

[deleeteeeeddddddddddd]

§ ( whoever to whoever - I just wanted to send one )

Send me § and my muse will react to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing them.

Mike was taken by surprise when the other pushed him against the wall and placed a kiss to his lips. Sure, they were flirting for what seemed like most of the night, but he would never be able to pull off something so bald, just to approach and push someone against the wall like that — no matter how much he’d want it. “Easy there tiger.” he mouthed between the kisses. “Isn’t this a little too public for you to kiss me like that? You’re gonna give me a hard-on if you press yourself against me just a bit more.” he would have to admit, it was hot though, his lips being taken by the other man’s as they were right there, as if they were alone. “—- And I don’t even know your name.”

[fateofbrxs]

@thelcgion // Flynn & Bucky

Ghost had been assigned a hit on one of SHIELD’s board members. With what was left of HYDRA, there were still plenty of opportunities to go around. He was a super-soldier, although not one created by them. Flynn went through a change, one that allowed him to change the density of his body. Phasing was his preferred method, although making his skin hard was another perk. Tonight would be a little different. The building had multiple stories that would be easy to pass between.  

Positioning himself on the roof above, he began to pass through the floor and into the apartment beneath him. The guard in that room didn’t seem to notice him. At least, the man hadn’t before he was choked-out by Flynn. Flynn passed through the next doorway with ease, attempting to make as little noise as possible. It was the middle of the night, although there were certainly more than enough agents to give him some trouble. Creeping forward, he peered into the next room before continuing down the hallway. There was another guard ahead, although for that one Flynn just placed a bullet in his head. He phased through the final door, revealing a silhouette beneath some sheets on the bed. 

[inspirxtionxlmuses]

@thelcgion​

Work had been particularly difficult that day due to the overwhelming amount of patience that came in. Fear of the unknown would always play the role of disaster. He couldn’t recall the last time he took a break but when things finally started to wind down, Deon took a walk outside. It was cold but he couldn’t feel it for his body was heated. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he realized upon hearing the clicks of his laces that his shoes were untied. Instead of tying them right away, he moved to a nearby bench where he took a seat and pulled out his cellphone. txt: do you have some time?

[xwolfbonds]

The early morning sky was just as Talon had remembered. The Light blues marred only by the gentle gold of the rising Sun. The night's darkness still lingered at the edges of the sky, hidden just behind the clouds. It was that time when the Sun was barely rising, and the Moon still hung high in the sky, its image faint, but its silver exterior still luminous. On any other day, the sounds of the birds chirping their morning songs would have filled Talon with a sense of awe, but today was not that day. 

 Decisions had been made, and Talon would admit, it was the lack of options or the belief that the mages were more powerful or more equipped to handle the situation that drove him to their doorstep. It was that he was one of them. He had lived their lives, shared in their plights. He had seen first hand the incompetence of the Templars in Trevinter and witness their cruelty behind the stone walls that guarded Kirkwall. He believed the mages fell to the whims of demons and the allure of their magic because they had no leadership. Instead of a gentle hand to guide and teach them, they had the iron hands of the Templars slapping them across the face. The tips of the iron swords in their backs. The mages fell because they had no choice. The Templars were cruel simply because they could be, and most of Thedas would turn a blind eye.

He was leaving the chantry, the palm of his hand still pressed against the sanded oak of the large door when his thoughts turned to Dorian and Gereon Alexius, Magister of Trevinter. Talon spat at the name. The old seething rage for his own master boiling to the surface. Green fire flared across the knuckles of his closed fist. He watched as the flames dances across his fingers but left no mark or blister across his skin. The heavy thud of ironed boots echoed across his hearing, Talon watched as the flames swirled around his wrist, twisting and licking at the leaf that below across his hand before spluttering and dying.

"Yes?" His voice was distant and soft, his eyes slowly turning towards the sound catching a glimpse of golden hair and rough stubbled cheeks.

[grxmmed]

@thelcgion​ liked for a starter!

“Looks like we’re here.” 

Buckbeak landed carefully, his hands rested on the hippogriff waiting to come to a steady stop. Once grounded, Sirius hand his fingers through the fur patting affectionately. “That’s a good boy,” he murmured gently. Eyes strayed briefly noting the magic surrounding the area, lips curled thinly focusing his own and felt a tingle.

The sign of a cottage entered his peripheral. His head nodded shortly, heading towards the door with Buckbeak in tow. It was a nice, pleasant place. Plenty of forestry, the lakes and rivers, no sign of human life at all. The perfect place for fugitives.

Sirius paused, inhaling slightly and knocked on the door. 

[boysofcharm]

@thelcgion​

“Hmm, you are in trouble darling” He murmured, admiring the view of Ben completely stripped of any clothing, hands bound in rope above his head on Oscar’s luxurious king sized bed. His hands running across Ben’s chest, teasing him with soft fingers and brushing slowly up his nice arms to eventually cup the man’s chin. Oscar was still dressed wonderfully, a gorgeous suit on from the event he had dragged his man to before they’d come back here. Both knees pressing into the bed, straddling Ben’s waist as he leaned in a little closer, noses almost brushing. 

“Letting yourself feel insecure about us, questioning whether or not you’re good enough for me” He murmured, eyes half lidded. “You know I don’t like you talking poorly about yourself, don’t you handsome? Now the question is what to do with you...” He hummed, second hand brushing down the beefy man’s chest. “Look at me Ben and tell me what you’re feeling, tell me what you need.”

[pieceintheirgxmes]

closed starter for @thelcgion​

      Nate grunted as he once again hit the ground with a thud, even with his bulky muscular frame, and having spent the last few weeks under Halwyn’s guidance it seemed that the hellhound could still own his ass and have him on his back within a minutes. He sighed, muscles throbbing as they relaxed and he stared up at the man who had him pinned. “You win, again.” Equal parts frustrated by the outcome as he was turned on by his current situation. Being pinned to the floor, the taller male on top of him sent a shiver down his spine, chest heaving as he became aware of said arousal. His eye line instantly shifted down, he now knew that supernatural being could smell such things and he hoped Halwyn hadn’t picked up on that. It was a reassuring issue for Nate, the hellhound was attractive, taller and could handle him, not many men could best him because of his size. 

      It had been weeks of this, ignoring his urges as Halwyn helped him, guiding him, and grounded him. He had been turned rather recently but whoever had done so had either taken off or been killed effectively leaving Nate on his own. Nate had struggled, confused and it had been by chance that he had come across Halwyn. Thankfully the hellhound, which he had learn of later on, seemingly took pity on him and agreed to teach him control as well as how to hone his skills and defend himself should he ever come across hunters or another werewolf. The weeks that followed was a crash course for Nate and Halwyn in all his knowledge had been a rather decent teacher. 

      The one thing Nate struggled with the most though had been controlling his emotions and feelings. Everything felt more intense, and it seemed his urges and need to be with someone physically was one he couldn’t ignore. Of course it had been weeks, the newbie werewolf worried he’d lose control and hurt someone. This was why Halwyn was looking like the perfect male to give Nate what he needed, the bond that was forming between them, at least on Nate’s end was just making his feelings that much harder to ignore. “Come on man, get off me.” He grumbled, still averting Halwyn’s gaze, cheeks red now because he was well aware his dick was hard and pressed up against Halwyn’s thigh.