❝ ━ DREAD.

❝ ━  DEATH BECOMES HIM.

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[lghtwood]

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( venefiiicus. )

          he can tell something’s off, but he can’t quite place his finger on it,           so he’ll stare up at beau with nothing but love in his eyes. he let’s           beau plays with his fingers silently before he squeezes a little once           their fingers are intertwined again. he slowly brings the other’s hand           to his mouth, pressing soft kisses to the back of it.

          ❝ i know, beau. i love you too, forever. ❞ beau says the words so often           but it never stops leon’s heart from skipping a beat, and he doesn’t think           it’ll ever stop (quite frankly, he doesn’t want it to). leon means it when he           means forever; nothing could ever stop his heart from belonging to beau,           and sometimes he feels the need to remind beau of that, of the fact that           his heard will always be his, even if he ever leaves. he untangles one of           their hands so he can rest it on beau’s waist as he kisses him again, a little           urgency behind the kiss.

          this is not the time for beau to be having some sort of crisis ( nor is it           the time for him to be melodramatic in any sort of way ) so he pushes           whatever negative feeling he has to the side and decides to focus on           leon and nothing else. a small smile brings up the corners of his lips           when the other kisses his hand, and he looks away, almost positive           that his cheeks have turned a slight shade of pink.

          “ how dare you be the best thing that’s ever happened to me ?? ” he           asks jokingly, fingers combing through leon’s hair slowly. he knows           that he’s never going to stop telling leon he loves him, he’s never           going to stop letting this man know that he’s beau’s entire world. beau           looks at leon as if he put the stares in the sky, as if leon is the ocean           and he’s a man who’s dying to drown. he returns the kiss, fingers           tangling effortlessly in the man’s hair.

[groovybih]

yet another great day of being Manipulative™

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( venefiiicus. )

          leon rolls his eyes at the smirk but he does smile a little, glad for           the hand on his back and just thinking that beau’s smirk is cute           because, well, it is. with his attention all on beau, his problems           seem to melt away along with the rest of the world, it’s all irrelevant           for the time being.

          at first, he’s confused by beau’s words but he smiles a little once           beau’s on top of him, a hand resting on the other’s thigh tightly. he           kisses back, eyes closing out of their own will and he loves this,           etching every little moment of this in his memory for later. even when           he tries not to think, a part of him can’t help it. ❝ i think you may have           found the one thing that doesn’t bother me. ❞ he chuckles, pressing           another long kiss to beau’s lips, squeezing his hand a little. ❝ i love you           too, beau, i always will. ❞

          beau sits up a bit once the kiss is broken, playing with leon’s fingers           absentmindedly. he has never been one to get upset about anything,           and he’s trying his best to not be in this very moment, but there’s just           something about the entire situation that’s getting to him. beau carefully           presses their palms flat against one another before he intertwines their           fingers once more. 

          “ and i’m always gonna be there for you, y’know that, right ?? no           matter what. it doesn’t matter what it is. i love you, leon. i love you           so much. ” the first time he said those three words, it was like beau           couldn’t stop. it’s been like that ever since, but he doesn’t care ---           he has to make sure leon KNOWS. leaning down, he connects their           lips once more, hands gentle as they cup the male’s face.

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( venefiiicus. )

          leon shivers involuntarily at beau’s hand on his back, a genuine           smile on his face for the first time in a while. he likes this, the           tangled bodies and soft touches, the way beau gets when they           shut out the world for a little bit. there’s nothing better to soothe           his nerves than his husband.

          he returns the kiss eagerly, arms tightening around beau’s middle.           he knows his husband knows he’s lying but he’s too tired to overthink           again, so he’ll just lean into beau’s touch and close his eyes a little.            ❝ i just worry too much, my love. and really, what DOESN’T bother me? ❞

          beau can’t help but smirk at the reaction he gets out of leon. add           that to the list of things he will never get tired of. as his hand            works its way up and down the male’s back, beau can’t seem to           keep his eyes off of him. he’s doing whatever he can to calm           leon, to distract him and take him away from his thoughts, if           only momentarily. 

          “ okay, well, i’m gonna do this and you can tell me if it bothers you,           yeah ?? ” and with that, he’s moving over the other, a leg on either           side of him as he catches leon’s lips in a slow, passionate kiss. one           hand rests gingerly on leon’s cheek while the other takes the man’s           hand and intertwines their fingers. “ i love you, okay? more than           anything. ”

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( venefiiicus. )

          the closeness bring nothing but comfort to leon, helps him           unwind and tie himself back to reality. too easy is it for him to           lose himself to his thoughts, to get caught in a spiral that           leads nowhere other than anxiety. he knows beau’s lying, but           leon’s too needy to call him out on it right now. what can he say,           he’s selfish sometimes.

          he leans into his husbands touch lightly, a smile ghosting over his           features. he’s comfortable like this, more than happy to live in their           little bubble for the time being. ❝ s’nothing, my love. ❞ he shakes his           head softly, not daring to move away from the other. ❝ just worrying           about things, it’s irrelevant. ❞

          beau sighs ( albeit a bit dramatically ) as his arm moves around           the other. his hand carefully pulls up the back of leon’s shirt so           he can rub his back carefully, the movements slow and gentle.           the only person in the world to bring out this side of beau has           been leon, and it will always remain that way.

          he’s pressing another kiss to the man’s lips once he’s done           talking. despite the fact he knows leon is lying, he doesn’t           want to start anything between them by calling him out on it.           beau’s fingers move carefully up and down leon’s spine.            “ anything that bothers you is extremely relevant to me. ”

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( venefiiicus. )

          of course leon knows that beau doesn’t sleep when he’s feeling           anxious, which is why he’d learned to hide it. not because he           doesn’t want to talk about, but because it happens so often that           beau would never get any sleep because of him.

          a small whine passes his lips as he beau turns, a hint of a frown           on his face but nothing but love in his eyes. his eyes close           momentarily at this kiss on his forehead, taking it as a second to           ground himself in this moment. ❝ i know, but i’m fine now. sleep. ❞           his words are quiet and finished with a soft kiss pressed to his lips.

          beau wants nothing more than to help leon, to make him feel           okay, or calm or whatever it is that he needs to feel. he pulls           the blankets tighter around them, leaving no space between           them as he allows his legs to tangle carefully with his           husband's. “ i’m fine. i’m not that tired anymore. ”

          his fingers move carefully through leon’s hair, pushing it out of           his eyes as their lips press together. he doesn’t move too far           away, his lips still brushing against leon’s the next time he           speaks. “ talk to me, baby. what’s goin’ on in that head of yours,           huh ?? i know it’s a lot... ”

[lghtwood]

“dom with a furry thing that belongs to a kat.” — [x].

[daddarioh]

For me, the biggest challenges are where I enjoy myself the most.

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( venefiiicus. )

          he knows he should probably cool it, should try take everything           a day at a time but he can’t, everything just moves too fast in his           brain and he can’t stop it and it eventually gets to be too much.           he’s thankful for beau trying to help and just being there for him           already does so much

          he places another kiss on the back of his neck when he feels beau           shift, a small smile sliding onto his face. he’s still nervous and slightly           jumpy, but holding onto beau helps. ❝ hey, go back to sleep… ❞ he           murmurs, nuzzling into his soft hair.

          beau can’t sleep when he knows leon is stressed, when he knows           leon is nervous. it’s almost impossible. it’s been like that since           they first met, really. it just took him a little while to figure it out. 

          turning over carefully in leon’s arms, his hand moves to cup the           other’s cheek. he smiles lightly as he looks at leon through the           darkness. he presses a gentle kiss to the male’s forehead before           the words leave his lips quietly, “ you know i can’t do that.. ” he           smiles, however, as his thumb brushes carefully over the other’s           skin.

[dailydomsherwood]

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what’s good i haven’t been here in like 50 years so this is a starter call !!

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( venefiiicus. )

          leon doesn’t usually speak about his anxieties, choosing instead           to bottle them up until they go away (which they don’t but whatever).           beau knows even if leon doesn’t tell him, and he knows that his           husband will wake up in the middle of the night and leave without           reason.

          but he comes back, he always comes back. this time it was only an           hour before he found himself crawling back into their bed, arms           wrapping around beau’s middle from behind, a kiss planted to the           back of his neck. his anxieties may get the best of him, but he can           never leave beau for long.

@trepiiidation !!

          beau knows, deep down, that leon stresses too much. he knows           that there isn’t much he can do to help his husband, but he tries,           in subtle ways. it may not be much, but beau is still new to almost           everything that’s going on in their life. 

          he stirs a bit when he feels the weight shift on the bed, one hand           coming up to rub his eyes carefully. he’s relishing in the feeling           of leon’s arms around him ( a feeling he can never grow tired of )           as he moves a bit closer. he takes leon’s hand, bringing it to his            lips so he can kiss his knuckles slowly. “ my love... ”

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my bad guys my computer shit itself so i’ve been getting it fixed all week what’s good.

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if any of you need me for anything I will be over HERE on my trashcan son aka my new oc