Tsillah "Nightingale" Horne

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Tsillah "Nightingale" Horne

【Super-Abled OC for The Boys - Gen V series / Modern Superhero verses】

You are a weapon and weapons do not weep.

A vigilante, a renegade, a who-gives-a-fuck; Tsillah Horne, or Nightingale is a supe with uncanny martial ability, training with a wide variety of weapons, and subtle shadow magic.

Rules & Guidelines

18+ only. Minors will be blocked. Mun and muse are 21+.

Content on this block can contain graphic violence, strong language, sexual content, and dark themes. If it's in The Boys / Gen V? It can be alluded to or described in RP scenarios here.

Asks are open to all: RP blogs, fandom blogs, whatever. Questions are always welcome.

This is a side-blog, no follows will come from this account. 

Respect the IC / OOC line. Mun and Muse are two separate individuals. Opinions aren't shared.

No follower restrictions, but please don't reblog RP threads you're not involved in. Everything else is fair game.

Multi-ship, multi-fandom, OC, CC, and duplicate friendly. 

Romantic shipping will be organic only and based on actual IC chemistry. No pre-planned romantic ships.

Nightingale is a character who wants to feel something and often times can result in a lot of temporary, burst of the moment intimacy. Good luck actually getting to know her because she forgets faces fast.

DMs are open but OOC. They are for OOC discussions and RP plotting only.

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#IStandWithStarlight, [x] @straysupe

There wasn't even a pause when Stray warned, the words themself seeming to be lost in the tension. Tension that didn't ease when a fist flew into the young man's throat, a warning of their own. People were fragile. "Have any more dumb shit to say? You feeling lucky with three on two?" Tsillah barked at them, an aggressive step forward that had the college boys feet shuffling subtly backwards while their friend recovered. "Because I'd be happy teaching fuckheads like you that numbers don't matter." Tsillah grunted, being forced to take a step back when Stray pulled the fabric of their cape, head turning to look at her- a mix of emotions behind their half-mask. They started to open their mouth to say something but Stray continued and the words that she said hit them. They clenched their jaw shut for a moment before sniffing and turning their head. "It's criminals I go after. The second any of you fuckers mess up, you're fair. Fucking. Game." It was Tsillah's turn to snatch, their hand gripping the shapeshifter's wrist, pulling it from their cape and, with Stray still in her grip, began to move them away from the three young men. "We need to fucking talk."

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[Previous Reply]

There was a disgusted snort from Tsillah seeing that final, defiant finger, but at least nothing bad came of the situation. Nothing bad happened to Stray. Could they had just stayed right there? Sure, but Tsillah needed. Space. Distance from what had just happened, and was happening in their life. Needed to say this shit out loud to make it real. "Because of things you don't need to fucking know about. Besides. What I want to. Talk about. Is better in person. I need to say it in person." Eventually they would come to a stop in front of a bench. "Sit." Didn't really care if Stray actually sat or not, they just needed to feel in control. Squaring their jaw they formed the words that had been keeping them up at night. "Joselyn is missing. I mean actually missing. Phone's dead, no note, not in any of her usual dumb ass places, hasn't been back in the apartment for almost a week. Nothing in her room says where she's gone. She's fucking missing Stray." Tsillah had very fucking few people in her life. And one of them had just disappeared. Tsillah wasn't supposed to care. But she did, and Stray was the only person she could think to go to.

[xmultimusesx]

Remmick X Tsi Aesthetic Board

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[dappermouth]

No moon, no light to cross your face.

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#IStandWithStarlight, [x] @straysupe

There wasn't even a pause when Stray warned, the words themself seeming to be lost in the tension. Tension that didn't ease when a fist flew into the young man's throat, a warning of their own. People were fragile. "Have any more dumb shit to say? You feeling lucky with three on two?" Tsillah barked at them, an aggressive step forward that had the college boys feet shuffling subtly backwards while their friend recovered. "Because I'd be happy teaching fuckheads like you that numbers don't matter." Tsillah grunted, being forced to take a step back when Stray pulled the fabric of their cape, head turning to look at her- a mix of emotions behind their half-mask. They started to open their mouth to say something but Stray continued and the words that she said hit them. They clenched their jaw shut for a moment before sniffing and turning their head. "It's criminals I go after. The second any of you fuckers mess up, you're fair. Fucking. Game." It was Tsillah's turn to snatch, their hand gripping the shapeshifter's wrist, pulling it from their cape and, with Stray still in her grip, began to move them away from the three young men. "We need to fucking talk."

[straysupe]

🔸️- Stand up for her

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Stray's face scrunches up in visible confusion as her head whips round. She stares at Tsillah, looking as blank as ever in their black supe get up. "What?" She blurts out, as baffled as the few college looking guys who had gathered in a loose semicircle around Stray. They sported God U paraphernalia and someone had a 'Sorry snowflake' Homelander t-shirt on. The men had surrounded Stray. Boys really, given some of them still had pimply faces while one poor soul was trying and failing to grow a beard. They'd taken offense at the bright yellow Starlighter shirt she's wearing. They were no threat and Stray was looking forward to making them all piss themselves when faced with a tiger, but then Tsillah swooped in. Literally like the nightingale they are. It had taken Stray by surprise.

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Tsillah wasn't looking at Stray, didn't need to. They saw what was happening and it clicked something in their mind- didn't matter if Stray could handle herself or not. The reasoning was unclear- whether they felt protective over the shapeshifter, or it was based on the hatred they felt towards this sort of behavior, maybe even a mixture of the two. It wouldn't be explained to Stray, regardless.

"Back. The fuck up." The words were spoken once more, the only fucking time they'd repeat themself. The daylight itself seemed to dim around them as they stepped forward.

It seemed the young men, and men is said loosely, were stunned as Stray for a moment before a snicker rose from the throat of the sadly bearded one. "Woah, who called the edgelord in?" Laughter filtered in from the others, their confidence seeming to be regained.

The shadowy supe stood stock still and silent. At least until one of them made the bold move of stepping forward.

The response was immediate- Tsillah's fist struck the young man's throat squarely, causing him to let out a strangled sound before sprawling backwards, clawing at his throat before he finally managed to seem to draw breath again. She began to stalk forward, ready to tear into them- age be damned.

[quietwingsinthesky]

what’s the point of giving your character severe trauma if it doesn’t make them an asshole to work with. not in a cute way. they should be a fucking cunt. they have to make problems on purpose. they have to lash out at their friends without even being provoked, just because they’re having a bad day and they want to hurt someone to cope with it. on purpose. they have to want to hurt someone on purpose. they can regret it later, but they can’t just say something mean on accident, it has to be calculated and cruel and so, so intentional.

[milkymosaic]

Characters who choose death but are forced to live, my beloveds.

Characters who have to come to terms with a second chance at life they never asked for, my darlings.

Characters who move forward on the trembling legs of a newborn fawn through the overwhelming, blinding crush of an existence they fully forsook but which was thrust back upon their unwilling beings, my obsessions.

[vigilantenightingale]

What enters the room before you do?

The Intensity

You arrive carrying depth in your eyes. Even in stillness, there’s a sense that something inside you is awake - thinking, feeling, holding layers. You don’t enter spaces casually; you enter whole. Some people lean toward you, drawn by the gravity. Others feel exposed, like small talk won’t survive in your presence. You don’t do shallow easily. Not because you’re heavy but because you’re honest. You bring meaning into rooms, even when you wish you could leave things light for once. Colours: Burgundy, ink black, deep indigo Scene: Sitting across from someone in quiet conversation, neither of you looking away, both aware something real is happening.

Tagged by: @xmultimusesx Tagging: Whoever wants to do it who hasn't already been tagged!

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"You're here?"

Tsillah and Remmick 🥺

send me   “ you’re here…?”   for your muse to wake up in a hospital bed and find my muse holding their hand

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Looking up from the book he was reading, remmick closed it after saving the page he was on before setting it aside to put his attention onto Tsi. He had been holding their hand while his other had held the book he was reading, which now it sat in the bedside table. The hybrid nodded "Well Where else am I supposed to go....had a deal to watch each other's backs aye?" He lightly teased with a smirk, his hand returning to hold her own once more. They were in a private patient room than with others, he had made sure of that "Don't try to get up....yous got fucked up pretty bad. Had to give you my blood before bringing you here" he explained tilting his head wondering if they remembered what happened to land themselves here. He still has a hint of bruising on his right cheek, and his lip seemed to heal from it being busted

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The hunter could barely open their eyes, the lights of the room oppressive, but they had opened them enough to look over at the man that was next to the bed. Their fingers had squeezed around his for a moment, as if testing if things were real. And his hand was. In the brief moment they had before thoughts truly set in, it was comforting.

Painkillers and other stabilizing medicines ran through them through an IV, keeping them sluggish and foggy, but thankfully the pain of whatever had happened wasn't touching them. Tsillah posed the question, the novelty of Remmick being there, with them instead of off doing his own thing finally set in enough for them to question it aloud with a raspy voice. They worked together, sure, he had killed their father for them, also true, but Tsillah wasn't entirely sure if they were friendly. This clarified it, or at least let her believe that he cared more than that care-free act led her to believe.

Even now, starting to wake up, Tsillah found that hand of his comforting. Her hand squeezing his again as she closed her eyes and tried to adjust herself. Ah, there was the dull pain - that would no doubt be leagues worse without his blood and the medication. "What's. The extent of what's wrong with me," they asked slowly, a bit slurred, rolling their head to blearily look over at him. He was still bruised, even if just faintly. She couldn't remember the details, just the sounds of gunshots, of growls and snarls, screams.

"At least you can. Get bagged blood here. If you need it. Should. Help with the last of that. Bruising. God I feel. Fucking. Weird."

Tsillah had never been under this amount of medication, or any medication at all for that matter.

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[pin] Tsi and Remmick 😂

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uh oh! i’ve fallen in love with the enemy meme

[ pin ]  for the sender to pin the receiver against a wall @vigilantenightingale

Remmick was stronger than Tsi, they both knew that but regardless he allowed them to pin him against the wall - a confident and almost cocky smirk on his lips. His head tilted lightly not caring much how close their faces were, in fact he leaned in closer almost purring as he spoke "got yer goat didn't aye sealgair beag? Or was it that woman who kept look'in at me like she wanted to take me home?" He was somewhat dressed up - though Tsi had to almost actually fight him to get him to dress proper and prim to sneak into an event for info. Tsi couldn't go they'd stick out too much, and while Remmick hated the high social type of events - he charmed his way through it just fine, and managed to get what Tsi needed without issues.

Now though his teasing seemed to push tsi's button's too much which had led to their current little stand off "hm.....can smell it on yous" he purred, actually purred leaning in more enough that his breath was felt against their ear "Might take a bit to recognize the scents of certain emotions...but I can tell when someone is jealous"

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One hand trailed up her body to grip her neck - not in a threatening way but more in a dominant manner type of way as he groaned feeling close again by how she bounced and rode him. He chuckled against their lips "gonna be knotting yous anyway when I fuck you during me ruts - gonna make you feel better than this right here, my little hunter" he growled in lust "Remind you that the only one I'm fuck'in is the one riding me right now" How many hunters would be disgusted at the fact one of their own as fucking a monster they vowed to hunt, to kill especially hybrids - but no, tsi had let him change and let him live, and now they were here. Remmick almost nuzzled his face against their own "cum for me mo aingeal marbh" he purred moving his hand to rub their clit again "mine, do you understand" he growled mixed with a grunt of pleasure as he felt himself right there "I smell anyone else on you like this, ain't no body gonna be able to identify em from their remains"

He let out a curse in Irish, moaning out as remmick felt another wave rush over him - that knot expanding before locking them together as he spilled a heavy load inside them that would be kept there, and not a single drop would spill out. He rutted against them through their orgasms, until he slowly came to a stop, keeping tsi in place - not like they could pull apart anyway until his knot went down

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Tsillah should have hated that feeling of his hand around her throat, should have hated the domineering and dominance, but she didn't. It only made everything feel so much more. The hunter's pulse thumped against his thumb and their breath rasped with each moan and pull of shaky inhale. Tsillah had never felt this good, she had never felt this much- it felt like, for once since her father's death, she was alive and something beyond what she had been broken to be. The hunter listened to him, hung onto every one of those words that dripped with the very same lust that filled them over and over again, pounding into them. They couldn't respond, only gasping and moaning for breath- deep down they couldn't wait for his ruts. Couldn't wait for this to happen again. The way she was feeling right now, it was like seeing the world in color for the first time after living in black and white.

A softer sound escaped Tsillah as he purred for them to cum, their head leaning forward to rest against his shoulder as their hips stuttered and bucked. His. And he'd kill anyone else they slept with. They were his. Fuck that was hot, and exactly what they needed to hear.

They let out a cracked, warbling cry as they were sent over the edge all over again. Their arms had wrapped around him, holding themself to him as tight as possible as they ground Remmick in as deep as he could go. A shudder of ecstasy could be felt rolling over the entirety of their body with each contraction of that orgasm, something that was prolonged when they felt that impossibly thick knot seal them together with another warm wash of his love filling them. His movements rocked the both of them through their orgasms, almost calming after the heat and desperation dialed down.

Tsillah's arms still remained loosely around him, almost like a hug, and their head remained with cheek pressed to his shoulder. Their breath was ragged and their eyes half-closed, dazed, heartbeat a frenzied mess in their chest.

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[pin] Tsi and Remmick 😂

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uh oh! i’ve fallen in love with the enemy meme

[ pin ]  for the sender to pin the receiver against a wall @vigilantenightingale

Remmick was stronger than Tsi, they both knew that but regardless he allowed them to pin him against the wall - a confident and almost cocky smirk on his lips. His head tilted lightly not caring much how close their faces were, in fact he leaned in closer almost purring as he spoke "got yer goat didn't aye sealgair beag? Or was it that woman who kept look'in at me like she wanted to take me home?" He was somewhat dressed up - though Tsi had to almost actually fight him to get him to dress proper and prim to sneak into an event for info. Tsi couldn't go they'd stick out too much, and while Remmick hated the high social type of events - he charmed his way through it just fine, and managed to get what Tsi needed without issues.

Now though his teasing seemed to push tsi's button's too much which had led to their current little stand off "hm.....can smell it on yous" he purred, actually purred leaning in more enough that his breath was felt against their ear "Might take a bit to recognize the scents of certain emotions...but I can tell when someone is jealous"

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Being around as long as he had been, Remmick knew what he was doing - not that he made a habit of sleeping around, maybe only a few times but only if that was one way he could manage to cox his prey into letting their guard down, and in the end, they'd always end up dead. Not tsi though, no they were too useful and interesting to him - and besides as much as tsi might not openly admit it, they needed the hybrid. Who else was keeping them safe once the truth got out about their father's death -because the truth would either come out or tsi would be blamed and they were going to need him after all.

He didn't ease up on his actions, how he pounded upward now into them - the mess from their previous climax mixing but he didn't give a dam as he groaned at the feeling "hm talk'in about yer self? cause I doubt yous gonna find anyone able to fuck you like this - make you sound so needy. Yer gonna be craving me cock, me cum" Remmick purred against their lips, biting their bottom one roughly "gonna cum for me again? might even knot yous hm?"

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This was dangerous, in the back of Tsillah's mind they were aware of that. This was exactly what their father had no doubt wanted to scare them away from. Wanted to break those urges so that they could never be used against them and yet, here they were, fucking a god damned hybrid. Out of jealousy. Her father would be thrashing in his grave, thankfully Tsillah didn't care. If anything it only fueled her on because she was doing this because she wanted to. And if this led to her death? Well. It wasn't exactly something Tsillah was scared of. Death was always quietly welcome, even if they would never admit it. There was still those empty days that struck them. Even with their father being dead for a good amount of time now. Those days still came and they bring about horrible thoughts.

It didn't matter right now though- all of that was shoved so far into the back of her mind it was practically nonexistent as she bounced herself almost mindlessly upon Remmick's cock, groaning into his mouth. "Oh fuck you-" She hissed, though Tsillah's voice was lilted with pleasure she could not deny. It always made her want to sleep around. Almost made her want to see if he would get jealous. A part of her wanted him to be. And a part of her would be hurt if he wasn't- not that this was supposed to be anything more than a moment steeped in passion. Tsillah just wanted to be wanted.

The way he wasn't even phased by this was infuriating, it only made their actions more desperate. "You think you deserve to knot me?" They panted despite their eyes clenching shut as they tried to fight against the orgasm that so greedily wished to take them once more. Remmick was probably right, she'd never find anyone else who could fuck her like this. And she'd keep coming back to him. Hell she'd probably have wet dreams about this night. There was something so deliciously hopeless about that.

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[pin] Tsi and Remmick 😂

@vigilantenightingale

uh oh! i’ve fallen in love with the enemy meme

[ pin ]  for the sender to pin the receiver against a wall @vigilantenightingale

Remmick was stronger than Tsi, they both knew that but regardless he allowed them to pin him against the wall - a confident and almost cocky smirk on his lips. His head tilted lightly not caring much how close their faces were, in fact he leaned in closer almost purring as he spoke "got yer goat didn't aye sealgair beag? Or was it that woman who kept look'in at me like she wanted to take me home?" He was somewhat dressed up - though Tsi had to almost actually fight him to get him to dress proper and prim to sneak into an event for info. Tsi couldn't go they'd stick out too much, and while Remmick hated the high social type of events - he charmed his way through it just fine, and managed to get what Tsi needed without issues.

Now though his teasing seemed to push tsi's button's too much which had led to their current little stand off "hm.....can smell it on yous" he purred, actually purred leaning in more enough that his breath was felt against their ear "Might take a bit to recognize the scents of certain emotions...but I can tell when someone is jealous"

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"and now yous gonna help me with em ruts hm? Let me knot you, fuck you all week long aye?" Remmick purred not easing up on his thrusts as his hand finally released their wrists above their head. The hand moved to help adjust the angle, feeling how Tsi seemed to move like they wanted to be sure he hit a certain spot each and every trust of his. He groaned mixed with a chuckle, capturing their lips in a deep and heated kiss "So desperate ain't yous, to be fucked like no one has fucked you before, to cum" he purred rolling his hips, one hand moving between them to roughly rub her clit "Gonna a good hunter for me and cum, but I ain't done with you" he growled in lust, nipping their bottom lip.

To hell with the rough knocks on the door to their room, he drowned it out too busy listening to how he was making such a seemingly stoic hunter become a moaning mess underneath him "cum for me hard enough i might let yous ride me before you give out hm?"

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"Depends on-" Tsillah's words were interrupted with a cracked moan and a shaky breath, hands immediately going to claw along his back the minute they were released, trying to keep him there. "- on how well- you beg-" A sentiment that sounded comedic now as they were practically pounded into the bed. When he adjusted so that each thrust hit that special spot within them, Tsillah lost control of the sounds they were making, unable to keep their mouth closed. The pool of pleasure ran deep, it trickled over their skin, danced along every nerve, caused them to shudder and buck for those final few drops that they needed- aided along by the hybrid's hand glossing over their sensitive and engorged bud. All they could offer him was a sloppy kiss, lost in the throws of pleasure he had thrown them into.

"Yes-" Was what she panted to him, a throaty sound bleeding into the grunts and breaths as they hurtled towards the edge, face flushed and sweaty, inky hair pooled about the pillows. And then it came like some great catastrophic explosion. Tsillah dug her nails hard enough into his back to draw blood and shoved her face so hard into his neck she could hardly breath. The sound that escaped them was almost a sob of relief as their walls clenched and quivered at the thick length that parted them, hips rolling and thighs squeezing around Remmick to milk every last drop of pleasure. The hunter was nearly a bear trap about Remmick the way their limbs squeezed around him, like he were the last thing on earth, their rock to cling to in a raging sea. Her heart was a thundering beast in her chest as she rode out that orgasm, gasping and cooing for breath, deaf to everything but the sound of him and her.

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The hybrid hissed in both pain and pleasure feeling how Tsi's nails dug into his back enough that he felt and smelled the blood being drawn - though the marks would easily heal within the morning. The urge to bite them, not a turning bite but just the urge to mark them as they in a way marked him - Tsi would have to settle for the bruising on their hips and the ache between their legs that would be left by the force behind his thrusts. He moaned against their skin, burying his face against their neck as he felt Tsi as if they were trying to squeeze every single drop that he shot into them "Fuck, such a good little hunter - letting everyone know how good yous being fucked hm? Milking me for everything i got huh" he purred

Good on his word as well, he rolled them so Tsi straddled him now and remmick was underneath, hips still thrusting firmly against them - his tongue dragging between their breasts before taking one into his mouth to tease the nipple with his teeth and tongue "Make me cum again hm? Think you got it in you?" He purred digging his fingers into the hips

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It was a sea of ecstasy that made words and thoughts fuzzy and distant, the only thing that mattered was the honey thick pleasure that seemed to fill the entirety of them. Already there was that dull ache at their hips where his hands gripped, an ache that was welcome and sent a shiver of her spine. How long had she needed a good fuck like this? It had to be Remmick- of course it had to be. And he wouldn't let them forget about this either. Not that Tsillah would want to. This was good, even if he did get on their nerves usually. There was no denying good sex.

"Oh fuck yes," they breathed when they rolled, Tsillah wasting no time in grinding down against the hybrid, nails hooking into his back all over again as he sat up to start lavishing their chest with attention. Each roll of their hip was hungry, purposeful. There was nothing gentle nor slow about this, only wonton need and desire. One of her hands gripped a handful of his hair, not to angle his head, just simply to hold as his teeth grazed the sensitive bud on their chest. "I'll have you begging for more," the hunter breathed to him. With each snap of their hip came the sound of slickness, dampness already dripping to the sheets below, the smell of arousal and sex filling the room like a fog of obscene incense.

"You won't want to fuck anyone else when I'm through with you," Tsillah practically growled to him, their hand in his hair now gripping to angle it back so their lips could lock in a messy kiss filled with panted breaths and moans.

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👙 to see my muse in lingerie (reverse)

Tsi getting dressed up for when Eoin and Paddy get back from their briefing 😏 @vigilantenightingale

💞 that's amore !! a collection of valentine's day symbols

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Eoin knew how much paddy disliked meetings, briefings not so much but the shorter Irishman still wasn't a fan of them in the end - despite he was the commanding officer mostly giving out those briefings. Today though it was a small personal one with Bill that called for eoin, leaving Tsi back at the room the trio shared - and boy did both men get a surprise when they walked into the room. Paddy removed his beret grumbling something in irish annoyed, while eoin had looked at the man amused - though paddy was the first to notice Tsi, and eoin noticed next after almost running into his childhood friend who had stopped in his tracks.

Both locked eyes on their lover, paddy's gaze darkening with need, while eoin's darkened with desire and a faint smirk formed on his lips "Oh? well now...this is very nice" eoin purred walking over, wrapping an arm around Tsi, brushing his nose against their neck purring almost as he left kisses "don't you look delicious" he hummed as paddy joined him, kissing along the other wise of tsi's neck "good enough to eat~" paddy added trailing his lips up to Tsi's as he kissed them

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It would be a lie to say that both of them being called to the same meeting didn't cause stress to flood into Tsillah, making them restless and amounting to a lot of pacing. But they had tried to reign it in and focus on the after, instead of the anxious waiting. Partially a treat for all of them.

Naturally when Tsillah was nothing but her father's weapon, there had been no sense of individuality, no freedom. Monotonous clothes all pressed and steamed perfectly, folded perfectly, the same patterns, the same routines. So Tsillah did something new for themself today, while out in Ciro. They bought themself something nice. Silky and revealing in just the right places, some very fine lingerie. Something to surprise the two men with, but also, to simply... Try it? It was something different than the military clothes, or just being bare. It was sexy, a word they never really thought of themselves as.

So the soldier eventually came back to their shared room and put on the risqué outfit, nervously admired themself in the mirror and found that... They liked it. Or at least would like to share it with Paddy and Eoin. With that decision finalized in her mind, she'd settle onto the bed and wait.

When they came in, there were genuine butterflies in Tsillah's gut as they smoothed their hair back and grinned at the two, unable to suppress a small, giddy chuckle.

"Figured it'd be a nice surprise for enduring the meeting," she murmured to them, sitting up partially as they came to join her on the bed, already feeling warm. Easily Tsillah sank into Eoin's arms, softly twining fingers into his curly hair, while her other hand cradled Paddy's jaw. "I missed you two." And as if to punctuate that, Paddy's lips met hers and she wasted no time in meeting his back with gusto, teeth grazing his bottom lip.

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Both men took in tsi's scent, paddy's hand moving to roam - paddy growling in a lustful manner before slipping his tonuge into their mouth to explore, a hand moving to slip between tsi's legs to tease them "oh? want to show us just how much yous missed us then?" Eoin purred leaning into their hand that played with his hair, licking his lips before pulling away to stand up "my turn tasting em pads, you did it last time" he hummed undoing his military shirt but never breaking eye contact with Tsi as he was undressing "Or does our good solider want to ride pad's face hm?" he hummed

"Waited for nicely for us, and got all dressed up knowing we didn't want to go to that shite briefing" Paddy hummed, moving to slowly slip the lingerie off tsi's body "tell us what yous want, we missed you too" he hummed nipping at her bottom lip

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A breathy moan was easily earned as Tsillah felt that rough hand easing between their thighs, running over the silky cloth that covered them, mouth welcoming in the intruder with a caress of their own tongue. It was still surprising just how quick it felt like they could melt for the two men, walls crumbling and harsh exterior falling away to reveal a person, something they were still learning to be.

Tsillah grinned as Eoin held her gaze, their legs parting ever so slightly in anticipation. "Both are good," they mused, head turning to Paddy to tug at his lower lip in return. "But you're right, Paddy got dessert last time, your turn Eoin." They let Paddy begin to remove the pieces he wished to remove, while her own hands began to work at his own shirt. Their lips finding his neck, kissing and nipping against the skin. "Just want to have a good night with you two, make up for the lost time," they murmured against his skin. "Hope the meeting wasn't too bad. Don't know why they needed both of you." It was obvious Tsillah didn't like when both of the men were gone at once, the last time that happened something horrible happened. And as stalwart as the soldier could be, it was clear they faced a heavy separation anxiety.

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Paddy tilted his head back a bit to give Tsi access to his neck humming at the feeling and giving a bit of a growl of approval "can smell yous already, fuck never get tired of how good you smell when yer needing us" he spoke. It wasn't a secret to the two men about tsi's anxiety when either of them weren't within their sight - not after what happened to make the pair the true dogs of war they were "hm bill needed to talk to us but that's a topic for another time...let us make up for making yous worry" Eoin spoke tossing his belt without much care onto the floor, before pulling tsi close to him and into a loving kiss. He chuckled against their lips hearing paddy growl in annoyance "you'll get em after I taste em....got get me desert aye?" eoin hummed helping bunch the material around their hips, before easily ripping off their undergarments

Eoin moved to lay down, having tsi straddle his head and wasting no time in driving his mouth towards their core, moaning and giving a growl of approval as his tonuge buried itself inside them and swirled. His hands held their hips helping tsi move to ride his face, us him to their pleasure. Meanwhile paddy had stood up, shirt on the ground thanks to tsi before he pulled off his tank top and started to work on his belt and pants, which felt very tight by the tent in them "hm how did we get lucky to laid you hm?" Paddy guided their face to look at him, kissing tsi deeply "so perfect for us"

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It was undeniably hot that either of the men could smell their arousal when it came, there was never any hiding it from them, and Tsillah grinned when Paddy mentioned it. "I love that I don't even have to tell either of you, though maybe the lingerie gave it away this time," they mused with one of their wry grins. Their hand was roving over Paddy, eyes tracing the strong chords of his neck before Eoin so lovingly pulled them into a kiss that made them fall lax in his arms. "Be careful with them, they're not supposed to be a one use sort of clothing." Tsillah warned, hearing some of the fabric tearing when Eoin started to pull it off, a mild glare that would soon enough disappear. There was that electric coil of excitement that settled low in the hunter's belly when they settled each knee on opposite sides of Eoin's face, still wearing the red lacy lingerie top over their chest. "Shit-" they shuddered out as the Irishman so eagerly brought his mouth to them, instinctively hunching her back and giving a trembling roll of the hips. One of her hands went to the dark curls of Eoin's head, curling her fingers in as she moved in rhythm to Eoin's tongue. All the while watching Paddy through half-lidded eyes, mouth partially open as she inhaled and exhaled shaky breaths in time with the flutters of pleasure that came from her core. He was already hard, it was impressive, but then again, both the men were likely just as needy as Tsillah.

They gave a soft moan into Paddy's mouth, their hand that wasn't within Eoin's hair raising to keep Paddy's head cradled to hers. "I ask myself-" words were interrupted with a moan and a firmer buck of their hips against Eoin's face. "-how I got. So lucky- not just one, but both of you?"

A shudder rolled down their spine with the ache that throbbed in their core, further stoked by the writhe of a skilled tongue. "God I need the both of you so bad," they whined softly, her hand that was cupping Paddy's head now trailed down his chest, then lower, a clear destination in mind.

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👙 to see my muse in lingerie (reverse)

Tsi getting dressed up for when Eoin and Paddy get back from their briefing 😏 @vigilantenightingale

💞 that's amore !! a collection of valentine's day symbols

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Eoin knew how much paddy disliked meetings, briefings not so much but the shorter Irishman still wasn't a fan of them in the end - despite he was the commanding officer mostly giving out those briefings. Today though it was a small personal one with Bill that called for eoin, leaving Tsi back at the room the trio shared - and boy did both men get a surprise when they walked into the room. Paddy removed his beret grumbling something in irish annoyed, while eoin had looked at the man amused - though paddy was the first to notice Tsi, and eoin noticed next after almost running into his childhood friend who had stopped in his tracks.

Both locked eyes on their lover, paddy's gaze darkening with need, while eoin's darkened with desire and a faint smirk formed on his lips "Oh? well now...this is very nice" eoin purred walking over, wrapping an arm around Tsi, brushing his nose against their neck purring almost as he left kisses "don't you look delicious" he hummed as paddy joined him, kissing along the other wise of tsi's neck "good enough to eat~" paddy added trailing his lips up to Tsi's as he kissed them

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It would be a lie to say that both of them being called to the same meeting didn't cause stress to flood into Tsillah, making them restless and amounting to a lot of pacing. But they had tried to reign it in and focus on the after, instead of the anxious waiting. Partially a treat for all of them.

Naturally when Tsillah was nothing but her father's weapon, there had been no sense of individuality, no freedom. Monotonous clothes all pressed and steamed perfectly, folded perfectly, the same patterns, the same routines. So Tsillah did something new for themself today, while out in Ciro. They bought themself something nice. Silky and revealing in just the right places, some very fine lingerie. Something to surprise the two men with, but also, to simply... Try it? It was something different than the military clothes, or just being bare. It was sexy, a word they never really thought of themselves as.

So the soldier eventually came back to their shared room and put on the risqué outfit, nervously admired themself in the mirror and found that... They liked it. Or at least would like to share it with Paddy and Eoin. With that decision finalized in her mind, she'd settle onto the bed and wait.

When they came in, there were genuine butterflies in Tsillah's gut as they smoothed their hair back and grinned at the two, unable to suppress a small, giddy chuckle.

"Figured it'd be a nice surprise for enduring the meeting," she murmured to them, sitting up partially as they came to join her on the bed, already feeling warm. Easily Tsillah sank into Eoin's arms, softly twining fingers into his curly hair, while her other hand cradled Paddy's jaw. "I missed you two." And as if to punctuate that, Paddy's lips met hers and she wasted no time in meeting his back with gusto, teeth grazing his bottom lip.

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Both men took in tsi's scent, paddy's hand moving to roam - paddy growling in a lustful manner before slipping his tonuge into their mouth to explore, a hand moving to slip between tsi's legs to tease them "oh? want to show us just how much yous missed us then?" Eoin purred leaning into their hand that played with his hair, licking his lips before pulling away to stand up "my turn tasting em pads, you did it last time" he hummed undoing his military shirt but never breaking eye contact with Tsi as he was undressing "Or does our good solider want to ride pad's face hm?" he hummed

"Waited for nicely for us, and got all dressed up knowing we didn't want to go to that shite briefing" Paddy hummed, moving to slowly slip the lingerie off tsi's body "tell us what yous want, we missed you too" he hummed nipping at her bottom lip

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A breathy moan was easily earned as Tsillah felt that rough hand easing between their thighs, running over the silky cloth that covered them, mouth welcoming in the intruder with a caress of their own tongue. It was still surprising just how quick it felt like they could melt for the two men, walls crumbling and harsh exterior falling away to reveal a person, something they were still learning to be.

Tsillah grinned as Eoin held her gaze, their legs parting ever so slightly in anticipation. "Both are good," they mused, head turning to Paddy to tug at his lower lip in return. "But you're right, Paddy got dessert last time, your turn Eoin." They let Paddy begin to remove the pieces he wished to remove, while her own hands began to work at his own shirt. Their lips finding his neck, kissing and nipping against the skin. "Just want to have a good night with you two, make up for the lost time," they murmured against his skin. "Hope the meeting wasn't too bad. Don't know why they needed both of you." It was obvious Tsillah didn't like when both of the men were gone at once, the last time that happened something horrible happened. And as stalwart as the soldier could be, it was clear they faced a heavy separation anxiety.

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👙 to see my muse in lingerie (reverse)

Tsi getting dressed up for when Eoin and Paddy get back from their briefing 😏 @vigilantenightingale

💞 that's amore !! a collection of valentine's day symbols

@vigilantenightingale

Eoin knew how much paddy disliked meetings, briefings not so much but the shorter Irishman still wasn't a fan of them in the end - despite he was the commanding officer mostly giving out those briefings. Today though it was a small personal one with Bill that called for eoin, leaving Tsi back at the room the trio shared - and boy did both men get a surprise when they walked into the room. Paddy removed his beret grumbling something in irish annoyed, while eoin had looked at the man amused - though paddy was the first to notice Tsi, and eoin noticed next after almost running into his childhood friend who had stopped in his tracks.

Both locked eyes on their lover, paddy's gaze darkening with need, while eoin's darkened with desire and a faint smirk formed on his lips "Oh? well now...this is very nice" eoin purred walking over, wrapping an arm around Tsi, brushing his nose against their neck purring almost as he left kisses "don't you look delicious" he hummed as paddy joined him, kissing along the other wise of tsi's neck "good enough to eat~" paddy added trailing his lips up to Tsi's as he kissed them

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It would be a lie to say that both of them being called to the same meeting didn't cause stress to flood into Tsillah, making them restless and amounting to a lot of pacing. But they had tried to reign it in and focus on the after, instead of the anxious waiting. Partially a treat for all of them.

Naturally when Tsillah was nothing but her father's weapon, there had been no sense of individuality, no freedom. Monotonous clothes all pressed and steamed perfectly, folded perfectly, the same patterns, the same routines. So Tsillah did something new for themself today, while out in Ciro. They bought themself something nice. Silky and revealing in just the right places, some very fine lingerie. Something to surprise the two men with, but also, to simply... Try it? It was something different than the military clothes, or just being bare. It was sexy, a word they never really thought of themselves as.

So the soldier eventually came back to their shared room and put on the risqué outfit, nervously admired themself in the mirror and found that... They liked it. Or at least would like to share it with Paddy and Eoin. With that decision finalized in her mind, she'd settle onto the bed and wait.

When they came in, there were genuine butterflies in Tsillah's gut as they smoothed their hair back and grinned at the two, unable to suppress a small, giddy chuckle.

"Figured it'd be a nice surprise for enduring the meeting," she murmured to them, sitting up partially as they came to join her on the bed, already feeling warm. Easily Tsillah sank into Eoin's arms, softly twining fingers into his curly hair, while her other hand cradled Paddy's jaw. "I missed you two." And as if to punctuate that, Paddy's lips met hers and she wasted no time in meeting his back with gusto, teeth grazing his bottom lip.