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Runa: You look good in that hoodie. Jayce: You know where else I'd look good? Runa, zero hesitation: My bed. Jayce, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?
@everydayxghosts This seems about right
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✩˚。⋆ 𝑰𝑵𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑.
send in 📋 , ( or ' incorrect quote ' if you don't see the emoji. ) & i'll use THIS GENERATOR & make an edit of our muses. ( or group if multiple names are given. )
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toby: *in love with runa* also toby: *chipper customer service voice* I could kill us both right now, but i wont, dont worry
this will never stop being hilarious to me
@everydayxghosts I love how Toby is straight up in love with Runa and then you have Cillian, the highly religious Irish man like "you can be a friend"
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Actually, the falling is terrifying and at least a little painful; but he didn't need to know all that. Because he was right, she had no regrets. "I wouldn't say it's worth it, but I'd do it again given the choice." The next question seemed a little out of the left; but he had been entertaining so far, so she'd oblige. "I used to. They're all gone now, I try not to fight at all if I can avoid it. Did enough of that while I was married."
She looked over to him and place a hand over his on the wheel for just a moment. "You don't need to be nervous. I can hear it in your voice." Taking her hand away she chuckled softly. "I'm a big girl, I can tell you no if you ask something I don't want to answer."
"But falling must feel good, right? Like yeah you found a new place, but isn't it worth it in the end?" Toby asked softly. "Do you have anything worth fighting for?"
Toby was enchanted by Runa. But he was nervous. And he wanted to be respectful.
And he was an utter goofball.
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#Positivity Protocol! 😄💙☀️ Send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!
Why thank you, my dear! I do aim to please.
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The Hybrid hummed happily as Lucifer wound tighter against him. The longer they lay there, the more his mind cleared, and the more he realized he might have misunderstood what was happening here. He was surprised to find that he didn't particularly care that none of this was likely romantic for Lucifer. He still had this perfect man who'd done so much to make him feel like he deserved to make a connection with anyone - let alone someone like him - resting atop his chest. He'd been granted his desire after all; Asa certainly wasn't lonely anymore. After a few more moments just admiring the creature that held him, he would let his eyes close; fingers absently carding through his hair as his breathing began to match Lucifer's and his body fully relaxed. "So...I gotta ask..." His voice was coming back, but it was still a bit wrecked. "Did I...actually make a deal with you earlier?"
The question was tinged with a little bit of a laugh, not moving to look at him as he spoke. Out of the context of their heightened state before that whole exchange in his head just seemed so silly, not that he wanted to retract anything of course. It just didn't felt redundant to have what amounted to a contract on a bond that already felt pretty damn strong.
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Relishing in the throws of passion with his vampiric lover, Lucifer couldn't help but wash him down, inside and out, with his liquid divinity. Angels were known to be quite the passionate beings, and despite being the rebel that he was, the same definitely rang true for the Lightbringer. Through the waves of ecstasy crashing over the pair of sweaty sexed men, he simply nodded and kissed wherever he could on Asa's slick masculinity. He'd set out to make his lover feel worthy, and even as post-nut clarity set in, he took great pride in the fact that he had indeed accomplished the goal he'd set out to.
As Asa kissed him, ran his hands on his muscle and wings, the wings that remained on display through it all, Lucifer sighed in satisfied bliss. To be revered in such a way, no matter how subconscious that reverence was, truly meant something to him. Even if only in this moment, Asa saw him as 'his Angel,' not simply fallen or evil, not only bad or broken. It was so rare that anyone ever saw him this way, so it only served to strengthen the bond the men had fostered. He smiled as he laid against the hot vampire, his glow steadied to a gentle radiance. "You do, Asa. You have no bloody idea..." He'd hook his arms beneath his bottom's torso to close the gap between them as they reveled in the exquisite sheets. Lucifer rested his head on Asa's chest, still lodged inside the vampire with no intentions to pull out yet. He just wanted to lay there, on full display, entangled with a very worthy Asa.
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Friends, hmm? That was a new one. He'd just met her, and her little 'trick' had never actually generated anything close to friendship. Some perhaps became overly romantic, but never friends. Runa regarded the man with some skepticism, but not necessarily suspicion; taking his hand. "How would I help you, exactly? I haven't got any of the connections I used to; I made very sure of that." It was getting close to time for her to take the stage, but they were used to catering to her being slightly off schedule.
This man certainly was special, though she supposed mortals attempting to police the supernatural would have to be.
Cillian smirked. He was drawn to her, but there was a sense that he was one of the only respectful ones around and he knew he could control his needs, his desires.
"We can help each other out, Runa. That's what friends do."
He held out a hand to her. He wondered how many friends she actually had and he'd come to accept that things weren't so scary, as long as he still believed in himself and others.
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#Positivity Protocol! 😄💙☀️ Send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!
dangit, now I cant send it back or we'll get caught in a positivity loop!
seriously though thank you so much! Coming from you that's ridiculously high praise! Sometimes it gets hard out here for OCs and I'm super grateful to have found the people I have since coming back!
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She'd hum around him; obviously enjoying the state she'd put him in. Having said she'd move on once he stopped being able to speak; she felt he might be missing out of she didn't give him one final sensation first. Relaxing her throat, she would press down, taking in as much of him as she could; swallowing around him as he passed into her throat before pulling away entirely. "Maybe I'll tease you some other time..." She murmured softly, voice a little raw from what she'd just done. Moving to her feet, she'd offer him a hand to pull him up from the chair. "Come on, lets go somewhere with a little more room." Practically purring as she spoke to him, leading him back to their bedroom. "Wouldn't want someone to get nosy, after all..."
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"I know that you're all I want." He said through a broken moan.
If he could capture this moment in a picture, he would. This was by far the best human feeling he has ever felt. A few words in their old angelic language slipped out of his lips in a low mutter as his hands gripped the arms of the chair. He tried speaking again, but only moans and groans came out every time his mouth opened.
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Runa took a moment to finish making the tea; only turning to him once she was one. "Jayce, my sweet Little Light..." Had he overstepped? Probably. Did she particularly care? Not enough to fight about. She brought both hands up to cup his face, kissing him tenderly.
"Do you understand why I didn't want to get married again? It has nothing at all to do with how much I love you. I need to be very clear about that."
After Jayce had picked up a different ring, he rushed home. He was nervous about the new ring and kept debating if he should go back to get the other one. It was too late, though, as he found himself standing next to her.
"Are you sure I didn't overstep anything?" He asked.
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Did Asa want another family? He'd not ever let himself think about it before, the losses before taking literal centuries to come to terms with. How did someone like him even begin to have such a thing again? Was it even him, or just his instincts? "Too many unknowns to really answer that...but I wouldn't turn it down if the opportunity presented itself." Was the answer he'd finally offer. It was the truth; he didn't think he'd ever actively seek out something that could be taken from him, but he'd learned to accept gifts for what they were over the years. Like the cult. "Not terribly creative, sorry to disappoint." He would laugh softly, thinking of what he usually did to impress these people. He never let them actually see him, it would lose the mystique he reckoned. "Usually just move fast enough they can't see me take the offering, cause a rockslide nearby, carved a little hat into the rocks near their camp and watched them argue over what it meant for weeks once." He shrugged lightly, laughing at the realization he'd just had. "Seems I only get creative when murder's involved."
"I'm open to any ideas you have, mainly heading out this early cause we both could use a good time that didn't involve stripping for once." Damn he'd forgotten how long a drive this was. Over an hour and a half in and only about half way there. Yeah there was a reason he had an apartment in LA. At least now he could safely speed without having to worry about speed traps; taking the remainder of the trip down to 2/3 of the time it would normally be.
The more time Lucifer spent with Asa, even outside of the raunchy man-love they shared, the more he felt comfortable with him, and the more the bond really grew. The Devil saw a lot of himself in the vampire, and he'd hoped in time to help Asa as a brother would. While he might not be a celestial being or literal billions of years old, the bond was definitely there, and even if it was cheesy to admit it, Lucifer really liked that.
The King of Hell smirked as the undead beside him notioned they might not be coming back. "Right, well Maze won't let anything happen to your property, and as for this..." He motioned to the other man's ensemble, "This can get strewn about any floor." He climbed into the passenger side, giving the valet his own polite wave before turning back to Asa. He took the box in his hands gingerly, examining it with a divine touch. He was fascinated by it, but tried to be reserved about his prying curiosity as he appreciated the same consideration from others at times.
Looking up from the box, Lucifer watched Asa as he spoke. It was obvious how deeply it all still affected him, and it was quite sweet honestly. The vampire played into his tough demeanor, but there was vulnerability there. Of course, maybe only reserved for the Devil, but he'd take it and treat it with respect. "I'm sure you've done an excellent job with them, Asa." He'd tilt his head a bit before continuing. "Is that what you desire? To create more? To have that family dynamic back again?"
Lucifer shrugged off the compliment with ease. "What is there to tease you about? Judgement is my Dad's thing, not mine." He'd pat the other's shoulder reassuringly. "If toying with these saps makes you happy, or whatever it is that it gives you, I completely endorse it." His tone went from serious to savory as he laid back in the passenger seat, a smirk crossing his own face. "Right... anything you've been wanting to try? I may have my experience with this sort of thing, but I know better than to play with another King's subjects." Usually one to have minimal, if any, interaction with his own 'worshippers,' Lucifer was excited to see Asa go to work with his and play into that wherever possible.
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Tell my muse what you love about them!
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She didn't think she'd ever get tired of the way his voice rumbled. Gently she would suckle on the firm flesh in her mouth, pulling away with a quiet pop. "And you said you didn't know what you wanted..." She teased, licking her lips as she guided him back into her mouth; humming as she began to take in more and more of him; keeping an even and teasingly slow pace.
No longer needing to hold his cock steady, both hands moved to his hips, fingers massaging into toned muscle. As much as she wanted to move on already, this was not about her. She would make this memory one of his best.
Jayce groaned when he felt her wrap her lips around him. He didn't realize how sensitive he was until this point. It took him a few moments to regain himself so he could speak again.
"Runa, please don't stop." He begged. "I also imagined you not letting me cum right away, so you could ride me. Always a tease whether it's in my dreams or in reality."
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[Text: Little Light] Baby I'd rather have this conversation in person.
[Text: Little Light] Go ahead and get the ring. Or another one if you want it to be a surprise; you obviously know what I like.
[Text: Little Light] See you when you get home Love.
He'd find Runa humming along to some instrumental music as she made tea when he made it back home; as though this was any other normal day.
[Text: Angel Love] I know you said you didn't want to get married again.
[Text: Angel Love] But don't think of it as getting married again.
[Text: Angel Love] Think of it as a symbol of our love and the bond we have.
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Ask him sober, Asa might answer differently; but in the arms of the only being to get him lust-and love-drunk, surrounded by the scent of blood and sex, filled with and cloaked in divinity? How could he tell his angel no?
Of course right now he couldn't tell him anything; gasping sobs stealing his voice as the dam finally burst, trembling beneath Lucifer as though he might come apart even as he painted the space between them white. A single strangled "Yes~" was all he could manage - which was good, in a state like this he might have gone so far as to use the dreaded L word - as he struggled to put himself back together; gasping for breath.
Face buried against the Morningstar's neck, he peppered the flesh with kisses; drinking in the sound of both of their rapid pulses and heaving breaths until he'd managed to get a bit of a grip on reality. "I do..." He would finally manage to answer, just a whisper from how hoarse he was for the time being. As his grip on the angel relaxed a little, he found his hands returning to the comfort of soft feathers and softer hair.
"Just hope I...do the same for you..." He'd breath out softly against Lucifer's skin. "One day, my angel..." He just didn't have it in him to care if he was overstepping, moving too fast, assuming things that weren't there. Not after all that.
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Asa's latest bite was aggressive, primal, and needily hungry. Needless to say, Lucifer found that incredibly sexy. The way the vampire let himself go was a display of vulnerability in its own right, and it was only more reassuring to the Angel that showing what he had was indeed not the wrong move for the night. The miniscule yet still ever-present woulda-coulda potential of the one night stand was fading into the recesses of the past as the heat of the present had both men melting into one another. Lucifer knew what he was doing, and as the tension between the pair mounted, it seemed as though what he'd set out to do would indeed come to fruition: make Asa feel truly worthy.
The King of Hell would pull his vampire lover into him, crashing walls of muscle as he thrust into the man in his grip. He wanted to make Asa cum hands-free, nailing his prostate with divine precision each and every time. Gasping the man's name, groaning in his ear and rubbing his stubble against the other's neck and face as his celestial blood dripped from his rapidly healing wound and slicked their sweaty bodies that much more. As orgasms built, stoking the flames of passion, lust, and ecstasy within them, Lucifer had just one question for Asa as he'd work them both to earth-shattering orgasm.
"Do you feel worthy, Asa?"
Asked through fucked-out gasps and grunts, the Morningstar spilled pump after pump of his white-hot light into the needy vampire. Holding him tight, he'd only hope he felt his worthiness.
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"Think I'm good for now...leave the chains, just in case." He'd smirk all the same, amused that after that whole scene played out this woman would take such a tone with him. Her clothes were strange, barely familiar in that he could have imagined someone from the last time he was awake having a bodice like that; but her hair was bright green? Fingernails longer than his claws, and just as colorful as the rest of her; reaching for his face. The animal in him jerked back in reaction, scooting the chair back a bit.
Asa shook his head, trying to clear the confusion away, maybe get some answers. "God, how long was I asleep this time..." He muttered under his breath, snapping his neck to the left and right to crack the vertebra. "Would you mind tellin' me what year it is? And - don' take this wrong - what you are? Never seen anyone quite like you, an' I been around a long time..."
He didn't want to be impolite - as much as the situation would have excused it - seeing as this woman was the closest he'd get to a savior right now. He was just currently under the impression that he was dealing with someone much more dangerous than he was. "Tell me that and I'll tell ya bout the brand." He'd assumed she was interested in his tattoo earlier, because the alternative was that she was going for his eyes and he didn't want to think about that.
Minerva to Asa.
As asked so she had done, he seemed more scared to hurt her than she was to get hurt, as someone who once had been in that position the witch decided to comply with his request sending the bags floating to his lap. The bags of blood was fast drained as best as possible, she kept her glance at him watching while he ate, it was but curiosity that made her do it, he was a new surprise to dissect in an long ocean of sameness. It was a few months since anything interesting happened and the witch was long pass boredom, her thought of playing with fire were louder than ever, as her need for a little brain tease or adrenaline had her mood worse than normal. Or for a better way of saying it, brattier than normal.
— Feeling better? I can get more if you need.
There was a playfulness in her tone, mixed with a little teasing, she picked up his hat from the floor and pet it a few times to clean it up before putting it gently back on his head. Her eyes spanked curiosity, fixated now on the cross marking on his head, it was not a shadowhunter rune or nothing like she's ever remember seen before, she had to contain the inclination to touch it, although her thin finger with long pointy nails in a shade of dark green were already in their way when stopped.
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It was always interesting to see a particular compliment fly right past Lucifer's ego and actually hit him. The more it happened, the more at ease Asa felt around him; little reminders that while they weren't human they were still people. He would just tip his hat a little as Lucifer leaned back against the wall, mouthing 'any time' silently.
Seeing his truck approaching, he'd decide not to answer the devil's question until they had entered the relative privacy of the cab; though he did appreciate the faith the devil had in him as a caretaker. The mention of his costume being all over Lucifer's floor had him grinning. "Who said we're coming back tonight?" Another thankful tip of his hat and a generous tip to the valet, and he was climbing in, handing over the box he'd been carrying to Lucifer once they were both inside. "Mind holdin' this for me? Just had it restored."
Once they had made it a few blocks out, Asa rolled his shoulders. "No, to answer your earlier question; ain't seen the pups since before I ended up here. Drones don' quite enjoy the long life of a Hive Queen, an' as a hybrid I ain't equipped to make more so..." He'd start, voice soft in the way you'd talk about long lost family. "Buried the last of them a few years before I just went to sleep for a long long time, then I woke up here."
Asa was surprised to find he was smiling, he didn't usually make it through that memory this well. "Thanks... For not teasing me about keeping the cult around." Making it through all that relatively unscathed had him grinning once more. "Now, to decide on tonight's 'sign'..."
The way Asa always spoke to Lucifer with respect was actually pretty touching to the man who'd spent most of his existence having none. He only hoped the vampire felt his reciprocation, but now was not the time to get all deep. He'd simply smirk and mimick the hand gestures. "Oh? I suppose their caricaturised costumes are a bit cheap to the Lucifer brand, aren't they? A crown is more like it. Make it to match my old throne." His boisterous motions and smirk melted a little at the undead's closing remarks, but not one to emote very easily, the Devil kept it upbeat. "Even at my ugliest, I'm better than most of their prettiest." With a swift motion of grandeur, he'd lean into the vamp's ear. "Thank you, Asa." With the history of vulnerability, the aversion to emotion was purely out of old habit.
"Oh?" Lucifer straightened up as the pair waited. "It seems like I'm not the only one who has shouldered responsibility for many others. They couldn't have been in more capable hands." He'd pat the other man on the shoulder. "Are you still in contact with any of them? I know how it can go." Reminiscing over his time with all his demons, he had to admit there were a few he missed a little. At least he had Maze with him.
At the mention of the clothes in the penthouse, it was a relief it wasn't something more serious. "Don't worry, nobody steals from the Devil's pad and gets away with it. How else could I keep an open door policy if I was afraid of theft. They'll be there when we get back, along with what's on you now. Scattered on the penthouse floor."
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