#{🔕} jack & lusca ; rubiesintherough

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SEND ME 📝 AND MY MUSE WILL ANSWER ALL APPLICABLE QUESTIONS BELOW: ( and jack / lusca. last one i swear XD )

SEND ME 📝 AND MY MUSE WILL ANSWER ALL APPLICABLE QUESTIONS BELOW

what COLOR reminds your muse of mine? silver.

what SONG reminds your muse of mine? Your Love Is My Drug

what SCENT reminds your muse of mine? rain and an ocean breeze

what MEME reminds your muse of mine? Probably the Brooklyn 99 thing with Rosa and her dog?? Jack is well aware that Lusca is possessive over him, and that if anyone hurt him, Lusca would go into a murderous rage and he finds it hot as hell.

what SOUND reminds your muse of mine? crashing waves and thunder

what SETTING reminds your muse of mine? . . . the bedroom

what FASHION STYLE reminds your muse of mine? bold of you to assume Jack knows anything about fashion

what FEELING does your muse associate with mine? physically, heart racing. emotionally, safety.

what ANIMAL does your muse associate with mine? a shark or a wolf, honestly

what HOLIDAY does your muse associate with mine? New Year's?

what SEASON does your muse associate with mine? autumn

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For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses. would it be ok to request one for each of our ships pretty pls?

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

Jack x Lusca: When Lusca gets Jack comfortable talking to him, Jack still doesn't talk much to or in front of anyone else. He does, however, start talking and even singing in his sleep. It's often unintelligible, but even when it's clear, it's usually just nonsense. Much like hearing Jack talk, it's something that only Lusca gets to hear.

Felicity x Aedus: Between Felicity's hatred for cold weather/being cold, and how touch starved she is, and how warm and loving Aedus is, there's an awful lot of cuddling. Aedus often lets Felicity initiate it because, touch-starved or not, she can have trouble accepting touch when she's not ready for it. Felicity knows he's always willing to give her that affection, though, so she's never shy about cuddling up to him when she needs it.

Maggie x Amara: Because they both have a connection to the dead, Amara is one of the few people Maggie feels comfortable seeing her talk to ghosts. She doesn't feel like she has to hide anything, or downplay her mediumship. It's a special kind of comfort she never expected to feel with anyone after Nana Nola died.

Morgan x Mahia: They're both traumatized and touch-starved. When they get comfortable with each other, there's a whole lot of casual touches between them. Holding hands, brushing against the other's arm, a hand rested on the back, or cupping the cheek. Just. So many soft little touches that they never got from anyone else.

Morgan x Nathan: Morgan doesn't understand why Nathan worries about him--they literally met when he came back from the dead--but it's the reason he keeps seeking the man out in the beginning. Because it's been such a long time since anyone actually gave a damn about what happened to him, and even if he doesn't understand it, he finds comfort in it. Morgan always dismisses Nathan's worry and fussing. . .but he quietly basks in it, too.

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Send me   “🔪<<< “   for my muse to shove yours against the wall and press a knife to their throat. ( Lusca shoving jack pls. But like. In a ✨sexy✨ way. Bc lusca saw this and went feral )

Send me   “🔪<<< “   for my muse to shove yours against the wall and press a knife to their throat. 

The shove against the wall had the younger man whimpering, but there wasn't only fear in his eyes when he felt the knife at his throat. There was arousal and excitement, too. Because a knife at his throat would always get his pulse racing, but Jack also knew the games that Lusca liked to play with him, and he was eager to see how far it would go this time. Jack bit his lip and tilted his head back a little, exposing his throat to Lusca.

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[ PUBLIC ] your muse secretly tries to get my muse off while they’re out somewhere ( lusca / jack )

*  ―  𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝒀 𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑺.

Jack's cheeks went red when he felt the hand slide between his legs to palm his junk in the dark movie theater. "L-Lus--" he stuttered with a gasp. "Wh-What're. . you. . .ngh." It wasn't the first time Lusca had done something like this in public, but it never stopped catching him off guard. Jack grabbed at Lusca's sleeve, not to stop him, but just to hold onto in the hopes of keeping some level of composure. He bit his lips together and squirmed a little in his seat, trying not to moan.

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[ WALL ] ― your muse pins my muse against the closest wall. ( Lusca / jack )

*  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.

Lusca always wanted Jack to use his voice, and Jack was getting more comfortable talking around him all the time, but some days it was still hard to break the nearly two decades long habit of silence. Lusca's particular brand of encouragement was certainly aggressive, but it was effective. Jack had, teasingly, signed {Make me} at Lusca when the older siren kept insisting he use his voice instead of his hands, and then the next thing he knew, he was pinned against the wall with his wrists held firmly at his sides.

"Oh." The soft expression of surprise was all the younger siren could manage. Jack stared at Lusca with wide eyes as his hands twitched in his grip.