#aeturnvs

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@aeturnvs sent: was that what you expected? (from Erik)

Hyacinthe took a couple more steps into the place, trying to take in as much as they could. They did not care if it was considered strange. They had experienced so few in their life that whenever something new occured, they took every chance to experience it.

Like visiting a funeral home.

Had they ever lost someone in their family, Hyacinthe had never been to a funeral home, a graveyard or even known about their death. They did not know whether or not they should be thankful for never having to bury anyone or if this would do them a disservice later on in their life and did not particularly want to think about it. Not just yet. "No," they hummed softly, hazel eyes fluttering around with a glimmer of curiosity twinkling in them.

The place was bright, peaceful. It did not reek of death, of loss. Sure, the coffins around them quickly reminded them of its original use. It was rather strange how unphased they felt by the sight. It was not traumatizing - not more than they needed it to be. On the contrary, they even felt like reaching out for a beautifully waxed wooden coffin to run their fingers delicately along its side. Finally, they turned back to the tall man - finally someone their height - and gave them a smile. "But I wasn't expecting anything. I've never been in a funeral home. Thank you for opening up for me, by the way. I know it must have been a weird request."

[sortilegum]

@aeturnvs sent you can't intimidate me. (from Radek)

“What makes you think I’m trying to intimidate you?” A softer but rich toned voice rises from the sorcerer lounged, a leg over the arm of the antiqued caqueteuse chair. The thin sweat of fever lingers against their flesh, their arm wrapped tightly in bloodied linen.  The room is awash of silent eyes of various ages. Some regarding the stranger with confusion, others with malice, ready to strike at the first fell move. All watch him with unease.To traverse the serpent’s nest, ignorant or not of what they have found, is a dangerous game.

A figure, robed and covered head to toe in black cloth looms behind the stranger. No face, no flash of skin to be seen, but in long spindly gloved fingers a dagger remains poised to the man’s ribs.

“You have given me no reason for you to be here, so, would you not be trespassing on my land? It's within my rights to protect myself and kin?”

[grievousomen]

" I'm not going to eat you. " (from Lloyd)

*  ―  VAMPIRIC STARTER PROMPTS .

                    "I didn't think you were going to," said casually, although Katsumi's actions betrayed his words as he stepped back slightly with an admittedly wary expression, creating a safe distance between them both—or, maybe it was more like a false sense of security.  "But the fact that you have to clarify... Well, that's not ideal, is it?"

[mxldito]

"How did you even… manage this?" (from Radek!)

"Well, you see, I'm an excellent shot. And you see, I'm also a fucking comedian. A good clown knows prop comedy, a good vampire has some fun abilities up their sleeve. One plus one equals a perfectly good boot stabbed into the ceiling with a bolt." For the good head Coyote had on their shoulders, they lacked the self control it took to not commit too hard to the bit.

Now here they were: short of a boot, with a raggedy Hello Kitty sock they'd been wearing since secondary school out on display. "Damn. . .Guess everybody's right. I can be trusted with a firearm but I cannot be trusted with anything that fires arrows."

A long, slender arm reached out and tugged on the dangling laces. "Pffft!" They choked back a laugh as best they could, "It's properly fucking pinned. I think the fletching went all the way through and fucking pinned it. It's really fucking in there. Do you think it's still wearable?"

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: ღ (from Erik 😌)

attraction meme

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs

LEE SOO HYUK behind the scenes for L’Officiel Homme Korea [03.2023]

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs. As they saw the tall stature of the man lock the doors to his business, Hyacinthe tiptoed hurriedly behind Erik before he could turn around and notice them. They snuck a finger over his shoulder so that, when he would turn around, it would poke his cheek. The grin on their face was bright and playful. "Heyou," they called in a soft voice over his shoulder. "How was your day, handsome? I have an offer."

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: 💛 for hand kiss but it's from Erik <3

get kisses from Cin

A touch as light as a feather brushed her fingers, making the tall queen jump in surprise. She spun around on her heels, large blue eyes looking for whoever had taken her hand ever so delicately. As they rested on the tall stature of Erik, she smiled happily, revealing the dimples in her cheeks. There he was, she thought. The man she had been waiting for. Her heart was beating so fast she thought, for a second, that it was going to explode in her chest. It was his first time seeing her in drag and she was surprised he had even recognized her. "Hey you."

She did not have time to lace their fingers together as he was already lifting her hand but, at first, she could not make out why. "You recognized me, I'm shocked. Most people can't." Only when the tall brunette pressed his lips gently to her knuckles did she realize. "Oh." Her cheeks, despite the makeup, took a warm pink tint. Her smile was brighter than it usually would ever be. That gesture was incredibly beautiful, in her eyes, as well as highly unexpected. "That's nice."

[fcllederage]

🤍

He's the only one ready to leave everything for her and this smells v much like soulmate to me 🥺

[grievousomen]

" why would i do that? " (from Alfred?)

ALICE: MADNESS RETURNS (2011) PROMPTS

                    "Because I said so." Now, wasn't that just the phrase of the century, spilling from Katsumi's lips with utmost confidence.  Sketchbook and pencil are lowered with a raised brow, gaze trailing from curly blond down to Alfred's face.  "Come on, who wouldn't want to lend their likeness to an art piece?"

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: He is already reaching for her hand when he begins to sign and explain his actions, smile soft but eyes sparkling with curiosity, almost mischievous. [ I have a gift for you. ] And his free hand retreats into his pocket to pull out a bracelet ( a delicate golden chain with a dried flower as its pendant ) and wrap it around her wrist. [ I don't know if it fits your style but I made it myself. ] (( I told you Erik would make her a gift some day!! ))

Hyacinthe's eyebrows lifted in curiosity when they felt his gentle hand brush their wrist, lighter than a bird's feather, lips stretched very slightly into a smile that made their eyes sparkle. Just like his. They were so alike, the queen thought, in their excitment just being around each other. It was soft, tender, refreshing. At the sight of the bracelet, Hyacinthe gasped. "No way!" they exclaimed, their hands shaking slightly, as usual. They let him fit the bracelet around their wrist before wrapping their arms tenderly around his shoulders to pull him in a soft hug. "Thank you so much. It's beautiful."

Once they pulled away, they gave the bracelet a better look. It was beautiful craftsmanship and they could not believe he had been able to do that on his own, but at the same time, they were not that surprised. "You're so talented. I... I don't deserve this. What's the occasion?"

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: ❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ (from erik)

"You're so cheesy," they chuckled. Hyacinthe's fingers went reached out for his. His hands were long, slender, just like theirs. In so many ways, they were extremely similar, yet so different. That was part of what they loved about Erik. He was relatable, he was safe, kind, gentle. He created a safe space for them to feel at ease with. The silence between them was never awkward, more often than not filled with the queen's laugh.

Their fingers laced together with his for an instant before they guided his hands around their waist, under their oversized white shirt. Hyacinthe's own fingers finally travelled back up to cup his cheeks. Their thumbs gently caressed his chiseled jaws. For a long moment, all they did was observe his features. Dark almond eyes, flawless skin, pouty mouth that only asked to be kissed. Which they almost did but held back, without any good reason they could think of.

Finally, their lips landed delicately at the corner of his mouth for a brief, tender kiss. "I never want you to leave my side," they whispered to his ear as their cheeks took a deep red tint. They threw their head back and chuckled. "Now, I'm cheesy and it's all your fault!"

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: " are you shivering? " (from erik <3)

Hyacinthe looked up upon seeing the man's hands signing in front of them so they could actually understand what he was saying. Instantly, as their eyes met, they started smiling happily at him. They were both sitting next to each other, on the riverbank, waiting for the sumer fireworks to start. The temperatures had been so high during the day, the queen did not expect them to drop so much at night, but they were not too bothered. Erik's arms around their shoulders, keeping them halfway into his arms, were already warming them enough.

Or so they thought. However, when he commented on their shivering, that was when they realized they had, indeed, been shaking this entire time. "That's what hugging you does to me," they teased, their smile digging dimples of happiness in their cheeks. A chuckle escaped their lips, their head bobbing forward as they laughed, even closer to him. "No, seriously, it's a little cold I guess. But I don't regret a thing." They gently pressed their forehead to his jaw, a peaceful smile lingering on their lips. "Thank you for bringing me here. It's good to be home." As they finally looked up again, their eyes settled on the Eiffel Tower that was sparkling, like every hour for five minutes. And at its sight, their grin came back, brighter and happier than before.

[fcllederage]

@aeturnvs sent: mind if i smoke? (from Frank!)

Hyacinthe jumped ever so slightly on her chair as she heard the words from the man, and looked up. A tired little smile appeared on her pink lips at the sight of the cigarette pack. They had been staying in silence for a while and hearing his voice was unexpected. If not strange. However, not unwelcome. "Go ahead," she mused, uncrossing her long legs and getting up.

She took a few tentative steps towards Frank and tilted her head to the side, long blonde hair falling over her shoulder. "Can I have one?" Hyacinthe had not had a smoke in way too long and her own pack had been left at the cabaret, along with her lighter. "I'm sorry, is this going to take much longer?" she asked, her shoulders slightly slouching. "I'm really tired. I just wanna go."

[petitsdieu]

She won't question it again. The first was merely politeness but she knows she wouldn't be able to walk out of the park without aid. She doesn't flinch when he picks her up. She is surprised at how much ease he seems to be in. As if the task was without a strain at all. It was that kind of strength that knocked her over in the first place, though. So it shouldn't be too unexpected.

When her mind doesn't have something to distract itself with, she feels the throb more. She tries to ignore it but you can see it on her face. She's in pain. It doesn't help that she's tired from the party the night before or that she slept horribly out here. "Where?" Good question. She thinks about it for a moment. And then shrugs. "Nearest train, I guess." The guy she came with had left before midnight and she didn't want to go with him. She figured she'd find a way back on her own. She always did. "Or a diner. Breakfast sounds good."

Her gaze joining his is enough of a confirmation that it is indeed as bad as he had concluded, the crease between his eyebrow deepening as he frowns both in thought and as a reaction. It at least looks manageable; nothing a little ice and rest will not cure ( he hopes and once again curses inattentiveness ). And finally he rises from his knees, hands propped at his hips, blinking at her question before he shrugs, an ease within broad shoulders that almost seems dismissive. " Lass, 've carried around men tripple your size. I'll be fine. Jus' tell me where you want to be brought. It's the least I can do. "

But ever the blunt and impulsive man that he is, Caleb is already putting one hand under her knees and the other on her back, lifting her off the ground and into his arms. " Alright, where to? ", he hums, his voice showing no strain of effort.

[fcllederage]

when do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they're already watching you

you know. you always know when they're looking and especially when they're not. you feel their eyes on you and at first you just feel it. you pretend not to notice and you smile to yourself. it's warm. and maybe it's foolish and cliche but there are butterflies in your stomach and that's the feeling you want to hold onto. so you do. you can't the appropriate amount of seconds which feel like minutes. then you lift your own eyes and meet theirs and those butterflies turn into fireworks. they see you and you see them. and there is nothing more comforting and exhilarating as that.

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