#laomedeiia

[ordinariums-a]

@laomedeiia asked: "You're in loooove." // Shy @ Luce

"I----" Not the first time he's heard that; in fact, it reminded him of Delirium. But that isn't the reason that gave him pause. "--Do I know you?"

[vilisus]

@laomedeiia

Nate's definitely not been inching his way closer over the last few weeks. Now's the time he's going to out right go for it. He plops himself down, right next to Amin. Doesn't touch him, not without permission. But there's the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. In fact, he doesn't even mention it.

" The ones you had me re-plant near the apiaries have flowers. "

----

"I told you they would.... I am sure the bees are very pleased with them." He shook his head a little. "I saw you gave them more friends."

[carbondated]

Alright, not who she had been expecting, but her interest had piqued. Crimson lips parted, mouthing the words ❝ love the ears.❞ wherever did you get those? @laomedeiia 🩷'd

[nightmarecountry]

“of course you have a terrible reputation. but you are endlessly charming, and so you are always forgiven.” // from desire uwu

"You flatter me." He turns his smiles on them, a trio of perfectly crafted smiles made to beguile, but there is a sense of distance - like he means to keep them at arm's length, as much as one can keep something like Desire at bay. "But, you know..."

He runs his fingertips along the smooth, red walls of Desire's domain, feeling the fleshy warmth. It pleases him. Everything about this place makes him feel at home.

"I'm not always forgiven. Not by everyone. I suppose I don't need to worry about that anymore, though - do I?"

[vocesincaput-arc]

@laomedeiia continued from [x]

Crowley couldn't take any more of Aziraphales rambling, as endearing as he usually found it. And the apologising was just becoming too much. So he had moved in front of the angel, placed both hands either side of his face and kissed him as deeply as he could.

As soon as their lips were pressed together, the demons brain began to process exactly what he had just done. 'Shit, shit, shit...' he told himself internally over and over again. Way to mess things up. Crowley was about to pull and make an excuse when he felt the angels hands press against his back. Inhaling slowly at the feeling and not able to process what he had just been thinking about, he barely managed to stop himself from making a sound when he felt Aziraphale kiss him back.

Gradually, his body relaxed and moved just a slightly bit closer. Hands lowering to cup his jaw as carefully as he could.

Crowley wasn't sure how long they were kissing for when they finally parted, his brain feeling as if it had short-circuited. He couldn't even remember what they had been arguing about. Yellow eyes opened and looked down at the angel. The demons lips curling at the corner before releasing a small smirk at the admission that Aziraphale couldn't remember what he had been saying.

He was about to admit the same thing when something that he was more surprised by than his kissing the angel happened. The angels lips were back against his. It was Crowleys turn to make a noise in response before kissed him back. One hand sliding down to carefully rest against his angels neck, thumb brushing against his skin.

Their angel.

[earthdcfended]

@laomedeiia is next to me writing replies and this is what they just showed me.

Sarcastic cow (I love you really Alex)

[heavenfelled]

@laomedeiia / aziraphale sent : "i guess i really just wanted to talk to you."

' - 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐇. ' 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐎. 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃.   it  dies  on  his  tongue  and  he  swallows  it  down,  the  dregs  leaving  a  lump  at  the  base  of  their  throat  that  burns  like  bile.   their  leather  clad  toe   ( designer ! )   taps  a  nervous  rhythm  against  the  asphalt,  but  he  fails  to  notice.

'  how's  life  in  paradise  then,  hm?   d'you  fancy   -   er,  being  back?  '    they're  trying.   for  god's  sake   ( pardon  the  language ! )   THEY'RE  TRYING.   maintain  eye  contact,  keep  that  brow  quirked  and  the  corner  of  his  mouth  twisting  just  so.   mask  in  place   ...   don't  think  about  the  last  time  they'd  seen  each  other.   at  all  costs,  don't  think  about  that  stupid,  stupid  admission  or  that  godforsaken  kiss.

[ordinariums-a]

@laomedeiia asked: ❛ please! can we just stop fighting! ❜ // Des&lu……first (and last) argument?? Maybe it's cause of the stress they've been through >:))

"Oh, stop fighting? Sure. We can do that. Once you stop being an ass."

[formshaper]

Dream, Desire and Hob. I hc Desire at 5'6" and Hob at 5'9" 👀👀

hob just BARELY coming up to dream's shoulder is absolutely sending me. dream probably appeared an inch or two taller than him in the Waking when they met but every meeting since then he's gotten progressively weirder to look at.

also: DESIRE. MINISCULE. dream is throwing them like a sack of potatoes--

[vilisus]

@laomedeiia

you’re beautiful. // WOW NATE STRAIGHT IN THERE WITH THE COMPLIMENTS EH

Amin blinked a few times, thrown off by both the statement and the fact that this supposed human had managed to get close enough to him before he had noticed. It had felt a little like visual tag ever since he had spotted Amin once among the plants.

He wondered if he had been looking for him this whole time since.

"How did.... how did you do that?" His whisper of a voice had nothing less than a bewildered tone.

[theseancekid]

Continued from (x) with @laomedeiia

Klaus blinks his tired eyes against the light as he shuffles inside, trembling hands pressing against the sockets and smearing his black liner for a moment to alleviate the agony of adjusting from the darkness outside. Truth be told, he didn't even really want to come here tonight. Not that it isn't nice— in fact, it's a little too nice, which makes Klaus feel a little too guilty for showing up on the tail-end of a bender, all strung out and too fucked up for the local shelter, or the clinic, or...anywhere, really. Klaus doesn't belong anywhere.

He's already got his usual speech prepared— I'll be out of your hair in a minute, I'm sorry— but before he can even get a word out, there's a stack of books being pressed into his hands.

It's you. Good.

He's not sure if anyone has ever said that of him before. It knocks him out for a second, leaves him dumbfounded as he stares down at the books in his hand, runs one finger over the engraved lettering on the front.

"Yeah, I...yeah. Cinnamon." He nods. "That'd be dandy."

[vocesincaput-arc]

@laomedeiia (Nina) liked for a Lyric-based starter [x]

Maggie had been trying her best to give Nina some space. She knew the other deserved that. This was the first time she had been in the café in several days and whilst she was helping clear some tables. she was still doing her best to keep her distance.

Having stopped for a moment, Maggie was stood looking over the road at the bookshop.

"You know, the more things change, the more they stay the same," She began, glancing in Nina's direction briefly but also glancing at the black car parked on the opposite side of the street. "Mr Fell hasn't been around, but he's there. Every day, he's been there. Do you think he's hoping he comes back?"

Maggie sighed, shaking her head and bringing the mugs she was holding over to the counter.

"Maybe.... sometimes, I think we've got it wrong. But it's alright... it is alright, isn't? We didn't make it bad for them, did we?"

//'Put Your Records On' - Corinne Bailey Rae//

[heavenfelled]

@laomedeiia / nate : liked this for a starter !

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 and back 'round. still, the barest hint of a smirk threatened to tug upon the corner of their lips. ' mhm - sounding like a bit of a braggart now, farm boy. ' tone a teasing lilt as he ventured a glance ; blink and you miss it. ' some of us can't fall back on that natural green thumb of yours ... some of us have to be STERN. show 'em who's boss - ' a long index pressed forth, painted nail biting into the fabric of nate's collar.

[ordinariums-a]

@laomedeiia

"Wow. You are beautiful." He expected .. well, he didn't know what to expect. Human, demon, maybe even a lil push into something else that would make his skin crawl like they did - but this one feels different. He can't put his finger on it. What an interesting choice. "Really, I didn't think any version of me could handle someone like you. What's your name?"

[nightmarecountry]

Desire will give Corinth pats. And a list of very handsome....friends.

He's torn somewhere between pushing his head into their hand and salivating everywhere... and running very, very far away.

[melpcmene-arch]

it's your fault i'M ADDING THIS FUCKER TODAY SO HAVE THIS >:(((