#lilim kiss

[strawberryseeded]

[koicupid]

ME AND WHO!???!!!

[studentofetherium]

[zorawitch]

look when the sandman season 2 comes out, all of you will see what i mean about the lucikeen ship. all of you will fucking see.

[ryuichirou]

RYU YOUR RECENT LILIA/MALLEUS ART ON TWITTER JUMPSCARED ME I WAS AT WORK AND COULDN'T SCROLL PAST IT AFTER UNHIDING IT FOR LIKE A SECOND I WAS SO SCARED MY COWORKERS WERE GONNA SEE IT FROM MY PHONE

But I gotta thank you for the lovely food, I was literally waiting hours to be able to look at it in a more appropriate setting (not kidding it took 5 hours) and my goodness gracious me like always there's so much to the illustration to appreciate I'm a sucker for your LiliMal art 💕💕💕

(In other news I know you did LiliMal headcanons a bit ago but anything else hot n spicy sex specific you also got in mind for the two?)

I already replied to this ask about a week ago, but I promised to get back to it when I have headcanons to share, so today’s the day! I feel like some of the things I’m saying in this post are kind of similar to the ones that I mentioned in my previous one, but I tried to elaborate on those if that’s the case. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

Thank you very much for your kindness once again, and thank you for asking about these two <3

So, here are some more spicy LiliMal hcs~

When comparing the way Malleus behaves with Lilia and with other potential lovers, there is a clear difference: he allows Lilia to be a bit more disrespectful to him. Malleus tends to be provoking and teasing in general, but with Lilia he is straight-up bratty sometimes, and Lilia is the only one who is allowed to tame him, to grab him and even to punish him a little bit. It’s because Lilia knows exactly when to stop not to sour Malleus’ mood. So it’s not unusual for him to grab Malleus by his neck, his horns or his tail, to bite his skin as a warning or to even smack his butt (the last one is pretty rare though). Also, Malleus is more clingy with Lilia than with anyone else: to Lilia it’s very obvious that despite being powerful and proud, Malleus still desperately craves his attention.

Sometimes there are situations when they argue very passionately and end up having sex. Usually it happens either because Malleus enters that pouty and capricious state that could only be fixed by Lilia kissing him and pacifying him with affection, or because Lilia gets genuinely irritated by Malleus’ selfish and stubborn nature and just wants to teach him a lesson.

Malleus is very used to his lover being small but agile, and he loves the fact that Lilia’s bites are subtle but stingy, and also quite unpredictable. And being a powerful fae that he is, Malleus could’ve easily healed all the marks that Lilia leaves on him in seconds, but he doesn’t do it all the time. When he is alone (especially when Lilia used to get very busy and disappear for weeks), he likes to admire these marks and smirk to himself, remembering how Lilia was all over him, touching and biting him everywhere like a tiny predator. Malleus’ beautiful pale neck is usually the part that suffers the most from Lilia’s little vampire moments.

There are times when these two get way too passionate and intense. Sometimes they find themselves having sex mid-air, bumping into the ceiling, breaking walls + Malleus starts shooting lightnings at some point just because of how aroused and overwhelmed he is. They completely ruined an abandoned building once… “I am too old to do something this irresponsible” Lilia said that day, with absolutely no remorse in his voice – it was too much fun.

Lilia adores Malleus’ tail. He loves it when Malleus thumps his tail on the ground when he’s a bit irritated due to sexual frustration and impatience. He loves that Malleus is so well-trained by him that he pulls his tail up and exposes the sensitive spots when Lilia touches him. And Lilia knows all those spots even better than Malleus does: he always triggers all the right nerves that make Malleus’ lower half of the body shiver. At the same time, when Malleus is either playing hard to get or just changed his mind about wanting to have sex, he slaps Lilia’s face with his tail and pushes Lilia away with an annoyed expression on his face.

Malleus does suck Lilia’s dick sometimes, but it’s an unusual occasion: he doesn’t really like how it feels, especially when he touches Lilia with his teeth on accident. It kind of hurts his ego a little bit… But it’s all good, because he squeezes Lilia’s dick with his breasts instead, and Lilia loves it even more~

[sweetside]

Valentine's Day! That means gifts and treats for the ships!

For Ryuko? Haru had gotten her flowers and a gift card for a online store she knows the tomboy uses. It might not be much, but paired with a card and some chocolates, it is quite the little gift!

She was not sure what to get Dorothy. The level of her affection is confusion her... Nonetheless, she elected to make some homemade chocolates more for the gesture and a cute... bear plushie that cuddled a loveheart... Sappy but it seemed nice.

For Mahiru, she had collected a photo album of her and Chiaki's time together. It included stuff from their school days, achievements based on games. You can see Chiaki's gains clear through it all. There's plenty of chocolates and more brought with it.

HW has no idea what is going on but she found a heart-shaped rock and so has offered it Furina because she thinks she looks nice.

Himiko wasn't sure what to get Maki so she got her a box of luxury chocolates and a witch hat so they can match! She also wrote her a little love poem. It's not very good but heartfelt.

What do you get a Fairy? Well Bremerton made her a massive brownie-like cake with the words 'Love you Lots!" on it in icing!

Weh!!!!?

Honestly Haru's company is already a big gift to the wobbly tomblob. Both Okumura foods and Haru's companionship. Ryuko wasn't much a fan of sweets but the gift card was a nice suprise!.. her newest gym jacket had already enough action already.

Michisio would get a big warm hug from Dorothy. "Thanks! This is so cuute!" As a escort who often had expressions of love directed at her character rather than herself. This gesture made the Lilim vey happy.

Chiaki would lean against Mahiru as they looked through the photo album. With chiaki commenting on how more relaxed she looks now... while feeding chocolates to the gamer.

Furina would feel like she should explain... but that could wait while they dined on the heart shaped, table covering, cake furina ordered for them to share~.

Makis face is red as she mutters simple compliments... and puts the hat on before leaning down and kissing her on the lips once the poem is read.

The fairy meanwhile is going to start scoffing down the chocolate cake. After all she knows that the greatest gift to Brem is a bigger gut!

[srorgana1]

Invocation

Paring: Vampire Kylo/Hunter Rey

Warnings: Dark Themes (Dead Dove), Supernatural/Paranormal, Blood, Violence, Gore, Death, NSFW 18+, Sexual Content, Psychological and Physical Torture, Kidnapping, Hatred towards organized religion, Pain, Major/Minor character death/injury, Demonic Possession

Chapter Twenty Eight

Rey numbly stares at herself in the mirror, asking herself over and over how all this escalated so quickly. The dull pain in her chest flares at the thought of Kylo, almost able to feel his pain and suffering though the bond. She grits her teeth as sharp claws run through and twist her hair. “Stop squirming” Lilim growls “I’m almost done.”

Rey rises her eyes to see Lilim, taking her in as she finished her work. She was very exotic looking. Her pale white skin offset by gray marble like veins, her long black hair intricately done around her spiraling horns. She bites her lip as she does the finishing touches, a small fang peaking out. “There we are” she says stepping back “what do you think?”

She turns her head, honestly a bit impressed at her skill. The intricate twists and braids wind together, meeting together in a classic chignon at the base of her head. “Yes it’s beautiful Lil, now get her over here, we cannot be late!” Qarinah hisses as she hangs up multiple dark gowns on a dressing rack. Lilim hisses back as she yanks Rey up and pushes her towards Qarinah.

“I am more than capable of moving myself, stop tossing me around” Rey growls, shaking off her clawed hand. “Ooh she’s spicy, no wonder she has Kylo by the balls” Qarinah spats as she pushes a dress into Rey’s hand and points at the screen. She scowls at them, slowly disappearing behind it.

Kylo. She shuts her eyes, hugging the dress to her chest. She can feel their combined magick swirling erratically inside, still unable to access him. It knows it’s wrong. She wills the tears from her eyes at the thought of never feeling his side of the bond again, to never touch him again. She knows she’s lost her heart to him, even though they never has the opportunity to discuss it.

There has to be something I can do, she says to herself as she stares at the dress in her hands. It really is beautiful. The dark gray fabric shimmers in the candlelight. It makes her think of the orbs she manifested in the séance room and the bunker not so long ago.

She reminisces him as she undresses and steps into the dress. The soft fabric slides across her hips as she pulls it up, anchoring the wide lone strap onto her left shoulder. She turns, fixing the cups to fit her small breasts. She stills as she begins to zip it up, immediately caught in a memory.

Kylo and her are sitting at the small table in the lounge. He holds her hand, his thumb gently caressing her knuckles. “You did really well today cyar’ika. I’m proud of you” he says, giving her a wide grin. She blushes and smiles back, wondering how she got so lucky to be able to have this man as her teacher and lover.

“I didn’t forget your question from earlier. I just had to think on it for a bit” he says as he reaches up, pushing a loose strand of hair from her eyes. “I think it is possible for us to be able to manifest each others powers.” She nods, interested in his idea.

He kisses her hand and encases her hands with his. “Let me try something”. He smirks at her blush, knowing he has said similar words with a much different context recently. She watches him shut his eyes and focus on their magick. It heightens at bit, his tendrils dancing around hers.

Her breath hitches when she feels them touch, a strange tingling sensation as the magical transference happens. She never felt anything like that before. “You ok?” he mumbles quietly, still deep in concentration. “Yeah” she whispers “it just felt weird.” “I know cyar’ika I feel it too. Weird but not painful. It would be painful if it were anyone else.”

Her brow crinkles in concern over his words. What did he mean? She opens her mouth to speak but stills as he opens his eyes. His beautiful soulful eyes swirled with red. He nods at their hands were a large blood red rose sits between them. Her eyes widen as she takes it in, feeling his signature all over it.

“Kylo it’s beautiful” she says softly, amazed at the depth of their magick. “Just like you Rey” he says as he leans in, kissing her cheek and jaw softly. She all but purrs at his attention. “So now we know that we can involve it in your training…”

A annoyed scoff from behind the screen brings Rey back to the present. “Are you done yet?” Qarinah snaps. Rey shakes her head and zips up the dress the rest of the way. It fits perfectly, accentuating her small waist and slim but strong shoulders. She fixes the fabric as she walks out from behind the screen, her mind focusing. If she can do this right, she can save him and hopefully help the others.

She sees the female demons are distracted in getting ready, she knows this is her chance. She focuses on her tendrils dancing around his muted ones, willing them to connect. She tries her best to hide her gasp as they connect and a surge of magical energy enters her. She lets it envelop her, allowing the transference to happen.

The female demons seem none the wiser, primping and bickering still. “Don’t be so whiny Lil, he get you off. That’s more then what most of them can do…” Qarinah trails off as she sees Rey at last, rising a perfectly manicured brow. “I knew that was the right choice”.

Rey looks down at her dress, feigning fixing the train. She wills Kylo’s strong gifts of Influence and Occlumency to the forefront. It listens and she can feel her mind’s walls solidify. She sets her face in a bored expression as they turn towards her. “Come here” Lilim says, pulling her to the mirror. She complies and let them pick at her.

“Although I wish it was me, I feel he made the strongest choice” Qarinah says. Rey fights rolling her eyes at their simpering comments. “But I must say I never have seen Kylo like that, he couldn’t keep his eyes off you” Lilim says smirking, trying to get a rise out of her. “Lil your just jealous because he never looked at you like that. You were nothing but a willing hole to him” Qarinah snaps as she turns, grabbing a pair of blood red ruby earrings off the vanity and puts them on.

Rey can feel Lilim deflate a bit, her eyes lowering to her hands. She almost feels bad for her, almost. A loud knock on the door happens, making all three turn. The door opens reveling Bronte, his mouth upturning upon seeing them “he is waiting.” Lilim nods, her clawed hand landing on Rey’s lower back, coaxing her forward.

She exits the room, her senses more keen then ever before. She can feel waves of pain, anger, sorrow, lust. She can literally see it. She keeps her face neutral as Bronte comes into her periphery, his dark eyes taking in her bare skin. “You look magnificent” he says lowly, kissing her hand. She hears Qarinah scoff behind her. “As do you ladies, you all look good enough to eat” he says, smiling at them.

“Save it James, we all know what you are after” Lilim says, pulling her away from him. He chuckles and follows them. “What’s wrong Lilim, jealous she has both their eye?” “Shut the fuck up” Qarinah hisses “at this point I’ll take Kylo’s soon to be dead carcass over you.” All the while Rey stares forward, preparing herself for what she must do.

They reach a large dark wood door adorned with dark symbols. She can feel the dark magick emanating through. She takes a breath as it opens and is led inside. The room is circler and small, somewhat reminding her of The Order’s séance rooms. Candles adorned the walls, their flames painting an eerie glow off the dark walls.

“Welcome Reyna” Asher says, walking up to her. He has cleaned up, dressed to the nines in a dark suit and a bejeweled silver crown on his head. She wants to scoff at his haughtiness. He wraps an unwelcome arm around her waist and leads her forward. Pryde and the other two demons stand in front of a large stone alter, each bowing their heads in reverence.

“All is ready” the oldest looking one says, as they part reveling a bound Kylo. She schools her features, thankful for his gifts to hide her grief. He has gone though all this because of her. His bare chest heaves as he takes ragged breaths through his nose. Oh Kylo. Her eyes trail his chest and abdomen, his pale skin decorated with thin cuts and bruises. The wound on his shoulder turning black around the edges.

“Very good ”Asher says as he situates himself and her in front of Kylo. He opens his eyes, looking at them through heavy lids. She can feel his pain and sadness though the bond, but as well hope. Hope? What does he know to make him have hope in this seemingly hopeless situation. He knows, a soft voice says in her head, just like you do.

She watches Kylo look at her. His eyes flash quickly, a spark of what she thinks is understanding flows though their bond. She just hopes he will still trust her after this. Maybe even love her. She has to hold onto hope.

She leans into Asher’s hold, placing a hand on his chest. He looks at her, his eyes wide as he licks his bottom lip. “Do we have to have an audience for this?” she asks softly, her slim fingers playing with his lapel. He feels him shudder under her touch as his grip on her waist tightens.

She sees out the corner of her eye Kylo laying his head back down on the alter as she runs her hand up his chest. She feels a sliver of remorse run though her, but he must understand she is doing this for him. After this is over, she will gladly beg for his forgiveness for the rest of her days if need be. Asher turns his head towards the now unwanted spectators.

“Get out” he snaps. “But my Lord, the ritual…” Pryde says, steeping forward. He suddenly stops, his clawed hands immediately going to his throat as he makes a choking sound. “Do as my Dark Queen requests. Leave us” he says as he turns back to Rey, his dark eyes full of heat.

They leave the room in varying degrees of complacency. She can feel Pryde’s heated glare on her as he leaves, growling under his breath. “Call us if you need anything my Lord” the oldest one says again as he slinks out, shutting the doors behind him. Asher is on her as soon as the lock clicks, his lips descending her neck as his hands gropes at her hips. She shuts her eyes and lets him.

She backs away slightly at the feeling of his fangs nipping at her neck. She looks at him with wide large eyes. “Can I please say goodbye to him?” she asks. He sighs as he removes himself from her, running a hand down his face. “Okay fine” he growls “but after you are mine.” She nods slightly as she raises on her tip toes, placing a kiss on his smooth cold cheek.

He turns his face quickly, trying to catch her lips with his own but she was too quick. She backs away and walks slowly towards Kylo. “Kylo” she says softly as she begin to wring her hands. His eyes open once more at the sound of her voice. She crosses the rest of the way, placing her hand on his scared cheek.

Their eyes meet and she feels like she is back in the bunker. How his eyes bore into her, his soul calling and completing her own even though the restraints. She focuses on him, willing herself the opportunity to be able to tell him what she needs to. He groans lowly, nuzzling her hand as she pushes through the final walls, gasping softly as she passes through.

His mind is a mess, his psyche damaged by the Devil’s claws and nightmarish visions. Her first instinct to heal him but there’s not the time. She must be quick. “Kylo, you have to trust me. We are in this together. I know it’s probably too soon but I want you to know that I love you with everything I am. As Mara said trust the bond and I know I do. Please Kylo trust it and wait for the opportune moment” she says quickly in his mind. A tear runs down her cheek as she leans and kisses him, hoping he can feel all her love for him.

He kisses her back, his chapped lips caressing hers. She can feel his adoration for her in it. She fights back a moan when his tongue peaks out, tasting her bottom lip. She pecks his lips one more time as she rises, willing him to be free of his bonds. Their magick complies with a faint click. His eyes widen but he doesn’t move, suppressing his magick from surging to the forefront.

She smiles faintly as she stands up fully, her eyes glancing to the right. His eyes follow hers and see a discarded Angel blade laying there, forgotten by Pryde or one of the others. He meets her eyes once more, confirming he understands. “I’m sorry” she says with all the fake sadness she can muster, wiping away her tears.

She is thankful for the Occlumency’s thick walls when she is turned back to Asher. She can feel his jealousy poisoning the air around him. He all but snarled as he pulls her closer, his clawed hands tightening around her possessively. “Now all of that is out of the way” he growls “time to end you, my traitorous Knight.”

Thank you so much for your continued support! I know we are in some dark times but I promise it will get better ❤️❤️ they deserve a HEA 🥰 If you like please comment or kudos ❤️❤️

Also a HUGE shoutout to my amazing friend and Beta @mrs-zimmerman ❤️ couldnt have done it without you ❤️❤️

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[xavier-lennon]

Ⓐ - Lilim

Attractiveness: 

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible 

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them 

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

@littlexlilim

[pheita]

A congress, a playful cover, and an accidental epiphany Part 10

Befitting the end of the year, the end of this mini-fic. I kept it short for once, yeah! And with this, I wish everyone a happy new year. May 2023 be nicer, gentle, filled with laughter, and more successful for all of us. Don't forget the Masterlis for Tali and Constantine over here and the masterlist for my WIP "Flowers of Fire" which will take place 6 years later (counting from the first meeting of these two idiots) In the new year, there will also be a WIP blog coming. Warning: NSFW for talk about sex, sexual fantasie, female masturbation

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"Shit, Toni, you look like a Minotaur had you in his grasp." The wide joyful grin on Gregori's face disappeared the moment he opened the door and saw Constantine. "That sums up my emotional state very well." "Come in and let your little brother take care of you. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes." With a wordless nod, Constantine entered and fell heavily into the small sofa. Closing his eyes, he let his head slump back and exhaled loudly. The clanging from the kitchen made him at least open his eyes again. Gregori arrived with two shot glasses and a bottle of ouzo. Before Constantine could say anything, he had a full glass in his hand. He looked at it skeptically for a moment and then downed it in one gulp. The clear liquor burned in the throat, but exactly that helped to find back to the present for the moment. "Well then, hit me up. How bad was it?" Gregori refilled before sitting down next to him, the bottle still in one hand, his own glass in the other. "The provocation worked a little too well. Melinda completely forgot herself at the final party and went after Tali in her mystical form." "Whoa wait..." Gregori raised his arms defensively and looked at him in horror. "Melinda came at you in full Lilim form?"

"Yeah, that's exactly it. Which I didn't know she had wings, albeit vestigial, until now. She must be straight from the main line." Thoughtfully, Constantine looked into his glass. "That's completely beside the point now, isn't it? She attacked you in the safe haven at a peaceful gathering. Let me guess, the Gargoyles didn't think it was funny." "No, we had to give our statements this morning." "I thought so. Now how did that come up with Tali?" The broad grin on Gregori's face made Constantine want to punch him. Constantine finished the second glass and fixed a spot on the wall opposite. "The plan to pass us off as a couple worked too well, I'd say. After half a day it had become normal for the two of us to hug and kiss on the cheeks repeatedly, making it look like more to bystanders. There was this male nymph who came up to her after Tali's presentation and had some ideas..." "You wanted to wring his neck?" interrupted Gregori, laughing. "Something like that." Constantine looked over at him with the silent question before Gregori knew that. Instead of an answer, Gregori just laughed, slapped him on the thigh, and stood up.

"I'll go check on the food. We don't want it to burn." "That's usually Serena's job," Constantine jokingly threw in. Gregori's dramatic groan said it all. There was a good chance he was thinking of their mother's birthday when Serena and Gregori were little and the two of them had the wonderful idea of baking a cake, which only succeeded because Gregori was there, even though Serena was the older one. "We better banish her from every kitchen out of sheer precaution," echoed the kitchen. "That sounds like a good plan." Gregori looked pleased as he came back and fell back beside Constantine. "Go on, then." "And the food?" "The oven's out, the residual heat will do the rest and keep it warm. I'll wait." Constantine reached for the ouzo and poured himself a refill. "There were always moments when we almost really kissed. Just before Melinda's attack was another one of those moments, and I think if it hadn't been for Melinda..." Gregori grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him close, eyes wide." "You're not fucking serious right now." "I am." "I need stronger stuff." As hastily as Gregori had gotten up, he nearly stumbled into the small table in front of them. He went to the small cabinet where Constantine knew the alcohol was for mixing and behind it, hidden, the stuff from the mystical world. A moment later, a small bottle of whiskey appeared, which looked very much like it came from one of the elven distilleries.

"So Melinda attacked you when you almost kissed, much as if her middle name was Ursula." Constantine responded with a cautionary look at the little reference to The Little Mermaid. "She went after Tali specifically each time, which made sure Tali's unique ability showed itself." "Cool." Briefly, Gregori looked up from the glasses with a grin. "That's not how Tali sees it. It seems like she can control particles of natural origin." "You mean dust." "Yes, I mean dust, but possibly slightly larger. She used it to create a vortex that repelled Melinda." "Respect, your little hyena got it." Constantine grinned proudly as he leaned over to accept the glass of whiskey. "She sure has. She's got that quiet strength, not quick-tempered or loud, but it's just there and only comes out when it's needed, no matter how shy she is otherwise. She's braver than she thinks she is. Instinctively, she knew right away how to use her ability to create a tentacle of sorts to keep Melinda from her final attack." "Damn, I would have loved to have seen that," Gregori laughed out. "It was awesome." "Then when and how did you fool finally realize you loved her?" Again, Constantine's head sank backward onto the back of the sofa. "This morning." "I'm hearing a story." For a moment Constantine considered drinking the whiskey as well, but then decided against it, or he would be drunk before they got to dinner. Taking a deep breath, he exhaled with a heavy sigh. "Last night, she asked me to hold her to fall asleep. I don't know when I fell asleep either, but my subconscious seamlessly started there." A soft chuckle from Gregori told Constantine that his brother had already guessed correctly. "So what?" "I didn't think the dream was real until after I woke up for real." "Nah, nah, nah, wait. You're not skipping that now." Quick as the wind, Gregori stood behind the sofa and stared Constantine head on. "It doesn't matter." "If it provides your enlightenment, then yes." For long seconds, they stared at each other in a battle of wills, until Constantine looked away and drank the whiskey after all. "A sex dream," he muttered hastily, reaching for the whiskey. Gregori stopped him, laughing. "Shit, this just keeps getting better." "Gregori...." With the bottle in his hand, Gregori took a few steps back, still laughing. "Basically, it makes sense. For an elemental, you have a high sex drive, but that a sex dream helps you realize you're in love... Fuck, no one could make that up. That's great. Fuck, no one believes that." Elegantly, Constantine stood up, took the bottle from Gregori and put both hands on his shoulders with a serious look. "This stays between us." Abruptly, Gregori became serious again and nodded. "Sorry, sure. We'll keep that between us. But seriously, how hard in denial must you have been if that's what your subconscious is doing?" "I know."

Gently, Gregori loosened his grip and hugged Constantine. "So, what do you want to do now?" "I was going to talk to her this morning, but then the gargoyles got in the way, and then that nymph, and during the car ride, I didn't want to do it. I didn't want her to feel trapped or anything." "I understand that too well. So, you want to tell her how you feel?" "Even though I don't know how yet, but yes. Somehow I have a feeling she feels the same way." "Just as well, you'll see each other again on Monday," Gregori teased him. Only when he was already on his way to the kitchen did he notice that Constantine had remained silent. "Wait, you'll see each other Monday, right?" "We both have a week off because of the convention." Dramatically, Gregori fell against the wall. "You're killing me. You're telling me you're going to wallow in your misery for a week and make a million plans about how you're going to tell her." Constantine smirked and walked toward him. "Not millions, but some for sure. As well as, I will continue to screen this nymph. He still irritates me." "You're jealous," Gregori squeaked with laughter. "Maybe," Constantine confessed, sniffing at the food, "But a male nymph, old enough to be one of the first, with red-shaded hair and blue eyes and always looking for trouble. I don't trust that." Gregori grew serious and looked at him skeptically. "Yeah, that smells like a Gafferty offspring, and if we're right, Tali should know that." "Especially if he's interfering with her work." Briefly they looked at each other seriously, nodded to each other, and then Gregori grinned again. "So, but now it's time to eat. We have to counter the alcohol." "I beg you," Constantine sighed, but grinned, nonetheless.

Tali was more than grateful that her parents had taken the family to the zoo, so she could unpack in peace before the siblings would besiege her. After the dirty laundry was in the washer, and she had pounced on leftovers that had been saved from the previous day's dinner, she took advantage and took a long bath. Being awake and feeling Constantine's erection had aroused her in a way she couldn't get rid of, and the part about him kissing her while she was half asleep had done the rest. She had only played the sleeping one on him because she didn't know what else to do, but that it ended in him disappearing into the shower in a panic, forgetting to close the door, and her having the perfect view of him jerking off, she couldn't have anticipated that. Just the thought of it turned her on again. A glance at the clock said that the family would be gone for at least another two hours. After a moment's thought, Tali decided she could risk it and dug out her hidden box of dildos. She had to giggle as she thought of how Zoe had dragged her to a sex store three years ago.

Quickly, she had found the dildo she was looking for, pushed the box aside and disappeared into the bathroom. With a sigh, she stepped into the warm water, which smelled delightfully of cherry blossoms, and relaxed a bit. Her thoughts roamed, wandering off to Constantine in the shower that morning. In her imagination, she followed him into the shower to his surprise, kissing him under the stream of water. His hands exploring her body, gently stroking her breasts as he covered her neck with kisses. Those long fingers that found their way between her legs and demanded access, exploring her moist depths as if they were made just for him. His thumb slowly stroking her clit as his fingers slowly penetrated deeper and deeper into her, following her every move, as his other hand massaged her nipple until she orgasmed. In reality, she lay in the tub with the dildo already buried deep inside her, pumping it in and out like a possessed woman while the other hand rubbed her clit. She gasped with effort as one orgasm followed the next, but her body only screamed for more.  After the fifth one Tali forced herself to stop and wash, but as soon as she got out of the tub the urge was too much again and had the dildo inside her again, sitting on the edge of the tub and riding the dildo like a maniac while her hands pinched her nipples until it hurt, but even this orgasm brought no relief.

Physically exhausted, she still managed to wrap herself in a towel and take the dildo back to the room with her before any of the younger siblings saw it. The phone was fortunately on the bed, so she could still reach for it while falling on the bed and write a message to Zoe. "I have a problem. Defcon permanently in heat." It took maybe a minute for Zoe to call. "Tali! Shit, what did you do?" "Constantine..." "I realize that too, sweetie. But how did you manage to get permanently horny in just a few days?" Tali sighed and giggled at the same time. "Apparently I didn't faze him either." "Wait.... Don't tell me he had a hard-on this morning." "More." "You witnessed him...? Oh shit, and that when you've been so into him for half a year and then all the stuff because of his ex and oh shit.... No wonder. Where are the others?" "Zoo..." "Tali?" "Hmm?" "How many times have you?" "I don't know. And my powers have been free since yesterday." "Fuck." The silence that followed was enough for Tali to look skeptically at her phone to see if the connection was still there. "Okay, sweetie, you have vacation next week?" "Yes, I do." "Good, I'm off Wednesday too. I'll pick you up Wednesday, and then you and I will go to a bathhouse. Don't argue with me. You know what happens if you don't." Tali sighed heavily. "I know. There can be serious consequences if you don't." "I would really call your death a serious consequence. Can you make it that long?" "I don't know." "I'll let mom know. I know there's something that will tone it down for now." "Okay. Thanks." "You know the others will pick up on it then, too?" "I know," Tali sighed, too done to worry about that now. "Is there more to it than you seeing Constantine in all his glory?" For a moment Tali wanted to tell about Rafael and how he kind of confused her with his demeanor, how he was clearly interested in her after she had unraveled at noon that it was all an act, but then she let it go. "I'll tell you Wednesday." "All right. You get ready for your mom's onslaught. Love you, take care." "I will. Love you too." Sighing, Tali hung up and curled up. This wasn't how she'd imagined it all working out. Maybe she should have just been brave for once in her life.

[i-rarely-wear-matching-socks]

I've been having absolutely to much fun with this kiss picrew:

OC rambling nonsense below lol:

Niilo x Lilim x Joak - Niilo is aro and initially refuses a relationship with Lilim bcus he cannot love her the way she needs & it would be cruel to both of them. He then meets Joak who has admired Lilim for a while but is shy/insecure and the three of them form a relationship together. Joak's grounded and calm nature balances out Niilo & Lilim's passion, both of them are fiercely protective of their family. Lilim is the warm and affectionate one, never shy in boosting her partners up. Niilo is unquestionably loyal and dedicated to anyone he views as his family, if a bit impulsive and aloof sometimes...(which leads to him 'accidently' becoming a priest of an ancient goddess as a means of protecting his adopted daughter from being used in the scheme of another ancient goddess as part of a divine feud thats been going on for a long fuckin time...its complicated.)

Given the limitations of using a dollmaker/picrew lol obv I can't get them perfectly the way I picture them:

Niilo is tall and skinny to the point of looking unhealthy. You could knock this man over with a feather looking idiot. Deceptively strong given his looks however would also snap like a twig if you bend him wrong.

Lilim is strong and stocky, her people are nomadic and so she had a figure that fits that lifestyle. Setting up & breaking down caravans, caring for the animals, hunting, etc. (Niilo looks about as out of place as you'd expect)

Joak is a whip cord, he's the shortest of them but by far the strongest. He is one of the animal caretakers and a valued hunter in the community. (He is trans tho in this setting gender isn't as binary lol so he wouldn't identify as such)

(All of them have long hair, bcus traditionally among their people you stop cutting your hair when you are in a committed relationship. Braids & jewelery can be used to express the nature of one's relationships. Not the same setting as the other couples below.)

Theopolis (Theo) x Tyne - When the ship Tyne is traveling aboard is attacked by pirates as part of an elaborate plan from his noble family to get him out of their hair he's surprised to discover it's actually a prime opportunity for him to free himself from the shackles of nobility and just be himself, choosing his own name and to present the way he always wanted he joins the crew of the Knight's Revenge more than willingly. Except his friend Theo back at court has no way of knowing any of that and is furious over the lack of concern his family and the other nobles have. Writing Tyne off as lost at sea and moving on. Theo who is also at odds with court life, far preferring to study whatever esoteric knowledge he can get his hands on then participate in the political games of court or swinging around a sword in the navy, decides the best course of action is to join a merchant ship on the same route that Tyne's ship was taken. This goes about as well as expected, somehow actually reuniting the two for shenanigans aboard a pirate ship and political webs neither ever wanted to be a part of.

Other details:

Theo as a noble who isn't interested in any physical exploits is fatter at the start of their story and develops more into a blacksmith/strongman body type as he spends time aboard sea fairing vessels. At the Academy he mostly maintains that body type as is part of the expedition crew so it's in his benefit to remain at least semi sea ready. His skill with a sword never improves, keep this nerd out of combat. He is ace and his relationship with Tyne is open, he never thinks anything of this. To him it's obvious given Tyne's wild nature and he never questions if Tyne loves him, that's also obvious.

Tyne is trans, his inability to conform to nobility strict gender roles is one of the things his family wanted him gone for. Since this universe has magic he takes potions (hrt), I'm undecided on if he would get the in universe equivalent of top surgery and it's ultimately irrelevant just a side detail lol. He was wild as a noble and only gets worse as a pirate, he's impulsive and scrappy but loyal and clever too. At first he doesn't know what to do with the relevation that Theo loves him romantically, initially thinking it's because Theo sees him as his old self. Eventually he gets over that insecurity accepting & returning Theo's love unconditionally. He views Theo as his soulmate even if/when he has other partners/lovers who are important to him he never lies to them about Theo's importance to him.

Demosthenes (Nes) x Friend in the Dark (Friend) - Newest nerds, design for both very much in flux, set sometime after Theo & Tyne's adventures where Theo is an established scholar at the realms best (and only) academy of magic. Nes is the Crown prince thought to be dead and confined to the Academy since childhood because of an ancient curse on the Royal family. Though he cannot actually take his rightful place as the heir of the Crown Nes takes the responsibility very seriously and his loyalty to what he views as his realm is unwavering. As such since he is confined to the Academy he and Theo are the leading researchers of the blight, a malignant disease that plagues the realm believed to eminate from the wilds-places of magic where no one dares go. Friend is a member of the Forsaken, people defended from those banished for their magic when the Crown outlawed the use of magic (outside of the approved academy) generations ago. They end up somehow in contact with Theo (I haven't developed the how/why of this yet lol) and end up agreeing to travel to the Academy to assist in the research of the blight. Friend is a unique case, they were born with the blight and while they suffer the physical effects; 'monstrous' corruption, chronic pain/fatigue, they haven't suffered the cognitive decline that others do.

I haven't nailed down the specifics but the Forsaken have an oral history/legend of a cure for the blight and as such all Forsaken are taught the 'pathfiders' oath from childhood. Oaths are one of the strongest magics of the Forsaken and culturally taken very seriously, when Nes fills some of the requirements for this legend Friend agrees to lead him along the path swearing them both to the oath of finding the cure or succumbing to the blight themselves. No solid details on what their journey entails, some typical sheltered but noble character exposed to the reality of every day lifedevelopment for Nes & some not all outsiders are badTM development for Friend. Discovering along the way that the curse on the Crown, the wilds and the blight are all intertwined in a political nightmare that might end in Nes having to forcefully take his rightful place as king in order to bring much needed unity to the realm. Their relationship is a slow burn and inherently a little tragic, Nes cannot abandon his role/duty as king and Friend cannot imagine a place for them at court that wouldn't be detrimental to Nes' goals.

(Given the revival of a certain fandom I'm aware that "blight" is kinda cliche/used it was supposed to be place holder that kinda stuck & it's not like these stories live anywhere but my head anyway P: )

[strawberryseeded]

[studentofetherium]

[zorawitch]

wait. Is Cassie Clare on the returning cast list. IS CASSIE CLARE ON THE RETURNING CAST LIST?!!!!

[demonsofdevildom]

❝ Hmmm ~ , I think you would be okay to tell your brothers. It’s not like you can hide them if you keep them, ❞ she answered honestly. Her tail didn’t cease its teasing of his as she moved her lips back to his neck. The archdevil’s free hand moved to grope Levi’s chest as the other soothingly stroked his stomach. ❝ Should I fertilize them for you then ~ ? Do not feel pressured, Leviachan. If your not ready or want someone else, I’ll still help you if you want me too. ❞ // Lilim to Levi

Fumbling with his pockets till getting his phone out and hesitant in letting Lucifer know first since who else could he let know a sensitive subject, "I'll let one of them know first and going to take a bit before a family meeting may start from it, knowing how it goes and all... mrmm..." purring a bit when taking a bit in typing something out before his thumb hovered over the send button. Eventually pressing it before a soft whine left him and hopefully his older brother wouldn't be mad at him if this. His tail busy taking the teasing while he made this flustered noises at times.

"Meep!" kisses were nice till feeling her grope his chest that wasn't quite like how it normally be when there be something soft to hold, "Y-You...?? U-Umm... I... mrmm... yes, even when teased by you so much I-I... do have a bit of feelings for you. Mrr..." his eyes nearly closing when her hands felt nice and giving a deep purr while his tail gave away of being fine with it due to the cute wiggle wags it did.

[magicalshe]

[ TAKE ]  for one muse to passionately kiss the other,  fueled by jealousy.  (From Levi to Lilim)

JEALOUS, FIERCELY PROTECTIVE & TERRITORIAL // @demonsofdevildom

⚸ ───── Planting her knees on either side of the avatar as he sits in his gaming chair, Lilim grabs the front of his shirt. His attention to his risque game was admirable but also vexing. Her lips pressed to his in a heated kiss swirling her tongue with his. One hand slid up to cradle the back of Levi's head so he can't pull away from her kiss until she was satisfied. Sitting back just to see his flustered face, the demoness smirked in triumph. ❝ Leviachan ~ , if you don't pay me proper attention then I'm going to take it, ❞ she said before leaning in to kiss him once more.

[royleteas]

'ʘ‿ʘ' // from Lilim

"How am I not surprised? Given how long we stood there kissing." He smirked, "But I guess it's easier to give non platonic kisses to those you see as attractive."