#lotuskissed

[cicero-the-assassin]

@lotuskissed

Of all the places he liked to visit, Novac was dwindling on the list. Cicero found it rather boring. Just some old motel rotting away in this cesspit of deceit.

He fit right in among them.

Jeannie May shrunk from him, offering him a room and making whatever accommodations he requested. The two NCR retirees taking their turns in the Dinky Dino. Protecting their little spot from those like him who easily slid in and out through the cracks anyhow.

But most importantly, the courier. A young woman he was bade to keep an eye on after their encounter with her in Nipton.

And an eye on her he certainly kept. Right from his comfortable spot in a lawn chair sitting outside his room door. Leaned back with a Sunset Sarsaparilla in one hand, he glanced to her every so often. Wandering about, having chats. Trading. Whatever have you.

Boring work, he preferred it when she was travelling. These long breaks in the middle of nowhere made his hands itch. His teeth grind. If he had to listen to that crazy man tell him he could see him for what he truly was one more time- he was gonna snap.

[t-errifier]

send 💋 for a kiss on the lips ( LOL ignore that last ask, didn’t see meme

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 - he was learning this as he spent more time with her. she was adamant on them spending the eve of the new year together & who was he to deny that? he had no immediate plans, not ones that were impressive enough to make good reason for denial. he was comfortably in her living room at the time that the clock struck twelve. seated on the floor in front of the television screen with her - they were enjoying the live concerts on the channel, despite the fact that the talent was lacking. no one that ART had ever heard of, he didn't know if the same could be said for RAMONA. she was well - versed in these things, knowing more pop - culture than himself. either way, he didn't mind getting to watch the colorful lights & listen to the upbeat music. he was someone easily amused.

though, when the final countdown began - RAMONA swooped in closer to him. giving him a kiss on the lips the moment that the fireworks went off on the screen. or perhaps they were outside? it was hard to tell from the sounds going off all at once. her kiss was meaningful, the first time she had captured his lips - instead of just a cheek or a forehead kiss. it was something to celebrate, and the holiday aspect of it had only made it more special. he reaches out & pulls her down by her wrist. making them a mess of limbs on the floor. kissing her back & mimicking laughter to the best of his ability. he didn't mind that he had wiped them both out onto the floor, laying down against the soft carpet. their faces were still close - enough so that he could have gone for another kiss if he wanted to. instead, he extends his finger out & gives her a boop on the nose. a dramatic little gesture, he keeps his index finger in front of her face for some time.

[goddamnmuses]

@lotuskissed wanted a thing

Wade had been through some shit, he was a mercenary before the bombs dropped, he'd been hired to take out a whole bunch of people in a vault, which he'd done but on his way out the bombs dropped, he'd thought it fortunate at the time, he was in the best place for it. So he closed himself in. The vault wasn't the best, radiation slowly leaking in over time, the only thing that really got him through was the copious amount of drugs in there, half of them were unlabelled vials but after so long he was injecting anything into himself.

Now he was out of the vault, a ghoul wandering the wasteland, he was still doing the merc thing, getting paid to hunt people down, dead or alive.. usually dead.

"You know it's rude to stare.. is it because I still have a nose?" he announces, turning his head to adress the person who'd been watching him.

[amberedcorpse]

for felix, what makes you happy?

My muses respond with drawings (Open)

[meadowlarksabove]

@lotuskissed:

"i want to bug you on purpose."

"Alright, well- when does that start?"

[hoboblaidd]

@lotuskissed ramona vc: yes also you should take me out to lunch

Sigh. I guess we're going to Val Royeaux.

[atlaswrrld]

@lotuskissed asked: 🔥

send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about yours

 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧  𝐡𝐞’𝐬  𝐧𝐨𝐭  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧  𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐬𝐚𝐲.   ramona  is  so  stunning,  picking  one  thing  almost  feels  like  a  test,  one  that  he  doesn’t  want  to  fail.  ❝your  eyes  are  beautiful.❞  he  finally  responds  after  a  beat.  ❝they’re  so  vibrant  and  bright,  they’re  like  ──  captivating.❞

[aamusedly]

@lotuskissed .

"Now, now..." vapors curled up from around the mouthpiece of his inhaler-- just Jet this time, but who could say no to a bit of relaxation in the middle of such a beautiful desert expanse?

So what if the rest of Quarry Junction was a fucking mess-- between the views, it was a nice spot to spend an evening. And maybe the locals were horrified of him shooting up the place, but that was their prerogative. This woman, though-- she just walked right up.

"What's a pretty young thing like you doin' in a shithole like this?"

[cicero-the-assassin]

「 HELP 」 : for sender to help receiver undress

𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 …

He bares his teeth. Bares his teeth at her because he doesn’t want her to see. Doesn’t want her to know his weakness or shame.

‘Lucio’s’ breaths are heavy, slightly ragged as though he’s struggling to calm himself after the altercation they’d found themselves in. Out on the road, anything can happen. Ramona insisted she could handle herself, that she was no stranger to the hurt out here.

Yet he found himself standing between her and the horrors more and more often. He’s cut up and bruised, her honor though, was intact.

He doesn’t like the pitiful look in her eyes as she tries unbuttoning his shirt. Trying to examine and treat the wounds. He tries to focus on her, though the blood spray suited her, luckily very little of it was her own.

“Don’t.”

It’s punctuated by his hand grabbing one of her wrists trying to pull open the rest of his shirt. His exposed chest bloodied and heaving slightly.

He does the only thing he knows how to do in that moment. He uses that wrist to pull her closer to him, his breath against her throat. Distracting her from the task the only way he knows how.

“Just make me feel good.. please..”

It almost sounds like a plea.

[t-errifier]

[ OUT ]: sender grabs the receiver and lifts them into their arms after noticing them swaying and beginning to lose consciousness. ( reverse, i think? art carrying mona bc she smol )

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 - 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍, he would have allowed her to take a rest at any moment that she needed. he wasn't unfamiliar with the fact that humans needed their sleep - but she was trying to stay awake with him, wanting to spend more time with him. her limits were beginning to cave, making her shaky on her own two feet. ART notices this & catches her before she can fall. lifting her up into his own two hands. he gives her nose a boop ! right in the square of her face, he was going to put her to bed, whether she wanted to or not. they could have stayed awake, slaving away in the kitchen for as long as they wanted to. but she wasn't going to make it much longer. her feet were slowly becoming unsteady & the heat from the oven wasn't helping in the slightest.

starting to carry her off to the couch, he decided that he would place her in view of the television. just in case she wanted to be stubborn for a little bit longer. a HORROR MOVIE played on the screen - the kitchen still being visible from the couch, just so he could keep an eye on what was still in the oven. placing her down gingerly on the soft cushions, he searches around for a blanket. anything that could have prepared her for bed. she was barely keeping her eyes open at that point & he wanted her to get some rest in, he could handle the last of the sweets in the oven. he knew how to work it just as good as anyone else. finding a blanket on one of the chairs, he wraps her in it as cautiously as he possibly can, making sure to tuck it in at the sides. placing a pillow behind her head, she looks ready to fall asleep on him. sitting on the ground next to the couch - he makes himself a comfy little spot on the floor. turning to face her as she begins to doze off. brushing some of the hair out of her face, he taps her cheek with one hand: goodnight.

[scintillaisms]

" how are you feeling today? " asked by ; @lotuskissed

a soft breath departed slightly chapped lips, eyes falling down to his current activity of tying his shoelaces, before shoulders raised in a shrug.

"as well as one can. it's barely eleven and it feels like the longest day ever. you?" he's exhausted, if he had to be honest, but would he ever admit that? of course not.

eyes raised back up a moment later, head tilted to one side, showing that he was actually paying attention ; instead of avoiding the talk of how he felt.

[goddamnmuses]

@lotuskissed // discussed dragon age thing.

The Hero of Fereldan was a title that felt heavier than any armour Aedan had ever donned. He wanted to leave that world behind him but it seemed to him the whole world was going to shit, again, since the blight he'd put an end to the world had also dealt with a whole bunch of crap from the chaos at Kirkwall and then the explosion at the temple of sacred ashes and the whole sky opening up was a deal. He'd almost attended that meeting, now most of the people who had gone were dead so he was glad he hadn't. Now the ancient elven gods were apparently real and walking amongst them, great, he'd normally keep his head down but the two of those gods coming back had got the Grey Wardens talking about their Archdemons and he was the only person around that had any actual life experience killing them. So he'd headed to where the Inquisitor told him Varric and his friends had gone off to. Minrathos. Which was annoying as by the time he'd got there the city had gone to shit due to some ritual. Eventually he'd met up with Morrigan who'd taken him back to the crossroads a place he'd been a few times before but this time he knew vaguely where he was going, some place called the lighthouse. Standing outside of the large Eluvian to the lighthouse he waits awkwardly, unsure if he should just walk through, that felt like an invasion of privacy, he just hoped that weird spirit he'd ran into earlier was informing the residents of the lighthouse of their waiting guest.

[distantpagesandpapercuts]

8 & 9

20 Sinday Questions

8: Does your muse do one night stands? Do they prefer to bring people back to their place or do they go to others’?

((The majority of Kira's sex life consists of one night stands. So she's okay with them. Though, I wouldn't say that means she prefers them. Kira finds it hard to connect with people often, to be vulnerable and open enough to express feelings of romance without feeling shame for it. She's scared of rejection and she has serious abandonment issues. And we all know people can't abandon you if you don't let them stay in the first place, right? Right? Even if she's afraid of these things, Kira still craves connection and touch. One night stands can sate her loneliness for a time.

Also I think she prefers to go to other people's places. (Most of her own dwellings are partly her offices) But I think she likes the comfort of her own bed.))

9: What is your muse’s preferred setting for sex? Do they keep it in the bedroom or are they more adventurous?

((I don't think she has a preference! So long as it's not too public! Beds and couches sure are more comfy though.))

[hoboblaidd]

you've been glowering for days. your face is going to get stuck that way. - from rare rook!mona

ask meme - as said by varric

For once, he doesn't say anything. If it's possible for a glower dripping in venom to go darker, his certainly does.

[lcngdays-arc]

@lotuskissed met someone in a cemetery

"calling all demons and ghosts and skeletons and everything else in between or outside that range! i said calling all demons and ghosts and sk- oh, hi?"

Temperance is panning around with their camera, and it focuses in on their new guest.

"look alive, new friend, if you even are alive, that is!"

[hisgrief]

 📐 5’2’’

send 📐 + your character's height to compare with one or more of mine!

all of these short lasses are a pain in the neck!