#lunaferrous

[diotheworldus]

'Bath'

He smiled and gently grabbed her hand guiding her into the water of the tub with him. Soon his hands moved all over her form, trying to ease all of her tensions away as he kissed her shoulder gently. “Thank you for joining me, it’s always better to bathe with a partner, it saves water is what I hear but I prefer it for the added intimacy~” he says as he can’t keep his lips off of her, kissing every part of her body that he had access to even while they both tried to relax within the warm bath water.

[estarion]

　　　" just shoot them, luna. "

[jinxcdd]

@lunaferrous asked for a gift! x

Bursting into the room where Luna was seated with her hounds, Jinx skid to a stop, nearly knocking over a chair in the process. “Luuuuuna!” she yelled, dragging out the name like it was her favorite Christmas carol. “Gotcha somethin’!”

She pulled the patched-up box out of her bag and thrust it at Luna, her wide grin barely contained. “Merry Christmas, or whatever. Open it! Like, now! No waiting! Not that you’d wanna wait, ‘cause, I made it and it’s amazing.”

[ausdauer]

@lunaferrous x

"well, it is a 'girl's day out'. do you have a swimsuit?"

"Don't'cha need t'know how t'swim for that?"

[dragonofthestone]

"Tim. Tim..." She whispered, gently shaking his shoulder to wake him. It seemed after some delay due to the snow storm, they had finally arrived at North City. Other passengers around them were already starting to gather their things from the luggage shelf and file out of the cabin, and she didn't want to get caught behind them.

She took a cursory glance out the window, noticing that there weren't as many military personnel stationed on the platform, at least not compared to East City. They could have focused more of their military power at the fort further north, or there may have been officers out of uniform, wearing street clothes to blend in. Either way, she knew that speed and discretion were of the utmost importance in a situation like this, and the more time they spent inside this cramped space, the more likely they were to lag behind and get caught.

They needed to get out in the open, where Anton was waiting for them.

"Come on, it's time to go. We can't afford to linger."

A single reptilian eye opened, if he wasn't already awake the shrill ear splitting was more then enough to do it without her.

"I wasn't 'sleep," He groaned letting out a long hiss, stiffly uncurling his legs having been in the same curled position for the majority of the train ride. Perhaps not the best idea

There was no chance of him sleeping on this ride, the sheer overwhelm on his sense would have seen to that. From the thunderous rumbling and clattering metal of the train racing over the tracks to the thick concentrated scents confined to the car, with a particularly strong perfume that wafted through.

No. Sleep wasn't liable to occur not till he got somewhere safer. Although getting proper sleep was out of the question it hadn't stopped him from taking a moment to close his eyes now then, which was only possible due to Luna's presence offering some safety.

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Upon standing up a sharp pin prickling tingle shot up his right foot the moment it touch the floor. Timaeus reached behind to lightly press at the base of his tail around his lower back, which had become quite painfully cramped up without being able properly uncurl and relax the muscles properly for quite sometime.

As he turned his head to glance out the window to get a look at where they were Timaeus noticed from his faint reflection the reptilian appearance of his eye. Damn, he could only guess the exhaustion was making it hard to maintain appearance. Swiftly a gloved hand was raised to make it appear as if he was just rubbing the sleep from his eye upon lowering it had returned to it's human like state.

With everyone so busy trying to get off hopefully that meant no one had noticed his momentary abnormality.

[thefouraboveall]

"Your hounds."

"What are their names?"

@lunaferrous // 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀.

[smilingmxsk]

@lunaferrous cont. from [x]

"Y' mean t' tell me th' fuckin chruch got beef wit'chu for how long now?? What for? Cuz y' kill people based on deals dey make??" The Fixer asked.

"I mean like, yeah y' might be a demon n' all, but I thought dat the church chooses its battles o' whatevah? Or whatevah dey feel like bein' bothered wit' I guess??"

[soldiersscream]

@lunaferrous x

He would have handled it himself, but time was running out, and deep down, he knew she was the only one he could fully trust. There was no ego in this, no pride to choke down. Knocking on her door, Erwin felt a sense of relief. Asking for help wasn’t something he struggled with, not when the stakes were this high.

When she opened the door, his eyes instinctively scanned her room. It was immaculate, almost too perfect, especially considering the three dogs lounging nearby, their gazes fixed on him with an unsettling intensity.

Erwin stepped inside, shutting the door softly behind him. "I need you to order some supplies for this job," he said, his voice low and steady. He didn’t bother with pleasantries; there wasn’t time for them now. He glanced around, taking note of the walls, knowing all too well that they could have ears. Without another word, he motioned for her to follow him to the bathroom, where he twisted the taps, letting the steady stream of water drown out any chance of eavesdropping.

Once inside, Erwin leaned closer, his expression more serious than before. "The Don trusts you. He mentioned his brother’s been pressing you, trying to extract information." His voice dropped even lower, a thread of tension woven through it. "They’re watching me." The admission was hard, but necessary. If they were watching him, it meant there was a limited window to act.

"I don’t trust anyone else with this," he continued, his gaze meeting hers, unwavering. "What I need are burner phones," Erwin said, his tone direct but calm. "A handful of them. Different providers, untraceable. I’ll need them by tonight, no exceptions."

[xaallo]

"You have fawn pictures?" Color her curious 👀.

"No!" He tries to shove the picture in his pouch, but misses and it flutters to the ground instead--

[diotheworldus]

[ text ]: I'm still thinking about last night...

[text]: Same here. It feels like each time we make love for longer and longer. Soon you’re going to start testing my stamina. But I’m impressed you didn’t postpone your dance classes even after going four rounds with me last night. You’re amazing and I hope you know I haven’t been able to get any work done at all because all I can think about is your moans and the shape of your body….and your warmth….round 5 starts when you get home…

[estarion]

✏️✏️ uwu

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ incorrect quotes ft. LUNA

luna:  here's the cold medicine you asked for. luna:  *dumps 3 shopping bags of wine on the table* astarion:  ... thanks.

luna:  i’ve been dropping him the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. no response. astarion:  wow. he sounds stupid. luna:  but he's not. he's really smart actually. just dense. astarion:  maybe you need to be more obvious? like, i don't know… “hey! i love you!” luna:  i guess you're right. hey astarion, i love you. astarion:  see! just say that! luna:  holy fucking shit. astarion:  if that flies over his head then, sorry luna, but he's too dumb for you. luna:  astarion.

luna:  i'm doing what i can to jog your memory. astarion:  it's jogging, i guess. its tiddies are jiggling a little. luna:  nice.

astarion: you look really stressed. luna: haha, it's the stress.

astarion: our relationship is strictly professional. luna, sitting on astarion’s lap: absolutely. only on business.

astarion: don’t preach to me about romance, luna. i had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

luna: can you be serious for five minutes? astarion: my record is four, but i think i can do it.

luna: is something burning? astarion, leaning seductively on the counter: just my desire for you. luna: astarion, the toaster is literally on fire.

astarion: and if you have any suggestions, please put them in the suggestion box. luna: that’s a trash can.

[jinxcdd]

@lunaferrous liked it x

"I don't often let people in here" she spoke, her hand on the door to her workshop. Still not sure if she wanted this line crossed but she felt like she owed this to Silco. With a deep breath, Jinx pushed open the door into a whole different world. Vibrant colours, powdered paint, evidence of explosions and experiments gone wrong lined every inch of the space. "I figured you could help me come up with a new weapon. I was thinkin' maybe a sword fish or something like your rifle"

[skxrbrand]

"Say, whatever became of that hellhound you were raising? What was her name again?"

" Khysk."

Skarbrand gestures with a hand and the hound in question comes forward. She is a thing of nightmare-- red scales that weep blood, a mouthfull of jagged teeth, and red eyes of endless bloodlust. Skarbrand pets her between her ears.

" She is well. The Alpha of the packs that stalk my lands. A hound of mine could be no less."

[burnformebaby]

@lunaferrous

"Oh, believe me. This isn't pleasure." As much as she strove to maintain a sense of decorum, some of her ire slipped out right at the end, shoving a stack of documents up against his chest.

"Your fanatics have been harassing my students, therefore my business. They keep flooding the streets and disturbing the peace, more than any devil ever would. Here are all of the protections I have set in place, all notarized through Public Safety and the mayor's office. Keep your delinquents away from the west side during daylight hours, or you won't be able to hide behind being a non-taxable religious entity." @burnformebaby

"Oh wow, you are one thorough lady, I'm impressed!" Barem stated, a sinister smile on his face, hands behind his back. This isn't the first time some non-believer tried to disrupt the church, and it wouldn't be the last. These fools think they can dodge fate.

"I'm a law-abiding citizen, ma'am. I do not condone harassment of any form. I assure you that, whoever harassed your students will be properly punished and expelled from our church." He leaned back on his chair, crossing his eyes, pitch black eyes gazing upon the angry woman.

"All the members of our church are believers of our faith. We do not use harassment, or coercion to raise our numbers. So I can guarantee that, if your students decide to join us, it will out of their own will."

A smarmy tone in his voice as he kept his smile, brimming with fake politeness. Barem wished to annoy the woman, to rile her up with the idea that her students would join the cult.

"And since we have an open-door policy, we will never refuse turn down anyone who wishes to seek enlightenment. So I apologize for any future concerns we might cause you."

Barem put the documents on the table, opens up a drawer, and pulls out a Chainsaw Church pamphlet, offering to the woman.

"Perhaps you could read more about us."

[ausdauer]

@lunaferrous x

Green eyes watched the woman work with the gun, adjusting the scope with precise movement, the efficiency the woman had with her weapons had Isabel's interest. Luna was different to others, Isabel found it difficult to get a read on her, the woman almost immune to her childlike innocence. She was a mystery to the girl.

Isabel didn't flinch after she asked her, even when Luna paused, she wasn't judging the woman, only letting her curiosity out. She was never one to hold back when she didn't understand anything, always asking the questions that gnawed at her. The guns, the deals, the shadows, they all hinted at a darker side, a side that Isabel both feared and was inexplicably drawn to.

The redhead watched, tilting her head at the simple answer that held a lot more behind. Isabel knew enough not to pry too much into it. Death wasn't new to her, she had been raised in the sewers, brought above the ground by Kuchel, given a home with The Don, she felt like royalty in this mansion. But to put the dead down as nothing more than a line in chalk, it made her swallow thickly, especially with the almost cold way that Luna said it.

That last part struck a chord with Isabel. She could see the truth in Luna’s words, the constant battle for survival that left little room for guilt or remorse. It wasn’t that Luna was heartless. Far from it. Isabel knew enough to recognize that Luna’s detachment was a survival mechanism, a way to cope with the unimaginable things she had done and seen.

Isabel shifted slightly, the cool metal of the railing digging into her palms as she leaned against it. "That’s… one way to look at it," she said quietly, her voice tinged with something between awe and unease. She had always known that Luna was dangerous, but hearing it laid out so plainly made it real in a way that nothing else had.

But instead of recoiling, Isabel found herself leaning in, wanting to understand more, to peel back the layers and see what made Luna tick. "Do you ever think about 'em?" Isabel asked, her voice softer now, "The people y'killed. Or is it all just part of the job?"

She wasn’t sure what she expected Luna to say. Maybe she was hoping for some sign of humanity, or maybe she just wanted to know if someone like Luna could still feel something after everything she’d been through. Isabel wasn’t sure why it mattered to her, but it did. She needed to know if there was still a heart beating beneath all that ice.

[thefouraboveall]

" Hmmm? Did you need something, my dear?"