#lyon x kazimir

[dragonhybrid456]

When The Night Comes Stories

Oneshots:

August x male!reader _

Headcannons:

None yet

[magerightsyeah]

Finn: Ezra’s not just my boyfriend, he’s my best friend

August: *audibly gagging*

[thebakerstboyskeeper]

Day 4 - "Fine, I Give Up" (Vyx x Finn x Ezra)

Being a Hunter is never quiet. Sometimes Vyx takes on more than she should, but now she has two people who will look after her. Takes place post game.

When the Night Comes (Lunaris Games), OFC x Finnzra

TW: Injuries, blood, a fight

She grunts as her back collides with the smoking tree. Snarls echoing with tortured screams rattle in her ears as she struggles back to her feet. A quick glance shows her daggers buried too far away in the smoldering corpses of the hellhounds she’s felled already.

There are still several advancing on her.

Her fingers feel numb as she tugs her quarterstaff from its holster on her back. A bit of her own blood makes her grip slip on the soft leather, but she tightens her hold. Staring down the five remaining hounds that stalk toward her, she uses her free hand to draw the knife from her vambrace. She inhales, drawing on every bit of every Hunter strength in her blood.

August would never let her rest in peace for being killed by hellhounds.

She darts into the cluster, blades striking and feet skipping to avoid snapping teeth. Her thrill of victory over one falling is short lived as the others force her back, claws breaking skin yet again. A yell splits the air as she slashes at the nearest one.

“How many of you are there?” she snaps.

It’s been over twenty four hours since she slept last and the creatures have been especially mischievous tonight. As she continues the fight, the image of her room above Ezra’s shop flashes through her mind. What she wouldn’t do to be curled up in bed with her witch and vampire.

Another goes down with a pitiful wail. She turns just in time for the next to knock her to the ground, its full weight pressing on her lungs. Gasping for air, she shoves her hand into its wide open jaw, knife driving upward. It staggers back, a well aimed swipe of her staff taking its legs out from under it. She coughs, chest stinging.

“Hello, lover.”

She tilts her head back, staring at an upside down vampire grinning.

“How many more are left?” she sighs, sagging into the dirt.

“Two, but they seem to be rethinking their decision to tangle with you.”

She raises a hand. “Help me up?”

His cold grasp wraps around her wrist, no effort behind it as he yanks her to her feet. Golden eyes scan her body.

“You look like shit,” he chuckles.

“Lovely to see you too. Excuse me for a moment.”

With the last two in defense mode and Finn returning her weapons, the fight is over quickly. She collapses against a tree, barely upright.

Finn’s brows are furrowed, fangs pressing into his lower lip.

“You need to see Ezra.”

“I’m fine,” she breathes. “Gotta go tell August–”

“Willenheim can wait.”

Jaw clenched, steps staggering, she moves past him. He falls in next to her, watching from the corner of his eye.

“I’m walking. See?” She coughs, a metallic tang in the back of her throat. He’s polite enough not to comment, but not enough to stop the rumbling growl.

“You look like a chew toy. I can see bite marks.”

At the edge of the forest, she falters. Headquarters are on the opposite side of the town. If she can’t shake Finn, this is going to get embarrassing real fast.

They make it a few streets before her strength finally gives. Finn catches her before she hits the ground.

“Now can I take you to Ezra? Or are you going to insist on startling Willenheim by stumbling into their office looking like you crawled out of the grave?”

She scowls.

“Vyx, don’t look at me like that.”

The singsong tone sets her heart to fluttering. His nose nuzzling against hers as he sweeps her into his arms completely melts her.

“Fine,” she groans. “You win. Take me home.”

He kisses her, avoiding the blood on her lips.

“Just let me walk there. I’m not that hurt.”

“Not a chance.”

[saintprivateer]

Hello 911 I’m back on my bs

[lunaris-laments]

Finnzra x Hunter - Winter Prompt 20

Request from anon: 20 of the winter prompts with finnzra and (f) reader?

Prompt 20: “I don’t need any presents or a big fancy celebration when I’ve got you.”

It’s still Christmas where I am, sorry for the late upload!! Whether you celebrate it or not, I hope all of you have a great holiday. Some Finnzra x Hunter fluff for all you lovely people :>

Sorry if it’s not explicitly fem reader!! This is also my first time writing a poly relationship so I hope it’s okay uwu

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Lights of all different hues shone from Ezra’s shop and illuminated the street beyond it, enticing and tempting civilians to peek through the windows to marvel at his decorations. The shop was closed for the day, and the moon hung low in the sky as the last slivers of amber faded within the clouds, coating the buzzing town in darkness. However, spirits were bright in this festive season for all, the usual domestic thrum of the city dampened by bands performing music native to Lunaris and parties that led into the early hours of the morning.

This was no different for Ezra, Finn, and the Hunter. The vampire was nowhere to be seen, but they assumed he had gone to the Catacombs to visit his clan - they may have lived through decades of celebrations, witnessed all kinds of traditions - Finn insisted that he give them well wishes and a good hug.

You knelt on the counter, reaching to the farthest and highest corner of the kitchen to pin up some decorations, sweet little paper figures and animals strung along a glittering ribbon, the other end already pinned to the opposite wall. You felt bad for Ezra when you glanced over to him, such a powerful witch and yet using his magic only to enchant small lanterns which were hung around the shop. Small shimmering flames emerged as he swept his hands over the bulbs, rainbows shifting and reflecting onto his face, painting his russet skin a plethora of beautiful colours and complementing the slight flush on his cheekbones.

His lips pull taut in a dreamy grin when you hop down from the countertop and slide your arms around his waist from behind, resting your chin on his shoulder.

“They look beautiful.” You whisper and plant a kiss on the apple of his cheek. Ezra giggles quietly and turns to face you. “Thank you, love, but you did just as much as me,” he says and gestures to the streamers and strings of decorations fastened to the walls. Your hands bunched up in his sweater, turquoise with lighter accents and the words “Meow-y Christmas” sewn into the front. It was cheesy and punny - exactly what you all loved.

He is about to take a step closer when Coco winds in-between the two of you, mewing and padding at your fuzzy sock-clad feet. She crosses the room and settles underneath the pine tree in the corner; it looks bare compared to the rest of your home. It didn’t matter if you had a religion or even celebrated anything, Ezra begged to have a tree - he just loved having something else to hang colourful ornaments on.

Ezra hauled another worn box of baubles, tinsel, and bulbs onto the table and rummaged through them, handing you some and telling you where to place them. Always the perfectionist; he tutted and rearranged the hand-crafted trinkets until he was satisfied.

You both startled when three distinct knocks came from the hatch in the floorboards. Pulling the carpet aside, Ezra unhooked the latch and you waited for your lover to emerge from the darkness. First you saw his golden eyes, glistening within the shadows, then he pushed the hatch open further to climb up. All sharing grins, he pecked both yours and Ezra’s lips and scrutinised the shop.

“I love you, but you have a tendency to… go a little overboard.” The smile on face as he gazed down at both of you betrays his words, but still, he attempts to sound miffed.

Each grabbing one of his hands, you pulled him into the other room. “We just finished decorating the tree - it looks beautiful, Finnegan, come see…” Without waiting for a response, Ezra tugs him to stand in front of the tree. The tinsel wound through the twigs and baubles hanging from them catch the light of the twinkling bulbs, reflecting in his eyes, a kaleidoscope of colours swirling in his irises.

Only when he turns to you, do you see the sweater that adorns his body. He has the same taste as Ezra - black with the word “Hoe” in bold golden lettering, dotted across his chest. Rolling your eyes, you bite back a smirk and snicker. “Do you both have to wear such tacky sweaters?”

You hear a gasp and turn to see the witch glaring playfully at you.

“Well, excuuuuuuse me.” Although Ezra speaks sternly, he moves towards you to take your hand, dragging you to the sofa with Finn following closely behind.

You’re pushed into the plush cushions and sandwiched between your lovers; the stark contrast of hot and cold, life and death, proves to be oddly comfortable. Finn’s legs swing onto the sofa and cage you in from behind, resting his hands on your stomach and his cheek to your shoulder. His icy breath fans across your neck and you feel his lips curl into a smirk on your skin. Ezra presses his face to your chest, arms around your waist and fingers finding purchase in your clothes. Fangs brush against you when Finn grins, hearing your heartbeat accelerate and feeling warmth crawl from your cheeks to your neck. 

Suddenly, Ezra lifts his head and gapes at you, raising his voice. “I almost forgot about presents!”

Exchanging a sharp look with Finn, you then watch as the witch untangles himself from you, the breeze that replaced presence making you shiver. He crouches and peers under the tree, searching for a moment then pulling out two small boxes, neatly-wrapped with patterned paper. You flush as he hands you one of the presents, kneeling beside the sofa, beaming at you.

“I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t do gifts this year?” Finn spoke slowly, accepting the present and sitting up slightly. You tug at Ezra’s sweater and lean down to press your lips to his, smiling against him. “Thank you, either way… But however will we repay you?” You ask, playful, mischievous.

Finn eyes him up. “I think we can find a way…” Although he has lived through hundreds of these traditions, he still looks at you with the same excitement and adoration as if it was his first. He clutches the box to his chest and pulls you close, and you know that parties and gifts can never bring the same joy as spending time with his lovers. It was as if he read your mind, and what he says next makes your heart soar.

“Seriously - next year we can just decorate the house and have a few friends round. I don’t need any presents or a big fancy celebration when I’ve got you.”

[annemaynova]

The Ot3 Of The Century

[merrydisposition]

The team are killing me with that last chapter. So I had to sketch this even if I can’t get anyones face right.

Julia being tiny just made this too appealing. 

[sheelfy]

Yeah you do. Go get him boy. 

[hxntersrest]

Liar , Liar

Prompt : Liar, Liar Fandom: WTNC Pairing: Valkyrie/Finn/Ezra

Note : Contains spoilers for Chapter Nine ! 

As sad as this was, this wasn’t the hardest thing she had ever had to do. Being a hunter made sure that she was placed in some of the most heart wrenching and difficult situations anyone could be in. But that didn’t mean that it got any easier. The sour taste still lingered on her tongue as she walked down the streets of Lunaris. Not sure if it was her mood or the new found knowledge but the streets felt like they were watching her every breath. Her mind struggled to find logic but their was no logic to a man lost to grief and desperation.

how could this happen....... If i had come sooner.... would I have been able to stop it. What am I to do.

All these questions and more flew through her mind and she ran her fingertips through her winter kissed hair, chewing her lip as she searched for the answers. This meeting was suppose to answer her questions not give her more. The feeling was akin to drowning, helpless and cold with a choking effect. These thoughts made her head spin and one more questions floated to the top of her mind.

Where do I go now ?

She figured Finn and Ezra would have heard how she had went with Harry rather than outright condemn him. But she needed to follow, needed to see how far he had fallen. If he had any more of those creatures and to confirm what Fiero had told her. Otherwise .... otherwise she could lead her friends to their deaths. Knowledge ... was key as her mother use to tell her. When you have nothing else, you at least have what you have learned. Even knowledge can be a weapon. But in this case things weren’t so clear.

She could still see the vial in her mind, the temptation to give in had been stronger than she had anticipated. The power she could gain.... but would the sacrifice be worth it... all these deaths, the inhumanity of it all. But on another side... she could prevent more deaths, she could protect Finn and Ezra and make sure no one would take them for her.... Was this not what she vowed to do when she became a hunter. To protect everyone with all her ability.

The war could wage in her mind for eternity on this topic.... but it didn’t rest well with her heart. No matter what excuse she made up to make all this seem worthwhile... it just made her heart ache. This was wrong , even if the motive was a noble on.

Now ... to explain to Ezra and Finn... and to beg them to understand why... she had to go with the lion to his den. Not just for knowledge ... but to see for herself The Harry she thought she knew was truly consumed by grief.

“ I’m sorry James..... but I don’t think I can save him.... without destroying what I stand for.. what we stand for “

She whispered... but she knew there would be no answer and a part of her was glad. No good could come of any of this. The best she could do was to put a end to it.

The wolf had never looked so inviting before, the light was a welcome sight after walking in the darkness, her eyes scanned over the crowd as she felt something in her chest... pain, confusion.... anger. Finn was nearby as well as Ezra. It wasn’t a surprise that she could sense them... but the impact of their emotions on her was stronger than she liked. Already she could feel the tears in her eyes, if she lost them... she wasn’t sure if she would have the strength to do what needs to be done. She had only just learned to open her heart again to the world... if it ended in heartbreak she doubted she would ever dare open it again.

Her glazed eyes scanned the room, but soon she just followed the feeling she had in her chest till they came into sight. Finn was clutching a bottle, Ezra curled up beside him. For a moment she stood frozen , no words would come to her lips until they both looked up at her.

“ ... Imagine our surprise when August arrives at my door barely able to speak “

“ Finn... if you’d just let me explain ... I know what I’m ... “ 

“ You went with Harry... we didn’t know if we would ever see you again, if he was going to “

Ezra trailed off, his emerald eyes full of tears at this stage as he stared at her, but when she reached out to him he pulled away. Finn returned his gaze to the bottle and She felt her hands trembling. She was losing them.....

No.... I ... I have to try.. have to fight.

Valkyrie grabbed Finn’s wrist ignoring the warning growl he let out as he went to pull away but she held on firm. He would have to risk hurting her to break the grip and she was certain he wouldn’t even though she felt the creature within him rising to the surface. Instead of speaking she focused her thoughts , making them louder, pushing her emotions with them. If he didn’t wish to accept her words... she would let him feel them.

I Needed to follow him , I needed to know if their were more creatures before jumping in wildly and getting killed. I needed to know that condemning him was the right choice. It was dangerous, foolish even but I couldn’t risk going against him till I knew all the cards he was holding. Please .... understand.

His expression softened and Ezra watched, knowing what was happening between them. But Finn stood up and shook his head

“ Not here... lets go “

Valkyrie looked behind him seeing now the enforcers that where paying close attention to them. A miscalculation on her behalf one she should have taken better care of noticing. She had been so focused on Finn and Ezra she had forgotten to take full stock of the occupants of the tavern. But she nodded to them both and followed. While the atmosphere had improved slightly ... it still pained her. She hung back behind them as she followed them to the catacombs. The air felt like ice against her skin. She was scared... something she had only felt when coming to Lunaris. Before... she had, had little to lose or so she had thought but now ... now she could lose everything. She rubbed her temple, in slow circles. She was mentally exhausted from this day and had no answers to show of it. She became aware... she wasn’t strong enough to make this choice. If Harry held that vial out to her once more.. she feared she would take it.

The catacombs where not as welcoming as they once felt. It didn’t sing of home to her, but more of warning. She was being watched. Most likely because they all sensed Finn’s anger and .... pain. Pain that she had caused with her actions. It seemed hurting the ones closest to her, was the price to pay for information. As she walked into the room , only a few hours ago she hadn’t wanted to leave, she felt dread in her stomach. The door shut and the noise made her jump slightly. She was on edge, not for an attack but for her heartbreak. She had faced many things in her career that inspired fear and dread in her. But only Heartbreak could ever truly render her this helpless. This ... scared.

While Ezra stood at a fair distance from her, Finn now stood over her, she stood still holding her breath as he spoke.

“ Don’t try to explain your actions with smooth words, I watched Levi justify his terror for centuries. I will not stand for you to do it too “

His words struck deep... to be compared to his sire, the man who had put Finn through that much pain. Was that what he now thought of her. That she was like him... a tyrant, lusting for power. The tears burnt her eyes but she held them back. Now wasn’t the time for tears. They needed to know . I needed them to know.

“ I give you my word, I didn’t side with him or do anything stupid other than follow him. You heard me in the tavern Finn. I just wanted to know, I needed to. This isn’t an easy choice and I hoped.... I hoped that by going with him the answer would be clearer “

Ezra had moved over beside Finn now, A hand placed on his lower back. To calm him. It made my heart ache that I was the one separated from them. I was now seen as a possible enemy. The one thing I never wanted to be.

“ You can tell when I’m lying, both of you can. You can feel it in  your hearts just like I can feel you “

My heart had never pounded so much in my chest. Were I fully human, I would have been convinced I was having a heart attack. Finn reached out to him, curling his fingers carefully around my wrist tugging me to his bed , urging me to sit. I did so, not realising till now that my legs had been shaking. Too tense , as if bracing myself. Ezra came to sit next to me, his expression soft but his eyes still harboured hurt. I had hurt them. But if I had to die to make it up to them I would, gladly so. His warmth made me also lean back into him but I stayed still. I didn’t deserve that.

No words were spoken as Finn carefully pulled a wooden box down from his shelf. He knelt before us placing the box on my lap. Instinctively I ran my hands over the loving vines that had been carved into the wood. This was something special. Something special to him and something he felt I needed to see. As my finger tips trailed over the latch I glanced at him for permission, as he nodded I gently opened the box. Once opened it was clear that it was a chest of keepsakes, Letters ,sketches and other trinkets lay there with care. One charcoal drawing stood out to me and I carefully picked it up to study it. It was of a young boy, smiling, happy and I could feel Finn’s aura change. I glanced at him giving a faint sime, one that could have been considered sheepish.

“ He’s Beautiful “

Finn took the parchment carefully and smiled “ Gabriel, the first thing Levi stole from me “

“ I keep these things because sometimes I need a reminder of why I want to be good. It’s easier when your a creature like me to push down the basic urges and instincts that are ingrained in us. To hunt, to kill without question or hesitation. To take the nefarious route when it comes to dealing with those who have wronged you “

He paused, looking into my eyes, he knew how I felt about the vial. About Harry’s Promise. Maybe not the details but he knew my feelings. The way my instincts conflicted with my heart and how no answer was clear to me anymore.

“ To have the power we have and the solution to all our problems laid out before us like a neatly wrapped present. All it would take is one pull of the string and all would be set right, wouldn’t it ? “

It was then his words clicked with me, I looked at his amber eyes finally realizing what he was saying to me. Taken the vial would have been the easy thing to do. I would have had the power to fix things but that wouldn’t be the humane thing to do. It wouldn’t have been the right thing to do. It wasn’t about logic or the mind. It wasn’t complicating or complex. My heart knew the answer all along, but I was too busy trying to understand, trying to make sense of it all. That I never listened. That’s why I felt so sick down there, Why when I told Harry that Ara had been made perfect, I felt like acid was in my throat. I felt guilty because I almost made the wrong choice.

“ When I was down there ... with him. I felt sick to my core. Seeing what he has done and how .. how he tried to justify it. He has lost his mind. He wishes for me to become one of those things as if by us making new monsters that shouldn’t exist makes things better... saves us even “

Finn stayed silent for a moment, carefully placing the drawing back in the box and closing it. Letting his hands rest on the top for a moment

“ I know it may not feel like you did the right thing, while your mind tries to find a new solution “

I felt a hand on my shoulder, warm and comforting, I glanced towards Ezra as he spoke

“ You did “

Finn spoke, his words felt colder, firmer but they made me sigh in relief

“ Those with blood on their hands always get what they deserve “

“ Do they truly ? “

Finn nodded gently and Ezra moved his hand down to mine, I held his hand firmly, the warmth on my cold skin made me feel more comfort than anything, with him and Finn here, I wouldn’t fall victim, I’d be strong enough. They won’t let me fall. Finn returned the box to the shelf before returning to us, kneeling down in front of me he unlaced my boots, slipping them off. I smiled tiredly at him, normally I would tell him not to bother, that I’d do it normally just kicking them off messily but Ezra’s voice caught me off guard

“ Will you stay with us ? “

The invitation made my worries disappear, I had come so close to losing both of them. But I glanced down at my clothing, hardly suitable for sleeping in, especially while sharing the bed with two others.

“ Sadly. I’ve nothing with me to wear “

I realized too late that my wording was poorly chosen, the look Finn gave me was enough to paint my pale cheeks pink.

“ I’m sure I can find something you can borrow “

Now it was his turn, He left himself wide open, much like his shirts...

“ Something that buttons all the way up ? “

I pointed cheekily to his chest , watching his expression change, feigning offence.

“ She got you there Finn “

I glanced back at Ezra seeing his warm smile, and I smiled brightly. We were good, all of us.

“ You’ve come to the wrong place if decency  is what your after fair hunter “

He laughed and I couldn’t help but pout slightly

“ And here I thought you were such a gentleman “

We all laughed, soft but true. He crawled over on the bed joining me and Ezra, pulling back the sheets so we could climb under them. Ezra began to help me unbuckle the belts around my armor, thankfully my outfit was mostly fabric, only a leather chest piece and some guards on my thighs but they where made part of the fabric so it was relatively easy to slip out of

“ I’d really wish you would wear some thicker armor “

Finn murmured as he picked up my shirt, feeling the fabric, how light it was, the chest piece was the only sort of protection and even then, that wouldn’t hold up against much

“ Easier to move it that, I rely on speed , accuracy. Besides I’ve seen many a hunter in heavy armor and they aren’t around anymore. Often armor can work against you and if thrown hard enough , the shock will still kill you. Best tactic I’ve come across is don’t get hit “

He chuckled at that and removed his shirt, passing it to Ezra who helped me slip it on over my head. It didn’t exactly cover up my chest but it did it well enough, Besides, it was surprisingly comfortable and Finn’s scent was enough to make me feel safe and comfortable. Ezra slid his arm around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder, his curls tickling my neck.

Finn Smirked as he eyed me up and down “ It suits you better “

I hummed softly at his words before looking over him

“ And you look better without “

Ezra and Finn both laughed but I could tell Ezra was agreeing with me. The vampire lay back, resting his head on the pillow as he watched us. As Ezra’s arms tightened around me, the bruises I had tried to desperately to hide ached inside and out. While my thoughts felt clearer, A part of me still worried... was this my choice to make. I was only a hunter. I should be following Harry’s orders, he has more experience, more knowledge, what if he was right and prices must be paid for safety. What if I was just too naive to see that. I felt the tension rise, my shoulders ached once more.

“ Hey , are you ok ? “

Finns voice pulled me from my drowning thoughts, I glanced at him taking in his pale skin against the dark sheets, His amber eyes glistening in the low candle light. I felt grateful all over again for being able to still see up close. The thought of not seeing him and Ezra like this was enough to drive me mad. I felt Ezra’s warmth against me, grounding me and I let the tension slide from my shoulders, they were enough to silence my inner demons.

Without Hesitation , I tugged Ezra gently , he knew exactly what I wanted to do and we both curled around around Finn, Our heads lying on his chest as out bodies curled around him. I could feel the cold metal of his arm against my skin, but it no longer bothered me, instead it was seen as a comfort, a reminder of that fact I was here with him. Finn Pressed his lips against our foreheads but I needed more, I looked up at him, a silent invitation he paused, a look which only could be described as hungry passed between us before our lips met. I was lost in them as Ezra ran his fingers through my hair. This is where I belonged, here with them. If any choice leads away from them it is the wrong one. That’s all I need to remember.

As the candles died , and darkness surrounded us, I let myself forget about the worries and stresses and just focus on the feeling of their bodies against mine.

[janus-and-callum]

Inspiration from this list

♙ : Sharing a bed

Janus eagerly fell into a bed far more comfortable and spacious than hers at the Wolf. Her sigh was quickly followed by a pleased hum as a pair of warm arms wrapped around her back, another far cooler pair of arms wrapping around her hips. Janus smiled as Ezra tucked himself under her chin, Finn’s nose burying in her hair in turn.

“Did you both miss me that much?” Janus teased, pressing a kiss to the top of Ezra’s head, one of her hands going to lace through one of Finn’s. She managed to snake her free arm around Ezra’s back, the Witch shifting to accommodate easily.

“You’re late tonight,” Finn said, thumb brushing over her hand lightly. “Everything go okay?”

“Report took longer than I thought it would,” Janus groaned, rolling her eyes slightly. “I’m just glad I got it done and turned in so I could come here.”

“You’re here now,” Ezra said, his voice muffled against her neck. “That’s what matters.”

Janus hummed her affirmation, hand lightly tracing over Ezra’s back. She squeezed Finn’s hand, and she heard him laugh quietly before he pressed closer, cool chest pressing into her back. She could feel it through her shirt, and the small shiver that went down her spine was not an unwelcome one.

Janus closed her eyes, a small smile stuck on her face. She was content to doze in the arms of her loves, and for a few minutes it seemed like Ezra was too. But when he shifted his head, lifting it enough to press a kiss to the column of her throat, she thought twice. Ezra’s kisses were slow and warm, trailing down her throat to cover her exposed collarbone. Janus’ soft groan edged into a loud hitch of breath as Finn’s lips sealed over her neck, almost immediately sucking a mark there. The groan came back to her throat as fangs lightly scrapped against her skin, a shit-eating grin soon replacing it.

“Tell us, dear Hunter,” Finn whispered in her ear, his tone already making a small wave of warmth flow through her. “Are you too tired to share the night with us?”

With all that from Finn, and the warm kisses Ezra was still trailing across her chest, it was hard for Janus to think. It was only when Ezra’s tongue swiped against her shoulder, sucking his own mark there that she was able to get her own tongue working.

“I’m never tired when the both of you are here.”

[babyblue-moon]

Ezra: Elliot, you were stabbed, why didn't you tell us anything?

Elliot: I didn't think it was important

Finn: Because you've had worse?

Elliot: No?

Elliot: I just didn't think I was worth enough to make Ezra waste energy so he could heal me. He's had a busy day and was tired

Ezra: Elliot...you need to take care of yourself too.

Elliot: wh

Elliot: wha

[thebakerstboyskeeper]

Day 5 - "I'm Not Saying I Told You So..." (Vyx x Finn x Ezra)

Vyx underestimates her injuries and worries her lovers in the process. Direct follow up to Day 4.

When the Night Comes (Lunaris Games), OFC x Finnzra

TW: Description of injuries, rusty writing (Also, please forgive my lateness. I added a new furbaby over the weekend and he has stolen my attention.)

“Stop grumbling at me.”

The bell chimes as Finn pushes through the front door of the shop. She turns her face away from him, scowling and growling a wordless complaint. A small meow greets them just before the purple curtain twitches. Ezra appears through the opening behind Coco, sleepy smile on his face.

It falls as soon as he sees them, eyes brightening and fingers glowing green as he steps forward.

“I’m fine,” Vyx insists. “Someone is overreacting. And can put me down now that we’ve made it home.”

Ezra stops, knowing that tone. A smile dances on his lips as he waits for his lovers’ stubbornness to play out. Finn’s grip tightens momentarily. But he relents and lets Vyx slide to her feet.

Standing in front of him and giving him the full view, Ezra barely holds back his gasp. Her uniform is shredded in places, blood - some of which he can see is not hers, but still far too much - splattered over the leather and metal. There are patches of skin with what can only be claw marks torn through it. A bruise is forming across her cheek, nose and lips bloodied. Her tunic is stretched around her neck, allowing him to see the perfect imprint of animal teeth on her collarbone and shoulder. And if the way she's holding her weight is any indication, she's broken some bones.

His eyes meet Finn’s over her head. The answering frown lets Ezra know he's not the only one thinking back to the night with the chimera when they almost lost her.

“You look awful,” he says. “Let me help you to the back.”

“It's not that bad. I can make it--”

Famous last words, as it turns out. She makes it a few steps before the paleness in her features flares and she collapses. Finn shoots forward, catching her and avoiding further injuries from hitting the ground.

“Stubborn minx.”

“Bring her back here. Quickly.”

Once she's laid out on the couch, he and Finn fall into the routine. Ezra’s fingers trace broken skin and bruised ribs. Finn is there with water and rags and the requested herbs as the witch works his magic, mending their all too hard headed Hunter.

~~

Vyx huffs, something tickling her nose. She tries to swat it away, but her hand doesn't respond to her attempt to move.

A soft laugh draws her further into wakefulness.

“Let her be, Coco. Come lay over here.”

Her eyes open to the soft light of the bedroom. Ezra leans over her, fingers glowing when he presses them to her temples.

“Welcome back. You scared me.”

She winces, sitting up with his gentle hands supporting her. “As bad as . . . before?”

“No. But that doesn’t mean seeing even a scratch on you doesn’t scare me.”

She tilts into him. He accepts her weight, arms wrapping around her. Her cheek pressed against his shoulder and his familiar earthy scent everywhere is one of her favorite things. It’s home. She can let herself be wounded and vulnerable and . . .

“Did I pass out?”

“You did,” he laughs.

“Well, that’s fucking embarrassing,” she mutters.

Another small, but no less welcome, laugh comes from the doorway. Finn is pulling off his shirt on his way to the bed.

“I won’t say I told you so, but I did thoroughly warn you.”

“Finnegan,” Ezra scolds, stifling his chuckles when Finn pulls them both into his chest.

Vyx huffs, shifting against them. “Ow.”

Her complaint earns her two kisses, one hot, one cold. They bundle her between them, blankets piled atop the three of them.

“I know you’re a strong, scary Hunter, but you can still get hurt. And I don’t plan on losing you anytime soon.”

She takes both of their hands into one of hers, their rings clinking together. The magic woven into hers sparks, Finn’s arm answering and Ezra sighing.

“I don’t plan on going anywhere anytime soon. I love you both.”

[saintprivateer]

Another Haiden-indulgent sketch dump!

(Doods from answered asks on my insta!)

I’m learning to post art for the sake of setting it in stone rather than worrying if it’s perfect. Jus wanna make art and do crime and I’m all out of crime to do 🤘😔

[lunaris-laments]

wtnc masterlist

finnegan kazimir

soulmate au

ezra lyon

prompt - lightly kissing a bruise

finnzra (x reader)

prompt - winter holiday

alkar cassian

short fic (no specific themes)

[ot-hoe-me]

OC x Canon or OC x OC OTP Tropes Game

Bolded applies to all parties. Italics apply to only some parties.

Estelle Circinus x Asra Alnazar (The Arcana)

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves / friends disapprove / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged marriage / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / opposing personalities / opposing goals / getting a pet (or five) / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / dancing / laying in the grass / watching stars together / watching the other sleep / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / battle couple / hugs / forehead touches / neck kisses / car/motobike rides / compliments / nicknames/petnames / falling asleep together / late night talks / gifts / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / lovers to enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Mel Blackthorn x Ezra Lyon x Finnegan Kazimir (When The Night Comes)

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves / friends disapprove / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged marriage / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / opposing personalities / opposing goals / getting a pet (or five) / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / dancing / laying in the grass / watching stars together / watching the other sleep / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / battle couple / hugs / forehead touches / neck kisses / car/motobike rides / compliments / nicknames/petnames / falling asleep together / late night talks / gifts / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / lovers to enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Claire Summerald x Nathaniel Sewell (The Wayhaven Chronicles)

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves / friends disapprove / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged marriage / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / opposing personalities / opposing goals / getting a pet (or five) / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / dancing / laying in the grass / watching stars together / watching the other sleep / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / battle couple / hugs / forehead touches / neck kisses / car/motobike rides / compliments / nicknames/petnames / falling asleep together / late night talks / gifts / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / lovers to enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Valencia Talward x Trouble Alder (Shepherds of Haven)

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves / friends disapprove / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged marriage / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / opposing personalities / opposing goals / getting a pet (or five) / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / dancing / laying in the grass / watching stars together / watching the other sleep / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / battle couple / hugs / forehead touches / neck kisses / car/motobike rides / compliments / nicknames/petnames / falling asleep together / late night talks / gifts / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / lovers to enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

Daphne Nerine x Malleus Draconia (Twisted Wonderland)

height difference / mutual pining / first kiss / wedding / in-jokes / lgbtq+ / family disapproves / friends disapprove / would die for each other / would kill for each other / fake relationship / arranged marriage / cuddlers / pda friendly / and they were roommates / holding hands / secret relationship / opposing worldviews / opposing personalities / opposing goals / getting a pet (or five) / have kids (eventually) / want kids / grow old together / relationship failures / rests head on shoulder / share a bed / relationship doubts / they have a song / first date / sharing a blanket / mutual interests / study buddies / bathing together / crash into hello / accidental nudity / laundry / same hobbies / cooking for each other / big fancy gala / sibling rivalry / hair stroking / dancing / laying in the grass / watching stars together / watching the other sleep / sitting on each other’s laps / sexual tension / can’t be together / battle couple / hugs / forehead touches / neck kisses / car/motobike rides / compliments / nicknames/petnames / falling asleep together / late night talks / gifts / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / lovers to enemies / keeping secrets / love after loss / exes / declaration of love / flirting / love triangle / destructive romance / envy / “I Don’t Want to Ruin Our Friendship” / shared values / slow burn / does not end well / happily ever after / love letters

[lvllns]

end of year faves for 2020

rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 8 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome work!

i got tagged by the lovely and wonderful @ejunkiet so uhhh here we go i guess lmao.

1. salt — dragon age. solas x abigail lavellan. 16k+ words. vague mythology au? kind of? this was the first thing i posted this year and looking at it now? it desperately needs to be edited but i’m still in love with it. some of my favorite sentences are in this work. it holds a very dear place in my heart.

2. took the breath from my open mouth — the wayhaven chronicles. mason X sparrow kingston. 1.3k+ words. the very first writing for sparrow and mason uwu. disgustingly soft. another work i hold dear.

3. like petrol soaked paper and fireworks — the wayhaven chronicles. mason x sparrow kingston. 3.3k+ words. smut! just straight up soft smut following mason making the decision to stay the night. this.......might be my favorite mason and sparrow fic i’ve written honestly.

4. kiss prompt to the underside of the jaw — the wayhaven chronicles. mason x sparrow kingston. listen i can explain. the explanation is that i love them? and they’re perfect? also really fond of the way i wrote mason here.

5. bite down — when the night comes. finn kazimir x ezra lyon x laire brighton. 4.8k+ words. i write a lot of porn but listen. i love these idiots. also very happy with the way i wrote both finn and ezra here. i love all 3 of them together so much it’s ridiculous.

6. kiss prompt in relief — dragon age. fenris x penelope hawke. i love them so fucking much honestly. this is, so far, the only thing i’ve written for them that fits in their canon but holy shit do i love it. honestly? perhaps my favorite thing i wrote this year.

7. for the sake of touch — the wayhaven chronicles. felix hauville x cricket langford. 1.7k+ words. i! love! these! two! i need to write more for them but this soft fic is.......so good.

8. and in the dark, i can hear your heartbeat — the wayhaven chronicles. nate sewell x f!detective. 5.6k+ words. okay so it wouldn’t be an accurate list if i didn’t include what is my most popular fic lmao. hilariously, this was the first time i had written nate and i was so concerned about nailing his characterization. literally the way everyone embraced this fic is.......still fucking mind blowing to me. this work also has some of my absolute favorite sentences i’ve ever written. like i’m not gonna lie, i popped off with this and it’s fucking good. i’m proud of it. really proud.

i thiiiiiink everyone has been tagged at this point, but! if you want to do this and haven’t, then i’m tagging you!!!