#secretscost; 001

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@secretscost asked: “ you’re worthy of my love. “ (for Azra)

❈ — It was hard for the demon to fully believe that. With what he was and what he does to survive, how could he remotely think he was worthy of love in any capacity?

Yet, despite it all, Arlo sat in his lap freely and cupped his face in his hands. And those words were spoken so lovingly and without a single hint of deception. Large hands smoothed their way up Arlo's back and pulled him even closer into his hard frame, as golden hues pierced blue.

"I've done nothing to deserve it, or you..."

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@secretscost it won't let me trim the post. cont.

"A nice restaurant? Really? Well, you're dressed to kill, so he's the one that'll be underdressed." Arya had this terrible ability to make him nervous, only matched by Maria and Karen and took a deep breath after her question, wetting his lower lip. "Uhm, well, you had jeans and a t-shirt when we met and you were still the most gorgeous woman in the room so don't rule out the good old jeans," he said with a hint of a smile. Quickly though, he went back to topic. "You have that black skirt with the soft uhm, black thing on top. That's pretty hot for a date, but not like you're trying too hard"

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@secretscost​ asked for a starter from Sherlock Holmes! <3

❈ — “Ah, the file. Thank you.”

Sherlock took the file from his partner without looking at him and opened it up to look over the various papers inside. Pictures, receipts, forensic reports, amongst other items. Sherlock was known to be one of the leading experts on solving high end crimes due to his astounding problem solving and deduction skills, among his highly extensive knowledge on forensics. He never needed anyone’s help, always turned it down and took pride in being able to solve things on his own; in his own opinion, he worked better that way, without the distraction of others around him. But when he was told he would be getting a partner on this particularly complex case of murder, Sherlock was not happy.

“I work alone.” He’d emphasize. But that didn’t matter, for the Captain that was head of the case informed him they needed all hands on deck for this one. Sherlock, who never turned down a case in his career, wasn’t able to argue it off the table and so, begrudgingly accepted the help. 

Enter Arlo Selleck. A young man who, surprisingly, showed promise in the field and was eager to learn. Too eager, for Sherlock’s taste. But, Sherlock had no time to stew over this new partnership he’d been thrown into. The case had to be solved and that was his top priority.

Now, Sherlock was tacking a copy of a forensic report from the file to the large board alongside a picture of a body at the crime scene. Strings connected various points on the board in an almost web-like structure and the detective stood with his hands on his hips in front of it, blue orbs studying the whole thing with thick brows knitting together in deep thought. 

“There’s a missing link within all this.” Sherlock murmured, almost to himself. “We’re so close, I know it. But there’s something we’re not seeing. Something we’ve overlooked...”

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❈ — A racket of gunshots and yelling could be heard just outside the door where Selina just landed a dropkick to a man's chest, hurdling him in the air and crashing into a pile of barrels. She made a mental note of it, thinking it was Bruce even though she told him she didn't want him there. But then again, she should have known better than expect him to listen to her. He never did and certainly didn't plan on starting now apparently.

Someone came up behind Selina, putting their arms around her and she growled loudly, kicking up to get leverage enough to pull herself over their head and plant her feet into their back, stomping them into the dirty floor face first to knock them out. Her eyes were set on getting to Black Mask, never letting him out of her sights as she slowly made her way toward him in the middle of fighting every one of his men. But they did make things a tad difficult for her, she'd give them that much.

She could hear doors bursting open, probably Bruce finally entering the picture but she didn't have time to look as someone aimed a gun at her head. With a crack of her whip, the gun was out of the man's hand with leather wrapping around his neck, tightening as she flipped around to stand behind him, making sure he passed out from the lack of oxygen.

"My my, I was expecting one hero in our midst, but it looks like a friend has tagged along..." Black Mask sat up in his seat from the top of the catwalk above them, his voice dripping with sinister intrigue and it made Selina look over, shock in her eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Bat??!!" She practically shrieked in anger when her eyes were on Xander. But it was short lived when someone landed a punch to her face, causing her to fall over, but she was quick to get to her feet land a kick to his stomach to double him over, and then bounce his face off her knee to knock him out. "I'm going to scratch your damn eyes out later, Bat! There better be a good explanation for this!"

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❈ — It killed her to do it, but she knew she needed to act fast and leave that night. Once Xander was fully asleep, Selina slipped away from his grasp and readied everything. She gave the man she loved one last kiss to his cheek and whispered ‘I love you’ to him before slinking out of the home and into the night. She didn’t disturb her cats or Auggie and knew if anything happened to her, her babies would be well taken care of and therefore had no worries in that regard.

{ three days later }

Knuckles rapt at a large wooden door. Heartbeat pounded in her chest as she waited idly by, with the cool winds blowing through her dark strands and sending a chill through her, until the door creaked open and a familiar face appeared. “Hello, Alfred. I know he wasn’t expecting me but is he home? This is rather important…” 

Alfred immediately brought her inside and led her throughout the large mansion. Memories flooded back to when she frequented these same halls years prior, but those days were long gone. A chapter of her life done with. And then Alfred opened a door and announced her arrival, and there he was, turning in his chair before standing.

Selina’s breath came out shaky before speaking. “I know I’m the last person you expected to see, but I really need to talk to you about something, Bruce…”

{ two days later }

Not a sound was made as Selina quietly made way through the warehouse. The place felt fairly empty, the rooms and halls were dark without a person in sight, but she knew better. Her tracking skills led her here, and knew it was only a matter of minutes until she’d be facing the enemy…whoever they were…

The dingy, stifling feel of the place made her skin crawl and it didn’t help that the majority of it was dark, until finally seeing a glaring light in a room up ahead. Quickly, Selina silently headed for it and did her best to not make a sound with the door when entering, but as soon as she was inside, a smooth, deep voice could be heard from behind her and it caused a shiver to run down her spine. 

“It’s been a long time, Selina. I’ve been looking forward to our reunion.”

She knew that voice. Didn’t think she’d hear it ever again and yet…

Turning, eyes landed on the man not far from where she stood, and a snarl rips from her throat as she speaks his name. “Black Mask, you son of a bitch…” 

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The moment Alexander realised Selina was gone, he phoned his brother and asked him to take the next train as he needed him to stay at his place. Given their professions, neither Xander nor Selina knew people they trusted enough to be inside their home or take care of their pets, so the only one he could rely on was Theo. Poor Theo, because he’d have to gain the trust of four cats for however long Xander wasn’t going to be around. 

After a couple of hours where he got his suitcase packed, flights purchased and explained to Theo everything he had to do once he arrived to his home, he went on his way to the airport. It was going to be damn long flight and he couldn’t even try to get some sleep because his brain was going miles and miles per minute; wondering where Selina was in Gotham and if she was okay. 

It took him more than a few days to try and track her whereabouts in Gotham; the city was a mess. Everywhere he looked there was a robbery or a fight breaking out. And unfortunately, he hadn’t found her yet; it was becoming frustrating and he was desperate. As he was looking at the newspapers he saw a very familiar a name, which made sense of him being int he papers considering who the man was. 

The following day, he made his way to Wayne Manor and as soon as the door opened he walked past Alfred, obviously apologising but he was in a rush. “I know you probably don’t like me but I need your help, Bruce. I don’t know where Selina is and she’s gonna get hurt, I know it… I know she can fight and she’s damn good at it but… I can’t let her do it on her own, if somethin’ happens to her… I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.” Xander said truthfully, he was frightened. “I need your help.” 

And it almost looked as if Bruce had been expecting him because he soon turned around the screen of his computer which showed he had been tracking someone. “Took you long enough,” Bruce said, and explained to him the situation Selina seemed to be in, “gear up”.

In less than 30 minutes, Alexander put on his equipment and loaded his weapons, even when Bruce made it clear that they weren’t supposed to kill anyone and just knock ‘em unconscious but that wasn’t Xander’s way. If anyone hurt Selina, he just wasn’t going to make it a fist fight, he wanted them to suffer as they went out.

After taking note of the address, Xander made his way there on one of Bruce’s motorbikes while he took the Batmobile. After setting up in a nearby building, he sniped four masked men armed with rifles, then joined Bruce by the door. He didn’t seem happy about Xander’s work but by now there was obviously no turning back. 

Getting inside, they were met with another group of masked men, and just as the Batman started taking them out, Xander was shooting at them. If Selina was here, and she could hear them, she would know they were on their way. 

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@secretscost asked: “ i think i’m falling in love with you. “ (for Sera from Silas)

❈ — It hadn't been that long. A few months, at most. But her feelings for Silas started from the moment he helped her that night on the beach. Seraphina hadn't known what to expect, but it certainly wasn't a relationship with him. And yet here they were, with Silas lying atop her in his bed with her fingers gingerly raking through his hair. Words are confessed, and she feels her heart quicken and those pesky butterflies in her stomach. But Silas' words didn't frighten her, quite the contrary. They only made her smile warmly.

"I think I'm falling for you, too." Voice soft as cashmere, and sweet as honey. "I think I have been ever since our first night together..."

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@secretscost asked: [ WATCH ]  for muses to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise.  (for Connie from Xan 👀)

❈ — He was an absolute devil, and he knew it. A simple movie night turned into Xander getting handsy and slipping his hand down her leggings. Fingertips rubbed and circled her sensitive bud and dipped inside her warmth, but every time he would set a rhythm that made her sounds grow louder, he would pull away and leave her whimpering for more.

"Not fair..." She pouted as she lifted her hips to try and get him to play her again. "Please, baby?"

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my forever pal @secretscost liked for a starter with Salazar!

❈ — "I understand you've been recommended to see me?"

Salazar cleared his throat, feeling heat rise in his chest and up his neck as the beautiful young man came through his door and stood at his counter. He lightly pulled at the collar of his shirt as gray eyes watched the other male carefully.

"Helga contacted me and told me you'd be on your way over at some point. Oh, forgive me. I'm Salazar Blackwood. Arlo, correct?"

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❈ — Paperwork. So much paperwork. Signing this, reading over that, correcting this, starting all over again on that...it was tedious and time consuming. Aella rathered training on her training grounds with her army, but with being an Empress, certain duties had to be done before any of that.

The study doors burst open and she half expected it to be her brother Evander, probably complaining about something that happened that he deemed unfair. "I've no time to be bothered with menial things right now, brother. Talk with me later."

But it wasn't her brother, it was the head of her guard telling her of this new...guest of hers. Eyes widened in surprise and she immediately stood, following her guard out and into the gilded throne room. Once inside, she didn't even bother to sit. Instead, Aella cautiously sauntered toward the kneeling woman and eyed her. This was the threat? She looked beyond terrified to even be there in the first place. And what was with the gloves?

"No need to cry, darling. Relax yourself." The woman was filthy, bruised, and looked exhausted beyond measure. Aella ordered a guard to go fetch some water for her, then returned her gaze to the captive. "Do you have a name? Can you tell me how you've arrived here?"

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@ofmythsandfables for Aella

Escaping from the facility she was held in was difficult, not just because of how she kept looking back since the alarm had been activated and security was looking for her but because she hadn't been eating in God knows how long, her limbs were incredibly weak. The adrenaline was the only thing keeping her going, knowing she had to get as far away as she possibly could.

As she ran, she didn't notice with what but tripped and fell face first on the ground. Carefully sitting up, she looked up as she heard voices and her eyes widened upon noticing people around her -- but they weren't like the ones she had been running away from. She could feel herself starting to panic, her heartbeat increased and her breathing became heavier. Then they all took a step towards her and her claws instantly came out then she was out.

Opening her eyes, she could barely identify the people around her, her legs and feet dragged over a surface that wasn't dirt. They were carrying her some place and her hands weren't just cuffed but covered too with some gloves. "Please," her voice could barely be heard as tears were welling up her eyes. She had escaped one place to end up in another. Arya was terrified. "Let me go."

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the light of my life @secretscost liked for a starter with Elizabeth!

❈ — "So basically you're going to put on a show for everyone. Some dancing, flirting, teasing...and then you know the rest."

A sly smile slowly tugged at the corner of the vampire's lips. Blue orbs twinkled with mischief as the thought of the handsome young man entertaining her group of guests played in her mind. A lovely thought, if she were to voice it aloud.

"Will you be needing anything before you go out there to the masses, darling?" Elizabeth looked him over as if he were a delectable meal. He was in a separate room with her so they could discuss the events of the evening before he went out to the living room to do his thing.

"I think they're going to love you, Asher..."

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@secretscost asked: “are you gonna be good for me?” (for Steve from Arlo; it’s the soft bab’s birthday after all 😌)

❈ — His heart was already racing and nothing had been done yet. All Arlo had to do was use a certain tone with him, and Steve was at the ready. No questions asked, ever.

"Always." Steve speaks almost breathlessly as he watches Arlo, eagerly waiting for what he has in store for him.

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@secretscost asked: "Okay so, I'm not a chef nor a baker but I really tried with this one," Arlo said as he carefully set an apple pie with whipped cream on the table right in front of Steve. "Oh, and before you get to eat that whole thing, I got you somethin' else too and I'd like for you to open it first so you don't get it dirty." The detective gave his boyfriend a playful wink before going to the next room and bringing him a medium sized box where, below all the confetti and wrapped very neatly, were two copies of The Wonderful Wizard of Oz; one in hardcover and another in paperback and a new set of sketchbooks and pencils. "Happy birthday, Captain," Arlo said with a smirk before kissing his boyfriend's temple sweetly.

❈ — After a wonderful dinner involving his favorite pasta dish, Steve hadn't expected more than that. He was happy just to be with Arlo for the day. But when the pie was brought out along with the gifts, it made his heart soar in surprise.

"Oh my gosh, I've been needing a new sketchpad and pencils! Thanks, babe!" He set them aside and opened the next gift, which really pulled at his heartstrings. He looked on at it fondly, fingertips skimming the cover of the book as he began to reminisce. "Ma used to read this to me as a kid every night before bed. I think at one point she got tired of it because I didn't want any other story, just this one." He chuckled softly.

"I never did give up my original copy. It's hidden away in my trunk, but I can't read it anymore. It'll fall apart if I do. But this...this means the world to me, to have a new one for me to go through countless times again..." Gazing up at Arlo, he smiled warmly at him. "Thank you, sweetheart. But...why two copies?"

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@secretscost​ asked: ❛ wow i really can’t speak, huh? must be because of how pretty you look. ❜ (For Natasha from Miles 👀)

❈ — The redhead snorted as she poured herself something to drink at the bar Tony had built inside the compound. She was laughing at how cheesy it was, and yet somehow, it still worked.

“Cheesy pickup lines are still a thing, huh?” She took a sip and placed the glass down on the bartop, now looking over at Miles with a smirk. “Guess it works still, because I’m about to offer you a drink if you’d like one...”

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@secretscost​ asked: ❝  i’m not staring,  i’m admiring.  ❞ (for Gwynne from Miles ☺️) 

❈ — “Admiring?” Teeth sink into bottom lip to try and contain a smile, but it proves difficult as the fae gazes up at the very tall and handsome male. Gwynne is used to all walks of life staring at her, but the way Miles did. He stared in a different way, a way that made her actually feel seen.  She feels warmth blooming in her chest as her magic thrums softly in her veins.

“You’re very sweet.” She speaks softly, letting her smile free now. It’s bright and warm, just like she is. The fae reaches up and places a hand on his cheek and allows her thumb to graze gently along his bottom lip. “Do you like what you see?”

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Moving on from his wife had been difficult to say the least, with all the anger he had had on him but now that the person truly behind it was punished and that Amy was safe and living her dreams Frank had found a new sense of calm, one he hadn't felt in years.

He had a feeling it had a lot to do with Arya and wasn't one to beat around the bush when it came to women but it was different with her, which could only mean his feelings for her were deeper than he was ready to admit to himself (or her for that matter).

And now she was picking up a dress to go on a date with some scumbag she found on a dating app of all places. 'Whatever happened to going to a bar and meeting someone like that? Do you want me to run a background check on the guy? How do you know he's not a perv?' had been some of the questions he had asked her to get this silly idea of a date with someone else off her head but she wouldn't bulge. "I think you'll look like a million bucks on it, probably a little too much for a Tind.er date."

OPEN TO: m/f/nb/anyone PLOT: our muses are friends/close friends, who happen to have a crush on each other but neither act up on it until my muse is getting ready for a date.

For weeks Arya had been waiting for a sign from the other that could let her know that they felt the same way for her, that she felt for them. Certainly, she could’ve done something too but she was nervous about them not feeling the same and ruining the incredible relationship they had.  “So… what do you think of this one? Is it too much?” She asked as she held up the dress. After weeks of talking with a guy on a dating app, they had agreed to meet up, after all… it was just a date. 

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@secretscost​ asked: ❛  touch  yourself  for  me .  ❜ (for Lois from Xan 👀)

❈ — Cheeks redden at the command spoken in a low timbre that sent shivers down her spine. Lois spreads her legs for Xander, showing herself off for him to view at his leisure. The very act in itself is shocking to the system as much as it’s arousing, and her adrenaline pumps rapidly throughout her body. As feisty as this woman could be, Lois would do just about anything Xander asked of her and this was no different. She wanted to please him in any way she could because he just had that kind of effect on her.

Biting down on her lip, fingers slowly moved over her bared breasts, circling her perked nipples and causing a soft whimper to escape parted lips before traveling even further down her body. Once reaching her destination, Lois widens her legs even further and teases her clit with gentle circles. “Mmmm...” She moans softly, blue orbs closing at the needed touch as fingers then slip between her lips and collect the dew forming to rub all over her pussy. “Is this what you wanted?” Her voice is laced with pure pleasure as eyes open to gaze lustfully at Xander and a small but wicked smirk curls her lips upward. 

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@secretscost​ asked: ❛ i knew you had a heart. ❜ (from Arlo to Poseidon 🥺🥰)

❈ — “Then keep it between us.” Icy green orbs glance over at Arlo from where he sat on the deck of the boat. Reaching out, he grips Arlo’s hand and pulls him down onto his lap to nuzzle into his neck. The salty sea air surrounded them, blowing through his loosened hair and soothing him with the gentlest of touches against the bared skin of his arms and shoulders. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold, baby.”