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[dethmail]

Dear Charles,

I, too, would like to see William in something skimpy.

Dear William,

Is it possible to have a picture or two of you wearing something... revealing? I promise I won't show anyone else 💜

Hello,

This is another inquiry regarding the way William Murderface dresses. I suppose the "skimpiest" William has been dressed was in 'Dethfashion'. Since you're the second person who has made an inquiry like this perhaps I should make it happen if this is what the fans want... I will have a talk with him.

-Charles Foster Offdensen

WHAT ISCH IT WITH PEOPLE WANTCHING ME TO WEAR SCHOMTHING LIKE THAT? WHY WOULD YOU WANT THAT? ARE YOU OK? I DON'T LOOK GOOD IN ANYTHING REVEALING... I'M FAT.

-Murderface

[karnacasraven]

The kiss prompts, what if it starts off as #9, but moves quickly to #10? :3

Corvo takes him out on a small boat, not unlike Billie’s skiff, so he can say goodbye to the whales.

At the request, Corvo had offered his finest ship, had offered to bring aboard fine foods and wines like nothing Levi had ever tasted. He had offered sweet deserts; he’d offered fireworks. Levi had smiled, and only requested some small, intimate thing, just the two of them, and no fireworks.

Corvo had seemed pleased.

They’d left in the dead of night, sneaking past guards for the simple thrill of it, keeping to the shadows on the streets, and Corvo had pushed the skiff away from the dock with a pole until they were far out enough that no one would hear the engine start.

“There may not be any whales so close to Dunwall’s shore,” Corvo warns as he lights a lantern, voice still low as if he wants to take great care not to break the silence too much. 

“They’ll come,” Levi promises.

Corvo looks at him, then nods. “And you’re sure they won’t sink us in this tiny boat?”

Levi laughs. “Have faith in me, my dear Corvo. I would never endanger you.” The lantern light casts a soft orange glow over Corvo’s dark features, the moonlight pale over the cut of his shoulders. This is supposed to be a serious occasion, perhaps even sad, but Levi can’t help feeling that it’s a freeing thing, and he can’t help thinking Corvo looks exquisite in that light, against a backdrop of Gristol’s night sky and floating buoys.

“It’s a beautiful night,” Corvo says, and Levi thinks he can’t possibly know how beautiful. He leans over the side of the boat, trailing his fingers over the calm water. There are no clouds, and the stars blend with distant street lights somewhere along the horizon. Levi can feel Corvo’s eyes on him, and he can hear whale song getting closer.

Corvo looks out in wonder. Water spouts from approaching leviathans, and Levi feels a warmth in his chest.

“Levi?” Corvo asks with mild alarm. Levi’s standing now, weight rocking the boat. He kicks off his shoes and yanks off his jacket, tossing it to the floor of the skiff before he jumps off the edge into the water. Corvo calls his name a little more urgently, and Levi can see his broad shape leaning over the side of the boat. Whale song is loud in his ears.

He surfaces, and Corvo startles. “Join me,” he pleads, and Corvo eyes flit over his face once before he leans back to pull off his boots. Levi’s heart flutters with a nervous kind of delight as Corvo takes off his jacket and discards that royal blue vest, and Corvo slides into the water with grace Levi didn’t bother to try for.

He’s beautiful, soaking wet and bathed in moonlight.

“You’re crazy,” Corvo says, and glances out towards those approaching whales.

Levi laughs, high pitched and excited. “You knew that,” he replies.

“I did,” Corvo admits, and says nothing about how eagerly he’d followed Levi overboard.

The cold bites into Levi’s flesh, and he’s really still too skinny to be swimming at night when winter isn’t so far off. It’s not enough to usher him out of the water. Instead, he takes a deep breath and dives down, tugs Corvo down with him and points to a pod of toothy beasts speeding towards them. Corvo jerks, his noise of surprise muffled underwater, and surfaces again, coughing. Levi follows him up and laughs.

“That’s not funny,” Corvo objects, but he’s grinning.

“They won’t bite you,” Levi reassures with a snort.

“Let’s hope not,” Corvo says, and the whales are circling the boat.

Levi reaches out to touch one. It rumbles underneath his hand, pleased and mournful, happy to see him and missing him all at once. Corvo hesitates; Levi reaches out to take his hand and guides him towards another beast. The whale song is soft and low at first, and then it is deafening, and the city starts to stir.

Levi says his goodbyes in a language too old for Corvo to understand. Corvo’s looking at him instead of the whales. Whalers that live close to the shore are shouting in the distance, the lights of their houses flicking on in the dark. Gristol hasn’t seen a pod so close to shore in years. “Go,” Levi says, and the whales flee with such force that the water crashes over Levi and Corvo’s heads.

Corvo climbs back into the skiff and shakes out his hair, then reaches over to offer Levi a hand. Levi climbs up and falls halfway into Corvo’s lap. The night air forces a shudder through him.

“Are you alright?” Corvo asks, wrapping his own jacket around Levi’s shoulders.

Levi draws the jacket tight around his shoulders. It smells faintly of gunpowder and steel, of sea air and Corvo, and he looks at Corvo’s mouth for too long and tries not to kiss him, really, he does.

But Corvo leans into him when he does, and the first kiss is a chaste little thing, curious and hesitant. He draws back to see Corvo’s reaction, wishing he could still see into Corvo’s heart. That heart beats underneath Levi’s fingertips, where his hand is pressed to Corvo’s chest, against his soaked shirt.

Corvo looks breathless and awed, intrigued and interested and hungry. Levi kisses him again and Corvo melts into it, bites lightly at Levi’s lip and lets Levi press his tongue into his mouth. Corvo runs fingers through Levi’s short hair and Levi slides his hands under Corvo’s shirt, muses that blue looks gorgeous on him and would look better on the skiff floor. He wants to tell Corvo how much he always favored him, wants to tell him how beautiful he is through human eyes, when the Void doesn’t mute him to fondness and something not unlike love.

“Levi,” Corvo breathes in between kisses, and Levi has never loved having a name more.

[thestuckylibrary]

I was wondering if you could help me. There's a fix I dead not too long ago, where Steve left his village to die so they would have enough food for the winter. Steve does and becomes death. He then meets Bucky after he is captured and Steve vows to be there for Bucky, killing every hydra agent that was involved with Bucky's torture. I do remember that Steve is the one to guid Bucky's men to their door. I thought I had it booked marked, but I can't find it :(

Pretty sure this is Bleached Bones and Fallen Snow by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen)

[themightyhet]

Happy Birthday! I hope your special day is a great one! :D

thank you so much :)

[putris-et-mulier]

I was wondering g (and this is a silly question) is it ever shown that Deadpool wears anything under his suit? I know he does in the video game, since I saw his boxers (though I was hoping to see a booty) :3

He’s always wearing boxers, usually Spiderman or Captain America ones

[dethmail]

I just want to put my face in your belly and just tell you how much you're adored, William. Just lots of hugs.

YOU SCHURE YOU'RE NOT MESSIN' WITH ME? I DUNNO SCHEEMS SUSPISCHIOUS. I'M THE LEAST DESIREABLE MEMBER OF DETHKLOK... DO YOU NEED TO GET YOUR EYES CHECKED???

....Seriously though that's real nice if you mean it...

-Murderface

[dethmail]

I want to get in line as well to smooch William! And just cuddle him! 💜

Can't believe I've gotten so many lettersch. Thanksch for wanting to smooch and cuddle me. Guessch I really can get attention and I didn't even have to get that schtupid plastic surgery (that really didn't even fucking work). You have good taste. I should keep a tally and let Skwisgaar know that I have people lining up to kissch and cuddle me now.

-Murderface

[dethmail]

I know I mean it, William. Despite how you see yourself, I still want to hug and cuddle. Just know that you have a life long fan right here, cheering you on. And if you ever made a pin-up calendar, you know I'll be buying 🤗

JEEZ... YOU'RE SCHO PERSISCHTENT... UHH Thanksch though... I apprecschiate the support.

Planet pissch calendar real

-Murderface

[a-driftamongopenstars]

I don't know how to make those symbols/ things from your post, but I want to say the peace sign. You inspire me to write again :D

☮: You inspire me

I’m so glad I do!

Send me a symbol what you think about me :)

[a-driftamongopenstars]

Just wondering how are the whales connected to the void?

Thanks for the ask :)

Boi, I wish I knew! Such a weird mystery (or I haven’t researched enough). From what I have gathered they are like magical Void-y creatures existing in both realms at the same time? I find this such a cool concept, but I wonder what they are. My friends and I have discussed it some time ago and I think one of the theories was that they are really ancient creatures, nearly gods? Tying in with the Outsider being called the great leviathan. Though despite the many namings of such, I’ve never exactly attached the Outsider to the whales as existing interconnectedly. More like… the Void itself connected them in a meaning of what the Void itself represents and exists as.

So mysterious, but clearly the whales possess some magical abilities/properties, what with the bonecharms and them being able to move in the Ocean and the Void. And the whale oil, an odd substance!

Send me any writing or Dishonored ask :)

[thestuckylibrary]

Can you rec any fics where Steve confesses his feelings for Bucky but gets rejected? Thank you! :)

try our Unrequited Love tag!

[thestuckylibrary]

I was wondering if yiu6 know if any fics where Steve asks Bucky but Bucky rejects him. Steve tries to get over the rejection while Bucky realizes he should have said yes. I have a need for angsty Steve :)

hope these work!

Not Another Supersoldier Fantasy

Bucky finds a popular sex toy modeled on Captain America’s own anatomy. Well, isn’t this just perfect? Because even after all this time, he still hasn’t seen Steve’s supersoldier cock. But apparently in this day and age anyone with $29.95 can get a decent replica. The unfairness of this is of galactic proportions.

P.S I Love You

Steve Rogers was too asthmatic, too small and too unfit for the military. When his university was advertising for the Mail-A-Militant penpal program, he thought he’d give it a shot. Support someone out there fighting for their country with no family. What he didn’t expect was for a man like Bucky Barnes to write back and flirt with him. He didn’t expect Bucky to be gorgeous and he didn’t expect to fall in love with the man he’d been corresponding with for a year. Now Steve faces his biggest fear and challenge yet; Bucky is coming home and worst of all… Steve gave him a picture of his best friend, Peter Quill instead of his own to stave off the rejection. What happens next is the last thing Steve ever thought could happen…

Followers, please let us know if you know of any more!