i LOVEEEEE the way you write leo <33333 he’s so sweet and perfect and hot and perfect and amazing and perfect
THANK YOU <333333 he literally is the perfect man.
Leo Valdez is the type of boyfriend to take a fuckton of pictures of you, half of which are on polaroids or film cameras bc he likes sticking pictures of you in his phone case. you look so gorgeous, so organically etherial and happy in every shot he gets of you that people think they're like,, those bonus polaroids you get sometimes with albums. they think he got them from pinterest for the aesthetic. he informs those people that "nah that's actually my s/o aren't they so fuckin gorgeous lol" and people don't believe him. all his stem bro friends have no fucking idea how he bagged you, and he's used to guys thinking he made you up until they meet you. they get fucking whiplash when you're like "no no HE'S the catch in this relationship. I would commit war crimes to keep that man happy I love him to death and back. that's not a euphemism." you both just love and cherish each other so much. he talks to his mom about you all the time. anytime anyone who knows him wants to talk to him all they have to do is ask about you or whatever project he's working on and he lights up like a fucking christmas tree. his mom loves you. all her worries that Leo would fall for someone who wouldn't treat him right (which in all fairness he does have a bit of a track record for) fly out the window with you. Esperanza trusts you with her son which is literally the highest honor you could ever recieve. it's not something you take lightly and it's absolutely something you cherish and take care of every day.
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I - Isa
>song. indeed
my current anima character, she is a warrior mentalist, which means she's both a physical combatant as well as a psychic. her powers are mostly telekinesis (sending enemies to the moon godbless), minor telepathy, and self and object teleportation. she also has something called eternal blood, which means she, well, has no critical points. stabbing her in the heart is the same to her as stabbing her hand, and she doesn't fall unconscious when at negative health, which is both good and bad. perhaps it's related to the way most people don't tend to remember her after she leaves their sight? a mystery for sure! she loves cheese and stories and bright clothes. she's also got the, i believe, highest count of cold blooded murder in the campaign so far :')
when she was a kid, the world ended, you see. a mysterious flying city started obliterating countries, and dragons roamed the world again. one of them destroyed her home, and the only reason she survived long enough to be magically healed is because of her gift, and even so it left her without the capacity to speak. the one who saved her took her with him for a while, but eventually left her with some willing family, leaving to continue his strange mission. it's been years since then, and while she never saw him again, she's not forgotten. she knows he had something to do with the end of the world. now she roams looking for clues to learn about, well, anything and everything. so far, so good.
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AND AND AND a vampire letting himself get bitten is I know you do not feed like me, but I would be that for you if you needed it. I know how it feels to be on the other side and I’m giving it to you oughhh AND THE MUZZLE???! Who is it protecting, really? Tim from getting ravaged or Jason’s conscience? Is it ensuring that he doesn’t hurt anyone or that he doesn’t touch anyone but Tim? Getting to the point where Jason is so deep he can’t pretend he doesn’t want to. That’s when the muzzle can come off -🐺🦇
"I know you do not feed like me, but I would be that for you if you needed it. I know how it feels to be on the other side and I’m giving it to you" - *softly sobbing into my pillow over this T_T OTL
"Is it ensuring that he doesn’t hurt anyone or that he doesn’t touch anyone but Tim?" - AND I'M UTTERLY RABID ABOUT *THIS* to the point that uh. I put off responding to you because I had to write this:
“I still don’t think we need it,” Tim complains, turning the key in the lock. It clicks shut with a small snik.
Jason doesn’t budge an inch.
“Sorry, princess,” he says, his breath puffing warm past the cool metal bars against Tim’s neck. “Them’s the breaks. We agreed: if you don't bite, then neither do I.”
Tim feels his face heat. He huffs, settling back on Jason’s thighs and leaning back into the arm Jason has around his waist. He presses the key into Jason’s chest for him to take.
The muzzle is big on him, a loose cage of steel and leather; reinforced in certain places with silver. When the transformation takes him, he’ll grow to fit it— which, by the way, was not an easy measurement to get.
“That’s not strictly true,” he says, thinking about how he’d been forced to wrestle Jason down to the ground to wrap the measuring tape around his big furry head. He’d needed to use teeth to do it.
They’d both been bloody and sweaty by the end of it, and Tim was finding fur in places he didn’t want to dwell on for the next month. But at least it meant the wolf was in a playful mood for the rest of the night, and not a murderous one. Some nights it took longer than others to make that transition.
Jason raises an eyebrow. He puts a heavy palm over the key, trapping Tim’s hand against his heart.
“Oh? Please, enlighten me.”
Tim scowls, and he knows he must be practically scarlet from the lazy smirk sharpening Jason’s mouth, the smug glint in his eye. He loves to see Tim turn red.
“Quit it,” Tim scolds. “You know what always ends up happening. We go out, and then you get fussy, and what else am I supposed to do? You always goad me into biting you.”
It’s true, too. Tim thought Jason was bad enough outside the full moon, but that’s nothing compared to the unleashed desires of the wolf. Jason continues to look smug, and Tim narrows his eyes.
“Every. Single. Time,” Tim can’t help but tease, sinking the fingers of his other hand into the scruff at Jason’s nape and watching his eyelids flutter. “You can’t help yourself. You need it.”
Jason growls low in his throat, hand flexing over Tim’s. The moon hasn’t risen yet, but Tim swears his teeth have gone sharp.
“Shall we reevaluate, then?” Jason asks, voice low. He knows exactly what he’s doing. “How about this. The muzzle stays on—”
Jason pushes Tim’s hand to his own chest, then slides his hand with slow intent to flutter at Tim’s hips, digging into the meat of his thigh and pulling him flush to Jason’s core. Tim watches his lips move, hypnotized, “—until you take it off.”
Tim wraps his fist around the metal, feeling the weight of it in his palm and all it implies— and meets Jason’s dark gaze with his own.
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I’m dying lmfao — just imagining Amity being shown the extent of the comfort between Hunter and Luz and having aneurysms everytime. I feel like she’d lowkey be super intrigued and come to just accept whatever weird shit they have going on no matter what. Because of Luz and Amity being so neurotic about each other, Hunter actually acting as the model of what to do is hilarious
just got the strongest mental image in the World of amity asking luz and hunter if they ever go on dates out of uniform bc shes been DYING to know more about wtf the parameters are of their whole Thing & luz is like oh we arent dating!! and amity is like WHAT DO YOU MEAAAN YOU ARENT DATING YOU SLEEP HALF-DRESSED IN THE SAME BEDDDD & hunter, who is fully fucking with her, is like oh yeah that's just a normal captain thing. every royal's captain of the guard in any kingdom has a relationship like this. really weird to question our 100% true real not clickbait cultural norms, blight,
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There’s something sooooo fhgsjdhcb about Jason’s blood sustaining Tim. The most intimate (he’s literally in his veins) instinctive (he’s providing, sharing, giving himself) trusting (trust to give, trust to take) way to take care of Tim. Hot!
Skdkfjsks YOU GET IT, YOU GET ME OTL
godddd that's exactly it. I'm clasping you by the shoulders anon, YOU GET IT. It's about providing, it's about being so deep in you that I am literally what makes your heart beat. It's about absolute trust and devotion - feed on me and only me, I can take it (I have supernatural regeneration powers baby, this is a win-win)
And low-key? The act of providing for you is what saves me. When I am reduced to nothing but my pain and animal rage, your teeth in my neck reminds me that not all pain is bad. My blood in your veins tethers me to who I am. I am more than this
(this is the theme that sustained me through writing the rest of this fic:
my claws tear your skin, but it’s my blood that splashes on the ground. i cut you but it’s me who bleeds
It's the concept of two as one; let me crawl inside of you and make a home in your bones OwO)
It makes Jason bark bark woof woof awooga crazy and it also makes ME bark bark woof woof awooga crazy amdfnsmsnsksj
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