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@intothewildsea asked | he wants me. just me

The aasimar would narrow her eyes, her brow knits together tightly as her eyes flicker to that of the man who inhabits the body of the one that they adore. There is almost an audible growl that leaves her lungs, her lip almost curling at the idea of that bastard of a soul laying a hand on Niamh. Yes, she knew it was still Molly's body, but the soul that inhabited their shell now? No. This was not allowed to happen.

"You can't. I know that it's them, technically, but you can't risk that. You can't soil that activity with that." She argues, her brow furrowing as she shakes her head. "You can't go with him...it's not safe. Molly would kill me if I let you go, please, Niamh..." she takes her hand in hers, giving it a tight squeeze. "...I want Molly back just as bad...but there's no guarantee...and I don't want you to lose those memories to him."

#v: main | sv; niamh #to live forever | yasha nydoorin #yasha speaks #ugh #my heart hurts at the idea #damn youuuuuuuu arlo!

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@intothewildsea asked | face,sender turns receiver's face towards them

It wasn't rare to see the tiefling space out. Lost in thought. Trapped in memories. Empty. Empty. Their voice didn't speak, but their lips moved, the consonants barely audible. Lestera's funeral had not been too long ago. Molly was sure that's why the dissociation was happening more and more often. Their eyes close, nails dig into their forearms as they try to block out the sounds. The rabid screeches. The eyes.

The touch to their jaw is what pulls them from the waking nightmare. Their breath catches in their chest as their eyes snap open, head following the direction in which the hand was guiding them, and there, they can see the blonde beauty of the songstress looking at them with concern.

"...hello, darlin'..." their voice is soft, lips quirk up and into a soft smile before taking her hand and kissing along her knuckles, just like they knew she liked. "Sorry 'bout that. All is well now...thank ye kindly for snappin' me outta it."

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk speaks #( the seal and the swordsman | niamh x mollymauk )

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@intothewildsea asked | [  SECUDE  ]  *  my muse whispers sweet nothings to your muse.

Molly rarely pays attention in times like this. Where one of their friends is rambling on about rules and why they have to be the way they do in order to prevent all these things and blah blah blah. Yasha is on one of his sides yawning as Gustav is talking. But, he feels another form weasel up next to him. As Niamh leans closer, he expects her to whisper something important about the upcoming events or whaty they might be having for dinner that night in the middle of camp.

But immediately the tiefling's tail is wiggling like a cat chasing a glimmering light. There is a wicked grin that crosses his features that he has to cover with his cloak in order to remain without suspicion. What a little minx she was.

"You little shit...I'm not going to be the reason we get in trouble." He whispered back to her as he lets his horn bonk into her head. Gods. She was gorgeous. He would ravish her later. But, then again. She would never learn her lesson if he continued to play into her little games. Ah well.

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk speaks #( rewrite the stars | niamh x molly )

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@musescafe asked | "I don't think I've ever seen anyone love someone as much as you love her."

Molly blinked a bit at Caduceus' observation and looked to his love in the distance. But, their features soften a bit more as they curl a little more into themselves. "I do...I love her very much." They look down at their hands, though, and can see them caked in dirt like they had been so many years ago.

"But...it would be unfair for me to try and take her from what she has now." Their eyes flicker to his beautiful angel and that little selkie he had met all those years ago. They seemed so close, Molly could swear that there was something palpable between them. "It's been so long that I've been gone...and what is it they say? If you love it, let it go?" A bitter chuckle leaves his lungs as he leans back and against the tree behind them, eyes closing slightly and letting his lips flutter

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk speaks #YOU SENT A CUTE THING #I TURNED IT SAD #LMAO #DO WHAT YOU WILL #CAN BE THE UNREQUITED LOVE #OR SHE CAN KISS HIM SILLY LATER

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@intothewildsea asked | “ Please don't leave me. ”

They had watched her take the hit, watched as her blood painted the ground, and instantly their own blood was hot. In the next few moments, their blades were that of a swift fury; fire and ice danced side by side until their enemy was dead. Instantly, the circus glass blades were dropped and their legs carried them quickly to Niamh, scooping her up and shouting across the field for Jester.

Panic was audible in his voice despite the fact that they needed to stay calm for her. And her next words tore his heart from his chest. His brow furrowed, a hand softly running along her cheek, smoothing back her hair as he smiled the best he could at her.

"I wouldn't e'er dream of it, my darlin'....it's alright...Jessie is comin' and she'll get you all fixed up...now take some deep breaths for me, alright?" That's right, Tealeaf, keep it together...

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk speaks #( the seal and the swordsman | niamh x molly )

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[ CLOSE ]  our muses have sex in lotus position,  clinging to each other desperately.  (yashaaaaa)

Yasha doesn't even remember exactly how they got here. But there is really no complaining about it. She just remembers coming home, a little worse for wares. There had been some words, a bit of 'arguing' if you could call it that, but it evolved. From soft touches, hands smoothing along skin in worry. It devolved into soft kisses traveling and dusting from lips to jaws, neck to shoulders, and every inch in between. Next came the undoing of buttons and laces and the removal of garments. Hands explored and teased. There was aching for more.

And now they were nothing but a heap on the floor. Yasha held Niamh so carefully in her arms. Niamh sat so prettily in her lap, legs wrapped loosely around her waist to keep herself balanced. Yasha was leaned forwards, kissing along her decolletage, one hand between them as she thrust two digits within her lover's slick sex, her thumb swiping along her sensitive clit and beckoning her closer to her peak. It was incredible to watch Niamh melt into her touch, her sounds of pleasure an orchestra in her ears. The way she grinds down onto her hand, into her pelvis, gods, Yasha could die happily in these moments.

"You're so beautiful..." Her words were soft and delicate against the shell of her ear as Yasha kissed along her shoulder, her teeth leaving small marks here and there for her to reminisce on when she had to leave. The small stories that would keep her wanting more and keeping their love alive when they had to be apart from one another.

#v: main | sv; niamh #to live forever | yasha nydoorin #yasha speaks #the seal and the sword | niamh x yasha #<3 #not safe for selkies

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@intothewildsea asked | ❝ You’ll forget about me when you start your travels again, when we’re apart the feelings will fade. They always do, right? ❞

If words could've broke her, the ones Niamh spoke just did. The barbarian would turn to look at her beauty. There was only a singular hurt that was this equal to. Moving over to her, Yasha was gentle as she took the woman's face into her hands, her thumbs gently brushing along her cheeks and under her eyes.

"Your image is burned into my brain. Every time I leave you behind, I leave a part of my heart, my soul, Niamh." She leans down and pulls her close for a kiss, letting it linger for a good, long moment. When she pulls away, she presses their foreheads together, her arms drawing her close.

"I always think of you. What you're doing. What you've done to take care of yourself...how I cannot wait to return here to this little cottage...you are all I want, and more..."

#v: main | sv; niamh #to live forever | yasha nydoorin #yasha speaks #THE GIRLFRIENDS #TOGETHER FOREVER

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@intothewildsea asked | caught 

The tiefling sucked in a deep breath as they stood upright now, their hands trembling as they look around the mess around them. Good. All of their adversaries were down. Molly let out a ragged sigh as they began to sheathe their glass swords, hands shaking furiously as they tried to blink away the cloudiness from their eyes.

But then the brain fog hits shortly after. They shake their head once again and look up to see Niamh approaching, and rather quickly at that. One too many rights invoked. A little too much of their own blood had been spilled at the cost of taking out those who wished them harm. Wished to see her taken from their side.

A weak smile washes over their features as they begin to reach out and move to meet her in the middle, but their vision all but fades as their body slumps forwards and into the readied arms of their lover. Despite being half conscious, they are careful not to knock their horns into Niamh's head, else they were afraid of concussing her. But as soon as the stability of her figure holds him up, does he feel the remainder of their strength fade, a soft apology sounding a moment later.

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk speaks #( rewrite the stars | niamh x molly ) #<3

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@intothewildsea asked | blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

The tiefling takes a ragged breath, their blades hanging loosely in their hands as they stare blankly ahead. It was getting harder to ignore the sounds in their brain. A wince is noted as a headache sets in. Words from their friends are gibberish in their mind as they try to recompose themselves. They struggle a little longer before a hand delicately finds their cheek. There is a visible flinch from the creature as the pressure increases.

Their red orbs flicker over to their beautiful little songstress, and for a moment, they don't process what exactly is going on. One of their blades is dropped, the hand that was once holding the circus glass now grips her hand very gently, giving it a soft squeeze. "...you have got to be more careful, Niamh..." Their voice is quiet as they lean down and kiss her forehead softly. "But...thank you for cleaning up my mess..." They speak softly before releasing her wrist.

#v: main | sv; niamh #long may he reign | mollymauk tealeaf #mollymauk speaks #<3 #i think this would definitely be a durge molly thing to do #not wanting to hurt her when the slayer is so near the surface #doesn't want to hurt her of course

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@intothewildsea asked | [ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while

A bright smile washes over the woman's features as she can see her love digging in the garden, and when she, too, is spotted, there is naught but joy in the champion as she drops her belongings. Jogging up quickly, Yasha picks her wife up and into her arms, swinging her 'round in circles, wanting to hold her tight for just a few moments longer. To prevent her from getting too dizzy, Yasha sets her down and gives a bit more of a gentle smile.

She cups her cheeks so lovingly, brushes those beautiful blonde trusses from her face before leaning down and pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss. It is hungry, doubt this not, but Yasha knows a little bit of self restraint. Her lips wish to bruise, to show how much she has missed her, but she conveys her longing, wishing to remember this moment for the next trip she must take. Yasha prayed to herself that that wouldn't be for a while longer...she had just returned home...she didn't want to go anytime soon...

#v: main | sv; niamh #to live forever | yasha nydoorin #yasha speaks #( the seal and the sword | niamh x yasha ) #<3