Rapiunt Faucibus

looks at the camera like on the office

sippy sip

ive really gotten into the older horror genre, you know?

Behold my friend’s gorgeous art.

Put it in your eye balls.

twilit-treaties‌:

It’s not nice.  The fact that you have charisma isn’t nice, it’s just.  Well it’s just there.  And we’re…I dunno, friends or some shit.  And that don’t exclude you from gettin chewed out if I need to.  

“Nice.”  Gimme a break.  I’m just tryin to talk here and you turn up all smiles talkin about me bein nice.  Jesus.

Anyway.  Don’t think we said hello since I got back here.  Hi, Scoff.  What’s new with you.

Hello, Sylv. It’s good to see you again.

Things are pretty great for me! I’m Human Engaged now, did you hear? Business is good, nothing’s tried to destroy the city in months, a new record for us. Things are just swell for me, all told.

How’s life been treating you?

Okay now you’re just gloating.

What, a guy’s not allowed to enjoy it when his friends say nice things about him?

Uhuh.  Sure go ahead enjoy the–

Wait I didn’t say any nice things about you I was just statin facts.  Objective statements.  I only said you’re great as a counterpoint to your uh…..skills.

Objective statements that just happen t’be nice, huh?

Okay now you’re just gloating.

What, a guy’s not allowed to enjoy it when his friends say nice things about him?

In any case- @twilit-treaties Love, Sylvester would be obligated to come by for a visit.

I do enjoy his company. I’ll make myself presentable for a guest, then!

Aw, that’s great to hear! They are rather cute, in their own particular way.

Aren’t they just? You know, you could hold them. I would let you.

Ah - I think I’ll be okay. They’re pretty to look at! I enjoy watching feeding time.

Peccant Susan Scofflaw, are you afraid of… The many… Legs?

It’s not the legs.

I’ve seen feeding time. My hands are pretty rat shaped, if you’re mostly blinded.

That’s fair. Perhaps another time.

I’ll give you the tongs and let you feed Big Betty. I think you’ll be very entertained.

Ah, the biggest gal. Precious spiny baby girl. Hungry baby.

Let’s spoil her today.

She’s 20 years old, today. I was going to see if I could get a birthday hat on her, but maybe it’s just as well to give her an extra meal.

No, no, I’ll be able to get the hat on her. We have an understanding.

Just have the camera ready, I’ll be legging it pretty quickly.

Aw, that’s great to hear! They are rather cute, in their own particular way.

Aren’t they just? You know, you could hold them. I would let you.

Ah - I think I’ll be okay. They’re pretty to look at! I enjoy watching feeding time.

Peccant Susan Scofflaw, are you afraid of… The many… Legs?

It’s not the legs.

I’ve seen feeding time. My hands are pretty rat shaped, if you’re mostly blinded.

That’s fair. Perhaps another time.

I’ll give you the tongs and let you feed Big Betty. I think you’ll be very entertained.

Ah, the biggest gal. Precious spiny baby girl. Hungry baby.

Let’s spoil her today.

Aw, that’s great to hear! They are rather cute, in their own particular way.

Aren’t they just? You know, you could hold them. I would let you.

Ah - I think I’ll be okay. They’re pretty to look at! I enjoy watching feeding time.

Peccant Susan Scofflaw, are you afraid of… The many… Legs?

It’s not the legs.

I’ve seen feeding time. My hands are pretty rat shaped, if you’re mostly blinded.

Aw, that’s great to hear! They are rather cute, in their own particular way.

Aren’t they just? You know, you could hold them. I would let you.

Ah - I think I’ll be okay. They’re pretty to look at! I enjoy watching feeding time.

Aw, that’s great to hear! They are rather cute, in their own particular way.

I do love this man.

@nefariousbelladonna

So what is human marriage? I know it’s a promise, but, y’know.

OH MY GOD…..OH MY GOD!!!!

HONEY I AM GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS. 

Awh <>

Okay. Alright. 

A wedding is a handfasting ceremony in which in front of friends and family you promise to be with a certain person(s) forever, until death do you part, and all other sorts of delightful things. 

Oh! This is going to be so much fun!! 

<<>>

Oh, that’s rather sweet of them don’t you think?

I will trust your advice, as ever, my palest star.

<>

@nefariousbelladonna

So what is human marriage? I know it’s a promise, but, y’know.

OH MY GOD…..OH MY GOD!!!!

HONEY I AM GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS. 

Awh <>

>By the time you reach Innovator, your shirt sleeves are already rolled back. You only need one look at him to know how bad the hunger is, the half-feral panting, the desperate look in his eyes. 

>You open your wrist for him without hesitation, of course. You can deny him nothing.

>His hunger is a blazing point of discomfort and something like anger. The blood sings with every squeeze of Scofflaw’s heart bidding him forward without hesitation, taking the offered wrist into his mouth and capturing his arm more like a wolf captures a rabbit. Easy. Easy, Innovator. Scofflaw may be invincible for all intents and purposes, but he can still feel pain. >He loosens his grip and adjusts appropriately, a muttered apology following a flurry of kisses that becomes a deep bite. His saliva seems to curtail any discomfort, leaving it more like a warm spot than someone sinking their fangs into vulnerable flesh. He draws deep gulps that splash down his throat and cool the pain in his gut. Though his mouth is occupied, his thoughts are still clear and audible. “Tell me if I take too much, or…hurt you. I’m having a hard time…stopping.”

>You smile down at him, draw him towards the nearby couch to sit with him in your arms. You stroke his hair gently as he feeds, humming some old, half-remembered song from Derse. It always helped you calm down, way back then, and you can tell Inny needs some calm right now.

>”Drink your fill, beloved. You cannot drain me to the point of death.” The mental words come through soft and gentle, heavy with the depth of your love. “You won’t hurt me, I promise.”

>What did he do to deserve this sort of raw, unfettered devotion? Scofflaw is twelve lifetimes of something that is far more than he will ever deserve to know. And he tastes rich and fulfilling, which is an entirely separate treasure that is no less appreciated. Innovator drinks on until the heaviness in his gut tells him that finally, finally he has had enough to quiet the low suffering. >With blood and ink on his lips he presses them to his lovers for a kiss that is filled with renewed life and love. “Thank you. You have no idea how mmuch better that is.” His face becomes distant and wistful as he rests his forehead to Scofflaw’s own. “Are you well?”

>Maybe it’s the dizziness, but Innovator has never looked so enchanting to you. You taste your own blood, and manage a pleased if weary smile when Innovator pulls away.

>”Weary, but expected that.” You laugh, a little giddily. “Y’looked like y’were having a good time. Full?” You buzz with the lack of blood and your own magic going to work, but your hands are still enough when you lift them to cup Innovator’s face. 

>”You are beautiful.”

>Innovator’s eyes, which are redder than blood, redder than sin, smolder with affection and ever present mischief. Yes, this is his matesprit, his Scofflaw, and anyone would be sore and regretful to put any space between them right now. He takes a hand that cups his face and his long fingers trace out the connecting lines of constellations against his palm, a secret conversation of love and appreciation. >”I have never been so satisfied. Having my gut full of your blood is indescribable. You have that effect, but you already know that, don’t you?” He takes Scofflaw’s shoulders and guides him to lean back more into the decorative pillows. “Should I bring you something raw and bloody? I expect you’ll be ravenous yourself, soon…” A stray, emotionally pushed magic curls around Scofflaw’s throat gently, snuggling beneath his clothing and brushing over his spine.

>“Mmm,” you sigh happily, sinking back into the pillows languidly. “Later. Just you, now.” Despite how much he’s drained, you’re still strong enough to pull him back down against you, wrapping your arms loosely around him.

>It’s nice, with the world going watery at the edges and Innovator’s scent in your nose.