[garbage post]

[collectionday]

It's time for Sin. Not the whale.

Muselist here

THINGS WE CAN DO:

mind control bullshit
pet people things
absolute territory
face stepping
vampire trash
size difference
extremely heated ust
fighting that becomes boning
fluffy domestic stuff
edging
pegging
magic bullshit
crossdressing
NON-GARBAGE THINGS

or w/e

tag with what you want and I'll write a starter??

Comments

[fairhands]

S-Silver!

[ Immediately he tries to reach up to move towards him, even though he's still weak and dizzy. ]

What happened to you?

[wherethewildthingsare]

Don't move. You almost died.

I took care of it.

[fairhands]

But you're so hurt too...

[wherethewildthingsare]

I ate enough.

I'll pull the arrows out and it'll be fixed in a day.

[fairhands]

L-let me do it. You're covered in burns too.

[wherethewildthingsare]

f-fine.. if you can move.

[fairhands]

[ He'll quietly pull himself out from the blood pool, then. ]

[wherethewildthingsare]

..If it's too much, go back into the pool.

[CONCERN!!]

[fairhands]

A-alright.

[ Sliding on over next to Silver, covered in blood. ]

[wherethewildthingsare]

[He murmurs in pain, softly.]

[fairhands]

[ He reaches to start pulling arrows out from Silver, giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. ]

My poor oni...

[wherethewildthingsare]

...It's fine.

It was revenge.

[fairhands]

For me?

[wherethewildthingsare]

Of course.

[fairhands]

You go so far for me...

[ Once he's pulled out the arrows he'll. Lay his goo on some of Silver's burns. ]

[wherethewildthingsare]

Ah...

[That feels nice.]

I couldn't let them have you.

[fairhands]

I know. Thank you.

[ Kiss! ]

[wherethewildthingsare]

[He turns a bit red.]

Sorry I.. can't move very well.

[fairhands]

It's okay. You'll heal.

[Still kissing Silver tenderly.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

I know..what about you?

[fairhands]

I'll be fine.

[wherethewildthingsare]

I guess you did get to suck up as much food as you wanted, in that pool..

[fairhands]

Thank you for that, by the way.

I'm still a little hungry, though.

[wherethewildthingsare]

...Glutton, blood isn't enough, is it.

[fairhands]

Of course not.

[Pulling himself two sit in his lap.]