#neverloumandover

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a school playground slowly rusting in place.

a suburban home fortified with scrap metal.

a watchtower with no one inside.

a shopping mall overtaken by small factions.

a food court turned into a mess hall.

a gas station bathroom that hasn't been cleaned in years.

a checkpoint with no guards, just signs.

a bridge where tolls are paid in supplies.

a rest stop with warning signs written by survivors.

a college campus serving as a neutral zone.

a building that's always warm inside.

a reservoir poisoned beyond repair.

a lighthouse no longer lit but still inhabited.

a shelter where no one sleeps anymore.

a holding cell scratched full of messages.

a community that doesn't allow newcomers.

a fog bank that never fully lifts.

a slaughterhouse repurposed for food processing.

a field of abandoned vehicles, doors open.

a visitation room sealed off.

a suburban street where the lawns are overgrown but the houses still stand.

a highway littered with luggage.

a meat locker without power.

a hospital morgue used as cold storage.

a city park where tents outnumber trees.

a boardwalk splintering into the sea.

a school hallway lined with old notices.

a tunnel where lights occasionally turn on.

a rooftop garden feeding dozens.

a tunnel packed with stalled traffic.

a river carrying chemical sheen.

a cult compound hidden in farmland.

a city skyline with darkened windows.

a water treatment facility barely holding together.

a high school turned into a settlement.

a neighborhood where power flickers on for one hour a day.

a church sanctuary converted into storage.

a city district cordoned off permanently.

a power plant shut down mid-cycle.

a city where the dead outnumber the living.

a water source guarded with lethal force.

a ranger station with half-burned maps.

a sermon hall full of bunk beds.

a small town radio station broadcasting once a day.

a factory running on manual labor.

a customs office ransacked but intact.

a research facility with doors welded shut.

a broadcast station hijacked by unknown voices.

a bus depot repurposed for sleeping mats.

a control room frozen at the moment of failure.

a military base stripped of insignia.

a department store used for storage and sleep.

a radio tower broadcasting nothing but static.

a subway station used as long-term shelter.

a street that no one crosses anymore.

a coastline where something washes up regularly.

a tunnel used only during daylight hours.

a greenhouse producing mutated crops.

a chapel with candles burned to stubs.

a submerged subway entrance.

an operating room frozen in time.

a bell tower that still rings in the wind.

a firing range littered with shell casings.

a world that kept going when it shouldn't have.

a burial pit on the outskirts of town.

a hazmat tent collapsing in on itself.

a hand-cranked phone exchange.

an emergency room lit by lanterns.

a beach with warning flags that never come down.

a data center humming long after meaning is gone.

a quarantine ward with no exits.

a freezer that should be empty but isn't.

a city block where time seems stalled.

a cemetery where new graves are unmarked.

a cul-de-sac gated off with abandoned cars.

a shrine built from scavenged relics.

a white room stained beyond recognition.

a motel where every room tells a different story.

a train station used as a checkpoint.

a signal that stops when approached.

a hospital with only one functioning floor.

a farmland scarred by fire and drought.

a zoo where only some animals remain.

a beach where ships sit stranded offshore.

a hospital ward where beds remain made.

a settlement built atop ruins without asking what's underneath.

an aquarium running on borrowed power.

a highway broken into segments by barricades.

a quarantine zone marked with faded tape.

a forest where nature is reclaiming roads.

a daycare center filled with dust and toys.

a town that pretends nothing happened.

a firehouse with empty engines.

a grain silo used as a lookout tower.

a nursery ward with empty cribs.

a grocery store stripped bare except for dented cans.

a forest where animals no longer flee humans.

a crematorium running nonstop.

a laboratory where plants grow through cracks.

a pharmacy guarded day and night.

a farmer's market operating on barter.

a farmhouse surrounded by graves.

a military checkpoint no one returns from.

a campground overrun by feral animals.

a settlement that smiles too easily.

a cult compound that insists the world is fine.

a movie theater turned into communal housing.

a rail yard full of rusting cars.

a courtroom burned from the inside.

a car dealership lot full of vehicles that will never run again.

a room where the air feels wrong.

a classroom where desks are still arranged.

a town square with a hand-painted notice board.

a roadside diner reopened as a trading post.

a subway line rumored to still be active.

a field where nothing will grow.

a community garden protected by fencing and watch shifts.

a courthouse with overturned benches.

a clinic offering experimental treatment.

a laboratory abandoned mid-experiment.

a greenhouse powered by jury-rigged solar panels.

a bunker sealed from the inside.

a memorial wall scratched into stone.

a police station stripped down to concrete and bunks.

a courthouse flying a tattered white flag.

a skyscraper occupied only on lower floors.

a tunnel flooded and sealed off.

a funeral home repurposed as housing.

a parking garage filled with stagnant water.

a prison where some cells are still locked.

a flooded downtown navigated by boat.

a well sealed with concrete.

a public library running on donated generators.

a parking garage housing livestock on the lower levels.

a message board nailed to a telephone pole.

a lab where failed cures are catalogued.

a gas station converted into a shelter.

a barn reinforced with steel doors.

@etherealsinners || 100 non-verbal prompts || accepting!

∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ( from desire )

whiskey sloshes against the sides of his glass as the bartender nudges it across the counter with a red tipped nail. unexpected but not unwelcome. quizzical look tossed her way yields a nod in desire's direction. dean's gaze follows the lead and connects with the sender's. glass raises and tips forward in a toast towards them. gratitude and bewilderment mingled with just a little bit of a self-assured grin on the edge of his mouth. hello there.

amber liquid warms the inside of his mouth and throat on the way down. settles in a comfortably numb pool in his belly. glass in hand, he stands and makes his way towards the sender. "hey.. thanks. think it's some kinda social law that i offer to return the favor." unless this drink comes from a person who tracked him down on purpose? then.. well. that can get a little weird and/or not so good depending on why.

answer to that mystery to be seen.. the hunter claims the empty seat beside them.

they laugh and it may appear to fill the room, not on purpose but with an edge of something. as if it would take but a second for them to tip things over, to have the whole occupying body reacting but they think better on such ridiculous and theatrical acts. instead embodying a familiar echo of humanity, a smile and the tip of their own glass pressed to their lips so they might take a long drink.

LEVELS OF TOXICITY accepting

The words made his jaw tighten, his eyes fixing on Lorcan with a steadiness that left no room for misinterpretation. Klaus held his ground with his shoulders squared and his expression tight in that way that usually came just before something unpleasant.

“That." Klaus said, voice low and measured. "That is precisely why this ends here.” The admission scraped its way out of him, every syllable forced rather than offered. Klaus didn't enjoy attachments. He never had. They grew quietly, took root before he noticed, and by the time he did, they were already capable of becoming weapons against him.

“I will never look at you that way again." He continued with his eyes never leaving Lorcan’s. “Whatever it was between us. Curiosity, weakness, sentimentality. Whatever you would like to call it.It was a mistake. And mistakes are not something you revisit hoping they will somehow become something else.”

His fingers curled at his side, betraying the restraint he was forcing on himself. This was the part he despised with the honesty, the exposure and the need to cut something off before it grew teeth.

his features unmoving, lips moving in a way that might suggest some desire to interject but he doesn't. his eyes mirror only a slight change, a sadness. a betrayal. his weaknesses always so easy to capture through the way he looked at a person, it was the only falter now. the only sense that klaus's words might be causing any sort of infliction. he'll laugh finally, as if that is the final part of the facade fractured. as if he's finally stood there staring at the original with all of himself laid bare.

" a mistake..." it causes another laugh, one that only seems to turn into something more angry. vicious, an echo of the shared traits he could only blame on his own father. if there was one word to trigger such a change, it was that. it was feeling as though the beliefs he had about himself were all valid. real. he barely takes a moment before he interjects finally, eyes remaining locked on klaus' gaze. fingers digging into his own palm so hard that someone unused to the feeling might flinch. he nods and then laughs again but this time at klaus. " you're a coward." " do you think I don't see it ? do you really think you're so invulnerable to any sign of fear, of showing any reminiscence of humanity? " all questions but they don't necessarily require answers, instead it's just lorcan staring down the barrel of a gun pleading that it hurt him in some physical sense because that might be easier than this.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆   𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐨𝐟  𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send  ‘reverse’ for the sender and  receiver to  swap.  adjust wording as needed!

[  fever  ]  sender  presses  the  back  of  their  hand  to  receiver’s  forehead,  brows  knitting  with  quiet  concern

[  medicine  ]  sender  sets  alarms  on  their  phone  just  to  make  sure  receiver  doesn’t  miss  a  dose

[  blanket  ]  sender  layers  blankets  over  receiver,  adjusting  them  until  they’re  just  right

[  soup  ]  sender  blows  gently  on  a  spoonful  of  soup  before  offering  it  to  receiver

[  water  ]  sender  holds  the  glass  steady,  murmuring  encouragement  until  receiver  takes  a  sip

[  hair  brush  ]  sender  carefully  brushes  receiver’s  hair  back,  slow  and  soothing

[  ice  pack  ]  sender  wraps  an  ice  pack  in  a  towel  and  presses  it  gently  where  it  hurts

[  temperature  ]  sender  wakes  up  in  the  middle  of  the  night  just  to  check  if  receiver’s  still  warm

[  pill  ]  sender  places  medicine  in  receiver’s  palm  and  waits  until  they  swallow  it

[  quiet  room  ]  sender  dims  the  lights  and  turns  everything  down  low  so  receiver  can  rest

[  slow  ]  sender  stays  at  receiver’s  pace,  arm  ready  in  case  they  stumble

[  bandage  ]  sender  changes  the  bandages  carefully,  apologizing  even  when  it  doesn’t  hurt

[  lap  ]  sender  lets  receiver  rest  their  head  in  their  lap  while  they  stroke  their  hair

[  night  watch  ]  sender  refuses  to  sleep  deeply,  listening  for  every  shift  or  breath

[  warm  cloth  ]  sender  presses  a  cool  cloth  to  receiver’s  neck  or  wrist

[  cough  ]  sender  rubs  slow  circles  between  receiver’s  shoulders  through  every  coughing  fit

[  carried  ]  sender  helps  receiver  move,  taking  more  weight  than  they  should  without  complaint

[  pain  ]  sender  distracts  receiver  with  quiet  stories  or  memories  until  the  pain  dulls

[  soft  voice  ]  sender  speaks  more  gently  than  usual,  like  anything  louder  might  hurt

[  held  ]  sender  sits  behind  receiver,  arms  around  them  so  they  don’t  have  to  hold  themselves  up

[  protective  ]  sender  stays  curled  close  even  after  receiver  falls  asleep

[  food   ]  sender  convinces  receiver  to  eat  “just  a  little  more”  with  a  smile

[  stay  still  ]  sender  gently  stops  receiver  from  pushing  themselves  too  hard

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝  hey.  i’ve  got  you.  ❞

❝  don’t  rush.  we’re  not  going  anywhere.  ❞

❝  let  me  do  it  for  you,  okay?  ❞

❝  i  know  it  hurts.  i’m  right  here.  ❞

❝  you’re  allowed  to  rest.  i  promise.  ❞

❝  just  focus  on  breathing.  i’ll  handle  the  rest.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  have  to  be  strong  right  now.  ❞

❝  tell  me  where  it  hurts.  i’ll  be  careful.  ❞

❝  i’m  not  leaving  until  you  feel  better.  ❞

❝  i’ll  stay  up  with  you  if  i  need  to.  ❞

❝  it’s  okay  to  lean  on  me.  ❞

❝  shh…  you’re  safe.  ❞

❝  i’ve  got  time.  all  of  it’s  yours.  ❞

❝  you  don’t  have  to  say  thank  you.  ❞

❝  let  me  take  care  of  you.  ❞ 

❝  you’re  doing  really  well.  ❞

❝  i’m  right  here.  breathe  with  me.  ❞

❝  don’t  apologize.  this  is  what  i’m  here  for.  ❞

❝  rest.  i’ll  wake  you  if  you  need  anything.  ❞

"That's a very roundabout way of saying yes."

As if he's ever been the patron saint of outright honesty. If anything, he's impressed that Guy offers him anything without having to dig around in the wound himself. The one he walked in with. The one he could smell on him from miles away. A bandy legged foal with its legs still broken, chewing through the Talamasca shaped bit in its mouth, trying so very hard to buck its rider in favor of greener pastures...but there's only so much you can do with a pretty pair of broken legs, and the smell of blood is nauseating at best. He doesn't belong in the world he came from, but he doesn't particularly belong to the one he's currently in, either, which leaves him bucking his legs somewhere in the middle.

" do you always ask so many questions? " he chuckles, except there's a nervous edge to it. the way his eyes seem to linger on jasper for a long moment and then float away again. like he's fighting his subconscious an the questions it wants to throw at him. " you could just try and poke around - why bother asking ? " it's all thrown out defensively like he's daring jasper to admit something too, expect guy doesn't expect to be met with anything but evasion.

though it makes him vulnerable too. makes him weaker, more open. which in that moment, meant a shaky gasp— a watery, glassy look to his eyes when he peered back up at lorcan and a tightening in lucian's chest that clung, squeezing at him.

"am i not reason enough?" it's a thought that slips through before he can stop it and it echoes of a pain lucian was good at not confronting, not bringing up when they stole these moments. it was too heavy, too weighted. and lucian is very quickly desperate to bury it, to not shift that balanced weight too much. he couldn't. he would not ruin this moment, fragile in their hands.

so perhaps he kisses lorcan a little rougher, a little deeper. hands at the side of his neck and into his hair. tugging, pulling him against him with biting kisses— with tongue that presses, seeking, tasting, familiarising all over again. as if he could ever forget. fang catches, pulling at lorcan's lip and it's a sudden, more distracting rush of taste and connection. something to smooth over his own insecurities and it has lucian rolling his hips forward, more firmly pressing lorcan to the wall.

he shakes his head finally, lips pressed into a sad sort of smile. " you've always been enough and you always will be. " it's spoken in some whisper, not wishing to break the solace of the moment. the way the seriousness of his words might break the desire. the need to bury themselves amongst each other.

DIALOGUE

come here, i just want you closer.

don't rush. i want to feel this.

you feel so good inside me.

i've been thinking about this all day.

tell me what you want.

you drive me absolutely insane.

i love it when you look at me like that.

don't stop, please.

i need you right here.

you're doing that on purpose, aren't you?

i can't stop touching you.

you feel perfect like this.

stay with me tonight.

i want all of you.

you make it hard to think straight.

look at me. keep your eyes on me.

i love the sounds you make.

you're being dangerous right now.

i missed you.. missed this part of you, too.

let me take my time with you.

you're warm. you're real.

i don't want this to end yet.

come closer. closer than that.

you feel like home.

don't tease me unless you mean it.

i like it when you lose control like this.

you're everything i want right now.

you're breathtaking when you're like this.

stay still, let me.

i love how responsive you are.

you're making this very difficult for me.

you don't know what you do to me.

say my name again.

can i come inside? please..

you feel even better than i imagined.

i want to hear you.

you're intoxicating.

i could touch you forever.

don't hide from me.

you're mine tonight.

you look incredible like this.

i love being this close to you.

you're shaking, i've got you.

you taste amazing.

i want you exactly like this.

i'm not letting you go yet.

you're taking me so well.

tell me if this feels good.

i love how soft you are.

breathe, you're doing so well.

i can feel your heartbeat.

i want to make you melt.

you're so beautiful it hurts.

stay right there.

i love when you get needy.

you don't have to be quiet with me.

you feel incredible under my hands.

i've wanted this longer than i'll admit.

you're all i can think about.

i want to savor you.

let me show you how much i want you.

you're making me weak.

i love being tangled up with you.

don't pull away.

i could get addicted to this.

you feel even better pressed against me.

you're driving me absolutely feral.

stay. just like that.

i love how you react to me.

i want to make you feel good.

you're mine in this moment.

you feel so right.

let me kiss you again.

you're intoxicating this close.

i love your hands on me.

you're impossible to resist.

don't stop touching me.

i love when you pull me closer.

you make me feel wanted.

i could stay like this forever.

you're everything i need right now.

i want to hear you come.

you're so warm.

let me take care of you.

i love when you relax into me.

you feel incredible against me.

i'm not done with you yet.

you're making this very tempting.

open up for me..

you're perfect right here.

i want you to remember this.

you're all mine tonight.

i love when you lean into me.

you make me ache.

don't hold back with me.

you feel amazing when you're like this.

i want to feel every part of you.

you're driving me crazy.

i love how close we are.

i don't want to stop touching you.

you're exactly where you belong.

let me feel you breathe.

you're making me lose focus.

stay with me a little longer.

you're everything i want right now.

i want you slow.

you feel incredible wrapped around me.

you're so responsive.

don't rush this.

i love when you look at me like that.

you make this feel so easy.

i want you close when you fall asleep.

you're intoxicating like this.

i love your warmth.

stay right here with me.

you make me feel wanted.

i want you to feel how much i want you.

don't go yet.

you're making me want more.

i love being like this with you.

you're everything in this moment.

let me hold you.

you feel so good against me.

i want to remember this.

you're breathtaking this close.

stay tangled up with me.

i love how you fit with me.

you're making me soft.

i want to stay right here.

don't stop touching me like that.

you're incredible.

i love how needy you get.

you feel perfect right now.

let me keep you here.

you're everything i want.

i want to make this last.

you're making me melt.

stay close.

i love your closeness.

you're intoxicating.

don't move.

i want you exactly like this.

you make me feel alive.

i love being wrapped up with you.

you're so easy to love like this.

you're everything to me right now.

i don't want to rush this moment.

you feel so right.

i want to fall asleep like this.

you're mine tonight.

ACTIONS

( fingers ) : for SENDER to lace their fingers with RECEIVER'S.

( lean ) : for SENDER to lean in until their breaths mingle.

( trail ) : for SENDER to trail their fingertips along RECEIVER'S arm.

( slow ) : for SENDER to press a slow kiss to RECEIVER'S mouth.

( waist ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER closer by the waist.

( body ) : for SENDER to press their body against RECEIVER'S.

( neck ) : for SENDER to nuzzle into RECEIVER'S neck.

( murmur ) : for SENDER to murmur softly against RECEIVER'S skin.

( cradle ) : for SENDER to cradle RECEIVER'S face in their hands.

( linger ) : for SENDER to linger close without speaking.

( back ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S back slowly.

( firmly ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S firmly in their arms.

( guide ) : for SENDER to guide RECEIVER'S to their lap by the hips.

( forehead ) : for SENDER to rest their forehead against RECEIVER'S.

( sigh ) : for SENDER to sigh softly against RECEIVER'S mouth.

( cup ) : for SENDER to cup RECEIVER'S cheek gently.

( jaw ) : for SENDER to trail kisses along RECEIVER'S jawline.

( arms ) : for SENDER to wrap their arms around RECEIVER.

( tug ) : for SENDER to tug RECEIVER closer by their clothing.

( temple ) : for SENDER to press a kiss to RECEIVER'S temple.

( skin ) : for SENDER to linger with their lips against RECEIVER'S skin.

( chest ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER close against their chest.

( thumb ) : for SENDER to brush their thumb over RECEIVER'S lips.

( deep ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly and deeply.

( nudge ) : for SENDER to nudge RECEIVER closer with their knee.

( curl ) : for SENDER to curl around RECEIVER protectively.

( rest ) : for SENDER to rest their hand at RECEIVER'S lower back.

( lap ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into their lap.

( collar ) : for SENDER to kiss along RECEIVER'S collarbone.

( hips ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER'S hips firmly.

( hair ) : for SENDER to brush hair away from RECEIVER'S face.

( press ) : for SENDER to press slow kisses along RECEIVER'S neck.

( nuzzle ) : for SENDER to nuzzle closer, seeking warmth.

( stroke ) : for SENDER to stroke RECEIVER'S thigh absently.

( still ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER still beneath their hands.

( kiss ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER'S until they both breathless.

( trace ) : for SENDER to trace small circles on RECEIVER'S skin.

( heart ) : for SENDER to rest their hand over RECEIVER'S heart.

( brush ) : for SENDER to brush their nose against RECEIVER'S.

( wrap ) : for SENDER to wrap their legs around RECEIVER.

( hold ) : for SENDER to hold RECEIVER after climaxing.

( savor ) : for SENDER to kiss RECEIVER slowly, savoring it.

( cuddle ) : for SENDER to pull RECEIVER into a tight cuddle.

( cheek ) : for SENDER to rest their cheek against RECEIVER'S shoulder.