#amax

𑣲 ‧₊ WRITE YOUR SINS OUT WITH YOUR TONGUE

PUSH ME TO THE EDGE & WE'LL MAKE A MESS.

𑣲 ‧₊ character : ajax 𑣲 ‧₊ fandom : genshin impact 𑣲 ‧₊ notes : selfship-coded. female reader -> ajax refers to reader as 'princess'. mentions of blood. a little suggestive but sfw :'). quote from path to nowhere.

for @luffysprincess for the winter wonderland event !! UEUEUE this is rly how i view amax actually !! i hope you do not mind if i wrote for you both, i had so much fun learning about your dynamic hehe. i love you so much, you are truly so vibrant in your existence

STEEL AGAINST STEEL / WEAPON AGAINST WEAPON / LOVER AGAINST LOVER & A MADDENING OF SOME KIND, THIS BURNING AND BRIGHT AND PRECIOUS LOVE.

when you and ajax fight side by side, there's something akin to a gentle massacre : bloodstained hands / an exchange of knowing grins / the adrenaline of the battle. when you fight against each other, there is the known absence of blood. it's both bite and bark, dull edges of the blade against flesh in threat and lingering promise of something darker, something intimate.

you find promise in each other. a silent understanding of your past and present, the tale of the pearl and the harbinger. there's something that runs deeper, something in the way those blue eyes look at you, the depths of the hues too deep for you to understand sometimes. you don't look away. you don't dare to. you find the thrill of him and everything he is all too intoxicating.

"careful, princess." he laughs, breathless as you straddle him, your weapon against his throat, his hands on your hips. "one of these days, you might just really hurt me."

quick draw. Amanda "really nice hands" Thomas finger gunning her way into Max's -

For a cute bit in chapter 18

I loved this moment when Varian wakes up to find he’s spent the whole night with his friends and they gave him the armchair when he fell asleep and took off his boots so he’d be comfortable and put a blanket over him 😭❤️

Bro’s a little shocked to figure out he finally trusts them enough to fall dead asleep around them (without one of the Brotherhood also being in the room, that is), and I just melted! Although, we were warned that this is the last fluff we’ll have for awhile… If you enjoy angst and haven’t read AMax’s fics, DO IT! They’re so amazing.

And ummm some amax lore is that in our spare time we will teach each other certain phrases in our native tongue. Things like ‘I love you’ ‘good morning’ ‘I missed you’ etc etc and lots of petnames too ᰔ

he teaches you the word for beloved in the language of his homeland, and it tastes like winter orchards on your tongue. sweet, a little clumsy. you give him yours in return: the syllables you grew up cradled in, the ones that mean my heart and darling and the one i was waiting for before i knew i was waiting at all. he repeats them back imperfectly, beautifully.

the sharing of sounds is its own form of intimacy.

good morning in his mother's voice. i miss you in the lullabies yours once sang. you build a pidgin language between you, a dialect that belongs to no nation, only to tangled limbs and sleepy murmurs and say it again, slower. let me memorise the shape your lips make.

and perhaps this is what love is, you think: the willingness to stumble, before fluency.

to offer your tongue's earliest music to another and trust them to hold it gently. he lays a kiss to your temple, whispers something soft against your hair. you do not require translation.

Model - India Sampson

Nationality - American

Height - 5'11

Agencies - AMAX (Nashville)

Just two traumatized siblings sitting in the dungeon, giving each other mutual comfort 💛