#arsen

take a picture, angel. it'll last longer.

Heres family trees of my Mario AU!

Hope yall like it

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This is a mean boy friendgroup sorta. They call each other "brothers", but their real names are Mateo, Arsen, and Mihail (Miha).

Mat(E)o is a typical elve prude who's only source of self love comes from the fact that he's a "purebred" elvian with royal blood. But he's so inbred that his health and vision is declining rapidly at his young age and his body craves someone out of his race lol. It's so bad, that it manifested in him having a human fetish, and humans are considered lowest of the low in this universe and are often enslaved by vampires, elves and fairies.

Ars(E)n is the most popular out of the group, even though other boys are also as loved as him. It's all because of his beautiful eyes, pretty ears and flirty tail that he intentionally wraps around women he finds pretty, and then apologizes for being "unable to control it". Arsen is so confident in himself that Mateo and Miha sometimes get jealous of him. But no one knows about his secret, which he's very ashamed of to the point that he won't even open up to his friends. He doesn't admit that they're jealous of him, but he feels it and it fuels his insane ego.

Miha(I)l is mixed human, but he's mostly a vampire who only claims his vampire side. Nobody but his friends know about this. Miha is the most chill out of the group and often sarcastic about everything. Unlike Mateo who tries hard at academy to not fall off and Arsen who's naturally gifted at magic - Mihail doesn't give a fuck as long as his grades are good enough to not get expelled. He's so cat-like, that people at academy have mandela effect after realizing that he's not a cat-boy but rather a vampire.

What happens when Senka wants something but really doesn't want to admit it? This. This is what happens.

Serving up some ArSen for your reading pleasure. They're that hot, baby!

Special HUGE thanks to @stormemes11 for letting me take Arojan hostage and do really nice, and kind, and loving, and purtyful things with him!

TRANSLATION

(3, 116 Words, Chapters: 1/1) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Mature Fandom: Dragon Age: Veilguard

Thank you @dragonagekissweek for hosting.

I'm damned proud of Senka.

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DA Kiss Week Day 7: Sneaky

yayy dragon age kiss week! had to write something for my very special-est rooks 💕

senka is from the lovely @amoaliquis

“You do realize your boss is in the other room right now, don’t you?” Arojan’s words were muffled by the skin on Senka’s neck.

Senka grinned, placing another line of kisses on the underside of Arojan’s jaw, ending the trail with a nip at his pulse point.

Arojan huffed and pulled back to look at her. “I’m guessing that means you don’t give a damn?”

“That’s one way to put it,” Senka said, looking up at him from beneath her eyelashes, a smirk playing at her lips.

“Right,” Arojan deadpanned before pressing his lips against the pale column of her neck.

The dim lights of the Cantori Diamond’s upper floor did well to conceal the couple as they sat on the far end of a scarlet couch. The sound of hushed conversations echoed in from the rooms adjacent, joined by the jovial bustle from the lower floor.

Of all the things Arojan thought he’d find himself in the middle of tonight, it most certainly wasn’t this. Although, his voice of reason reminded him that he should’ve known better than to follow his brazen Crow companion into the darkest corner she could find under the expectation that her intentions were innocent.

In hindsight, it was almost obvious he’d end up here—and he probably wasn’t leaving any time soon.

So, the least he could do was enjoy himself.

Senka moved down his neck to his collarbone. “He wouldn’t mind. He likes me too much.”

“Yeah?” Arojan said. He felt more than heard the quiet but sharp intake of breath from Senka when he bit down on her neck.

She hummed affirmatively, pressing closer to him and savoring the way he tightened his grip on her waist and the scratch of his beard on her skin.

Senka ran her hands up his chest, a frown coming to her face. “You wear entirely too many layers.”

Arojan’s lips quirked up into a small smile. “You’re just used to walking around with your chest barely covered.” He ran his fingers along the feathered edges of her open shirt.

“It’s convenient.”

“It’s impractical.”

“You like it.” Senka smirked at the unimpressed look on his face.

“And?”

“And…” she said as she discretely undid the last buckle of the pauldron which had adorned his shoulder, “it leaves you distracted.”

Arojan watched the pauldron fall, then looked back up at her with a raised brow. “Are you planning on assassinating me then?”

Senka hummed. “No. Just proving a point.”

“Got it,” he said, slipping his hands into her shirt. He leaned back enough to let her undo the straps of his tunic.

Senka smiled proudly when she finally got his tunic open. “You don’t seem very concerned about possibly being killed,” she muttered absentmindedly, one of her hands trailing up his chest.

“You’ve had a lot of chances to kill me since we met, Sen. I think you would’ve taken one of them by now.”

“You never know,” she teased.

Arojan rolled his eyes. “I guess not,” he got out before she pulled him in for a kiss with her free hand wrapped around his horn. He sighed against her lips and tilted his head further into the kiss.

He pulled back a bit to speak. “So, what exactly are you—”

“Well, well, well… what do we have here?”

Arojan and Senka’s eyes both darted over to the open doorway, where a very amused Teia and an exasperated Viago were standing.

Teia put her hands on her hips, a smile on her face. “Our meeting is over, Senka. You mentioned you needed to have a word with Viago?”

“Tomorrow. We’ll have our meeting tomorrow,” Viago said, walking off pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I’ll leave you two be,” Teia followed Viago, already poking fun at him.

Senka watched them go. “I guess I didn’t pick a corner dark enough.”

Arojan scoffed, a small smirk on his face. “I guess not.”