#lahmine

“ i’ve gone a few times. mostly with my mother. she enjoyed a good party more than she distrusted humans. ” marianne continues, as if they had not dropped that particular truth in the most matter-of-fact way possible. “ i mostly stick to the gardens and such. if you walk around with a drink in one hand, and a bored look on your face, people will usually leave you alone. ”

@lahmine​ said: “ i rather like you . ”

          ❛ oh ... ? ❜ how was she supposed to take that ? it wasn’t often that klaudia found herself being rather liked for seemingly innocent reasons. no, she was an object that was lusted after and she allowed it. people cared not for her wisdom, most of the time, and even less for her sensibilities. and it was easy --- she was cruel, she was twisted, she cared little for them, too. but she was starting to think of her classmates as more than the rabble.

          ❛ that is ... heartwarming, mercedes. ❜ for once she didn’t know how to react, didn’t know how she’s supposed to react, how mercedes wanted her to react. so she stilled her tongue, retreated within herself, glanced away. was it really right for someone so kind and caring to think of her in the way mercedes did ... ?

SEND ME ⊗ FOR 3+ HEADCANONS ABOUT YOUR MUSE AND MINE / accepting.

one.     QPR !! QPR !! QPR !! this is pretty much just for those that aren’t annie and i because it’s pretty much all we’ve talked about since we met, lol! for those that aren’t in the know, linhardt and mercedes have an intimate yet open queer-platonic relationship with some minor d/s elements. it’s a mutually-beneficial arrangement since it gives mercie an element of control that she’s been missing in her life and for linhardt, it’s a huge convenience to have someone so willing to look after him—though it’s more than just that for him. he’s really come to care for her too, and encourages mercedes to be a little less selfless.

two.     even though lin isn’t sexually attracted to her, he actually prefers being with mercie over pretty much everyone else. she knows just how to treat him and has never questioned his desires. and he knows she’s not going to expect more from him than what he’s ready to give. that’s the pinnacle of relationships for him.

@lahmine​ said: ✿ OH HEY !!!

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

TOUCH STARVED MEME / still accepting bc why not.

My muse is touch starved, send one for your muse to... hug my muse from behind

He’s not aware of Mercie’s presence until a familiar warm weight settles against his shoulders, he’s been too engrossed in an old research paper to notice his housemate’s approach.

If it’d been anyone else, Linhardt would have shrugged off the arms encircling his chest and scolded them for interrupting something important. But it’s Mercedes and her intrusions are always either welcome or worth it, so he surfaces from the swirling depths of his thoughts with a smile instead of a scowl.

aside from his little sister? nope, he had no one else in his life worth noting as family. he’s long abandoned his life in faerghus, his house being long forgotten and frankly … it was for the best. emerald eyes looked off into the directions of where marnie darted off and he remained silent even in the presence of the other. there wasn’t much to discuss about his family, not that he even wanted this type of discussion -  ❛  no. marnie’s the only one i have left.  ❜  these words leave him in a hushed tone, it didn’t bother him. that it was just the two of them, and for the most part. he enjoyed that, free from the abuse, the isolation. 

NSFW PROMPTS THAT DON’T SOUND LIKE A BAD PORNO / accepting.

He’s been half-expecting this for a while now.

Well, maybe not this specifically, but something. Ever since her humming in the kitchen stopped, he’s been waiting. Whatever she’d been doing must’ve gone into the oven (doubtless something delicious and sweet, as always).

What Linhardt doesn’t expect is the soft, breathy command by his ear. He hasn’t even heard her approach—but that’s not a surprise, since he’s been more focused on his research. Nevertheless, he smirks just a little and a faint hum of assent is like a purr in his throat. There’s something unnameable that he enjoys when Mercedes is greedy. He’s hardly going to deny her.

One hand rises from the book in his lap to tuck away some loose hair—blown free by Mercedes’ murmur—and linger. He grazes the pads of his fingers along the delicate skin of neck, head tilting a little where she’ll be able to watch. They don’t stay there long, though.

They move down to the base of his throat, right were the high collar of his shirt sits, and brush along the edge of the fabric too. It’s tempting for Linhardt to undo the button there and work his way in, but it’s also chilly with the recent coming of autumn. He settles for going down the outside, over his sweater too. The sensation is muted somewhat, but there’s still a faint hitch in his throat as he grazes over a nipple.

And then Linhardt stills, hand in place. Without looking at Mercedes, his expression turns subtly mischievous.

          her voice resounds as a pale orange in his mind. warm, comforting, and not unlike the sun on a clear day. it brings him to lower his hackles, to become sheepish as he extends his forearm towards her. he doesn’t say much, but he never does, only hoping that the message would come across with the action, with the sight of the rather nasty gash he’d received while climbing a tree and losing his balance ... and falling, thankfully, to a lower limb.