#underworld!au

And I’m thinking about Buck as Selene and Tommy as Michael now

Obviously without Michael disappearing

Buck in tight leather-latex and Tommy in lumberjacks clothes and then as an hybrid

He gripped her hand tight, his eyes flashing bright orange with anger. She knew that she was his only anchor, the only thing keeping him from incinerating the demon at his feet.

“My lord... Hades.” She hissed. He didn’t respond.

“George.”

happy birthday, emmett! @lesbiancarisi this is part 2 of a fic that isn’t written…ha…part 1 is quippy one liners & longing & feelings, but I figured I’d cut to the chase for you. and someone can request part 1 later if they’re interested!

“Took you long enough,” Nick muttered into Sonny’s mouth.

They were tangled up in each other on Nick’s bed trying to disrobe each other and getting distracted every few moments and stealing kisses instead. It had been a long time since Nick had been under anyone, and longer still since he had felt the touch of someone who knew what he was doing. Sonny’s eyes blazed from beneath mostly closed lids and Nick surged up to capture his mouth in another fierce kiss.

Sonny returned it, but his ferocity was tempered. Nick could tell he was holding back, trying to be the gentle god Nick had gotten to know over the last month instead of the feared ruler of the underworld. It was a wasted effort. Nick wanted Sonny, all of Sonny, and one way or another he was going to get him to stop hesitating.

“Cer—“ Sonny cut himself off and dipped in for another kiss. Nick’s lips were full and pink, the color of cherry blossoms dangling from trees, and he tasted just as sweet. He tried again. “Cerberus, out.”

He half turned to look over his shoulder at the hound that was sprawled out on the floor at the foot of Nick’s bed. The ears on one of his heads twitched, but the hound didn’t respond except to sigh and stretch a back leg. Sonny rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to be properly annoyed. Ever since Nick had arrived he’d followed him around like a puppy, tail wagging and tongues lolling in a terrifying grin. He half tripped Nick half the time, the way he dogged his steps. Sonny would be lying if he said he didn’t understand the appeal himself. Nick was a beacon of light that shone brightly even amongst the flames that Sonny had doubled around his house in an effort to make it more like what Nick was used to. He knew it didn’t really compare, but he tried still.

Nick laughed into his mouth and raked a hand over the back of Sonny’s head as he hooked a leg over his hip. When he rolled his hips up lazily Sonny resumed trying to disentangle him from the swaths of fabric covering his body.

“Cerberus,” Nick repeated in a firm voice. The hound pushed its front feet up into a seat and panted with rapt attention in Nick’s direction. Nick managed to drag his hand away from the back of Sonny’s hand in order to point to the door. “Out!” He didn’t raise his voice, but it was firm and unyielding like the strong stem of a rose bush. The hound whimpered once, but turned and trotted out of the room obediently, much to Sonny’s chagrin.

He groaned again and Nick swallowed it up in another laugh before sealing their mouths. Sonny’s cloak hit the floor and was quickly followed by Nick’s pants. Hands tugged at one another and pale, cool fingers dug into warm, tanned skin as their passions were inflamed with every new layer shed. Sonny’s eyes were electric and Nick could almost feel warmth emanating from them. He pulled back slightly and brought up a hand to trace along the high point of Sonny’s sharp cheek.

let's expand.

Sakura, cold, distant, misunderstood. Separated from the rest of the world (at first), full of loneliness that branches empires. Strongest of them all with a viciousness to prove it (at FIRST), hates others before they can pass judgement on him, lest they hate him first.

Enter his ray of sunshine, his Persephone. Everything he's ever been afraid of--warmth, light, love personified, come to bring it all to his locked heart, introducing him to a world where he is more than a man, more than a god: he is loved.