𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧.

“𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶... 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦...” nsfw alt: @IllFatedSin

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

“𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘐’𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.”

• Canon/AU friendly
• Can be any volume.
• Bi/Multi
• Non-Lewd/Lewd in DMs
• 21+
• Not new to character or verse
• Multiverse

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@ASilverRose —
“Why do you ask? Going to ask me to run away with you?”

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@ASilverRose —do what I have to.”

He felt quiet after that. His thoughts went out to his partner. They could be together, away from all of this. Damn, did he miss her. His fingers unintentionally crunched the water bottle between them, him setting it to the side. He cleared his throat.—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@IcicleMistress —attacks as he looked for an opening.

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@IcicleMistress —clicks could be heard. No change. He cursed under his breath, jumping away from the clawing slash of one of the alphas.

“Come on. Now?”

His semblance. It had to be. Harbinger was cleaned the night prior. It couldn’t have been stuck. Groaning angrily, he continued to parry the—

[𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔐𝔲𝔱𝔢 𝔐𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔣𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯 @UmbranSaint]

"ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔴. 𝔏𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔡."

The Stilwater Butcher/Boss of the Saints

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@silveredeyes —couldn’t sleep. Decided a walk might help clear my head.”

Shrugging his shoulders, crimson hues would lift to meet silver.

“Ended up here. You, uh, weren’t sleeping or anything were you?”

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@silveredeyes There he stood, his hand slipping through his raven locks. A light hearted grin rested on his lips, looking away from for the moment.

“…Would you buy that I was in the neighborhood?”

They both know she wouldn’t. His hand fell to his side, his grin slipping from his lips.

“I—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

—nod at her response.

“To the end or not, as long as I have you…that’s all that matters to me.”

Crimson hues lovingly gazed into ethereal emeralds.

“Till the end of time.”

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

“Babe. It has. Haven’t you heard?

I’m crazy about you.”

His voice dropped to a sultry tone, stealing another loving taste of her lips. Hearing her words only caused his grip to tighten all the more. Tender, but secure. The want to keep her near, to keep her safe. He would—

[𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐄 𓉸 @HowYouHauntMe]

She couldn’t stop smiling, and why would she? She was spending her birthday with the love of her life, and now she had an absolutely gorgeous and unique bracelet. The day couldn’t get any better to her.

“I’m glad it hasn’t driven ya crazy yet. *Yet.*” she emphasized, chuckling.—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

—me. I love your passion for the supernatural and Halloween. You’re amazing, Fi.”

His free hand cupped her cheek as he stole another kiss.

“To many more birthdays, and many more years with you.~”

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

“I’m glad you l—“

Unable to finish his statement, he felt her lips on his and managed to catch himself but only from completely falling. Chuckling happily, he wrapped an arm around her with a huge grin.

“I love you, too. Of course I know you, I hang on every word you say to—

[𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐄 𓉸 @HowYouHauntMe]

As she eagerly opened the box, her jaw fell to the floor at the sight of what was inside.

“Ohh !! Qrow !! “

Pure excitement, a bright smile stretching across her face as her eyes shone. Very carefully did she remove the bracelet to admire the details, mouth still agape in awe.—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

—are. A small token of appreciation for my favorite gardener and baker.”

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

“Of course I did. It’s your birthday, your favorite holiday and it’s a weekend. You’re getting spoiled, love.”

He’d speak in his low, gravely tone directly into her ear. A grin tugged at his lips as she spoke, chuckling.

“The top pulls off, so you can save it.”

Once she—

[𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐄 𓉸 @HowYouHauntMe]

He was no bother to her at all. His company was more than wanted.

Giggles spilled from her lips as his lips grazed her skin, his stubble tickling her like always. She took the cupcake in one hand, and the box in the other. A bewildered look on her face.

“ Qroooow, you didn’t—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

—opens the box, it reveals a bracelet made of petrified wood. Vine-like in design, it had a half dozen of small pumpkins adorning it, each with different faces. Carved and painted, they hung from the vines.

“I know how much you love pumpkins, and how amazing your grown pumpkins—

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

He’s not going to disturb her.

…Unless you count a kiss on the cheek, a small pumpkin-shaped cupcake, and a box with a plastic spider on the box in lieu of a bow.

“Happy birthday, beautiful. Don’t mind me.”

[𝐂𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐄 𓉸 @HowYouHauntMe]

Halloween is tomorrow, which means Fi is stuck in the kitchen again — Making all of her homemade candy and treats.

This is how she’s spending chooses to spend her birthday.

Is she a little drunk? Yes. Hardly an important detail.

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@IcicleMistress —he pushes one closer to her, back facing her, before taking another down with ease. He wasn’t playing with them by any means, though it seems he wasn’t going completely all in against them, either. Seemingly, he was in control for the moment.

[𝐐. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐰𝐞𝐧. @LucklessBranwen]

@IcicleMistress —forward, with one mighty slash, the first beo is down. The others start to move toward him, his sword shifting quickly into its actual form, a scythe, spinning and flashing around him to deflect and defend against the other four Grimm.

Keeping them at bay and slashing at them,—