just   a   quick   note   ,   i   am   currently   debating   if   i   wanna   move   loid   to   my   slowly   working   multi   or   not.   all   threads   &   plots   will   move   there   if   i   do   ,   but   i'm   not   too   sure   if   i   will   do   it   or   not   yet.   WE   SHALL   SEE.

okay   ,   thanks   to   the   film   &   the   artbooks   i   recently   acquired   ,   i   want   to   do   a   full   re-haul   of   graphics   &   make   loid   his   own   p.interest   account   so   bear   with   me   as   i   remain   quiet   a   bit   longer   ,   however   i   am   SO   DOWN   to   plot   for   our   muses   /   dynamics   ?   i'll   also   post   my   pinterest   account   when   it's   set   up   !

shout   out   to   @denouemente   for   inspiring   me   to   make   heart   events   for   loid   &   mason   in   their   s.tardew   aus   &   now   i   think   we   should   all   do   it   pls   &   thank   you.

DIFFERENT KINDS OF KISSES *  send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt, nsfw implied

[ soothe ] sender kisses receiver to stop them from shaking

[ forehead ] sender tenderly kisses receiver's forehead

[ brief ] sender sneaks a kiss to receiver's cheek as they walk by

[ brow ] sender kisses the bridge of receiver's eyebrow

[ impossible ] sender kisses receiver as a final gesture, knowing they can't be together

[ hiding ] sender checks the area around them before kissing receiver, trying not to get caught

[ handful ] sender peppers the receiver's cheek with multiple, playful kisses

[ line ] sender draws a trail of kisses down the length of receiver's shoulderblade and up their neck

[ almost ] sender and receiver are centimeters apart, about to kiss, but something interrupts them

[ side ] sender places a kiss on the side of receiver's nose

[ tip ] sender kisses the tip of receiver's nose

[ underside ] sender leans in and places a suggestive kiss just under receiver's jawline

[ giggle ] sender starts tickling and kissing the receiver all over in order to make them laugh

[ knuckle ] sender lifts receiver's hand to their lips and places a polite kiss there

[ last ditch ] right before receiver leaves for battle, sender rushes into their arms and kisses them desperately

[ the middle ] in the midst of a battle, sender steals a second alone with receiver and kisses them to reassure them

[ dreamy ] sender and receiver indulge in a handful of slow, romantic kisses

[ darkness ] sender and receiver makeout in a completely dark room

[ ear ] sender nuzzles and kisses receiver's ear

[ recline ] sender climbs ontop of receiver and steals a kiss

[ lazy ] sender kisses receiver to wake them up from a comfortable sleep

[ dramatics ] as sender and receiver argue back and forth, sender launches forward and kisses receiver to stop the fight

[ distance ] across a large space, sender blows receiver a kiss

[ hold ] sender and receiver are hugging, and sender kisses receiver on the cheek in a tender display

[ regret ] sender and receiver start to kiss, but sender backs away in the middle of it, knowing it's a bad idea

[ reunion ] thinking they'd never see each other again, sender and receiver are reunited and run into each other's arms, sharing a kiss

[ inner ] in a heated moment, sender trails kisses along receiver's inner thigh

[ lovebite ] in the midst of kissing receiver's neck, sender changes tactics and gives them a tender little bite

[ greeting ] sender and receiver greet each other with kisses to both cheeks in quick succession

[ bunny ] sender gives receiver a bunny kiss by rubbing their noses together back and forth

[ supportive ] sender kisses the top of receiver's head

[ fingertips ] sender places light kisses to each of receiver's fingertips

[ tongue ] sender and receiver indulge in a heavy makeout that involves tongue

[ first time ] sender leans in and kisses receiver for the first time

[ final ] sender and receiver share a kiss for the very last time, and they know it's their last

[ storm ] caught in the midst of a torrential downpour, sender can't help but close the distance and kiss receiver in the rain

[ scar ] sender sees one of receiver's scars for the first time and gently kisses it

[ desperate ] the situation is dire, and sender can't stop themselves from rushing forward and crushing receiver into an aggressive, frantic kiss

[ tend ] while tending to receiver's wounds, sender gives receiver a reassuring kiss

[ stolen ] sender and receiver cross paths and can't resist ducking into a safe place to makeout before they carry on with their day

[ irresistable ] sender taunts receiver by easing closer, promising a kiss, and then backing away, making receiver chase their lips

[ lipstick ] sender is wearing lipstick, and uses that fact to mark receiver with a few lipstick stains

[ chest ] sender removes receiver's shirt and immediately rushes forward to kiss their chest

[ shivering ] sender places small kisses all over receiver's stomach

[ fake ] sender and receiver pretend to be a couple and are forced to kiss each other to blend in

[ maybe ] sender and receiver are best friends and experiment with a kiss to see where it goes

loid   is   demisexual   ,   meaning   he   needs   to   have   built   a   strong   connection   with   his   partner   before   venturing   into   sex   &   physical   affection.   once   that   wall   comes   down   ,   he   becomes   a   very   thorough   &   gentle   lover.   he'll   remove   each   article   of   clothing   very   ,   very   slowly   ,   kissing   every   inch   of   skin   that   gets   revealed   as   he   does   so.   he   loves   soft   ,   gentle   ,   romantic   love   ,   but   has   the   capability   of   being   rougher   only   if   his   partner   asks   &   only   if   he's   ready   to   go   that   step. otherwise , he worships his partner & loves whispering soft words of love & praise to them with each bit of affection he gives. he's truly vulnerable when in this state & it's why he's so protective & guarded when it comes to genuine love / romance.

For me it’s about mixing it up and surprising myself, and looking at the last thing I did and thinking about what might be completely opposite to that, really. So it’s not in any opposition to any one particular thing. It’s more in opposition to what I’ve just done and trying to be different. So hopefully after the thriller we might do Legion again. And then after that something different again.

in   loid's   s.tardew   au   ,   he   moves   with   anya   to   get   away   from   the   city   &   he   opens   a   restaurant   called   twilight   that   serves   fresh   &   great   food   supplied   by   pierre's   shop.   he   works   with   pierre   &   gus   to   bring   quality   food   to   the   folks   to   pelican   town   while   trying   to   drive   joja   out   of   the   community.   his   restaurant   specializes   in   dinner courses   ,   but   he   does   have   a   small   little   stand   by   the   caves   for   those   who   go   mining   ,   where   he   provides   small   meals   to   keep   people   going. he employs some of the younger citizens ( like sam & abigail ) to serve both at the restaurant & the stand & every other day during the day , he also works as a psychiatrist for those citizens who need it.

finley couldn't deny how much he cared about loid, but he also couldn't deny how much of a pain in the ass he was. he's well aware that the other man is a psychiatrist, that he understands the human brain, the trauma that their species can go through - which made it very hard for fin to be his usual, self hating / self destruction self. maybe he's frustrated that loid was trying so hard. after all, fin wasn't worth loid being so stressed over. he huffs. 'can you just - stop? please?' finley tries to breathe, shoves down the anger he feels, fists flexing, tight then loose. 'i only have one more day here, can't we just - have a good night? instead of wasting time arguing about why i shouldn't go?'

WHEN   FINLEY   SNAPS   AT   HIM   ,   loid   is   silent   for   a   moment   ,   but   he   isn't   afraid   to   let   his   own   anger   &   frustration   show.   he's   only   trying   to   help   him   &   make   sense   of   his   need   to   leave   &   hunt   for   monsters   all   over   the   country   ,   well   aware   of   his   issues   &   that   there   is   more   to   it   than   just   the   simple   excuses   he   tries   to   use   to   bypass   him.   loid   cares   for   his   mental   health   &   his   well   being   ,   but   when   finley   closes   off   on   him   like   this   ,   it   puts   a   toll   on   his   already   heavy   heart.   he   realizes   he   did   the   same   things   finley   did   when   he   was   a   spy   years   ago   ,   but   he's   learned   his   lesson   &   is   trying   to   do   better   by   being   more   open   with   those   he   loves   &   trusts.   he   doesn't   want   finley   to   continue   on   this   road   ,   but   clearly   he'd   rather   cling   to   bad   habits   rather   than   see   reason.

❝   you   know   ,   we   could   have   more   than   just   one   good   night.   ❞   loid   says   flatly   ,   placing   his   tea   cup   down   onto   the   coffee   table   &   then   crossing   his   arms   over   his   chest.   anya   is   already   in   bed   sleeping   &   thank   god   she   is.   there   is   no   reason   for   her   to   see   them   arguing   ,   &   it'll   be   less   painful   for   her   &   for   finley   if   they   don't   say   goodbye   to   one   another.   it   was   hard   the   last   time   &   neither   of   them   deserve   that   pain.   ❝   we   could   have   multiple   wonderful   evenings   if   you   didn't   run   away   all   the   time.   ❞   because   that's   what   it   was.   he   isn't   just   going   to   work   ,   he's   running   away.   anytime   they   have   arguments   or   something   becomes   too   real   ,   finley   leaves.   loid   isn't   an   idiot   ━━   he   can   clearly   see   the   signs.   ❝   i'm   only   looking   out   for   you.   i   want   you   to   be   happy   &   healthy.   i'm   allowed   to   care   for   you   &   i'm   allowed   to   want   you   to   take   better   care   of   yourself.   that   isn't   something   you   get   to   control.   ❞   a   heavy   sigh   follows   ,   loid   unwilling   to   let   finley   see   the   pain   that   hangs   over   his   head.   ❝   you   can   still   do   your   job   without   leaving   for   months   on   end.   you   could   work   on   yourself   &   still   produce   your   videos   &   cases.   ❞   another   sigh   ,   this   one   much   more   dejected.   ❝   why   .   .   .   are   you   like   this   ?   ❞   POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK   ,   he   thinks   ,   but   he   won't   let   the   thought   linger.   ❝   why   come   here   if   you   don't   want   me   to   care   ?   i   won't   be   the   one   to   hang   around   &   wait   for   you   each   time   ,   finley.   especially   if   you   continue   to   destroy   yourself   in   the   process.   ❞

LOID   MAY   WEAR   THE   FACE   OF   A   DIFFERENT   MAN   TONIGHT   ,   but   he   purses   his   lips   in   a   manner   that   is   so   very   him   as   he   processes   emily's   words   ,   liking   the   idea   of   having   control   over   anya's   program   while   still   allowing   her   to   enjoy   the   show   she   loves   so   much.   he   continues   to   move   slowly   as   the   target   moves   elsewhere   &   out   of   the   ballroom   area.   finally   ,   loid   thinks   to   himself.   WE'RE   MAKING   PROGRESS.   as   he   stands   close   to   the   doorway   where   his   target   just   walked   through   ,   he   takes   a   pause   to   wait   for   emily's   next   instruction   ,   but   is   caught   off   -   guard   by   her   question.   DO   YOU   INTEND   ON   TELLING   HER   ?   the   thought   crossed   his   mind   at   the   start   ,   but   the   answer   was   easier   then.   obviously   , he   still   won't   be   telling   her   at   any   point   considering   how   young   she   is   ,   but   when   she's   older   ?   perhaps   by   then   ,   she   would   understand   ,   but   it   would   go   against   WISE   policy   to   let   her   know   of   his   work.   he   doesn't   even   know   if   he'll   still   be   working   for   WISE   by   that   point.   is   he   meant   to   be   a   spy   forever   ?   to   devote   himself   fully   for   the   sake   of   peace   ?   the   thought   of   retiring   or   even   having   some   semblance   of   a   normal   life   himself   has   never   really   crossed   his   mind.   he's   given   it   up   the   moment   he   began   working   for   WISE.   a   normal   life   with   anya   .   .   .   is   that   in   his   future   ?   ❝   i   .   .   .   i'm   not   sure.   ❞   loid   hates   the   way   he   sounds   when   he   speaks   those   words aloud.   for   a   rare   moment   ,   the   master   agent   twilight   is   actually   UNSURE   of   his   next   move.

when   emily   begins   to   stammer   over   his   compliments   ,   loid   welcomes   the   change   in   subject   ,   but   also   finds   himself   a   bit   confused.   why   would   she   think   he   is   simply   saying   that   to   ❛   butter   her   up   ?   ❜   he   blinks   a   few   times   ,   adjusting   his   glasses   if   only   to   appear   less   suspicious   to   those   around   him.   ❝   i   .   .   .   miss   kelso   ,   i'm   not   saying   these   words   to   distract   you   or   to   gain   something.   i   truly   do   mean   what   i   say.   i   enjoy   working   with   you   &   i   look   forward   to   our   continued   partnership.   ❞   he   frowns.   is   she   just   not   used   to   words   of   genuine   kindness   ?   that's   a   shame   if   so.   ❝   clearly   your   work   has   gone   under   unappreciated   too   long.   i'll   have   to   make   sure   to   praise   you   more   often   ,   so   long   as   it   doesn't   fluster   you   too   much.   ❞   he   smiles.   maybe   he   can't   see   it   ,   but   he   does   have   a   sixth   sense   about   these   things.   when   emily   gives   him   the   go   to   move   ,   he   does   so   without   another   word   ,   his   steps   growing   larger   as   he   reached   the   end   of   the   hallway   to   a   locked   door   ,   where   he   hears   whispers   behind   it   &   the   gentle   ruffling   of   papers.   this   must   be   it   ,   he   thinks.   the   documents   are   being   exchanged   right   now.   ❝   how   many   are   in   there   ?   ❞   loid   asks   ,   assessing   if   he   needs   to   prepare   for   combat   or   if   he'll   have   to   get   the   documents   another   way.   ❝   i'd   like   to   avoid   any   needless   violence   if   possible.   am   i   able   to   sneak   in   &   retrieve   the   documents   quietly   ,   or   will   fighting   my   way   in   there   be   the   only   way   ?   ❞

"you don't have to fully give up your power on the streaming service front. you could tell her the show's time was changed, press play when she's not in the room. things like that." emily is amused and touched by loid's desire to see his daughter succeed in school, reluctant to watch her drown in silly television shows, but a part of emily still sees the innocence of anya's age. the young girl deserves her fun. emily silently promises to vouch for her. "that way, you control the time of the show... and you get to watch it with her. sure, it's not schoolwork, but it's bonding time with her father... the actual spy." emily switches cameras on her feed, finding a new view of loid as they continue their casual chat. "which, by the way, do you ever intend on telling her? when she's older?"

@wiseagent makes humorous, generous comments about emily's old asset, causing the handler to fake a groan and roll her eyes. "god, don't let him hear you say that. his head's already big enough." another camera switch as loid moves, as the target he's following switches directions. then, surprisingly, her rather stoic agent starts turning to soft words and kind compliments, and all emily can do is grab the nearest manila envelope and hurry to conceal her blush. she's not being watched — loid can't even see her — and yet, the instinct is there. she hides herself. "that's... okay, you're buttering me up for something, or you're about to disobey my instructions and you're trying to distract me away from it. you're too nice. something's wrong." emily's eyes dart back to the monitor and settle on the tiny pixels of his eyes, watching him through the camera and wondering if he, too, wishes they were in the same room. "but thank you. even if you're faking me out, thank you. i'm trying to keep you alive so you can watch more shows with anya." emily punches a key on her keyboard. "left hall, right side. go now."

Persona 5 - Beneath the Mask

AS   FRUSTRATED   AS   HE   IS   WITH   HER APPEARANCE   ,   he   can't   deny   the   sense   of   relief   he   feels   sweeping   his   shoulders at her arrival   ,   knowing   what   a   valuable   asset   she   could   be   in   the   wake   of   his   newest   mission.   a   deceitful   politician   is   rumored   to   have   been   using   the   funds   meant   for   furthering   education   for   children   for   their   own   gain   ,   &   he   needs   access   to   his   office   &   computer   to   retrieve   the   proof   &   broadcast   it   for   the   city   to   see.   this   man   shouldn't be permitted to represent the people   ,   &   loid   felt   it   prudent   to   get   the   information   out   to the citizens of this city as   soon   as   possible.   this   event   is   boring   &   filled   with   the   same   sort   of   people   he's   used   to   dealing   with   on   his   missions , so he isn't too uncomfortable in this element.   the   politician's   office   is   only   a   few   floors   above   them &   he   could   easily   slip   over   there   &   get   what   he   needs   ,   but   he   has   eyes   on   him   ━━   the   guards   watching   everyone   closely   &   there's   no   doubt   his   office   has   the   same   if   not   more   security.   felicia   being   here   is   no   doubt   because   she   caught   wind   of   his   plans   ﹙   how   she   figures   these   things   out   ,   he'll   never   know   ﹚   ,   but   if   he   could   convince   her   to   help   him   ,   perhaps   he   can   finish   this   mission with   little   to   no   detection.   right   .   .   .   he   supposes   he'll   have   to   play   the   game   her   way   tonight.

❝   you   always   manage   to   find   me   when   i'm   at   my   busiest.   ❞   the   theme   of   the   event   is   masquerade   ,   which   works   out   well   for   him   in   this   regard.   it   means   he   doesn't   have   to   concoct   a   new   disguise   for   this   one   particular   mission   ,   but   he's   sure   his   mask   is   what   made   it   easier   for   felicia   to   find   him.   it's   similar   to   the   one   he   wears   every   day when out at night   ,   with   a   few   accents   to   match   the   other   patrons   at   this   event.   ❝   you   here   for   pleasure   or   are   you   following   me ?   ❞   he   grabs   her   hand   ,   almost   as   if   to   pull   her   into   a   dance   ,   but   he   keeps   the   grip   firm   ,   his   voice   dropping   to   a   deadly whisper.   ❝   what   do   you   want   ,   felicia   ?   come   to   laugh at   me   ,   or   to   help   me   ?   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᶜᵒᶰᶠᶤᵈᵉᶰᵗᶤᵃˡ·     beneath   the   mask ﹕ @bllakcat   as   felicia   hardy.

like   this   for   some   personalized   asks   from   loid   !

@wiseagent.

THEY   WERE   RISKING   A   LOT   BY   CONTINUING   THIS   AFFAIR   ,   their   once   argumentative   encounters   now   filled   with   desperation   &   need   ,   time   against   them   as   loid   dropped   by   to   give   her   intel   ,   as   well   as   indulge   in   her   world for   a   moment.   this   is   unlike   him   ━━   when   it   came   to   women   ,   he   knew   how   to   restrain   himself   from   his   own   personal   desires.   it   was   easy   because   he   never   felt   those   feelings   &   was   more   than   ready   to   accept   a   life   where   he   never   acted   on   those   desires   until   genevieve   entered   his   life.   he   tried   to   resist   her   ,   to   tell   himself   his   attraction   to   her   was   some   sort   of   trance   done   by   her   doing   ,   but   now   he's   accepted   his   fate   &   willingly   lays   in   her   web   ,   more   than   ready   &   willing   to   be   devoured   by   her   if   she   pleases.   TO   HELL   WITH   THE   COLLECTIVE.   they   had   been   lying   to   him   for   god   knows   how   long.   if   not   for   genevieve   ,   he   never   would   have   realized   the   truth.   if   not   for   her   ,   he   never   would   have   begun   living.

the   kisses   to   his   neck   are   enough   to   arouse   a   desperate   need   in   him   ,   one   hand   perched   onto   her   back   as   she   begins   her   ministrations   ,   the   other   clutching   onto   the   arm   of   the   chair   &   hanging   on   for   dear   life.   the   edge   of   her   teeth   gently   graze   across   his   skin   &   a   soft   gasp   leaves   his   lips   ,   not   at   all   expecting   that   from   her   ,   but   she   doesn't   bite   him   fully   ,   only   flirting   with   the   idea   of   biting   him   ━━   feeding   from   him.   loid's   eyes   roll   back   a   bit   before   he   shuts   them   fully ,   doing   his   best   to   control   the   sounds   he   wants   desperately to   let   out.   god   ,   he'd   be   a   mess   if   he   just   let   himself   go.   even   that   was   a   task   he   wasn't   ready   to   experience   just   yet.   ❝   you   will   be   the   death   of   me   ,   ❞   loid   mumbles   ,   hips   rocking   into   her   slightly   in   response   to   her   teasing   tongue.   her   eyes   glow   with   that   hunger   that   he's   seen   from   her   one   other   time   before   ,   when   he   almost   found   himself   outnumbered   by   a   bunch   of   vampires   at   that first visit to the   poppy   house.   it   was   a   possessive   look   ━━   even   then   ,   she   had   claimed   him.   ❝   i   have   .   .   .   no   need   to   be afraid   of   your   bite   ,   darling.   we   talked   about   this   ,   &   i   would   be   more   than   willing   to   let   you   have   me   if   that's what you craved.   ❞   even   saying   those   words   ,   he   can't   help   but   swallow thickly.   everything   was   still   so   new   to   him   ,   but   if   loid   were   to   give   himself   fully   ,   genevieve   would   absolutely   be   the   women   he'd   do   it   for.   ❝   in   fact   ,   i   .   .   .   i   want   you   too.   ❞   he   blushes   ,   never   once   admitted   anything   like   this   before.   he   moves   in   closer   ,   eyes   growing   heavy   ,   his   breath   a   touch   ragged   before   kissing   her   lips   ,   then moving to her   cheek   &   then her   ear   ,   where   he   gently   blows   hot air.   ❝   do   you   need   me   to   beg   for   you   ?   ❞   loid   whispers   gently   in   her   native   tongue   ,   his   hand   now   gently   stroking   her   arm   ,   enjoying   the   sensation   of   her   cold   skin.   ❝   i   don't   bow   to   just   anyone   ,   but   you   ?   i'd   be   your   willing   slave   if   you   so   desired.   ❞

LOID FORGER: LOVEBITE. IN THE MIDST OF KISSING SENDER'S NECK, RECEIVER CHANGES TACTICS AND GIVES THEM A LITTLE BITE. the scent of him is nearly intoxicating. has been, since the moment loid stepped into any close proximity to genevieve, though in the beginning, she would not be so willing to admit that. now, draped across his lap, her face buried into the place where his shoulder meets his neck, genevieve inhales, his smell distinct and addictive. they've breached the subject of feeding, though they both agreed that there was a time and place for such an intimate act. as she kissed his skin, even as she opened her mouth and bare her teeth, she does not intend to break skin, nor taste him in the way she's beginning to crave. instead, the action is nothing more than a nibble, tongue flitting over the small mark she leaves before genevieve pulls away to gaze at loid. 'you smell so sweet, mi amour,' it may be startling to see the glow of her eyes, dim but there, lavender in color. 'does it frighten you when i use my teeth?' @wiseagent.

ship tag drop don't look at me.

you   know   loid   overheard   from   his   neighbors   that   kids   need   to   bask   in   fun   activities   like   egg   hunts   &   stuff   &   it's   a   shame   if   parents   don't   do   that   for   their   kids   ,   so   his   immediate   thought   that   he'll   be   seen   as   a   bad   dad   / have his identity discovered if   he   doesn't   create   an   elaborate   egg   hunting   game   for   anya   &   he   stays   up   late   filling   up   eggs   &   creating   the   perfect   basket   for   her right before easter.

despite   only   pretending   to   be   a   dad   /   husband   ,   loid   is   really   talented   in   so   many   things.   he   can   cook   ,   bake   ,   sew   ,   fix   things around the house   .   .   .   he   learned   all   these   things   just   to   fit   the   role   ,   but   maybe   he   also   finds   enjoyment   in   these   activities   too.