❝If you want a M O N S T E R, ...

Sun, 22 Feb 2015 02:24:37 -0500

❝If you want a M O N S T E R,
I’ll give you a motherfucking monster.❞

( fandomless, selective oc written by kathryne.
graphic credit goes to sometimesbatman. )

portraitmaker “Rhy, just let me take the fucking picture.”

Sun, 22 Feb 2015 02:21:18 -0500

portraitmaker

“Rhy, just let me take the fucking picture.”

❦b e l l e o b s c u r i t é ❦ it’s not as if events like these are unusual, not really. the...

Sun, 22 Feb 2015 02:11:51 -0500

❦b e l l e o b s c u r i t é ❦

it’s not as if events like these are unusual, not really. the two of them always get
looked at & flirted with   they’re both decent enough looking, enough to be
considered attractive    & they know it. at least, rhyden’s almost certain kili
knows that as well. he’s long since begun to find the flirting amusing, since the
two of them truly can’t make their relationship much more obvious.  he hums
contently, thumb idly stroking along his lover’s knuckles as they hold hands.

each time the waitress comes by she tries to flirt a bit more, & a part of rhy
wants to pity her. at least she’s trying, right? that has to count for something.
even if it counts for ‘ways to be an idiot 101’ it’s still something. finally, their
waitress makes way towards them with their food, but that’s when kili does
something rhy never could have expected, but it’s so kili that he can’t help
but feel like he should have expected it.

one minute, his husband is on the other side of the table, & the next, kili’s
managed to worm his way right on to rhy’s lap. he tries his best not to laugh,
but he can’t help it as his arms slip around his husband’s waist, can’t help it
as he eagerly tilts his head up for the kisses placed against his jaw. can’t
help it as he gently kisses kili & then smirks at their waitress.finally, she turns
to leave & rhy flicks his husband’s arm, gently. ❛ you’re an idiot, even if you
are my idiot. ❜

Being a bounty hunter means you need to have a certain air of innocence about you when some situations arise. If one of your targets is mentioned, you’re to be calm and clueless. Generally, you don’t want to attract too much attention to yourself, either, which means a strict following of proper social conduct.

That doesn’t include sitting on your husband’s lap in the middle of a restaurant.

Kili doesn’t quite give a damn, though. He was never jealous in high school, save for when they weren’t dating and Rhy was asked out, but that’s beside the point. He was never jealous as a teenager, and up until they got married, he was lax about it. He knows that Rhy’s attractive, and he considers letting them stare at his husband a gift in its own, since at any moment they could either be shot in the head or sliced up with knives.

Kili knows Rhy’s attractive, and knows that other people will appreciate it. He understands and he lets it happen. He knows that he himself is decent looking, and Rhy doesn’t act up like this when he’s looked at, but Kili can’t help it.

Something about this bitch just bothers him, so he lets out a louder than necessary hum when he feels his husband’s arms around his middle, and smiles into the gentle kiss pressed to his lips.

Kili blinks innocently, wiggling on Rhy’s lap just a tad. He drags his lips across Rhy’s jaw, hands finding Rhy’s and covering them.

“What? I just wanted to be closer to you, doll. And there are no specific rules against me sitting on the love of my life’s lap.”

not alright

❝If you want a M O N S T E R, ...

portraitmaker “Rhy, just let me take the fucking picture.”

❦b e l l e o b s c u r i t é ❦ it’s not as if events like these are unusual, not really. the...