The Magnus Archives Season One: Slow And Eery Build Up To The Idea That All These Statements Are Connected

The Magnus Archives season one: slow and eery build up to the idea that all these statements are connected and there’s something much much bigger going on

The Magnus protocol season one: Mr Blobby is a government assassin

Came home to a scolding about how I'm overweight because I don't move and never do anything and I'm destroying my health for being lazy

Just what I needed right now

I also love how they casually forget I have an actual issue with my knee that makes it so I can't do any sport but walking, cycling, and swimming. And guess who gets told I'm coming up with excuses if I try to bring it up as an obstacle. I swear I'm actually scared of doing sport, or even doing as little as going out when it's raining, just because of my knee problem. But I guess it's not that big a deal if they say so

Istg I'd be fine with sport if I had a way to incorporate it into my day-to-day without going so out of the way or if I didn't feel like losing weight was the only way to determine if "I'm doing port right"

Any ponderings regarding Mike crew? (Perchance do you know of/care about Terminal Velocity?)

Oh I've heard of that! That's a fun one. I think Oliver would enjoy being pulled into the vast, if only so he wouldn't have to see all the tendrils, barring the whole vertigo issue. I miss mike crew, I want him to come back. Don't care that he's killed people he should have killed more

Got THE pocket watch ever and I'm absolutely in love with it. So excited about it I had to share it here too. It's just so perfect!!!!

Wondering how and why are my fics with ocs that are related to no fandom at all have more views and/or likes than the ones that do have a fandom attached

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, I'm happy people are finding out about my ocs

But I'm just so confused like ??? The reach of a non-fandom oc driven story should be way less than the one of a specific fandom with some canon characters thrown in there, no???

Either way I'm happy just very confused lol

Surprise! Another prompt done! I'm not sure how I managed to squeeze out a new one today after having written a different one already, but I'm not complaining. Kairos and Kyn are always a pleasure to write about. Plus its been forever since I wrote any smut and I'm happy with how it came out!

Day 8: Umbrellas

Fandom: None

Summary: Kairos wakes up next to her beloved, but in the middle of their affections, something breaks the moment.

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1,751

Characters: Kairos (OC), Arkyn (OC)

Kairos shifted in the lavish bed, taking some blankets with her. Yet an unexpected opposition against her tug made her try again in vain. With one last try, now half awake and half asleep, she finally managed to bring the blankets to her side, along with something else.

The queen readjusted herself to cuddle up the vampire, one arm resting on her chest and one leg lazily draped over hers, both women entangled in bed. Queen Arkyn yawned, opening her eyes slowly as she woke up. She glanced up at her companion, Kairos’ white hair tangled and messy after last night’s activities, her pale skin decorated with almost completely faded bite marks and hickeys. Kairos glanced down at her beloved as well, softly cupping her cheek as she admired her in all her glory, the sheets doing little to nothing to hide their bare bodies. She felt a surge of lust reawaken as her eyes travelled down to the queen’s chest and torso, hers free of any love marks to ensure her husband wouldn’t suspect a thing. The blankets cut off the great view far too early for her liking, but she remained civil. They had drunk plenty of wine the night before, and while Kairos could barely feel the effects of alcohol in her body—a perk from being an immortal being with regenerative healing powers—the queen wasn’t so lucky, and the vampire didn't want to disturb her if she suffered from a hangover.

Kyn’s skin was warm to the touch, while hers was cold as a corpse, giving away her undead nature. The queen melted into Kairos’ affections with a dreamy sigh, earning a chuckle from her forbidden partner.

“What’s so funny?” Kyn questioned as Kairos caressed her cheek with her thumb.

“Nothing. I just find it endearing how the oh-so-wise and stoic queen becomes a puddle of sighs and blushes in my arms” she replied teasingly, a playful yet sweet smile tugging at her lips.

The queen, a woman well into her 40s, pouted at the tease. She shifted on the bed to get on top of Kairos, her head now resting on her bare chest as the vampire traced idle lines along her back.

“At least I’m not the one who needs a pillow to quiet myself at night”, Kyn teased back, her grin growing as Kairos blushed.

“Quiet, you”

The queen giggled at her mumbled words and leaned in to kiss her.

Kairos happily returned the kiss.

While these nightly encounters were fewer and more scattered than Kairos would have liked, there were nights like that one when they were free to enjoy each other’s company without interruptions. With the king gone for some important meeting in the neighbouring kingdom, their kids off with their grandfather for the weekend, and little to nothing significant for the queen to do, both women had agreed to meet up and enjoy themselves. And enjoyed themselves they had.

Their clothes lay scattered around the bedroom floor, having been tossed and quickly forgotten by the couple amid their haste to make it to the bed; the cups of wine still had some remnants of the drink, the bottle open and empty.

Kyn’s lips travelled down from Kairos’ own to her jawline, gently sucking and nipping at her neck as she lowered her head further. The vampire hummed at her affections, one hand grabbing the queen’s waist and the other tangled between her hair.

The previous night, the queen’s room had been filled with sounds of pleasure and desperation, a shared feeling of urgency to explore each other’s bodies once more. Sweet laughter and whispers followed by gasps and whimpers, moans muffled by lips or pillows to ensure the castle would remain ignorant of their activities. However, that same sense of urgency had disappeared, replaced by something else.

As the queen glanced up at Kairos, the vampire gently lifted her and pushed her against the mattress, now with her on top and her precious Kyn underneath her. That was how they usually started those encounters, yet later, they often found themselves in opposite positions and roles, and both were very much on board with it. Their eyes locked briefly, and Kairos couldn’t help but admire the view before her. While time had yet to affect her physical appearance, her lover had grown older with the years—some grey hairs mixed in between her brunette locks; her porcelain-like skin showed creases along her mouth and eyes, and her eyes, while still ignited by the same passion she shared for her, lacked a certain shinning, a flicker of youth Kairos had once thought permanent in her gaze.

The vampire felt her heart ache, a sudden sadness threatening to take over her mind. If only she had reached out sooner rather than hiding as a monster, scared of getting rejected by her beloved, maybe then they could have shared countless more nights like that one. Perhaps she wouldn’t have been forced to marry that dreadful husband of hers. Maybe-

“Kai?” the queen’s soft voice broke the vampire’s thread of thoughts, her eyes once more landing on her bare form and the sadness leaving way for a familiar burning passion.

“Yes, my sweet?”

“If, you know, you don’t want to do this again, that’s alright. I know I’m not exactly in my prime, and giving birth does take its toll on a woman’s body…” Arkyn laughed nervously, a soft blush spreading to her cheeks, feeling like a teenager talking with her first crush all over again.

Kairos shut her up with a kiss, earning a gasp from her lover yet feeling her melting into it regardless. Once their lips parted, leaving both women breathless, Kairos reached out and gently caressed her cheek.

“You are even more beautiful than I could have hoped,” she murmured as she studied her lover’s body, her hungry gaze leaving no patch of skin unseen. “I just wish I had reunited with you earlier to worship you as you deserve.”

Worship. That was it. Someone as beautiful, kind, witty… As perfect as her dear queen deserved nothing, if not the treatment of a goddess from her followers. She deserved to be worshipped and pampered, to be treated like a deity amongst men. Kairos might have lost time, but she was more than willing to make up for it all.

Before Kairos could fully delve into the s heets once more to prove to her queen just how much she still wanted her, a sound broke the quiet of the night. A rooster’s song made its way to the queen’s chambers, making Kairos halt her assault on the queen’s chest. She frowned, glancing up to the window. As a former farm girl, she was used to the sounds of the animals, and she knew by heart at what time of the day each felt more active. It was true that they had fallen asleep, but surely their slumber had lasted less than an hour, a couple at most… right?

“Something wrong?” Arkyn asked breathlessly, her eyes half-lidded as she glanced up at her partner.

“…What time is it, Kyn?”

“Uh…”

The queen got up from bed, leaving Kairos alone between the sheets and furs that sat atop the luxurious mattress. Kyn stumbled towards her desk; the discarded clothes, the darkness, and her residual dizziness made her trip by accident on some of the garments. She reached for her pocket watch, and her eyes widened as she registered the time. Kairos didn’t reach to see the hour, but her night vision allowed her to catch the surprise etched on her lover’s face. She frowned at her expression, raising her head from the comfortable pillows.

“Kyn?” she urged her.

“So… It’s kind of a little bit past 6.50 AM”, she answered softly, trying to keep panic from settling into Kairos, which happened anyway.

The vampire usually left the castle far earlier than that, not daring to be found out by the queen’s maids that barged into her bedroom with the sunrise, or even worse, getting caught by daylight and burning alive as she tried to return to her manor. If it was that late already, then the sun would come out any minute now, and both Kairos and the princess knew the castle wasn’t a safe place for her to wait out the daylight while hiding from everyone.

“How did we sleep so much?!” Kairos gathered her clothes along with Kyn, putting them on in a rush.

“Well, there was the wine, and then we did end up pretty tired after we tried that new thing with the candles…” the queen murmured under her breath as she searched for something, making Kairos blush.

“It was rhetorical , Kyn, but thank you for the reminder; I was there, too.” She started buttoning her blouse, yet her hands kept clumsily missing the small holes. “Ugh, stupid buttons!” She gave up on her blouse and floated around the room as she put on one shoe, looking for the other all at once. “Have you seen my other heel?”

“Bathtub?” Kairos quickly flew into the queen’s private bathroom, finding her lost heel and necklace inside the tub.

“Thank you, love.”

Arkyn felt a quick kiss on her cheek as she kept digging in her closet, Kairos putting on her heel on the other side of the room. Her hands fumbled around the different drawers and compartments, frantically searching every nook and cranny of her wardrobe. Just as Kairos was about to announce her departure, the queen rose victorious from her search and rushed to her side.

“Here. It’ll help you avoid the first rays of sun.”

Kairos looked down at her hands as the queen passed her what she had been looking for: an umbrella. She looked up at her beloved, her smile causing one of her own to appear on her face, and she gently kissed her lips.

“I’ll be back tonight”, she promised, the vampire’s lips lingering on the queen’s for a second longer than necessary.

“And I’ll be waiting for you. Now go before the sun catches you.”

With a heavy heart, Kairos opened the window and opened the umbrella. She glanced back at the queen, her body refusing to go away so soon, yet the sense of rush grew with each passing second.

After sending her one last kiss, the vampire jumped out of the window and flew away, her figure soon becoming a blur for the queen, who watched her departure from her bedroom.