FORGIVE ME FATHER.

listen . . .  if ur muse is a supernatural being . . .  hit bekah’s line.  also,  if you play either of the winchesters, big bonus.

      ❝   GIVE ME A      PROPER REASONING      as to   why  i   shouldn’t      tear  you limb from limb to where you stand  right now.        i  have  committed no  atrocity of any sort                  YOU  ,   MY DEAR HUNTER  ,   have  quite  some  nerve  to  stand    so cockily.    ❞ 

  ‘   i find it quite funny when they flee with their tails up their asses.    particularly since they truly believed i’d be daggered for good  ,     don’t you agree         MISS HUNTER   ?     ’     heartily does she laugh,   and never has light felt so embracing.   not only does she mean the sun’s radiant rays, but also mainly the aura resonating off the huntress.     hands are placed on her hips, as she arches a brow at the other, further chuckling.     ‘   hope you didn’t miss me too much,  however,   i do love a proper welcoming every once and then.    one that doesn’t inclue NIKLAUS’  dagger into my  heart, of course.   ‘        //  ichorslain **

   ‘  i was to be married once.  alexander was his name         bloody hell,   he was charming and i was surely in love.    we had even picked out a church, SAN VITTORE IN BRIENNO. ’     the heart-wrenching recollections of the past ached  ,     yet she remained composed, for she was not one to display weakness so easily.     whenever she pictured of what could have been    ,    it did nothing but further the hurt that she obtained those centuries ago.   ‘   of course that was until he drove a dagger into my heart              quite ironic,  as that is how my brother had ended up killing him.    ‘    // coldbarbie  **

   ‘  a girl’s got to eat and i intend to .    ah-ah manners now, we’re in public.  do be careful, we don’t need another animal on the loose. ’      she taunts him, a fathomable banter between two  ALPHA species.   he’s the alpha of his kind ,  and she’s one of hers.    oh,  what joy she earned from butting heads.   she’s testing him          if it wasn’t clear enough.   she strolls towards him ,   as she provokingly runs her fingers gently across his chest.   ‘   oh,       he was divine.    go on ,  have a whiff  if you must.   i’m sure the sweet scent of his blood is still lingering.      ‘    //  wolfteethed **

  ‘   you try being stuck in a box for ninety years            having a CENTURY stolen from you unwillingly. ’      she says annoyed  ;    as that was something she surely was never going to forgive her brother for   ,      no matter how many times he apologized for it.   her countenance scrunches in grotesque at the blaring instrumentals            causing her to shake her head in nothing but disapproval.     an ORIGINAL  could only deal with so much modernized things.     ‘   oh how i wish i still was in the TWENTIES and hadn’t gotten the privilege stripped from me             the music then would put this nonsense to waste.             .....     anyways,   i plan to take a breather outside and recall such times,       you’re free to tag along if you wish.     ‘   // exubiytsa **