𝓅𝑜𝓅 𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 !

TLDR; As someone who refused to let ARTPOP die & made an entire blog based on the album years later in 2019 because I would not let the album die:  I TOLD YOU SO!!!!!!

“The tire slashing fairy, huh?”

He repeated, shaking his head a little in amusement as he took in the damage that had been done.

“I’ve been there.”

He confessed, absent mindedly running his fingers through his wavy hair for a moment.

“I’d offer to help change your tires. But I’ve only got one spare..”

He observed with a hint of amusement.

“But I can take ya wherever ya wanna go. Think I know a guy who can help.”

He offered her kindly.

“——YUP.” emphasis placed on the exaggerated ‘puh’ sound as confirmation to his question, candy nodded her head as if the insistence of having her tired slashed by a fairy wasn’t the most normal event in the universe. weirder shit has happened in the past when leaving the clubs after a night full of partying; don’t even get her started on the chaos of the underground raves. the fact that jackson even offered to help her repair the self-inflicted damage to her car was beyond anything she could have asked for, none the less when she heard his gracious offer to drive her somewhere else. 

“you’ve also been attacked by a tire-slashing fairy after a party? consider us soulmates.” was candy teasing him? of course she was. but that also begged the question: where the hell was she going, anyway? not even candy necessarily had the answer to that question; evidenced by her nose scrunching in deep thought. 

“ Garden gnomes certainly exhibit sneaky behaviors, it has been said. ” But the pattern of lines & smears the bright blue paint made on the surrounding canvases told the nest master that the culprit was more likely to be a very familiar tall & strong figure. and there may have been some early morning texts that had arrived on his phone as clues. Godric hovered in the doorway—- a habit of his— before announcing, “ there is breakfast if you are hungry… Or rather, dinner at this hour. ”

On his retreat towards the kitchen he called to the twin, “ there should be enough silver objects in the ‘library’ to help with that gnome. Unless you’d prefer that he make a return tonight. ”

GODRIC WAS A WORTHY OPPONENT: candy hadn’t met someone who could match her sarcasm ( other than indie ) word for word in years. more often than not her metaphors tended to land the woman strange & off putting looks in her direction—— no wonder why indie wanted to keep this particular vampire close! everything was beginning to make sense. at the mention of breakfast, the half asleep twin didn’t needed to be told twice, the sheets immediately being discarded halfway across the room along with her half naked body jumping out of bed in pursuit of the vampire.

“ Of course, ” His voice was not judgemental in the least. The vampire had gotten quite good at humoring people (at least when his patience was up for it). He tilted his head just enough to get a better look at all the different colors and patterns that the paint made across her skin. Art was a fascination of Godric’s but he was not at all talented in it. Perhaps it was the mind of an artist that was what fascinated him more so than the actual product. “ So what can you do to keep the garden gnomes out of your paint, if anything? ”

EXHAUSTED ARMS STRETCH OUTWARDS as an unusually loud sigh escapes from within her chest & out into the surrounding guest bedroom. What the hell had transpired last night? Oh, that’s right. Almost immediately the smile on her face began to grow tenfold as the memories from last night began flooding back into the forefront of her mind—— the smeared paint on the canvases in the corner of the room, along with the tarps, gave her a pretty decent inclination on what exactly happened. The only thing she could say for certain was that it was not garden gnomes that painted her butt blue but perhaps from a fellow vampire. Was Godric teasing her? As she begins to raise in the bed Candy doesn’t even notice ( or simply doesn’t care ) that the paint-stained sheets slipped enough to reveal her bare chest, not that she minded. She was too busy trying not to laugh at her own joke: “Silver.” 

come to me with all your subtext & fantasy. just do that thing that you do in a perverse hue. lovers kites are flown on beaches for public sight, the COLOR PALETTE you choose, can profit you… a HYBRID can withstand these things. my heart can beat with bricks and strings. my ARTPOP could mean a n y t h i n g !

come to me with all your subtext & fantasy. just do that thing that you do in a perverse hue. lovers kites are flown on beaches for public sight, the COLOR PALETTE you choose, can profit you… a HYBRID can withstand these things. my heart can beat with bricks and strings. my ARTPOP could mean a n y t h i n g !

@without-an-alibi​ joins candy at the rave: ❛ So you tell me how in the holy hell did you possibly kill this truck? ❜

CANDY DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO ANSWER SUCH A QUESTION. how was she supposed to know what happened to kill the vehicle? if she had known the answer, she wouldn’t have had to call him out there in the middle of nowhere to come and get her—— but then again, it was pretty obvious from the slashed tires that something ( or someone ) on why the truck refused to start. some of those after parties can get a little too crazy with the alcohol among other substances.

―   𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄   .   it was addicting   ,   almost intoxicating as he watched her eyes lighting up brightly   ,   the corners of her mouth dancing up so high on her cheeks that her teeth were revealed   .   again   ,   it caused him to mirror her actions   ,   his heart JUMPING in his chest   .   not a FEELING he was super familiar with and yet   ,   the blond enjoyed it   .   ❛   both it is then   !!   ❜   he agreed though   ,   he surely would never let a girl pay for him   .   in that sense   ,   xavier really was old-fashioned   .   he would feel ASHAMED to ask a woman out on a date and then NOT pay for her food and enjoyment   .   however   ,   since he did not want to leave it up for debate he didn’t mention it yet   .   merely would he pay both when it was time   .   luckily   ,   the line for pretzels was short so a FEW minutes later they found themselves slowly walking towards the cotton candy stand   .   ❛ uh you know   ― – ‑   just coming back to WHAT we were talking about   .   ❜

―   while they were walking and talking   ,   the blond took small bites of the pretzel and offered SOME to her too so they could share the delicious food   .   ❛   those guys must have been pricks   .   men can be   ― – ‑  terrible to women   .   which is also why people would have to say nasty things about me   ,   i’m sure   .   i must admit that i have broken a heart or two   .   though   ,   it was NEVER for fun   !!  i always clear up my INTENTIONS right away but feelings sometimes aren’t as straight forward as intentions   ,   you know   ?  so things happen   .   but i try my best not to be an asshole   .   ❜   xavier winked at her   ,   hoping to LIGHTEN UP the mood after such a heavy topic   . 

―   blue eyes wander over to the roller coaster she had suggested   .   even though   ,   he was naturally afraid of heights   ,   xavier felt on cloud nine around candy   .   he’d go on the right WITHOUT hesitation   .   if she wanted to do it   ,   he wanted to do it   .   eyes went back to her   .   ❛   we should let the food sink in a little before we take on it though   .   don’t want EITHER of us to get sick   .   ❜   the rest of the pretzel was offered to her as the blond got in like for their dessert   .   ❛   oh   ,   by the way   !!   ❜   the blond started again   .   ❛   another rave is coming up   .   technically   ,   i SHOULD wait until the end of our date to ask you for a second one but i would really like to invite you to it   .   if you’re willing to go with me   ?   ❜

TO EVEN THINK SHE CONSIDERED NOT COMING! she’s heard about xavier’s reputation around town with the ladies. or rather her sister was the one to hear about the gossip ( candy’s never been the type of person to be personally involved with the hearsay ) and she’d been kind enough to go out of her way and WARN candy about the potential of getting her heart broken. how’d she put it again? oh, that’s right —— ‘he’s a no good player who only looks out for his own selfish wants and needs.’ while she and her sister didn’t necessarily BELIEVE in the hate - fueled rumors around town she was still grateful to have a sister who only wanted to look out for her well - being. 

“oh, yeah! i’ve heard some... things.” her voice began to low to a whisper as she responded, realizing too late that her choice to tell him about what she’d heard from her sister might not have been the best idea for their first date. taking advantage of the pause, candy reached out to break off a piece of the pretzel that xavier offered her, hastily chewing the food in order to stall. the last thing she wanted him to think was that she AGREED with what everyone else was saying about him. if xavier could be upfront and honest about his past, then she could do him the favor of returning the gesture with her own honesty. besides, what else did the two of them have to do while waiting in line for their cotton candy? eat some more?