I am what you think about me.

You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine. (For Alan!)

It wasn't unknown that the Frog brothers weren't well liked in Santa Carla and every so often if the one of the boys were alone, they often got bullied. It just so happened that on his way home he got cornered and beat up.

He had managed to stumble his way home and collapse in the couch, the pain running through him, he had no idea what he looked like but he knew it couldn't have been pretty.

After a few hours, Edgar had asked Saskia to go and check on Alan since he hadn't turned up at the comic book shop, which was very unlike him.

Saskia hadn't realised Alan hadn't turned up for work since she'd been busy at the diner, it wasn't until Edgar had turned up and asked her to check on him that she'd gotten a sinking feeling that something was wrong.

Claiming an emergency, she'd rushed out of the diner and towards the Frog house, not even bothering to knock and just waltzed right in. And once she saw the state of Alan, she instantly went into overprotective mode.

"It's not nothing, don't give me that," she muttered, already starting to take his shirt off. "Who did this to you? I want names, I'll sort 'em out."

I know nothing about you, and yet we are expected to spend our lives together.

We both know this is about money, why pretend otherwise?

I know neither of us want this, but lets try and make the best of it.

Do not think this ring on my finger means you have my heart.

Just because we're married doesn't mean I'm going to share your bed.

If I drink enough, maybe I can forget I don't want to be here.

This is politics, not love.

If I am to be married against my will, I at least am going to be a sight no one will forget.

My freedom is a small price to pay for my people's safety.

At least in front of others, let us pretend we're in love.

I won't hold you to a promise your parents made for you.

I cannot love you, but perhaps we can be friends.

Are we simply commodities to be traded for peace and power?

Perhaps love will come in time.

They were forced to marry me, I can hardly admit I've fallen in love with them.

Is lineage and money all that matters? Whatever happened to romance?

I did not want this either, I won't tell anyone if you wish to run.

I'm not asking for love, just for them to be kind.

Smile. Everyone is watching.

The ceremony is over. You can stop pretending now.

I'll sleep in my office, you may have the bed.

It's not too late to run.

Do you think in another life, we could have chosen each other?

"Now where is the fun in that?" He questioned her with a small chuckle, leaning back against booth. He stayed quiet as he watched her before deciding to tell her where to go.

As soon as Saskia was told where he was, she made her way over to his booth, completely ignoring anyone and everyone around her. A small smirk on her lips as she stood in front of him.

"Here was me thinking you were gonna make me work for the pleasure of your company," she spoke before settling down on a seat opposite him.

"Do I get to know your name or are you the type to prefer a title?" she asked, taking a sip of her cocktail.

Smiling as Rosie giggled, Quinni nodded her head. "Of course that's okay! You know how much I love snuggles with Rosie!" She beamed as she took Saskia's daughter off of her.

Holding the sweet girl close to her, Quinni began to bounce up and down. "Should we help mamma get a snack? Yes we should!" The redhead cooed as she looked at Rosie who was giggling again.

Saskia was always so thankful that Rosie and Quinni had bonded, she wasn't sure what she would do if they didn't. Her daughter was her whole world, but Quinni meant everything to her too. So it was important that they were bonded.

Rosie giggled as she was bounced up and down in Quinni's arms, her hands reacting out to tug on the redhead's hair. She always loved getting to spend time with the other, even if it was just sleeping in her arms.

In the kitchen, Saskia tried to find something healthy for all three of them; but she did have a bad habit of just making unhealthy snacks for herself and Quinni but Rosie would always get the fresh fruit and good food, it's what the toddler deserved. "Grubs up!" She called out, placing three plates down.

MISCELLANEOUS PROMPTS FROM MY SPOTIFY ALL-TIME TOP SONGS PLAYLIST! ( PART 2/3 )

i hate that i'll never really know if you're telling the truth.

one perfect night's not enough.

this will pass like the weather.

we make the ground our grave by layin' in it.

i'm just trying to find my purpose.

i spoke the words, but never gave a thought to what they all could mean.

all i want is another try.

we won't live too long, so let's love for one song.

the stars look very different today.

are you tired of being alone?

i hope you get your ballroom floor, your perfect house with rose red doors.

i'll do my best to stay out of your way.

i believed you were crazy.

i got your initials inside a heart tattoo.

i didn't mean to call you that.

i'm sorry i don't laugh at the right times.

in a little while, i'll be gone.

i guess what's done is done.

i know a place, and it ain't too far.

maybe this is what i get for leaving you out in the cold.

your voice is the perfect sound.

i think you ought to stay away from here.

tell me everything that bothers you.

i miss you like a little kid.

there's nobody who can set me right.

i can't let you take the blame today.

now all your love is wasted.

haven't been at home in more years than i care to say.

a dream is all i have.

i'm so bored that i'd be entertained by a linoleum floor.

they always say it's clear to see how parts of you shine through in me.

you and all your friends were all right about me all along.

i still don't know how i even survive.

if you really love me, you should want the best for me.

i can't help that you're led astray.

i should have been there when you needed a friend.

don't you think i know exactly where i stand?

we can escape now.

Saskia glanced at him, shaking her head before she walked past him. "Don't do that, don't make me think I can have my cat back after saying I have to leave him behind. Just don't, okay?" she snapped, making her way back downstairs. Her whole life was fucked; she never asked to be a vampire, but now she had to live with a choice that was taken from her. "I hate this, I've been a vampire for the blink of an eye and I already hate it."

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Taking a deep breath in, Quinni exhaled loudly, trying to psych herself up to smash the window in. "Okay... one, two, three!" She exclaimed as she threw the book end through the window.

Jumping back as the glass broke, Quinni winced at how loud of a sound it made. "Shit, that made more noise than I thought it was going to," she murmured out. Looking around the room, the redhead let out a small sigh. "It will have to do, we need to leave right now."

Saskia placed her hands over her ears once the glass shattered, cringing at how loud the noise was. But at least the glass was broken and nobody else was hurt, she just had to deal with her own injury and hope neither of them got cut on the window.

Taking her jacket off, she hung it through the broken window to make sure they didn't get cut on any broken glass. "At least we have an escape route now," she climbed out the window and waited for Quinni to follow her.

"I promise it's okay! I'll catch you," she whisper yelled from outside, holding her arms up to catch the other if need be.

“No, it just looks silly.”

“And the coward survived.“

“Really, though, that’s wrong.”

“Why should I? You never did.“

“Screaming. Is that any good?“

“Release me if you want to live.“

“They’re all dead because of you.“

“The killing stops. Have you got that?“

“What, you in a fight? I’d like to see that.“

“What’s the point of you? You’re nothing.“

“What for? What’re you going to do to me?“

“I won’t let that happen. Have you got that?“

“I demand that you surrender. Is that clear?“

“I’m the only one left. I win. How about that?“

“If you can’t kill, then what are you good for?”

“Well, you’re never going to get any. Not ever.“

“The last guy that touched it burst into flames.”

“Well then, good thing I’m not going anywhere.“

“God, it’s been years since I had to work this fast.”

“Thank you so much for your opinion. You’re fired.“

“I’m begging you, don’t kill them. You didn’t kill me.“

“I don’t need to make claims, I know how good I am.“ 

“There’s you. The only one of your kind in existence.“

“What about you? What the hell are you changing into?“

“They torture me, but still they fear me. Do you fear me?“

“I saved your life. Now talk to me. Goddamn it, talk to me!“

“I don’t think it’s ever going to happen. Not in our lifetimes.“

“The signal’s alive. Something’s reaching out, calling for help.“

“I wanted to help you. I just… I don’t know, I was trying to help.“

“It wasn’t your fault. Remember that, okay? It wasn’t your fault.“

“And do you know what? I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.“

“And let’s just keep the whole world thinking that way, right, kids?“

“What use are emotions if you will not save the woman you love?“

“Someone’s got a hobby. They must have spent a fortune on this.“

“Listen to me! That thing downstairs is going to kill every last one of us!“

“But, I am glad that, before I die, I have met a human who was not afraid.“

“Well, you should’ve been there just to see them running about. Fantastic!“

“I wanted you better. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! I swear, I just wanted you to talk!“

“Imagine if you could get out there… travel among the stars and see it for real.“

“Poor little thing. But there’s no one else coming ‘cause there’s no one else left.”

“Thought of it myself. Good, isn’t it? Although I’d much to prefer to find out it’s real name.“

“I know it sounds incredible, but I honestly believe the whole universe is just teeming with life.“

“An old friend of mine. Well, enemy. The stuff of nightmares reduced to an exhibit. I’m getting old.”

❝ Pretty sure the goddess with a claim on them would disagree. Really she's being NICE, sending me as her emissary --- Eris is much more harsh. ❞

Eyes narrow as the demon continues. His patience is waning now; game time, over. As fun as this was for a moment, the reaper has shit to do and terms to keep to. Eris doesn't like to be disappointed, after all. He's not taking the fall for some stuck-up demon running around going after his targets.

Astrath couldn't help but laugh again, knowing she was treading on thin ice with Kyung but she had a trick up her sleeve. Kyung would certainly kill her, but he wouldn't kill Saskia. If he dead, she'd just move onto a different host.

"Awh, isn't she sweet by sending you. I feel so special," she pouted, batting her eyelashes. "You don't fuck demons? Hm, I wonder if you'd fuck Saskia, she'd certainly fuck you."

Her eyes closed and she disappeared, and Saskia returned. The mood shifted, her body language changed instantly once her eyes snapped open. "What happened?" She whispered, her voice trembling. "Please let me go, it wasn't me I swear. I'm not crazy, I just blackout sometimes."