Waking up before Blake, Hannah moved off the bed to tiptoed her way to Tobby’s room and without waking him up she took the photo album she kept there, away from Blake’s eyes. She knew eventually their kids would come into the room to congratulate their father but maybe she did want to just do that alone with Blake. Finding him still asleep the album was left on the bed while the witch leaned her body against his, kisses being placed on his cheek and temple. “Wake up, birthday boy!” She said with a playful voice still leaving kisses on his skin. “Happy birthday!” Kissing him now on the lips Hannah giggled softly a little excited to show what she had been working on, on the past months. Bringing the photo album she placed it on his lap when he finally sat up and made herself comfortable by his side. “Tobby and Mavis helped me with it.” Her eyes seemed to sparkle, thinking that it would mean as much to him as it did to her. “Some of those pictures were taken by them, so they chose their favorites. They even took pictures of us when we weren’t seeing. And some others were taken by me.” The woman said while smiling widely while opening the album with him and letting him go through the pages of pictures of their family. Pictures of all of them together, their kids, or only them. Resting her head on his shoulder she looked at the album as he went through the pages, not being able to hold back a happy sigh to escape her lips. “Did you like it? You better tell me you liked it or else I’m gonna be sad!”

    Slipping the lollipop in and out of her mouth, the criminal couldn’t help herself but to bother the other. For some reason, he was the first to come to mind as she playfully sucked away. 

@blvsphemovs answer to THIS! 

                    jupiter has not stepped inside a drama set or a photoshoot since the day he left. in fact, he has not gotten out of his apartment on more than a few occasions until saturn pushed him off his ass and forced him to get on his feet. ( every single moment of his life has been achingly hollow without him, as if blake is the fragile content and jupiter is now an empty package. ) this is the first project he’s had since months of his disappearance from the public, and his manager has not told him any details of the photographer or the magazine. he sighs as the makeup artist finishes up his foundation, and then he turns his direction to the series of footsteps coming from the swinging door of the room. 

                    the moment he sees him, his breath catches in the span of his throat, heart expanding into the size of a crater inside his ribs. jupiter can still recognize him by the way he breathes, the sound of his heart, the color of his skin --- every single inch of blake engraved in his memory and tattooed on the fracturing parts of him. he feels caught in the tiny fragment of time in between them, before he finally manages to stand up from his seat. jupiter’s movements are slow and sluggish, but he captures the fabric of blake’s shirt in his hand and keeps it held tight in his grip. ❛ blake, ❜ he says, voice strained. he wants to say, please don’t leave, but what right does he have to ask for such a thing?

from: kangjoon notes: your muse have gotten into an argument and kangjoon is acting not very like an adult. 

Hanging out together was long overdue and the vampire felt guilty that he had accidentally neglected his friend because his attention had being divided between work, his boyfriend and his goddaughter, so he was determinate to make it up to the male with the date that had being promised back on his birthday. “Your chariot is waiting for you, m’lady.” The vampire mused with a very wide smile while motioning towards his bike as he saw the demon coming closer, “About damn time you came out, Kass’ what took you so long?” he teased as then turned to grab the spare helmet to hand it over to the male when he stood up by him. “Ready to go? I’ve got the whole day planed for us.”