@etaliia asked: Hey Sasuke how hot do you think Suigetsu is? Asking for a friend-

My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.

A 'friend' .... right.

There's an annoyed twist to his mouth, wishing he could of simply kept his mouth shut and avoiding entertaining this question at all ... but a 'deal' was a deal, wasn't it?

" -- He's ... attractive." Gods, take him out. "I do ... think he's very attractive. Obviously ... otherwise, we wouldn't -- "

The shapeshifter was unable to take her eyes from her other half. Circling around her, brown eyes kept darting up and down. Searching for resemblances of herself. Although looking rather different from one-another, it was not impossible for her to find matches for her own features. ❝ This is so strange. ❞  Maybe because Keller wasn’t used to the thought of having a sister.  ❝ Does that mean you’re a shapeshifter too? They call you Cat, right? ❞  Perhaps it was possible for her to transform into feline shapes as well.

‘ so. haven’t seen you in forever-- uh, no pun intended. done anything fun without me? ’ 

         "i didn't know we were having any visitors today. er--- sorry, i could go set up some tea, or coffee, if that's more your thing." he cleared his throat, offering his hand and a warm smile. "the name's grayson stormwright. were you here on official business?"

meme.

even when he was being comforted, grover couldn’t soothe the regret boiling inside of him.

grover was used to it, the guilt that coiled deep in the pit of his stomach, like a viper waiting to strike —— he wasn’t, after all, unfamiliar with the concept of failure, much less some “perfect” keeper that never made a single mistake. he was used to the little bouts of stress whenever he accidentally put his hoof in the wrong place, or let unwise words slip through his teeth in front of his superiors —— he could handle mr. d and his attitude (even if he didn’t want to), and the way the older satyr’s seemed to be embarrassed for him. but with thalia, it was…it was different. she wasn’t all flowers and sunshine, by any means, but she didn’t treat grover like his peers; she didn’t act like he had failed her, or been the one at fault for what happened.

the underwood knew that he hadn’t been entirely the one to blame. but still, he costed them precious time, and probably would have killed all of them —— luke, annabeth, thalia, and himself —— had he fumbled about like a fool for any longer; and that wasted time had resulted in the death of one of the demigods under his care, because he couldn’t so much as fight back and save her. he remembered these things each time he saw thalia, alive and well —— heart stopping each and every time she appeared before him, chest tightening at the sound of her voice.

grover knew he was not completely responsible for her downfall. yet, standing here in her presence, feeling so tiny compared to her, he couldn’t help but think otherwise.

when he was snapped from his thoughts, the quivering of his figure just barely visible, he tries to conjure something to say in response. his brain felt so scattered in the moment, the creature only drawing the point of his hoof against the grass beneath him more anxiously as his silence grew —— until he finally spoke up, offering the first words that came to mind.

❛ i missed you. ❜

it comes out broken, weak; breath hitching unexpectedly and ruining the seemingly smooth flow of his words. grover doesn’t bother acknowledging the tears that now blur his vision, burning his eyes and slowly beginning to slick his cheeks. absentmindedly, shoulders hunched, and slit-pupiled eyes became intently focused on the ground. he loathed this whole thing; being unable to so much as look her in the eye, or form a composed, comprehensible sentence. it was awful. pathetic, even. that’s probably what mr. d would say, on a good day. but he can’t just keep skirting around this, acting like he was fine and he hadn’t totally messed up. he couldn’t.

he also knew he couldn’t just avoid her forever.

hesitantly, he took a step forward —— one hoof reluctant to touch the ground, officially put him closer to her. but once it met soft earth, body feeling ten times heavier, grover slumped forward, shakily embracing thalia and burying his face in her shoulder (ready to quickly step back should she protest at the gesture).

❛ th — thalia, i —— i’m so so – sorry… ❜

@etaliia asked: ❝ that’s enough. ❞ ( from rashel )

ABILITIES  &  SUPER-POWERED  THEMED  PROMPTS 

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He stops --- but really, there's no use. The person that had been his unfortunate victim was already gone, blood pouring from their neck, which was partial gore with how mutilated it was. Nothing like a crisp and clean vampire bite that so many would think to be left behind after a vampire's feeding --- it reeked of greed, of a lack of self control.

Of a need so strong that not even the attacker could hold himself back.

Hands refresh the frilly clothes, letting the body fall to the ground easily enough without a second though; bright red eyes flickering over towards the voice who had called out to him with a cool confidence he hadn't expected. And from the smell .... Ah. A human --- what, did they think he was a mugger and she'd come to play hero then?

Sasuke snorts, standing up to his full height as he turned around fully to face the girl; noting the dark clothes and even the weapon at her side. Ah ... not just a regular human then. But not one of the church either: attire being separate, he'd be able to smell that pathetic superiority from a mile away. Blood painted the vampire's mouth, dripping down his neck and staining his clothes as he gave her a once over.

He was still thirsty. Still so, so, so thirsty and he needed much more --- she'd be a nice next stepping stone at the very least.

Lips curl into a faint smirk, head tilting a fraction; knowing his eyes were still blazing red. " ... You think you have any authority to tell me what to do?" He asks, voice haughty, taking a step closer. "You're wrong ... it's never enough." Not until this entire world was drained would it ever be enough. And with this hunger still digging a festering hole in his stomach, he doubted it would be even then. "You think you can stop me, then?"