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‘ I’M SORRY, DARCY CAN’T COME TO THE phone right now. would you like me to leave a message? ’ the she-demon turns to look at the vampire with a smirk, eyes filled out black. she’s certain darcy won’t believe whatever this vampire says if she didn’t believe that she threw him into a house. | FT. @fangpyrs
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perhaps pressing his hand to the gentle, beat of your heart is too much. perhaps after all these years. after seven years, you could have gained the common sense to run or look away. but you’ve never wanted either of those. you wanted to press your garden calloused fingers to his cheekbones. to feel the rush of emotions and love as when he pressed a kiss to your lips at the tender age of nineteen. when the world had suddenly stopped imploding and maybe, maybe there was reason beyond responsibility survive into adulthood.
you’re a fool. the son of the spider and death himself, a tired boy who wanted nothing but plants. and for your daughters to feel loved. is too much to want for yourself, to press your foreheads together. you’re in love with him. you’ve been in love with him since were nineteen. you were both so young then. scared boys, flailing out of your depths in affairs and pains you had no idea would break apart and stitch you entirely new people.
is it really so much to ask for him to take your love? to offer it to him as your only form of worship. he can have it if he accepts, that is of course considering that one of you has to muster those three painful but wonderful words. words squandered on boyfriends, on girlfriends, and on sisters who never ever deserved them. but he has, he always will. perhaps, maybe he’ll understand how much the beating of your shattered tender heart was always meant for him.
@fangpyrs | FRANCIS.
❝ I... WASN’T EXPECTING YOU here so early. ❞ there’s a chipper quality to her voice, a smile spreading across lips that had at one point been painted a deep ruby... now just a hint of that remains. ❝ i would have made an effort to come straight from the audition... but... i did get some fresh fruit on the way home! ❞ lillian takes a long pause, soft green eyes flickering over his face, and when she speaks her tone is a lot softer, a bit of that mask falling away. ❝ y-you should come inside. make yourself at home. ❞
‘ uh--- did y’just . . . SMELL me ? ‘ @fangpyrs
DEAR FRANCIS ,
plush lips curl inwards as feathery lashes flutter with each blink , she’s confused at why the hell is her BOYFRIEND is pacing back & forth in their bedroom . “ francis . ” a soft exhale & she’s going to lose her mind if francis wouldn’t tell her what is going on exactly . “ francis . ” she repeats again , this time in a more firm tone of voice inking his name . “ what’s wrong ? why the hell are you pacing like that ? ”
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@fangpyrs wants the worldkiller .
david’s perched on top of an eight-foot wall , his hair styled up ( i’m just kiddin’ ! it’s just like that by itself this is where i’d laugh ) , his vest undo , leaned forward with his elbows rested on his knees , just waiting for this guy to turn the corner and see him . it’s dark , but he’s pretty sure he’s still visible , considering he’s got a little glow going down his forearm in the shape of lightning bolts ( people thought that was cool , before they died ! ) . but , you know he’s not exactly the kind of … let’s call it 'supernatural entity’ and leave it at that who likes to be patient . so he’s chirping even before he reaches the corner . ❝ hey there . ❞ that’s what you say to people when you meet them , right ? shit , he’s forgotten . oh well . ❝ what’re you doing up so late at night in such an empty place ? ❞
❛ I ain’t perfect either. I’m the guy people laugh at. ❜
well, she doesn’t believe that for even a second. tentative smile forms, she’s giving just a slight disapproving look. ❛ is that right? i ain’t found a reason to laugh at you at all. guess people don’t know what they’re talking about. ❜
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“It would be a shame to let such power go to waste,” Jacques mumbled absently. He was holding his paintbrush up, absently swirling around a tiny spiral of paint. He was aware he wasn’t alone, but didn’t seem to care about the company nearby. In fact, he even glanced sideways to give a small smirk to Francis.
“Don’t you agree?”
