AS the doors to his vehicle swung shut one after the other, DEUCE surveyed his surroundings cautiously. His right hand went up and the quiet steps behind him ceased, awaiting instruction. “I’ll do this alone,” the crime boss asserted lowly, staring at the house up ahead where he suspected nothing short of hell on earth awaited. Silence followed in response and the built male continued onward, adjusting his blazer as he ascended the steps. His hand formed a fist he raised it to drop his knuckles on the front door—her front door—but then he hesitated. It had been two years since she last saw him and as far as she knew, he was DEAD. He essentially left her and while there was no regret on his end, he wished that it could’ve been done without hurting her. He’d discreetly kept tabs on her and her operations over the years—it was how he knew of this residence, one that she kept on the lowest of keys—but none of that information could prepare him for this moment. A sigh left his lips and he opted on ringing the doorbell instead, inserting his hands in the pockets of his jeans shortly after. THUNDER brewed in the sky above, as if foreshadowing the tone of the anticipated encounter..
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It seemed as though over the course of the past couple months Antoine had become an expert at holding two babies at the same time, one laying in either arm as he moved about his shop, different objects floating around and landing in their rightful place as he tidied up before closing. He usually took the twins with him to work, not only to give Veda a break, but because he enjoyed having them close by him at all times. His daughter let out a whine and he bent down to kiss her forehead, only for her brother to let out the same noise, probably due to lack of attention. “Y’all are some needy somebodies,” he joked, giving the boy the same treatment when he felt rather than heard someone else’s presence. “That’s why they were starting to throw a fit, eh?” He asked, turning around to see Veda. “They sensed they mama. Come to help us close shop?”
— ♛ for the past few weeks, qua’dir had his eyes on a record store he mistakenly found one night while entertaining a lady friend. at the time his mind was focused on other things of course, but he made a mental note to visit the store the minute his schedule freed up. he didn’t have to live in the studio, he just chose to. music has always been his livelihood and he enjoyed every minute he spent engineering beats. even if it meant staying up past sunrise and falling asleep in his chair. regardless of how tired he may have appeared, he was roaming down every aisle like a kid in a candy store. ignoring his surroundings and mistakenly bumping into somebody. ❝ my fault chère, ❞ he proceeded to help the stranger up before picking up any of her belongings that may have fallen on the floor along with her. his eyes darted from her to the genre section they stood beside. attempting to hide the dubiety written all over his face. ❝ you don’t look like no teddy pendergrass fan, ❞ he judged skeptically.
❣ EVEN THO YOU SENT ME ONE ALREADY, I WANNA BE HEADASS.
9. a bleeding/bloody kiss
“damn. you still alive, bro? after all of that? you a trooper, for real... nobody else lasted nearly as long as you did. you should be proud of that.” his words go in one ear and out the other of the male he’s crouched in front of, holding on to the last shreds of his life with an almost inspiring amount of determination. his blood spills in dark crimson under jaden’s timbs and nothing but sputtering gasps and choked breaths leave him as his eyes point skyward.
he can’t remember the last time he’s seen someone’s throat ripped out. he can’t remember the last time he heard screams this loud or remember the sound of flesh being removed from bone so quickly. he doesn’t remember all there is in his head about this kind of violence this kind of power but he remembers oh so much about the creature who created it. his gaze lifts from the male below him to the other pinned to the wall, mouth ajar with no sound leaving him from the shock his body is in and jaden can see in his eyes that he’s not long from meeting the release of death, and damned as he may be - jaden can’t help how his heart swells for the being that is freely stealing the life from him.
“baby,” he calls out, watching as victim number 2′s eyes roll into the back of his head and his body go limp, “ole boy over here ain’t gone yet. you still hungry?” it’s nothing but a blur in his vision before he even finishes speaking, her quick speed swiping up victim number 1 almost immediately and his life ends with the same broken gasp that the other does. he feels a sick sense of pride at the removal of the pair, more than just dinner for her and a show for him, but beings that had deserved their untimely end. ridding the world of ones who would try to come against his family and their legacy while keeping his girl fed? the best two birds with one stone situation he could be in.
he feels her before he sees her, arms going around his waist and a soft laugh in his ear as he turns around in her grasp, his smirk falling back into place at the sight of ilyssa - her true form almost back in hiding save for the claws grazing his skin and the red around her lips from the aftermath of her meal. “you good?” he asks of her, although already knowing the answer from the sated look on her face and the hint of fondness in her eyes as she regards him a look he didn’t know he missed, one he seldom remembers, one that’s coming back to him in waves and moments and the smile that breaks out on his face is bright in return. the blood is the last thought on his mind when he lowers his head to meet her lips, the metallic taste and smell filling his senses but soon overpowered by the scent of her, his heart pounding behind his ribcage to a beat that she created eons ago. “thank you,” he whispers against her lips, forehead pressed to hers as his grip tightens on her waist. the thanks is meant only for her actions tonight but goes so much further than she even knows, but he keeps those emotions to himself before another time before he’s pulling back to intertwine his fingers with hers.
“you ready to go home now? or do you have somewhere another place, another time, another world else in mind?”
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“ watchu mean?! my goodwill overalls are poppin!!!” sage held his hand to his chest, fully offended they’d made fun of his dickies. “ they might be... a little highwater.. but that’s the wave right now, right? highwaters. ” the shapeshifter laughed, not really taking it too seriously.
“ANGEL!” hakeem’s tipsy voice calls for the young lady outside of her apartment window. “mamí, come down...come on, i got a surprise for you. come down stairs...please, mamí! por favor -- aye! you be quiet! i’m talkin’ to my girl! this is romance...romantíca and shit. you don’t know ‘bout that...” hakeem ranted and rambled, getting caught up with an annoyed neighbor until he saw his girl’s frame through the window of building’s entrance. “yooo, what’s up? you comin’ out with me tonight or what?” he asks, greeting her with a grope and the warmest hug. he places a kiss on her jaw before pulling back to look her in her eyes.
