it's a routine he's fallen well into line with over the years [ . . . ] PACK YOUR SHIT , THROW IT INTO THE HEARSE , DOUBLE TRIPLE CHECK THAT EVERYTHING'S THERE , GET TO THE VENUE. with hopefully enough time to spare , to slather some presentable looking paint onto his face in between setting up. oh , the price you pay when more than half of the responsibilities are placed heavily onto your back and weighing you down like an anchor. but levi has no one other than himself to blame for that —— the perfectionist that would rather spread himself too thin. at least that way when god forbid something goes awry , he'll know where to point fingers. though this time in particular , he made sure to give himself a little extra time to spare for the company currently sat atop him.

THE HELPING HAND WAS MORE THAN APPRECIATED ; though at first he was weary of passing his products off into a grasp other than his own. ( don't get him wrong ! ) it wasn't that he didn't have faith in her ability. after all , she's seen him apply it countless times. if the clock wasn't ticking for curtains , or if they'd been in the comfort of his bedroom without the terrible concept of time breathing down his neck , there wouldn't have been even a second of hesitation. BUT ALAS , how could he deny that face ? and if it didn't come out as perfect ? well , [ . . . ] it won't matter after twenty minutes into the set when it's dripping from his skin.

“freeze!” nothing has ever worked less on ace, nothing has ever made him more likely to bolt or fight, or do anything but what he’s told to do then the sound of someone who completely expects him to obey. it’s a waste of everyone's fucking tim, but mostly his, to even pretend otherwise. 

his hand shoots out the moment the cop stops speaking, and fire spills from his fingertips until he hears the asshole start screaming. most spells from his people require something, a word or an object, but fire never has. it comes to his need  before he even has to ask. as much a part of him as his blood. “kenzie, go.” there’s no need to reach for her hand, to pull the other along behind him as the cop burns or chases them or whatever he decides to do, in all likelihood kenzie is faster than him anyway. 

the fire stops spilling out of him, instead going up his arm, wrapping around his skin in a loving embrace as it burned up the sleeve on that side of his body. it knew that the danger wasn’t gone and therefore would not leave him yet. looking to kenzie, ace gives them a smile, too many sharp teeth for it to be nice or kind, but no less real for the violence behind it.

he  rarely  steps  out  of  his  comfort  zone ,  preferring  to  stay  in  his  own  home  instead  of  completing  the  tattoo  sleeve  he’s  wanted  for  years .  the  pulse  of  the  needle  is  overwhelming ,  like  daggers  to  both  eyes  &  ears ,  so  he  tries  to  focus  somewhere  else .  like  the  artist  who’s  working  on  his  skin .  he  blinks  a  few  times ,  as  if  preparing  a  blank  canvas  for  what  was  to  come —  the  sound  of  her  voice  triggering  howling  wolves ,  fog  &  green  peeking  across  his  eyesight .  he’s  captivated ,  very  quickly .  but  then  realizes  she  was  talking .  after  a  few  seconds ,  all  that  follows  his  flabbergasted  expression  is ,

               ❝ huh ? ❞  

" is that really supposed to make me feel better, kenz? " it's at least human - ish blood all over her, and louis is certain there is a story to be told. it's not as though he'd ever get mad at her for the truth. she knows the stories of his past and who he's been in his life to be secure in his doings. they all have to do bad things it doesn't make them bad people.

it   was   highly   unusual   when   kenzie   out   of   the   blue,   compliments   her.   however,   they   had   been   drinking   a   bit--   both   cheeks   slightly   flushed.   gentle   brows   rise   along   her   ivory   flesh,   a   snort   leaving   her.   leaning   over   slightly,   feyre   gives   her   a   flashy   smile.   "i   took   my   time   today."   she   admits   to   the   other   as   she   throws   her   arm   on   the   other   chair.   "i'm   so   glad   you   noticed." @mooneternyl

        "I  totally  love  your  vibe."