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so my time here is finally coming to an end. I’ve had this account for nearly five years and it’s been through three changes, the first two being single accounts and this multi muse now. so much has happened since I’ve been on here, met so many different people and improved considerably on my writing ( you should have seen how bad I used to be when I first was on here ) but now after some time away, losing someone in my family who I had been extremely close with, I believe a fresh start somewhere new will do me good. I won’t ever forget what this account brought me, all the good times and the fun I had but now it’s time to move on with my life and I’m extremely excited about that, to find people who enjoy writing with me and just continue to improve with everything I do. I hope to find you over at @darkhcarts where along with having most of my muses from here I do plan to be adding more in time! this will be a slow process, I’m sure, but with time I hope to get back to writing and exploring new things. 

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so my time here is finally coming to an end. I’ve had this account for nearly five years and it’s been through three changes, the first two being single accounts and this multi muse now. so much has happened since I’ve been on here, met so many different people and improved considerably on my writing ( you should have seen how bad I used to be when I first was on here ) but now after some time away, losing someone in my family who I had been extremely close with, I believe a fresh start somewhere new will do me good. I won’t ever forget what this account brought me, all the good times and the fun I had but now it’s time to move on with my life and I’m extremely excited about that, to find people who enjoy writing with me and just continue to improve with everything I do. I hope to find you over at @darkhcarts where along with having most of my muses from here I do plan to be adding more in time! this will be a slow process, I’m sure, but with time I hope to get back to writing and exploring new things. 

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a lot has happened over this last month thus my absence and I’ve decided it’s probably best if I restart on a new blog so you’ll get that soon. 

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      she’s moved to stand between them , hand gripping his arm , digits squeezing at the flesh of his bicep as emilia pulled him closer , yet rodrik’s gaze was stuck upon the other male , his eyes narrowing as emilia spoke , telling him to calm down , to get out of there - and maybe they should , they should just move on from this stupid night .  .  . it was clear that they were both into each other .  .  . that non of this was a game anymore .  .  . that feelings were real , to him it was the reality he was involved with , the one he wanted to be involved with .  .  . meaning that he changed entirely - actually became a good person through their time spent together , actually felt something , enjoying talking to her , laughing with her .  .  . and the idea of being able to call her his .  .  . the guy speaks up however , trail of thought broken and replaced by words filled with hatred - and even if emilia was defending him , he couldn’t shake the thought of what he was saying .  .  . how she was depicting them to be. a temporary thing. rodrik surely didn’t think he was a downgrade. he pulls his arm out from her grip , just as he leaps onto the male , fist colliding with the kid’s nose a few times - people moving to stand around them , as he continued to punch the guy. how dare he say that ?? “   you’re a fucking asshole.  ” rodrik spat , as his fist collided with his jaw for one last time , but the guy still isn’t finished - spits out another comment towards the red head. “   she’ll get tired of you eventually , ginger , open her eyes and see who’s good for her. who does it better too.  ” and it’s the sick grin which earns the male one last punch , before he’s pushing himself off - taking a step back as he gazed at everyone around him. they’d be clueless to what rodrik would do .  .  . knew the only way to earn justice was by getting revenge .  .  . death , murder .  .  . he’s already planning everything in his head  .  .   . decapitation , dismembering , .  .  . it seems like an art in his eyes - he’s fascinated. but then he gazes at the brunette , finds himself taking a step back , almost as if he were ashamed of himself for lashing out , but he would not allowed anyone to speak about emilia herself like that. swallowing , he shakes his head , almost signalising that he needs a break , that he doesn’t know what would go down between them , but that he still cares , that he was sorry for her having to witness such a thing by him.  “   em , we’ll talk later.  ” and it’s the last thing he says , before he’s barging out of the party .  .  . he’s ashamed , ashamed to be losing control in front of her , even if he swore she loved her .  .  . it would never be a normal thing .  .  . i’s why once he’s walked out he sends her a text , ‘ i’m sorry ’ enough to prove that he did regret it .  .  . that he did wish to spend time with her , for them to be able to move on from this .  .  . for him to declare his unconditional love for the brunette .  .  . if he could do anything to fix it instantly he would , but his mind is set on getting revenge , on killing that asshole and if he knew then the outcome of all of this .  .  . he would’ve never gone through with it.

she never expected it to escalate this far, didn’t expect him to punch her ex, even if she knew what he was saying was disrespectful to their relationship she’d tried her hardest just to make him leave with her, knew what she’d done was a mistake and she should have never entertained the attention she was getting from her ex, something done only to get a reaction from rodrik, but she honestly never expected it to turn physical between them. she feels responsible, doesn’t even know what to do when it happened, noticed all the people surrounding them finding it funny to see but she’s trying to pry him away, something which obviously hadn’t worked and just looking at how messed up jake was by the end of it and all she knows is she regrets it. luckily, he pulled back himself and honestly staring at him she was just worried at how quick he seemed to lose it just then, how he seemed to be someone else ... she’d never seen such an aggressive side to him and she didn’t like it one bit, didn’t expect him to be capable of hurting someone else but it’s clear she had been naive to it all and now just proves it all. but she can’t blame him, knew if it was her in his position she’d no doubt get angry herself and she feels she can only blame herself for all this happening, knew how much her ex used to taunt people and now seemed no different, had obviously worked him up enough to lash out. when the two of them finally look at each other, however, everything else is forgotten and all she wants is to get him to leave so she could talk to him, explain herself, tell him that nothing was ever going to go down with jake and she was just being stupid about it all. some attempt at making him jealous which she obviously hadn’t thought out at all, but now she thinks she’s messed it all up, ruined any chance and she doesn’t know what to expect from all this, where the two of them would go from here. everything seems worse when he states that they’ll talk later, making her believe he was going to leave and she quickly grabs his arm. ❛ wait, please, don’t go. let’s ... ❜ she can’t even finish her words before he’s already made his way out of the place and whilst she wants to go after him she knows it’s best for her to leave him, let him calm down, talk to him when he’s not so worked up so she lets her friends pull her away with them, asking all types of questions she just doesn’t have the answers to and she feels lost about what had just happened. when she sees his text, however, she’s quick to respond. ‘please, just come talk to me. let me explain.’ she feels so bad, doesn’t know what to do, especially not knowing where he was but it doesn’t take long for her to leave her friends, head over towards his place and wait outside, not caring how cold it was.  

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      “   i guess so , yeah.  ” will said , a laugh escaping him as he shook his head , but there’s for the first time a genuine grin adorning his features - one that only widens as she shakes his hand. a new beginning , a new start. no more hatred between them. this was the beginning of a friendship , a moment which would change the way things were. “   oh really ??  ” he teased , a smug grin adorning his features as he wiggled his brows at her. “  you see i’m not as bad as i’m guessing you thought i was , huh ?? i’m great.  ” and then he’s all serious again , tells her he’ll be back in a second before heading towards the drinks stand , gets her a heineken before grabbing one for himself too - two empty cups in his hand , before he’s heading back towards her - and now he’s sat back down next to her , handing her the empty cup before opening the can and pouring it into it and then he does the same with his own , grins at her once he’s done before speaking up. “  i’ve got a feeling this is the beginning of an amazing friendship.  ”

it felt weird, how the two of them were being with each other right now, she’s so used to the playfulness turning to them trying to one-up each other until one of them ended up giving in and leaving, but now they’ve decided to start afresh together and give up their childish ways and even if it was new she was thankful for it. no more having to avoid him whenever she could, knew bumping into him would just be a waste of her night. she could only hope this stuck, that they didn’t go back to their old ways. ❛ oh, okay, hang on ... I wouldn’t say great. just not so bad. ❜ there is a quiet laugh which escapes her, but she offers him a nod when he states he’ll go get the drinks and whilst he does she sits back and gets herself comfortable, finds it laughable at the change of this night, never expecting such a thing to happen. when he returns, she takes the cup and keeps it up for him to pour the drink in and she can’t help but raise her brows at his choice of words. ❛ an amazing friendship? sure, weirder things have happened I guess. ❜ she can’t help the grin and before long she’s speaking again. ❛ I’m actually looking forward to not having to avoid you whenever we bump into each other, it’ll be good, less annoying. ❜

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      “   why would you want to go back in there ??  ” and he knows it’s idiotic of him to even ask , knows just w h y after what he’d seen , yet it was enough for him to disagree , scoff at her words and shake his head. if any of his fraternity brothers heard him , or even saw him do what he was doing - leave such an important celebration for them in such a rushed manner - he’d surely be kicked out. “   it’s lame , it’s fucking boring - and it’s full of idiots , so no i’m not having a good time , i’m having a fucking awful one.  ” and it’s clear that mason was irritated , that he does not wish to take any part in it all. it pisses him off that she’d even ask , so he walks , digits still gripping her arm and he’s set in his thoughts , wouldn’t let her go back in there and let that asshole take advantage of her. “  get rid of you , what are you on about ??  ” and he’s clearly pissed she’s even said that , tensing up visibly as his jugular became the more visible upon his neck , free hand lifting to run through his hair - “   if i wanted to get rid of you i wouldn’t just leave with you ?? we’ll have more fun doing something else. just trust me for the love of god , anastasia. ”

❛ I was having fun, that’s why, I thought you were too but I guess that isn’t the case. ❜ she doesn’t understand what his problem is, she believed he liked it here, but after his comment about not having a good time, about the placed filled with idiots it doesn’t seem to make sense to her ... but she doesn’t push it, instead, decides just to keep her mouth shut without saying all the things she wants to but fears she might make it worse. if even she might have been enjoying herself she knew she’d been invited down by him and she was in fact here to visit him, now at least it gave them that time. ❛ fine, okay? we’ll do something else, I didn’t realise you had such a problem. you seemed fine to me. ❜ she knows it’s easier to give in than argue with him, the two of them could go on forever if they wanted and she didn’t want it to spoil her mood ... she’d just have to forget about the guy she’d met before. she comes to a halt, pulling her arm out of his grip before she took his hand and gave it a small squeeze, a smile etched upon her lips now. ❛ now that the party is out the question, what are we going to do? you better make it worth my time, pulling me away like that. pretty sure one of your mates liked me. ❜

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    “    why would i say it’s a mistake ??   ” julen questioned , a small laugh escaping the male. “   we were happy together , i was happy with you. i guess things just went wrong at the end but .  .  . we both were busy , maybe we just needed time to figure ourselves out and find our way back to each other. it’s not like i forgot about you , or how you made me feel. ” he nods , allows for his fingertips to run across her knuckles , his gaze lifting to fall upon her features. “   so .  .  . i wouldn’t say it’s a mistake.  ” the boy couldn’t help but to smile once she gave his hand a tight squeeze. julen knew they would be able to go back to how things used to be .   .   . it wouldn’t be difficult at all , knows that they’d always been extremely close , so .  .  . it couldn’t be difficult. he takes his jacket off , finds himself getting more comfortable in his seat as he reaches for madeline’s other hand , laces their fingers together before lifting them to his lips , a kiss pressed to each hand. “  maybe we can go on a date ??  ” and the boy was nervous , found himself wondering whether or not she’d agree .  .  . was it too fast ?? was he asking her out too quickly ?? while he didn’t think so julen still wanted to be safe , and if she wanted to take her time with things , if she wanted to take things slowly they could. he has not asked her to be his girlfriend yet  .   .   . knows that she might think that it was too soon , so a date seemed like the perfect place to start at .  .  . a decent pace , not too slow and not too fast. he surely hopes she agrees with him. “   honestly it doesn’t have to be a dinner or anything .  .  . we can just go back to our spot and have a picnic , maybe.   ”

she’s thankful that he’s being honest with her just like she was trying to with him, felt like the both of them were sort of on the same page about things and that felt promising to her. she missed him, this time apart made her realise that far better and she knew it was a mistake that they’d broken up when they did. ❛ I think you’re right. I got so caught up in things but when we ended things and we were no longer seeing each other it made me realise how much I actually missed you. I couldn’t get you off my mind and if I’m honest, I didn’t want to. when things were good, it was great. it was just a shame things ended like they did, we should have fought more for what we had. ❜ madeline honestly thought this would be much harder, speaking to him, doing all this but surprisingly he seemed to feel the same and now she felt this was the perfect opportunity for them to get back to how they were, he had always made her so happy so breaking it off had been a hard thing for her but at the time it felt like the right thing to do and in one respect she felt it had helped them out, after all, she was here right now wondering if they could fix things. maybe it was true that absence makes the heart grow fonder. she can’t resist the smile which etched upon her lips when he lifts both her hands to press a kiss to them, heart fluttering at the action but his question makes her realise they really could get back on track, work through anything they might not have before and fix it, make sure to make time for each other. ❛ you know, a picnic at our spot sounds perfect. it’s been a while since I’ve been there and just being us would be good. ❜

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      he can hear her again , and his heart is racing inside his chest , beats strong enough that they could break through his ribs .  .  . he wants to be with her , god the last thing he wants is to lose her , wishes to be with her. he loves her goddammit , heart broken as he witnessed her death .  .  . he can’t shake the image. though it’s her voice , and it’s ringing in his ears , telling him that they could be together again , that she knew where he was taking her - his digits only gripping anastasia’s frame even stronger , pulling her closer to himself as heart continued to jump inside his chest. the nickname however , it’s something only she would call him - no one else ever addressed him like that , the affectionate name , making him fall to his knees. “  whoever you are , whatever you do just - please don’t hurt her. she’s suffered enough.  ” he cried , his voice cracking as he finally broke - he’s not talked to anyone since it happened , avoided any kind of interaction. his people had noticed , that something was awfully wrong with the human , that he was losing his fucking mind - that he couldn’t function without her , knowing that she was d e a d , that she would never return .  .  . all mason can do is hurt , hope that she’s in a better place. he holds onto her , arms wrapped around anastasia’s frame as he held her close , swallowing the lump in his throat as he hoped for this go be the right thing to do , for anastasia to not get hurt once again , so finally he places her down - back resting on a bed of flowers , but his hand is gripping her own , the other one resting upon her shoulders. she would’ve survived if they had left their town , if they had escaped and made the decision of hiding away before the war. if they had been selfish for once in their lives .   .   . it would’ve saved her. they could’ve found their safe heaven. his thumb brushes over the ring he’d given her , still hugging her finger. it’ll serve as a symbol of his unconditional love , as a symbol that he’ll always fight to avenge her death , that he’ll get rid of the monster who’d done this to her , the monster who’d hurt his dear anastasia. maybe it was really her that tried to talk to him , that was trying to communicate through the tormenting of the banshees , but he just hopes it’s the case , that he can talk to her again , apologise for allowing her to get hurt. he should’ve fought harder. a single glance away .  .  . it had been enough for her to die. “  if it’s you , anastasia .  .  .  ” he breathed , voice shaking as eyes squeezed shut. “   i wish it had been me who got hurt , i wish to be in your place.  ” and he’s speaking his heart out , isn’t sure if he’ll get to talk to her again , doesn’t understand why he’s been asked to place her down , but he does it regardless , hopes it’s really her.

she remembers it all, from the moment she’d gone out there with the intent of getting rid of those who had come with the intent of harming them, knew she wouldn’t let them get past the walls and destroy their home ... she knew she had to do all she could that day, but she’d lost control, watched those around her who she’d grown to know getting wiped out by this scourge and she once her eyes locked on the man responsible for it all she knew it was him she had to get to. she pushed through the forces, something which came easy to her from all the training she’d endured but it wasn’t enough once she came face to face with him. he had been quick to make it clear how powerful he was, how he was going to take this place for his own, tormented her about it and it had resulted in him ending it all for her. she’d pleaded for a clean death, one she felt she deserved but he severed her soul from her body and she was left to be a mindless soul to aid him, now in control of her. she watched everything go down, the advances they made and all she could do was watch without being able to do anything, she no longer was her own person and it had been that way for a long time. it wasn’t until things started to get rocky that she got her free will back, was able to gain followers who she knew would help and that’s when things started to change. she got what she wished, overrun him and got what she believed he deserved after everything he’d put her and others through and from there on out her only quest had been to find her body. she’d gathered others like her who she knew had the power to put her back into her body but now all she needed was for Mason to listen. it was weird seeing him, sure, at one point she felt she was never going to see him again but now she can only hope he doesn’t push her away, that he accepts her for what she now will be. she felt she still needed him by her side, even after everything that had happened to her, no matter how much she hated the world she’d always have a soft spot for him. his words, however, they hurt her more than she expected ... she’d never want him to be in her place, not after everything she’d been through. ❛ I don’t. I’m glad you were safe, that you got out. I did what needed to be done, I pushed them back as much as I could to give the rest of you time. ❜ but now, her attention is focused upon the sisters around her and she gives a nod in regards to them starting this transition. they had harnessed the dark magic, far better than anyone before and she had been brought in on it all, knew exactly what needed to be done. it starts, fails to warn him about how loud the banshee’s might get but she’s far more concentrated on her part ... it takes a couple of minutes for her to connect to her own body and when it does there’s a considerable change in her look, her skin changing colour and becoming a little bit more transparent. eyes do, however, fly open to show a redness within them and everything feels different for her, to finally have a body again. ❛ Mason? ❜ her voice sounds different, deeper, what she believed had a lot more power behind it. she knew this was a new start, knew she’d build a life for her and her people again. 

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    he’s terrified she’ll say no , terrified that she’ll choose to go back home , mainly because he knows what it’ll mean for them , that they wouldn’t be together anymore - he doesn’t want to lose her , and as unbelievable as it was victor was in love , even if they did not spend much time together due to him travelling from place to place , the singer still loved her , he still wished to be with her regardless of his fame. he understood it was a difficult thing to cope with , especially now that he’d been cast for his debut movie , meaning that as soon as he’d be off tour he’d spent most of his time on set , but he believes he’s already thought it all out - that he’ll take her with him every day , just like he’d just suggested for her to come on tour with him. every chance he got he came down to visit her , but those chances were not many .  .  . he knows it must be difficult for her. so he waits , hopes to god that she won’t leave , that she wasn’t done with all of this .  .  . so when she gazes at him , and their eyes meet he’s only hoping she sees just how much he doesn’t want her to go , just how much he wishes for her to say yes to this new path , for her to come on tour with him. there was plenty of space in his section of the bus anyways , bed big enough to fit the both of them - and once the south american and european leg of the tour would start he could arrange for her to come with him , he’d talk to his manager - stress that if she was not allowed to join him on tour he’d cancel the rest. she speaks up , and he’s listening to every word , features visibly relaxing at her words , and he swallowed. it might not mean anything yet in her words , but it meant the world to victor , so he nods - reaches for her hand and laces their fingers together. “    okay , i’ll arrange everything. i am a hundred percent sure it’ll be good for us , for you to come with me. i miss having you around , and i’m sorry i’ve been such a shithead with all of this.  ” he’s leaving on sunday morning , which was tomorrow. mainly so that he’s able to get to the next big city in the span of twenty four hours .  .  . it’s a mess , the stress that came with being on tour , he dreaded it - but he liked it. he liked being able to perform and make people happy. “   i want you with me.  ” he says , voice soft as he takes a step closer now , a hand lifting to cup her face , thumb caressing her cheek. “   because i love you , because you mean the world to me. i don’t want you to think the opposite. it’ll be good , doing all of this , together.  ” he tells her with a small nod , his voice softening as he spoke again. “ i love you , emilia.  ”

she doesn’t know if she’s making the right choice here, doesn’t know if this would really help at all, she couldn’t be expected to give up her life everytime he goes on tour and right now it felt like she was making all the sacrifices here, like she was having to move her life around whilst he kept his the same and it didn’t feel fair, felt they had to come to some compromise and she knew at some point she’d have to let him know how she felt about this all, that she wanted to pursue her own things which meant her having to be in one place, not travelling around all the time. but for now, this might help their relationship mend, at least get them to a better place than they currently were at. she was stupid to believe that this was going to be easy, dating someone in the public eye wasn’t so easy now that he was away, always taken away for things and whilst she was happy he was doing what he loved she couldn’t help but think she didn’t fit into this life with him, wasn’t used to this sort of lifestyle he led and she isn’t sure how they’d change that with her coming for this, doesn’t know what can make things better. but she does know that giving this a shot was what she needed to do, thus why she’d agreed to come along with him, even if she’d prefer for them to stay at home she knew he wouldn’t do that so it was her having to come with him on tour. all she can hope is that it doesn’t make things worse, that they finally come to their breaking point, actually hoping it would fix some issues they had. lack of communication being one of them, they never really knew what the other was thinking, one reason she had felt so alone this whole time. she felt left out of this, like she wasn’t sharing this with him like a relationship should. ❛ you think it will be? ❜ it’s clear she feels unsure about it all, can’t help but feel sceptical about whether this was going to work out and she felt it was better she didn’t hide how she felt. ❛ I’m just worried, it might be good when we’re together this time but how are we supposed to change this for other times, when you get pulled away again? you know I can’t keep coming with you, I need to pursue my own job and I can’t be travelling all the time with you. ❜

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okay but forbidden relationship plot where muse a is in a band and there’s a clear rule of not getting involved with anyone’s sibling bc cant disrespect bro code man cmoN!!!! but obvs muse b walks in and she’s muse c’s (npc) little sister and she instantly hits it off with muse a which earns him hella stern looks from muse c and warning lectures like yo thats my kid sister better stay away but they have rlly rlly good chemistry and they can’t really stay away so they have to try rlly hard to keep their relationship hella lowkey bc her brother can’t find out and neither can the public bc obvious reasons???? and like the only time they can ever be alone and do whatever they want is in their hotel room when she visits bc they don’t want to raise suspicion in public and there are so many rumors of muse a going out and about with some other girl and just so much angsT??? idk????

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     would things ever go back to how they used to be ?? tyler couldn’t do anything but to hope they would .  .  . he cared about her a lot , never knew how to properly show it .  .  . but he did , and he tried his best too - maybe they just weren’t right for each other in that moment , even if they did share good moments here and there .  .  . maybe they were not right for each other in this time .  .  . maybe they needed to wait. maybe they needed more time to figure things out , to see if they could be the perfect match , if things could ever really go back to how they used to be. “    listen .   .   . i’m not going to act weird okay ?? we won’t act weird. they won’t pick up on a single thing and if they do we’ll just ask what the hell they’re on about. i can assure you they won’t ask more questions after that. ” he tells her with a small nod. he hopes she’ll trust him , that she’ll understand he’s serious about this and while he isn’t telling her he wishes they could rekindle their romance .  .  . “   of course i’m sure , why would i not be ?? ” it’s a question he felt the need to ask , wonders what was crossing her mind , what was making her doubt he him not being willing to do this .  .  . tyler knows that they were good together , even if they were on a break , but that their families also saw the potential in their relationship .  .  . how at one point on they were able to make each other smile wider than ever before .  .  . he knows the situation they’re in is complex  , but he also hopes this would be able to help them .  .  . hopes that it’ll all be how it used to be. taking a step closer tyler nods , hand now offered for her to take. “   it’ll be fine , i promise mikaela.  ”

a part of her wishes to back out of all of this, doesn’t know how she’s going to survive a whole long weekend away with the family whilst having to lie to them ... she’d never been good at it, but for the sake of appearances she knew she had to play along that things were perfectly fine between them, didn’t wish to have to explain why they were currently on a break right now. she knew her mother would start asking question after question and it’s the last thing she needed, knew how much she adored tyler so after finding the confidence to call him she knew she had to ask him for this favour, even if they hadn’t seen each other since they said they were going to go their separate ways for awhile but luckily he had agreed, was thinking the same as her and thus how they’d ended up in the situation they currently are in now, having to share a room and pretending to be fine. she didn’t know what to expect of this weekend but maybe a part of her saw it as the perfect opportunity for them to rekindle what she believed they’d lost, see if things really were going to work out and it made it obvious that spending time apart wasn’t their best idea, knew they should have worked it out together. so on one hand she’s glad for this opportunity, on the other she was worried it might make things worse for them. she didn’t want them to break up, she knew what they had had been good and she believed there must be a way for them to get back to how good it was. ❛ you’re right, yeah, I guess I’m just worried about it all. the last thing I expected was to be doing this weekend away when we’re on a break, it’s all just a bit weird. ❜ she decides it was best for her to be honest with him, knew that keeping her thoughts wasn’t how they were going to fix things so this was at least a good start. she takes his offered hand, giving it a squeeze out of habit she seemed unable to break. ❛ let’s do this, yeah? maybe this might help us too, you know, get us back on track and all. I must say ... I’ve missed you. ❜

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*whispers* single dad ( hell maybe not so single dad ) & nanny plot. where she’s got the biggest infatuation with him and he’s trying his best to ignore how good she looks in her short skirts and dresses. her “accidentally” bumping into him in nothing but a towel. late nights completely tired after getting the baby to bed and falling asleep on the couch together. her finally showing up in his bedroom in nothing but lingerie ;)

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Perfect Sense dir. David Mackenzie 

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rileybleu‌:

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enthralllings‌:

well-muscled arms fold across xander’s broad chest, a sigh travelling on the air as it flutters from between parted lips. “it isn’t that i don’t CARE —,” he began, brows furrowing as his mind whirred in order to form some semblance of a response. the man, in fact, DID care — just perhaps not in the way that the young woman would have wanted. “not being able to make my own decisions tends to leave a bitter taste in my mouth.”

sophia wasn’t quite sure what would happen from now on, how they could possibly continue on like this, she knew both of them weren’t fond of this set up but she just wanted things to be hassle-free, felt there must be some way they could work through it whilst ensuring both their needs were met but so far he’d made that difficult, didn’t hide his displeasure at what had happened to them. there is, however, a scoff let out which she could no longer hold in. ❛ it’s not like I’m enjoying this either, but we’re stuck with it now. what are you going to do, walk away? ❜

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wcsted‌:

     he doesn’t answer her question , kisses her instead , and words weren’t needed in that moment - her eagerness met with his own as hands fell to the lower of her back , pulling her closer as he allowed for his fangs to playfully pull at her bottom lip as he pulled back , without hurting her - a low hum erupting from his lips as his nose brushed against her own , finally answering her question as he spoke. “   i am up for a lot of fun , anastasia , not just a little. though i am interested in knowing the sorts of games you play , whether they’re wicked , or evil.   ” tone of voice only accentuates what he’s really suggesting. he knows he’s dying to get to know her more , whether it’s between the sheets or not. he doesn’t just wish to have a rendevouz with the femme , finds himself willing to learn more about her - it’s her cent , the way the feel of her lips upon his own leaves him feeling all tingly .  .  . mason just knows he wants more , that he needs more , so when he leads the way to the living room and turns to face her - he’s only glad that she pulls him closer , can feel that they’re on the same page - that they understand what they want from one another .  .  . he wants her. “   oh trust me , it’ll definitely be worth your time.  ” mason hummed , the grin he wore and the way he bit down onto his bottom lip only proving his point further. he couldn’t wait to show her , knows well enough that he’d allow her to enjoy it just as much as he would allow himself to enjoy it all. his hands drift to her hips , pulling her even closer as she lifted her hand , her fingertips running along her lips , and at the mention of the fake blood mason only shrugs. “   i know it does , it’s actually a bit disgusting.  ” he said , his whiskey hues gazing into her own. he’d become an expert at lying , knew exactly what to do to fool a human into believing that he was in fact a mortal , but to be fair it was more difficult in that time , tempted for his tongue to part his lips only to pick up the remainders of blood now set upon her fingertips. “   i guess it’s to be expected , considering it’s from a dollar store.  ” he said , but then he tilts his head , and he does just what he’s tempted to do , a hand lifting to wrap around her wrist , keeping it in place as their gazes met. “   but i’m actually used to it now.  ” he murmured , before allowing himself to suck the blood off of one of her fingers , not daring to look away from her eyes , and after a moment he pulls back , hand letting go of her wrist as he allowed it to fall to her hip , giving it a tight squeeze. “  it’s not as bad now , but i do think it tastes better like that , anastasia. ”

the two of them are messing around, having a little bit of harmless fun and she’s actually glad she’s bumped into him, a bit of a distraction from the night and the party, stop herself from worrying about it all with the help of him and so far it had been working. all her attention is placed on him, the two of them seem to know what each other want, enough subtle hints to give it away and she’s glad they both are on the same page now. ❛ well, that you’re just going to have to wait and find out. wouldn’t want to ruin it all by giving it away now, where’s the fun in that? ❜ her words are playful, emphasised by the grin which has now etched upon her lips as she raised a brow at him, but thoughts are soon dismissed as the two of them begin walking into her living room now where a lot of people have gathered, music playing in the background, however, she’s only concentrating on him and it’s as if everyone else around them disappears, a part of her wishing it had just been them there in the first place ... no distractions, nothing to get in the way. but the two of them are pretty close right now and she knows she must mention about the blood, couldn’t keep it in but his excuse seems good enough, cheap blood and it causes a small laugh to escape her lips. ❛ well, maybe next time you should invest in something better. ❜ but her gaze is stuck on him after he’s mentioned he’s used to it, the look in his eye when he grips onto her hand and then proceeds to suck on the finger which she’d picked some blood up from her lip, felt like she couldn’t look away, strangely finding it hot how casually he does it without even breaking eye contact from her and it causes her to subconsciously poke her tongue out to lick her bottom lip. ❛ you think so? ❜ it doesn’t take long for her arm to wrap around his neck again, pulling herself closer so that their bodies were flush against one another before she leans in to whisper into his ear. ❛ maybe you should bite me next. ❜