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* sinclair !

he moved slowly , paced , but steady down the familiar hallway - sinclair was exhausted. he hadn’t realized it’d been over fifty hours since he’d retreated to his garage to tinker. the machinery inside was something he could actually fix , & it was a useful distractions from the other things in his life that he simply couldn’t. not that he didn’t fuck most of it up for himself … but that was not the point. & it also wasn’t the point that he defintely hadn’t ran away from thoughts or feelings or revelations about the very person he was moving towards , either.

the door was unlocked when he reached out & he slipped in without a sound . he hadn’t bothered texting back ( in response to the three missed calls & seven unread text messages ) to say he was on his way . he hadn’t meant to become so withdrawn , or to ignore zade’s attempts to reach out , but he knew the apology needed to start with his physical presence if he had half a chance of making zaiden less upset with him.

said death dealer was curled up on his bed on top of the blankets , only halfway undressed. with practiced & easy motions , he had himself & zade stripped in no time . when their clothes were piled neatly at the floor at the food of the bed , he gently moved his weight onto the mattress , moving quickly so any one dip isn’t too jarring , as he settled in behind zade , who’d naturally turned to his side in his sleep. it was automatic & comfortable & right when clair’s arms wrapped around his slender & dense form , & his lips parted with the easiest of sighs against the skin at his neck. the words were a mumbled , & he wasn’t sure how conscious zade was at the moment , but he wanted to say that , “ i’m sorry about disappearing. i didn’t mean too.”

HE  ISN’T  EXACTLY  SURE  how  &  why  he  had  become  so  painfully  hyperfixated  on  needing  clair  in  bed  alongside  him  in  order  to  fall  into  a  fitful  bout  of  slumber  --  and  while  deliberating  upon  the  semantics  of  the  fact  did  little  to  change  the  gnawing  emptiness  that  chewed  through  his  insides  ,  zaiden  found  himself  lying  amongst  his  sheets  with  a  certain  level  of  trepidation  ;  eyelids  feel  heavy  as  the  impending  threat  of  sleep  looms  overhead  ,  like  a  dark  stormcloud  waiting  patiently  to  rain  down  upon  him  with  impunity.  while  the  death  dealer  is  bone-tired  ,  exhaustion  seeping  into  his  skin  until  it  permeated  each  &  every  vein  webbing  through  his  body  ,  the  glaring  emptiness  at  his  side  makes  him  almost  antsy.  he  tosses  &  he  turns  ,  low  grumbles  emanating  from  deep  within  his  chest  as  he  flips  onto  his  opposing  side  when  the  first  position  doesn’t  feel  comforting  enough.  

damned  sinclair.  he  can’t  help  the  slight  burn  of  anger  that  surges  through  him  ,  petulant  as  it  may  be.  idiot  thinks  he  can  just  blow  off  his  calls  &  texts  like  they  don’t  matter.  fine.  so  be  it.  he  could  sleep  just  fine  on  his  own  --  or  ,  at  the  very  least  ,  zaiden  attempts  to  convince  himself  that  he  can.  the  hollow  emptiness  on  the  second  half  of  the  mattress  feels  like  a  valley  ,  the  absence  of  strong  arms  encircling  his  small  waist  leaving  him  with  a  dull  twinge  in  his  chest  --  but  if  zaiden  is  one  thing  ,  it’s  prideful.  too  much  arrogance  to  go  crawling  down  to  the  garage  he  knows  clair  is  holing  himself  within.

he  isn’t  exactly  sure  how  many  hours  had  passed  ,  really  ;  his  lids  had  finally  drooped  low  enough  for  him  to  be  wrapped  up  in  a  thin  layer  of  sleep.  tall  frame  lay  curled  on  its  side  ,  as  if  half-expecting  the  other  to  appear  at  any  moment  to  wrap  himself  around  zaiden’s  sleepy  figure  --  but  as  the  hours  ticked  by  ,  the  dark-haired  vampire  begins  to  realize  that  perhaps  the  remainder  of  his  slumber  would  be  spent  in  solitude.  the  final  wave  of  unconsciousness  laps  over  him  before  he  can  help  it  --  but  it  is  delicate  enough  that  the  slightest  of  dips  in  the  mattress  jars  him  from  its  light  embrace  without  hindrance.

a  soft  ,  tired  grunt  exhales  past  zaiden’s  lips  ;  he  doesn’t  bother  resisting  as  familiar  hands  caress  his  war-scarred  figure  ,  stripping  him  of  what  little  clothing  he  still  had  left.  he  doesn’t  even  protest  as  sinclair  rolls  them  over  ,  arms  wrapping  around  his  middle  before  the  other  vampire’s  lips  tickle  the  shell  of  his  ear.  when  he  finally  whispers  his  apology  ,  zaiden  feels  the  tight  ball  of  irritation  finally  loosen  in  the  pit  of  his  stomach  --  but  in  spite  of  himself  ,  the  quietest  ,  sleepist  scoff  escapes  past  pierced  lips.  ❝  --  should  kick  you  out  ,  ❞  he  grumbles  tiredly  ,  though  the  soft  ,  raspy  cadence  of  his  voice  betrays  not  a  single  shred  of  genuine  anger.  instead  ,  he  stirs  ,  tall  frame  twisting  until  he  can  bury  his  face  into  the  crook  of  clair’s  neck.  when  he  inhales  ,  his  familiar  scent  wraps  around  him  and  ,  instinctively  ,  whatever  tension  remains  in  his  muscles  melts  away.  ❝  i  missed  you.  ❞  words  are  quiet  ,  muffled  against  clair’s  skin  as  he  smudges  delicate  but  messy  kisses  along  the  column  of  his  neck.  ❝  don’t  make  me  stay  up  waiting  for  you  again  ….  ❞

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i want to be good. and do good. and be nice to people. and make people happy. and have good and healthy relationships with people. i want to learn to forgive and i want to understand other people. i want to be loved and adored and i want to love and adore

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some fun & fresh vampire x werewolf au ideas ‘cause why not !

muse a is a vampire that has been alive for many, many centuries–and after living up their more youthful decades through debauchery and bloodshed, they’ve decided to take a breather and ‘adult up’ – which is when they meet muse b, a strong-willed and ambitious werewolf trying to keep their pack together. muse b is protective of their pack, so when they meet muse a, they’re ready to fight off this bloodthirsty leach–but wait. muse a is tired of fighting and is interested in learning more about muse b’s lifestyle.

muse a & b have been friends since they were children – but they’ve gone their separate ways during college. during that time apart, muse a and b were attacked by a vampire and werewolf respectively, undergoing a transformation they never expected. they kept it a secret from each other, hoping that this doesn’t change their friendship–until they meet up over summer and… holy fucking shit why do you SMELL like that??

muse a is the heir to a prestigious vampire coven. muse b is a scrappy werewolf that defeated the leader of a rather brutal pack and is now the leader. vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries, but it’s time for a truce… and as the lead wolf of the pack, muse b knows they have no choice but to take muse a’s hand in a political marriage. too bad muse a thinks muse b is nothing more than a savage mutt and muse b sees a as a spoiled, undead brat.

muse a was a bright-eyed and inquisitive werewolf trying to order a drink. muse b was a schmoozy, sleazy, smooth-talking vampire at a bar. can i make it anymore obvious?

throughout the centuries, muse a–an old but romantic vampire–spent their time hunting for love. in the 1800s, they found their match. a beautiful, stronghearted mortal with whom muse a spent many years with until their lover tragically passed away. centuries later, muse a’s waltzing about the modern world and hovering around a local starbucks when–could that be? their past lover…? or is it just muse b, a werewolf that looks painfully similar to muse a’s late lover?

muse a is a werewolf that fell in love with the wrong kind of person. rather than finding a werewolf partner that matches them in intensity and passion, they fell for muse b–a stoic, distant vampire that they’ve crossed paths with before. it’s not meant to work out… but why does muse b always happen to be in the forest when muse a is?

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some cute college / university themed plot ideas inspired by my four years dorming & attending one !

muse a and muse b are lugging their boxes around their building during move-in day & muse a just can’t carry their mini fridge all the way up to their room all on their own so muse b stops to help them out – and it turns out that their rooms are in the same hall / one lives on another floor, so they make plans asap to hang out together since neither really have any new friends just yet.

it’s 2 am and the only place open on campus is the diner that serves fried food for fifteen dollars a piece. muse a just finished studying for twelve hours straight for midterms at the library and all they want is a light snack, but as they try to place their order, muse b – a drunk s/frat kid that just binge drank their weight in beer & jungle juice – nearly tripped you in their haste to get to their fried chicken strips. and sadly, that was the last order of chicken strips for the night and upon seeing muse a’s distress, a drunken muse b overzealously offers to share their order with them. muse a, against their better judgment, begrudgingly accepts.

the spring carnival just started on campus. muse a is waiting with their two best friends for the ferris wheel, but once it’s their turn, muse a is separated because each car can only seat two people. annoyed and saddened, muse a is determined to hate this ferris wheel ride – until the star of their school’s sport’s team slips into the seat next to them. muse b, an athletic and good-looking jock, is a lot friendlier than muse a expects and once they get off the ferris wheel, muse b offers to grab muse a churro… and they end up hanging out for the rest of the carnival.

muse a is bored and scrolling through tinder to kill the lonely nights during the semester. they swipe left on almost everyone but they hesitate when a familiar face pops up on the screen – muse b, a kid muse a had a class with back in their freshman year… but holy shit did muse b get super hot. haha it wouldn’t hurt to swipe right, would it? it’s not like you two had anything in common, nor did you two ever talk so what the hell– wait holy shit did we MATCH?

it’s formal szn and muse a is super involved in their frat/sorority but they just broke up with their partner of nearly two years–leaving them date-less for formal. muse b is their kinda nerdy, kinda dorky, but well-intentioned best friend who always gave muse a shit for their greek life affiliation… but they saw just how sad muse a was about being alone so muse b offers to go as their formal date and pretends to date muse a just to appease the rest of their s/frat–and wait, we ended up having a great time? we should… do this again?!

muse a is the 4.0 gpa, teacher’s pet, overachiever. muse b is the 2.0 gpa slacker, just taking this class to fulfill their last requirement. teacher pairs them up. what could go wrong?

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Side by side. Like it was meant to be.

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snow white lady

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julia / tag dump

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giovanni / tag dump

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gianni / tag dump

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zade / tag dump !

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tag dump !