#BACK AND BETTA THAN EVA.

[sanctamater]

well i have finished my drafts and also made a carrd because a new era has launched i guess let's go. :)

[crimsonimpasto]

Edvard Munch, Love and Pain/Vampire, 1895

[angel-dust-addict]

@radi0activesmile continued from here.

Alastor didn't understand. That didn't surprise Angel, really, but it did frustrate him. Alastor did not understand. He didn't understand how this worked, he didn't understand how Val worked, he didn't understand Angel's history with the other overlord. That wasn't surprising. But it was frustrating.

"Damnit, Al, that's not the point." The comment didn't come out sounding sharp or angry. Rather, there was just an unspeakable fatigue in Angel's voice. A sort of exhaustion that went clean to the bone. "I know what Val's like. I been wit' tha bastard fa' almost 50 years. Ya really think this's tha first time he's pulled this shit? Nah, babe. He's done this a few times. He gets pissed 'cause I'm gettin' too independent'r some shit, so he reminds me'a my place. I gotta go back, toe tha line a little, show 'im I've learned my lesson... He still ain't gonna be happy wit' me, but if I show 'im I rememba' who owns me, he'll leave me tha hell alone. Much as he eva' does, anyway."

Finally he looked up at Alastor. When he did, there was no anger in his expression. He just looked tired and stressed. "I don't want'cha involved. Not any more'n ya already are. I know ya ain't weak. That ain't tha point. I don't wanna be tha reason ya get hurt. I don't want'cha puttin' yerself in danger if ya don't gotta."

His miserable gaze dropped back to the bubbles. "'Sides, it's safa' fa' me, too. He'll just get pissed if I don't show. An' that'd basically be tellin' him I ain't learned a damn thing."

And that he might not survive. If Val thought he had lost control of Angel, the moth would kill him. It was that simple. He was much more valuable to Val alive, but not if Val couldn't control him.

"This ain't even tha worst thing he's eva' done." That comment was almost too quiet to hear. "'S betta' ta just keep 'im happy 'til we figuah out how ta get rid of him."

He didn't want to think about what else Val had done to him in order to maintain control. That was too much to think about, especially right now. He knew Alastor wouldn't like being told no. But it was safer to tell the stag no than to try to tell Val no.

So he would go back. He would go back and he would play his part and they would figure out how to kill the moth. But for now, he had to go back. Whether or not Alastor thought he should or not. This was not a fight he wanted to have, but it was also a risk he did not want to take.

[soft-tummy-lovin]

guess who’s back and betta than eva

[xxstaci]

She's back!!!

& Betta than Eva. 😘😘

[johnnygstaffordshire]

...he back betta than EVA...

[tainted-liquor]

yay your back!!!

(You really pulled a coryxkenshin move 😭)

STOPPP I’ve been called Frank ocean and coryxkenshin so much bru😭😭 but we back and betta than eva !!

[laknight]

you

IM BACK AND BETTA THAN EVA

[lenakluthor]

“They made a vow that if ever they were apart, they would go outside at night when the moon was full and look up into the sky. And they knew that they would both be looking at the same thing. And that they would never be apart.”

[stuckonjbbarnes]

[romanticsugestion]

How is everyone?

[fckleanna]

text to: anyone

leanna: can you imagine i was ghost all these months because i had a secret kid ???

leanna: because surprise !!!

leanna: i didn't

leanna: i just spent a little too long on a trip back to the philippines

leanna: hey

[burning-fcols]

Sure Stolas loves you angel but does he love you like he loves blitzo?

「 ☆ 」 ❝ No. He doesn'. ❞ It's a blunt answer. Surprisingly-so, considering how Angel normally dodges these sort of questions. But alone in his hotel room, with nothing but Nuggets and the scratches adorning his back as company, he lies on his stomach to alleviate the pain. He should probably have someone look them over ( Val will get on his ass about it if he lets these get infected ) ... but for now, he'd rather avoid any pitying looks or concerned questions. Sweet as the intentions are, they also make Angel feel... small. Wounded. In a way that the raw lines running down his lithe body— a gift from filming today —don't.

It's not easy to admit that the untouchable Angel Dust can bleed.

❝ He loves Blitzo... th' same way I love drugs. ❞ Chuckling bitterly, Angel recalls the first time he had tried them. How invigorated he felt. How free. He had seen stars that night... and hadn't stopped chasing them, REACHING for them since. ❝ Th' high is like nothin' you've eva' felt b'fore. An' it's like nothin' you'll eva' feel again. No matta' how many times you use 'em, it's not th' same... an' that's how it gets ya. Because you don' wanna believe it. You need ta feel it again an' maybe, if you keep tryin'... you will. ❞ Shaking his head, he sucks in a breath before shakily exhaling.

❝ Not that it ain't worth all th' otha' times. It's still pretty damn good... A lot betta' than bein' soba'. ❞ Shifting in place, he hisses in a sharp breath between his teeth, his back crying out in protest, ❝ Comin' down from that high hurts like Hell though. Reminds you jus' how shitty everythin' else is... an' makes you feel like a piece'a shit fer runnin'. But ya can' help yerself. You want it. You fuckin' WANT it... No matta' how much it hurts. Even when it starts hurtin' more than it helps. ❞

❝ Hell, maybe that's one'a th' reasons you do it... because it hurts. ❞

Or maybe that's where the analogy ends. Maybe Angel is just a little more fucked up than the Prince. 「 ☆ 」

[normvni]