Rowan is... Rowan means a lot to Angelo. His business associate, his teammate. A confident and a skilled fighter in equal parts. The man who made Angelo feel more alive, ironic considering Rowan's parentage.
Angelo would die for him and live for him in equal parts. The dhampir makes him see red and makes him feel warm and happy at the same time. The ultimate contradiction. Saddled with music taste more awful than Angelo could ever believe one man to have. As maddening as he is loveable.
Love.
Angelo felt...
He...
They are business associates. Inseperable till death does them part.
It helps that Rowan's bite is as enjoyable as his bark.
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I take it back, I hope Miguel gets thrown into space, frozen into a giant rock and then eventually stops thinking. I want what happened to Kars to happen to him BECAUSE WHY ARE YOU DIGGING YOUR SHARP ASS CLAWS INTO THIS CHILD ?!?
Miles better launch his ass into space. That’s the only punishment he deserves.
anywelps my last edits for blacktober, was gonna make a kira n diavolo one but too tired. but ! i wanted to say thank you for the support on em this year <33
Angelo had been gone for several hours on his 'mission' now. All Rowan had managed to get out of him before he got properly dressed and left their hotel room was 'Request from my boss, shouldn't take too long, be back before our plans' and then he was gone.
They were meant to have lunch plans together but Angelo had been gone well past midday at this point, the sky starting to darken into evening. It was a little worrying even. It didn't usually take that long for Angelo to do much of anything, the man was good at what he did.
It felt like forever until something of interest had happened, several gasps heard outside of their hotel room, followed by the almost trademark heavy footfalls of his partner in crime. Angelo wasn't exactly quiet.
The door handle jostled for a moment before falling still, the man on the otherside cursing under his breath. It was a keycard lock, some... newfangled thing he constantly forgot about. He missed keys. It took several more moments until the door slammed open, a truly ghastly figure shambling through it.
Angelo looked a real mess, his usually well-kept long hair a total mess, clumped in places with what was probably dried blood. He hobbled inside, Firestarter's hand grabbing onto the doorframe for support. Blood dripped down from what had to be a cut on his forehead, joining the blood dribbling down from a split lip, both making a mess on his poor suit which was... equally as rough. The red did a lot of the legwork in hiding what were probably the worst parts of his injuries, although dark blood pooled between fingers where he clutched at his side. The poor man looked one step from simply just passing out in the doorway where he stood. "Room service's coming with a medkit, pay the guy more money from my stuff." He muttered, taking another step before his leg buckled and he collapsed down in a bloody heap, Firestarter fading out as he fell.
He had made it a step into the room, better than he'd expected.
Crawling out of the depths of hell cuz I’m tryna read banger Negan x Reader fics and all I’m finding is weird ass freaky bullshit😭 anyways imma still write for bg3 n stuff but imma dabble in some other fandoms now that I’m out of school n stuff (YIPEEE)
My Blu-ray collection on the new cubby shelf looks pretty aesthetically pleasing rn, but I still have a few cases left so it won’t look as nice when I’m done organising 😭