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theodora-cohen·:

Theodora walked into her favourite late night coffee shop and chocolatier. She had been very busy throughout the day, working on some artefacts that had been sent to her from various museums. So now she needed to unwind and this was a good place to do it. She ordered a mocha band a little selection of chocolates before making her way to sit at one of the tables outside. Teddy took a small bite out of one of the chocolates before nodding her head in approval, “Mmm, these are so good,” she murmured to herself.

Serena always stayed open a little later into the night to cater to the vampires of New Orleans who could not come out at any other time. She was close to closing up and there were only a few people left. Wiping down the tables outside Serena was happy to hear the compliment. “Glad to hear it. I probably swipe more of those chocolates than I should when it’s slow.” 

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isaaclandon·:

@xsercna

“You should consider yourself lucky.” Isaac said as he tugged the gag from her mouth. Serena was bound by her wrists and ankles, layer upon layer of incantation upon the abandoned hotel room they were in, keeping her screams from reaching anyone, and her body drastically weakened. It was a similar spell that he’d used on Arthur’s manor before the explosion, and it certainly worked well when dealing with those with enhanced abilities just to keep them extra pliant.

“Normally I slaughter my captives slowly, as you can see.” He said, motioning with a nod to where blood splattered the walls and floor. It was where he and Ares had tortured and ripped apart the bodies that would later be on display for the entire city, and he grinned wildly as he looked back at her, likely looking half mad in the dimply lit room. “You can crawl back to your precious Renegade leader. Inform him that he stands no chance against me or my own. You all will be crushed, and I certainly would prefer you stay just so I can take pleasure in doing it.” 

He held up a hand and tightened it into a fist, the resounding noise of splintering bone following from her right leg. “Crushed like flimsy branches on a tree, blood spilled along my streets, and screams echoing in honor of the pain I’ve brought.” His other hand rises and he begins the same motion, crushing the bone of her left. “I’ll burn you all.”

It all had happened so quickly that she hadn’t had time to react let alone fight back. One moment she was walking down a street and the next moment she was jumped by the maniac in front of her. He took her to a condemned hotel after swiftly overpowering her. Serena had been his captive since then and her mind was desperately racing to seek a way out of this solution. “Funny, I don’t feel so lucky.” Serena snarled and refused to show her belly to this maniac. He was clearly the more powerful one between the two of them, but Serena was a Delacroix and she didn’t roll over so easily. A deep feeling of fear resided in the pit of her stomach though. This was not going to go well. 

A almost numbing tingling coursed through her body and after only experiencing this once in her life, Serena knew it was whatever spell that had made her weak during the masquerade. “You’re a sick fuck.” Serena spat, chocolate orbs taking in the blood and carnage surrounding her. “Most of those people had been innocent of whatever sick mission you are on.” The discovery of the bodies around the city had been a dark spot. “And who are your own? The Syndicate?” Serena’s gaze flickered back to the psychopath in front of her. “Why are you doing this? Why kill all of those people who have nothing to do with us?” 

His hand raised and while she had no idea what was to come, Serena felt something settle in the pit of her stomach and the hairs on the back of her neck rise. The crushing pain that came next made her scream out in agony. Tears sprung to the corners of her eyes while the pain quickly shot up her whole body. “Fuck... you...” Serena panted as pain splintered through every vein while she tried to recover. He was mad. He was utterly mad. The pain consumed her other leg as the bones splintered with a simple curl of his fingers. Her screams echoed off the walls once more. 

[annajoganiyan]

[astraea-aureum]

“ don’t tell me you’re fine. this is not fine ”

Isabelle raked her fingers through her hair; she was a manic mess pacing back and forth so much she was threatening to wear a pathway in the expensive penthouse floors. “I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do Serena.” She felt the noose around her neck tighten, the walls were closing in, and all she could see was her failure. “I failed at this, at being a wife. At being his wife, he doesn’t want me; I don’t want someone who doesn’t want me, this gets me out- it gets everyone out and gives us a chance at real happiness.”

Isabelle was panicked as she spoke, her breath coming quickly as her heart pounded painfully in her chest. She was starting to see little white spots dance before her eyes. The decision she was considering it was a lofty one, one that would change everything. “I’ll be fine; I have to figure out what I’m going to do, and do it for myself. For once do something for me. Can you at least understand that? Because if you can then everything will be fine.”

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Serena had never seen Isabelle like this. She had never witnessed her so panicked and manic in the whole time she had known her. Even when Isabelle had been more under her father’s control she never saw a break in her like this. “Breathe. That’s what you need to do.” Serena stated in a calm voice though her eyes displayed another story entirely. Worry captured her whole being for her friend. “You didn’t fail at being his wife. You didn’t fail at anything.” Serena hated to see her like this. “How does it get you out? I highly doubt the marriage contract would become null and void because you would be a vampire instead of a witch.” Isabelle would still be herself, and she would still come with the east coast witches. 

There was no way to continue to watch this. Serena rose from her seat and captured Isabelle in the middle of her pacing. She led her over to the couch and sat her down. “Breathe - please, you need to breathe.” She was afraid Isabelle would pass out on her or throw up. This mental break down wasn’t doing anyone any good. “I’m right here, alright? I need you to breathe, Is. I’m here with you. I got you.” Serena wrapped her slim arms around her friend and held her close. They would discus this crazy idea Isabelle suddenly told her about, but first she had to calm down.

[musingmemes]

    concerned meme

“ are you okay? ”

“ you don’t look so good ”

“ sit down, you look faint ”

“ have you eaten today? ”

“ please, just rest for a minute please ”

“ i’m worried about you ”

“ what the hell happened? ”

“ did someone do this to you? ”

“ what’s wrong? ”

“ how long has this been going on? ”

“ why didn’t you tell me? ”

“ i can’t not care about you ”

“ don’t tell me you’re fine. this is not fine ”

[liars--pretty--liars]

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THIS IS: SERENA DELACROIX

The Sound of Silence by Disturbed Natural by Imagine Dragons Bottom of the River by Delta Rae Happier by Marshmellow, Bastille Feeling Myself by Nicki Minaj, Beyoncé Young Blood by Noah Kahan Swim by Valley Carry On by Young Rising Sons Far From Young by Half an Orange Good Old Days by Macklemore, Kesha Gallows by Shelby Merry sea castle by Purity Ring Mountain to Move by Nick Mulvey Cringe by Matt Maeson Darkside by Alan Walker, Au/Ru, Tomine Harket

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rykersteele·:

“If not them, then who?” He was a cruel man by trade, his job requiring him to push people to their limits, to divulge their secrets. He shed blood, ripped teeth from mouths, separated fingers from hand, done things even the most dark of men couldn’t fathom, but even he didn’t touch the gruesome display of bodies found around their city. Which left him to question exactly who could not only physically be capable of such violence, but who could be psychologically capable. He looked at Serena, though she put on a tough front, he could tell this was hard for her. “Hey, are you okay?” He wasn’t usually one for acknowledging feelings, but he felt compelled to make sure she was alright. 

That was the million dollar question, wasn’t it? If not the Syndicate, then who? “Do you know of anything of a third power?” She asked with a furrowed brow of deep thought. Serena was a spy and despite the world she had grown up, she had been shielded from the violence. Even her position here kept her away from the gruesome violence. This was beyond what either side had done so far. “It’s not that far fetched... I mean we came in and challenged the power. Maybe someone else thought they could do the same?” Serena’s stomach turned as she looked over the gruesome display of bodies once more. “What’s the message though?” Chocolate orbs were clouded as they flickered away for a brief moment of relief. “They were innocent.” She whispered in response to his question. 

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milanwees·:

Watching as she came down from the small high they had just had, Milan wondered how it would be if they ever ended up in bed together. The thought made him want to take a cold shower, his mind already in the gutter of it. He threw himself out of it - focusing solely on Serena. He grinned at her, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. This was stupid, he felt like a teenager falling for the prettiest girl at school and yet they were two people, one over three-hundred, the other a werewolf from a highly respected family. 

His hand went into her hair again, his eyes glossed over with the need of her. Yet he wouldn’t play out on it. They hadn’t known each other for long, they just seemed to fall deeper and deeper the more the pair saw each other. There were secrets between them which would ruin everything and yet Milan for one couldn’t say anything. Losing her now would be something he wasn’t prepared for and if it came down to it - Perhaps he’d lose himself again too. “Yeah, let’s keep it at we don’t know what just happened when in truth we both know.” His eyes find hers and a small smirk was placed upon his lips. They both knew what it was, they wanted each other and it wasn’t a bad thing, but if they dove into that already, maybe the chances of a deeper bond would fade?

Milan wasn’t prepared for that and therefore gently moved so Serena was now sitting next to him again. His hand draping on the back of the couch, her head on his shoulder. “Let’s take it in the pace we want to.. There’s no rush-” he paushed for a second before kissing the top of her head. “But if that’s just the kiss, I’m very excited about the rest.” 

The wolf in Serena was pushing at her insides to come out. A certain animalistic side of her took over in times where lust would become the dominating emotion. In this instance with his lips pressed against her own and his toned body supporting hers she simply wanted to throw him down on her bed and take him here. Yet, even through the mess her mind was at the moment, she knew the smart move was to not do that. She really liked Milan. And she didn’t want to throw it all way by jumping into bed with him. There was a chance if they dove into it that the lust had been the prevailing emotion. Arousal still prevailed though and she tilted her head to lean into his touch. 

Damn. She needed a cold shower. But she couldn’t bring herself to move away from him. That same want and desire was mirrored in his own gaze and she growled softly, slim fingers running through his hair. Serena needed to pump the breaks, she didn’t want to lose him. Moving too fast could kill whatever was clearly growing between them and she hoped that it was much more than just a physical attraction between them. “Combined lapse of judgement?” She joked, laughing softly. Serena wasn’t sure how much she could trust her own self control. Based on the look in his eyes and how he agreed with her words, she suspected he was playing his own self control to the best of his ability. Their faces were mere inches away from each other and she closed the distance to kiss him once more - this time gently and final. A goodbye of sorts. But they needed to keep it slow. 

He was the stronger of the two and he took her off his lap, though it was the last thing she wanted. Twisting her body, she leaned into his arm and rested against the curve of his body. “There’s no rush, you have eternality after all.” She joked lightly. Damn him. A combination of a soft moan and a growl could be heard. “I’m looking forward to it too.” She didn’t want him to leave though. “So how old are you really?” Serena asked, wanting to know everything she could about him. 

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caydenbergsman·:

Cayden’s brow creased in disappointment, but he did nothing more to attempt to prove Arthur had been the one to pull him free of the wreckage. He instead diverted his attention to those of his gang, who were likely still trapped within the burning manor. “They were in the library with me.” He said as he shifted forward, wondering if he would have the strength and energy to stand. Arthur’s blood was cycling its way through him quickly, offering a surge of power, but he’d lost so much, and was still in dire need of a good feed.

He glanced down at his wound as she noticed the continued bleeding from the area and his frown deepened. “It will heal.” The eventually went unsaid, because he certainly needed to replenish what was lost. “For now we need to get ourselves and others clear of this place before something worse happens.”

Serena wanted to believe him - she desperately wanted to believe that the brother who abandoned Cayden could have some good in him. But, it seemed unlikely. Especially after the attack they just suffered. This was Arthur’s home, surely he had to have knowledge of it. Serena’s stomach was knotted into a mess of anxiety at the thought of what had happened to Isabelle. “What about Isabelle? Have you seen her?” She certainly was no original vampire. Cayden and his brother were the only ones and if Cay could get hurt, then anyone else was fair game. Gentle fingers hovered hesitantly over his wound, he needed to heal and now. “I was outside, I haven’t seen anyone else since I got out of that maze and got here.” 

“Not fast enough.” Fear surged through her. Could he actually die? “Cayden, you need to feed from me.” Her hands pressed against his chest when he tried to move. If he got up right now, he would bleed out. “Cay, you can’t move right now. You’re hurt... really hurt.” Fear clouded her gaze as she held his own.

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milanwees·:

The approach of her hand upon his cheek was like a ember touching his skin. It would forever burn as he would never be warm again himself. His shoulders, gently rising in the sheer surprise of her touch, her words still lingering in his mind as she came forward, pressing her lips gently to his. He didn’t think she’d be the one to do it, or to even take this move. He knew he could and he knew very well it would be impossible for him to break it. 

Her lips moved away from his gently but it only took him seconds to respond back. This time, he answered with more, he craved more because he cared for her so much that sometimes he thought he’d die all over again, that his heart would beat just to stop once more for her. His kiss was rougher, more needy than the one she’d started off with, maybe he was even taking it too far, but it didn’t take long before he’d pulled her on to his lap. He cared for her, she cared for him - Didn’t that mean that right now the world was in their palm? If life was as fragile as it had been, why couldn’t they live? Why couldn’t this small moment of bliss, last for an eternity? 

Milan didn’t know how, but somehow he was able to stop himself. The kiss gently faded and his forehead was again, against hers. One of his hands on her waist, the other on her neck. A small chuckle escaped and he searched her eyes gently. “You surprised me.” He inhaled the smell of them, knowing very well that a wolf and a vampire rarely ended up in these situations. Weren’t they mortal enemies? The kind which wasn’t supposed to go together, yet they fit like nothing else? The emotions, the fire, it seemed like it could never burn out. “I’m sorry if I got a little excited…”

Serena couldn’t explain why she had done what she had. There was no logic in it and she certainly hadn’t put any thought into it. The only thing that had come over her mind had been the relief at seeing him whole and safe. Worry had been eating her up for days that the weight finally taken off her shoulders had made her giddy and light. Suddenly she had captured his lips in a kiss that took her mind a moment to catch up with. 

In the fraction of a second it took for him to pull away reality came crashing down on Serena. She shouldn’t have done such a thing. It was too fast and too sudden. This undeniable pull towards him was opening like a flood gate, compelled forward by the fear of losing him forever. Yet that was no excuse to completely forget herself and kiss him like that. Though they had just admitted their feelings for each other, regret ate Serena up. All of that doubt was completely wiped away when he pulled her in for a deeper rougher and needier kiss. She moaned gently against his lips as swift hands moved her to his lap. Tone legs settled around his own and her hands wrapped around his neck. 

No thought existed in Serena’s mind when he responded like this except for how right it felt. Every thought of the war she was in and all the secrets she was hiding from Milan fell away. He cared for her and she cared for him. It was as simple as that. Her heated body pressed against his chilled one causing her to shiver. When he pulled away and ended it, Serena felt one fleeting moment of aching for more. Yet, he was right to do so. They remained close, folding into each other’s hold and for that she was grateful. “You surprised me.” She laughed softly and lifted one hand to gently trace over his jawline. “Don’t apologize for that. I thought you would think I was crazy for kissing you in the first place. I don’t know what came over me.” The contrast of their temperatures was the prevailing difference, but she did not mind their species. She had never been with a vampire, but that did not mean it was wrong in her eyes. She simply craved him completely. 

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milanwees·:

“Ah, I knew people, but no friends - No.” He was lying again of sorts. He was part of the Syndicate, but his obligations and what he did, didn’t mean he was close with anyone - He hadn’t really fit into the whole space of the Syndicate, at least not in a while. He always kept himself hidden, making sure he wasn’t in the spotlight for some of the higher members to actually notice him. That plan had somewhat failed as he’d escorted Iris to the ball, but he hadn’t even been in contact with her since.. If she was okay, he believed so - But the two lived such separate lives that it wasn’t of importance.. besides, if she knew of his friendships on the other side - she would have his head. 

He walked over, seating himself next to her. The heat radiating from Serena indicated that she felt comfortable around him now, that in itself made him happy, but also slightly worried. What if he ended up breaking this? What if his secrets came out and what if she would hate him for it? He didn’t know if he could deal with that. “It’s alright.” he murmured before taking his hand over her palm. He just wanted to touch her again, feel her close, because in doing so, he knew she was safe and that no one, would take her away from him right now - Not until she figured out his secrets and she would walk away from him willingly. 

“That sounds very lonely.” Serena spoke softly as chocolate orbs were trained to him. She wasn’t quite sure how old he was, he hadn’t told her the exact age but he had told her he was indeed very old. He seemed to carry a lot of weight on his shoulders and Serena wished she could help him relieve some of it. That night had been a horrible experience and she knew many people had died. Some of her friends had almost died as well. But it was behind them and they both had to leave that horrible night in the past. They both were alright. They both would be alright. 

He joined her on the couch and Serena felt a small sense of ease wash over her. He looked like he was about to spring out the door and into the night when he paced by the window like that. Even though his clothes, she could feel the chill of his clothes but it was grounding in this moment. Cool fingers wrapped around her warm skin and she let her gaze train on his own. “Good. Then let us not worry about it anymore. We are both fine. I’m fine.” Her free hand moved up to cup his cheek. “And you are fine.” A sense of ease that she hadn’t felt in a long time finally settled over her. The worry that had caused the dark circles under her eyes would finally leave her be. The joy of seeing him alright propelled her forward without thought and she leaned up to gently kiss him. 

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@isabellexgrey

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lexhwillcwgrey·:

“Oh, suck it up, would you?” The shifted roll of her eyes quite literally skewed her tone of voice to more of a groan as she slipped through the gates of the broken home that all too few people ever went anywhere near for the myriad of stories that leaked from the lips of those it’d scared off.. “Everyone’s too worked up about that party bullshit, you think anyone’s going to be paying attention to anything else anytime soon?” Really, she wasn’t interested, her siblings were fine and little else mattered to her, what she was interested in, was the dip of energy she’d felt as she vaulted the black iron fence.

It had been a while since Serena had seen the young Grey sibling. Though they had grown up in the same city, there were certain siblings she had seen more than others. It seemed that Leah Willow had not changed much over the years. “Bullshit? You are awfully blasé for someone who could have easily lost your brother.” Serena had already come to terms with the fear that had consumed her after that fateful night. He was safe now, but it had been a close call. Too close for her own personal liking. “Why did you drag me out here?”

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milanwees·:

For a second his heart took a quick leap. A cold dead heart which suddenly reacted to someones voice. She cared for him too. It was like a sting of no other, a needle filled with happiness and sorrow all at once. She cared for him and yet she didn’t really know him. He was lying on top of it all and she was standing there folding parts of her feelings to him like he had. Did he deserve it? No. Did he wish to hear it? Yes. A small smile flickered over his lips, him trying to cover it, yet failing slightly before he continued to listen to her. She seated herself on the couch after the door had been closed and he watched her intently. The thought of her being hurt was a horror on it’s own, but now getting the memo that she was alright made everything so much more easier. They had both needed to take care of others as not even one out of the two had been able to just stand idly by. 

“I’m very happy you are alright.” he sighed with happiness behind it. If she’d been dead, what on earth would he have become? Another empty shell of himself yet again? Milan nodded, his arms crossed over his chest. “I had to help those I could from my position- Some more than others.” The memory of miriam bleeding out sitll haunted him, no matter how much he wished it hadn’t bothered him. He’d been desperate to save her, to make sure she was okay, even when she was a threat to everything good in his life. “I’m doing better, now that I know you are okay.” 

Serena couldn’t believe the words had come out of her mouth. It was something she had been wanting to deny. Milan was a fantasy, a silly dream of normal happiness in the middle of bloody and violent war. Yet, she found the words slipping past her lips. The explosion had made her worry for Milan’s safety to a degree that she hadn’t felt before. He didn’t say anything as her words hung in the air between them. But shock and a hidden joy showed on his face and Serena could understand the inner turmoil since it effected her as well. Seeing him here alive and well set every worry that had been eating her alive at ease. 

“I was one of the lucky ones.” It was true. Lukas and Cayden had been in really bad shape. Both could have died and she wasn’t sure what she would do without them. Milan looked well and she hoped he hadn’t been hurt at all, even to be able to heal. “You had friends there?” Serena asked, thinking of the innocents that had been caught int he crossfire. People had died. It was horrid. She patted the spot on the sofa next to her and invited him to come closer. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you.” But she had been just as worried for him. 

[live4soccerl4s]