Sweetheart

Meet me behind the Denny's at 3am, we're either gonna kiss or fight [Re:Vamp RP blog for Babette] 

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They have!! I am now closing admissions 

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I’ll make u breakfast in bed. The pancakes will be heart shaped. 

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I’ll fuckin rend you little man 

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WHO wants to go on a cute little valentines date tomorrow?? 

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Babette is napping hard when she gets the call, her phone blaring loudly at her from somewhere in her bed. She blindly slaps her blankets for a few seconds before she finds the tiny screaming device and puts it up to her ear without bothering to check who’s calling. Probably Emm or Izzy, everyone’s feeling antsy and pent up because of the snow, this wouldn’t be the first time she woke up from random calls from stir crazy friends. 

“Hullo?” She asks, rubbing at her eyes and stretching her legs lazily under the covers. 

“Babbit…?” Comes the watery reply, and Babette is sitting up straight, completely awake in a second. 

“Luca, hey bud, what’s up?” She’s already clambering out of bed, “Why are you crying, are you ok?” 

“I’m fine but-” There’s a miserable sniffle and Babs has to start pacing around her room before she runs out into the blizzard in her pajamas. “I don’t know what happened, I was driving around in the snow- I was being careful! I know it’s stupid ok, but I…” 

Luca trails off and phone statics, Babette is almost panicked that the call is about to drop but their connection manages to hang on. 

“I think I crashed?” Luca says, “I don’t know, I can’t tell where I am, the snow is coming down so hard and I can barely see outside my windows.” 

Babette will have time to yell at her brother for driving around during a blizzard later, right now she needs to get him to calm down. His breaths are coming in too panicked and too fast and Babette doesn’t want him to have a full breakdown by himself, stranded somewhere in the haunted snow. 

“It’s ok! Is your engine still on? You have heat, right?” 

Luca lets out a quiet affirmative hum and Babette breathes a sigh of relief. 

“Ok. Do you have gps or something? Can you look at that to tell me where you are?” 

There’s silence for a moment, Babette gnaws on her lip and doesn’t care that she definitely breaks skin with her fangs, the tangy and heavy taste of her own blood flooding her mouth. She hasn’t stopped pacing since she pushed herself out of bed, clomping back and forth in her room until Luca speaks up again. 

“I’m by Columbus park” He says eventually, sounding hopeless. It’s music to Babette’s ears, though. She knows Columbus park, she goes past it in the mornings when she jogs sometimes, she could probably find her way there blindfolded. It’s a bit of a trek, but she knows she can make it, cursed snow or not. 

“Ok. Stay there. Don’t leave your car and stay warm ok? I know where that’s at and I’ll come get you.” Babette says, already opening her closet to pull out as many layers of coats that she can. 

“What? Babbit, are you crazy? What if you get lost?” Luca sounds panicked, the phone struggling to adjust as he shouts into his phone. 

“I won’t! I know where you’re at. I have friends around there. I’m coming to get you and there’s nothing you can do about it.” 

The line goes silent and Babette is worried that their connection dropped completely before Luca speaks again, a quiet and tearful “Okay.”

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WHOOOO wants to do a Secret Santa with me? 

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HhrngnoZofnfnJGGNNGOh rbrnob

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@lambonthealtar

Ur an angel the love of my life I would die for you and then resurrect myself specifically to kiss you

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@sclera69

Pepper, babe, I am SO worried I’m going to burn down your entire house. I’ll mix but you gotta keep me away from the oven

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I am begging I will pay someone to make these little shits for me

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@librarygirl you’re not exempt from this, babe, hand over those boudoir shots

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God why is everybody so fuckin. Hot.

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I’ve been waiting for this

[Babette decides to go with a classic bathroom counter shot. She sits, delicately perched and back slightly arched. She’s clearly just rolled out of bed specifically to take this picture, only wearing a tiny pair of sleep shorts, her hair mussed from sleep. One hand is holding her phone while the other holds down her shirt, the hem of which is being held in between her teeth. She’s holding it just barely high enough that she’s still being technically appropriate but providing a good and fair amount of under boob. Her lips are pulled up into a cheeky smirk and she’s winking at the reflection of her phone.]