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adundas:
the other was right, he didn’t seem like somebody that diego would easily be able to forget both in looks and personality. “you don’t owe me money. we wouldn’t be stood here having this lovely little conversation if you owed me money. you’d be pressed against a wall with my hand on your throat, and not in a way you’d like.” diego shrugged casually, like they were talking about the weather. however, if there was a way to end up in that exact same position but in a way they’d both enjoy, the vampire was absolutely down for that.
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❝Is that a threat or a promise? You wouldn’t leave a man high and dry would ya’?❞ The witch questions, tilting his head to the side. ❝Bold of you to assume I wouldn’t enjoy it.❞ Wolfie’s tongue licks along his bottom lip as his eyes traveled down the others arms. ❝You seem like the typa’ guy that’d be real good at roughing me up.❞ Without a doubt he enjoyed a good man-handling. Not everyone could match his needs though and the man before him, a vampire he assumed (and hoped), looked like he’d be a great time.
Not enough people named WOLFGANG these days smh what’s with that
Robert Sheehan: Mortal Engines GigaTV Mag Interview (2018)
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the witch can oooh and aww about anything , but this might be the first time since she stepped foot on campus that she genuinely wants to do it , only she holds it in because she wants the other to like her ( even if it’s for a moment ). and getting googly eyes over them wasn’t exactly what nix had in mind. ❛ that’s so cool , ❜ is just about all she can manage. the smile that splits against her lips exposes that nix not only thinks that it’s cool that she can both sing and play instruments , but that it’s insanely impressive , her mood railing with overflowing admiration. she would love to hear her do either any day. ❛ you could be , like , the next biggest pop - star. ❜ ariana grande , who ? nix plays another key , this time hitting the ebony over ivory with another soft smile. ❛ you’ll have to tell me your name before it’s up in the lights. ❜
❝Maybe one day... Too early to tell.❞ The succubus plasters a bashful smile on her face as if she were so flattered. Surely any cubus or fae could be some sort of celebrity if they desired to be in the spotlight. A majority full of crooked grins, sly hands and dangerous voices ; almost like that of a siren causing a shipwreck. Had the other known what she was she probably wouldn’t have been as impressed knowing that Rose could just use her ability to her advantage. It’s how she maintained an easy A in class and she didn’t see a problem with it at all. ❝Rosalía De La Cruz. But you can just call me Rose. Y tu? I gave you mine, it’s only fair you give me yours, querida.❞
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there’s an ease to the witch’s posture that melts into place once their drinks had been ordered. how could it not ? he’s a man made up of fine lines and well - fitted clothes sitting in a low lit bar with who he thought was easily the best looking person in the whole room after only catching them in glimpses from the walk over , a rarity when the bar’s this crowded and filled with drunk half - recognizable students shouting over lost bets and pool games. it takes a lot to catch the witch’s attention these days ( there’s a heavy lost in his heart , details for a later time ) and yet somehow she’s got all of it. he leans in towards her just enough so the music doesn’t box out the bass of his voice , hints of deep rooted louisiana vernacular making his name roll off the tongue like sweet bayou rum , ❛ khalil mckay , ❜ he tips his chin down just so with a half smile. ❛ and I gotta say , it’s killin ’ me that I haven’t really seen you around before. ❜ the witch is plenty nice when need be , but the nostalgia given off between the bar and the woman sitting next to him makes it easy , liking finding something special you didn’t know you lost. ❛ so tell me , who are you ? ❜
There’s a familiarity to his voice and its enough to make her feel both slightly uneasy (she hopes it doesn’t show on her face) yet comforted at the same time. It’s confusing but she cant bring herself to leave, she’d just gotten there and he’d gotten a drink for her. Something tells her they’d be there a while, like good old times neither of them remembered. ❝Khalil.❞ She repeats the name, savoring it on her tongue as if she’d be able to taste the sweet southern twang from his tone. Freya’s able to drown out the music and other patrons at the bar to focus on his. ❝That just makes you incredibly unobservant.❞ She tuts, with a shake of her head. Though her tone lingers on playful note as they’re interrupted by the bartender placing their respective glasses above a napkin that did little to keep the counter dry from condensation. ❝The names Freya. Freya Kwon. I teach Hacking 101.❞
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diego had a habit of minding his own business when he walked through campus. he liked to keep himself to himself, his head down and his mind on himself. it was only occasionally that somebody caught his eye, and he didn’t expect that occasion to be a friday afternoon when he was on his way to his bike. walking in his direction was a man who diego instantly wanted to eat. he not-so-subtly changed his path slightly to walk straight in front of the man and stopped when they were close enough. “how come i have seen you before? are you new or am i just incredibly unobservant?”
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Wolfie doesn’t drive and it’s best kept that way. He doesn’t even have a permit and even if he did, he’d never be allowed to get past that and move on to a driver’s license. It’d just be taken from him or he’d end up in jail as someone’s bitch for multiple DUI’s and unpaid parking tickets. He’s weighing his options: would he commute, Uber or try to cop a ride from someone? The evening’s still young. ❝Incredibly unobservant is my best guess.❞ The witch responds, lips turning upright into a smirk. ❝I’m not someone you’d forget.❞ Maybe he’s biased but that’s neither here nor there. ❝Unless I owe you money which in that case you’ve never seen me, sweetcheeks.❞ Yes I’m talking about your ass, he almost adds. ❝But if not, I don’t mind making up for lost time.❞
diego had been though a lot in his life. there were so many demons and bodies in his closet that it was full to the brim but never before had he seen ghosts. apart from vampires, he didn’t think it was possible for people to come back from the dead and yet, standing in front of him was his dead sister. memories came flooding back of playing with her as children, of holding her cold lifeless body in his arms, of burying her body. “rose?” was the only word he managed to mutter as he stared at her in complete disbelief.
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With eyes glued to her phone screen, the succubus is half paying attention to her surroundings. She’s switching between different social media apps and DMs, trying to find something or someone that’s worth keeping her entertained. Rose drags her gaze upward to the stranger that’d called her name and if her heart were alive and beating it’d probably ache. But it doesn’t and he’s looking at her like he knows her. She doesn’t recognize him one bit and she just blinks, trying to look through memories... It never failed her before. ❝If I’m in trouble for whatever reason, I’m innocent until proven guilty, Professor __?❞ She’s sure she’s probably seen him around the halls in passing. Though, she’s not actually worried if she is being called to the dean’s office.
“no i don’t care if you’re lost, it really isn’t difficult to find. it’s the only house here…. well hurry up about it.” tor practically yelled down the phone. after a couple of seconds she finally hung up and threw the item on the couch as if it were her phone that had offended her. she turned to her best friend and roommate with a sigh. “how are humans so useless even when i compel them? all i wanted was for my rug to be delivered before i die but apparently that’s too much to ask.”
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Rose chuckles as she overhears the blonde yelling from the other room and shakes her head as she pours them both a drink. Part of her would feel bad for whichever poor unfortunate soul was at the other end of the line, but they most likely deserved it. ❝Drink up, babe.❞ The brunette offers her the glass as she joins Tor in the living room. ❝They’ve got phone service to call you but can’t follow simple GPS directions? Imbeciles.❞
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helena saw the flask from the corner and immediately made grabby hands in it’s direction, waiting for wolfie to offer her some. “we better, im getting real tired of people thinking we walk around in robes and pointy hats. who walks around in robes and point hats? at least thanks to that blonde guy the humans know we’re all incredibly sexy and that’s the main thing.”
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He chuckles as he sees her make the grabby hands, of course he’d offer her some. Sharing was caring. ❝We’d look like a cult.❞ Shoulders rise and fall in a shrug, ❝I mean, some covens can be. Guilty as charged. But if you’re gonna be in one at least look good or what's the point. Y’know?❞ Wolfie pauses, trying to think back on the movie. ❝There was a cute blonde guy? Can’t recall.❞