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deanna dee wesley | 110 yrs. psycho vamp princess xoxo take you down another level get you dancing with the devil

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Different Brands of Crazy || Deanna & Cal

"What do you mean you’re-" Cal muttered into his phone before his whole face pinched in anger. He paused for a moment and glanced around before muttering, "No, I’m not making the pinched angry face, Claire. I’m not! You shut up! NO YOU." Cal hung up his phone and practically slammed it down on the counter. He and Claire hardly ever fought. Because it had been decided a long time ago (by Cal and Claire) that it was pointless because they were just fighting with themselves. Twins meant you were the same person, they’d deemed, and they were already crazy enough without adding "arguing with ourselves" to it.

He let out a breath through his nose and then picked up his phone to scroll through his contacts. He already knew Candy was busy doing somebody, so both of his other halves were busy - which made him mad. So he was using his contacts to find somebody to lay when he heard the bell to the front door of his sex shop ding. He turned his eyes to the door to see a pretty blonde, but the smell of vampire settled over him before he could get altogether too excited.

His brows knitted together though, as he realized that the scent was familiar. His blue eyes watched the vampire carefully, trying to place it. And suddenly he realized, she smelled like that dick vampire that Claire was hanging out with at this very second and neglecting him and his needs. Cal needed to at least pretend he got to bone his hot twin sisters once a week. That wasn’t too much to ask, right?? With this vampire and Dan back in the picture… Cal knew he was about to see a lot less of Claire.

However, the longer he gazed at this vampire, the more he got over the fact that she was technically dead, and the more he felt a lil bit of a tingle in his pants. “Hey there,” Cal said, his charming smile settling onto his face as she finally approached. “So, odd opening question, but you wouldn’t happen to be related to a certain… male vampire who’s hanging out with a female wolf that looks a lot like me, would you??” he asked, tilting his head a bit, “Because, if you are, I would like to offer that you and I hang out while those two lick each other’s buttholes or whatever it is that they do with their time.”

[deannawesley]

Dee was trying to enjoy Oxford, if not for the fact that she had run into Nora once again, then for her stupid idiot brother who (even though he claimed he didn't like Oxford) was totally in love with the stupid place. The stupid place and it's stupid inhabitants who she wasn't even allowed to eat because he had some sort of weird, off-kilter attachment to a select few of them. Sometimes twins could be really, really great. Until they weren't anymore. Dean had suggested she come and hang out with his new best friends but Dee would have rather relived 480 more years in the 1970s (it was a bad era for her ok the clothes were trash and everyone was weird), so she woke up as dusk hit and immediately jetted out to avoid being woken up by Claire fucking Belfront knocking on her coffin for the third day in a row. She'd been to the coffee shop. She'd hung out at the cemetery. She'd been to Fangotpia and hung out at a few college hotspots and as a last ditch resort she had even attempted to watch a movie with Hugo but she couldn't fucking stand it any longer. "Aaargh!" Dee groaned, causing a couple people to turn and stare at her before she shot them an evil glare (as evil as she could muster when she looked 12) and stomped into the nearest shop. Which she was slightly regretting already. She turned her angry face to a very large rubber penis, picked it up, and growled some more. She wanted to hit Dean in the face with it. She had just contemplated the possibility of stealing it and going around and whacking towns people with it when she heard a voice beside her. "Oh god, there's another one?" Dee had no fucking idea. Truly, because she had only met like 2 other Belfronts. She dropped the penis back on its display before turning to him, nose raised slightly as she looked him over. He did look a lot like Claire, and he was a werewolf, but Dee already liked him loads more than his female counterpart -- and much hotter. Not to mention he seemed to be just as irked at his sister as she was at her brother. The corner of her lips quirked up in a small smile. "I'm Dee," she greeted finally, extending a small hand out in greeting. "You must be the twin that isn't annoying as hell."

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"No, I suppose you had that part covered long before I came into the picture," she replied, a saddened smile still on her face. Nora had gotten the chance to learn much about Dee’s life, in particular about her relationship with her twin brother. It...

[deannawesley]

As a fresh, newbian Oxfordian (jk she would never live here for longer than she could convince Deanie to leave and maybe Nora now, too), this had been the second time that she had heard this mysterious Fangtopia mentioned. Dee figured it was high time to bite. Maybe not literally, but she was definitely hungry. As if on cue, her tummy gave an indignant little rumble. “Dean wouldn’t let me eat his boy toy, and the next person I ran into told me they were O neg, but were totally A neg,” Dee made casual conversation despite the fact that Nora smelled really nice and occasionally their shoulders would bump as they strolled (honestly — strolled?? Dee didn’t stroll), and sometimes Dee would prick her thumbnail against Nora’s thumb whenever a human bug or poopy werewolf passed a bit too close for her liking. “I’m not seeing the appeal,” Dee’s nose crinkled slightly before she turned and got a look at the brunette’s face and any and all look of disgust seemed to vanish away. “But I found you here, so it can’t be all that bad — can it?” Dee left the question rhetorical as she hugged Nora’s hand up to her chest and followed the scent of a fuckton of blood where she assumed this Fangtopia must be. A pint and some Nora didn’t sound too bad right about now. Dee kept Nora’s hand held tightly to her chest. “How about we start with how you died? Everybody loves a good ol’ tragedy in the form of the dead undead, right?” Unfortunately Dee’s wasn’t as cool as most, but she couldn’t complain if it kept her with her stupid, lovely brother all of these years. And, best of all, Nora. She still couldn’t quite believe the other girl was here. Beside her. Dee gave Nora a sharp pinch to her arm, and then to her side.

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[deannawesley]

Dee had found Dean’s scent relatively quickly upon making it into Oxford — and the plus side was that she had found a meal as well! The tall, lanky idiot had been in an alley outside of a set of apartments, sitting on a trash can, munching on a sub sandwich. He kept looking...

[deannawesley]

Sometimes when Dean spoke, Dee started thinking about other things like the New York Yankees and how sometimes she could still taste whiskey if she sniffed it for long enough. But in her defense, they had that twin telepathy thing, right? So she didn’t really need to listen to a word he said because she would just receive it telepathically.

But in her fog of all memories, both human and not, she could not for the life of her remember Dean telling her about this stupid boy at a diner.

Dee growled before letting go of his neck and giving Hugo a sharp push, causing the dunce to drop his sandwich with an indignant “Hey!!”

Not a second later Dean was at his side and it was all Dee could do not to roll her eyes and hiss at her stupid twin. “Oh my god, Dean,” Dee complained loudly, giving a childish stomp before she folded her arms across her chest. “I thought we could play with our food as long as we didn’t get attached to it!”

Seriously this place was in serious need of a warning label. And what had happened to her brother? “Seriously, I leave you alone for a decade and you make friends with this ugly thing?”

Thing spoke up once more, griping once again about his sandwich and this time Dee really did hiss down at him. “Shut up! I’m hungry and my Deanie is ungrateful,” she pouted into the air, nose sticking up high as she practically stomped out of the alley. This place was for the dogs. Literally. It smelled like a lot of dogs here.

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A Little Death || Deanna & Nora

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"No, I suppose you had that part covered long before I came into the picture," she replied, a saddened smile still on her face. Nora had gotten the chance to learn much about Dee’s life, in particular about her relationship with her twin brother. It wasn’t hard to see that the Wesley twins were a menace, having made an infamous name for themselves despite still having been so young.

Dee’s words managed to hit Nora a lot harder than they should have. Dee had felt safe with her when she should’ve felt the opposite. Shortly after leaving Brooklyn, Nora couldn’t help but wonder if she had made a mistake in befriending Dee. She had knowingly put the blonde in danger but it hadn’t been enough to keep her away. There was just something about Deanna Wesley that made Nora…feel.

But what if something had gone wrong? Despite the fact that Nora had  lived among humans before, what if she lost control for a second and Dee had been there to pay the price? What if hunters had finally gotten a hold of her and Dee just happened to be there? Countless scenarios had played out in Nora’s mind, each increasing the amount of guilt she felt.

And then suddenly a soft laughed escaped Nora’s lips. As if she could object to a proposal like that, especially when it came from Deanna. More importantly, seeing the way Dee’s face lit up caused the brunette to do the same. Before she could help herself, Nora gently took the blondes face in her hands, a small smile on her face now. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

[deannawesley]

It had been so long since Dee had seen that smile; heard that laugh. And suddenly her face was between Nora's cool hands and Dee's eyes fluttered shut as she let out a soft hum of contentment -- not unlike a cat. A very psychotic, sunny ball of blonde, cat. If it was anybody else, Dee might have even bit them, but since it was Nora, Dee's hands softly came to rest atop hers, her palms covering the back of Nora's hands just before she leaned forward to headbutt the brunette.  "I missed you," Dee stated simply, her eyes opening as her gaze met Nora's and a sparkle hit her blue hue. Dee's grip on Nora's hands tightened as she began to back up, back out into the square. "Will you tell me everything, now?" she asked innocently, hooking her fingers through her brunette companion's. "We could go sit down at a coffee shop somewhere. Like old times. This place definitely isn't Brooklyn..." And times definitely weren't the same as they once were. Before, Dee had a life to live for, or something like it. Now? They had all the time in the world, didn't they? "And if not everything... Will you at least tell me what you've been up to? What you're doing here? I mean, I'm still struggling to see the appeal." She couldn't eat Dean's boyfriend, there were way too many wolves, the hot vampire she occasionally stayed with/stole things from thought she was 14 and honestly, running into Nora had been the highlight of her time in Oxford. You know -- before she awkwardly ran from her. 

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I was so dorky up until I was about 14 or 15 and started to get a little bit cooler, but I was a socks and sandals girl. I would wear big frilly socks with sandals and all the kids would tease me.

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