With Fire In My Veins

Liar (It takes one to know one) There are moments that define our lives and help make us who we are. For me that moment was my death. Hell is real. I should know. My name is Evan Everett Clark and I'm a demon.

[ichor-veins]

Element Aesthetic – Fire

[memories]

apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 03/29/2012 8:39:18 PM.

[memories]

I’d be nothing without @my-ameliapond.

[propermusic]

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[everettarcher]

propermusic:

Taking Back Sunday - Liar (It Takes One to Know One)

[ichababecrane-deactivated201501]

I just gravitate towards flawed, conflicted, troubled people.

[earthboundazrael]

+everettarcher

[earthboundazrael]

"I, um, I mean—" She paused, trying to square herself off. "I’ve never really met any demons before, so. I—I think it’d be unreasonable to exorcise you right off the bat? I mean, I should on principle, but…" She trailed off, uncertain again.

[everettarcher]

"But it's the principle of the thing that makes you want to rebel and not smite me?" Oh he was enjoying this more than he should but for the most part Evan had found little reason to further antagonize the angel in front of him. "How is it you've never met any demons before?"

[earthboundazrael]

+everettarcher

[everettarcher]

"……Yeah. Lemme guess…" He narrowed his eyes. "Ooooh angel. Goody."

[earthboundazrael]

"Well, yes." She shifted slightly, uncertain of how to react. She hadn’t really encountered any demons. "Um. Quite."

[everettarcher]

"And on the first try. That's always nice." One eyebrow went up went he noticed the way she shifted in place. "You keep the salt, holy water, and exorcisms to yourself and I'll be the nicest demon you've ever met."

[earthboundazrael]

+everettarcher

Azrael stared at the man before her, eyebrows lifting. “Are you a demon?” She asked, not caring how blunt she was.

[everettarcher]

"......Yeah. Lemme guess..." He narrowed his eyes. "Ooooh angel. Goody."

[my-ameliapond]

Heat guy—Yeah, get him. You set this place on fire and you’ll be the one paying for repairs, or the new apartment. 

[ A yawn, pushing tangled red hair away from her eyes. She’s considered moving quite a few times in the past—But this apartment’s grown on her; it’s no penthouse, but it’s warm and comfortable, and Jasmine gets her own room. So she’s perfectly alright with that. ]

Hm? Oh, no, it’s alright. Toast would be nice, though, if you don’t mind.

[ A sly grin in his direction. ] Please.

[everettarcher]

Bit out of my price range right now so I think that would definitely be the best idea.

[Evan is silent for a moment while he watches her brush her hair out of her eyes, a small smile touching his features. The fact that she puts up with him... He shook his head and nodded.] 

Well since you said please I guess I can...

[Ten minutes later he has the phone tucked between his right ear and shoulder as he brings her toast to her side of the bed.] 

So no sooner than Friday? Are you sure--Uh huh. Okay. All right then. We'll see you then.

[favoritelittlelyrics]

Coldplay, “Fix You”

[my-ameliapond]

Yeah, you’d know. 

[ Ah yes. Humour. At least she’s still got that. She probably makes vampire jokes over breakfast. That’s probably something she does, if she even eats breakfast. (She probably mixes blood in with her tea to avoid stomach aches). ] 

I don’t know, I’m not a vampire expert. 

[everettarcher]

I would, wouldn't I?

[Sometimes he's surprised that he can make jokes about it all things considered. But he pushes those thoughts out of his head in favour of reluctantly hoisting himself out of bed.]

And why not, hmm? Hey I'm going to grab a few more blankets for you before calling the heat guy since if I use my stuff I could set the whole bloody place on fire. Do you want your blood and tea?

[my-ameliapond]

[ She’ll curl up against him on the bed, red hair pulled back into a messy bun, pulling the covers up over her. Winter is the worst. She hates Winter. (The season. Obviously the season. God.) But hey, cuddling season. ]

I think the heater broke. I’m almost positive the heater broke. D’you know how to fix heaters or do I have to get a pretty electrician in? Do electricians fix heaters? 

[everettarcher]

Hell has frozen over.

[It was said as Evan turns over and tugs her closer to him, wrinkling his nose slightly when some of her hair tickles it. He chuckles quietly before kissing the top of her head.]

And I'm not...sure. I can poke around a bit if you want. How is it you're cold? You're a vampire.

[everettarcher]

Jasmine…It’s Evan. I seem to have locked myself out of the flat and your mum said that you had the extra key.

[jasminepond]

[ She didn’t even bother picking up her phone. So he’s speaking to the answering machine. She heard it, though. So she gives it about half an hour, before sighing to herself and fiddling with the buttons and switches on her vortex manipulator. 

A moment later, she’s standing in front of him. It’s a bit chilly, she probably should’ve grabbed a jumper at some point. ]

'S a good thing you don't get cold, eh?

[ Or does he? Who knows, who cares. ]

I do, though. Have a spare key. I just don’t know why I should even bother giving it to you. 

[everettarcher]

[He waited. And waited. Leaning against the front of the flat, he was humming to himself and starting to wonder if Jasmine would ever come. When she showed up so suddenly, he let out a bit of a laugh.]

I was starting to wonder if you were just going to leave me out here. And not cold. Just a bit uncomfortable.

[Evan raises an eyebrow at her words.] 

Because Amy's given me a second chance and because it's not nice to leave people sitting outside their houses?

[everettarcher]

Jasmine...It's Evan. I seem to have locked myself out of the flat and your mum said that you had the extra key.

[everettarcher]

Oh…Amy. Amy honey. No. That was never it. I…Of course you’re good enough. 

[Reaching for her hand he kissed each of her knuckles.]

I was stupid. There’s really not much explanation other than pure stupidity and a bruised ego.

[my-ameliapond]

Was stupid, are stupid, it doesn’t really matter.

I don’t forgive you, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to. But I love you, and I don’t want to leave you. 

But if you ever do anything like this again, I won’t have a choice.

[everettarcher]

I'm not denying either of those at all cause they're pretty on point.

But I promise that I'll do everything in my power to maybe earn that forgiveness in the future. You'll see.

[Softly.]

I love you too. And I don't want to leave. It's been Hell being this way with you.

[everettarcher]

[He does exactly that, kneeling in front of her and staring up.]

Amelia Jessica Pond…I fucked up royally. And I’ve regretted it every minute of every day since it happened. I know you’ve no reason to believe me. But I swear to you…It won’t happen again.

[my-ameliapond]

[ She laughs, though it doesn’t sound particularly happy. ]

Oh, I don’t know, I’m sure you could do much better than that.

[ A sigh, as she shakes her head absentmindedly. ]

I just want to know why, Evan. Was I not—Was I not good enough, or—?

[everettarcher]

Oh...Amy. Amy honey. No. That was never it. I...Of course you're good enough. 

[Reaching for her hand he kissed each of her knuckles.]

I was stupid. There's really not much explanation other than pure stupidity and a bruised ego.

[everettarcher]

Wasn’t sure if you wanted me ‘round. We’ve barely talked. 

[Sighs softly]

I miss you, Amy.

[my-ameliapond]

I hope you’re ready to get down on your knees and beg for me back.

Because that might work.

[everettarcher]

[He does exactly that, kneeling in front of her and staring up.]

Amelia Jessica Pond...I fucked up royally. And I've regretted it every minute of every day since it happened. I know you've no reason to believe me. But I swear to you...It won't happen again.