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@huntpyre-a
i spent like an hour making a new theme background & header but tumblr won’t save them so sucks to suck i guess
❛ so is bein’ a mom like --- weird? ❜ he hopes that doesn’t come off as rude because it’s not meant as anything bad. one of the downfalls of being raised practically isolated is that he’s not sure when something is something that shouldn’t be said. ❛ i just mean it’s gotta be weird being responsible for tiny little creatures that depend on you. like a dog, ❜ probably shouldn’t compare kids to dogs --- he’s never even owned a dog. ❛ but ---- you know, not a dog. ❜
@wolfadored 🦇 ( sort of )
there’s something off about the way she smells, but it’s unfamiliar to him. she doesn’t smell like anything he’s met before, granted, such a small amount of time as a vampire hasn’t given him the biggest chance to broaden his supernatural encounters. no matter what, he supposes it’s none of his business. still, he feels like he should strike up a conversation anyway. curiosity tends to get the best of him. so a quick sip from his drink, just to get him going, ❛ so you like, own this place? ❜ a beat, ❛ sorry -- i just overheard and that seems cool. ❜
@resurrectedher 🦇
one like = one yeeyee & a starter
wolfadored.
@huntpyre / sc.
“watch this !” grinning wildly, she runs toward the edge of the roof before launching herself into the air, twisting her body into a graceful flip. maybe she’s showing off, but some part of her just feels the need to impress him with something cool. her legs only tremble slightly when she lands, arms flung out wide to distract from the fact that she could have just as easily landed wrong. “cool, huh? i’m like spiderman or something.”
maybe he’s just easily impressed or maybe his little crush makes him awe at anything she seems to do. a grin spreads over his features as claps at her landing. a small enthusiastic jump in place, ❛ totally cool! ❜ she’s just so cool in his eyes. ❛ can you do any other spiderman things? ❜
❛ yeah, sure, okay. ❜ he says with a grin and a tone of disbelief. he may be bad at a lot of things ( like really bad at a surprising amount of things, he won’t even get into it ), but he’s confident he won fair and square. he straightens his stance, arms crossing over his chest, ❛ accept your loss, i’m the winner this time! if you want a rematch, though, i’m more than happy to comply, you just have to admit your defeat in this round. ❜ what a cocky little shit.
soft starters // @krypretty
krypretty·.
She enters and lets out a small gasp, what she sees is like a scene out of a horror movie. She walks over to him, taking his bloody hands and holding them tightly to comfort him, ❝ We’ll figure something out, okay? ❞ she tries to assure him, squeezing his cold hands with her warm ones, ❝ I’m not gonna let you turn into a monster. ❞ she says softly, almost like a whisper. She didn’t know what she was going to do but she had to do something, she couldn’t leave him like this.
no matter how fearful he is, it’s comforting to have her there. the touch reminds him that he’s still here and he’s not alone anymore. granted, he may be here differently than the night before, but he’s ( sort of ) alive. he gives a small nod. he wants to believe her and part of him certainly does, but he’s still scared that she might be wrong.
after all, this feeling he has isn’t right. how can he remain good with feelings like this? ❛ everything hurts, ❜ his voice cracks with desperation. ❛ and there’s this --- this hunger. it doesn’t just feel like hunger, though, it feels as if my stomach is being torn apart from the inside. it feels like something is wanting to come out and it is killing me because it ---- it feels like i’m struggling to hold on. ❜ it’s not something he’s eager to admit and if it were anyone else he called, he’s sure he wouldn’t be saying it at all. he trusts her, though, trusts her enough to think she won’t look at him like he’s something disgusting now.
viragod.
‘ you know what i’ve learned ? humans can be just as bad as the rest of ‘em. ‘ it was a strange sense of duplicity, that she should finally now refrain from speaking as if she was one of them ; it was too late to deny.
@huntpyre ♥’d
despite him missing his own humanity, he can admit that sometimes humanity sucks. a small nod, ❛ yeah, i suppose. bad eggs in every species. ❜ humans might as well be considered monsters of their own sometimes. a beat, ❛ you alright? ❜
krypretty·.
She checks her phone, putting the address in her GPS once it gets to her, ❝ I’m not gonna let that happen.❞ she promises him. She’ll be damned if she lets him die. She speeds off once she gets on the highway, desperately trying to get to him as fast as she can before it was too late.
Krystal arrives at the motel an hour later as the sun was going down, following the blood trail from the parking lot, up the stairs, and to a door with a bloody hand print. This had to be it, Ace just had to be in there, he just had to be. She knocks on the door, ❝ Ace, sweetie, open up, it’s me Krystal. ❞ she just hopes she’s not too late.
the more time goes by, the more noticeable the pain is. especially the hunger --- he knows he’ll have to eat eventually, but he’ll postpone that for as long as possible. with the sun going down, though, it does get rid of one problem. he’s sitting by the door as he waits, trying to avoid getting lost in the downward spiral of his thoughts. so when he hears a car pull up in the parking lot, he perks up. the newly heightened senses are going to take a while to get used to.
he jumps up at the knock, quickly unlocking the door and opening it slightly. even with the sun going down, he doesn’t want to risk getting burned. ❛ yeah, hi, come in. ❜ he moves away from the door, his stance tense and his hands fidget with one another. ❛ thanks for coming, really. it means a lot. ❜ he hasn’t washed off the blood from last night yet. his skin and clothes still stained from his own wounds, but other than that, there’s no trace of his prior injuries. ❛ i, uh, well i’m not quite sure where to start, but i --- i think i’m dead. o-or rather, undead. ❜ the word makes his stomach knot and he has to take a seat again. saying it out loud felt different than just thinking it. ❛ i don’t wanna be a monster, you know? ❜
krypretty·.
Krystal had just gotten back from a rather easy hunt when her phone rang, she smiles as she recognizes the number. It was her long time friend Ace who she hadn’t seen in ages. She was meaning to call him but things had been so busy that she barely had the time to, which she would soon regret. The woman happily picks up the phone but the moment he speaks and she hears how shaky his breath her stomach twists. Something was wrong.
❝ I will be soon. Ace, honey, what happened? ❞ her tone was obviously very worried as she moves to her RV away from prying eyes, still on the phone with him.❝ Tell me where you are, I’ll be there. ❞ Krystal scrambles to put her keys in the engine and get the RV to start in her panic. ❝ And just stay on the phone with me, okay? I promise I’ll be there soon. ❞
her voice already sets off something in him, where he has to hold back his tears. talking about this makes it real. ❛ i’m --- i’m gonna text you the address, a-alright? ❜ he takes the phone from his ear, taking a moment to send the address ( with some extra struggle in the eye department anyway ). he takes a deep breath, trying to find some grounding for himself before he puts the phone back up.
❛ something bad happened. ❜ he can’t say it. not yet, it’s looking too real. he can’t admit he was dumb enough to have a crush and that he thinks he might be dead now. ❛ sorry for calling, i just ---- i didn’t know who else to call. ❜ a beat, his vision blurs with tears threatening to escape. ❛ everything hurts s-so bad and i’m scared and ---- and i really don’t wanna die, krys. ❜
after writing francis for so long it’s really weird to write a genuinely good vampire character
look at this douchebag.
@krypretty
something’s wrong, he thinks he knows what, but it’s not something he’d like to admit. the sudden sensitivity to all his senses, the fact the small bit of light beaming through a gap from the curtains seems to burn his skin, the soreness of his teeth --- all the signs of something he wouldn’t wanna be. he shouldn’t have trusted him, he should have known that dating in this career path was practically impossible. he should have known he didn’t really like him, that there was something fishy about the whole situation. that it would end with him terrified and alone in some shitty motel. who could he even call? his parents? no, not yet. he doesn’t want a freak out. his siblings? no, they don’t want anything to do with this world. krystal? ----- well that’s not a rotten idea.
shaking hands reach for his phone and his eyes struggle to focus on the numbers. everything’s too fucking bright and the ringing tone feels practically deafening, but he fights through it. ❛ hey, ❜ he tries to control his voice, hide the shake of his tone as it underlies with fear, but he doesn’t think he’s doing a very great job at it right now. who could really blame him at this point, though? ❛ you, uh, you happen to be anywhere near nevada by any chance? ‘cause if you are, ❜ a small beat as he chews on his lip, ❛ i could really use some help. ❜
biirdbone.
“Ace! What a cool name! Is that short for anything? I love it!” Emma (thankfully) resists the urge to make a pun that might completely ruin this nice introduction she has going, and instead takes him by the hand and guides him to where the party is really kicking it – the living room, which has been transformed into the karaoke station. “Can I get you anything? I think there are a few humans around who are more than happy to open a vein if you’re not into the synthetic stuff…– Oh! Do you wanna sing? We could totally duet or something if you’re shy! I’d love to sing with you!”
❛ thank you, i like to think so! ❜ he’s used to the puns and, if he’s being honest, he loves them. even if he’s heard the same ones over and over. ❛ it’s short for alyse. which not sure if that’s a typical nickname for that name, but whatever. ❜ he tends to talk too much when he gets nervous which is majority of the time. ❛ no, thank you, though. i don’t drink live. not my style. karaoke, however, that’s something i could get behind. ❜
vanityfanged·.
· · · · · 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖐 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 . The well-kept hand took a blue cigarillo from her purse and brought it to her lips . “ Got a light ? ”
@huntpyre 💙’d for a mini starter
her voice pulls him out of his own thoughts ( he had zoned off there for a minute, whoops ). ❛ a light? ❜ he repeats the words, but it’s more so he can process the question then anything else. ❛ yeah, hold on. ❜ he fumbles trying to get the lighter out --- skinny jean pockets might be his biggest enemy --- and he holds it out for her. ❛ there ya go! ❜
Soft Sentence Starters
bc i need inspiration
“I’ll protect you.”
“You always duck away when you smile.”
“Like I expected, you’re much comfier than my pillow.”
“I’m nervous too.”
“Do you like it?”
“Let me hug you.”
“Piggy back ride?”
“I want to kiss all of the freckles on your cute face.”
“Can you keep holding my hand, please?”
“Wait, the tears are good tears?”
“I think you look cuter with me.”
“I won’t forget this moment.”
“This is where we first met isn’t it?”
“I’ve always wanted to thank you, but was never sure how.”
“If you’re happy then okay.”
“Let’s share.”
“It wouldn’t be the same without you.”
“Everything ends up being about you somehow.”
“It tastes like…. You tried…. I’ll eat it. It’s a good attempt. Really.”
“Why are you hiding against me like this?”
“I heard you weren’t having that great of a day… These are your favorite candies, right?”
“Ah, the puppy dog face. Check mate, huh?”
“Quit poking my sides; you know I’m ticklish!”
“Your hair is sticking out everywhere. Cute.”
“Wait, let me get a picture of you there.”
“If you need my shoulder, or my hand, or a hug-”
“Kiss me again.”
“I’m sorry, but it was too funny for me to intervene.”
“It doesn’t matter what they think, I just care about what you think.”
“You can ask me as much as you want, I’ll say I love you each time.”
“I’m glad you were here with me.”
“That trip looked hilarious– but also kinda painful; you okay?”
“I called you because I can’t fall asleep.”
“I let you win.”
“You look good in it.”
“Don’t look away from me.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m just practicing my pout.”
“I just want to hug you.”
“You’ve kissed me like fifty times today.”
“You love me.”
“Can we be alone for a bit?”
“The stars wish they were as bright as you.”
“You make me cliche, but I love it I guess.”
“I’d feel better if you kissed me.”
“You’re overthinking– I’m yours. That’s all I want to be.”
“You’re my favorite.”
“You want to take another selfie?”
“I’d let you if you asked.”
“Since it’s you, I’m gonna let it go.”
“My only regret is not telling you I loved you sooner.”
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