bleeding hearts.

you were my worst habit and it's nothing romantic. it's red and puffy eyes from sleepless nights the wretched withdrawals; biting my nails raw. being addicted to someone is not cute or admirable, it's terrifying. who are you when they're not there. who do you become after they carved from your insides, from your skin and body.

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dcggers‌.

“i haven’t exactly heard you say that i’m wrong yet.” santiago said as he looked at the man in front of him. “since i came to college looking to settle down and relax, then saw the one person i loved who also happened shatter my heart.” he stated as he stepped towards him. “also –– i’m pretty sure sleeping with one person doesn’t make me a hoe.”

his arms cross over his chest, he would always feel bad for having broke the other cambion’s heart. especially now that he had to be face to face with the reminder every day. his lips purse and he glances away, “look i’m just saying.” just saying what? he has no idea. it’s just weird for him to see santiago with someone else.

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thebloodbound‌.

it was kind of strange knowing that chester had so much faith in their relationship but it was also nice, diego had managed to lose some of that faith but he was slowly getting it back. “if you say so. you can go now if you want to, i’m sure you’ve got a class or something to go to.” that and diego was hungry, unless chester felt like letting him tap a vein it was probably best he went to is next class soon. 

“we both know i don’t give a shit about class.”  chester tells him with a small smirk on his face. despite the odd connection . . . friendship . . . whatever it is between them, diego is still his professor, chester is still a student. “but yeah, if you’re good. . . “ he half leaves it open, like a question, letting diego finish off whether he is or not.

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softnlght‌.

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   Everyone had ‘flat’ mates sure, maybe she was hoping they would be more fun. Like their dorm room would have the cool place label instead she often found herself closing the bedroom door. Today thankfully no one seemed around and she left it open, the air flow nice for once. Like a bad teen movie she played music and simply stared at her ceiling trying not to die of the boredom when she heard the main room door open, moving a bit to watch from her bed. Noticing someone peaking in to the bedroom next to her.

     “Probably out –”

chester had a habit of . . . inviting himself into dorms that belonged to his friends. hell, he practically lived in a dorm that was not his, and his new friends were no exception. if a door was unlocked and a curious chester was looking for someone, he was in. he wasn’t expecting a voice to come from behind him while he poked his head into satine’s room, and it has him jumping. “holy fuck--- “ he chirps and looks around. he spots, then, her roommate in her own room. “ah- right, cool. you scared the shit out of me.” though, considering the music and him being a supernatural creature, she shouldn’t have. then again, chester never was quick on his feet.

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@vencnosa​ asked: “I got your back.” josie and evelyn

she has always hoped she brought up her family to be loyal to each other, moments like these that emphasize it make her smile. a hand comes out to her younger sister’s shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze. “and i yours, jumping bean.”  evelyn tells her with a smile.

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@adurimus​ asked: “I’ll always be there to save you.” — safiya & chester

he wraps his arms around his roommate and hugs her close. he sighs then pulls back with a smile, “that’s why you’re momma saf.” he tells her and chuckles a bit. 

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@vencnosa​ asked: “There’s no way he hasn’t strangled at least one stripper.” satine and ches

“---that’s such a weird thing to say, oh my god.” chester’s eyes narrow but he is clearly amused. “but i mean you’re probably totally right. dude is a total skeev. major murdery vibes.”

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@thebloodbound​ asked: “say please.” aubrey and hunter

“what--- “  a scoff leaves the blonde vampire as she looks at her friend, hogging their snack.  “you have to share, hunter.” she scoffs and dips her finger along the stranger’s arm, where some blood gathered.

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@illlogicals​ asked: “No matter how hard we try, this will never work out for us!” / kanny

they were just rounding this bend of fighting and leaving each other with heated words. they were so close to being back how they were long before the yule ball. well, almost where they were. quickly blinking, the dark haired glances up to the shifter and her lips part but for once, she has no quick witted response ready and she stands silent. her shoulders slump and she looks away again. they could have stayed happy, they could still be happy with each other if it weren’t for her own attitude. it is her fault they crumbled, whether she wants to accept or admit to it or not. “danny, i said i was sorry.”  she tells him but even she knows that a thousand apologies shouldn’t mean anything or make up for how she’s treated him lately.

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operaogmore‌.

Julian had a friend let him know that Jax wasn’t working tonight so he could come in. He currently sat alone, another whiskey neat in front of him. He couldn’t help but glance to the bar and remember the events of last week, his face looking pretty gnarly at the moment since its been healing. He took a slow sip of his drink before seeing a familiar face start approaching him. He sighed and sat back a little in his chair, wondering what this conversation would hold. “Oh am I really  about to get beat up by another Carmichael at this bar?” he asked with a smirk as he took in his brother’s appearance. He was almost unrecognizable compared to the 16 year old he remembered. He stared at his glass not wanting to make eye contact with him. “I came here looking for one of you guys…” he mumbled quietly. 

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the question of who gave him the shiner is forefront of his mind but he was not really intending on actually asking him. that is, until julian answers his unspoken question, then a grin comes to his face. “---jax did that?” jesse asks and then tilts his head. there is something like consideration or contemplation crossing over his features. “maybe he really is a carmichael.” he mentions then crosses his arms over his chest. he looks over his little brother and he feels some sympathy. a sliver. which is at least more than he gave to the others. “well you found us. all fucking three.”

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illlogicals‌.

HIS MOUTH OPENS to continue , his thoughts jumbled as he tries to figure out what to comment on first. the blonde on the couch or the male that stood in front of him who seemed almost adamant on the fact that he wasn’t just stalling on greeting him. he wanted to be quick , answer with something witty to balance out his nerves , but chester was faster. his hand slipped into his own , warmth and familiarity intertwined , as he gets lead through the dorm all the way until they reach chester’s bedroom. lock , click. the door shuts and now its just them. heat rolled up his neck at the thought. who even knew when was the last time they had this much privacy , and for a moment the vampire almost regrets taking all those times for granted. atlas took the kiss fine , resting his hands over the other’s hip and feeling himself ease up at the comfort as they fell back into old habits. he wants to say he misses him , but instead all the falls out is a mumbled, “ I’ll take it that you missed me ? ” instead.

it’s nearly comical how much the cambion insists he wants nothing to do with any form of committal relationship, but yet he clings to the favours and perks of just that. they are not dating, per say as neither of them have built up the gonads to ask the other formally, who knows who would be the first to cave either --- but moments like these, it sure as hell might seem as if they are. feeling the vampire’s hands on his hips and the proximity of them both, he nearly melts into the moment easily. with his arms laced around atlas’ neck, his hands begin to play aimlessly with his hair. blue eyes roll and the cambion shrugs one shoulder lazily. “maybe,” he tells him simply. he looks at him with amusement but some sincerity as well. “don’t act like you didn’t miss me,”  chester comments, grinning. “life must have been so boring without me.”

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dcggers‌.

“yeah when the conversation is about you or sex –– anything intelligent is out the window.” he said to the other. that may have been harsh but santiago was done playing nice. “you see thats the good thing about aubrey –– shes using me, i’m using her, it’s a win win.”

“oh don’t make me sound like a total dick for brains,” he scoffs with a slight, fleeting frown. he looks away then back to him with a grimace.  “since when do you use people? has elysium already corrupted you into one of its cookie cutter shaped hoes?”

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thebloodbound‌.

diego rarely understood what chester was talking about on a good day so he decided not to try and decode whatever the cambion was talking about this time. “i’m fine chester. as fine as i can possibly be anyway. i’m not planning on starving myself any time soon.”

though chester like to imagine, from time to time, there was some substancial friendship between the two of them, he knows there really isn’t. they were always more benefits than friends. “well . . . good. cause no one wants that.” he tells him.  “you guys will make it. i mean come on, you’re diefie. diefie never dies.”

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@dcggers​ asked: 22. for sex after a near death experience / ches & Santi

chester’s mouth was bound to get them in trouble at some point, though he never expected it to be as bad as this. he had mouthed off to the wrong patron of one of the casinos his family owned, a particular client who had a temper problem and one too many shots served to him at the slot machines. chester had made one comment  . . . maybe more like two or three as the man stumbled from the casino, and before he knew it, a glock was pulled and pointed at the cambion. a few warning shots in an off direction before the cambion’s boyfriend had pulled him away from the scene and into the building. once into the room they had reserved, laughter spills out from chester and he pulls a worried santiago close. “oh hush, nothing was gonna happen.”  he whispers to him and presses his lips against the other’s. his hands then quickly move to tug away the clothing his boyfriend is wearing, urging him backwards to the bed.  he then straddles the other and grins, hands cradling his cheeks. he rolls his hips down against santiago, leaning back ever so slightly to tug off his own shirt. “it’s hot when you’re worried about me though.” he smirks and nips at the other’s bottom lip, tugging it. one hand slips from his cheek, to between them and chester begins to palm the other through his boxers, grinning. he ghosts his lips over santi’s, then along his jaw and to his neck, where he mouths a scarf’s worth of purple marks.

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@illlogicals​ asked: to undress my muse / atomic

“babe, you’re---”  the cambion turns back to face atlas as they both come piling into his room. he laughs a bit as small puddles form on the floor and he shakes his head, “you’re soaked.”  his hands begin working off his sweater first, then his slacks. his eyes meet with atlas’ and a grin creeps up, onto his lips. his movements slow with each article of clothing he removes from his the vampire and he licks over his lips. the storm slams against the window of chester’s bedroom but he could not care less.  his hands smooth over atlas’ chest once his shirt is gone and he pulls him closer once his hands settle upon his hips. “so much better.”

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@dcggers​ asked: “Let’s go out in disguises.” / mads & Shayne

“i’ve got it.”  the shifter nods and she moves over toward the desk she still had a box, unpacked, sitting on. she digs through a little bit until a pair of neon glasses, clearly from some rave, are plucked out and brought onto her face. she grins. “nailed it.” she nods then looks at him through the blue and sparkled lenses. “ ---why are we doing disguises?”

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@vencnosa​ asked: “i’m so wet right now.” jo and shayne

those words have a smirk curling over the brunette’s lips as she presses them to the blonde’s, arms wrapping around her to pull her even closer. “good,” she whispers against her lips. she then trails her mouth along her neck, her shoulders and down her chest. a hand slips between her thighs to press them apart and her fingertips ghost along her inner thighs. she never stops in lowering over josie’s body, kissing a trail down her abdomen and to her hips. shayne moves her hand to, surely, exactly where josie wants it and her fingers slip between her folds. a few kisses to her inner thighs before her tongue joins her fingers, pressing into her. she gazes up at her through long lashes while a moan slips past her lips.