A wolf in sheep's clothing is more than a warning

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[veyralis]

my ask blogs are currently inactive. not closing the inboxes for them, but it's unlikely ill answer anything.

[intoxicating-death]

uh huh... and if we tell her anyway?

"Don't."

[intoxicating-death]

rEcOrD sCrAtCh?!?! is that secrecy i detect? we keeping whisper secrets?

He shifts slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. "I.. she don't need to know what happened to me. 'Least not right now. I already passed info to her about the hunters in the area."

[intoxicating-death]

Should we tell her?

He pauses a moment, pursing his lips before slowly shaking his head.

[intoxicating-death]

Hey yeah, does Adeline know about the whole Collin got kidnapped and tortured situation?

That makes the vamp pause, and he taps his fingers against his knee for a few moments before sighing. "Maybe? She usually finds out things pretty quickly, but I don't think anyone but Ronnie and Lake know what happened."

[intoxicating-death]

Colliiiiiiiin are you up?

He waves a hand at you absently, curled up on the couch watching cartoons.

[rewnet]

cw: blood

finally one with accurate enough historical dress (+ undergarments!!)

(the one I made isn’t meant to be historical in any way btw, she’s a vampire she doesn’t give a shit)

[blood-and-glass-inactive]

yall know who it is…

[intoxicating-death]

yall never see her but it do be adeline

[intoxicating-death]

please god let him eat the pumpkin mUFFIN

He's still sleeping.

[intoxicating-death]

aww, sleepy! I would like to give him a little stuffed bat and leave a pumpkin muffin on his nightstand because spookytimes :)

He doesn't react other than shifting slightly in his sleep.

[intoxicating-death]

*boop* Psssst

He's curled on his side, passed out, when you appear.

[intoxicating-death]

*hugs* it's gonna be a-okay my dude

He awkwardly pats your head then shrugs, curling up in his bed. "Hope you're right."

[intoxicating-death]

oh yes for sure, I'm definitely not actively going to be involved here :)

He frowns at you, then shakes his head with a sigh.

[intoxicating-death]

right... so it's also fine if they lied to you about working? methinks they're trying to avoid you

"Just.. leave it be."

[intoxicating-death]

You sure? That seemed a little... not great.

He just shakes his head with a sigh. "It's fine, kid."

[intoxicating-death]

You ok?

"I'm fine."

[intoxicating-death]

Lake had been asleep since Collin had arrived, catching up on all that they'd missed while waiting. When they woke up alone, memories coming back to them, they panicked, which leads us to now, with Lake throwing open Collin's bedroom door and looking around frantically, afraid of what they might--or might not--find.

The vamp blinks, looking up from his sketchbook. "Hey, it's alright, kid. You're all good."

[blood-and-glass-inactive]

They see him and freeze, then they seem to sag in relief before going over and sitting beside him. "You scared me!" Their voice is quiet, still a bit rough, and definitely concerned.

[intoxicating-death]

He lifts a hand to gently ruffle their hair with a quiet sigh. "I'm sorry, Lake."

[blood-and-glass-inactive]

They close their eyes and shake their head. "Don't be. Just... You shouldn't move around on your own. You were..." They swallow thickly. "You were hurt really bad."

[intoxicating-death]

He runs a hand through his hair with a sigh. "I know, kid. But I'll be alright."

[blood-and-glass-inactive]

They frown and look up at him. "You said that before you left, too. You aren't always gonna be alright when you say you will."

[intoxicating-death]

He taps his fingers against his sketchbook for a moment before exhaling. "Look, kid, I get that you're scared for me, but you've gotta trust me when I tell you I'm gonna be alright. I've been through a lot worse."

[blood-and-glass-inactive]

They blink, and there's a flash of something in their eyes before their face goes blank and they stand up. "Whatever you say. I'm going to get ready for work."

[intoxicating-death]

He pauses, then sighs, rubbing his face. "..alright kid." Then he pushes himself slowly to his feet, limping back to his room.

[intoxicating-death]

Lake had been asleep since Collin had arrived, catching up on all that they'd missed while waiting. When they woke up alone, memories coming back to them, they panicked, which leads us to now, with Lake throwing open Collin's bedroom door and looking around frantically, afraid of what they might--or might not--find.

The vamp blinks, looking up from his sketchbook. "Hey, it's alright, kid. You're all good."