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AMY:

Amy felt her pulse quicken and she can’t help but lean ever so slightly into the touch. The words she heard was like music to her ears and she was sure it showed in her eyes. It was hard to speak for a moment but when she did it was like her face lit up, “You say the sweetest things Jerri….I think I like the idea of being your Goddess.”

Her gaze is so INTENSE that it could MELT AN ENTIRE GLACIER, thumbs idly stroking Amy’s cheeks as she stares down at her, “Then, that would make ME your G O D.” There’s an almost OMINOUS tone to her voice. She’s on a POWER TRIP, high on the feeling of having the girl completely WRAPPED AROUND HER FINGER. It is INTOXICATING, really, “Is that something you would enjoy, Amy?”

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“You’ve always been a God to me….” a smile crossed with a smirk as she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her Sire’s collar bone. There was still so much she’d yet to learn but after she had finally accepted all that she was she gave into the desire and never once looked back. “I think you know that I’d more than glad to enjoy that.”

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This was bad. Not just an, okay this isn’t a great situation bad, no… it was run for your life bad! Why did he actually still have to be alive?! For years she told herself he was dead, let herself believe it and now that he was actually there she knew time was up. It had been nearly 200 years since she’s seen his face. And of them she spent nearly off of it trying to keep him out of her head. Her Sire. What a joke. He’d left her for dead… she hated him. No, now as not the time to get worked up. All she’s done to try and finally move on was shot now. It was time to make him finally face the music. As she made her way to him home she realized that everything finally made sense. All of the disappearances… all of the empty homes. It was his fault. Her ‘family’ was in danger so she’d sent them packing before she went to confront him. If all went well she’d find them again, but she knew that wouldn’t happen… It was just a dream. She walked slowly to his house. Before she went over she made sure to call Charley and make sure he went to bed. There was no need to cause him any stress. The lights were out, a good sign that he actually did go to sleep, but she did check his window herself. Yes, he did what he said… Good. Once back on the ground she made her way quickly to Jerry’s front door. Her knock was hard and fast. Her arms crossed over her chest as she paced in front of the door. It was one disadvantage of being a vampire, one couldn’t just break into any home. They had to be invited in she hated it more than anything.

All things considered, his means of persuasion within the lapping waters of the abandoned swimming pool had gone exceedingly well. Despite the initial pushback and the insouciant pursuit throughout the house to humour the boy’s heroic spirit, the teenager’s inhibitions had cultivated an exploitable vulnerability. Staunch antipathy for the nightly disappearances and precipitate spillage of local blood stood no competitive match against the adulatory pledge of acceptance, the honeyed promise of emancipation from mortal limits. As of less than an hour ago, Edward Lee was no longer a proverbial thorn in his side; what remained within the former shell of inexorability and cracked credence now existed solely as an allegiant asset.

It was for the better.

There was still some time before the fledgling awakened to the moist soil of his basement, supplicating for the coveted relief of suffocation that would never come to retired lungs as the earth tumefied every orifice. Abandoning damp garments for dry ones and preening his hair for vanity’s sake were his main priorities in the waning hours of the evening but a curt knock at the door successfully served to mar the modest plans. Had it not been for the anomalous sight of his neighbour’s girlfriend in the peephole, vacancy would’ve have been feigned with the implicit message that the window for visiting hours had effectively timed out. An aberrant reason must’ve been wedded to her visitation, and the aroused curiosity was palpable enough to indulge.

At any rate, a couple minutes of harmless investigation wouldn’t otherwise deter his routine to the point of utter detriment. What business she had with him at such a hour was beyond what even the most dedicated imaginings of his mind could fathom but that must’ve made it all the more worthwhile – or an apt supplement to the surreal situation, at the very least.

“ Hey there. It’s Amy, right? Little late to be making house calls, isn’t it? ”

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“Thought I saw a light on…. And thought I heard something…. Is everything alright?” Her foot tapped, her one tick she’d never been able to get rid of over the years.

How had it come to this? After a moment she looked back over his shoulder and tilted her head innocently to the side. A simple glance was all she gave to the room behind him. A sway of the hip, a twirl of a lock of hair. She had a part to play… even for a little while. “I can go home if you like…. I really shouldn’t have disturbed you.. I’m sorry…”

A glance to the left, the light flipped on in Charley’s room and she moved back to the corner to avoid him looking out to see her on his neighbor’s front porch. That would of course go over so well! Huffing softly she caught the hint of an all too familiar scent wafting from the house.

“Ed…..” Charley’s best friend…. He’d been an odd boy… a huge nerd. Only now that scent was not the same…. The act slipped away in a fraction of a second and she grit her teeth, “Why the hell did you have to come here of all places?! It was all perfect…. Then you have to show up…. How the hell could you have lef…. How could you?”

#youneighborjerry #//i cannot cut posts here to save my life i'm sorry #for later

Forgive me.

So much has gone on my darlings asn I am so so sorry.

If you want to know more then feel free to ask, but for now I’m going to work on Drafting and Queueing all replies.

That moment you feel a weight lifted off of your shoulders because you get rid if the daily reminder of your Ex.

#so happy #mum talk #tbd

Sorry loves! I’m trying to get back here as soon as I can.

Things keep taking not so nice turns in my life and all I want to do is come back and love you all

I will try to get some drafts done this weekend.

Clee

Vampyros Lesbos, 1971, Jesus Franco

#Darkest Longing #wishlist #for later

fuckyeah-unclesteve

When you’re five and you hurt, you make a big noise unto the world. At ten you whimper. But by the time you make fifteen you begin to eat the poisoned apples that grow on your own inner tree of pain.

Stephen King. “Rage”. (via

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#Just a Thought #For Later

Sorry

#mun talk #tbd