Heya! I’m Lexa or Magick. The nickname comes from the Klaxons song. ;)
I love the sea, pretty boys and aesthetically pleasing screenshots. There’s no gameplay here, I’m far too lazy for that. I write stories in my native language, so you’re safe from walls of text… for now.
This is Chantal's bedroom in the old Tartosa mansion. 🤍
Every little detail adds to the atmosphere, and I honestly can't get enough of this place. I love the vibe so much that I never want to leave this room. It makes storytelling feel so natural and cozy. ✨
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The rain poured steadily as Nikolas sat alone, soaked to the bone, staring silently at the ground. Benedikt spotted him from a distance and hurried over, worry written all over his face.
"Hey... what's wrong?" Benedikt asked softly. "Why are you sitting out here in the rain?"
Nikolas barely looked up. "Hm? ...Just leave me alone. I just want to be by myself."
Benedikt frowned and stepped closer. "Do you really want to be alone... or is something bothering you? Is it because you're hungry? I told you before—you can always have some of my blood whenever you need it."
Nikolas immediately shook his head. "No! I don't want to! You're too important to me."
A gentle smile crossed Benedikt's face.
"And you think it isn't important to me that I want to help you?" he asked. "You're important to me too, Nikolas. That's exactly why I want to help."
Nikolas clenched his fists, his voice trembling.
"I... I can't, Ben."
Benedikt sighed, his expression warm and reassuring.
"It doesn't bother me at all. Just take it. You don't have to go through this alone, okay?"
Nikolas let out a frustrated curse.
"...Fuck." For a moment, neither of them spoke. Only the sound of the rain filled the silence.
Finally, Benedikt held out his hand.
"So... shall we go?"
Nikolas looked at him for a long moment before giving a small nod.
"...Yeah. Okay."
Reed: She wants me to come over for dinner. Y’know, meet her mom.
Jerry: Oh shit… You gonna?
Reed: I dunno… Didn’t seem like I had a choice
Jerry: It seems kind of couple-y
Reed: I know, that’s why I don’t want to. I don’t want it to be like that, the kind of thing where you meet each others’ parents. It’s just not…
Jerry: You’ve gotta tell her that
Reed: She knows
Jerry: But does she?
Jerry: You’re so hot and cold with her, one minute you’re all over her and the next you’re sneaking out of her room to get a blowjob from your best friend-
Reed: Don’t
Jerry: I’m just saying-
Reed: Does Lauren know you do this shit behind her back?
Jerry: We’re not serious-
Reed: Neither are we
Jerry: Yeah but I don’t act like she’s my girlfriend for weeks at a time only to go cold the second she treats me like her boyfriend
Jerry: I’m not trying to guilt you for wanting something casual, but you’ve gotta be honest about that and understand that even if you say it’s not serious, your actions are saying something else.