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BEE ;;

Bee was quite amused at the fact she had managed to take them by surprise - as much as they were unwilling to show it. “The kindness of your heart? Aren’t we lucky we’re in the holiday season and everyone’s merry and giving and bright.” she drawled, lazily twirling a lock of hair between her fingers. 

“I’m merely kidding, baby. I wouldn’t drink from my own.”

“Mm, I see the sires these days have lowered their standards for respect, hm? Shame.”

It’s been a very long time since Baz has been young enough to be called someone’s baby, let alone since they’d allowed it to happen. “I’m sure with a winning attitude like that, you can surely find someone else’s time to use.”

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RICHMOND ;;

Bars were among the many places Richmond didn’t often frequent, for one reason or another he never managed to find any kind of pleasure in sitting around drinking with strangers, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t guilty of stopping by on occasion. It was one of those nights and with a bit of alcohol to loosen his rigid posture and ease his chronically anxious mind, talking to strangers was a lot less taxing. 

“Really? Alright, I’ll have whatever you’ve got. ‘m not exactly a seasoned drinker and you seem to have good taste.” 

“Are you sure?” They probably sound condescending. Call it a bad habit. 

“Are you looking for alcohol that tastes good, or alcohol that you get your bang for your buck? Or rather, my buck, in this instance.”

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JASPER ;;

“Oh but I’ve already promised you the world. I’ve got plans for when we “retire”.”

Jasper adored these quiet days, sure the days where they did nothing but fuck were nice too but that little part in the back of Jasper’s heart swelled with the easy affection. 

He shivered lightly, still careful of the puppies, but not able to keep himself from reacting to Rhett’s touch. “Awe but you love it when I lose my shirt.” He accepted the kiss, smiling as he watched Rhett leave the room. “Green, please!”

Humming to himself as he fixed Jasper the requested tea, Rhett snagged himself a small handful of trail mix, bringing that back to bed with him as well. 

“How are you going to drink this lying down, anyway?” He set it on the bedside table to cool, reclaiming his seat. “Do you want me to take them for you?”

He reached out for one of the puppies tentatively, as though testing the waters.

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LILY ;;

lily’s eyes just expanded as he continued to walk around the room without his top… nor his pants. for a moment, lily was stunned into silence as she didn’t know what to reply. she regained her composure after a few while, not even sure if he was still requiring a response from her, but she did anyways, head shaking frantically, trying to get her response before he didn’t need. ‘ no, no, i don’t mind. it’s fine. you can go on for a little longer. ’ 

“Cool.” God, he sounded like a moron.

“What did you want to do today, anyway? I’ll probably need a nap later, but I still feel jazzed.” He’d worked an overnight shift the night before, having just gotten home before his shower.

Playing it cool worked best when he didn’t know what to do with himself, which was pretty close to all the time, so Mads merely pulled the shirt over his head, stretching and turning to his dresser.

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WESLEY ;;

Wesley spots the makeshift scorecard, and dark eyes narrow. Before even looking from the card to the person holding it, he knew it was Bash teasing him. Frankly, he’s surprised he scored so highly with the werewolf.

“Haha, you’re hilarious, Bash. I suppose you helping me would have been too much to ask?” Wesley is 100%  not pouting because he’s a fully grown adult who could definitely take a little bit of teasing, but if his bottom lip happened to be slightly jutted out, well that was of no consequence.

Bash made the motion for ‘a little,’ wrinkling his nose up and smiling. Rising from his table, he gathered his things into a little pile before moving to sit across from Wesley.

He typed onto his phone for a moment, sliding it over for Wesley to see. 

You looked like you were doing the macarena in there.

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BEE ;;

“Explaining something so extensively,” Behati started she took the item from his hands with an amused look. “when it’s as simple as literally handing me something makes me wonder what’s actually concealed within this croissant.”

“Monday morning pick-me-up.” Micah merely shrugged, playing dumb.

“I’m kind of a motormouth, you can just ask my-” Cutting themselves off, Micah cleared their throat. “Anyway, it’s not dangerous or anything. Just a little spell, about the equivalent of a cup of coffee or two, but without the caffeine jitters.”

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ALLURA ;;

allura was never really cold to other species, in all honesty, she was fine with everyone co-existing but the sudden events concerning the death of her husband shook her for a bit and has started to distrust a lot of them. his response made her regret her words but her heart was telling her that she would not be able to move on if she let feelings control her actions. ‘ indeed. ’ she commented, moving towards the bread. ‘ how much is ten of these and three of that? ’ she asked, pointing to the bread of her choices.

They gave her the total, gathering her breads together for her into a paper bag without another word.

They didn’t want to risk her ire, after all. She might not be their species head, but she was still a species head. Something of a local celebrity on an island so small.

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RICHMOND ;;

“Oh…thank you,” Richmond replied, for lack of a better response, taking the treat from its creator and offering a small smile in return. The witch wasn’t having the best of days, the stranger had gotten that part right, but he was wary of accepting food from people he didn’t know well enough to be completely sure it wasn’t full of razor blades. His mother had always been a paranoid one, constantly reminding him of the dangers of the unfamiliar. 

Staring down the warm pastry for a second longer, he pinched a bit off the side and took a polite taste. It was good, he’d give it that, much better than he was expecting. Almost extraordinarily so. “I don’t think Wonka did any kind of legitimate testing for his treats, did he? Feeding them to unsuspecting children doesn’t seem like it counts for much.” 

“I mean, he had the oompa loompas try some of the stuff, didn’t he? If it makes you feel better, you’re not going to blow up like a blueberry. We worked that bug out ages ago.” They’re kidding, for the most part.

“Are you new here? I haven’t seen you here, I don’t think. Not that I know everyone... Well, most people.”

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TEDDY ;;

Teddy bit his lip, fighting back a grin, grins weren’t “attractive”; smiles were. But he couldn’t help it. “Has anyone ever told you, your voice is lovely when you talk about depraved acts?” Just a few more words and he was sure he’d come undone right then and there in front of all of these strangers.

“Really?” Baz looked amused, leaning forward to take Teddy’s hands in theirs. 

“I guess I should continue, then? Tell you about how you’d end up against the alley wall for anyone to see, how I could pin your wrists behind you with one hand,” 

For demonstration, they grip his wrists together in one of their hands, grip impossibly strong without being hard enough to cause damage, “and you’d be helpless. Anything I wanted, I’d be able to take. You could try to fight me, sure, but you’d just wear yourself out, and then it’d be even easier.”

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PARKER ;;

He was fairly certain the boy had no idea the implications of what he’d just done. So he let it slide, though it certainly stroked his wolf’s ego. He wasn’t one to take advantage of one so young and green. 

“Stay here, I’m going to go close the door.” His tone was gruff but he didn’t sound angry. His patience was nearly endless when it came to pups. 

Bash nodded, staying put on the floor. He wasn’t inclined to go anywhere as it was, especially not after a command from an alpha, even if he didn’t comprehend exactly what that meant quite yet.

As Parker walked away, Bash turned to watch him, peeking curiously at the door to see if the dog was still there.

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TEDDY ;;

“Let’s say, hypothetically, I’m a slow runner - land legs and all - consequently not giving me a decent chance to find somewhere to hide. And if you, hypothetically, catch me…” Teddy leaned on his elbows on the table, smile coy and eyes glazed over with blatant want. 

Baz took a sip of their drink, watching Teddy’s interest spike. “Mm, depends how close we are to home, then.”

Easily, they conceded to this fantasy Teddy wanted to hash out - as though it were not one of their own. “If we’re close enough, I’d just drag you back kicking and screaming. No one would stop me. Get you into my suite... Game over.”

“If we’re too far away, an alley would probably work. I don’t think you’ve got anything on my strength, and I’m sure we could find something to keep your mouth busy.”

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BEE ;;

“Well if it’s on you, can I slit your wrist and pour it straight in my wine glass or should we go to a back alley?”

Their smile is entirely too placid for the offense they take to her flippant attitude.

“Would you care to try that again?” 

They hadn’t pushed their way into a position of power to be treated like a backroom hookup, especially not by one of their own. “I’ll give you a second chance to be polite, out of the kindness of my heart.”

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APRIL ;;

“Exactly. I don’t know how it’s already the end of December.” She didn’t remember a whole lot about Halloween, but it certainly felt that way. All these end-of-year holidays were easily a blur.

“Gonna skip Valentine’s and Saint Patrick’s Day? I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“I’ve got no Irish blood, so I’ve got no issue skipping Saint Patrick’s Day. As for Valentine’s...” Mads trailed off, cheeks tinting pink at the thought of getting Lily something to celebrate the holiday. 

He was pretty sure she wouldn’t understand.

“Plus, Easter is a big deal where I’m from. I like the celebrations.”

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APRIL ;;

April watched them with wide eyes as they went down the list of holidays. She hadn’t gotten anything for any of them, but didn’t need a reason to be grateful and accept the offering. The new vampire took the baked good from the brunette and held it in her palm, gazing in admiration. “Thanks. I could always use a pick me up.” Food had tasted a little odd since she’d been turned, but she had always loved baking and hoped her sweet tooth hadn’t completely left her. About to take a bite, she paused at the other’s last statement. “Testing?”

“....Yes?” Micah raised their eyebrows, as though surprised and somehow confused by her confusion. “It’s- We’re-”

They didn’t know how to explain it without explaining it, so they conceded.

“There’s spells in the sweets. Coffee cakes that give you energy, lemon bars that help you focus, stuff like that.”

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GEORGIA ;;

“I figured.” She would’ve thanked him eventually, but not if they were going to force it.

“What’s that?” she asked the vampire casually, tipping her head towards the other’s glass as her own landed in front of her. “Thanks,” the werewolf told the bartender with the slightest smirk.

“Scotch.” A simple answer to a simple question.

“Warms my cold dead heart.”

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APHRA ;;

There were two opposing sides to Aphra’s train of thought, one wanting to be as snarky as he was to her, and the other hating anyone who talked down to her. 

“If you’re offering.” With a sly grin, she placed the cigarette in between her lips and leaned into him, almost dangerously close. She understood it was sarcasm, but she did enjoy the upper hand.

“Anything for a lady. My mother raised a gentleman, after all.”

They leaned forward as well, flicking the lighter open with a flourish of their wrist to light her cigarette.

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PARKER ;;

Parker sighed, setting his pencil down and slowly moving over to where the boy was. He crouched down in front of him and put a hand on the back of his head.

“She’s not going to hurt you, she respects you too much. But if it makes you feel better, I can close the door and you can stay here til she leaves.”

Glancing up at Parker, Bash nodded. He felt silly, needing so much reassurance, and it showed on his face, cheeks red with embarrassment.

He leaned forward a bit, obviously tentative, before briefly touching his nose to Parker’s neck, scenting him for a moment. The wolf inside him was soothed by the smell of alpha, of protector, a pleased contented sound escaping him.

He didn’t even realize how forward that was.