N I X

When you walk away, nothing more to say. See the lightning in your eyes; see 'em running for their lives. Vampire. 129.

[nixonreynolds]

hcdsn​:

“Oh, I’m absolutely aware of the amount of class you posses.” He muttered beneath the warm rise of laughter within his chest, “Unrivaled, of course. And sure as hell nothing that they could ever hope to have.” As inevitable as his choice to constantly inflate his husbands ego, Nixon turning into him felt as natural as his own instinct was to press his mouth into the space below the shell of his ear. Breath drew in sharply between his teeth and his head lolled back as teeth drew across flesh, “I have no idea how I’m ever on time to anything living with you.” A complaint that fell less than seriously as the chlamys began to unravel, “I was ready, but I’m not too sure that you’re ready to leave the house yet..”

“Well it’s not my fault you put on this Greek...dress.” Nixon was sure that Hudson had corrected him on the proper name earlier, but the vampire couldn’t be bothered at the moment to think about what the right word was. He pressed his teeth against Hudson’s skin, the threat of breaking it just there. “We’re already late, Your clothes are basically almost all off, so I’m thinking you wanted this to happen. Besides, killing the bitch with the fake flower crown can wait.”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

Lucian rolls his eyes before an almost wistful sigh escapes him. “Nixon, you have never done anything wrong in your life, ever.” A joke, and yet he’d let his now sire get away with a decent amount of shit in the past. And he’d still slapped the shit out of his own sire despite all of it, he’d always been quick to defend the other vampire. “However, I know you are also the pettiest thing on two legs.” Which was probably why he found him so endearing half the time, there wasn’t really anything that he could do to surprise him at this point. Not when their first real encounter, Lucian had been able to practically see his spine through a hole in his abdomen. “So what happened?”

-

“I’m glad someone has voiced that. It’s true. Everyone else is the problem, not me.” Nixon fixed his shirt as well, then his flower crown before straightening up. As straight as he could be, at least. “Well, the other day, she came into the bar where one of my friends and I were having our drag show. They were preoccupied, and this bitch had the audacity to try and comment on what we were wearing. So I want to remind her that I’m the fashion expert, and her lungs are going to look excellent on the outside instead of inside.”

[nixonreynolds]

waeteeth​:

“I din think I ever got the chance tae be happy.” Jamie admits as he looks from the bay in the distance to Nixon drawing something in crimson. There’s something there, he thinks, something he can’t quite put his finger on. They’re an odd pair, the two of them. A lot of the time spent with Nixon feels like he never left Scotland initially, as if he could still steal into some rich asshole’s window in the middle of the night and slit his throat simply because he could. He was sure he could present the idea that moment and Nixon would gleefully come along with him. And yet, ultimately, he knew they’d have fun in the moment, but they’d go home, they’d wash up. When all the blood was gone, all the adrenaline, when it all circled the drain they were just left with themselves and the fact that they were deeply unhappy. Or troubled maybe, something along those lines. “D’ye consider yerself happy now?”

-

Nixon rose an eyebrow, though he was sure that Jamie seemed happier than he ever had been, now. With two boyfriends. He finished off the dick he’d drawn in blood with a sigh, crossing his arms now. Hudson made him happy, and he wasn’t anywhere close to death. At least with the veil still up and going he was safe. The only thing threatening their happiness was Hudson’s mortality. They’d find a way, somehow. “Yes. Hiding who I was for so long, and hoping I’d just die in the war to end my suffering? Not a way to live. But now I am. I have a life with Hudson.”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

“I did not need to know that.” And yet, somehow, deep down, he felt like he knew that perhaps every so often Hudson needed someone to take the reins. Lucan quickly derailed that train of thought and blinked at his reluctant sire’s offer. “Who and why?” His brow raises and maybe, just maybe he’s okay with  a little bit of trouble. Killing someone is not on his bucket list, or even his “After I’ve Kicked the Bucket” list, but he’s not beyond some shenanigans, Nixon knows that much. However, he has gotten into far too much trouble as of late and is going to need a damn good reason to do something stupid while he’s trying to be on his best behavior. “What’d you do?”

-

Nixon grinned a little, though only because of the look on Lucian’s face. The other was more fun now that he was nearly indestructible as a vampire, which is why when he was questioned, Nixon frowned, “Does it matter? Why does everything have to have a good reason?” He started to walk towards another of the booths, though only because a pair of sunglasses caught his eyes, “I didn’t do anything. I don’t know if I should be offended that you would think this is my fault. Do you want to or not?”

[nixonreynolds]

hcdsn​:

The longer Nixon went on, the harder it became to keep a straight face, let alone hold in the hearty chuckle that build within the concave of his chest. “Oh, you have class do you?” Hudson commented, pulling the knot in his chlamys tighter before his hand slid around to press almost possessively into Nixon’s chest and pull him a little way back from the window. “We’ll find you one better than whatever the hell it is she has.. and you don’t want to know how many festivals they had.”

Nixon could hear Hudson laughing at him, but all was forgiven when he felt the genasi pull him back against his chest. “I have plenty of class, babe. You know that.” They were definitely not going to make it to the festival on time, not when Hudson had the audacity to put on a greek poncho thing. Nixon turned towards Hudson now, his hand coming up to undo the knot that Hudson had just tied into the chlamys. His teeth found the other’s neck, brushing against the skin there, “I also have you. Now are you ready yet?”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

He knew that hair, no flower crown could hide it and somehow, he should have known Nixon wasn’t going to just let it go. “And they say romance is dead.” Lucian says rather deadpan, eyes tearing away from all the people wandering the street to really look at Nixon. It’d been a weird day, and not just because he was pretty sure he was starting some kind of turf war with the owner of the local gay bar. “How do you feel aside from the usual limp?”

-

Nixon tried to fix the flower crown once more, and he shrugged his shoulders, “I’m dead, but our romance isn’t.” He smirked a little at Lucian, shaking his head again before he shoved the other vampire – and not lightly. “Limp? Bold of you to assume I’m always the bottom. Don’t tell Hudson that; he’ll kill you all over again. And it wouldn’t be fun for you. But yes, I’m feeling great. I’m about to go kill a bitch I met the other night. Want to come?”

[nixonreynolds]

@luciankayames​

“Do you like my flower crown? Hudson got it for me.” Nixon rearranged it so it fit on his mess of hair, which was already a lost cause. He wasn’t going to explain to Lucian why, but it had to be apparent as to what the reason was. Though he’d happily go into detail about his sex life if the other was naive enough to ask. 

[nixonreynolds]

@hcdsn​

“I want one of those flower crowns. That bitch from the bar I went to the other night has one on, and I want to wear it better. So I can walk by her and remind her that she’ll never have what I do: fuckin’ class. And a better crown than that. Are you ready yet? I can see everything through this window. How many festivals did the Greeks have? Shit. People still celebrate it, too.”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

“You’re my family.” He doesn’t have to think on it, the response is immediate. “Sure there’s a handful of people that I’m going to outlive, but who the hell knows what’s going to happen to them between now and then.” Somehow, he couldn’t see Violet or Henry specifically remaining mortal and that was something he’d eventually have to come to terms with. Hudson was a bit distressing for the both of them, but they’d cross that bridge when they got to it. “I’m figuring shit out.” Slowly, sometimes too slowly, but the idea of all that time he had now was a relief. “How the hell do you even hang around Hudson all the time anyways without wanting to take a bite out of him?” It’s a genuine question, one he’s afraid he’s going to get some kind of innuendo as an answer, but if he had to hear it to get an answer, he could brace himself.

-

Nixon knew that comment didn’t deserve a sharp answer, and he stopped himself before he could call Lucian some kind of backhanded term of endearment. Lucian was his only other family besides Hudson; which is why he hadn’t just freaked out and gotten rid of his whole “progeny” problem when he’d realized what had happened. At least it was Lucian. “You and me both. This is still new to me, okay? A century without a problem, then you come along.” Nixon crossed his arms over his chest, and he shrugged his shoulders, “I do. But if anyone else did, I’d kill them. And I fill up on witch blood. I don’t bother with humans that much unless I’m desperate.”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

He does miss it, finds himself still trying to do his old routine whenever he walked through the door to his place. There were no more spells to ward places, no more words to flick lights on and off, no more practically consuming several books in one sitting. And yet…Could he admit out loud that despite all the hangups he’d run into, that he didn’t actually mind? Somehow Lucian thought that Nixon would never let him hear the end of it. So he tried for another approach. “I don’t know. Something I’ve always thought about is that all of my friends are going to be around a lot longer than I am. You, all the vampires I know back in New York, you’re all going to outlive me, magic or not.” That’d always been a big selling point, staying with the family he’d forged. 

-

Nixon hesitated for a moment, though he should’ve known Lucian would bring up the point most vampires refused to acknowledge. Everyone they knew would die, that was just a simple fact. Outliving Hudson wasn’t an option, it never would be. “Now you’re going to outlive the other people you know. Your family. Anyone you’ve cared about that was a witch or human.” Nixon couldn’t empathize, Lucian and Hudson were some of the only mortals he cared about. “You had a decision, and you chose this, I guess. So if you’re happy with it, then don’t change your mind.”

[nixonreynolds]

waeteeth​:

“I only had tae weeks wae it.” He doesn’t know if he’s trying to convince Nixon or himself at this point. “After having over tae centuries of this. Bound tae take time tae adjust.” And yet when he thought back to it, he couldn’t imagine going back to such a thing. Even the happier moments with Patroclus or Hyacinth, even the moments where he’d truly felt cared for felt soured somehow. It’d been there at the back of his mind the entire time, that he had been helpless and alone. That’s what his happiness had cost, and now he had a chance to make sure that didn’t happen again and he was going to try and make sure the outcome was different. Try being the key word. “Cannae say it was the ideal situation, but I was alive at least.” It was a poor argument, but it was what he had at the moment. “Might be a bit different next time around. But if I’m being honest aboot it, I cannae see either of us ever just settling intae it.” No, he couldn’t imagine Nixon human. Especially not human and happy. 

-

Two weeks sounded like a nightmare. Was that all he’d spent in the Acheron? Unfortunate. Nixon shrugged his shoulders now, wondering if Jamie would eventually miss the fact that he could breathe and eat food normally. Nixon had grown to like blood, especially witch blood – he’d hardly felt the need to give any of that up. “We’re already dead, Jamie. Funny way of putting it, though.” Nixon reached down to paint another crude symbol in blood onto the roof they were sitting on, still basically covered in their victim’s blood. “I wasn’t happy when I was human, and I signed up for the war to die.”

[prettymdaddario]

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

At the mention of the ritual, Lucian wanted to wince. That or quickly change the subject because he doesn’t want to think on it and yet…There’s something there, a fondness of Hudson that he can’t ignore. Twice, he had gotten the ritual twice and succeeded and he couldn’t even be mad because of course if it was going to happen to anyone, it was going to happen to Hudson. “I don’t…” He’s just sort of frowning at Nixon as he tries to wrap his head around it. A witch again, he’d have his magic, he wouldn’t have to keep biting all those damn twinky tourists at Void. Ikaros and Ela might be thrilled, but he remembered what Ela had said to him, that they had time now. “You wouldn’t do it?” He sort of gets it, going from vampire to human could be a downgrade, knowing what else was out there.

-

Nixon rose an eyebrow, waiting as Lucian tried to gather his thoughts together. “Why would I? There’s no guarantee this is going to happen again – you know, the veil thing. I can die as a vampire, I guess. I’m not going to be human. You think Hudson would be a vampire if he was dying?” They both knew the answer to that, and Nixon shook his head again. “You should do it, though. Whoever or whatever does it. You’d get your magic back.”

[nixonreynolds]

waeteeth​:

“It’s better than being dead.” Although, would it be without Patroclus and Hyacinth? At one point, he’d been fully prepared to die with Maven and Tobias if they didn’t want to be human. He kept telling himself that being human would be different if he had them, the rest of his inner circle around. But perhaps that was foolish, Nixon had a point, what if they didn’t want to become human? It would be something he would have to live with. “Hudson would be alive, figure ye’d want tae be wae him.” It’s gentle fishing, surely Nixon wouldn’t just leave his husband behind. “Sufferin’ for him might prove tae be worth it.”

-

There was a single point of contention in his and Hudson’s marriage. It was the fact that if Hudson was dying, he didn’t want to live as a vampire. Nixon had fought him on it frequently, pointing out the fact that he had no problem with vampires when he was shoving his dick down his husband’s throat. “Right, well, no.” Nixon turned to Jamie now, “You look very put off by the idea of becoming human, even though you’re insisting that I’d prefer it, too. You don’t even sound convinced.”

[nixonreynolds]

eviebordeaux​:

@nixonreynolds​

Evie had to honor a visit from the resident psychopath, ​her privately owned jet got her everywhere around the world and she had crossed paths with the murder husbands before. Their darkness delighted her own, she enjoyed the thrill of power that came from knowing you could conquer the world and feast on anyone who stood before you. They sit on vintage velvet couches in Ambrosia, a dancer is performing diamonds are a girls best friend on stage. “So my wonderful darling, tell me about the hunting ground of this city and if you ever want a night on stage, just let me know. You’ll be paid generously.”

-

Nixon tried not to laugh, since the idea of going on stage was still far too amusing to the vampire. He definitely had his full outfit, and Nemesis always tried to pull him on stage with them anywhere possible. He’d have to tell the oneiroi about Evie’s place. “Well, there are assholes that want to kill people, especially vampires, if you even breathe in the wrong direction. And we don’t even breathe, so that’s saying a lot. There’s a club where people go to get bitten because it’s kinky now.”

[nixonreynolds]

waeteeth​:

“I know him.” It felt like the whole conversation was now on eggshells. Jamie trusted Nixon, but he also trusted Tobias, he trusted Maven, and he hadn’t told either of them about Patroclus or Hyacinth until they’d been outed. It’d caused a fight, he wanted to avoid that here. He was tired of fighting with people he cared about in general, it hadn’t made anything better. If anything, Hyacinth wasn’t the one to bring up to other vampires. Shifting his weight, he turns from facing what he could see of the bay to look to Nixon. “It’s all a lot more complicated than I’d like.” And yet, somehow fitting. It’s not like Vince had been boring, but in comparison to handling his current partners, that whole relationship had been a walk in the park. “An’ it wasnae.” The smile he offers Nixon is grim. “I found a way for Maven tae be a witch again, had tae stay alive tae see it come tae pass. Bit of a last minute thing otherwise I’d have dragged the lot of ye tae him.” That was true, it was one of his reasons, one of the many ways he’d tried to rationalize it. 

-

Nixon looked away, wondering if this would help him make more sense of the situation. At least if Jamie knew him, it’d be mildly more interesting when he pulled the rift’s head from his shoulders. Maybe Jamie would want to watch. “Is it? I feel like forcibly becoming human is probably not on either of our lists. Unless you wanted it – which you said...no.” The last comment made Nixon huff out a chuckle. “Me? Could you imagine.” Another idea passed through his head, but he’d wait on that one. “What makes you think I’d want to be human?”

[nixonreynolds]

luciankayames​:

Blinking, Lucian tries to wrap his head around such a thing. Though with everything going on, Anastasia Vidalis outing literal myths at that party of hers, he shouldn’t be so surprised such a thing is possible. “There’s someone who can turn vampires back into what they were before…” A ton of questions come to mind, but that’s more a Hudson thing, he won’t burden Nixon with all of that. “And there’s not a fuckton of vampires running to them asking to be changed back? What’s the catch?” There had to be one, otherwise he wouldn’t be dealing with so many other vampires. The bar was always full in the evenings, vampires were all over Corinth, the whole cult thing last summer had cemented that.

-

Nixon looked at Lucian once more, “Your sanity, maybe. I’m not really sure. But then again, you’d get something out of it if you became human again. Your magic and all. For me, it’d be useless.” At least while Hudson was still breathing it was useless. “I doubt this guy does it out of the goodness of his own heart. He turned Hudson back as a punishment. It was fucking dumb luck he got through the ritual a second time.”